"Be careful, the Soul Stone shouldn't be placed here. Wait, don't touch that, damn it. Do you want to ruin it all?...... Okay, that's it for now. ...... Well, by the way, fix the sapphire crystal, let's move on to the next step......" And just like that, under the command of Zode, the maiden rushed to assemble all the materials into a double-ring altar before sunset. Compared to the previous altar, this altar is much more complex and delicate, and it occupies almost all the space in the cellar.

Looking at the hungry and exhausted Fianna, Zode whispered, "Let's go have dinner first, we can only perform the ritual when we have enough spirits." ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Zode. The girl replied with a blushing face.

On the table, there were two coarse black loaves of bread and a small piece of bacon. Fianna said apologetically to the boy, "I'm sorry, Ram, my sister has spent all the money. We'll just have some in the evening. When I get back to Seente tomorrow, my sister will definitely bring back some good food.

"It's okay, sister, these are already good. By the way, sister, what are you doing in the cellar in the afternoon? Is it an arcane experiment? Can I go in and have a look?" Ram asked curiously.

"No! Arcane experiments are dangerous. I'll teach you when you're a little older. “

"Oh. Got it, sister. Huh, sister, why don't you eat it? And so many more. Seeing that Fianna had eaten half of the bread and some water, Ram asked.

"My sister has already eaten. Eat it all, don't waste it. “

"Oh. Aim, this is for you to eat. The boy greeted Zuo Dedao.

Looking at this pair of sisters and brothers who depend on each other and tolerate each other, Zuo De's heart also fluctuated a little.

In the dimly lit cellar, in the dim candlelight, Zode was putting the finishing touches on the altar, he raised a dagger, carefully placed it in the middle of the altar, and then said to Fianna, who was kneeling on the ground, "Begin, as you usually pray, concentrate, and leave the rest to me." ”

"Yes, Lord Zode. The girl nodded.

Then Fianna began to bow her head and pray, and the muffled chant echoed through the humble cellar with a special charm.

A trace of soul fluctuations appeared on the altar, and Zuode on it stiffened, and his thoughts had crossed time and space and communicated to the ontology.

This is actually a formal demon altar, and with the help of Laosis's faith channel, the connection between the two planes is communicated.

Since he couldn't rely on the power of the Abyssal Will, Zuode had no choice but to put the object of his prayer on his own body. As a kind of regular creature, although Zuo De is weak, he can still transmit the power of the soul.

Fortunately, the borrowed power is only an introduction to the ritual, and at most it will make the body temporarily weak. For the endless soul in the future, Zuode also fights.

Demons learned early on that the soul is the purest source of magic, capable of constructing any arcane.

A trace of soul power began to be transmitted from the distant abyss, and it began to rotate along the specific trajectory of the altar.

Gradually, the sapphire embedded in the dead corner of the altar brightened, and a faint fluctuation of magic power appeared.

As more soul power was infused into the altar, the golden thread connecting the center of the altar lit up, and eventually, the magic began to converge on the dagger in the center of the altar.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary dagger, but at this time, it slowly floated into the air. The useless ornament on the surface began to fall off, and a silver thread began to climb up the blade of the dagger, beginning to sketch a strange pattern. Then the second, the third, .......

When all the silver filaments crawled all over the dagger, the shape of the dagger changed dramatically, one by one, the dagger lost its double blades, and the exquisite arcane runes painted all over its blade, and the original wooden handle became silvery-white, shining with a metallic luster.

This normal dagger has been transformed into a magic item.

"Did we succeed, Lord Zod? Huh? What is this?" asked Fianna, picking up the dagger, curiously.

"This is a sacrificial knife, we have successfully completed the first step of the ritual, and below, just sacrifice a complete soul with this sacrificial knife, the ritual is complete, and our lord will grant you the gift of communicating with magic. Zuo Dedao.

"Complete ...... Souls, what is that?" the girl asked, seemingly hesitant.

"To put it simply, it's to use it to kill an intelligent being. Whether it's a human, an elf, a lizardman or an orc, it's okay......"

With a clang, the sacrificial knife was thrown to the ground. The girl retreated again and again, as if the sacrificial knife on the ground was a poisonous snake. She trembled and asked Zode,

"How can it be, how can it murder other lives? We said before! Is this how the great light of darkness responds to its believers?"

"Yes, our Lord is great and forgiving. But, as I said beforehand, there is a price to be paid for everything! Our Lord is a righteous deity, and he will never let his followers do something that is meaningless. This is the time to prove your piety and courage. Zode's voice was low, like that of a pious priest.

"Murder is so extreme, should you say it another way, say, revenge or justice? As far as I know, the savage races of lizardmen and orcs are very cruel to humans within their territory. Kill them and you'll be able to save one more fellow human. Also, those bad people in the lower city, they will only bully good humans like you, if you get rid of them, more people like you will find peace......" Zuo De followed the good temptation.

The girl's face was cloudy, she clenched her teeth, and said nothing.

"One more thing I want to say," Zod continued, "it's a temporary, enchanted sacrificial knife, and its effect will last until tomorrow morning. Tomorrow, whether you want it or not, you will lose all your previous efforts. “

"Why didn't you say this in advance? Did you mean it?" the girl suddenly glared at Zuode with angry eyes.

"I told you, I told you it was a very dangerous and cruel thing, but if you insist on it, there is nothing I can do ......about it," Zode said slyly.

"You ......" the girl was speechless.

"Alright, alright, my mission is done. I will also give it into your hands if you wish. I'm going to go back to my lord, goodbye, little one. Think about it, fate is like this sacrificial knife, it is always in your own hands. For your future, and for your family's ...... and the next time we meet, guide more believers to follow our Lord...... , this is also your destiny......" With this murmuring voice, Zode gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Wait, you can't go yet...... How can you ......" In the silent cellar, the little girl's voice was so clear that she startled herself. Everything was like a dream, as if nothing had happened.

However, the delicate sacrificial knife on the ground clearly told the girl that everything was real, that she had summoned the apostle of the gods, and that she had an intersection with it. She spends all her savings and gets an unknown opportunity - a chance to achieve her own wishes by hurting others.

Fianna Ean felt that she was a despicable person, perhaps she was born an unlucky man, and as the servants of the manor said, the Ean were born to be cursed scum.

For the sake of selfish desires, he spent all his family's savings, how will he face Ram in the future!

But she is unwilling, she is obviously the same human being, why does she want to live more freely, so difficult?

And Ram, who worked so hard and earnestly, but couldn't even get a job as an apprentice.

God's apostle, Lord Zode, may be right, why can those wicked people be at ease, and even this wish of his own work so hard.

Those bad guys...... , Fianna shuddered suddenly, remembering the terrible things that had happened on that dark night, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth again. If it weren't for Miss Beloline, Fianna wouldn't even dare to imagine what she would become.

Yes, those wicked may indeed be a scourge left in the world, as the apostles of our Lord said, and by removing them may save more people like themselves.

Fianna trembled, carefully picking up the sacrificial knife from the ground and holding it tightly in her hand, as if she had grasped her fate in her hands.