On February 28, the new moon rose into the sky.

Sherlock was in the corner of Ivus's room, quietly reading the Tantra. And Ivas is preparing for this unique promotion ceremony.

The reason why he came to guard Ivus's promotion ceremony was because Lily's separation had reached the most critical moment.

The full moon will wither and wither with the phases of the moon. Just as a flower becomes a fruit, it gives birth to a new life with its own existence. And that fruit is the crescent moon...... Lightless Eggs.

It will eventually eclipse and grow, and with the sunrise and sunset, it will become the next full moon again.

"The Egg Moon Tantra" is about the transformation of the moon phases and the art of self-division and self-conception.

For this reason, the birth of the "new self" must be completed on the night of the new moon.

At the moment, Lily was alone on the second floor, ready to split herself.

Then the only one who can help Ivus guard the promotion ceremony is Sherlock.

"Are you okay?"

Sherlock stared intently at the Tantra and suddenly asked, "Do you need my help?" ”

"It's already done just now."

Ivus sighed, "You might as well ask earlier." ”

"I would have helped if I had asked, my friend."

The corners of Sherlock's mouth rose slightly, and he responded, "Why don't you let me recharge my energy and protect you to complete the ceremony." ”

"I also knew you wouldn't come to help, so I didn't ask you at first......"

Ivas pouted, "Anyway, take care of my body." Don't let anyone get near it. ”

"Don't worry."

Sherlock looked down at the book while casually saying, "No one can hurt you unless I die." ”

It looks as casual as fooling people. But since it came from the mouth of Sherlock Hermes, it may be believable.

Ivus snorted and began the ritual.

- It's different from the promotion ceremonies of the past.

Instead of preparing nine different symbols, Eivas prepared only three.

White doves. Dark blue fish. Green snake.

They symbolize the sky, the sea and the earth, but they all have in common that they are all things that give birth to scales and feathers.

He placed each of these materials into a ring, connecting the three rings into an equilateral triangle. He prepared a vial of life potion, poison, and anesthetic, and placed them in three smaller rings, connecting the three of them into smaller equilateral triangles. These two triangles are overlapped into a not-so-regular hexagram.

This time, Ivas used a special ritual ritual - fasting.

The ritual master believes that the weaker the body, the stronger the soul will be, when the affliction factors of illness and pain are removed. Therefore, when a person is about fifty years old, his soul is the strongest, and this is also the strongest age for the casters of rituals and mages.

If it's any later, people will start to get sick. And the pain and anxiety caused by a large number of chronic diseases can gradually wear away the luster of the soul. After that, people will age rapidly, because the soul weakens and returns to the physical body...... At the same time, severe wear and tear on the brain also acts on the soul in turn.

Therefore, when performing some serious and dangerous rituals, the ritual master usually begins fasting some time in advance. This ensures that your body is weak enough to keep your soul in a more stable state during the ritual.

Ivus had fasted for five days, had been without sleep for a day, and had been without water for another day and a half. For ordinary people, this is already the level of weakness that has to lie in bed. But Ivus was still able to handle the ritual on his own...... At most, when you get up, you will feel a little black in front of your eyes.

At this moment, Ivus felt exactly that his body had fallen into a state of weakness. An "icy burning" burned from under his skin, as if he had a high fever. Compared to the pain of a low-grade fever, a high-temperature fever has a sense of tranquility as if you were in the ocean. Ehuas's mind became colder and more rational, as if he was manipulating the body from a higher perspective.

This is also the first time that Ivus has acted like a ritualist, performing rituals step by step according to taboos and rules.

After drawing the ceremonial array for the first part, he began to write the second layer in seawater. After that, the third layer is written with snake bile, and the top layer is written with bird blood.

When he had written it all, Ivus stood in the middle of the ritual array.

"I pray to the Lord of the Scales, the god of the holy number six.

"The god of scales and feathers, the god of a thousand clothes—"

Evas raised his hands and chanted, "Praise the birds and the fish, and the creepers of the earth!"

"I praise the medicine, the poison, and the thing that does not distinguish between medicine and poison!

"I praise three times, I pray three times. I soaked my eyes with the bile of a snake, and the blood of a bird smeared my whole body. I bathe in sea water!

"Between the gladeless woodlands, I will have wings and scales—"

As Ivas chanted, the jewel on his chest suddenly lit up with an emerald green glow.

As he chanted, the wind suddenly blew in the closed room, and all the light was blown out. In the darkness of the space, only an emerald green star rises, emitting a sharp light in the shape of a cross.

"The Eight are not there—"

Evas's voice became indistinct in the increasingly violent storm: "I'm alone—"

The storm in his face made Sherlock can't help but close his eyes and reach out to block it. Because he was indoors, he didn't wear a hat either, and at the moment his hair was being blown and pulled out of different shapes.

When the wind blows, it is difficult to get oxygen for your breath. Sherlock gasped for air, feeling a growing feeling of suffocation. The mess in the room trembled, toppled, and messed up, but none of them came close to the ritual circle beneath Ivus. When they get close, they are catapulted out by a storm.

- In the next moment, Sherlock suddenly felt a wave of panic.

It was as if some eyes had swept over me.

He'd felt that before.

The last time he was in Eagle Headland, Ivas performed "Ritual: Odin's Trial" in front of him. The moment the thunderbolt fell, Sherlock felt this sense of fear for a moment. The body will be unstoppable, and the limbs will tremble weakly.

"Gaze" is powerful, just as some people who are particularly perceptive can even clearly perceive the gaze behind their own back.

And when the pillar gods cast their gaze, their gaze itself is like a spell that affects the mind.

- As Sherlock recovered from the tingling sensation on his scalp, he saw that Ivas was still standing in the middle of the ritual arena, in a silent state of stiffness.

The wheelchair that Ivus had prepared and pushed next to the ceremony was useless. When the storm just lifted, the wheelchair ran away on its own.

But he didn't fall directly unconscious on the ground.

Instead, it was directly fixed in mid-air by an invisible force.

He hung his head and his feet off the ground. Bend your knees slightly, and hold your abdomen with both hands. Except that it can't be curled up completely, it's like a baby.

“…… Aihuas: Does this really need me to protect it? ”

Sherlock muttered.

It was the first time he had seen such a big promotion ceremony - even the pillar god himself had come over.

Forget it, let's pack up first.

He shook his head, got up and closed the Tantra of Foolishness, and patiently cleaned up the room full of debris that was scattered on the floor like a thief.

On the other side, Lily looked up at the Lightless Moon: "The time has come ......"

Her eyes shone crimson, and at hand was a glass of red wine—a drop of Ivus's blood in it.

She tilted her head and drank the wine from her glass.

(End of chapter)