Chapter 7: Facing the Gods
Shen Yi took a deep breath, standing on the second floor.In the past few days, the summoning had finally stopped, and the trembling did not appear. He thought things had eased somehow.But he got called again tonight.
Passing through the gray mist, Shen Yi found him in a beautifully decorated, simple, and elegant villa.Many people were kneeling in the first-floor lobby, obviously terrified of him. From the summoning words, one could tell that these people were believers of the Lord of Ashes.
"Here we go again ......"
The gravity behind him remains, and he knows that he only needs to hold on for ten minutes.Once again, he noticed the little silver-haired girl. Fortunately, the little girl was still alive.
‘Was this little girl promoted from a sacrifice to a believer?‘
It seems the ‘oracle' he had issued was effective.The chief priest trembled with fright, and his mind became chaotic. He didn't know what to do. It had been hundreds of years since he had first presided over the rituals of the Order, and he had read the ancient texts about the Lord of Ashes. But it was the first time he had seen the God of his faith.He took a deep breath, tried to calm his mind. Still prostrated on the ground, he raised his hands.
"The Great Lord of Ashes, we offer you the secret treasure of the shadows, the face of infinite changes."
Even though he was the high priest of the Lord of Ashes, he was terrified at the moment. He even thought that the Lord of Ashes should receive the sacrifice and leave fast.And the grace of god ...... Nothing is as important as life.He knew very well that the Lord of Ashes was the god of endless disasters, that his mere existence was the source of destruction.
Standing on the villa's second floor, Shen Yi heard the chief priest's words.Instead of answering, he surreptitiously speculated the man dressed in a silky black robe. Judging from his position and speech, he seems to be the priest presiding over the ceremony.At the same time, he also noticed the mask placed on the altar.
The almost pure white tear-eye mask had a mysterious and ancient charm that caught his attention. It must be their new sacrifice to the Lord of Ashes.He must accept the sacrifices to pretend to be the Lord of Ashes and not expose his pretense. The consequences, once they discover it, will be unimaginable.
Before being summoned, he had thought about the worst possibility- the moment he was summoned; he was immediately pinned to the ground by the cultists, tied up and unloaded.The current situation was much better than he had imagined. These cultists looked terrified.
Shen Yi had to agree it relieved him that the heretics would accept the setting that the Lord of Ashes should appear as a human form.
‘As long as you stay firm and don't break the rules, it's safe to fool around.'
He stayed on the second floor and did not go down. One, he knew that keeping a distance was very important to the mystery. Two, he did not want to get close to the cultists.He had thought about it a long time ago. And when he was not questioned after being summoned, he just followed what the summoners wanted.
Shen Yi calmly said, "Foolish mortals, I accept your sacrifices."
The oracle of the Lord of Ashes, an inhuman voice like a flame, appeared in everyone's minds, who were kneeling on the ground. Although it was not a human language, everyone could understand the meaning.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was thinking about how to take away the sacrifice. But before he finished thinking about it, the pure white tear-eye mask had floated automatically, and it flew straight towards him in the air and fell into his hands. ‘What happened?'Shen Yi stared at the mask that flew into his hands, a little puzzled. Could it be that the mask could fly by itself?