As he spoke, a light yellow, smoke-like substance filled the air from Grachi's body. After a moment of surprise, Martin and others took out the healing potion used to restore spirituality from his body.
Gratchi tried his best to control the light yellow smoke gathering around him, and waved his hands vigorously, "It's not these, take out that one."
"That?" Martin reacted, "Brother Gratchi! There is a half chance of failure!"
"It's okay, give it to me quickly."
Martin took out a bottle of potion that kept changing colors from the deepest part of his pocket. He hesitated for a moment, and after seeing Gratchi's ferocious expression, he gritted his teeth, placed the potion on the ground, and slid it to Gratchi's feet.
Gratchi used almost all his strength to keep himself awake. He tremblingly picked up the potion from the ground without even removing the cork, put it directly into his mouth, and bit down hard.
There was a click.
Broken glass mixed with a potion of ever-changing colors flowed into Grach's mouth. He closed his eyes and felt the effects of the potion slowly taking effect.
Soon the light yellow substance floating in the air disappeared, and the expression on Grachi's face became relaxed.
He opened his eyes again and seemed to have regained consciousness.
"The 'Fantasy's Secret Potion' is really effective. If I had known it was so effective, I should have bought an extra bottle on the black market." Gratchi murmured.
After seeing that Gratchi was safe, Martin and others were relieved and came to Gratchi's side one after another to express their concerns.
Glaci nodded, and after carefully checking the surrounding situation, he led everyone to the underground storage room, lit a candle, and signaled that communication could begin.
"Brother Grachi, what happened?"
"I don't know. Everything was going smoothly originally, but when the ceremony was going on, a few purifiers suddenly broke in and messed up my plan."
"Failed? Where is the sacrificial body?" Martin asked.
"I don't know, but in the middle of the ceremony, it should have been contaminated by the power of the devil. In that case, it will probably be purified by the purifiers. After all, this is what they are best at doing." Glaci replied.
"Are these injuries caused by fighting with them?"
Grachi nodded and said slowly:
"One of the Purifiers is very strong and can use the power of the descending angels. I don't know the abilities of the Sky Realm, but at least he is a middle-level strong man. You should be especially careful in the future."
Glaci recalled it with a look of lingering fear on his face.
"So what should we do next?" Martin asked.
"Observe for a period of time first, and be sure to find a good place to hide. The location of the ceremony and the sacrifice body must be searched again. Martin and I have both had direct contact with the sacrifice body. Although he may not survive, the purifiers have many methods
, it would be terrible if they caught any clues."
Grach turned to the other two people and said: "The recent intelligence collection task will be left to you two, fisherman, shout, remember. The most important task is to ensure that you are not discovered."
"Understood." The two nodded at the same time, and left after a brief exchange of information.
Only Gratchi and Martin were left in the basement.
Grachi stared at the orange lights, thinking over and over in his mind the details of the battle and the subsequent plans.
"Brother Grachi, do we want to continue?"
"You want to quit?"
"No," Martin waved his hands repeatedly, "I just think that everything else can be solved, but finding the sacrifice body is too difficult. We were lucky before, but now we
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Where can I find a sacrificial body that meets the requirements?"
Grachi nodded secretly.
Although Martin's way of thinking is a bit simple, there is one thing he is absolutely right about, and that is about the quality of the sacrifice.
Gratchi took out the parchment that was blown by the wind from his arms and gently rubbed it with his palm.
Crimson Moon.
The previous sacrificial body had withstood the baptism of the crimson moon.
Although Grach himself does not understand what is unique about the sacrifices that have been baptized by the crimson moon, it is clearly marked in the ceremony that if the altar has been baptized by the crimson moon, the overall quality of the ceremony can be greatly improved.
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If the previous sacrificial body had not been purified, it might be possible to use it again... Grachi thought to himself that there was no sign of the Crimson Moon's appearance, and even if all the conditions were fully prepared, the effect would not necessarily be achieved if the ritual was performed again.
It will be better than this time.
"Brother Grachi."
"What else happened?"
"Should we ask the messenger?"
"Huh?" Grachi asked subconsciously.
"Just think, since the envoy can use a special method to give me this parchment, maybe the envoy already knows what happened yesterday." Martin looked at Gratchi and whispered, "There are purifiers in action now. We
The difficulty of the task has skyrocketed. I think if I ask the messenger, I might be able to get help."
"What do you mean?" Gratchi didn't understand.
Martin scratched his head, "I just feel that the purifiers were targeting last night's action. The messenger didn't tell us about this at all. This is the messenger's fault. Maybe he will blame himself and give us some help."
"Brother Grachi, don't be angry, I just said it nonsense."
Gratchi showed a serious and cold look. Martin knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he silently left the basement and started making new preparations.
Opening the door brought a faint draft of air, and the candle flame flickered violently.
In the silence, Grachi stood up, first took out a piece of dark flannel and spread it in front of him, and then dug out many ritual items from the box next to him.
He used the juice of star grass to draw complicated patterns on the dark cloth, and then used four meteorite crystal segments with different origins to press the four corners.
A simple star map is completed.
Finally, Grachi lit a little starlight stone powder and recited the secret words devoutly.
"...The Star Familiar hidden in the night, hereby beg for your response in the name of your loyal subordinate Grachi."
"Lord Himis..."
The lingering sound still echoed in the empty basement, and there was no response from the star field ceremony in front of me.
"Is my ritual a mistake?"
Glaci looked at the not too complicated ceremony in front of him with a puzzled expression.
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Upper block, Kinggall Street, near the Lims River.
There is the most famous Nectar Bakery in the upper district. Its location near the Lims River gives it a unique advantage. Whether it is butter or wheat flour, you can get the freshest ingredients at any time by using its own waterwheel, so you can also
All the efforts are put on "how to bake more delicious bread".
Although it is already past lunch time, many high-end restaurants in the upper block will choose the bread and pastries here as a pairing with afternoon tea, so the shop assistants are still busy at this time.
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, the afternoon sun always makes people drowsy, how about a donut filled with fresh cream?"
A lady named Lijia has gray hair and obvious wrinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiles, but this does not affect her youthful mentality and hearty smile at all, which is also the signature feature of Nectar Bakery.
"I'm not a kid anymore," Naiya emphasized, "I prefer chocolate-coated donuts."
Grandma Lijia smiled and took a chocolate donut from the window, put it on a beautiful white porcelain plate in front of Naia, and then pointed to the outdoor seats outside.
"Go by yourself, there's also freshly brewed Earl Gray tea there."
Naia nodded, stepped up to pick up the white porcelain plate from the counter, turned around and went to the outdoor seat outside, poured herself a cup of black tea skillfully, and started eating happily.
When all the donuts were in her stomach, Lijia came over with a steaming pot of black tea.
"Mom and dad haven't come back yet?"
"He's back, but dad's arm feels uncomfortable and is being repaired." Naia replied, licking the chocolate at the corner of her mouth.
"That's called rest, not repair." Lijia touched Naiya's head and turned back, just in time to see a well-dressed man walking over, seemingly holding something in his hand.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Lijia bowed slightly and asked.
The man had a pair of thin, rosy lips and brown hair that was carefully and meticulously taken care of. But the most impressive thing was the line of his cheeks and the astonishing curvature of his mandible.
"Hello madam, I'm a little confused, as if I'm shrouded in a dark cloud. I hope I can get your help." The man waved the paper in his hand, "I want to know, have you seen the person above?"
"Isn't this the wanted list posted by the police station?" Lijia stepped forward to take a closer look and then stepped back, "Suge? Aiosig? Isn't this the person the police came to investigate yesterday?"
Lijia looked at the man in front of her again, and her eyes began to look wary.
"I'm sorry that I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm just a private detective. I'm currently working for the police station just for the pitiful bounty."
"No wonder, they came in a hurry and left in a hurry. I thought they were just showing off and then retreating. It turned out that they used this quiet way." Lijia said with a smile.
The man smiled bitterly, "That's right, so have you seen it?"
Before he finished speaking, an imperceptible gap suddenly opened under his cheek, and the flesh and blood squirmed, turning into a long and narrow mouth.
"Have you seen it?"
"Have you seen it?"
A series of small and sharp sounds came from the small mouth on his cheek. The man quickly stretched out a hand and pressed it under his cheek, rubbing it vigorously.
"What sound?" Lijia was suddenly stunned.
Just now she suddenly heard an evil scream that almost drove her crazy, but when she listened carefully, the sound disappeared again.
"Did I have an auditory hallucination?" Lijia shook her head. Looking at the man in front of her, she suddenly realized that she was very rude and quickly leaned over and said, "I'm sorry, I probably haven't seen him before."
The man didn't seem to care. He nodded to express his gratitude and left, but the hand covering his neck never dropped.
Lijia was thoughtful, touched Naia's hair, and then returned to the store to help again.
The little girl in red clothes stared blankly in the direction where the man was leaving. After a long time, the corners of her mouth suddenly curved upward.
"Have even 'different species' appeared? It's getting more and more interesting."