It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1048 Gretel: The Sun God can’t seem to wake up? How about I poke him? (Monthly ticket adds 6 updates)
Chapter 1048 Gretel: The Sun God can’t seem to wake up? How about I poke him? (Monthly ticket adds 6 updates)
The rituals of offering sacrifices to the sun god and asking for divination were obviously done very well in the temple. As soon as Tiya mentioned it and the high priest agreed, everything in the temple was quickly prepared:
A half-human-length piece of bluestone, smooth and dark black, with a long groove cut in the middle. Under the groove, there is a large stone basin, which according to Gretel's estimate, can hold five or six liters of water without any problem;
There are two golden pheasants with colorful feathers, one is bright and the other is dull. According to Grete’s understanding, they are probably a male and female pair;
A strange, hairless hound. Since its skin is very similar to a hairless cat, Grete suspected that the dog was born hairless...
And a variety of other items. Such as fish, such as shells, such as various birds. The most important item is a pure white alpaca, which was led by two middle-aged monks in luxurious clothes.
Below the statue of the Sun God.
The temple was filled with smoke. Two sun virgins wearing pure white robes and colorful ribbons on their heads came out. Each held a lamp and respectfully lit the bronze brazier under the statue.
They avoided Tiya's gaze and stood with their heads lowered by the brazier with some fear. Their eyes were fixed on the oil lamps in their hands and the flickering candlelight. From beginning to end, they did not even look at Tiya.
"You have thought about it." The high priest stood in front of the statue, letting the smoke fill the two braziers, almost smearing his face. He looked straight at Tiya and said in a low voice:
"It's still too late to ask for forgiveness. If you start to identify and ask for divination, if the result of the divination is not what you said, then there is only one way for you to go."
How could such a thick smoke not make him cough or make him shed tears? Gretel threw a bubble spell at himself, relying entirely on the magic to withstand it, and looked over from behind the Virgin of the Sun:
What kind of magic is attached to this old man? The smoke rising from the brazier did not avoid his head and face at all, forming a clean space around him...
With a "clang" sound, the spear fell to the ground. In front of the high priest, the Virgin of the Sun, Tia, straightened her back and met the opponent's gaze without fear:
"If I had a false word, or if my piety could not evoke a response from the Sun God, I would rather have a hundred spears pierced through my body."
She took off her elf cloak, folded it neatly, and held it in front of Losia with both hands. When staring at the female elf caster, the Sun Virgin lowered her head slightly, and the light in her eyes flickered gently——
These guests, especially this noble and beautiful woman, really saved her life.
She held up the cloak, stepped back, and turned around. She unfolded the skirt that had been torn off by herself, and carefully circled it around the damaged area. Her soft palms gently brushed against it, and the torn parts glowed with golden light and were immediately rejoined.
On the hem of a knee-length skirt.
"It's not prosthetics."
"It's not true. The hem of the skirt was only temporarily glued on, and it was not completely repaired. If it was a repair surgery, there should be no trace at all now."
"However, this also shows that she does have the ability to cast spells - she is still favored by the Sun God."
In the spiritual connection, Grete, Cerela and Losia were discussing quietly, watching Tiya move forward slowly and solemnly. As she walked, she arranged her crown, straightened her hair, and tightened her belt again——
…
The golden crown shone on her long brown-black hair, like a small sun, and like the light of the sun god, pouring directly on her;
The pure white and simple robe is tied up with a wide and strong light yellow belt. The upper and lower sides of the belt are decorated with ocher red edges, which echo the ocher red piping on the cuffs and corners of the robe, adding a touch of luxury to the robe;
The long, smooth hair hangs down to her waist, and is braided into several thin braids. Thin gold pieces bind the braided legs, and a subtle light shines in the black hair...
The overall image is both luxurious and solemn. If someone told Grete now that Tia is the highest-ranking priestess of this temple, he would definitely believe it.
"It's a pity that she is about to die." Luo Xia whispered quietly through the spiritual connection. Grete couldn't help being surprised:
"Why?"
"Look at the sacrifices prepared for her." The high-level elf spellcaster was much more senior and experienced than Gretel in this regard. She quietly pointed:
"Golden pheasants, hairless dogs, fish, shells, various birds and alpacas. If it were an ordinary small sacrifice, such sacrifices would be good, but if you want to call the sun god's attention, these things are simply not enough.
not enough--"
"There are no magical beasts, there are not a large number of wild beasts that can provide abundant vitality, and there are no human sacrifices. Such sacrifices will not work."
"Isn't this intentional to harm her?" Cerela almost jumped up:
"Why? Who is right and who is wrong? Just ask the Sun God to come down and let God judge..."
"But God doesn't come casually." In the spiritual connection, Luo Xia sighed softly:
"God, even if he is a god, whether he shows miracles, whether he accepts prayers from believers, or even if he focuses his attention on her, he consumes power. If he does not provide enough power, he will not be able to attract her to come.
"
"But..." Cerela said anxiously. Losia turned her face, looked into her eyes, and shook her head slightly:
"Powerful, extremely concentrated spiritual power can also attract gods. In other words, if this sun virgin is strong enough, or her will to complain about grievances is strong enough, even if the sacrifice is not enough, she can trigger the gods to descend.
……but……"
However, the price of triggering the divine descent may very well be her life. Grete added softly in her heart. In the middle of the hall, Tiya had already walked to the bluestone and picked up a handful of thin sheets from the tray in the monk's hand.
obsidian knife.
Then, he grabbed a golden pheasant with his left hand, and wiped it into the throat of the golden pheasant with his right hand.
Blood flowed like a stream.
In Grete's heart, for some reason, a sentence came out:
"I don't want half a star of blood to be spilled in the world of mortals, all I have to do is practice hanging on the eight-foot flag and spear..."
Wake up, wake up, that is the blood of the sacrifice, not the blood of the wronged person! There is no Zhangerbailian hanging on the flag gun here, only the statue of the sun hanging high above. If it sprays on the statue, it will
Wouldn't that be blasphemous?
The blood flowed like a gush, spurting into the groove in the middle of the bluestone, and then trickling into the stone basin below. Tiya kept on cutting the throat with one knife, and opened the belly of the golden pheasant with another knife, pulled out the heart, and threw it into the brazier.
.
…
In an instant, a strange-shaped smoke rose from the brazier. Grete immediately saw that the eyes of all the priests, monks, and even the two virgins holding lamps were fixed on the brazier.
...there is no vision.
There are no visions.
"It seems that the sun god has not arrived... Fortunately, this is the first sacrifice, and there are many more to come..."
Serila said softly in the spiritual connection. Tiya kept moving, stretched out her blood-stained right hand, grabbed another golden pheasant, cut its throat, disemboweled, and threw away the heart. Looking up, there was still nothing wrong.
The elephant grabbed the hairless dog again...
"This sister's movements are so neat. Even such a thin stone knife has no cracks. It's really amazing."
"Yeah, it doesn't even stop..."
Serila sighed softly. Grete responded in a low voice, spreading out his mental power and carefully sensing the fluctuations in the temple. No, no, still no...
In the temple, except for the spiritual power of the priests, the whole wave was lifeless... It was completely different from what he imagined, the feeling of a ray of sunlight shining into the temple and the arrival of the sun god...
Ahead, Tia, the virgin of the sun, continued to perform the sacrifice. Cutting the throat, bleeding, pouring into the stone basin, and throwing the heart into the brazier.
I don't know what was burning in the brazier, but even after throwing so many hearts into it, they were not crushed. Instead, smoke continued to rise one after another, shrouding the entire temple in mist.
Gradually, Gretel could not even see the high priest's face clearly.
Only Tiya continued to act. She killed each sacrifice and dropped her heart one by one. Seeing that only the pure white alpaca was still standing in the thick fog, she suddenly stopped killing and raised her head to sing
Started a song:
“Sun, moon;
day, night;
The gods hold high the scepter of glory;
Guide all things and come here..."
The voice was exciting, high-pitched, sonorous and gorgeous, resounding throughout the temple. As she sang, the smoke in the temple gradually fluctuated, coiling around her like a python.
Circle, circle, rise upward, condensing into a thick white smoke column between her and the statue. In the corner of the temple, the lamps in the hands of the two Sun Virgins suddenly shined brightly, shining on the smoke column, forming a rainbow.
Colored bridge.
"O Sun God! Our Father God, Viracocha! The founder of the Sons of the Sun! You open your arms, and the kingdoms of the four directions have arisen..."
Seeing that the prayer was effective, Tiya sang even louder, singing a strangely clear prayer song. During the song, she put her left hand on the alpaca's neck and pulled the pure white animal, which was about the same height as her, into the air.
pressed to the ground;
She swept the stone knife with her right hand and directly cut the alpaca's throat. After the alpaca's blood had drained out, she used her left arm to turn the alpaca over. She did not rush to disembowel the alpaca and take out the heart. She raised her head first and stared at the statue:
This is the final sacrifice.
If this last sacrifice still fails to attract the Sun God to descend, then in order to protect the sisters in the Maiden Court, the only thing she can offer is her own life...
Perhaps, before cutting open the alpaca's heart, she should try to maximize the power of the sacrifice?
Tiya looked up at the statue, and during the interval between singing, she gently adjusted her breathing. Suddenly, she turned the stone knife upside down and quickly swung it towards her open left wrist.
At this moment when the hot blood dripped, Gretel's mind suddenly moved.
He felt, felt... a very huge, yet very alienated will, quietly moving...
He only moved once, as if he had been disturbed for a moment in a deep sleep. He snorted and continued to fall asleep. Then, no matter how many songs sang and no matter how much blood dripped, there was no response anymore.
So... the Sun Virgin in front of me is indeed connected to the Sun God? However, the shouting voice is too soft, and the Sun God cannot wake up?
Otherwise, should I give it a try?
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