Chapter 1153 Gretel: The Sun God Seems Unable to Wake Up? How About I Give It a Poke? (Monthly Ticket Adds 6 Updates)

The rituals of offering sacrifices to the sun god and asking for divination are obviously done very well in the temple. As soon as Tiya mentioned it and the high priest agreed, everything was quickly prepared in the temple:

A piece of bluestone half the length of a man, smooth and dark black, with a long groove in the middle. Below the groove, there is a large stone basin supporting it. According to Grete's estimation, there is absolutely no problem in holding five or six liters of water;

Two golden pheasants with colorful feathers, one bright and one dull. According to Gretel'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 was a pure white alpaca, which was led by two middle-aged monks in luxurious clothes and pulled under 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 appeared gracefully, each holding a lamp, and respectfully lit the bronze brazier under the statue.

They avoided Tia's gaze and stood with their heads down by the brazier with some fear. His eyes were fixed on the oil lamp in his hand and the flickering candlelight. From beginning to end, he didn't 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 calm 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 say, then you have only one way to go."

How could such thick smoke not make him cough or make him shed tears? Gretel threw a bubble spell at himself, which was completely supported by magic, 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, Tia, the Virgin of the Sun, straightened her back and met his 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 be pierced by a hundred spears."

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 took up her cloak, stepped back, and turned around. He unfolded the hem of the skirt that had been torn off by himself, and carefully circled it along the damaged area. The soft palms gently brushed it, and the torn parts glowed with golden light, and were immediately reconnected to the hem of the knee-length skirt.

"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 adjusted 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, silky hair hangs down to her waist. Several thin braids are braided into the long hair that covers her entire back. 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 was 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 sacrifice prepared for her." The high-level elf spellcaster is much more senior and experienced than Gretel in this regard. She pointed quietly:

"Golden pheasants, hairless dogs, fish, shells, various birds and alpacas. If it were an ordinary small sacrifice, such a sacrifice 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 God, whether he shows miracles, accepts prayers from believers, or even directs his gaze, all consume power. If you do not provide enough power, you will not be able to attract Him to come. "

"But..." Cerela said anxiously. Luo Xia turned her face, looked into her eyes, and shook her head slightly:

"Powerful and extremely concentrated spiritual power can also attract the attention of 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 also attract the attention of gods. Surrender...but..."

However, the price for triggering a divine descent is likely to be her life. Gretel added softly in his mind. In the center of the hall, Tiya had already walked to the bluestone and picked up a thin obsidian knife from the tray in the monk's hand.

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 profusely.

In Gretel's heart, for some reason, he said:

"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 himself! 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, wouldn't it be blasphemous?

A stream of blood spurted into the groove in the middle of the bluestone, and then trickled into the stone basin below. Without stopping, Tiya cut the throat with a knife, opened the belly of the golden pheasant with a knife, pulled out the heart, and threw it into the brazier.

In an instant, a strange-shaped smoke rose from the brazier. Gretel immediately saw that the eyes of all the priests, monks, and even the two sun virgins holding lamps were fixed on the brazier.

…There is no vision.

There were no visions.

"It seems that the sun god has not arrived... Fortunately, this is the first sacrifice, and there are many more to come..."

Cerela said softly in the spiritual connection. Tiya kept moving, stretched out her blood-stained right hand, and grabbed another golden pheasant. Cut the throat, disembowel the body, throw away the heart. He looked up and saw that there was still no sign, so he 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, even without stopping..."

Serila sighed softly. Gretel responded in a low voice, spreading his mental power and carefully sensing the fluctuations in the temple. No, no, still not...

In the temple, except for the spiritual power of the priests, the entire 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 sacrifices. Throats were cut, blood was poured into stone basins, and hearts were thrown into braziers.

I don’t know what was burning in the brazier, but even after throwing so many hearts, they were not crushed. It was just that the smoke kept rising one after another, covering the entire temple with mist.

Gradually, Gretel couldn't even see the high priest's face clearly.

Only Tia kept moving. Kill the sacrifices one by one and throw away the hearts one by one. Seeing that only the pure white alpaca was still standing in the thick fog, she suddenly stopped killing, raised her head and sang a song:

“Sun, moon;

day, night;

The gods hold high their glorious scepter;

To guide all things, come here..."

The voice was exciting, high-pitched, sonorous and beautiful, resounding throughout the temple. As she sang, the smoke in the temple gradually fluctuated, coiling around her like a python.

Circling, circling, rising upwards, condensing into a thick white column of smoke between her and the statue. In the corner of the temple, the candles in the hands of the two Sun Virgins suddenly shined brightly, shining on the smoke pillars and building 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's singing voice became even louder and she sang a strangely clear prayer song. During the song, she put her left hand on the alpaca's neck and pushed the pure white animal, which was about the same height as her, until it fell to its knees;

The stone knife in his right hand swept away and cut the alpaca's throat directly. After the alpaca's blood had drained out, she used her left arm to turn the alpaca over. Instead of rushing to disembowel the alpaca and take out its 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 gently adjusted her breathing during the breaks in singing. 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 his deep sleep. He snorted and continued to sleep. Next, no matter how much the singing went around, 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? But, the shouting voice is too soft, the sun god can’t wake up?

Otherwise, let me poke you?

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