Chapter 806: The Ritual of Sealing the Celestial Master

After hearing the old lich's words, Aleister immediately felt a strong sense of relief.

Previously, Matthias's aura of fear was even able to penetrate the Night Demon's defense... and Matthias himself was only a fifth-level extraordinary being.

Even though the Lich class is a "hidden class" like the Scholar of Sin in the current version, it is impossible to cross two energy levels and break through the resilience immunity of the Night Demon, a sixth-level upper-level phantom demon.

This meant that this powerful strength came either from a rare path trait or from equipment that could increase priority. It was hard to say whether he had the former, but Aleister was certain he had the latter.

To be more specific, it is the psychic tower itself.

As the true master of the Psychic Tower, Matthias would certainly be able to obtain a portion of the Psychic Tower's power. And the core of the Psychic Tower was the spine of Lingbo Tiansi.

The mages of the Narcissus Principality often exert powers a level higher than their own within their own mage towers. The power contained in the thousands of years of heritage of the Spiritual Tower is undoubtedly far greater than that of a mage tower.

That is a power that can threaten even the descending angels, so the Fallen Angels did not come to attack the first generation Black Phase.

Both the original Red and Black phases of Star Antimony were defeated after the NPC Aiwass obtained the 5.0 version of "Lord of the Great Beasts." "Thousand-Year Vengeance Spirit Tower" is a main quest instance of the original Black phase.

In other words, in version 3.0, when the Fallen Angels descended, both of them were safe and sound—living in peace with the Fallen Angels.

Since the old lich clearly wanted to protect Aleister, even the Red Prime Minister Pomponazzi did not dare to act rashly.

So Aleister felt relieved and followed the old lich Matthias with Lily and Selene.

Although this is Matthias' office, it doesn't look like a laboratory at all.

It looks particularly dark and gloomy, like a black-hearted factory—

Under the dim green light, you can hear the sound of gears turning.

A complex machine, roughly three or four meters tall and over a dozen meters wide, not counting the winding pipes, was operating steadily. Tall jars, one after another, sat upside down on the machine, each filled with bubbling, transparent liquid, with various biological tissues floating within.

It looks like "folk biochemical weirdos are breeding clones", which is eerie, scary, and has the informal feeling of an underground workshop.

However, both the gears and the machines are not made of solid metal... but bone.

Aleister reached out and gently touched the pipe beside him.

The pipe suddenly twisted its body, trying to avoid Aleister's hand, like a cat that was scratched.

The nearby exhaust port coughed violently, and the entire machine was shaking violently. The tubes that looked like trachea were twisting constantly.

Aleister suddenly had an extremely strange feeling in his heart - it felt like the machine was cursing people, and the curses were quite dirty.

"If she wants to touch it, let her touch it."

Matthias's cold, hollow voice rang out: "Can you still come back to life if I touch you?"

The low echo from the skeleton made the machine suddenly quiet down.

“…The machine spirit has been appeased.”

Aleister muttered.

Only then did she clearly realize one thing—

Matthias's office on this floor did not originally look like an underground factory.

Instead, when Matthias was "preparing for the ceremony", he used necromancy to create a special machine on the spot!

——Everything in this room is undead!

Whether it's the pipes, the cans, the gears and machines... and those green lights that are on and indicate "running", they are all undead souls!

Aleister rode on the Heleqin Tianma, and the round trip took less than two hours.

——In just these two hours, Matthias used necromancy to construct a complete machine out of thin air to complete the ritual!

"Is this... the ritual used to resolve that problem?"

Lily murmured.

She subconsciously didn't dare to say the word "Gray Sky Master".

Ever since she realized her unusual talent and where her murderous impulse came from, she has been worried about her future.

It’s not that she was worried that one day she would no longer be herself... For a girl like her who came from a commoner family and became a personal maid since childhood, she didn’t have any clear "self-awareness".

One could even say that Lily somewhat loathed her own intense "abnormality," as it brought her a sense of insecurity, like an animal in nature covered in orange-red fur.

——This is also the source of her strong resistance to Selene.

It's like when a person grows up and looks back at the dark history he left behind when he was young...

"I have been studying the ritual to seal Tiansi for a long time."

Matthias didn't get angry because he was questioned. Instead, he patiently explained, "Cyril also knows about this, so he recommended you to come to me."

"...Seal, Tiansi?"

Aleister murmured softly.

Even she didn't know that Matthias had such a past.

If Cyril knew about this, it meant that... this happened before Matthias embarked on the path of twilight.

Was he already thinking about sealing Tiansi before he became a necromancer?

"...I thought only those who transcend possessed such ambition."

"That's why Cyril and I became friends."

The old lich said calmly, "We are of the same kind."

"Can I ask something?"

Aleister looked at the old lich: "Since your initial target was Tiansi... In other words, do you have a clear goal?"

"certainly."

Matthias replied, "It's Lingbo Tiansi."

"... Lingbo Tiansi?"

This made Aleister stunned for a moment.

——Isn’t that your own boss?

Before the Winter Maiden took over necromancy and the undead, the undead and necromancers were all the domain of the Amber Master.

When Cardinal Cyril met Matthias, even the Star Antimony Kingdom had not yet been born... At that time, people had no way of knowing that the future Snake Father would trigger a wave of "great promotion".

If he intended to seal the Lingbo Tiansi, how could he have embarked on the path of necromancy?

He even transformed himself into an undead... If Lingbo Tiansi loses his position, his own power will be lost as well!

"I first met Cyril because I was researching the art of amber condensation..."

Matthias mentioned it briefly and didn't continue.

At this point, the old lich changed the subject: "My original research allowed me to obtain a portion of the power of 'Condensed Amber'.

"When celestial beings and apostles descend into the mortal world, they become incredibly fragile, yet their souls still retain their divinity. However, if they are killed at this point, they will often be returned to the dream world... Therefore, if you want to keep the descended gods in the material world, sealing them is the best option.

"It sounds incredible, but the principle is very simple—far simpler than your imagined 'Heavenly Master Ritual'. You can imagine this as a glass of water mixed with wine. To purify the wine, you need to heat it until it evaporates... The divine soul is also 'lighter' than the soul of a mortal. Because it contains fewer impurities, it is easier to leave the body..."

The old lich said, letting Lily and Selene sit in the open jars on both sides of the instrument.

This huge machine looks like a giant bull's head.

The location where the two of them were standing was at the bottom of the two bull horns that were spiraling upwards.

The place where the King of the Wild Hunt is going to be is inside the cow's mouth.

Lily sat down from the chair with some trepidation.

When the door closed, she was surprised to find that she was not locked in a dark little room.

Although she was sitting on a chair, she felt like she was sitting in the center of a frozen lake.

The lake surface was broken into a thousand pieces, each piece was exactly the same shape as any other piece. They were like a mirror broken into a thousand pieces, reflecting its own image in overlapping layers.

Lily felt a strong sense of dizziness and sleepiness as she watched thousands of mirrors looking back at her. A strong suction came from those thousands of mirrors.

She felt as if she had passed out, and as if she were dreaming, her consciousness half in reality, half in a dream.

At this time, outside, the old lich's voice was still ringing:

"...People believe that glowing mirrors can capture a person's soul. This isn't wrong, but mirrors don't normally have such power. People believe this because those who transcend the path of beauty can often pass through mirrors with ease or seal the souls of others..."

The machines are humming away.

In those transparent jars, colorful liquids were shaking violently, mixing the contents together.

A strong emerald green scent permeated the air.

"Is this... the power of the Path of Beauty?"

Aleister felt her consciousness was a little blurry. She felt a sense of weightlessness and a colorful hallucination. It made her feel as if she had returned to the fairy kingdom. "Fairy magic?!"

The use of fairy magic requires the caster to still have a childlike heart!

Once children grow up and no longer believe in fairies, fairy tales, and miracles, they will lose the right to use fairy magic forever.

——Because if all the children in the world lose their innocence, the "fairy" race will no longer exist.

"He is indeed well-informed."

The old lich did not reject it, but agreed.

"The profession most adept at sealing souls is the 'Mystic Painter,' who ascends to the Path of Beauty while also joining the Path of Dusk. They can often capture a person's soul by painting their portrait, creating a statue, or even taking a photo with a camera.

"And if you cleverly utilize this ability and use fairy magic to filter souls... you can absorb the 'lighter souls'. I've made a thousand of these mirrors. When the combined souls of either lady are heavier than the other, I'll absorb her excess soul, repeating the cycle... The power of balance will protect their souls. Then, through a cyclical ritual, I'll retrieve the heavier soul, and I'll replenish it from my dreams...

"For those 'lighter souls,' they must be solidified and deposited using the Amber Condensation Technique. Even if they are sealed and put into a deep sleep, only sufficiently powerful undead can contain these residual souls—because they are undead, they are not controlled by these divine wills, and the Will of Dusk can keep them frozen, preventing them from being awakened by the strong impulses of the Tao.

"I once used a fifth-level undead spirit to seal an apostle. At that time, I concluded that a sixth-level undead spirit would be necessary to seal the Celestial Master.

"If the undead were made into an amber container, it could become the source of its own power. This also perfectly fits the concept of 'spiritual amber'—something that envelops the twilight of life..."

As the old lich spoke, the King of the Wild Hunt, who was standing quietly at the center of the ceremony, saw wisps of gray smoke spreading towards him.

Aleister was shocked——

Although the old lich sounds simple and easy to understand, but when it comes to actual operation, it is a complex operation that includes rituals, fairy spells, soul-stealing, necromancy, soul repair, amber craftsmanship, and alchemy!

The first chapter of 3,500 words, asking for votes at the beginning of the month!

I'll have a meal and write the second chapter, it should be before two o'clock!

(End of this chapter)