Chapter 912: The Tail Ring, Start! (Please give me double the monthly ticket)

Miss Sprengel had already placed all the materials needed for the ritual here, and now she could use them smoothly—

She and the other two took up brushes and began carving intricate ritual circles on the ground with honey. Then they sprinkled it with a mixture of rubies, amethysts, red spinels, copper powder, the ashes of ground skulls of intelligent creatures, and the ashes left by dead demons.

When the honey glued them to the ground, he used wind magic to blow the unfixed powder aside.

Then Miss Sprengel took out some dried snake meat that had been soaked in mead.

The snake flesh, as hard as bacon, had been coiled into rings, etched with blasphemous words in black runes—each snake's body was covered in exaggerated words praising depravity. The content was so explicit that it would not pass muster.

There were four such snake rings, and Ms. Marcia, Ms. Sprengel, and Dr. Levikühn stood in three of them, 120 degrees apart. Even Dr. Levikühn, who was in a wheelchair, managed to stand up and walk into his own ritual ring.

The final snake ring was cut into three sections with a ritual knife, staggered to the positions of the three people, like a three-sided, airtight wall. This completed the preparations for the Tail Ring.

After all, the outer ring ritual is the core of this ritual, while the inner ring ritual is merely a fire device - used to connect the "stronger gravity" ritual with the Fallen Angels.

In a sense, the effect of this inner circle ritual is roughly equivalent to pinning the Fallen Angel's belt to a rocket...

Miss Sprengel poured several barrels of mead soaked in venomous snakes onto Master Walter.

Then she raised her hand and ignited a feather of the Winged One.

The feather burned for an extremely long time, and the flame changed from red to a strange purple, and then to black.

Under Master Walter's terrified gaze, the feather burning with black flames floated up from her palm on its own and flew towards him like a butterfly.

"Um...wait...wuwu...I..."

His words became slurred.

Master Walter struggled hard, and two tears slowly welled up in his eyes.

And in his terrified and desperate eyes, the feather fell on him.

The honey wine was obviously just a low-alcohol wine, but at this moment it ignited like gasoline.

The pitch-black flames spread along with an astonishing stench, completely enveloping Master Walter in an instant!

Amidst the heart-wrenching roar, the pitch-black flames rose fiercely into a pillar of fire that reached the ceiling!

But the pillar of fire did not ignite the ceiling of the basement.

It condensed into a dark vortex at the top that looked like an abyss, and emitted a howling sound like ghosts and wolves howling.

Black flames began to spread across the ground, igniting traces of honey one by one. The shimmering purple-red powder now burned with pitch-black flames. The edges of the flames were an ominous, dark green.

When the entire magic circle was filled with black fire, a hurricane came roaring.

Accompanied by the shrill screams of ghosts and wolves, Miss Sprengel recited loudly, as if to drown out Master Walter's voice:

"As it is above, so it is below; in this way the miracle of Taiyi is accomplished—"

As she spoke, Master Walter's screams subsided in the blink of an eye, and the fire man burning with black fire stopped struggling and twitching.

His chest was collapsed - a bloody bull's head was roaring deafeningly, as if trying to struggle out of it.

——That was the Berserker that evolved from the Labyrinth Demon under the influence of the Rage Mark.

Compared to the pitch-black Labyrinth Demon, the bright red Berserker Demon is more in line with the concept of "rage".

Unlike Ms. Emma, ​​who indulged her desires and was therefore unable to seal the succubus within her, Master Walter strictly used the knowledge imparted by the Rose Tantra to suppress his own brand of rage, thereby putting his demonic incarnation into an eternal slumber.

However, this led him to fall into other sins... He was never free, and even until his death, he was unable to break free from the influence of the Fallen Angels. Ultimately, after his death, he was transformed into a new Berserker.

However, Miss Sprengel only gave the newly born Berserker a stern look, and the bull head was forcibly suppressed by the spells chanted in unison by Ms. Marasia and Dr. Leviqun.

Miss Sprengel was still chanting the secret words of the ritual in the "Tail Tantra":

"All things are originally Taiyi, and are created from Taiyi through differentiation!"

Miss Sprengel knew that it was the secret of the source river whose sacred number was "one".

The River of Creation - It is said that before it became love and beast, it was once a sun. It created all things just as the sun shines on the earth and radiates light, without compromising its own holiness and perfection.

That is the ancestral sun god, the master of the first source river, "Taiyi".

The miracle created by "All That Is" -

"The sun is the father, the moon is the mother, conceived by the wind, nurtured by the earth."

Miss Sprengel chanted the secret words she had received from the emerald stone tablet of the "Tail Tantra": "The source of all perfection in the world is here; its power is most complete on earth!"

As she chanted, faint hymns replaced the shrill screams like ghosts and wolves howling.

It was dusk now.

Purple light was lit up everywhere in the entire star.

On a certain wall on a certain street, a mind-bending purple light suddenly blossomed, and a purple "infinity" symbol appeared, causing people to exclaim in surprise.

Under the setting sun, the lake turned golden, and suddenly a purple glow bloomed at the bottom of the lake, and the light condensed into an "8" in the sky.

In a certain school classroom, the student on duty was sweeping the floor, when suddenly a vertical purple “8” appeared on the blackboard behind her, emitting an eerie light that caught her attention.

In the forest, in the valley, in the river, in the houses...

The outer ring ritual of the Tail Ring is, in a sense, simple.

This mark must be seen and noticed by someone, and the beholder cannot simultaneously see a mark elsewhere for it to be effective. Furthermore, this mark cannot be destroyed before the ritual is complete—even simply cutting a thin mark with a chisel or severing any part of the "Tail Ring" would be considered destroyed.

Such marks should not exceed three hundred and thirty-three in number.

The timer starts when the ceremony is officially activated——

If at the end of the ritual, at least eighty-eight brands are found and still exist, then the Tail Ring Ritual is established.

Miss Sprengel closed her eyes and felt herself connecting with one mark after another.

If someone were to use their energy vision to look down upon the entire star from directly above, they would see purple halos lit up and connected to each other, forming a constellation diagram, gradually converging into the shape of a bull's head.

That was the symbol of the Fallen Angels—the eyeless, four-horned golden bull.

In portraits and statues of the Fallen Angel, He always wears a strange helmet and is unwilling to show His true face.

The helmet is dark gold, has no eyes, and only the nose and lower portion are visible. Where horns should be, there are two intertwined spiral horns. From a distance, it appears to have two horns, but up close, it's clear it has four.

When his followers worshiped him, they would use the blood of their own people to smear the places where the "eyes" of the eyeless helmet should be, and draw a pair of eyes for it with blood.

——And so, the Fallen Angels “opened their eyes” and saw their prayers.

When Anna Sprengel closed her eyes and confirmed that the number of marks that had been confirmed and activated by her vision was far greater than one hundred, she began to chant: "Divide the earth from the fire, extract the essence from the rough, and proceed with caution—"

That is the miracle called "alchemy".

In the ancient and ignorant times, it was Huan Tiansi who pioneered the miracle of alchemy and opened the prelude to world civilization.

"—Ascending from the earth and descending from the sky, gaining the power above and below!"

As Anna Sprengel's voice fell, an extremely terrifying pressure emerged.

The originally dim yellow sky in the evening turned into a pure and dreamy purple under the contrast of the purple light on the ground.

The dark golden clouds in the sky sank and shrank into pitch-black whirlpools.

They looked like dark suns in the purple sky!

The sun was completely obscured and the moon did not rise.

Countless deep purple thunders descended upon the world, like a carving knife cutting the land of Xingti into piece after piece of territory.

The ejected rock layers turned into sharp blades, shooting back toward the sky from the spot where the lightning had cut, reaching a height of over a hundred meters.

Amidst the exclamations, Miss Sprengel loudly praised the reputation of Huantiansi:

"—This way you can gain the glory of the world and escape from darkness and ignorance!

“This is how the world was created, and this is how miracles can be achieved!

"I am the thrice-great Hermes, and I possess the truth of the three worlds!

"This is the Ring of Endless Success, the Endless Great Deed—"

As Miss Sprengel finished her recitation, the eighty-eight "Brands: Tail Rings" on the ground shone with brilliance at the same time.

Within the eighty-eight dark vortices in the sky, clusters of purple light lit up one after another. Then, one by one, they rose towards the sky and disappeared into the air.

But in the distance, invisible to human vision, they dimmed their brilliance, forming a star map that can only be seen at night.

When the star map was born, a large number of empty stars suddenly appeared in the sky!

——Those stars are the balanced walls arranged by the Sand Clock with the remains of the sun!

However, this purple star map gradually became blurred and covered the stars in the sky.

Although the positions of the stars covered by this star map are only slightly different, when they are combined, they form a completely distorted, brand new star map.

If you looked at the stars in the night sky from somewhere else—Avalon, for example—it would look no different than before.

But if an astrologer looked up at the sky during the astronomical period... they would easily discover that the positions of the stars in the sky had changed silently!

——The wall between the dream world and reality was cleverly melted open!

In an instant, the vast power from the dream world poured down!

The dark flames suddenly expanded and burst.

The figure of the Fallen Angel appeared among them!

He was now four meters tall, like a young giant.

His upper body was covered in pitch-black armor—the armor was matte, not like metal, but more like bone.

His body was incredibly strong, muscles brimming beneath his bronze skin. His hands weren't as slender as a human's, but had transformed into ferocious claws—but even so, they still had the ability to grip.

Her long, purplish-black hair was tied into thin strands, cascading down her back like fiber optic cables. She wore a dark-gold, eyeless bull-head mask, the corners of her mouth drooping in displeasure.

He raised his hand slightly, and his huge yet still slender right claw grabbed Miss Sprengel's shoulder!

The hooked finger of his thumb pressed against Miss Sprengel's neck.

With just a little force, he could cut Miss Sprengel's throat!

Yet Anna Sprengel showed no fear.

Instead, she looked at Fallen Angel with a smile, stretched out her hands and made a hug gesture in the air.

“…That’s enough.”

After a long moment, the Fallen Angel, staring at her, spoke in a deep voice, "I don't want to hear those words praising snakes anymore."

After leaving the dream world, his voice was no longer that overlapping, echoing sound. Instead, he spoke clearly and steadily, like a normal human being.

After saying that, he put Anna down.

He looked down at the other two, his lips curled up sarcastically: "Are these two... the sacrifices you tricked into giving?

"It seems that they are still suspicious of my appearance."

Upon realizing that the Fallen Angels had descended upon the material world—and not being at all surprised by the situation before them—Ms. Marasia and Dr. Leviqun realized something was amiss.

——They were deceived.

Or rather, they actually knew they were going to be deceived... After all, the content of this ceremony sounded too tempting, to the point that people had to doubt its authenticity.

However, as a transcendent, they cannot sit idly by and let themselves miss this opportunity.

When the feasibility of the ritual is verified, they must go here and gather. Just as the extraordinary people of the Path of Love cannot control their love that transcends the moral concepts of ordinary people, the extraordinary people of the Path of Dusk cannot resist the drowsiness from the depths of the path.

Now, they are relieved.

I was wondering where the trap was, and it turns out it's here...

——The hanging heart finally died.

"My dear master, if possible, it would be best not to kill them. They are all useful talents."

Miss Sprengel said calmly, "You reign supreme, so you must have subordinates, right? Demons may be able to slaughter a city-state, a race, or even an entire world, but they struggle to govern a nation. This is a common flaw among phantom demons. They are too deeply imbued with the power of the Tao. Unlike living humans... they are all complex."

Ms. Marasia and Dr. Leviqun immediately knelt on the ground and swore allegiance.

"Heh... okay."

Fallen Angel looked at the two people, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He raised his sharp claws and said lightly, "Then I will grant you mercy."

A magic circle with the characteristics of winged beings appeared in front of the claws.

The mark of sin was struck, and a radiant light shone—their bodies turned into demons and then changed back to human form amidst their howls.

At this moment, he waved his other hand in the air.

Under this starry sky, the boundary between reality and dreams in the corresponding realm is blurred.

At this moment, right above the Fallen Angels, purple portals opened in the sky.

The demon army is coming.

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