Chapter 52 Receive the Lord’s Gift! (Please read on!)
Granny Nada is very old now.
She had long felt that she did not have much time left and no longer dared to pray for anything for the future. She just hoped that her sons could live a good life.
Among Grandma Nada's three sons, only the eldest son, Moore, is the most intelligent and brave. The other two sons are useless guys, and the old woman knows this deep in her heart.
She had been wondering whether to let the children join Morning Light.
The Lost Lord believed in by the Fisher family is undoubtedly a great god, but believing in a heretical god is a capital crime, and the six major orthodox churches all hate it.
It's really ridiculous. The Church of Reforging was once a heretical sect, but now the God of Reforging has become one of the so-called righteous gods. From then on, she understood that there is no essential difference between righteous gods and evil gods.
God is God, and the so-called good and evil are just concepts forcibly attributed by ordinary people.
It is now the rainy season, and the heavy rain outside has been falling continuously. The elderly grandmother Nada, led by the servants of the Fischer family, calmly came to the Fischer family in the night.
She came into the hall and saw Lady Irene with her back to her, and the servant bowed and turned away.
Granny Nada could no longer straighten her back and asked devoutly:
"Dear Ms. Irene, I am Nada. Did you ask me to come here?"
Granny Nada originally wanted to call Irene "Priest", but Irene said it was better not to call her that in person, because the search for pagans in the eastern part of the continent has become stricter in recent years.
In particular, important believers of the Church of Redemption often gathered in the four eastern countries in increasing numbers, as if they were looking for something.
Irene did not look at Granny Nada, but a cold, calm, yet extremely seductive voice came from her.
“He said that there should be happiness and disaster in the world, so He created the joy and anger of mortals in the world.”
“People are always sinking, struggling painfully in the chaos like wild animals, experiencing joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and despair of life and death.”
She paused for a moment before staring straight ahead and continuing seriously.
“Only those who have been blessed by Him can be given the opportunity to transcend suffering.”
Grandma Nada's eyes gradually widened, and she felt that something extraordinary was going to happen tonight.
Irene slowly turned around, her delicate face appeared extremely blurry in the shadows, and the ethereal and mysterious feeling was awe-inspiring.
She continued, her voice was soft but her words were heavy enough to be suffocating.
"Nada, are you willing to accept His gift and become someone who has the opportunity to transcend suffering?"
Granny Nada could understand what the hint was. Irene had hinted at it before. If she continued to contribute to the great Lord of the Lost, she would have the opportunity to gain extraordinary powers.
The desire that had been suppressed deep in my heart for a long time, which I had in the past but gradually forgot, to the point that I dare not even fantasize about it now that I am old, is gradually surging up.
She felt as if she had suddenly become dozens of years younger. An extremely happy smile appeared on her old, wrinkled face, and her aged body began to tremble slightly.
"I am willing! Master Priest, I am willing to make further contributions to the great Him!"
After hearing this, Irene was silent for a moment. Granny Nada immediately realized what she meant and promised, "If I can obtain a gift, I am willing to offer more worldly things, Master Priest."
After hearing this, she finally smiled.
Not long ago, Byrne took out most of the family's money to buy various things. Irene said nothing on the surface, but she was bleeding like crazy deep down in her heart.
Since Granny Nada is now to obtain extraordinary sequence power, it is naturally impossible for her to obtain the qualification for nothing, and the more funds the Fisher family has, the better.
Irene really loves money, but there is nothing she can do about it because she was really short of money when she was a child.
The time of ash is coming.
That is the zero o'clock of every day.
In the basement filled with candles, Byrne was ready to go to the spirit world.
A circle representing dreams was drawn on the ground with white chalk, and outside the circle was sprinkled with white fish scale powder as a symbol of maintaining the stability of the road. The outermost circle was seven mysterious symbols drawn with black powder, which meant the coordinates in the spiritual world to ensure that they would not go directly into too dangerous areas.
On the table not far away, three bottles of dark blue potion for entering deep sleep had been prepared.
He saw Irene going down to the basement and asked:
"I have never heard of the so-called Hour of Ashes or the name of the Lord of Ashes. Is it correct that the time is set to zero hour?"
"Don't worry, Byrne. The mysterious knowledge in my mind cannot be wrong. That knowledge comes from the great Lord of the Lost."
Irene nodded. She had never told others in detail about the knowledge about the Otherworldly Gods. It was definitely not a good thing for mortals to know too much about them.
Those are great beings that exist outside the world of Krad, and even the righteous gods are extremely wary of them. There are a total of twenty-seven of them, and each of them possesses great power that mortals cannot imagine or understand.
Lord of Ashes.
He is also an otherworldly God.
The source of endless disasters, the hater of the white mist, the lord of ashes who annihilates the stars, represents the most primitive chaos and distortion in the endless universe.
When the great Lord of the Lost needed the Fisher family to sacrifice their lifespans, and needed someone to carry the dangerous knowledge, Irene felt deep down that she was the only one who needed to make the sacrifice.
They just had to step over their own dead bodies to move forward.
"Now that everything is ready, I will go call Granny Nada down, and then we will get started."
Irene nodded and returned to the hall to call down Grandma Nada.
She was trembling slightly. It was her first time in the Fisher family's most secret basement, and her face was full of curiosity and astonishment.
Irene knelt calmly before the holy object and said, “Kneel down and remember that you must not look directly at His greatness.”
The three of them knelt down in front of the transparent bottle. Granny Nada forced herself to not look directly at the holy object. She only felt that everything around her suddenly turned black and white, as if everything in the world was about to be destroyed and come to an end.
He!
Could it be here?
Before Granny Nada, who was trembling with fear and pale face, could react, she heard Irene calmly bring out the dark blue dream potion and say:
"Drink it, and we will take you to the spirit world and perform the ceremony of passing through the Gate of Shadows."
"Nada, only after completing the ceremony, you will be qualified to receive the great Lord of the Dawn, who is also the gift of the Lord of the Lost."
Her words were full of temptation, mysterious and extremely fascinating. Nada took the dark blue dream potion without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.
"I, I feel so sleepy..."
Irene and Byrne looked at each other. They both knew that this journey was extremely important and that the spirit world was full of unpredictable dangers and opportunities.
If the Fisher family wants to go further, they must continue to venture into the spirit world. For example, if they want to activate the hidden bloodline in Darren, they must hold a ceremony in the spirit world.
Irene and Byrne placed Nada's unconscious body into the magic circle, and they drank the dream potion one after another and sat down.
Next to Byrne were three bottles of refreshing potion, one of which was a special potion made from a mixture of the wusheng flower, the bark of the drupewood tree, and the blood of the Fischer family, and cooled to freezing point.
The bottle of potion was dark red in appearance, and contained some deadly, dangerous, yet extremely tempting power.
It's midnight.
Many candles were extinguished one after another, and the three people sitting in the circle fell into a deep sleep, entering another world of dreams in the darkness.
(End of this chapter)
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