Danitz was choked and speechless. He stepped aside unhappily and watched Gehrman Sparrow light the candle, burn the powder, and drip the pure dew.

After smelling the wafting scent, he couldn't help but raise his voice and said:

“Did you use the wrong material?”

He remembered that the rebels did not use things like "full moon essential oil", deep sleeping flowers, and chamomile when they worshipped the "sea god".

It's not like I'm praying to the goddess of night!

Klein glanced at him sideways, then turned his gaze back to the altar:

"no problem."

As a professional who often offers sacrifices and is sacrificed, he knows very well that burning hydrosols, essential oils, and herbal powders have two main purposes. One is to help the ritual host better adjust his spirituality and get into the state. The other is to please the corresponding gods, curry favor with the object of sacrifice, and increase the probability of a response from the other party. In this regard, each god has his own favorite things.

This sacrifice mainly depends on two points: Kalvetuva's mental disorder, his complete madness, and his thirst for the breath of gray fog. Both are indispensable, and the rest is not important.

As long as the above two conditions are met, whether the guest is pleased or not will not affect the holding of the ceremony. It will neither increase the success rate nor increase the possibility of failure, so it can be handled perfunctorily.

If Kalvetuwa still has his sanity, even if I strictly follow the requirements of the ritual, do you think it will respond to me? Klein muttered to himself, stepped back half a step, and prepared to start the most critical step.

He thought about it, without turning his head, and said directly:

"Stay away."

Me? Danitz was not angry but happy, and nodded quickly:

“Okay, okay!”

He ran to the door of the warehouse, intending to escape immediately if anything went wrong.

Klein half-closed his eyes and meditated on the countless overlapping balls of light, quickly entering a state.

He chanted in a low voice in Elvish:

"The patron of the sea and the spirit world, the protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, the ruler of the creatures on the seabed, the master of tsunamis and storms, the great Kalvetuva.

“Your faithful servant begs for your gaze;

“I pray that you will accept his offering;

“Please open the gates of your kingdom.”

As those difficult and awkward words were uttered one after another, the wind inside the spiritual wall gradually grew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to be overturned.

Klein's clothes fluttered as he took out another small metal bottle that he had prepared long ago and poured about 5 milliliters of the remaining Thousand Faced Hunter's blood into the air.

This is extremely spiritual material!

The strong wind sucked away the drops of blood and whistled into the candlelight that symbolized the "God of the Sea" Kalvetuwa.

Silently, the candle flame expanded and turned into an illusory door. The surface of the door was covered with symbolic symbols and magical signs, and the sound of splashing sea water could be faintly heard from inside.

Suddenly, all the noise disappeared, and only a gasp echoed through the illusory gate, as if there was a huge monster behind it that was struggling to suppress its hunger.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

The huge panting sound became more and more obvious and clearer, and Danitz, who was standing at the door of the warehouse, felt his scalp tingling when he heard it.

Bang!

The illusory door suddenly opened, and a hurricane whose shape could almost be seen rushed out.

Amidst the sharp whulla sound, Danitz felt the invisible spiritual wall shatter, and found himself being thrown directly into the air, like a small boat in a storm, slamming hard into the door, making a dull thud.

He fell outside the warehouse, with many scratches on his back from the splinters.

The red fireball that he instinctively condensed in his hand dimmed instantly in the storm and quickly went out, like a candle that was nearly burning out.

While he was flying in the air, he saw a hideous mouth like a bloody basin appear behind the open virtual door. It showed its slightly curved milky white fangs that were longer than a human arm. It rammed the virtual door frantically, trying to enter the real world directly. The beast-like howling sound first echoed back into the warehouse, shaking Danitz's ears and nose to bleed.

Klein also flew up in the hurricane, and his sight was immediately occupied by a bloody, forked, huge core that burst out with zigzagging lightning.

His body suddenly turned black and stiffened in the air. The snake core pierced through him and he turned into ashes after the paper burned.

Klein's figure appeared on the other side. His hat had fallen off, his clothes were messy, and he looked quite disheveled.

Fortunately, he knew something would go wrong and that there would be danger, so he remained highly alert and did not let his guard down, and used the paper man substitute in time.

At this time, Kavituwa, who was behind the illusory door that did not shake at all, finally realized that the crazy impact was ineffective and stopped.

It took a deep breath, causing the azure blue water to rush in from all directions, collapsing into a vortex deep in its throat that emitted a terrifying suction force, a vortex that could swallow a cargo ship!

The iron cigarette box on the altar flew up and fell into the vortex.

The small cauldron containing the herbal ashes flew up and fell into the vortex.

A lot of debris and dirt in the warehouse flew up and fell into the vortex.

Klein also flew up, and was irresistibly thrown into the vortex!

He tried to snap his fingers, ignite the fire, and jump out of the vortex's range, but his plan was ruined by the hurricane accompanied by the suction.

His figure suddenly became thinner and turned into a paper man.

As the paper man fell into the vortex, Klein emerged in another location and flew into the air again, unable to escape the terrifying suction!

At the critical moment, he no longer hesitated and made the "black glove" on his left palm turn pale and stained with a little dark green.

He activated the "Creeping Hunger" and directly drove the soul of "Iron" Maiviti!

Klein's body suddenly became heavy, and then he pushed his left palm forward.

A not-too-thick ice wall solidified in front of him, temporarily isolating him from the whirlpool of "Poseidon".

Taking this opportunity, Klein landed, stomped his feet heavily, and sank into the ground.

Crack!

The ice wall lasted only a second before it was torn into pieces by the powerful suction force and flew into the throat of the giant sea snake.

Klein relied on the zombies' strength and used his feet to stabilize his body. He stopped flying, but he still slid uncontrollably towards the illusory door and towards Kalvetua's bloody mouth, leaving two deep grooves on the ground.

Danitz outside the warehouse was not affected much by the vortex's suction. He wanted to condense a fireball and smash it to the side to make Gehrman Sparrow jump out, but he was blown away again and again by the raging hurricane.

Klein was getting closer and closer to the illusory door. The stench of blood and decay filled his nose, and before his eyes were milky white fangs that were stained and exuded a chill.

His thoughts raced, and he quickly came up with a solution.

The method is very simple, just throw out the "All-Black Eye" from the "Master of Secret Dolls" Rosago!

Since you, Kalvetuwa, created a whirlpool of seawater and wanted to devour everything, I will let you take another bottle of "magic potion" without any auxiliary materials, and give you the mental pollution of the "True Creator"! In this way, I don't believe that you can hold on when you are about to collapse! Klein gritted his teeth and reached into his pocket.

Perhaps it sensed his sinister intentions instinctively, or perhaps the crazy Kalvetuwa lacked patience. At this moment, it suddenly raised its head and let out a long hiss, causing the vortex of sea water in its throat to collapse and disintegrate, turning into countless water droplets that sprayed out of the illusory door.

Crash!

Heavy rain fell in the warehouse, and a silver-white, dazzling ball of lightning entangled with countless electric lights condensed in Kavitua's throat.

With a bang, it spat out the thunder ball.

In the "rainstorm", the silver-white thunder balls turned into eye-catching lightning, which expanded outward rapidly, destroying the simple altar and occupying the entire warehouse.

Zizzz, zizzz, in the sea of ​​thunder and lightning, Klein's figure kept appearing, then kept burning black and turning into confetti. Danitz outside the warehouse was also affected. His hair stood up and his body trembled as if in convulsion.

After using up several "paper substitutes" in a row, Klein, who was almost at his limit, finally waited for the lightning to subside.

The illusory door was affected by the complete destruction of the ritual and closed quickly and unstoppably.

Bang!

The unwilling screams of "Sea God" Kalvetuwa were isolated outside the door.

In an instant, the illusory gate completely disappeared, and the surroundings were in a mess. There was only one candle left on the altar, flickering weakly.

Bang! Danitz leaned forward against the warehouse wall and barely stood at the door.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't stop twitching, and could only express his frustration with his eyes:

Gehrman Sparrow is really a madman!

When I was in Bansy Harbor, I could still recall the horror I felt, and it gave me nightmares... When I was selecting the products of the rebels before, I was cursed by the "sea god". I was so scared that I almost ran away... This time, what kind of sacrifice did he make? He almost summoned Kalvetuwa. It was really dangerous just now... He, why does he love adventures and making big things? He seeks excitement on the edge of death again and again! Is this a manifestation of his madness, or the reason?

Kalvetuwa, the "God of the Sea", is still very strong. Even though he is on the verge of death, and even though he can only reveal a portion of his strength through the "Sacrificial Door", he almost defeated me easily... He is indeed a demigod who can compete with the "Sea King"... Klein pulled his feet out of the ground and saw that his leather boots were already torn.

At the same time, he discovered that whether it was luck or inevitability, in any sense, Kalvetuwa had accepted his "sacrifice", because the huge sea serpent swallowed up the iron cigarette box stained with gray mist and many other things when it created the whirlpool.

In other words, I can try to locate its hiding place in the spirit world, but I have to wait until it dies and no longer interferes with or resists my divination... This search requires entering the spirit world, and I can't always use the gray fog... Klein just exhaled quietly, and he felt an indescribable madness and hunger emanating from the glove on his left palm. It seemed that if it couldn't wait for food, it would devour the wearer.

There are no sinners nearby... Klein turned his head to look at Danitz at the door.

Danitz's mind suddenly tensed up, and he felt that he was being targeted by a monster and was about to become its food.

The hunger on the spiritual level oppressed him so much that he trembled slightly and wanted to turn around and run away immediately.

Then, he heard Gehrman Sparrow's indifferent voice:

"Close the door from the outside."

“…Okay!” Danitz endured the residual pain from the electric shock and pulled the door panel back, barely blocking the hole.

Klein seized the opportunity to hold a sacrificial ceremony, praying to himself and responding to himself, and threw the "Creeping Hunger" that was about to get out of control onto the gray fog.

This magical object that frightened Danitz so much that he dared not resist immediately became obedient, gentle and docile.

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