"——Is this the Lord's voice?" An old man knelt on the ground.
On the wall was a painting of a devil's hand reaching out from a mirror, the emblem of the Demon Mother Goddess. People knelt down and prayed to the emblem, as devoutly as they did before every meal.
"Did I succeed? Is the Mother Goddess here?" Vaughn listened to the laughter excitedly.
“Haha, haha…”
The laughter grew louder and louder, full of demonic and evil nature. The Demon Mother Goddess controls mirrors, endings, sins and freedom, and is one of the earliest gods of Rovatha.
As the laughter grew louder, the lights in the hall went out and it fell into darkness. Su Mingan immediately wanted to grab Aini, but found that he couldn't touch anyone. He looked around, only the bottomless sticky black.
Black covers everything.
In the dark hall, only the podium was lit.
Xi Ting, who was standing on the high platform, glanced at Su Mingan with a smile.
Su Ming'an's heartbeat quickened, and he seemed to realize something.
“——!”
Xiting opened his arms.
Her bones glowed scarlet, and a bright red silk cloth was draped over her shoulders. As she opened her arms, her shadow flickered on the wall. Under the tall, white statue of the Mother Goddess, blood-red Lycoris radiata bloomed.
"——Lord! The Lord I believe in! You have chosen your messenger from among the three... No, sacrifice, I congratulate you on your coming!"
Hearing this, Fu En's face showed a bit of confusion. Before he could react, Xi Ting turned around and pierced his chest with the bone sword in his hand.
“……!”
Su Mingan walked forward, his whole body was as sticky as ink. Everyone in the audience was trapped in this darkness, unable to make any sound or touch each other.
He looked up at the top of the hall. The murals and the seven-color windows overlapped each other, forming a semicircular fortress, and at the highest point, a grayish-white figure was faintly visible.
His hair was as white as snow, and looked like long living white snakes. When He opened his eyes, people felt the piercing heat of the light, which stung their eyes and made them dare not look directly at Him.
The pressure from a huge mountain descended, and people fell to their knees in the sticky black ink, their eyes blurred, as if they were looking directly at something indescribable.
Then, as if they were contaminated, their faces turned pale, their pupils were colorless, and they shouted in unison:
…
——Lotasha, Lotasha, I look up to you and long for your love.
Your wisdom is infinite, and your vitality is everlasting.
When vitality spreads across the earth, flowing through the mountains and rivers, flowing through the flowers, plants and trees,
You give the rain that gives life to all things.
Praise, praise, praise, praise!
All nations should worship you, and all beings should sing praises to you. Your name transcends everything, and your grace is incomparable.
Angels kneel before your throne, stars shine before your gaze, and your kingdom has no end!
…
Who are they praising?
Who are they praising?
Everyone's face was filled with fanaticism, the light in their eyes had faded, as if their minds were being controlled.
Su Mingan raised his head and met a pair of green eyes.
——That’s it.
Goddess of Life, Lotasha O'Casey Sylvia.
He only gave a glance, and all beings fell to their knees in joy and awe.
Then, Su Mingan received another glance.
——That’s it.
The green-haired young man on the platform looked at Su Mingan gently.
His eyes were the same green color as Lotasha's.
"Si Que." Qi Jue opened and closed his lips, and the goddess of life floating above his head laughed. The two voices overlapped together, as if one person was speaking, with the immaturity of youth and the seductive magic of women.
With curved eyebrows and eyes, the whole body is full of vitality:
"I really like your insights about the goddess of life... and me, Si Que."
…
Xiting tapped his chin with his finger bones: "If you want to see the goddess of life, let's do it tonight."
"Isn't the Demon Mother Goddess's envoy selection tonight?" Su Mingan said.
"Shh..." Xi Ting seemed to be smiling, with her white finger bones standing in front of her mask: "Keep it a secret."】
…
"Have you already joined the God of the End of All Things?" Su Ming'an immediately looked at Xi Ting.
The emperor of the hell plane, Xiting, the lord of the undead.
It turns out that what she believed in was not the demon mother goddess Isabel, but the demonized goddess of life, Lotasha. Her successor ceremony was also a trap, and she was not trying to choose a divine messenger for Isabel at all.
——Instead, he chose a sacrifice for Lotasha.
The bright green flames in Xiting's eyes flickered as she walked down the stairs step by step, dragging a bright red silk cloth.
The ink dragged down Su Mingan's legs and feet, as if he was trapped in a swamp. He looked around, but he could not see either Aini or Tianyu in the darkness.
The hard bone joints pressed against his forehead. Xiting came closer and her cold breath sprayed on his eyelashes:
"...Join us, little magpie."
Her voice was as soft as the wind.
"...Liberate your nature and embrace yourself. You have been bound by responsibilities... for too long. Don't you want to know how free you will be if you leave everything behind?"
"Your back is as heavy as a mountain, kid. How old are you? There is such a long future waiting for you... As long as you nod, your age will not end at nineteen."
"Just a nod, and the God of the End of All Things... will come to liberate you."
Her knuckles circled his forehead and slid to the side of his face, like a knife that was about to stab but didn't.
Su Ming'an raised his arms. Under the pull of the darkness, his whole body felt heavy as if filled with lead, and was so stiff that he could hardly move.
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