Chapter 649: Grow with Light, Get Pregnant with the Moon
Aiwass pushed open the unlocked door and followed the flow of magic in the room to find Lily kneeling in the bathtub.
There was a faint white mist in the bathroom, accompanied by rolling heat waves.
It was a ritual called the "Lightless Egg."
In order not to disturb Lily's ceremony, he did not go out directly.
Aiwass touched the emerald gem on his chest, and his entire aura vanished. His body became transparent in the blink of an eye—when he stepped into the bathroom, moonlight passed through him and directly onto Lily's back.
The broken glass fell to the floor beside the bathtub. Lily's white back was carved with intricate and ancient patterns.
A trickle of blood trickled down her back, staining the entire tub red. It felt as if there wasn't a single drop of water in the tub, just a surging sea of blood, like that seen during the New Moon Ritual. And it was emitting visible heat, the steam rising from it scorching Lily's skin.
The moonlight was like frost that froze everything, trying to cover the wounds and stop the blood from flowing further.
She was sobbing softly, making tiny, almost inaudible cries.
Her hands seemed to be washing something, trying to grasp it in front of her, but seemed unable to catch it.
Aiwass took two steps forward before he saw what it was.
He was suddenly startled.
——It was a "baby" about to be born from Lily's body. It didn't look like a human baby, but a bloody lump of flesh with a vaguely human shape.
Lily's hands didn't want to rinse anything or strangle it. Instead, they wanted to pull the baby out of her body.
Normally, this level of dystocia would probably result in the death of the baby.
However, the life force in Lily's body was continuously being absorbed by the baby - its blood-soaked body was rapidly growing skin and was growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strong feeling of powerlessness made Lily weak all over, and the baby was stuck in the middle of the journey.
If this continued, the "baby" would probably completely drain Lily's life force and crawl out of its withered skin.
Such an evil nature...yet with a strange divinity.
Is this the Egg-Moon Tantra?
After the new moon blooms fully, it withers and dies, transforming into a second new moon...
But Aiwass knew that he couldn't let Lily go on like this - this involved a secret ritual, so it was no wonder that she didn't want Sherlock to watch over her.
"...You should have told me something," Aiwass slowly emerged from the void, feeling somewhat helpless at Lily's stubbornness and silence. "If I had known earlier, I would have asked my sister to come over. Or maybe asked Madam Grace to come and watch... Do you need my help pulling it out?"
He was hesitant to treat Lily yet—the blessing might interfere with the ritual, and his healing ability was too strong, so he was afraid it might also heal the ritual array behind Lily. This might also interfere with the ritual and bring unnecessary danger to Lily.
Aiwass's sudden appearance did not scare Lily.
Perhaps she had sensed the appearance of Aiwass a long time ago, or perhaps she had known that Aiwass would come.
She weakly raised her head to glance at Aiwass, her body dripping with sweat. Her parched lips parted slightly, her tongue half hanging out, and her crimson pupils revealed a hint of silent longing.
This is... do you want some water?
No, that's not right—
Aiwass felt a familiar feeling in Lily's scarlet pupils.
...It was like the desire of the Shadow Demon.
Perhaps it was because Lily had once signed a contract with the Shadow Demon.
Lily's reaction now was exactly the same as the Shadow Demon's on the way back from Eagle Point Village—
...Is it a phantom demon?
Lily had previously mentioned wanting to drink Aiwass's blood during the ritual.
This might be helpful...
So, thinking this, Aiwass picked up the blood-stained ritual knife that Lily had dropped on the ground.
His right hand grasped the ceremonial knife directly - the blade pierced the skin, deep enough to see the bone, and blood dripped.
A strange, intoxicating aroma, like fruit wine, filled the bathroom, and even Aiwass himself was stunned for a moment.
He saw Lily's pupils become empty in an instant, and her body trembled and twitched violently.
Aiwass put his palm to Lily's mouth.
He looked at Lily with a motherly and gentle gaze and said softly, "Drink, drink...
"Drink my blood and do not sing or speak."
He murmured softly: "This is our secret, the mark of our sin..."
Aiwass's vitality is too strong now. The cut wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood dried up first.
So he simply turned his right hand over, palm facing up.
Aiwass picked up the ceremonial knife and stabbed it into his palm - then slowly pulled it upwards.
Blood splattered and flesh tore apart.
The bright red marks bloomed like a tree, spreading out diagonally upward wounds and lines.
The blood flowed down from above, turning into dewdrops and dripping down. It landed on the tip of Lily's nose and then dripped down into her mouth.
Lily quietly licked the blood dripping from Aiwass's middle finger, like a tender lamb.
Aiwass took a deep breath, infused his magical power into it, and recited the secret words passed down in the Shepherd's Tantra:
“I pray for the Eucharist…
“—This is kindness.”
As Aiwass chanted, the already bright red lines on Lily's body became even more enchanting.
The baby connected to Lily had its eyes open, looking at Aiwass with its strange dark golden pupils.
When Aiwass started the pastoral care method, she struggled hard and crawled out of Lily's body by herself.
After completely leaving her body, she began to grow rapidly - growing skin, growing hair, and growing against the wind.
She drank the blood in the bathtub in big gulps, and when she grew to the size of a little girl of seven or eight, she lay directly on top of Lily. Lily, on the other hand, remained silent with a blank look in her eyes.
Like a kitten vying for its mother's milk, she squeezed forward with her eyes open, making sharp meows as she devoured Aiwas's blood. Her pupils gradually began to elongate, becoming even more eerie.
Their umbilical cords were still connected, and life force was flowing back and forth through them.
She soon grew into a black-haired little girl of thirteen or fourteen, and Lily's blood-red eyes gradually faded and returned to their original gray.
The little girl's eyes turned into blood-red rectangular pupils.
But what made Aiwass a little uneasy was... those were not human pupils, nor were they animal-like vertical pupils.
——Those are the pupils of a lamb being shepherded.
"Master, I am..."
The little witch on the path of love murmured incoherently, speaking her first words in a tender voice: "I am... Selene.
"I am your lamb."
……Why?
etc……
Is there something wrong with the ceremony?
Or is this situation normal?
Looking at Lily who was still silent, Aiwass felt uneasy at the highest point.
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