Mystery: The Last Shepherd.

Chapter 85 Praying to the Hidden Sage

Without warning, the Chanis Gate opened, and a clump of black threads, like hair or seaweed, surged out from behind it, spreading silently and peacefully toward Lu Ze.

Is this... the sealing power behind the Chanis Gate?

As Lu Ze looked at the black threads, images from before naturally flooded his mind—these threads quietly filled the world behind the door, suppressing those dangerous sealed objects, but he didn't know what their source was.

In the blink of an eye, these threads arrived in front of him at an astonishing speed.

not good!

Lu Ze was startled. If even a sealing artifact could be suppressed, these threads must be extremely dangerous, especially since it was nighttime!

He was about to retreat when a quiet, hidden aura surged towards him, instantly slowing his movements. He watched helplessly as the threads completely enveloped his head...

Is this the end?

Lu Ze thought blankly.

He stood there, stunned, countless images from his past and present lives flashing through his mind, finally settling on Cecilia's bright smiling face.

I wonder if Ms. M will let her off the hook...

Lu Ze closed his eyes regretfully.

One second.

Two seconds.

Lu Ze suddenly realized what was happening.

Wait, it seems like everything's alright?

He opened his eyes, and saw black threads tangled around his head, like a strangely shaped hood. The threads moved silently.

It releases a quiet and silent power; something has changed imperceptibly.

Guided by his spiritual connection, Lu Ze subconsciously looked to the side of his face. To his surprise, he discovered that the red aura that had been binding him was now suppressed by black threads, no longer dissipating but condensing into a clump. His eyes were dull and lifeless, wrapped layer upon layer of threads, and his ear had shrunk back, its canal filled with threads.

Lu Ze stared wide-eyed at the scene.

This, this is...

Could it be that these threads have shut down Ms. M's senses?

And since I didn't explode, it means Ms. M didn't even notice!?

Lu Ze was shocked for a moment, then suddenly realized his situation—he had briefly escaped Ms. M's surveillance. Regardless of the principle, purpose, or consequences of that black line, at least for this moment, he had truly escaped Ms. M's monitoring!

Something has to be done!

His mind was immediately filled with the thought that this was a golden opportunity, and he would definitely regret it if he didn't seize it.

What should we do? Should we contact the team leader?

No, the captain has already left for the day. Calling the teammates upstairs with the electric bell to tell them the truth won't work either, because the bell is too far away; the wire can't reach it.

Should I write to Azik?

No, the contact information is with Klein. He can't even send letters, and he doesn't have paper or pen.

What should he do?

Lu Ze was anxiously thinking quickly.

They can only stay where they are; the only things they can do, and possibly things to retaliate against Ms. M, are...

Suddenly, Lu Ze had a flash of inspiration.

He had almost forgotten that he had been a cryptic prayer master for quite some time. If he was particularly skilled at anything, wasn't it praying to great beings like gods?

Pray to the great beings, for perhaps one of them will bestow a gift, granting the ability to restrain Ms. M!

With this in mind, he didn't hesitate to take out candles, herbs, a ritual dagger, and other items from his pocket. He began quickly setting up the altar.

He methodically carried out all the preparations. He didn't know how long the Chanis Gate would remain open, so he had to hurry and complete the ceremony as quickly as possible.

Although the black threads somewhat obstructed his vision, he quickly prepared everything.

Lu Ze originally intended to create a spiritual wall using a silver dagger, but ultimately abandoned the idea considering that the wall might block the effect of the black threads.

He simply lit two candles, sprinkled them with herbs and essential oils, and then, trying to appear devout, chanted the name of the goddess of night in Hermes:

"The goddess of the night, more sublime than the stars, more eternal than eternity."

Having learned from his previous experience, Lu Ze no longer prayed to the true Creator when it came to matters concerning Ms. M.

"You are the Crimson Lord, you are the Secret Mother."

Lu Ze's reason for praying to the Goddess of Night was simple: this was the underground of the Blackthorn Security Company, the headquarters of the Night Watchers in Tingen. Moreover, the threads from behind the Chanis door had suddenly helped him control Ms. M's surveillance; no matter how you looked at it, it was the Goddess of Night who was helping him.

Given this, what reason would he have not to pray to the goddess of the night?

"You are the Queen of Calamity, the Lord of Rest and Silence!"

A hidden and tranquil power gathered in the darkness, and Luze could feel the goddess's influence descending. With excitement, he continued chanting the incantation:

I pray to you;

"I pray that you will grant me the power to change the current situation;"

"Grant me the power to save your innocent believers, the power to subdue the evil enemy..."

Lu Ze prayed to the goddess for a way to save his sister and defeat Ms. M. He dared not utter such a prayer under Ms. M's watchful eye. According to the ritual's procedure, the goddess was supposed to grant him divine revelation at this moment. So, he waited expectantly.

However, nothing happened.

Lu Ze looked up, somewhat puzzled.

There was nothing wrong with the ritual, and the goddess's power truly descended, but she just looked at Luze and did not respond to Luze's prayers.

Why?

Lu Ze stared blankly as the candle flame went out on its own in the absence of wind, signifying that the goddess had departed.

What is this? Giving me hope, but offering no further help?

Is it because I am not devout enough?

Or is it...?

In Lu Ze's heart, there was actually another understanding.

Perhaps the goddess is simply a shrewd investor who, after identifying promising individuals, is willing to offer them assistance. However, this assistance is limited; you must prove your worth and demonstrate your potential for advancement before further cooperation becomes possible.

At this moment, Lu Ze suddenly realized once again the most important rule in the Secret Prayer Man's role-playing guide he had summarized—they are not merciful.

As the black lines in front of him gradually thinned, Lu Ze realized that he didn't have much time left.

What should we do to let this precious opportunity go to waste?

He stood silently in place for a moment, then gritted his teeth, raised the silver dagger, and pressed it against the back of his hand. Then…

Without hesitation, he cut open the skin on the back of his hand, and amidst the flowing blood, he painstakingly carved an eye pattern without eyelashes onto it.

Screw it, let's go for it!

Luze closed his eyes and, in the more effective and dangerous ancient Hermes language, recited aloud:

"The embodiment of spirit and number,

The origin of all knowledge

A reclusive sage in the wilderness...

He prayed to the hidden sage for strength!

Indeed, since the Goddess of Night is only willing to offer a little help, the rest is up to oneself. The only great being Luze can pray to, whose name he knows and whose mystery is sufficiently high, is the Hidden Sage.

Although he had committed some blasphemous acts because of Old Neil, as far as Luze knew, this malevolent being didn't care about such things; his only desire was to spread knowledge to his followers.

As Lu Zesong finished reciting the name of the Hidden Sage, a mysterious power suddenly descended.