Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 45: Does the God-level cheat require a paid activation?

The setup for the sacrificial ceremony was simple for Helmaenie, who was already Sequence Four.

As for the symbolic representation of the sacrificial object, Helmaenie planned to use the mysterious symbols corresponding to the "sun" or the "Hanged Man" that flickered in the huge light and shadow.

Offering sacrifices to that enormous light and shadow was not only an attempt to facilitate the flow of material resources between the dream world and the real world, but also an attempt to confirm whether that enormous light and shadow was responding to prayers and sacrifices.

Helmani quickly set up the altar and carved the corresponding symbols. She placed the original stone tablet of human language, which had acquired a certain spirituality after the successful creation of "human language", on the altar, intending to offer it as a sacrifice to the dream space.

She began to recite the name of the ancient sun god directly in the language of giants, but no one responded.

After a moment's hesitation, Hermaine tried using the name of God, which this time caused a disturbance in the Chaos Sea, but not in response to the sacrificial ritual.

"None of them work..." Helmaenie breathed a sigh of relief, but also gave a wry smile.

Amidst these complex emotions, she realized that whether it was the dream space or Ragu entering her dream, she was borrowing the power of the Chaos Sea and the things left behind within it.

These examples inspired her once again: "All I need to offer is a tiny leveraging force."

The catalyst...

With this in mind, Helmaene added the description "creator of human language" to the ancient sun god's name, and then she began the sacrifice again.

This time, Helmaenie heard faint, overlapping prayers in her ears, the same words she had spoken when she had just offered herself as a sacrifice.

This sacrificial ritual is feasible!

Hermaine immediately ascended into the dream realm to respond to the sacrifice from herself!

A phantom passage gradually solidified and stabilized under the power of the chaotic sea that Helmaenie had manipulated. Then, she saw the familiar and dear primordial stone tablet of human language appear intact in the dream space.

It can be done!

Hermaine's face lit up with joy, but then she froze as she saw the illusory passage suddenly collapse.

What happened? How could a mere stone slab with a slight spiritual quality have caused the passage to collapse?

Helmani checked back and forth and discovered that the spiritual materials used for the sacrifice in the real world had been exhausted...

Spiritual materials and extraordinary properties are two different things. The former is perishable, such as the blood of extraordinary beings, the roots and stems of exotic plants, etc.; while the latter will never diminish or be destroyed, but will only be transferred from one vessel to another.

"Sacrificing oneself requires consuming spiritual materials?!" Hermaine had been going through the entire process when placing the spiritual materials on the altar, and she never imagined that they would actually be consumed.

Hermaine then attempted to perform a sacrifice without any spiritual materials. Although she could hear faint, overlapping prayers, she was unable to establish a illusory channel.

After several attempts, Helmani determined that the dream space was absorbing this meager spirituality—the spirituality needed for each material to travel from the real world to the dream space was provided by these materials.

Moreover, items devoid of any spiritual essence cannot be brought from the real world into the dream world.

Her attempts to bring things from the dream world back to the real world all failed because the spiritual materials she had stored at home were insufficient to support a single "gifting" ritual.

To extract a Sequence 3 extraordinary characteristic from the Chaos Sea, the amount of spiritual materials required is simply enormous.

The spiritual materials were all collected bit by bit by the people of the tribe in the wilderness. Even if she was the first councilor of the tribe, she could not misappropriate them without cause. This is the foundation of the tribe's existence to this day.

Moreover, the tribe conducts extensive research and consumes a lot of spiritual materials, so the remaining stock may not be enough for her to obtain this extraordinary characteristic of Sequence Three.

Is God's legacy really that hard to obtain...?

Hermaine was dumbfounded—when the Far One was born, he directly carried the power of a dual-path True God to suppress the Dark Ages, but now she couldn't even afford a Sequence 3.

"What are you doing? Making such a racket!" Amanisis, waking from her afternoon nap, looked at Hermaine, who had left the study a complete mess, with a strange expression. "Are you tearing the house apart?"

"I'm not a husky..." Helmaenie muttered, sharing the opportunity and predicament she had just discovered with Amanisis.

"You can exchange spiritual materials for a Sequence 3 extraordinary trait?" Having fully understood the value of the "Dark" pathway, Amanisis was amazed. "You're complaining about something so good..."

Hermione was momentarily speechless, but then she realized she had been overthinking things. Where in the world could one find such a cheap way to exchange spiritual materials for high-sequence extraordinary properties?

It's definitely a good thing, but the key issue is that she's really poor...

God gave her a cheat code, but she didn't have the money to buy it...

Amanisis's lips curled slightly at this sight. With a wave of her hand, as if filling the air with layers of color, she piled up various spiritual materials like small mountains on the study floor, from low to high.

"Is that enough?" Amanisis asked with a faint smile. With another wave of her hand, the small mountain actually grew even higher!

...a rich woman.

The words echoed in Helmaenie's mind as she asked in surprise, "Where did you get so many materials?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Amanisis casually replied, "Some of them were hunted while on duty or on missions after I came to the tribe. But most of them were accumulated in the Demon Wolf Kingdom. Anyway, I have a secret space to store these things."

Having a collecting obsession is remarkable, having a secret space is remarkable.

Thinking about her dream space where she had to "pay" to activate the storage function, Helmeyne felt a stomachache.

Seeing Helmaenie's obvious attitude, Amanisis smiled and comforted her, "It's not that your dream space is wasting spiritual materials, it's that your sequence is too low and your own spirituality is insufficient."

What seemed like comforting words actually felt so hurtful. Hermione glanced at Amanisis, who was secretly smiling like a cat, her eyes drifting towards the mountain of spiritual materials, pondering how to take advantage of her.

But before she could speak, Amanisis said, "Take them all. I have more if you need more."

"So generous and kind?" Hermaine asked suspiciously.

Amanisis chuckled lightly, "What? Do you want me to beg you? Do you have that kind of fetish?"

Hearing this, Helmani actually imagined it for a moment. If some scenarios were added, it wouldn't be bad. It would be even better if their roles were reversed.

"You seem to be thinking about something dangerous," Amanisis said with a faint smile.

Sensing the slightly ambiguous tone in Amanisis's words, Hermaine changed the subject: "I was just thinking about the ritual steps for using this pile of spiritual materials all at once."

It's not that I'm not tempted, it's just...

Hermaine didn't want to be oppressed.

But as a mere Sequence Four, she was inevitably suppressed before a god...

(End of this chapter)