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The Sacrament of the Anointing of the Sick, also known as the Sacrament of the Anointing of the Sick, is one of the seven sacraments of the Catholic and Eastern Orthodox Churches. Its core meaning is to provide spiritual healing and end-of-life care for believers who are seriously ill or critically ill.

It has virtually nothing to do with Protestantism.

However, since Wayne wanted to perform the final bondage ritual, the three people in front of him naturally wouldn't object.

After all, they don't understand this stuff.

In their view, it should simply be a funeral for the dead poisoned infant.

Old Will was now completely obedient to Wayne. He quickly followed Wayne's instructions, jumped into the sewage, and dragged out the half-skeletal corpse.

Together with David, they retrieved a number of skeletons from the water and used shovels and plastic buckets to dig up some jelly-like slimes.

They were then piled up on the shore according to Wayne's instructions.

At the bottom was a layer of corpse oil slime, then several layers of bones, and finally the corpse was placed on top.

The dead poisoned infant was placed on top of the corpse, as if it were placed on a high platform.

While everyone was making the arrangements, Wayne quietly took out the Voodoo Spirit Bone from Old John from his spatial backpack and placed it on the altar in order.

You have prepared the sacred altar; the ceremony can be held at any time.

Everything is ready, and the ceremony to give birth to the Holy Witch's blood can be held at any time.

What exactly should this witch doctor's dance and the incantation to be recited be?

Wayne frowned.

Compared to the previous ones, which were easy to understand at a glance, such as paving the ground with magic crystals or building altars with spirit bones, this witch doctor's dance and related incantations were completely uninformed.

It looks like I'll just have to figure it out myself and try to make it work out by myself.

I just don't know if it will be effective.

However, one thing that can be confirmed now is that corpses that have been dead for a long time will not trigger the skill to pick up; obviously only those that have recently died can.

This was somewhat disappointing for Wayne.

Otherwise, it would be much faster to just find a cemetery, dig up a grave, and collect the skill.

At worst, you can go to those companies that sell human skeletons and touch the bones.

Just as Wayne was about to begin the ceremony, a series of footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Old Will, who had just left, returned, followed by a dozen or so homeless men.

Some of the homeless men looked puzzled, some seemed agitated, and a few looked at Wayne with disdain.

Old Will said excitedly:

"Sir, please forgive my recklessness. I have called all my friends in the neighborhood so that everyone can witness this sacred moment and bid farewell to this poor baby together... God bless."

Wayne nodded slightly, showing no objection.

If they want to watch it, then let them watch it; they won't understand it anyway.

Although some of the homeless people living in the sewers started whispering and making noise after seeing the strange altar Wayne had set up, they were used to seeing all sorts of strange things in the sewers, and some of them even practiced heterodox religions, so they weren't really surprised.

Wayne completely ignored what these people thought, walked into the altar, stepped on the scattered bones, looked at the corpse of the poisonous infant, and began to perform strange dance steps while chanting.

As a homebody in his past life, he couldn't dance at all, except for one dance:

Radio calisthenics!

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were known for their morality, while the Xia, Shang, and Zhou dynasties were known for their achievements and fame."

The seven powerful states and five hegemons fought during the Spring and Autumn Period.

The rise and fall of the Qin and Han dynasties were both handled by him.

A few lines of names in the annals of history, countless desolate mounds in the Northern Mang Mountains.

The land of our ancestors will be reaped by future generations.

What talk of a fierce battle between dragons and tigers?

What Wayne was reciting was Yang Shen's "Xijiangyue: The Morality of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors" from the Ming Dynasty.

He recited very quickly, his voice low and indistinct, accompanied by scattered calisthenics movements, which surprisingly seemed quite fitting on this altar of bones in the sewers.

These strange movements and vague prayers, as observed by the crowd below, took on an air of endless mystery.

Even many homeless people who had previously looked down on them became solemn at this moment, standing up straight and not daring to show any disrespect.

After the entire poem was recited and most of the radio calisthenics were done, the altar in front of them still remained completely still.

Wayne felt helpless.

Are these dances and spells completely ineffective?

Isn't radio calisthenics considered dance?

I really don't know anything else. In my past life, besides going to work and handling cases, I just liked staying at home. Am I supposed to learn some kind of homebody dance?

The body's former owner did know some robotic dance, but performing it in this place completely exposed him to everyone present.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the infant's forehead, feeling a pang of regret.

The moment he touched the poisonous infant, the altar in front of him suddenly emitted a soft white light!

Immediately afterwards, Wayne could feel a strange power flowing from the slime, spirit bone, evil corpse, and poison infant into the palm of his hand that was touching the poison infant!

In that instant, he could feel the tip of his index finger become incredibly hot, as if a drop of lava had appeared in it.

Blood of the Holy Witch!

The instant the Holy Witch's blood successfully solidified, a visible ripple of light emanated from his fingertip and spread in all directions.

The first to be affected were the onlookers!

The people enveloped in the ripples of light felt an unprecedented sense of comfort, as if they were soaking in a bathtub taking a hot bath.

They had lived in the dark and damp sewers for a long time and suffered from arthritis and other ailments, feeling as if they were perpetually frozen.

Enveloped by the ripples of light, they felt their discomfort rapidly dissipate, and a warm current surged through their limbs and bones.

Several homeless men couldn't help but let out comfortable groans.

Even some homeless people who usually like to use enhancers have become unusually clear-headed at this moment, their dull and bewildered eyes have become clear.

[You have condensed the first drop of Holy Witch's Blood, Experience Points +10]

Your basic witch doctor skills have been improved (Specialization 7% + 3%).

Looking at the prompt before him and feeling the warmth at the tip of his index finger that seemed to melt even the hardest ice, Wayne nodded slightly.

He then gently touched the infant's forehead and sighed.

Rest in peace, my child.

Unfortunately, this land where evil flowers bloom brings you only endless suffering.

I will avenge your innocent life.

I will destroy this evil demonic dungeon.

I will unleash the wrath of divine punishment.

I will bring the final judgment.

He then put the poisoned infant's body into his spatial backpack.

This scene immediately drew another gasp from the crowd.

To the onlookers, the poisonous infant vanished immediately after the ripples of light appeared.

"The Gates of Heaven! It must be the Gates of Heaven!"

"My God, that poor child has been sent to heaven by the saints!"

"God help me, I actually witnessed a miracle..."

"Waaah, this is...this is the Lord's calling, this is God's gift..."

"No wonder all my pain vanished instantly just from being touched by that light..."

"Thank God! Thank you for sending the shepherd! Please forgive and guide us!"

After someone first cried out for the gates of heaven, everyone suddenly realized what had happened.

Praying for the dead instantly opens a halo of light, making even the corpse disappear—isn't that the gate to heaven?

Needless to say, the deceased was a newborn baby, whose soul was the purest and most suitable for going to heaven.

Having figured this out, even the homeless men who had initially scoffed at Wayne and were ready to laugh at him burst into tears, knelt down on the spot, and begged Wayne for forgiveness.

"Shepherd, please forgive my arrogance and rudeness. I never imagined I would witness such a miracle..."

"I confess to you that my eyes must be blind to ignore the Lord's blessings..."

When they came to the point of pain, they all crawled forward on their knees to Wayne's feet and kissed the backs of his feet.

Mike and David, standing to the side, were both stunned. They suddenly realized that they didn't seem to recognize their bro anymore.

Aren't you a voodoo medium?

Didn't we agree it was all fake?! ???

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