Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

Then, use a ritual dagger to pierce the back of the hand, cut a cross, mix the blood with bone powder, and pour it into the raven's mouth.

The ceremony was very expensive, but the object of the worship unexpectedly involved the "Creator," whom Tia had never encountered before.

“Creator, ouroboros—the seven are lost.”

The black-haired girl poured the blood and bone into the raven's mouth, and the dead raven immediately opened its eyes.

—Splash!

"The three still exist."

The raven raised its head high, then suddenly flapped its wings and took flight. A moment after the sound faded, it flapped its wings and crashed through the slightly ajar window, flying out of the bedroom.

First it flew out of the cabin, then through the walls, out of the Glory, and straight up into the night sky where lightning and thunder were brewing.

And on this stormy ocean.

The wind howled, the rain poured down, and the waves swept across the plains like undulating hills and a herd of elephants.

Eighty nautical miles from the battleship "Glory", another medium-sized armed cargo ship slowly arrived.

Brigitte prayed with Tia at almost the same time.

"We beseech the ouroboros, the god of the sacred number 8!"

"We beseech the Ouroboros! The contradictory god!"

"We beseech the Ouroboros! God of Fallen Nightmas!"

Chapter 275 Enemies Meet Again

As the tide surged in, my consciousness sank rapidly.

The immense water pressure made it hard for Brigitte to breathe; the viscous deep-sea water felt like a non-Newtonian fluid, slowly crawling over her body.

When Brigitte woke up again, she regretted taking drugs and going deep into the ocean.

To ensure she could reach a depth of over 30,000 meters and escape the death penalty of nightmares, she didn't hesitate to bring out her treasured Holy Elixir. This supreme miracle of alchemy, also known as the "panacea," is second only to the "Homunculus" and the "Philosopher's Stone" in terms of rarity.

This bottle was a gift Jeremiah gave her at her funeral.

It was quite precious, but as soon as Brigitte heard Tia urging her to go to the Nightmare of Santis, she immediately joined the group.

The reason is simple—the physical body cannot enter the nightmare, so everyone in the nightmare actually uses historical figures. The nightmare is very equal, and no matter how many people you enter, the historical figures controlled by everyone will be roughly the same in strength.

Even if historical figures aren't actually that powerful in real life, they'll be automatically amplified in nightmares.

In the promotion ceremony, this means that everyone who enters the ceremony is almost identical in rank.

In reality, I wouldn't dare to go head-to-head with you, Dragon Hunter, but in nightmares, who's afraid of whom?

In my nightmares, I'm always impersonating historical figures. Everyone's fighting power is roughly the same. A 10/90 split is no big deal, and a 50/50 split is not a fight.

Isn't that pure waste?

Brigitte took precautions and then followed Tia.

But when she woke up from the nightmare, she realized something was wrong.

The familiar obsidian table, the slowly burning golden candles, the neatly arranged stone chairs, and the spiritual apostles yet to take their seats...

"That damn promotion ceremony!"

Brigitte nearly stopped breathing when she thought of this; her mind was a complete mess.

Logically, this should be a sanctuary! There shouldn't be any apostles here.

A year ago, Jeremiah used this nightmare to make a deal with her, in order to get his uncle Lost to stay out of the civil war, clearly telling her that this was the sanctuary of the alchemist's president.

How did it turn into a promotion ceremony?!

Brigitte was completely baffled. She first looked around at the stone chairs, which numbered seven in total.

The people are all easy to recognize.

The first one was a girl with a similar build to her, wearing a blazer and trench coat. She wasn't particularly tall, but her face was very distinctive, always giving off a kind of aura that made people feel no malice, like that born succubus.

There were only three women around her, including her, so Brigitte turned her gaze to the rest of the people.

The second person was a middle-aged man wearing a light gray coat, a brooch, and gloves. At first glance, Brigitte would have thought he was a nobleman's coachman, dressed respectably but lacking any aristocratic air, as he had to cover his not-so-handsome hands with gloves because he held the reins for long periods.

But Brigitte was a prophet, and she felt slightly uncomfortable after seeing him.

After she looked over, Santis chuckled and said, "Miss Brigitte, it's been a long time. It seems you've missed me quite a bit, coming all this way to see me."

"Are you here looking for something?"

Brigitte chuckled and cursed, "I'll fuck your mother."

Santis smiled without saying a word, ignoring the tragedy that had befallen his mother.

Great, you've identified the two most important ones.

As for the remaining four, they were a Celestial in a long robe, a male and a female cultist from the Twin Serpent Order, and a knight of unknown origin. Brigitte didn't recognize these three and found them quite strange.

If this is a sanctuary, there shouldn't be any outsiders or people coming in.

—Regarding this:

Tia and Santis thought so too.

Especially Santis.

He gave Brigitte a deep look and said loudly, "Alright, everyone, we're in the deep sea now, so let's exchange codenames as is customary."

"We are brothers from heaven, what is your name?"

"Stone statue".

Abdullah was brief and to the point, not wanting to get too involved.

Santis smiled, then looked at the two cultists with twin snakes, "And what about you, Bishop Lundl?"

The man in the robe embroidered with two snakes said coldly, "Santis, I should remind you not to reveal our information in the nightmare. You can call me Prophet, and this is my junior, just call her Coral."

Tia, who was lurking like a lurker in a group chat, was slightly startled when she heard the name.

Londel had long hair, and because his face was blurred during the promotion ceremony, and Anzu men did not have a tradition of growing hair, Tia couldn't distinguish between men and women at first.

But now when I hear it:

Londel! And he's from the Twin Serpents Order!

She had only heard the name a few times, but it was still fresh in her memory—because it was Anne's older brother!

Her own brother-in-law!

Lundell snorted coldly, looked at the knight sitting on the stone chair staring intently at him, and smiled, saying, "Why doesn't the Knight Commander introduce himself?"

"Knight. Second Battalion of the Silver Fortress Golden Furnace Knights, Knight Commander Ye Haifa. The Archbishop really went to great lengths, even inviting a Dragon Hunter to serve a lowly knight commander like me."

"I wouldn't dare. It was the Dragon Hunters who extended such a warm invitation."

Ye Haifa stared intently at Lundl for a few moments, then turned to look at Brigitte and Tia, who was lurking on the screen.

The knight commander, who had previously taken a liking to Brigitte and Santis after witnessing their confrontation, softened his tone and asked, "And the remaining two?"

"Director."

This is Tia.

"saint."

This is Brigitte.

This is shameless, even more so than Tia.

The next moment, Brigitte looked at the girl next to Londel. The girl was not as tall as her, but her breasts were very large, and even a chest binder could not cover them up.

This really appealed to Brigitte's tastes, and she asked with great interest, "Ms. Coral, could I have your contact information?"

Coral lowered her head and remained silent.

Brigitte wanted to persist a little longer, but just then, a silver-white figure fell from the sky into the dark space.

Upon seeing that silver-white figure, Santis's expression changed drastically.

Its scales gleamed like brand-new silver coins, its body was shrouded in white mist, its silver hair was as white as snow yet had a metallic sheen, and its vertical pupils were so bright red they looked like they could drip blood.

And that conspicuous, iconic, scale-covered, ground-dragging dragon tail.

Lilith, the Silver Frost Dragon, landed in the main seat, her voice filling the entire space.

Everyone, please remain silent!

"I, Lilith, the Silver Frost Dragon and follower of the Ouroboros, have come to preside over the succession ceremony for his sanctuary, in accordance with the covenant of Saint Jeremiah!"

[Given that this is not a promotion ceremony, I will unconditionally explain the rules to you all.]

[Of course, that includes you: Mr. Santis, the Dragon Hunter!]

Chapter 276 Jeremiah's Trap

Upon seeing the renowned Silverfrost Dragon descend, almost everyone present glanced at Santis, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

There aren't many apostles in the deep sea, but there are definitely not few either, totaling 113, among whom Lilith, the Silver Frost Dragon, is one of the more famous ones.

—On the one hand, it is because she herself is a deity with a sanctuary. The name of the Silverfrost Dragon has been passed down since the Year of Faith led by the Church four thousand years ago, and the "Dragon Cult" that worships her once flourished on the Great Ice Plains.

On the other hand, it was because the "Dragon Cult" had completely disgraced itself. They had just prepared a physical vessel for Lilith when Santis, who was refining the purest star antimony in the snowy mountains, blocked their door and tried to kill them.

At that time, the Silverfrost Dragon had already risen halfway up the surface when its physical vessel was suddenly seized by Santis. If it hadn't run away quickly, it would have become Santis's experimental guinea pig in his attempt to seize the Sanctuary.

The plan to hunt the Silverfrost Dragon ultimately failed, but Santis still earned the title of "Dragon Hunter" and became famous throughout the continent.

But now it's not so beautiful anymore.

Brigitte gloated for a moment, then her face darkened, and she muttered angrily to Tia, "We've fallen for Jeremiah's trick!"

Tia reacted immediately as well.

From afar, Londel of the Twin Serpents Cult mocked, "Santis, your dream is about to be shattered."

Santis snorted and began to plot how to take the Sanctuary.

Whether it's Ulrich's sanctuary or Jeremiah's sanctuary, at least it's a sanctuary, there's no problem with it.

"Archbishop Lundl, you'd better think about how to protect yourself first!"

"You need not worry, Sir Knight Commander. There are bishops on the Order's ships, and the servants sent down by our Lord are endless, while your armored knights are in short supply."

The Grand Knight Commander did not look well.

[Everyone! Silence!]

Lilith's voice came from all directions, like a karaoke room with the volume turned up to the maximum and mixed with static.

Simply put, the wheat is a bit frizzy.

Whether you are minions of the Twin Serpents, lackeys of Solomon, or even Santis! In this ritual, I will uphold the principles of fairness and justice, and will not interfere with your actions or thoughts within the nightmare!

Therefore, once you enter the Nightmare, all events, consequences, and problems that occur are unrelated to the host, namely myself, Lilith, the Silverfrost Dragon. If you have any complaints, please contact the St. Pantheon's University at 105 High Tower Street, Iris Fogmoon City, in the Material Realm.

[The rules will be explained next:]

This ceremony is a Sanctuary Inheritance and Ascension Ceremony. There are seven candidates entering the ceremony, four of whom possess multiple pathways. Only one pathway can be used during this ceremony. The extraordinary rituals, traits, and abilities possessed are all influenced by the person being portrayed.

What you have experienced is the past sanctuary of Jeremiah, the transformed moth. Those who complete the task of inheritance will be qualified to inherit.

[The four who will inevitably win this ceremony will be considered to have completed the advancement ceremony if they are still alive and ranked below Sequence 6.]

This ceremony is limited to three hours and is a 1:1 scale replica of the real-life event.

[Please note! This ritual is not under the protection of me, Lilith, the Silverfrost Dragon and follower of the Ouroboros. The sanctuary laws prohibit withdrawal during the ritual; death will result in minor to severe damage to the soul and a tendency towards spiritualization.]

Be mindful of protecting your personal privacy and avoid being scammed.

Lilith flicked her dragon tail, stood up from the stone chair, and the moment she picked up the script, a chilling wind extinguished the sacred candles in front of everyone.

With a "plop" sound.

Like a sacred candle going out, or a heavy object falling into water, darkness quickly enveloped the entire space.

This was all the same old trick, and Tia was used to it. She gave Brigitte a signal.