Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

But just as she was having a good time, she realized that something was a little off.

Lilith, swaying her dragon tail, sat steadily on the main seat, fiddling with the holy candles, and said in surprise, "There are definitely two people."

She looked up again.

It was all so unbelievable.

All she could see was the "saint" returning to the surface after completing the ceremony.

The ceremony clearly showed that two people had completed the promotion ceremony!

Why is only one person floating up to collect their reward?!

Chapter 292 The Temple is Here!

Fiddle with the sacred candles one more time.

Lilith hesitated, then suddenly looked up from her seat.

It is true that only one person was settling the rewards, but the information returned from the ceremony undoubtedly showed that two people had completed the ceremony.

Where is the remaining person?

Were you carried away by a spirit creature when you left the nightmare?

What kind of thing dares to snatch someone right under her nose?

Lilith ruled out that possibility first—the remaining possibility was spiritual damage.

This explains the spiritual damage.

A normal soul is like a submersible; once you push it into the water and release it, it floats up.

Spiritual damage is like a submersible with a hole; once water enters, it fills up instantly and becomes difficult to rise. Therefore, once you dive into a nightmare, you can't get out and have to wait for your soul to be repaired.

The thought of encountering something like this just before she was about to leave work made Lilith's teeth ache.

"It would be fine if Santis was trapped inside, but I'm afraid it might be someone else... If a living person falls into the sanctuary, who knows what kind of trouble they might cause."

"In that case, we can't explain ourselves to Jeremiah."

Lilith irritably rubbed her teeth against the scales on the back of her hand, her crimson vertical pupils peering through the thick seawater at the ghost ship slowly drifting in the deep sea below.

She and Jeremiah signed the same covenant as during the Year of the Saints, which included clauses protecting the participants in the ritual.

Based on these terms, Lilith would have to personally go into the sea and pull the people who had fallen into the nightmare back to safety.

As for why Lilith doesn't revise the contract...

—That brings us to the fact that her entire team of professional lawyers was wiped out by Santis.

Before Lilith could even unfold her two dragon wings, the space around her began to shake violently.

At a depth of 33000 meters in the deep sea, the seawater, which should have been stagnant and viscous, was now flowing faster and faster, like a torrent released from a floodgate!

Finally, a deafening "boom" resounded!

The temporary space created for the ceremony was immediately overturned and tilted by the turbulent currents!

Lilith, who was sitting on the stone seat, suddenly felt everything go black. The entire dragon was knocked off the stone seat, and then her own dragon tail flashed past her forehead. Thump!

He tripped and fell headfirst.

Although deep-sea turbulence is common during this period, this turbulence is particularly strong!

It actually flowed for 33km!

Which deity is preparing to manifest in the mortal world?!

Before Lilith could figure out what was going on, she looked into the deep sea again and saw a glimmer of light in the distance.

Then—the light gradually approached the ghost ship of the Sanctuary.

Only then did Lilith see the true nature of the miracle shrouded in light, and she was immediately stunned.

She swallowed hard and muttered, "It seems I really won't be able to explain this to Jeremiah..."

Saving people is no longer the priority.

Even the contract doesn't matter.

She wasn't sure if the child who hadn't come up yet would survive.

That's absolutely terrifying!

What is all this?!

In Lilith's horrified gaze:

It is a temple.

An upside-down temple.

It is entirely made of white marble, with a towering dome and four upright spires, and is bathed in holy light, rising at a speed that Lilith cannot comprehend.

In the time it takes to breathe, it rises 300m, 500m, 700m, 1000m...

This speed is simply astonishing.

Normal ascent and descent are slow and cautious; going too fast will cause a sudden increase in pressure on the soul.

Even if it were to sink at this speed, let alone rise, it would be enough to cause the soul of a Sequence 5 superhuman to instantly disintegrate under water pressure.

The fact that it could speed at such a rate was thanks to the doe covered in blood.

Four milky-white beams of holy light transformed into ropes in front of the temple, binding a red deer whose strength rivaled even Lilith's, allowing the deer to pull the temple along.

—With an extremely wild and unrestrained attitude, it rose from the bottom up, stirring up terrifying deep-sea turbulence, and treading through endless turbid waves, arrogantly charging toward the Sanctuary Ghost Ship!

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At this very moment, they are inside the "ghost ship" of the Sanctuary.

The spirit in the pot had just finished harvesting the remaining spiritual energy from this ritual and was about to seal the sanctuary to prevent other spirits from entering.

However, I tried closing it off once.

The elf asked in surprise, "What's going on? Is it due to the deep-sea turbulence?"

"That's not right. Even if the deep-sea turbulence has an impact, it shouldn't be able to seal off the Sanctuary. I still have the authority over the Sanctuary. How is that possible!"

The elf didn't understand, so he traveled to the deck and carefully inspected it, checking every part of the sanctuary from the upper deck to the bottom.

Everything is intact!

She still has absolute control over the Sanctuary, so how could she not be able to shut it down!

Just then, several ghosts flew over, exclaiming in terror, "Sir! Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened! There's a hole in the sky!"

"what?"

The elf froze, not quite understanding.

The ghosts danced wildly, blurting out incoherently, "You'd better go outside and see! It's really broken, even the moon is shattered!"

The elf's heart skipped a beat, and her heart raced. She immediately dashed onto the deck.

She looked up from the deck.

The sky was filled with the crisp sound of breaking.

—Click!

—Click, click!

The night sky cracked open in several places, letting in the dark seawater, which then began to pour down. Even the moon seemed to shatter, and a fierce wind raged from its fragments.

With a deafening roar, a bolt of lightning exploded from the clouds.

The elf's vision went black.

She finally understood why the sanctuary couldn't be sealed off.

The sanctuary's barrier has been destroyed; it would be a miracle if it could still be sealed off.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, accompanied by wind and rain.

The elf saw the enemy's true face.

The moon has shattered into pieces and no longer exists, but the sky is still bright, as bright as the rising sun.

That was the glory of the temple, and the dazzling red light reflected off the blood-soaked scales and bones of the doe.

A fiery red sun, then a pure white sun, appeared one after the other.

Before she could continue to look directly at the two suns,

In the center of the sun, a figure exuding a familiar aura slowly raised his palm, his five fingers outstretched.

next moment.

The blood-soaked doe had countless tentacles that swayed, some as thin as cannonballs and others so thick they could blot out the sky, all of which gripped the ghost ship.

Countless other spiritual creatures, including giant whales, toads carrying cities on their backs, and tadpoles filled with poisonous dust, fell from the sky and crashed into the sea, creating towering waves.

The elf stared at the apocalyptic scene, and before she could think any further, the excited bleating of the doe made her dizzy and unable to think straight.

A tadpole filled with poisonous dust crashed in and exploded, instantly shattering the elf's head into pieces.

Then a tentacle flew over, picked up the snuff bottle and two other tadpoles, and slammed them to the ground.

With a crisp "bang," the snuff bottle shattered into pieces.

The tentacles that were binding the ghost ship gradually tightened their grip, causing the wooden structure to be squeezed and deformed.

Smoke and dust filled the sky, and the keel broke.

The entire ship slowly sank.

A solid, milky-white ball of light flew up from the bow of the ship, which was half-submerged in the water. The doe, Little Red, caught it in her mouth, kicked it backward with her hooves, and threw the ball of light into the temple.

This is the heart of this sanctuary. It involves the "right of succession" originally discussed in the ritual, but goes a step further.

The radiance and the temple merged into one, adding a touch of holiness to the light that bathed the temple.

thump!

thump!

The temple crashed into the sea, where waves surged.

Now it can be said that the ceremony is over.

Chapter 293 Jeremiah's Calmness

A sugar cube was dropped into a cup of black tea, creating a splash.

In the banquet hall, Marne had just arrived. He heated up a pot of milk and looked at Jeremiah, who hadn't slept all night, and asked, "You didn't sleep last night? This cup won't have any sugar or milk."

"Black tea is fine."

Jeremiah's eyes were red, but his voice remained warm and gentle. "I have just obtained a bit of Santis's spirituality and spent the whole night finding his physical body."

"You even know this kind of tactic?"

“I know a little, I know a little,” Jeremiah laughed. “This is the method of the prophet; I learned it from the temple of wisdom.”

"It's strange, though. The ascension ceremony should have been completed last night. I entrusted the Silver Frost Dragon Lilith to preside over the ceremony for me, but after Lilith sent this wisp of spirit over all night, she hasn't contacted me."

Marn clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "You are truly wicked to the core, actually letting the Silver Frost Dragon preside over the ceremony in Santis."

"However, the currents in the deep sea are very strong; I guess the turbulence is affecting the ceremony!"

Marn had always paid close attention to the situation in the Deep Sea. Although his Sequence Rank was not high—only Sequence 6—he had been keeping an eye on the Deep Sea ever since he obtained the fragments of the Codex from the Empire.

I didn't pay attention before because I felt I had no hope of ever reaching Sequence 4 or Sequence 3 in my entire life. Promotion was the same whether I got promoted or not, so I might as well take shortcuts.

Now that I feel a promotion is within reach but hasn't been able to achieve it yet, I'm paying special attention. My mindset is probably like buying a graphics card or a computer; the time when I'm most concerned is always the period between when I've bought it and when I haven't.

The deepest depth he observed with alchemical potions was only 25000 meters, but even at that depth, there were deep-sea turbulence.

Deep-sea turbulence can affect normal deep-sea diving and also the connection between the deep sea and the material world.