Infinite Mask Game

Chapter 80 The Ritual of the Polymath

This is the third day after the copy started.

Early in the morning, the golden sun was warm, Yang Fan pulled the trailer to the door of No. 1 Zhai, and the housekeeper hurriedly opened the door for him.

In the trailer was a supply box prepared according to the number of people reported yesterday, but he knew that there was one more.

The notice in the vx group startled some people who couldn't sleep. Soon, they came forward with slippers on, with dark circles under their eyes, and their expressions were either tense or slightly panicked.

I don't know how their dormitory decides who to go downstairs.

Chai Yun was among them.When it was her turn, Yang Fan handed her the box that had been idle in the corner until now.

The box was very light, so Chai Yun went up the stairs alone.

After returning to the dormitory, Wei Miao opened the box, and inside was a pair of black high-heeled shoes with diamonds, which happened to be a size 38 when they were lying in her hands.

As someone who has been in contact with Wei Chuanwu, Yang Fan cannot keep the high heels in his hands.

After Yang Fan finished distributing, he took the trailer to Erzhai.

He doesn't know what is good is right, and he came here this time to lay the foundation for tomorrow.

In the dormitory, Wei Miao was scrolling through the forum, and today was another day of chaos.

"Help, another roommate of mine has gone missing, and now there are only two people left in the dormitory, who should go downstairs tomorrow?!"

"Look for the dormitory next door and ask for some snacks. Now is the time to test your popularity."

"..."

I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck to meet the old man twice in a row.

Wei Miao put down her phone, she had already thought about something to do.

When the ghost domain is conceived, the barriers inside and outside the isolation will fluctuate violently, which means that the Spirit Elimination Society will be able to open the barrier in a short time. Before that, how to get the strange things is a difficult point.

She is self-aware of her level, and once the Spirit Elimination Society enters the arena, her mission will fail.

In other words, the winning condition is limited to how to quickly beat the bred twin ghosts to death while other players are staring at them, and obtain the tricks.

The worst ghosts bred by ghost domains are grade C at worst, but for such a large-scale ghost domain and firewood, double ghosts are at least grade B. The B-level level can be compared to the president of the city's ghost club, and the city's president is the absolute upper class in the supernatural circle.

It would be hard for her to survive the two ghosts, let alone be killed quickly.

But she still has resources on hand.

On the one hand, she contacted Xia Ziwan and asked her to come quickly, and on the other hand, she ordered the two roommates to help them tidy up the balcony and clear the space.

Bai Zelan is a painting enthusiast, but likes to touch fish, so there is a large box of paints left for use.Wei Miao picked vermilion from it, mixed it with water, and used a thick brush to draw a pattern on the ivory white tiles.

[Potatic Scholar] is an identity marker with a functional max and 0 aggressiveness. There is no boundary between the lower limit and the upper limit. The reason is its second ability [Praise of the Generalist].

High risk and high reward, quickly obtain "truth" at the cost of sacrifices, and offer sacrifices to unknown existences to pray for mysterious knowledge.

Or go crazy while whispering, or laugh while being enlightened.

The ritual process has long been engraved in Wei Miao's mind.

The ceremony is divided into two subjects, one is the presider, who is the sacrificial circle, the guardian, and the direct feedback person of the ceremony, drawing the magic circle, presiding over the ceremony, reciting prayers, and offering sacrifices.

Among them, the feedback after the success of the ritual is the most dangerous. Madness is the pollution of wisdom. It is pervasive, comes with forbidden truths, and spreads through whispers and knowledge.

Maybe you think you're all right, and you can jokingly say "I've got it, it feels good," when in fact, you may be slipping into the abyss of madness without knowing it.

This is the most frightening thing about pollution. It subtly changes cognition, and you don't even notice the "change".When the change is exposed, you have agreed from the bottom of your heart that the current self is normal and correct, and the concept is distorted, and the madness and normality are further reversed.

Therefore, an excellent ritual master must be abnormal, and a normal ritual master is definitely not excellent.

The other subject is the magic circle. [Potatic Scholar] The array required for the sacrificial ceremony is simple, and there is no need to pay attention to the drawing materials. This is just a one-time array, and ordinary pigments on the market can be sufficient. During the ceremony, the corresponding "god" will maintain the operation to avoid transmission The material is too fragile and falls apart halfway.

[Potatic Scholar] The outer ring of the sacrificial circle is a common double-line ring, but the internal infrastructure is a rare unequal hexagram.This is one of the variants of the hexagram structure, which symbolizes "abnormality", "seeking knowledge" and "enterprising". It is the only choice of structure for mad scholars to seek knowledge from high-level existence.

The magic circle generally does not impose insurance restrictions, in order to listen to the words of the gods to the greatest extent.

The decoration is an inverted triangle surrounded by a large triangle. The triangle represents "stability", "repression", "circulation", etc., and the double pattern is generally for the superposition effect.

Contributes to the stabilizing and soothing power of gifting in the ritual itself.

As I said earlier, the ritual array itself is not complicated, but the host needs some drawing skills: if the circle is drawn as a duck egg, the algorithm is really working, and the existence of the response will hold great malice towards you.

As a medium of communication, the magic circle is like a person's words.If the writing is crooked like maggots, and the existence of the response sees it, it is like swallowing a ton of fish, and you can't help but reflect on why you clicked the response button.

Wei Miao's hand steadily and quickly drew a nearly perfect circle on the ground, even if the paint was used up halfway, it could be continued without a trace.

Xia Ziwan pushed the door open and came in, standing quietly aside, staring at her together with the other two.

In about 5 minutes, the array of about 2 meters by 2 meters is completed, which is a simple version of the sacrificial array.

Wei Miao stood up holding the coloring board, while Xia Ziwan stepped into the formation consciously, knelt down on her knees devoutly, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands in front of her chest.

Wei Miao packed up the paint, stood by the side, lowered her head, her face was expressionless, and her quiet voice sounded like a distant wind chime: "Mysterious spirit, ancient guide, sage of true knowledge, humble seeker on the path of truth I praise your glory and wisdom, you are the wise man in the vast starry sky, you are the blind man in the chaotic abyss..."

She saw the lines of the magic circle glowing bright red, which was not dazzling, but the color was so rich that it overwhelmed the sunlight, flickering at a certain frequency, as if responding.

It's like being in the standby mode of the computer, already turned on, just waiting for "sacrifices" and "requests".

"Here, I offer all the extraordinary abilities and items that this woman has mastered, and pray to you for the ritual of offering sacrifices to the ghostly god Thousand Eyes!"

As the final prayer fell, for a moment, the red light became everything within Wei Miao's field of vision.

She vaguely saw a huge mirror in the red light. Its dark blue frame had gorgeous and delicate carvings, as if everything had been engraved.The mirror base is composed of the bones of an unknown creature, surrounded by bony spikes like a pale crown.

The wonder of the mirror surface is indescribable, the simple change of color is enough to make people lose their voices, not to mention the scenery reflected on it, it seems that there are thousands of world scenery, and more is the palpitating black appearance, staring at it like life she.

Accompanied by knowledge is some kind of strange cry, like the howling of a night owl on a stormy night, piercing the mind, supplemented by hypnotic murmurs, telling of the greatness of God.

This is the unknown god from the abyss, the god of reflection, the self-reflective self, the place of spiritual torture, the mirror of the magic void!
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