MTL - Final Priesthood-Chapter 387 Baptismal Rites, Games and Rules

Chapter 387 Baptismal Ceremony, Games and Rules

Lu Yuan waited at the Sacrificial Square for about fifteen minutes before the Eleventh Throne finally left and returned.

"Awaited."

 Throne Eleven still had a warm and hearty smile on his face, "Everything goes well, the baptism ceremony will begin soon."

 After speaking, he waved his hand casually.

Following this, groups of people walked out from around the huge sacrificial square.

They are all young girls with graceful figures wearing sheep-head masks.

Each girl holds in her arms a lamb with pure black hair.

These girls wearing sheep-head masks seem to have rehearsed countless times in advance.

After walking into the square, I consciously found the place where I should stand, and stood in a strange formation around the huge goat head in the center of the square.

Then he fell to his knees and began to chant in unison.

Like an unknown ancient song, or some kind of special prayer.

The girl's singing echoed in the empty sacrificial square, but it seemed to be restrained by some kind of force and did not spread out.

 A mysterious atmosphere began to fill the air.

　　We counted the number of girls holding black lambs in their arms, and there were forty-five in total.

 The Eleventh Throne stood beside Lu Yuan and spoke to him in a low voice.

“This is the highest-level baptism ceremony. Only members of the throne level are eligible to enjoy it. All the thrones are looking forward to and paying attention to the matter you have joined.”

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly as he listened to the Eleventh Throne's account, and he couldn't help but ask: "There are also different specifications for the baptism ceremony?"

The Eleventh Throne replied: “Of course, baptismal ceremonies of different specifications can attract different levels of attention from the true God.

The more attention the true God pays, the greater the benefits can be obtained in the baptism ceremony.

This is a rare opportunity, everyone only has one in his life, you must seize it."

  Are there any benefits to the baptism ceremony?

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, recalling that during the final **** battle, he was recognized by Mosa's martial arts and the will of the hunting god, and received an extraordinary silver spear. The power attached to the spear helped him activate [Spear Bearer ( Extraordinary)] career panel.

Realized that this so-called baptism ceremony was probably similar to that one. The platinum mask worn on the face of the Eleventh Throne was probably obtained during the baptism ceremony.

 In this case, my purpose of coming to Mosa this time may be achieved smoothly.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Yuan suddenly heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh, accompanied by the wail of a lamb.

 He looked up.

I found that the chanting of the girls in the sacrificial square was still continuing, but at some point, the girls kneeling on the ground had a ram's horn dagger in their hands.

　　Putting the black goat in his arms on the ground, he stabbed the dagger into the lamb's delicate neck effortlessly, and the bright red blood gurgled out.

 Red blood, black wool, and snow-white girlish skin.

 Three colors intertwined together, the strange and evil picture shocked Lu Yuan's eyes.

From far away, I saw the blood of the lambs dripping on the ground, quickly seeping into the hidden gaps along the smooth metal floor.

Flowing along the gap, a huge mysterious pattern is slowly outlined by the blood.

 The singing voice suddenly became high-pitched.

The girls who killed the lamb suddenly raised their heads, their long hair fell naturally, and their snow-white arms were raised. Each of them still held the sharp ram's horn dagger in their hand.

 The tip of the dagger was pointed downward, facing the slender and smooth necks of the girls.

Lu Yuan noticed something strange in the girls' increasingly crazy emotions and movements.

 He suddenly said in a cold voice: "Wait!"

The baptismal ceremony was interrupted in the middle of the ceremony, and the singing in the square stopped abruptly.

 Everyone is looking towards the road.

 “What’s wrong? Is there something wrong?”

 The Eleventh Throne asked in confusion.

Lu Yuan saw him speak calmly: "There is no need for human sacrifice."

The Eleventh Throne looked stunned, as if he didn't expect Lu Yuan to stop the ceremony because of this.

 “It’s always been like this.”

“Can’t the baptismal ceremony be performed without human sacrifice?”

 “You can. But the effect will be much worse...very much.

 The standards of the entire baptismal ceremony will also be reduced to an extremely ordinary level."

 “As long as it goes smoothly.”

 Lu Yuan’s tone was determined, and his calm eyes showed unquestionable determination.

The Eleventh Throne frowned and pondered for a while, maybe he was having a secret communication with someone.

 After a moment, he finally nodded.

 “Then just follow what you said.”

 Throne Eleven finally nodded, but his attitude towards Lu Yuan suddenly seemed to become polite and distant.

  It’s no longer like before, “Brother Cheng Peng” is making out with each other.

"ha-"

In the conference hall that was paying attention to everything in the Sacrifice Square, all the Mosaic Thrones heard the news just delivered by the Eleventh Throne Galilet, and all of them had expressions of laughter on their faces.

They couldn't even find the right words to complain about Lu Yuan's inexplicable persistence.

 Everyone just shook their heads and chuckled, looking at the unusually young and handsome figure on the big screen, with contempt and disdain evident in their expressions.

“I don’t think he has the right to sit here.”

“There is no chance for a baptism ceremony of this kind. Perhaps you may not even be qualified as a spear bearer.”

All the thrones in the conference hall were chatting and laughing casually. Only the silver-haired man on the crystal throne looked calm, did not speak, and just watched quietly.

 The ceremony is repeated.

The girls were the same girls, and new black goats and lambs were brought.

Lu Yuan watched the ceremony continue with an expressionless expression.

 Young virgins and newborn lambs have always been the most popular sacrifices in the evil gods' sacrifices.

Lu Yuan knew that he would most likely become a "freak" in the eyes of Mosa's senior people.

But as his strength is constantly approaching the ceiling of this planet's combat power, he thinks that he is still not capable of watching dozens of living lives die here because of himself.

 Although these girls do not have to die this time, they may die in another similar sacrificial ceremony next time.

 Though for these girls, they may be more eager to die as sacrifices in rituals.

The "unbearability" of being far away ruthlessly deprived them of some kind of supreme glory that was about to fall on them.

  The ceremony ended, and the corpses and blood of the black goat were stained all over the ground in the center of the metal square.

 The huge mysterious pattern is fully formed.

The girls wearing sheep-head masks left the scene.

Lu Yuan accurately caught the glances cast towards him by the girls leaving the scene, and more than one of them was filled with resentment and even hatred.

 His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't see it.

At this time, the ancient mysterious consciousness is rapidly descending and resurrecting inside the huge billy goat head suspended silently in the center of the square.

 There was a faint glow of blood in the empty eye sockets of the male goat.

 The Eleventh Throne has disappeared without knowing when.

Two **** beams of light shot out from the eye sockets of the goat's head and fell straight on Lu Yuan.

 “Boom!”

 In an instant, Lu Yuan's mind was like thunder.

 His consciousness sank rapidly.

 The baptismal ceremony began.

It was also the moment when Lu Yuan's body was shrouded in a **** beam of light and he closed his eyes.

 A little bit of black light began to appear in the void in front of him.

These black light spots gathered in mid-air, gradually condensing into the shape of a spear.

"I knew it."

 In the conference hall, the throners who saw this scene couldn't help but laugh.

“He can only be qualified to be a spear bearer.”

 The ranks of members within the Mosaic sect are divided by the level of the tokens they hold.

 At the lowest level are ordinary Mossads.

Further up, there are black iron holding spears, silver holding spears, and gold holding spears.

 Then the wheel of black iron, the wheel of silver, and the wheel of gold. Upward from the Golden Wheel is the Sequence Throne.

 Every throne is promoted step by step in this way.

 The baptismal ceremony is the first and most important part of the hierarchy.

 The higher the standard and grandness of the baptismal ceremony, the higher the starting point is.

Among the current eighteen thrones of Mosa, one spent a lot of money on the baptism ceremony, allowing 999 young virgins to kill each other to achieve the highest "Martial Arts Banquet" standard.

There are also precedents for more than a thousand kinds of live animal sacrifices to finally achieve the unprecedented Golden Wheel.

That was also an example of Mosaic’s fastest promotion to the throne in history.

 Saves an unknown amount of time, energy and resources compared to other thrones.

 The Eleventh Throne told Lu Yuan that a baptismal ceremony of the highest standard was prepared for him.

 That’s not a lie.

 Forty-five virgins is the largest "subsidy" that the Mosaic can provide to those who participate in the baptism ceremony.

Generally speaking, you need to prepare the living people and animals required for the baptism ceremony yourself.

The journey was far away and he had to join at the last minute, and the preparations were in a hurry. In addition, he didn't know this, and no one would specifically remind him.

But generally speaking, a baptism ceremony of this size can be considered quite sincere. Coupled with Lu Yuan's own strength and potential, there is no problem in reaching the level of the Three Color Wheel under the throne.

 It’s a pretty good start.

I just didn't expect that Lu Yuan would directly request no human sacrifice and keep the standards of the baptism ceremony to a minimum.

If you want to rely solely on your own "charm" to attract the "favor" of the God of Fighting and Hunting, the upper limit is really too low.

The black iron spear was about to take shape, and all the thrones in the conference hall seemed to have lost their attention and interest in this baptism ceremony, and began to turn the topic to the "Pantheon".

At the same time, the road is far away.

 The sound of ancient horns.

 The sound of hunting as the battle flag is blown by the strong wind.

Howling, fighting, and the sound of weapons clashing.

Lu Yuan found himself suddenly appearing on an ancient battlefield.

 This seems to be a conflict between two ancient tribes.

 He was surrounded by figures whose faces could not be seen clearly, holding spears, swords, and bone clubs to fight with each other.

 “Where is this?”

Lu Yuan frowned, looked down, and found a rusty black iron spear in his hand.

A figure wielding a broadsword suddenly slashed at him vigorously.

Lu Yuan instinctively thrust the spear in his hand forward.

 The spear instantly penetrated the figure's chest, and with a slight shake, the figure immediately fell into pieces.

Lu Yuan took back his spear and found that after killing the figure who tried to attack him, a trace of power seemed to flow into his body.

The black iron spear in his hand flashed with light, and the rust on the spear seemed to be reduced by one piece.

 “Kill enemies, become stronger, and evolve spears.”

 Lu Yuan took action again and stabbed an opponent in front of him to death, verifying his idea.

 Thinking.

 “Is this what is called a baptismal ceremony?”

Lu Yuan Congshan Ruliu participated in the battlefield in front of him.

He has practiced the skills of spears and cold weapons, and coupled with the fighting instinct of a martial arts master, this ancient and barbaric battle is not a dilemma for him.

Lu Yuan held a spear and killed one figure after another in front of him.

A trace of strength poured into his body, and the rust on the black iron spear in his hand continued to peel off.

 I don’t know how many opponents I killed.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

Lu Yuan suddenly felt the spear in his hand trembling slightly. The black iron spear peeled off inch by inch, and a brilliant silver color was revealed under the peeling iron filings.

The black iron spear turned into a silver spear in an instant.

However, the luster of the silver spear also attracted the attention of those more powerful figures on the battlefield.

Several sturdy and burly figures rushed towards Luyuan, and the pressure suddenly increased!

"kill!"

Lu Yuan’s face was expressionless, and the brilliant silver light reflected in his eyes.

The spear in his hand flew out like a swimming dragon, pulling out gorgeous silver screens around him, mercilessly strangling the incoming opponents.

"oh."

In the conference hall, someone inadvertently glanced at the throne on the big screen and saw the golden light flashing in his field of vision, with a look of surprise on his face.

 “You were promoted to Golden Spear Bearer so quickly?

 As expected of a player with peak eighth-level combat power.”

 The other thrones were attracted by the sighs and looked up.

In the sacrificial square, Lu Yuan's figure was still shrouded in blood, but the black iron spear in front of him, which was formed by countless light points, had turned into a brilliant golden color at some point, which was quite dazzling.

Although the thrones were a little surprised, they didn't have much emotional fluctuations.

Someone commented casually: “It’s almost time to reach the limit.

It's amazing to go up one level and condense a black iron wheel...

 This ceremony can be considered to end here. "

 The rest of the people nodded in agreement, withdrew their gaze again, and no longer paid any attention to it.

On the battlefield of consciousness, Lu Yuan casually picked up a brilliant golden light and skewered the seven or eight opponents in front of him at the same time like skewers.

 Then his wrist flicked, and the terrifying concussive force shattered the bodies of all the opponents and sent them flying.

At this time, the spear in Lu Yuan's hand has completely turned into gold, as if it were poured with gold.

Of course, his opponents have also "evolved".

 Signs of people holding golden weapons began to appear on the battlefield, and each one brought considerable pressure to Lu Yuan.

“The spear technique has been honed to perfection, reaching the peak. After digesting it after going out, I think I can reach a very high level on the [Weapon Master] career panel in one breath.”

"but."

Lu Yuan held a golden spear and looked at the entire battlefield.

 Seeing the endless battlefield with no end at all, he couldn't help but frown.

"How long will it take to kill this?"

 “What is the purpose of this battle? Where is the ultimate?”

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky and saw a figure standing in the turbid and dark sky.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the sky, watching them quietly.

To the mysterious figure behind the sky, the fight below seems to be just a game specially designed to please him.

 The evolution of the spear and the upgrade of the killing are the rules of the game set by Him.

“Is there a way to break out of this rule and reach Him?”

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, he no longer looked at the swarming opponents, and narrowed his eyes to stare at the figure behind the sky.

“The baptismal ceremony took place within my consciousness.

Logically speaking

 I am also one of the planners and leaders of this game. "

 “There’s no reason why you can’t do it. Release your own power in your own field!”

Lu Yuan thought about it, and suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with light.

 【Xiang Shen.Mingwang posture】, open it for me!

Recommended book, "I simulate the road to eternal life in the heavens"

One day, Lu Yun joined a chat group in the heavens. The chat group allowed people to randomly travel to different worlds and draw their own golden fingers.

Lu Yun thought he was about to reach the peak of his life.

“Wait a minute, out of 100 travelers, why are 95 of them grayed out?”

"Ding, there are three new people who joined the Zhutian chat group this time, and one survived. Two of them did not survive a day. All group members, please take this as a warning."

Lu Yun came to his senses and realized that time-travelers are not easy to deal with, and the casualty rate is extremely high.

Fortunately, the golden finger Lu Yun obtained is a life simulator, which can simulate the future and avoid risks!

“Ding, the life simulator has been opened and the talents are being refreshed.”

“Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: Ancient Holy Body; talent: Chaos Dao Body; talent: Luck Dragon Cauldron”

While others had just crossed over and were still struggling to survive, Lu Yun had already relied on the life simulator to gain very powerful cultivation before crossing over. After crossing over, he soared into the sky and gradually became the master of all heavens and realms!

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)