Twisted Realm

Chapter 60 - giant eye



In the suburbs of the North District, this time, for the sake of insurance, Meng Xuan still did not choose the tannery factory from last time, but chose an abandoned factory that was waiting to be demolished.

According to the usual practice, Meng Xuan first checked the surroundings of the factory and walked into the factory after confirming that no one was there.

A smell of waste oil came from the pavement, valuable machinery had long been dismantled and transported away, and the remaining scraps of copper and iron had also been purchased by scrap dealers. The factory was empty, only stains blackened by oil. Scattered on the wall and on the floor.

Meng Xuan did not choose the location of his ceremony in the factory building, because the factory building was too empty, and both sides were open. If something happened, there was no room to react.

He walked to the side of the factory building. There were several smaller rooms here. They looked like they were used by the factory staff. Before they could be dismantled, Meng Xuan found a slightly larger one and left with his large and small bags. He went in and closed the door to the room.

He took out a small brush and cleaned the dusty ground first, then took out the ritual materials in the bag, sorted them into categories, and placed them on the ground neatly, waiting for the follow-up work.

Meng Xuan, who has had two ceremonies experience, is already very familiar with the process of the ceremony.

He first took off his coat and long sleeves, took a deep breath against the cold of winter, and started to process the ritual materials in an orderly manner.

First, take about 5 taels of gold powder and half taels of Haitian amethyst powder into a container, then add 500 ml of adult Rossellona black cat blood and an appropriate amount of water, and start stirring.

When the powder and liquid in the vessel were all stirred evenly and turned into a viscous paste, Meng Xuan stopped and picked up the small brush on the side, sticking to the viscous liquid in the vessel, Begin to paint ritual patterns on the ground.

Bright red lines with shimmering gold and purple powder particles slowly appeared on the ground. This time, it only took about five minutes for Meng Xuan to completely paint the ritual pattern on the ground.

The ritual pattern on the ground is a pattern of two ovals, one horizontal and one vertical, superimposed, like two superimposed long and narrow pupils, which look a bit like Nelson’s Eye.

After doing this, about a third of the viscous liquid remains in the vessel.

Meng Xuan didn’t throw them away, but took out a brush for painting and a mirror, dipped in the viscous liquid in the vessel, and began to paint ritual patterns on himself against the mirror.

This array pattern takes the position of the five internal organs as five nodes, then passes through the neck, spreads to the face, connects the positions of the pupils, and finally converges and ends at the center of the eyebrows.

Meng Xuan was a little dazed by the pungent blood of the adult Roscelona black cat.

This black cat is said to be a symbol of psychics, a rare breed, and it plays an important role in ancient sacrificial ceremonies. The witch in the TV series always carries one around to show its mystery. It cost Meng Xuan tens of thousands of yuan.

Wearing mysterious lines, Meng Xuan took a deep breath and began to continue the next steps.

Put a small stove, put in the purple sala, light the fire, set up a small black pot, pour all the rest of the Rossellona black cat blood into the black pot, add an appropriate amount of water, chop the monkey brain into a paste on the cutting board, Chopped pig heart, minced bezoar, minced Searle’s owl’s eye…  

After a busy period of mincing all the animal organ materials, Meng Xuan took out a few plant materials.

Omi grass, Konar bark, zero seed dried flowers…

A small amount of these things have the effect of a sedative, but the dose Meng Xuan is taking now feels far beyond the dose of normal sedatives…

This ceremony seems really not easy…

Meng Xuan took a deep breath and actually asked for this dose of sedative.

He also threw these plant materials into the black pot.

“Grumble…”

The inexplicable liquid in the black pot began to boil, and sticky bubbles appeared.

Then, Meng Xuan lit and placed a red candle on the four ends of the two ovals of the ritual pattern. After sterilizing the candle lightly with a knife, he stood up.

He stared at the center of the ceremony and began to circle around the ceremony.

Three circles on the left.

Three circles on the right.

Then he sat down, pierced his fingers with a knife, and dripped a drop of blood into the boiling viscous liquid.

“KA!SHA!XI!WA!KE!WO!ZHI!XI!HA!YA!”

Meng Xuan read the starting words in a dull voice.

After reciting the activation words, the liquid in the black pot seemed to boil even more.

Meng Xuan picked up the black pot and drank the liquid in one gulp.

hum! !

A strong dizziness and trance hit him.

“So hot!”

Meng Xuan, who had been feeling biting cold just now, actually began to feel his body getting hot.

The room was filled with heat, and he saw that the surrounding walls actually began to melt like candles.

Not only the candles, he felt as if he was melting too!

The flesh is like wax, and it sparsely turned into wax liquid and kept falling.

At the same time, a strong malevolent stare was cast on Meng Xuan’s body.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the roof.

The roof of the original room had long since disappeared. It was replaced by a black chaos. In the chaos, a huge eyeball about five meters long opened, staring silently at Meng Xuan.

“HA! YA! XI! A! YI! SK! AL! DA!”

A wave of crazy babbling poured into his mind like a tide, and it was almost like a bomb that kept bombarding his remaining sanity.

“Turn… Meditation Array… Close the door within ten minutes… No way… Die…”

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth, guarding his rationality, and kept repeating the steps and warnings of the ritual in his mind.

Within ten minutes, turn the wheel of the meditation ritual for at least a week, control the ritual pattern, and completely block the eyes of the aliens projected from the other world, otherwise, the recipients will mutate under the gaze of the eyes of aliens. Become a Twisted Beholder, completely losing sanity and life.

This is a warning to the subject in the test record.

“Turn!!”

Meng Xuan spent five minutes, and after three failures, he finally managed to control his mental power to outline the ritual wheel of meditation in a frantic babble. His mental power was frantically concentrated, and he used all his strength to push the ritual wheel slowly.

His body almost melted in half, and his body even lost consciousness.

But with the slow turning of the wheel of ritual.

Centered on the pattern drawn by Meng Xuan on the center of the eyebrows, the pattern of the cross and pupils on the ground began to slowly rotate.

Like a precise mechanical gear.

One after another, the formation lines spread and spread, entangling the dark hole above Meng Xuan’s head, and constantly tightening it.

The power of the ritual makes the dark hole keep shrinking and shrinking.

He finally turned the wheel of ritual for a week.

The ritual pattern exudes a bright light, dispelling the darkness.

The giant eye in the dark seemed to have a trace of unwillingness, and was finally completely blocked by the light and disappeared.


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