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Chapter 94: Baiyaki the Bearded Bird

A huge bonfire was lit in front of the dilapidated church in Fir Village, and the first stage of the mass ceremony had already begun.

Token got some good news as soon as he arrived. Although Donkey was not there for some reason, his disc was still there.

With the blessing of the gods, this was a good sign. Token first moved Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang aside. The preacher did not need to participate in the first part.

He and Medea need to prepare the blood food for summoning the gods first, and this blood food does not belong to humans.

Kneeling beside the huge bonfire were a dozen believers in yellow clothes. They had all been invited by Token to the manor and had listened to Medea singing "The King in Yellow" solo.

At this time, the yellow mark on the yellow-clothed believer's head has been fully revealed, and three spiral raised curves are slowly wriggling under the skin, as if sensing that a certain moment is approaching.

There is a small puddle of water under each believer who bows his head and worships. This is the result of their tears, saliva, and sweat dripping together. Their bodies are trembling slightly, and some power is about to burst out.

Outside the yellow-clad cultists stood a dozen black-clad cultists. They were all Token's trusted followers. They were not required to participate in the first phase of the ceremony, and their only responsibility was to maintain order in the venue.

Liu Yonglu and his companions, who were wearing animal masks, stood at the outermost area close to the church. Only ruins remained of the church, but seven or eight sturdy oak trees still stood behind them, completely blocking out the already hazy moonlight.

Token took out his pocket watch to check the time, then took out a telescope to observe the phase of the moon, and knew that the time had come.

He clenched the antler pendant in his hand and winked at Medea, who mechanically walked to the fire and began to sing:
"On the shore of the lake, the clouds and waves surged and broke, the two suns sank behind the lake, and the shadows gradually lengthened. This is Carcosa..."

As Medea sang, a dozen kneeling believers in yellow clothes stood up at once. They automatically formed a V-shaped queue and chanted obscure spells facing the burning flames.

These spells did not come from any book, but were just a voice that suddenly flooded into their minds. This voice came from the distant starry sky, from the Carcosa Palace on Aldebaran, and shot directly into their minds.

As for the roars of the yellow-robed believers, they are more like a way to release the pressure on their souls. If they close their mouths, their heads will probably explode and shatter in the next second.

As the yellow-robed cultists chanted wildly, the flames in front of everyone gradually changed color, from bright orange to a cold bluish-white. The changing color of the flames now became a signal of some kind.

From time to time, some Yellow-robed Christians would be bewitched by the illusions in the flames, and would throw themselves into them with their hands covering the yellow marks on their foreheads.

The rest of the people remained unmoved. The so-called dangers in the secular world were nothing more than a compromise between reason and order. Only by completely embracing chaos was the only way to worship God!

Gradually, a strange burnt smell filled the air. Token sniffed it and felt that the time was ripe.

He took out a wooden box from the suitcase he had brought with him. There were two small mirrors in the three grooves.

Token threw the mirror into the flames. The crackling blue-white flames emitted a sound of solid matter breaking due to heat, followed by two desperate howls of dying humans coming from the fire, as if two people were experiencing the pain of being burned by the flames.

About five minutes later, Token slowly approached the fire, put on a pair of special gloves, took out a handful of potion from the herb bag, and finally chanted a spell. After completing the above procedures, he put his hand into the flames.

The next second he took out a whistle the length of a cigarette.

The whistle was bone yellow in color and covered with a thin layer of transparent glass. Token checked the whistle repeatedly by firelight and nodded with satisfaction after a long while.

Token waved his hand and signaled to the dozen or so men in black robes. The men in black robes took out the antler statue from the box and buried it under the oak tree.

Token took a deep breath when he saw his men complete this operation, because the next step was to summon the gods' servants. As long as he blew the whistle in his hand, there would be no turning back.

But the Ship family persisted, wasn't this the day they were waiting for? Summoning the servants of the gods was nothing, it was just the first step of the grand mass tonight.

Thinking of this, Token blew the whistle in his hand suddenly. After a sharp whistle that pierced his eardrums, Token opened his arms and chanted a spell to welcome the gods' servants.

"The steed of the starry sky calls upon you to ride and bear your weight..."

The next second, a very cold breeze blew up from the sky in front of the church, and everyone present shivered unconsciously. When everyone's body temperature recovered, they heard the sound of some creature flapping its wings.

The monster that appeared before everyone's eyes was definitely the most bizarre mixture.

The imaginary monsters in mythology are often just body parts of different creatures combined together. That combination still follows the basic human understanding of anatomy and biology. Painters also tend to sketch monsters in a more religious metaphorical direction.

But the monster in front of him seemed to deliberately break this harmonious cognition. It wanted to let the factor of chaos evolve to the extreme.

The bodies of horses were mixed with insect tissue, the wings of birds had bat membranes, and the heads of moles and crows looked like children's crude clay sculptures.

It looked down at the people below, and a chilling feeling of dejection swept through everyone's mind. Four or five men in black robes could not bear it and fainted on the spot, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Token clenched the whistle and deer antler ornament in his hands. The next second, the thick branches of the oak trees grew wildly, forming the shape of deer antlers and clamped the monster in the air.

The first phase of the Mass was a success.

"It's over... I have a spare..."

Liu Yonglu whispered to Millie Tang under the oak tree, but this was also within Liu Yonglu's expectations. The possibility of Misa failing right at the start was not great, because this was the first step. If there was really some key material missing, people would just not summon him.

Seriously, you have to bet on tomb worms.

"You hand me the grave worm, I'll come later."

Liu Yonglu also figured it out at this time. Why was Token so nice to him along the way? He probably wanted to ask me for something.

Then I'll throw it. I'll have a better chance.

"Mi Li'er, before I take action, give me a signal. As soon as you pout, I will throw it out."

"Yes, Mr. Ricky."

Millie Tang also frowned under the mask. The double insurance has now become a single insurance. In her large windbreaker, Millie Tang has begun to prepare the potion, ready for a fallout.

Liu Yonglu knew nothing about the Mass ceremony, but Milly Tang could tell from what Token had prepared that this Mass was indeed unusual, and its complexity was so complex that even she could not figure it out.

After they finished planning their next move, Liu Yonglu looked at the strange bird in the sky and muttered:
"Mi Li'er, do you recognize the bird on your head?"

Millie Tang was stunned for a moment, then looked up. The twisted and bonded monster did not struggle or roar exaggeratedly after being clamped. Instead, it hissed in a low voice and turned its head to look into the distance, as if calling for its master.

"I've read about the starry sky horse, Baiyaki."

"Tsk, he's really shaggy...chirp chirp..."

Liu Yonglu greeted Baiyaki with the gesture and tone of teasing a stupid dog. What's more, when he chirped, Baiyaki actually turned his head and looked at the tiger's head below with its cloudy dark yellow eyes.

It seems that there is some unknown connection between the two.

How was your Saturday? It’s autumn and there are still mosquitoes. They bit me…

There are still three chapters today. I will check the status tomorrow. If the status is good, I may be able to pay off the debt. If not, I will continue with three chapters.

Haha, have a nice weekend everyone.

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(End of this chapter)