I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

In the basement of a suburban villa in the south of Britannia.

This is a wine cellar, but there is no wine placed here at the moment. A group of men and women gathered in front of an ancient magic circle, repeating the spell that Hypnos just heard.

"In this darkness, in this darkness."

They were wearing black hooded robes, their appearance was hidden under the hood, and they were holding candles in their hands. The wine cellar was extremely dark, with only the flickering light brought by these torches, giving it the feeling of a weird cult ritual. .

The only person not wearing a hood was an old man with gray hair and beard, who seemed to be the host of this ceremony.

He took out a coin from the waiter's plate on one side and recited a spell.

"I'll give you a coin made of stone!"

Then he threw the coin into the magic circle and took out a knife from the plate.

"I'll give you a knife from the mountain."

Then, he put the knife against the blood vessels in his wrist and cut it open.

"I give you the blood that flows from my veins."

Blood flowed from his wrist and dripped into the magic circle.

"I'll give you a song stolen from the dirt."

He took out a feather from the plate and said in an excited voice.

"I'll give you back a feather plucked from an angel's wing!"

As he spoke, he raised the feather in his hand high.

"For you to stand in the sky!"

He released his grip on the feather, and the feather slowly fell with the wind, landing just in the center of the magic circle.

The men in black robes around him were still repeating the spell just now.

The moment the feather fell, it actually began to float straight up in violation of gravity.

This scene made the faces of the spell casters around them show a little excitement, and the speed of chanting the spell also accelerated a little.

The old man who presided over the ceremony came to his senses. He raised his hands and his tone became a little more passionate.

"I call you with poison! I call you with pain!"

The feather ignited flames in mid-air, and was instantly burned into a thick smoke, while surging magic power vibrated around it.

"I opened the door, I opened the way!"

The lines of the magic circle under their feet gradually lit up with the brilliance of magic, and even automatically ignited flames, lighting up the dark wine cellar. The pages of the magic book placed on one side were vibrated by the magic like the wings of a bird. General page turning.

"I call you in the name of the old master!

Maura Maberry calls you! "

In the sky above the magic circle, magic power mixed with fine black sand surged in it, like a non-Newtonian fluid.

The breeze blew against the hair and clothes of people around, and people looked at this scene in a daze.

These people are not professional magicians.

Including the old man. He only started to get in touch with mystery because his son died in the plague in the south. In the early years, he had found nothing until he obtained an ancient magic book not long ago.

He wanted to summon the God of Death to retrieve his son.

He drew these magic circles based on the descriptions in the magic book and held such a ceremony, but unexpectedly, it actually succeeded.

But obviously, although he succeeded, he summoned the wrong person.

"come on!"

he shouted excitedly.

As Mora finished speaking, the fine black sand transformed into a human figure and landed in the center of the circle. It was Hypnos who was still on the battlefield of the Spanish Empire before!

But at this moment, he had lost consciousness and was as defenseless as an ordinary person.

Maura's eyes widened, as did the people around her. The old man's eyes were complicated, including excitement, anxiety, and fear.

He walked around Xiuponos, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly squatted down and carefully stretched out his hand.

He took a bag from Hypnos' side, held the bag and poured it down, pouring out some black sand.

"A bag of sand," he muttered.

He continued to turn around and tried to take off the ruby ​​hanging around his neck. He was very careful and tried not to touch the magic circle.

The magic circle is a prison circle that can seal the power of God.

The ruby ​​is large and crystal clear, as if it contains some mysterious power.

It seems that the person who took away the two things in the center of the magic circle didn't respond, and his courage gradually began to grow.

"Let me see what other treasures you have."

He directly reached out and pulled off the robe He was wearing. He was not wearing anything under the robe, leaving His body exposed.

Finally, Mora reached out and took off his gas mask-like helmet. This time, Hypnos' body could be said to have been stripped naked.

He looked at the helmet carefully. Although he didn't know what it was used for, it was certainly not a mortal thing that a god could wear.

Mora looked around and then at Hypnos on the ground.

"We will wait for this distinguished guest to wake up before making our request."

Then he took those things and turned towards the stairs.

"Guards, watch Him for me."

Hypnos was lying naked in the center of the magic circle. When he woke up and found his current situation, his pride would probably be shattered to pieces.

He was trapped by a group of amateur magicians using amateur magic, and even had his artifact taken away, and was imprisoned here.

This is due to the fact that there are not many gods in this world now, but He will inevitably become the laughing fruit among all gods...

……

Although Hypnos is not dead, the disappearance of the God of Sleep also caused quite a stir in the world.

Some people fell into a long slumber from which they could not wake up.

That was caused by the nightmare that lost the control of the God of Sleep and acted recklessly in the dream world.

These people are gradually increasing as time goes by, and a disease called "narcolepsy" is spreading around.

Maura Marbury, who imprisoned the sleeping god, was a noble from the south. Because of the war, no one was planting the fields, so the finances were not very good, but the foundation was still there.

Especially that villa, which together with the courtyard should cover an area of ​​several thousand square meters. The interior of the entire villa is in Baroque style, which is very gorgeous.

Xia Ya came to the villa at this moment, but at this moment he changed his clothes, a black suit, holding a cane in his hand, and wearing a high hat on his head.

The hair also turned back to its original black color.

He looked around in the hall at the stylishly decorated house. There were many bookshelves and ornaments around it. Some of the ornaments had the characteristics of local witchcraft. It could be seen that the owner of the house was very interested in mystery.

However, there is obviously not a single magic object among these ornaments.

"Do I know you?"

A voice came from behind Char. Mora stood in the open corridor on the second floor and frowned at Char. She was wearing pajamas.

"I don't know you, but I know you very well, Maura."

Char said with his back to Mora.