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Chapter 262 Mithraic Ceremony

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Aiwass took Sherlock to St. Guinevere's Chapel.

Yes, the place where he planned to take Sherlock to complete the ceremony was the underground of the Candlestick Chapel.

Although it looks a little bad, and I feel a little jumpy when I touch it, but according to Aiwass’s understanding of prayer, Si Zhu probably doesn’t care about this.

Because there is no god Mithras, and the process of completing the ceremony belongs to the field of devotion.

Rounding up, this is also worshiping the priest.

"Don't we have to come here?"

But Sherlock obviously felt guilty.

In other words, Sherlock, who grew up in Avalon, actually did not understand from the bottom of his heart what a "made-up god" was. In his understanding, he still regarded Mithras as a real god or a heretic god.

"Because we are in the city."

Aiwass explained, leading Sherlock down the dim stairs to the depths of the cellar. "Normally, this ritual requires a A natural grotto. And the location of the grotto must be strictly chosen, from Taurus to Aries. It is called the Place of Creation."

"It seems very troublesome," Sherlock commented.

“It’s just very troublesome. So I need to use a ceremonial ground to create a usable crowning place. Then I need a sacred enough place. It needs to be isolated from the influence of the path of love as much as possible, but at the same time It cannot see the light, it must be underground, and there must be enough space."

Aiwass turned around and spread his hands, "Then tell me, where else can I go besides here?"

This is the wine cellar used by the church to store sacrificial wine.

Aiwass had reported it to Bishop Mathers last night, and Bishop Mathers’ reaction was strange.

The bishop said that the key is with you anyway, and you can go wherever you want.

Strange, where did I get so much face?

Although Aiwass was a little confused, he decided to complete Sherlock's ceremony first.

"I know you are right."

Sherlock gently pushed Aiwass who was blocking the way, "But don't block the stairs suddenly. I almost bumped into you." "

"You can't hit me with your small body."

Aiwass laughed.

Hey, if you say that, then I will give it a try

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, but still chose to remain silent. After all, it was Aiwass who was busy with himself now, and it would not be polite for him to argue with Aiwass at this time.

Although he actually didn’t know whether this ceremony would be successful, Aiwass’s attitude alone was enough to move him.

As they continued down, Aiwass began to explain the occult principles of this ritual to Sherlock.

"Do you know about the precession movement?"

"I have a bit of an impression."

"Simply put, every time a year passes, the sun returns to where it was a year ago. time, allThere will be a slight distance from there. Therefore, although the winter solstice moves westward every year, although the amplitude is small, it does exist.

“The sun will return to its true place every twenty-six thousand years, so twenty-six thousand years are called the Great Year in astrology. For this reason, its twelve One in every 2160 years, there will be new constellations at the vernal equinox when the sun appears.

“The history of mankind only records one great year. And before the beginning of this new year is the time of the elves.

"We are currently in the Pisces Era, which began about two thousand years ago. The Pisces Era is preceded by Aries, and the precedence of Aries is Taurus. Some astrologers believe that human history begins with the lion , and some people think it started with the scales. I personally prefer the latter because the sun of this generation was hatched by the scales, and the scales are a metaphor for the sand clock."

Aiwass said. , while going down to the bottom of the cellar.

He snapped his fingers, and the cellar suddenly lit up

Twelve astrological symbols of different colors lit up in sequence from the walls of the cellar. Lighting up the dim "cave" a little.

This is the symbol that Aiwass drew on the wall before using twelve kinds of metal gemstones representing the zodiac and dipped in twelve kinds of plant essential oils representing the zodiac. He poured his own magic into it, making it demonic.

In order to get these essential oils, he specially woke up the king, who was probably still asleep, and took the freshest and best products from him.

Also lit up was a black bull.

It lit up with golden light, which were also runes lit by the mana injected by Aiwass. Poems praising the sun are written on the body of the black bull in seven different languages. Sherlock only recognized six of them, and the remaining one seemed to be Ancient Horus.

“You also understand Horus?” Sherlock was a little surprised.

"I asked Instructor Bard to help with the translation."

Aiwass answered honestly, "I can still copy it once."

Okay. Well, this is also a way.

But

"Do we have to be in such a hurry?"

When things came to a close, Sherlock hesitated again, "Will we trouble too many people?"

"I am the person who is causing you the most trouble." Aiwass turned back and glared at him.

"I know."

"Shut up if you know, don't be depressed."

Aiwass said angrily.

After a while, Aiwass sighed and explained, "This ritual has an invisible requirement, that is, I must do it immediately. When you hear about this ritual, you must go immediately Do. Because Aries is a pioneer, a warrior, a young man, a fearless person, and a survivor, the success rate will be much higher because fearless pioneers are more likely to survive, and astrology with Aries as the main sign has such a need. , the more reckless you are, the luckier you will be.

"How can a person who hesitates and hesitates become the sun or Mithras?"

I don't, I'm not.

Sherlock thought quietly in his heart.

But he watched the scene in front of him intently, and was shocked by this mysterious ceremony.

Although Shylock knows nothing about rituals, sacrifices, or astrology, he can also intuitively feel the sacredness in them.

"Go and take off your clothes and kneel in that shelf. There is a small space under there, which I have specially made for you. You can curl up in it like a baby. Remember to curl up, but Don't hold your head with your hands. Don't be wary of your back."

Aiwass ordered, "I will bring the cow over and let it stop on top of you. Then I will kill the cow. Pray. When the blood flows on you and the cow dies, the ritual will be successful."

"Wouldn't I be trampled to death by the cow? Or what if the cow knocks me out when it falls?"

"It is indeed possible."

Aiwass said coldly, "That means the ritual failed. But as long as you are fearless enough, then the ritual should succeed."

"Then what should I pray for?" Sherlock asked again after being silent for a while.

"Whatever," Aiwass replied, "Because the key prayer is with me, so you can do whatever you want there. You can recite whatever you want, or chat with whichever pillar god you want." , it doesn’t matter if you just pray to get yourself a wife.”

That’s outrageous.

Sherlock shook his head repeatedly.

But he still decided to trust Aiwass.

So he obeyed Aiwass's words and knelt down in the small hole.

As Aiwass said, this is the "womb" specially built for him by Aiwass. It's just enough for him to curl up tightly inside without being too crowded or too empty.

The upper and lower wooden boards just happened to support the top of his head and toes, while the two sides forced him to curl his arms up in front of his chest. Everything was just right.

Perhaps Aiwass is really professional.

Shylock had this thought in his mind.

And soon, he felt that his eyes were going dark.

It was not that he fainted, but that the bull was led over and blocked the light of the luminous symbol on the wall.

"When is your birthday, Sherlock"

"January 6th and you just asked me about my birthday now"

"That's Capricorn. It's okay, now It’s not too late to ask, just mention it.”

Aiwass said with a smile, “Get ready for the ceremony, young man.”

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