The Shaman Wants Transcendence - The Shaman Wants Transcendence chapter 84

84 – Yoel

The arm was terrible.

The arm in the mirror was thin and white, just like Ella’s, but the one outside the mirror was tough and thick. It was the arm of a man with a lot of hair.

On that arm, veins were protruding and there were purple bruises in places that looked like a corpse’s arm, and besides, the sore skin, as if it was suffering from a disease, was pushed away and washed away every time it touched Ella’s body, turning it into a bright red color. Was exposing the skin of

“Quaaah!”

Her arms hugged Ella and she disappeared into the mirror.

Ella, with her physiological disgust, panics that she is being kidnapped and she screams, but she is the only one. She disappeared without a trace, leaving only sounds like the death row of a condemned prisoner before her death, like the last scream of an animal before being hunted.

And.

Pod!

Parbat!

Jiyi-yiing.

As soon as Ella was kidnapped, the light returned as if she had done her part.

The fluorescent lights started to shine again with a noise, and all the electronic products in the room made their own sounds, announcing that their lives had returned.

But the two people who had real life were devastated.

I was kidnapped in the blink of an eye and couldn’t save Ella.

I could only look out the window where Ella had disappeared.

“Sat, rabbit!”

Iarin was the first to come to his senses.

In awe, she runs to the window where Ella has disappeared, but the window is just a window.

No matter how much she reached out and touched her, she couldn’t get into it.

The window, which had become a mirror because of the darkness outside, only darkly reflected Arin’s embarrassed face, and in the end, Arin Lee had no choice but to give up trying to save Ella through her window.

Instead, she ran for the door.

“This, this.”

Even if I opened the door, she couldn’t get out.

For the silver sparks of her skies intercepted her.

When she stretches out her hand, it rides on her hand and subdues her.

When she pushes her body forward, it becomes solid metal and blocks her path.

If you try to focus her qi to break her, the thing that rides on her body becomes a form of shackles, preventing her from gathering her qi, and she manages to gather her qi and hit her, dispersing the impact in all directions around her. No damage whatsoever.

“Stupid Iarin. Look at this.”

However, Arin Lee did not give up on her and was about to go out the door. Serine Lee checked her smartphone and then intercepted her and showed her text message.

“You don’t have to worry, I’ll go out on my own. 』

What floated on the smartphone was the text of Jinseong.

Arin saw it and seemed to hesitate about something, then lowered her arm and leaned her body against her shoe rack.

* * *

“Hohohoho! Success! Success!”

“If it’s our skill, it’s natural! hehehe.”

If there is someone who is in despair, there is also a person who can’t control joy.

The fortuneteller let out a cheer of joy as he saw Ella, who was clutching her neck in a strong grip. The sound of Ella’s gasping for her breath was a bliss to the fortune teller.And the weak hand gesture, begging for release, was the sweetest sensation to them.

However, apart from obtaining the prey, the bleeding was considerable.

“Uh, that monster bastard won’t play tricks.”

The fortune teller tightened his grip on her neck and forced Ella to pass out, and as soon as she confirmed that she had passed out, she tied herself with vines and threw her on the altar. She then looked in her mirror and, as she does her lover, she gently stroked her own cheek in her mirror.

“Oh, it hurts so bad.”

The fortune teller’s face reflected in the mirror was truly terrifying.

Blood and pus flowed from his reddened skin as if he had been burned, and most of his beard, which he was proud of, was roughly torn off. Moreover, there were finger-sized holes in his cheeks, through which his teeth and gums were visible.

Not only that, but his face was also scarred as if it had been mercilessly scratched with a sharp piece of glass.

It was a situation where it would not be strange for a normal person to scream and writhe in pain.

However, as if the fortune teller was familiar with these wounds, he took items from his desk and treated them.

The entire reddened skin was carefully applied with aloe vera leaf extract, which he personally collected and squeezed, and poured dozens of pills made by grinding medicinal substances that promote recovery to treat wounds. And the hole in his face was sewn by himself with a thread made using a cactus.

During this process, he continued to drink strong alcohol, probably because he couldn’t overcome the pain, but the fortune teller finished the first aid without groaning.

His condition, which had to be rushed to the hospital right away, gradually improved, and eventually his wounds and skin returned to normal. However, the beard paid for the Rumpelstiltschen witchcraft ritual did not regenerate.

The fortuneteller saw his own face, which was made even uglier by the thinning beard that barely remained. Then, unable to contain her anger, he approached the fainting Ella and tried to pull her hair.

“Stop! Don’t touch your hair!”

However, thanks to the fortune teller in the mirror, the action ended in an attempt, and instead, the fortune teller gnashed his teeth in anger and slapped Ella in the chest.

f*ck!

The fist seemed merciless, but of a cleverly calculated intensity, and while it didn’t endanger Ella’s life, it was enough to crack a rib or two in her.

“Yes. I have to touch her ribs so she can’t escape.”

Far from resenting the atrocities that hit him in the chest instead of his hair, the fortune teller in the mirror nodded his head with a look of satisfaction.

It was not out of pity that the fortune teller stopped grabbing Ella’s hair, but only out of fear that the sacrifice might be damaged.

Her long hair was a treasure in itself.

In most myths, long hair was the standard and symbol of beauty, and the act of cutting and offering it was regarded as an act of sacrificing ‘femininity’ and ‘beauty’, the most important elements for women, and was considered precious.

In addition, Coma Berenices, which is important in astrology, is also related to this.

The nickname for this constellation is Ariadne’s hair, or Berenice’s hair.

Berinike II, who was queen of Egypt, offered her hair to the temple of Aphrodite to pray for her safety from her Ptolemy III, and she was guaranteed the safety of her king in return.

It’s not just the safety of the common man, it’s the king’s on the battlefield.A material that can use magic enough to guarantee safety.

Shouldn’t we just spoil those ingredients to vent our anger?

Besides, hair means beauty.

Being beautiful has its own value.

It is natural that a beautiful offering is more valuable than an unbeautiful offering.

So, as soon as I grabbed my hair, I dried it.

But the ribs are no problem.

What’s wrong with beauty just because a bone is cracked?

On the contrary, it is recommended because the pain will prevent you from controlling your body properly, and the fever and cough will prevent you from doing tricks.

Unlike giving medicine, the value is not damaged, and I was even worried that the sacrifice would run away, so how can this be a good thing!

“When you hit the chest, you didn’t hit the chest of that stupid thing by mistake, did you?”

“Ho-ho-ho. What are they looking at me for? Of course I skipped that baby in the chest! No matter how angry I was, would I have hit the poor baby who was never born?”

“Tsk, I should have seen you roll your eyes and get hysterical once or twice.”

“Oh my gosh! So have you ever seen me get mad at the kids? I hit the opposite side of the teratoma and broke my ribs, so don’t worry, it doesn’t affect anything! I usually act like a macho, but I’m narrow-minded about this!”

“Tsk, if I’m narrow-minded, you’re narrow-minded too!”

“Oh my gosh. I’m not narrow-minded, I’m delicate!”

“Anyway, I tried to change into white clothes, but those clothes are also white.”

“I think it’s whiter than what we prepared. Wearing good clothes for witches!”

“Heh, it’s nice to be able to start right away without wasting more time.”

“Hohohoho. That’s right. I knew I was going to be a sacrifice in advance, so I wore white clothes, and it looks like I washed my body a while ago. I sniffed it and it’s still a virgin… It’s just the sacrifice itself!”

The fortune teller smiled at the fainting Ella.

“Your talent isn’t that great either.”

“Are you really born to be used as a sacrifice?”

hahahaha!”

He smiled contentedly and began the ceremony.

He took out a wooden dagger and an ax from the drawer and put them on his body, and put a golden mask on his face.

Then he carefully placed the golden goblet containing the fishy-smelling clear liquid on the altar.

Flutter.

He hung a white cloth with Krom Cruach’s pattern on it over the altar, and sprinkled an unknown powder on the torch beneath it.

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Grasp!

When the powder was sprinkled on the fire, the flames spread in all directions as if an explosion had occurred, but strangely, none of the flames were transferred to the cloth.

The fortune teller reverently raised the cup on the altar as he watched the torch burn brightly and make the chrome cruerch pattern engraved on the white cloth glow in various colors. Patterns made of gold leaf all over the altar shimmered in the light of the torches, but the cup made entirely of gold did not shine at all.

He went down the altar and overturned the cup.

Charleuk.

The liquid in the glass began to pour onto the floor, and although it was clearly contained in a small glass, it flowed endlessly as if water was being sprayed from a hose, filling the bottom of the altar. And when the liquid soaked up the fortune teller’s ankles, the fortune teller unwrapped the bag placed near the altar and poured it out on the floor.

Iron puck.

Iron puck.

The spilled things are just deadThey were animal carcasses.

The corpse, which gave off only the smell of a corpse and did not give off any smell peculiar to a corpse, began to bleed from the hole in the body as soon as it was poured onto the floor, staining the liquid dripping on the floor bloody.

Its appearance resembles an altar standing on top of a bloody pond.

It looked really cruel.

“Mag Slecht! Mag Slecht! Great One! A space has been created here to worship thee, only with the sweet smell of blood and incorruptible death!”

Wow!

The fortune teller shouted, clapped his hands loudly, and fell to his knees.

Then, as he lay down on the floor dripping with blood, he stood up again, stretched out his arms as if to worship the sun, and shouted.

“Great sun! Great god! Great blessing to drink the flowing blood and make manure for the multitude! Here be worshiped by the lowly priest who gained the wisdom of the oak tree! The gallantry of Gaelic warriors surpasses the dazzling sun.” The hands of the cruel foreigners do not reach the hands of the main god, so they deserve respect!”

Cried the fortuneteller like a mad priest.

“Here is a worthy tribute to the Lord, Oh! Sun! Lord! Give me the due price for the offering, and give me a way to approach you as a hero!”

And when that mad cry was over, the fortune teller stood up. His clothes were clean, not a single drop of blood or dust, even though he lay face down on the floor dripping with blood.

So pure

A pure figure, like an offering offered on an altar.

“…This.”

The fortune teller was taken aback when he saw his body without a drop of blood and the gold shining brightly in the forest as if it were emitting light on its own.

“How.”

* * *

“If you’re going to have a ceremony, you have to do it grandly. Isn’t that a virtue?”

There was a lotus flower.

The light pink lotus flower in the bud state was floating on the muddy water, and it was showing off its beauty while smelling the humid and smelly air of the ground instead of the fresh air on the ground.

It is said that the beauty of a lotus flower is that it blooms even from mud.

If it is the beauty of a lotus flower that blooms even in a stinky and dirty mess, that beauty will not fade no matter what the place is or the water in which it is soaked.

Okay.

The place where the lotus flower floats is underground.

It is said that instead of the sun, it blooms through Samadhi evolution.

Its beauty will not fade.

“If human sacrifice is so good, offer your body too.”

The meaning of the lotus flower is innocence and nobility.

The buds blooming into flowers is the expression of energy.

And.

Solar energy.