Normally, such a fast promotion is impossible, but Bai Yan deeply knows that there is something wrong with him.
"The third most suitable ritual is for me to enslave the important people around me and accomplish my ulterior purpose. I must also prepare these high-end materials in advance... Why do I suddenly feel that all the promotion rituals suitable for me are a bit evil?"
"The fourth most suitable ritual is actually related to games..."
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Platinum District, Mrs. Helen's home.
The sky was getting dark, and Sylph, who was sitting in the living room and waiting eagerly, became increasingly excited.
It can even be described as exciting.
Some time ago, her mother told her that she would invite a spell instructor to teach her how to learn spells and become a true transcendent.
And tonight is the day when the spell master is coming to the house!
Sylph in the living room held her hands together, imagining in her mind that the new spell instructor would be handsome and handsome. At this moment, she was dressed much prettier than usual, with her golden sand-like hair hanging around her waist. The light makeup makes her face more beautiful, and the black dress makes her look even more restrained and charming.
The reason why Sylph put so much effort into dressing up was because she heard from her mother that the teacher who was willing to condescend to give lectures for a month was a true "metamorphosis-level" transcendent!
There is no doubt that the "metamorphic level" transcendent beings are all big shots! Even in the Demon Hunting Bureau, they are all capable of becoming captains!
In Chenhai City, which has a population of tens of millions, the number of "metamorphic level" extraordinary people is also extremely rare, probably only thirty or forty people.
The mother said that it was because she had helped the other party before that this metamorphosis-level strongman was willing to come to the house and become his mentor in order to repay the favor, instead of coveting a small reward.
"This is Mr. Crowley Aleister Moriarty."
Mrs. Helen smiled and brought in a young man full of aristocratic scholar temperament.
"Sylph, come here quickly. In the next month, he will help you understand the extraordinary power and officially enter that new field."
This handsome man was wearing a crisp black suit, with a gentle smile on his face, and his deep eyes were full of charming charm.
Sylph was stunned.
Bai Yan smiled calmly and said: "Hello, Miss Sylph, I am Crowley Aleister Moriarty, and I will be your teacher in the future."
She was stunned for a while before she realized her impoliteness and immediately said:
"First time meeting, Mr. Moriarty, hello! I'm Sylph, um, hello!"
Sylph is a little devil in school, but she pretends to be a good girl in front of her handsome new tutor and stares at his face intently.
So handsome...Sylph instantly felt like she couldn't stand it anymore.
Bai Yan looked calm and occasionally smiled at her. He had to be polite. After all, it was the first time they met... which was strange.
Since it was their "first meeting", teaching did not start immediately that evening. The mother and daughter had dinner with Mr. "Moriarty".
While eating, Sylph suddenly became very eloquent, and she obviously wanted to express herself in front of Mr. "Moriarty".
Bai Yan also dealt with everything calmly. Occasionally he felt that he had not performed well, and he would wave his hand to stop the mother and daughter, "rewind" and let the conversation start again.
Both mother and daughter knew nothing about the real situation and were unaware of the life they were being played with.
Bai Yan, who was "enjoying", had no psychological pressure. Mrs. Helen had done many illegal and disciplinary things in the gray area, and Sylph's school's bullying behavior was probably a direct death sentence if netizens tried it.
And without their own intervention, they are destined to become living sacrifices to cultists in every world line.
With so many reasons and excuses, the "hedonist" unleashes his joyful nature of enjoying himself to the fullest.
In this way, a pleasant dinner for all three people ended.
"Then we'll see you tomorrow." Bai Yan said with a smile before leaving.
The night is getting dark.
Sylph, who was lying on the bed, became a little... unable to sleep.
Tossing and turning, she suddenly heard the door ringing and was startled. Could it be Mr. Moriarty coming in? Yes, he seems to live in the room over there.
The girl's heart was beating fast.
But the person who came in from the outside was Mrs. Helen in pajamas. She sat on the head of her daughter's bed for a long time and sighed softly.
"Mom? Why did you come?"
Sylph looked at her mother in confusion, wondering why she came to her room late at night and put on a hesitant expression beside her bed.
Mrs. Helen spoke with a heavy tone when the moonlight shone on her face.
"Listen, Sylph."
She said very seriously: "This is actually an opportunity. A small family like ours lacks capable people who can take charge of their own affairs, and will gradually lose a foothold in the increasingly chaotic Chenhai City."
"It's okay if ordinary families gradually lose power, but our family started by 'smuggling' and has always been in a gray area. We have also offended the terrifying vampires... If we really weaken completely, I'm afraid there will be nothing Good ending."
Mrs. Helen hesitated for a long time before finally speaking out her true thoughts: "I am a bit old, so I hope you can have a good relationship with Mr. Moriarty."
Sylph was stunned.
Mother, what are you hinting to yourself
Mrs. Helen left silently, but Sylph's heart became very confused.
Is it really what I think...
She covered her head with the quilt in fear. She always felt that something suddenly changed. It was no longer so romantic, but became cruel and realistic.
Chapter 198 Empathy
Sylph's room.
This is a typical girl's room, mainly decorated in purple, with cute little bear dolls placed in many places.
Sylph was still dressed very delicately. She sat obediently on the light-colored sofa and listened to Mr. "Moriarty"'s story.
Bai Yan sat next to Sylph and calmly told her the general knowledge he had seen in the Demon Enforcement Bureau.
"Energy in the universe is constantly flowing, and spells are a way to use energy to construct phenomena. It pursues standardized operations. In fact, in the night world, many spells are even programmed into software by hackers. Likewise, Can be released..."
"You should have almost an understanding of the basic knowledge of spells."
The smile on Sylph's face gradually faded.
She bit her finger and was silent for a long time before saying shamefully: "Maybe, I should understand."
Although what Bai Yan talked about was some basic knowledge about the extraordinary field, it was actually very valuable.
It could even be said that all knowledge of extraordinary powers is made of gold.
Some of the books Bai Yan read in the Anti-Demon Bureau library were considered rare items and could easily be sold to the outside world for millions or even tens of millions.
Not to mention that some of the books that serve as "original classics" have a certain amount of extraordinary power in themselves.
The Demon Enforcement Bureau has a profound foundation, so every Night Watchman can learn it at will, which is a great benefit for outsiders.
Bai Yan imparted all the knowledge he had gained without reservation, but Sylph's learning ability was not very good. She always said she understood it, but when it came to actual operation, she didn't understand it again.
Although he had only been taught for an afternoon, Bai Yan had already fully understood that it would take at least several months for this child to learn the most basic spells.
She would never in her lifetime reach the level Aaron was at now.
Bai Yan can assert this.
Even though the number of spells that can be released by the "Mysterious Magic" in the character card is not many, Aaron just did not deliberately learn those low-level and bad spells.
He is more inclined to delve into advanced spells.
In fact, if Aaron really wanted to, he could put a small fireball or something at any time.
The actual process of releasing a spell is a bit like playing the piano. You need to control every energy change and timing, that is, master the rhythm.
Aaron has already learned the more difficult spells and has practiced them for many years, so it will be much easier for him to learn simple spells.
It is not easy for ordinary extraordinary people to master more than ten spells proficiently, but a true spell master only needs to get the method (music score) to release the spells, and he can initially master them in a short time.
Of course, a truly powerful spell master will go even further to create spells, and even create legendary forbidden spells.
It doesn't matter if you don't understand the spells or can't tap into the inherent supernatural power... Normal extraordinary people can also become stronger through relics, rituals, and potions.
The biggest problem with rituals is that there are always risks, and most rituals cannot grow through learning... Flow is a special case.
Bai Yan gradually recalled a small ceremony in his mind and smiled happily.
"You are a little tired of learning the basics of spells, Sylph. How about I teach you a small ritual."
Sylph nodded slightly and said proactively: "Mr. Moriarty, I know the concept of ritual... The so-called ritual is actually a game, a game between me and the world and the gods."
Bai Yan shook his head and said: "What you said is good, but not entirely correct. The most accurate term is the game of 'ritual initiator' and 'world and gods'."
He added: "If your level is high enough, the effects you get when using rituals will be different... For example, we may use the same ritual to please the world or the ancient gods, while the new gods use it. This ceremony is a negotiation with the world and them."
Some rituals cannot be used by ordinary people, and may even offend the target, but souls in the "Formation World" and "Creation World" can use them, because they have the qualifications to be looked upon highly by the world and the gods.
Bai Yan taught seriously: "Sylph, you have to remember one thing. There are winners and losers in so-called games, and negotiations may anger the other party... Any ceremony, no matter how big or small, has its own characteristics." There are certain risks, especially rituals related to otherworldly gods, and you must not participate."
"understand?"
How could a god from outside the world come into contact with such a terrifying thing? Sylph nodded slightly and asked curiously: "Teacher, is the risk of ritual failure and error very scary?"
Of course it will be very scary, and the consequences are often unpredictable. Bai Yan nodded seriously and explained: "A simple ritual is to borrow water from an ancient god who controls water, but if you accidentally place the sacrifice in a The thing that the god hates the most... Congratulations, you may never drink a drop of water again in this life."
"Well... This is the so-called 'malice of the world' and 'curse of the gods'."
Sylph stuck out her tongue and immediately became afraid.
"Mr. Tutor, there won't be any danger in the ceremony for a while, right?"
"No, don't worry."
Bai Yan smiled.
He quickly brought four simple matchsticks and placed them in the four corners of the table in front of him. Finally, he placed a bowl of clean water without any dirt in the middle of the table.
"This is a very simple ritual, and the game object of this ritual is the 'Goddess of Justice' Versetti."
I have never heard of what kind of god Versetti is. Sylph looked at the table curiously, feeling more and more how powerful Teacher Moriarty was.
Bai Yan started the ritual according to the steps recorded in the Anti-Devil Bureau's book "Rage of Justice". He calmly put a drop of blood into the water.
The clear water turned turbid in an instant, dyeing everything red.
"alright."
Bai Yan calmly took Sylph's white little hand and gently placed it on a corner of the table, letting her finger press one of the matchsticks.
Sylph blushed slightly, but did not make any struggle and allowed Mr. "Moriarty" to hold her hand.
"Recite this ritual incantation. You need to recite it yourself for it to be effective."
Bai Yan took out the note with written words in his other hand and put it in front of Sylph with a smile.
Oh, that’s it. Sylph nodded and read in confusion.
"Our past has created our present, and our choices have created our present. Therefore, we feel the same, and we will struggle and suffer together..."
After reading this, Sylph suddenly felt a sharp pain like tearing!
It came from the position of his hand that was being held down!
She subconsciously wanted to scream in pain, but Mr. Moriarty covered her mouth and couldn't scream.
"Don't make a sound."
His voice was gentle.
Sylph felt that the hand holding the matchstick was constantly hurting. It was too painful. She had never experienced this kind of pain since she was a child, and her body began to tremble.
The girl desperately tried to move her hand away, but Bai Yan smiled and held her little hand down, making it impossible for Sylph to break free.
"Ugh."
Sylph's head was covered with sweat, and she couldn't understand why. Why did Mr. Moriarty torture herself... Could he be a pervert
Suddenly, Bai Yan's words sent shivers down her spine.
"Didn't you have someone break her hand bones? Sylph, why are you confused about this kind of pain?"
Bai Yan explained calmly: "This is just a small ritual that makes people 'empathize'. Sylph, remember, it's not me who wants to torture you at this time. The source of this pain is you."
Why would he know this
That drop of blood came from her? That girl