In the myth that Jenkin understands, after drinking the spring water of the Fountain of Wisdom, Odin, the Lord God of Norse on Earth, hangs himself upside down on a big tree for nine days and nine nights in order to welcome the dusk of the gods, thus comprehending the origin of magic Rooney Text.
If the story takes place in this world, then this is obviously a standard gifter ritual.
He swallowed again, "But I can't hang myself upside down."
Holding the book in his right hand, his left hand unconsciously touched his waist, and there was a hemp rope with the belt: B-10-04-1212, hunter's trap rope.
The corner of his mouth trembled, and he took two steps in place. In the darkness, only the silver brilliance was revolving around the man. He thought again: "But I don't have a fountain of wisdom..."
This idea is a bit too ridiculous, because Jenkins was worried that his spring water had expired a few days ago.
This seems to be a coincidence, but fate is too fond of teasing people. These items are naturally obtained through various events, and in the end they will be connected together in this way.
"Wait, I remember Odin sacrificed one of his eyes before being hanged upside down..."
Thinking of this, now Jenkins really believes that what fate guides is Odin's hanging ceremony. Because, the metal block that sealed the Suicide Eye was in his pocket.
I took the cat to the giant tree again and looked up at the crown of the tree. There is really only a small piece of the sun left. In the dim pool water, the shimmering water surface reflects the light of the silver ball of light, Jenkins and Chocolate in the reflection, quietly looking at Jenkins and Chocolate by the pool.
Hathaway once said that after drinking the water from the Fountain of Wisdom, it will be easier to comprehend abilities. And the baptism ceremony to be carried out under the tree was transformed from an ancient ritual that had been lost.
There are good reasons to believe that the lost ritual is an ability learning ritual, and that ability is [Undead].
The sun could not be seen at all, and there was no sound in the dark forest. Jenkins stood by the pool, two silver orbs of light swirling around him.
"Should I go outside first to see what's going on, or try the ritual first?"
He said to himself, and Chocolate gave a childish cry, then jumped off Jenkins' shoulders, quickly climbed up the giant tree, and stood on a higher branch looking down at him.
Those amber eyes seem to be glowing in the dark environment. Looking into the eyes of the cat, Jenkins felt for the first time that the cat he raised also had rich emotions.
Since Chocolate didn't want to leave, it was impossible for Jenkins to leave it alone.
He took off his coat and the thick clothes on his upper body and threw them by the pool. He only wore a white shirt. After a run-up, he awkwardly climbed onto the tree with a trunk that was almost as long as his waist, and pulled the hemp rope around his waist. Take it off and tie it to a branch.
In order to prevent accidents, I pulled it hard to make sure that I would not fall to myself in a while.
The lower end of the rope happened to hang over the pool. After jumping off the tree, he rummaged through his clothes and threw all the valuable materials into the pool.
In the end, he knelt down on the grass, holding the iron block with his real name engraved in both hands. Flames rose from his hands, red light and silver light intertwined in the darkness. Sensing the power of the same source, God's real name withdrew its resistance, revealing its wrapped eyes.
It was the same as last time, rolling around in the palm of the hand, and the pupils revealing a vicious look were facing the man.
plop~
Eyes were also thrown into the pool.
Probably because too many spiritual materials and items were put in, the surface of the pool also began to emit white fluorescence in the dark. Dots of light emerge from the bottom of the water, float on the surface of the water, and dissipate in the air.
He dug out the test tube containing the water from the Spring of Wisdom, pulled off the stopper, raised his head, and swallowed it with a few gurgles.
This time, there is no special feeling, just a chill in the stomach, and this coolness is spreading to other parts of the body.
"The guidance of fate must mean this, otherwise I will suffer a lot..."
As he thought, he took off his shoes and walked into the water from the shore.
White fluorescent lights surrounded the man spontaneously, and a cold feeling poured into his body from all directions.
The idea of calling out flames to warm the body under strong pressure finally came to the center of the pool. The pool was not very deep, and even in this position, the parts above Jenkins' chest were still able to emerge from the water.
He didn't know what a formal baptism ceremony should be like, but the moment his head touched the drooping hemp rope, his body rolled and flew up involuntarily.
The hemp rope neatly bound Jenkins' right leg, and automatically pulled his body up, hanging at a position about one meter above the water.
"I think it's kind of silly."
As he thought of this, the blood all over his body fell downward due to gravity, and his face quickly flushed red.
There was no abnormal phenomenon, except for the two silver balls of light still revolving around the body, nothing happened.
"Meow~"
Chocolate is lying on the branch directly above Jenkins, the cat's head is slightly looking down at the Hanged Man below.
It opened its cat's mouth to reveal its pink mouth, and yawned, with its two front paws together, waiting quietly.
But Jenkins' situation was a bit worse. He didn't realize until now that it was absolutely impossible for a human being bound by B-10-04-1212 to break free on his own. As time went by, my breathing became short of breath, and my head felt a little dizzy.
He didn't know whether it was because he kept this posture for too long, or because the ritual was working, and his consciousness was already a little unclear.
Another explosion sounded in the distance, and a huge black figure also appeared in the sky. These have no effect on Jenkins, because he has reached the verge of coma and sobriety.
"If you die because of this incident, I'm afraid you will be laughed at by others for the rest of your life."
Thinking unconsciously, after coming to this world, it was the first time I felt death was so close.
"Might die, everyone is mortal."
A grotesque illusion appeared in front of his eyes, but his eyes had already been closed tightly. The life of the past few months appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. These scenes made him ignore the gurgling sounds in the pool below him, and the colorful lights intertwined at the bottom of the pool.
There was obviously no wind, but the trees in the forest swayed in unison. The giant tree hanging Jenkins upside down glowed faintly, and those lights were extremely dazzling in the dark forest.
The silver ball of light, the green giant tree, and the white water pool all echo each other, and Jenkins, who is in the middle, is also covered with a strange light.
"Mr. Barnard, thank you for saving me, but you are not strong enough, so you died too, for your own belief..."
It seemed that he could still hear the nervous voice of the middle-aged man facing the octopus.
"Mr. Piscoe, you said that your whole life has been waiting for me to appear. I still don't know if it's worth it, but you are right, although you die, your life and soul are at that moment, really Blooming light…”
There seemed to be Mr. Pisco lying on the bed in front of him, still holding the old photo tightly in his hand.
"Mr. Kevin, do you know that mortals will die, even if you try to exchange what you have for life, you are only weakening the thickness of life."
The man who laughed with Jenkins the night of the psychic game and the man who stalked at the funeral no longer seemed to be the same person.
"Dad, thank you for helping me so much. I think you're right, mortals are mortal, and now it's my turn..."
Consciousness gradually blurred, as if falling into the deepest darkness.
"Everyone is mortal, but I don't want to die."
He likes this world, everyone he meets, every friend...
"Mortal is mortal. I knew this long ago, but never thought it would be so soon."
Aspirations and dreams have not yet been realized, and it is hard to come to such an interesting world...
"Barnard the weak is dead, Pisco the pious is dead, Jenkins the seeker is also dead, and only the meek ones are still alive."
"Yes, every mortal is mortal, and he will die sooner or later. All mortals are mortal, and the only immortals are..."
After being conscious for a moment, a smile appeared on his face:
"The hint from the lifespan merchant is already obvious. Yes, I am not a mortal, I am a god!"
In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from Jenkins' body. Even without burning divinity, the chants and the pure white beam of light still enveloped him.
With a plop, the Orb of Life slipped from his forehead.
There was another plop, Chocolate stood by the pool, flicked its tail, and the metal block that sealed the divinity also slid into it.
The light disappeared, and after a suffocating second, the golden light broke through the water first and burst out, which was the power of God;
In the second second, the green brilliance also gushes out, which is the power of life;
In the third second, a red fluorescent light flew out. This is the spirit in the material used in the original baptism, and it is part of the power obtained by the Sage Church from the [Undead] ceremony in the ancient era;
In the fourth second, the yellow streamer poured down from above, and the rope turned into powder bit by bit, just like Mr. Pisco, it was born for this moment, and the man was quietly hanging upside down in the air;
In the fifth second, purple light burst out from Jenkins in all directions, it guided this moment, it should be involved, this is the power of fate;
In the sixth second, a blue light floated from the trunk of the giant tree. It absorbed Jenkins' blood before growing out. The ancient inheritance in the blood was celebrating this moment. This is the power of the alien blood;
In the seventh second, a strange and terrifying black color emerged from the deepest part of the pool, the magic eye completely disintegrated, and the purest power of death contained in it was forced to join the ceremony.
Under the giant tree, on the pool, the young man's closed eyes hang upside down in the air. The seven colors gathered together to form a seven-color light ball, which revolved around him like fireflies chasing each other.
They collide with each other, merge with each other, and finally approach a strange stability. All color is gone, and at last there is only pure white shining in the dark forest.
The white light gradually converged on the man's chest, and the shining light even broke through the constraints of the tree crown. Finally, the pure white encore cross symbol appeared in front of the man.
PS: If it ends at 2,000 words, someone will definitely criticize me, so this chapter is only 3,200 words, just one plot.
Jenkins felt dissatisfied with the part of "I am a god, not a man", and said four short words: the weak die, the pious die, the seeker die, and the poor live. But the image of "seeker" overlaps too much with Jenkins, and if another character is arranged to receive the lunch box, the capacity of this volume will explode, so he assigns "seeker" to himself. I finally read it myself and felt a little weaker.
As to why Mr. Pisco is "the pious", because it is his destiny that he is pious. It may be considered that he compromised his destiny, but on the other hand, he could also be considered to have truly grasped his own destiny.
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