Chapter 362

On the occasion of the New Year, the witches of the Scarlet Transformation Company held a ceremony and tried their best to call the god of witches.

This is their annual fixed ceremony. It has been performed for more than a hundred years so far. Everyone is calm and treated with the highest standards without any omissions. Each member has signed a confidentiality agreement with hundreds of pages to ensure that no outsiders will Know.

As the only giant company in the world led by witches, Scarlet Transformation Company is mainly engaged in human body transformation business. It has outstanding technical reserves and financial strength. It promotes many witch protection projects and ensures the lower limit of witches' living conditions to a certain extent.

They are eager to keep the fire for the witch's survival, support the development of many reform plans, take the middle route, and participate in the revision of the terms of the company alliance, so that the witch and the company can reach in-depth cooperation, so that the witch can hold important positions and control private property. Unthinkable things.

The Scarlet Transformation Company facilitates these processes, ensuring that the Witch's influence does not completely fade away.

However, only a greater power can tear apart the corporate system and bring back the heyday of witches, so they eagerly yearn for the witch god of the new era.

Therefore, they secretly gathered around the elaborately built shrine, held high the torches used for rituals, burned the incense leaves that enhanced their spiritual power, gathered their will, and hoped that the great witch god would respond.

On this point, there are also differences among the management. Many members believe that this is a meaningless and reckless move, and they would rather spend money and manpower in more useful places, because the God of Witch has not appeared in the world for a long time, and the last achievement of the God of Witch The Queen was already a figure 16 centuries ago.

Others don't think so.

They believe that there will always be amazing witches who will break through the fog of history and forge divine power. This was a very common thing in the past, and even in the age of the company, they firmly believe that this kind of thing will happen.

The god of witches will surely appear——

She will shelter the witch, save the witch, and raise the weapon of revenge against mankind.

Rebuild the greatest witch empire!

The witches are a powerful and excellent group, and they will never be overwhelmed by the chains of human beings. Some witches are destined to be able to pass through many challenges! They were so convinced of this that they held up the torches in their hands and sang in secret in unison:

"Amdei uh, gese tow ou digoxes!"

These spiritual summons continue to consolidate, trying to tie the soul of the witch god. They are eager to find the witch god, dedicate their most loyal beliefs, and under the guidance of the witch god, completely change the witches' survival in this century situation.

On the other side, in the solid gold building, after making a wish, Farosa returned to the room, exhausted, she felt like she had been squeezed out of water, she was light, and she could not walk steadily.

Today she felt very tired, and the voices and ties made her uneasy.

She stumbled and sat on the bed. Fortunately, there was still a secret room. It was specially treated from the wallpaper to the walls. Although it was impossible to buy top products like anti-magic materials, it also used special coatings that could weaken the magic power. The wall structure was complicated. As sophisticated as a honeycomb labyrinth, it was originally intended for sound insulation, but now it can also resist the projection of various mental influences.

Farosa is deeply grateful for this, this is the best gift Xu Yang can give her - a quiet space that can be used to isolate prying eyes and interference.

Now, she fully understands everything Xu Yang has done to her. He is so careful and focused on guiding Farosa's growth, so that she will not fall into the abyss of destruction. wall.

How can you not love such a person?

Therefore, when Xu Yang came in, a faint smile appeared on her face immediately.

"New Year's is the best holiday." Farosa said lightly.

"No," Xu Yang leaned against the door, "...Farosa, you obviously encountered something, tell me."

So the smile faded, and Farosa immediately began to dislike Xu Yang's nosy temperament.

"I can handle it," she stressed.

"Show me the proof." Xu Yang sat next to Farosa and held her hand.

Farosa was silent for a while.

"...It's those calls." Farosa lowered her head, "When people are in danger, they may hope that a certain power will bless them and seek help in the face of disasters and great trials. Now, I have become the goddess of witches, witches. These thoughts of ours also turned into faint voices, echoing in my ears. But I can adapt, and I will get used to this situation.”

"It means that you have to turn a deaf ear and never help?" Xu Yang shook his head, "This will only add to your heart."

"Okay." Farosa closed her eyes, "If you want me to listen to those screams, I'll give it a try."

Farosa calmed down and listened carefully, most of the voices were too small to hear.

So this is how God feels when listening to believers? she thought to herself. The ant-like villains and witches made such loud noises, disturbing the purity of God.

She felt that the powerful ritual power communicated her soul, which made her realize that there is a group of people in the world who know how to perform the ritual of calling the witch god, at least familiar with the occult heritage.

Following the spiritual link, Farosa tried to observe the ceremony scene.

In a very distant place, Farosa could see a considerable number of people. The witch at the head was wearing a classical robe, the other witches held up torches, and the staff in the distance were wearing corporate uniforms with the company emblem printed on them.

"What company's logo is that?" Farosa closed her eyes and described to Xu Yang, "It's like an octopus, but the whole body is red."

"I have heard that it is the internal elite mark of the Scarlet Transformation Company." Xu Yang said, "A particularly powerful witch is the management, and the 'Flying God 4' processor in my head is produced by their company... They are very Good at human modification.”

It turned out that the people of the giant witch company were seeking their own help, no wonder these whispers were so strong. Farosa linked her hazy consciousness with their mysteries and entered their spiritual circle.

——The ritual of summoning the Witch God, success!

Farosa was extremely cautious, but left her divine light behind. The radiance of the galaxy lit up on the shrine in the center of the hall, as if all the stars were blooming in an instant, making them scream with excitement and contentment.

"Success!"

"The Witch God responded!"

"Great, great—"

Trembling, many old witches lifted their hoods and looked at the radiance of the galaxy on the shrine in front of them with tears in their eyes. They escaped the flames and slaughtering knives of the Witch War and survived into the post-war era, waiting for this moment for a long time.

They interrupted the ceremony for a while and didn't know how to continue. They didn't fully understand the ceremony. They only knew that this would establish a connection with the Witch God. They didn't know what to do after the ceremony was successful. The atmosphere did not dare to come out, and worshipped the shrine where Farosa was enchanted.

Farosa only disliked them for being stupid, and she didn't even know how to perform the secret ritual, but she suddenly felt that a powerful force was gathering towards her, and the worship of witches poured into her body. These members truly believed in the authority of the witch god, Now they are bowing their heads in response, paying their respects to the goddess of witches.

Too much power, too much... too powerful! Farotha took a deep breath, allowing her soul to undergo the baptism of these new powers.

"One ceremony a day, no mistake." Farosa issued a faint order through the shrine. Her voice was distorted and deformed, but it was still the true meaning of God, full of majesty, and echoed throughout the hall. They listened silently and respectfully.

Then Farosa pulled her spirits back, sweating profusely all over her body. She panted and felt that her divine power was expanding. It was like flesh and blood growth, which required a lot of resources.

But, so wonderful.

Farosa smiled softly.

"Look...Xu Yang...I have collected the power of worship." She stretched out her hand, and the divine power that shone with the brilliance of the universe appeared in her hand. Originally, it was possible to make a long sword, and then it will be completely used up, but It was completely different now. After she re-transformed the divine sword "Star Rider", the remaining divine power was still quite full, shining like liquid jewelry.

"In time, 'dew drops' will appear," Xu Yang said.

"Ah..." Farosa nodded lightly. Dewdrops, the crystallization of worshippers' beliefs, can obtain extremely powerful power after taking them, but they will also be polluted by the impurities of belief accumulated in the dewdrops, and it needs to be well designed to prevent people from thinking wildly.

Tasting the sweetness, Farosa went deep into her own soul, looking for the mysterious existences that called her.

Regarding the concept of the witch god, there are pious calls and mournful prayers. This time, she encountered the voices of witches who were even more pathetic, some of which were particularly strong, as if with strong resentment, waiting for Farosa to shelter and purify.

"There are a lot of suffering witches waiting for me..." Farosa said softly.

"You shouldn't want to help." Xu Yang said, "You don't want to waste your energy for the benefit of others, and you won't go through trouble and pay the price for it."

"Why don't you try it." Farosa said, "I've always been a good person. To this day, have I really done anything heinous?"

She listened carefully, the wills and souls of witches are pure and powerful, and they can often form quite mysterious effects, oscillating like echoes.

Farosa closed her eyes, and her mind sank into the depths of her soul, like relaxing her body and mind and entering her subconscious, so that she could reach a deeper contact with those sounds.

In this half-dream and half-awake state, she suddenly saw tens of thousands of auras surrounding her. They were flickering and shaky, not real.

Farosa found herself standing in a phantom lake, and all the auras around her were staring at her, as if to project her expectations onto Farosa. What can I give them myself? Farosa was aware of these green and radiant demands, but she couldn't appear in other corners of the world in an instant to save them from fire and water.

Farosa was stressed, she fell to the ground, took a deep breath, felt extremely tired, her eyes could not open, she looked dull with worry and fatigue.

"We are the witch matrix." These auras flashed at the same frequency, and tens of thousands of voices gathered together, as if from the abyss, far and mysterious, "We are a huge machine connected by the brains of witches."