"Something's wrong? What's wrong? "— Purple Time.
"Have you looked for Master Holy Light?" — Giving Hope.
"I have, but I'm fine now, there's no need to trouble Lord Holy Light for help." — Purple Time.
"I suggest you look for Master again. There's something wrong with your surroundings." — Giving Hope.
Perola's expression froze.
"Something's wrong?" She turned around and looked around, but did not find anything wrong.
Suddenly, on the Spectral Light, Red Whale uploaded a picture that seemed to have been edited. It was the edited version that Perola had just uploaded.
"This is what your pool really looks like." — Red Whale.
Perola took a closer look, and suddenly felt her scalp tingle, and her face paled.
The pool in the picture was filled with blood, and female corpses with long hair floated on the surface. At a glance, there were at least dozens of corpses floating in the pool.
"You … really know how to joke?" She quickly replied.
"This pool can be judged from its appearance, it's essentially a Blood Aura Ritual. Bathing in it often allows one's soul and flesh to be separated more easily. It's a good tool for making good sacrifices. "— Red Whale.
"…" If Perola could still barely maintain her composure just now, now that she saw these words, coupled with the message that she suspected her mother had left. And the suspicion that she had fainted from being drugged.
Red Whale had no reason to lie to her, so this picture could very well be real.
And if this picture was real, then a series of events …
The worry and panic that she had been suppressing slowly surfaced.
"Hurry up and look for Master!" — Giving Hope.
Her best friend's reminder was like a ray of light, pointing out the direction in Perola's heart.
She hesitated, and immediately switched to the private chat interface, and found Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"My Lord … I feel like something's wrong!" — Purple Time.
She quickly sent all the recent events to Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng was on the other end, carefully reading all the information she had typed.
After a moment of silence.
He slowly replied with one sentence.
"Prepare for the ritual." — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
The constant reminders and confirmations from many people, coupled with her own strange condition.
At this moment, Perola was 80 to 90% sure of her situation.
At this moment, she was flustered and completely at a loss. When she saw the words that Lin Sheng had typed, she immediately thought of the ritual where the Holy Light was transmitted over.
"You have to be quick. The enemy has already prepared to this extent. You don't have much time." — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
Perola panicked even more when she heard that.
In essence, she was a flower in a greenhouse who had never experienced the hardships of wind and rain. Once she encountered such a troublesome matter, she would start to panic.
She hurriedly went to the warehouse and prepared all the materials she needed.
The materials needed for the ritual were not complicated. What Lin Sheng gave her was not the Holy Spirit Ritual, but a well-simplified positioning ritual.
This positioning ritual would allow them to shift all responsibility to Perola when they arrived.
Apart from that, there were no other special effects.
Because of this, this ritual only required a few simple materials and a special formation pattern that was not complicated.
All it needed was to chant the syllables to activate it.
But in her panic, Perola could not do anything. She got the materials, but after lying on the ground and drawing the formation pattern for a long time, she drew the wrong lines several times in a row. She had to start all over again.
As time passed, Perola, who was in the bedroom, became more and more flustered.
As the formation pattern continued to fail, the pressure in her heart increased.
Sweat trickled down from her forehead and cheeks.
"I … I can't do it!!"
After making another mistake, she finally fell to the ground and sobbed softly.
"I … I'm going crazy! I can't do it, I can't draw it no matter what, what do I do, what do I do!!? "— Purple Time.
"Useless!"
On the other side, Lin Sheng was completely speechless.
Compared to Giving Hope, this Purple Time was simply too different. She could not even draw the most basic simplified formation pattern, while Giving Hope succeeded in drawing the more complicated Holy Spirit Ritual in one go.
After thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea.
"Then, there's one last way." — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"What is it!?" — Purple Time.
"It's very simple. Since you can't do it, and you can't draw it well, then get someone else to help you." — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"Someone else to help me? But … this formation pattern can't be exposed, right? "— Purple Time.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's exposed. You just need to find a legitimate reason to split the formation pattern into many different pieces and seal it up for someone else to complete. That shouldn't be a problem, right? It's just a matter of spending some money. "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"This … I'll try …" — Purple Time.
Suddenly, Perola thought of something.
"No, I'm surrounded by people who are monitoring me, and with my family's power, it's very easy to monitor my computer, internet, and phone! If I arouse suspicion, it's over! "— Purple Time.
She began to worry again.
"There's not a single person you trust around?" — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"No …"
Perola's answer caused the Spectral Light to fall into silence.
"Then, there's only one last way …" — Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"What …?"
"Since you can't complete the formation ritual, then you definitely can't complete the more complicated part that follows. So … just get someone else to do it. "— Holy Light Shines Upon You.
"Get … get someone else?!" Perola was stunned.
"Give me a picture of you, a selfie." The Holy Light on the other side requested.
"Al … Okay!" Perola was panicking beyond belief. She quickly used her consciousness to control the Spectral Light and took a selfie.
Then, she clicked send.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door.
The footsteps were familiar, and it seemed to be someone Perola was familiar with.
She suddenly panicked even more. There was a piece of white paper on the floor that she had used to draw the formation pattern.
She knew that she must have gone into the warehouse to take something and was discovered, and now someone was here to ask.
She began to pick up the white paper on the floor in a flurry.
Knock knock knock.
"Perola, are you resting?"
It was her father!
Father Vann Reilly!
Without waiting for Perola to reply, there was a crisp click, and the door was pushed open.
"I'm coming in. You're not asleep, are you?"
Vann Reilly was dressed in a well-ironed black suit. His gray hair was neatly combed back, and his face was calm with a hint of indifference.
It gave people an extremely contradictory temperament.
But as soon as he entered, he saw Perola quietly kneeling on the carpet, seemingly sorting out the scattered books on the floor.
"I heard that you went to the warehouse to pick up a few things. I was a little worried, so I came to take a look. "Vann Reilly's tone was gentle and concerned as he said in a low voice.
If one did not see his cold and cruel eyes, perhaps anyone would think that he was a good father who cared about his daughter very much.
But to Vann Reilly's surprise, his daughter, who should have gotten up immediately, was still quietly kneeling on the floor. Her white and slender fingers were still gently tapping on the cover of a thick dictionary on the floor.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm just interested in something in the book. "
Perola slowly raised her head, and her long blonde tassel-like hair slid down both sides of her shoulders. Her silver-blue eyes revealed a completely different calmness from before.
"Don't be gullible in the content of some irrelevant books. Many authors are also human, and their level is not high. Learn to distinguish between real gold and sand. "Vann Reilly narrowed his eyes.
"Perola understands," Perola replied calmly.
Vann Reilly stared at his daughter, and found nothing else.
He could only give her one last reminder, and turned to leave the room.
With a click, the door closed.
As the footsteps gradually faded away, Perola slowly got up from the carpet.
She gently sat in front of the dressing table, and looked at herself in the mirror.
That almost perfect, delicate face looked flawless and innocent.
All of a sudden, Perola smiled.
His originally innocent face instantly became calm and serene.
Her white and slender fingertips gently tapped on the mirror. She tapped on the center of her eyebrows in the mirror.
Hiss …
A red light lit up, and a strange symbol belonging to the Dark Wheel slowly appeared between her eyebrows.
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