Chapter 196: The Gate of Bones (2000+ words)

"So many people have died, why hasn't this damn gate opened yet?"

The Moon Witch could not pass through the bone-white gate, her expression verging on a breakdown.

On her body, it seemed as though one black leech after another was about to crawl out.

"You're going crazy, control yourself! Don't drag us down with you!"

Yagebu roared, his heart feeling as if it were dripping blood; his subordinates had also suffered heavy losses!

He looked toward Qikatiluo, his expression cold: "You must know something, don't you? Don't try to hide it anymore, or we will finish you off right here!"

"I do have some conjectures... the first gate required blood, the second gate required fine flesh..."

The massive firearm in Yagebu's hands aimed at the mist and fired in succession, while the Night Witch Fiona beside him moved her lips, chanting an incantation, and a patch of darkness descended.

An illusory maze emerged from Xisituosi's right hand and was thrown toward the Evil Spirit—the "Mind Maze"!

This was a maze within consciousness; once unable to walk out, the Extraordinary in reality would also be unable to perform any other actions.

It blotted out the sky and covered the sun, like a wall of copper and iron, blocking the attacks of the three Non-human Existences.

Yagebu's pupils constricted.

"So... to open the third gate, it requires enough... bones?"

The dark red mist suddenly churned and boiled, like a monster opening its blood-red maw, swallowing toward... Kasuluo!

The dark red mist representing the power of the Lord of Hidden Corpses instantly eroded the maze, revealing a straight passage.

She swept toward Sipeite, and in the darkness, a gargantuan leech appeared, swallowed him in one gulp, and charged toward the bone-white gate.

The next moment, his expression changed, and pain instantly appeared on his face: "The argument failed! The rank of the Evil Spirit on the other side... is extremely high!"

This archaeologist frantically tried to save himself.

Clatter!

The next moment, from within the mist, an illusory shadow of a scarlet cloak emerged.

"A little bit of bone is not enough at all; at the very least, it requires the skeleton of a Non-human Existence..."

"Is this... the 'Three-Phase Secret Rite' of the Lotus Eaters? The evil ritual also known as the 'Rite of Bone Flesh and Blood'?"

On the other side, there was only one person: Kasuluo!

Just as everyone blinked, an illusory figure emerged from the previously empty mist!

"The gate must be opened as soon as possible." Fiona had already gone to support and heal Kasuluo, Yagebu said quickly.

At this time, Liliyat and Clark also ran to the front of the bone-white gate, looking at the remaining big shots of the Mysterious world, not daring to say a word.

"Holy! Holy!"

Clark: "..."

Xisituosi had once relied on this move to directly imprison three Non-human Existences, leaving behind a legendary reputation in the Mysterious world!

"A Mind Maze? Interesting!"

The Bell of Mourning emitted ripples capable of freezing the soul, and frost spread across the ground in all directions.

"Lord Xisituosi!"

"Kasuluo being blocked by the Evil Spirit is a fallacy!"

Xisituosi looked at the mist and made his argument!

Rip!

Fiona looked around and smiled bitterly: "And... we need to collect and offer it ourselves?!"

The Moon Witch's vertical eye was sharp, seemingly estimating the weight of the bones on Liliyat and Clark: "What's more... we haven't reached the true tomb of Aaron Sotos yet, and we need to preserve his bloodline descendants! Does that mean it's only this old man?"

Kasuluo clenched his right fist and slammed it against his chest.

The next moment, Sipeite and the Moon Witch suddenly discovered that an existence wearing a white robe and holding a golden scale was standing beside them, and intense fear appeared in their eyes.

The Moon Witch, however, threw out a handful of powder, causing black, slimy leeches to appear in the void, surging toward the mist.

On the bone-white gate, complex and gorgeous patterns lit up one after another, bearing hymns written in Spirit World Script:

【The first day, the God of the Era made me offer fresh blood】

Sipeite stepped forward without a word, took out a mostly incomplete skeleton from the "Meat Eater's Bag," and threw it toward the bone-white gate.

Ghoul Chikatiro arrived before the bone-white gate, his palm stroking the door, his Spirituality gushing out.

Just as everyone was vigilantly watching their companions, the mist in the distance churned, and figures emerged from two directions.

This roar seemed to be summoning the Evil Spirit; a hazy, illusory figure, yet one could make out the scarlet cloak it wore, walked slowly out of the mist, bringing death and nothingness that oppressed everyone.

And at this moment, a cold look suddenly appeared on the Moon Witch's face.

"Ah!"

They all understood one thing!

Yagebu watched as this Non-human combat force of the Investigation Bureau headquarters was about to die, and finally sought help from the Philosopher.

On the bone-white gate, countless shriveled skulls suddenly emerged, rapidly gnawing on the bones.

Xisituosi held the golden scale and continued to announce solemnly.

Ghoul Chikatiro watched this scene but did not make any move, his face wearing an expression of watching a good show.

Kasuluo was under the protection of the Investigation Bureau, and he himself was only at the Third Primordial Substance!

"So fast... the speed at which this Evil Spirit broke through my Mind Maze is too fast... shouldn't Evil Spirits only have madness left?"

"The existence of the Evil Spirit is a fallacy!"

Inside the Evil Spirit, Aaron sneered, looking at the massive white maze emerging before him, as well as the many philosophical questions like 'Who am I, who is me', and waved his hand lightly.

Chikatiro said: "But I never thought that the Three-Phase Secret Rite could be so grand, so solidified for a thousand years... this is simply inconceivable... Hehehe... you all must be careful..."

But Yagebu stepped forward without a word, his muzzle aimed at the tall Ghoul.

"As quickly as possible!"

If this Excellency were to attack them, they would likely die without ever knowing what had happened!

Qikatiluo's claws grew violently, as if he might strike at any moment.

Xisituosi was incredibly astonished.

Kasuluo screamed in agony as the small bell in his chest was already half-extracted, the large swaths of originally sticky flesh-and-blood tentacles at the wound snapping one after another, bringing him pain as if his heart were being carved out.

"Ah!"

"What are you doing?"

The gate requires the remains of a Non-human Existence as an Offering! Even if you add Clark and Liliyat together, it is not enough!

He flicked out a tongue as Scarlet as a snake: "That Count arranged his Lingmu like this and used this kind of Ritual; he must be praying to my master, the 'Great Serpent,' for a truly terrifying boon..."

Qikatiluo stared at the gate and let out a roar.

Sipeite, who had dissolved from a leech into a white-bone monster, was firmly sucked onto the ghastly white gate, being gnawed on by countless shriveled skulls, and let out a scream filled with resentment.

That bit of remains quickly dissipated into nothingness, and the shriveled skulls let out hungry roars.

"Wait... my remains are definitely not enough to open this gate, use Aokelaier! Are there no remains of Aokelaier yet?"

An illusory palm reached out from the mist and grabbed the 'Bell of Mournful Sound'!

"Do it together!"

Boom, boom!

Kasuluo, inside the blood-colored cloak, instantly regained the ability to move; joy appeared on his face, and he was about to flee the attack range of the Evil Spirit.

But the next moment, he let out a miserable scream as an illusory palm seemed to appear out of thin air, directly grabbing the small bell and tearing away a large amount of flesh; the Non-human Grade Magical Item in his chest—the Bell of Mournful Sound—was completely taken away!

Among those present, only Sipeite is the most suitable!

With him added to that Non-human Grade Magical Item, it should barely be enough to satisfy the requirements.

"Yes, this is the Ritual of our sect; each day in the proverbs corresponds to each layer of the tomb..."

"The remains of two ordinary people... I fear it is not enough!"

One side consists of Clark and Liliyat.

【The third day, He asked me to offer up bone marrow】

The dark red mist, however, did not stop; it acted like tentacles, pulling at Kasuluo.

Xisituosi sighed and dispelled the cognitive barrier.

【The second day, He asked me to offer up beautiful flesh】

In the face of a life-and-death crisis, Kasuluo could no longer care about the loss of important items and scrambled toward the direction where Yagebu and the others were.

"Those who satisfy the flesh and bone Ritual... the gate opens for you!"

After the many shriveled skulls finished devouring Sipeite, they emitted a sound like chanting.

The third ghastly white bone gate opened with a boom!

(End of chapter)