Normally, casters do not often use the ’Dark Ceremony’, as overuse could easily lead to self-corruption.
Shawn lit a torch.
Behind him, Gemma silently stepped back, while Benjamin gripped the black umbrella in his hand, always ready to act. He was the strongest among them, with Flowing Light capable of directly harming any spiritual body or paranormal entity.
Shawn ignited the purple fir wood offered in the ceremony, placing the incense made from mandala flowers on the altar. He then left the mark of a crossroads on the mysterious engravings of the ritual.
This was a precaution, leaving a marker from his teacher just in case they accidentally summoned an entity they couldn’t handle, allowing for backup.
But these accidental summoning beings from the Spirit Realm were not too difficult to deal with, as the big shots in the Spirit Realm would not randomly respond to a summoning ritual. Using Old Era evaluations, the challenge level was around five.
Ancient runes were inscribed on the four sides of the ritual in ancient secret language.
They respectively represented the road, the Netherworld, the night, ghosts, and witchcraft (magic).
As Shawn ignited a piece of purple fir wood, the flames unexpectedly changed slightly, transforming from bright flames into a cluster of eerie blue ghost fire. Amidst the faint incense, the runes around the altar began to emit spiritual light one by one, until the flickering blue flame appeared to call out for something.
Rituals all rely on external forces.
Currently, Shawn lacks the ability to draw on the power of the World Law, so the direction of his ritual could only refer to one esteemed name, and that was his teacher - Lady Hecate.
He didn’t actually need to praise the esteemed name to initiate the ritual, but with others present, Shawn still needed to gesture slightly.
"The Threefold Goddess who governs chances..."
"Queen of the Netherworld... Empress of Ghosts... Magic Goddess of Hell..."
"Silent Lady of Mystery in the Night!..."
"You are the protector of roads and gateways!... You are the ruler of the Netherworld and ghosts!..."
In Shawn’s murmuring chant, the eerie blue ghost fire suddenly began to shine, and a mysterious change appeared in the flames, indicating that some presence had taken the time to respond to Shawn’s ritual.
Ritual Spell.
It somewhat resembles the mediums of the Western world from his past life, or the spirit writing of the East, mainly relying on external forces. Without the specific presence’s response, it sometimes just becomes ornamental.
At this moment.
Others naturally watched the scene in awe, as Shawn’s ritual activation was really fast.
Sometimes the ritual is like - ’The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable.’
Some indescribable beings can be contacted at any time, but the problem is you must be able to withstand their mental whispers first.
Lady Hecate responded to Shawn’s ritual, and incidentally told him to shut up, not to chant those useless things.
The teacher doesn’t like it.
Then, in the flickering flames, the noble emblem in the center of the altar was suddenly anchored by spirituality. It served as the medium for the entire summoning ritual, and Shawn glanced at the others, took out a dagger, carefully cut his index finger, and let a drop of fresh blood fall on the noble emblem.
Since it’s a blood sacrifice ceremony, it naturally requires a bit of blood.
With his teacher, a gesture is sufficient.
Shawn’s purpose was to fish with his blood, as he possesses enormous appeal to all the indescribable and illusory.
Above the ritual.
As the final medium was activated, an imperceptible whirlpool-like space tear appeared. From the black curtain torn by the space whirlpool, strange eyes emerged from the dark void.
From Shawn’s perspective, only hundreds of pairs of eyes appeared abruptly before him. These were the prying gazes from the Spirit Realm. Any ritual related to the Spirit Realm is best covered by a big shot; otherwise, being a big shot yourself, these rituals will attract those eyes from the void of darkness.
The curtain of the night obscured everything.
This was the posited role of Lady Hecate, a demigod of the Path of Death, who wields the dominion of ’Divine Eye Imperceptibility’, and even the Old Era cannot easily spy on what she conceals.
A chilling aura emerged.
As the flames in the ritual suddenly extinguished, from the torn space rift, a pale large hand reached out, unable to contain its thirst for the blood sacrifice, it couldn’t wait for the second stage of the summoning ritual and had rushed over from another place in reality.
The Spirit Realm monsters entering the real world often hide in places even ghosts can’t find.
Their minds are twisted, and without high status, they mainly act on instinct, a product completely assimilated by the law.
An extreme sense of regret surged forth!
Gemma’s expression showed a hint of pain, as if some long-sealed memories in her heart had been awoken, recalling regretful things furiously, and due to emotional resonance, she even had a slight impulse of ’suicide’ amid overwhelming regret.
— Emotional Resonance.
This monster from the Spirit Realm, as soon as it appeared, shared its immense regret with everyone present.
"Master, he killed the one he loved."
Amidst the overwhelming regretful negative emotions, knowledge began to stir, whispering among themselves, as knowledge loves negative emotions. Because it aligns with the law of the world.