The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 479 - 386 Baptism Ceremony, Games and Rules_1
Lu Yuan waited on the Sacrificial Square for about fifteen minutes before the Eleventh Throne finally returned.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting."
The Eleventh Throne’s face still bore an enthusiastic and hearty smile. "Everything is ready; the baptism ceremony will begin shortly."
With that said, he gestured with a wave of his hand. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Immediately, groups of people began to emerge from all around the large Sacrificial Square.
All were young maidens with attractive figures, wearing sheep-head masks.
Each maiden held a lamb with pure black fleece in her arms.
These maidens in sheep-head masks had evidently rehearsed countless times beforehand.
After entering the square, they quickly found their designated positions, standing in a peculiar formation around the giant goat skull at the very center of the square.
They then knelt and began to chant in unison.
It sounded like an unknown ancient ballad, or perhaps some special prayer.
The maidens’ song echoed across the vacant Sacrificial Square, yet it seemed constrained by some unseen force, not diffusing outward.
An eerie atmosphere began to pervade the air.
Lu Yuan counted them; there were a total of forty-five maidens holding black lambs.
The Eleventh Throne stood beside Lu Yuan, speaking to him in a low voice.
"This is the highest-standard baptism ceremony; only members at the Throne level are eligible to experience it... All the Thrones highly anticipate and greatly value your joining..."
Listening to the Eleventh Throne’s words, a flicker of emotion crossed Lu Yuan’s face, and he couldn’t help but ask, "Are there different standards for the baptism ceremony?"
The Eleventh Throne replied, "Of course. Different standards of baptism ceremonies attract varying levels of attention from the True God. The more attention you receive from the True God, the greater the benefits you can obtain from the baptism ceremony. This is a rare opportunity, one that comes only once in a lifetime. You must seize it well..."
A baptism ceremony could have benefits?
Lu Yuan’s eyes flashed slightly as he recalled the final Bloody Battle. Back then, he had received the approval of the Will of the Hunting God and Mosa Martial Combat, obtaining the Extraordinary Level Silver Long Spear. The power attached to the spear had helped him unlock the Spear Holder (Extraordinary) class panel.
Realizing that this so-called baptism ceremony might be similar to that experience, he surmised that the platinum mask the Eleventh Throne wore was likely obtained from such a ceremony.
If so, the purpose of his visit to Mosa could be accomplished quite easily.
Just as he was contemplating this, Lu Yuan suddenly heard the sound of sharp blades cutting into flesh, accompanied by the mournful cries of lambs.
He looked up.
The chanting of the maidens on the Sacrificial Square continued, but at some point, each kneeling maiden now held a sheep-horn dagger.
They placed the Black Mountain lambs they were holding on the ground, and their daggers slid effortlessly into the lambs’ tender necks. Bright red blood gushed out.
Red blood, black wool, and the pale skin of the maidens.
The three colors intertwined, creating a bizarre and sinister image that assaulted Lu Yuan’s eyes.
Lu Yuan watched as the lambs’ blood flowed onto the ground, quickly seeping into hidden crevices in the smooth metal surface.
Following these crevices, a massive, cryptic pattern was slowly being outlined by the blood.
The chanting suddenly grew louder and more vigorous.
The maidens who had killed the lambs abruptly threw their heads back, their long hair cascading down. Their pale arms rose, each hand still gripping a sharp sheep-horn dagger.
The tips of the daggers pointed downwards, aimed directly at the maidens’ slender, smooth necks.
Lu Yuan sensed something amiss from the maidens’ increasingly frantic emotions and actions.
He suddenly called out coldly, "Wait!"
The baptism ceremony, halfway through, was abruptly interrupted. The chanting in the square ceased.
Everyone turned to look at Lu Yuan.
"What’s wrong? Is there a problem?" the Eleventh Throne inquired doubtfully.
Lu Yuan looked at him and said calmly, "Human sacrifices aren’t necessary, are they?"
The Eleventh Throne looked stunned, apparently not expecting Lu Yuan to halt the ceremony for this reason.
"It has always been done this way..."
"Can the baptism ceremony not proceed without human sacrifice?"
"It can... but the effects will be much... much worse... The entire standard of the baptism ceremony will be reduced to a very ordinary level..."
"As long as it can proceed successfully, that will suffice."
Lu Yuan’s tone was firm, his calm eyes revealing an unshakeable resolve.
The Eleventh Throne frowned and pondered for a moment, perhaps secretly communicating with others.
A moment later, he finally nodded.
"Then we shall proceed as you suggest."
The Eleventh Throne eventually agreed, though his attitude towards Lu Yuan seemed to become polite yet distant.
He was no longer as familiar as before, no longer addressing him affectionately as "Cheng Peng."
"HAH—"
In the council hall, the Sequence Thrones of Mosa had been observing everything on the Sacrificial Square. Upon hearing the news just relayed by the Eleventh Throne, Galire, their faces all showed a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
Regarding Lu Yuan’s inexplicable insistence, they were at a loss for words.
One by one, they simply shook their heads and chuckled, looking at the unusually young and handsome figure on the large screen, their contempt and disdain palpable.
"I don’t think he’s even qualified to sit here."
"He won’t get another chance... With this standard of baptism ceremony, he might not even qualify as a Spear Holder..."
The Sequence Thrones in the council hall chatted and laughed casually. Only the silver-haired man on the Crystal Throne remained composed, saying nothing, merely watching quietly.
