Noisy... so noisy...
Ciel descended the stairs step by step, rubbing her temples.
“Why didn’t I notice the people at Deton Manor were this noisy before... Does Uris live in this kind of environnt every day?” Ciel muttered to herself.
She thought about the blind Uris, enduring this kind of black noise torture daily. How could she possibly endure it without going mad?
Ciel now felt that Uris’s habit of pinching her face wasn’t so strange after all. Under such circumstances, one needed so peculiar hobbies to avoid breaking down.
Fortunately, it wasn’t as noisy now.
Ciel glanced back.
Behind her, four black shadows each carried two corpses, two in each hand. Including Kitty’s headless corpse, there were eight bodies in total.
Not all of them were cultists; so were just “Gamblers” who happened to be gambling at Deton Manor and unfortunately ran into Ciel.
It wasn’t that Ciel wanted to kill them, they were just too loud. If they had maintained their composure and politely stepped aside for Ciel, perhaps this wouldn’t have happened.
Anyway, it’s just a simulation... might as well use their bodies for experints.
If Ciel managed to deal with the Divine Advent Church in reality, it could be considered saving their lives. Consider this their paynt for helping Ciel with her experints in the simulation.
Step by step, she reached the basent level and stood before the vault door.
The once tidy vault was now in disarray. The attendants and maids at the entrance were dead, blood and low-tier materials scattered everywhere.
After receiving the retreat signal, so cultists had raided the vault and made off with the valuables.
“Such quick hands...” Ciel frowned slightly. She stepped over the bodies near the entrance and walked into the vault. As she passed the gleaming, polished steel gate, she saw her reflection.
The hem of her black maid dress was torn in several places. She stood barefoot amidst the corpses, her white apron splattered with blood. Not just her legs, but her hands and face were also stained with blood from unknown sources.
What a ss...
Ciel rubbed at the blood on her face, found it wouldn’t co off easily, and gave up.
Ignoring her current appearance, she directed the black shadows to arrange the transcendent corpses neatly and began searching for low-tier materials.
The transcendent cultist who looted the vault knew what they were doing, taking almost all the second-tier potions and valuable materials, which Ciel found slightly regrettable.
But she wasn’t too bothered. Her purpose here was simply to find so low-tier materials for testing.
Now that she had the low-tier materials, it was ti to try 【Spiritual Summoning】.
Under Ciel’s command, the black shadows dispersed to gather the scattered materials. One shadow went to the vault’s steel gate, dragged the ordinary human corpses outside, piled them up, then closed and locked the gate to prevent anyone from disturbing Ciel’s ritual.
Perhaps because the gate was closed, being alone in this confined environnt seed to slightly lessen the noise in Ciel’s head. At least now she could clearly hear sounds within a five-ter radius.
However, if soone approached, the black noise would intensify, rendering her deaf again.
Ciel hoped the entity summoned by 【Spiritual Summoning】 could help solve this problem.
Otherwise, whenever Ciel used this save file in the future, she would have to avoid crowds and constantly endure the tornt of whispers and noise, which was far worse than physical burns.
Soon, Ciel selected a spiritual material.
It was a finger bone, likely from a first-tier transcendent. It had been carelessly discarded on the floor, and Ciel could sense very little spiritual energy from it.
Sothing like this was perfect for a first attempt.
A black shadow cleared a circular area on the floor, cutting away the carpet and revealing the smooth marble beneath.
Ciel stood within the cleared space, slowly closing her eyes, clutching the finger bone in her hand.
Fortunately, unlike the knowledge that ca with potions, Ciel didn’t need to understand the system’s skills. She only needed to think the command silently to use them, and she naturally knew how.
“Spiritual Summoning.” Ciel thought the command.
She released the finger bone from her right hand, letting gravity pull it downwards.
“*.” Ciel’s lips moved, uttering a syllable she herself had never heard before.
As the sound left her mouth, the falling finger bone abruptly halted, defying gravity to hover beside her.
Beside Ciel’s shadow, another half-shadow split off. This black shadow held a hand axe, slowly raised it beside Ciel’s shadow’s finger, and made a light cut.
A slit suddenly appeared on Ciel’s right hand. Droplets of blood, like beads on a string, were pulled from the wound, forming thin, crimson threads in the air.
These blood threads began to coalesce above Ciel’s head, rapidly forming an irregular, eerie pattern in the air. As the finger bone floated before Ciel, the formation solidified and plunged towards the ground.
Sizzle—
Blue spiritual flas erupted around the finger bone in front of Ciel. Engulfed in fire, the bone quickly eroded, becoming pitted and charred, until only a misshapen black fragnt fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
The transcendent trait contained within the finger bone had been completely consud, sacrificed to an unknown entity from the Other Side.
At this mont, the blood array around Ciel began to boil. Red mist rose, continuously coalescing before her.
Ciel opened her eyes, watching nervously.
She had glimpsed fragnts of the Other Side before and had been affected, nearly losing control. If not for “Radiance Bishop” Hugh, she would have died upon entering that simulation.
The blood mist swirled before her, gradually forming a small blood vortex about 15 centiters in radius.
As Ciel watched, a hand slowly erged through the blood vortex and landed with a soft ‘plop’ in front of her.
It was a severed right hand, the size of a child’s, consisting only of the palm and a short section of the forearm. It had seven finger joints, one of which, a bone finger, felt vaguely familiar to Ciel.
It looked like the one she had just sacrificed.
The hand propped itself up on its finger joints, like an insect, and crawled towards Ciel.
How disgusting...
Watching the spider-like hand crawl towards her, Ciel instinctively took a step back. But the next second, the hand seed to sense sothing, abruptly flinging its fingers wide and vanishing from sight.
Before Ciel could react, the hand-spider reappeared before her, seemingly having dropped sothing off.
Then, engulfed in spiritual flas, the hand-spider burned away completely, leaving behind only a low-tier spiritual material it had brought.
Ciel: “...”
Huh?
That’s it?
Its... purpose is just fetching things?
And it only fetched one thing before leaving?
She felt an unfamiliar word imprint itself onto her mind. She couldn’t read it or understand it, but Ciel sensed that if she sacrificed another finger bone with transcendent traits and uttered this word using the system, she could summon it again.
Ciel began to grasp the pattern of 【Spiritual Summoning】.
The most important thing now was to understand the rules and find spiritual beings that could actually help her.
Ciel’s gaze fell upon the row of transcendent corpses.
This ti, she decided to sacrifice the body of a first-tier “Gambler” to see what would happen.
The area where Ciel stood had been corroded by the blood array and couldn’t be used again. She sent out her black shadows to clear another space.
Fortunately, there was plenty of room here, and the walls could also accommodate blood arrays. By the ti she used up these materials, she would likely have utilized the entire space.
Ciel was preparing for the next 【Spiritual Summoning】 ritual, unaware that Uris, who had fled, had already assembled an elite team of transcendents, equipped with ample potions and rare sealed artifacts, and was heading towards Deton Manor.
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