Chapter 621 "Divination Ceremony" (Wishing everyone a healthy and happy new year) In response to Franka's request, Napolidisli shook his head slightly: "You can ask the deity you believe in to witness the signing of the contract, but I don't want anyone else to be present." At this point, Napoleon Disri laughed: "I am a demon and need to be careful not to become someone else's prey." Can I recite the name of God as a witness when signing a contract? Both Franka and Lumian were a little tempted at this moment. If they were ordinary Extraordinary people who believed in the "Eternal Blazing Sun" or the "God of Steam and Machinery", then simply chanting the name of God to witness the contract would not have a substantial effect. It would be more of a psychological comfort. After all, in the absence of a ritual, the true God would rarely turn his attention to reality, to ordinary Extraordinary people, or to such trivial matters. However, as the Minor Arcana cards of the Tarot Club, Lumian and Franka follow the great being Mr. Fool, and even if they just recite his name, they will receive a certain amount of attention. Franka's heart was pounding, and she wondered whether she should complete such a deal with the devil under the watchful eyes of Mr. Fool in exchange for benefits that she could not get under normal circumstances. Napoli Disli once again emphasized: "This is a fair transaction. There is no coercion. This applies to you and me. If you insist that there must be a strong witness at the scene, then I choose to give up." Lumian was about to say that he might give it a try, when suddenly Thermopylae's majestic voice rang in his ears: “You’d better not agree to it.

"Don't even give false verbal promises." Lumian was stunned. He didn't expect that Thermipolos, the angel of fate, would remind him about this matter. He was startled and did not bother to think about what Thermipolos's intentions were. He first filtered through his mind every move of Napolidisli and his own changes in mentality after his appearance. The more Lumian thought about it, the more frightened he became, because he and Franka had originally planned to "teleport" away immediately to find helpers, then they changed their plan to listen to what Napolidisli wanted to say to see if there was anything they could use, and then slowly developed into maybe considering a deal, but it must be witnessed by the powerful "arbitrator" Madam Judgment. Now, in order to reach a deal, they don't even need a witness, they just hope to ensure their own safety by chanting the name of God. Retreat step by step, change a little bit... This is very similar to what Napolitani had said before, about gradual degeneration, the slow decay of the soul, and eventually falling into the abyss... It also said that the devil is not only a physical devil, but also a spiritual devil... Lumian quickly woke up and felt that he and Franca might have been influenced by Napolitani without knowing it. This is closer to the guidance of the "audience", and some clues can also be found through the self-examination method of Antoninus. Seeing that Franca could barely control her heartbeat in this state, and turned her head to look at him, seeking to align her steps, Lumian's thoughts raced, and he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said to Napolidisli: "You don't need a witness, but I have to confirm one thing first." "What's the matter?" Napolidisli had a gloomy temperament but a very calm attitude. Lumian nodded at Franca, indicating that he would take care of the rest. Franka said "hmm" silently, indicating that there was no problem. Lumian immediately said to Napolidisli: "I need to confirm that the name you are using now, which will be used in the contract later, is your real name." He deliberately did not pronounce the name "Napolitani" to avoid possible risks. Napolidisli showed a thoughtful expression, and after several seconds he said: "Can. "As a devil, I don't like but appreciate your caution." Lumian kept his lips slightly curled: "The way to confirm it is 'magic mirror divination', a complete 'magic mirror divination'. We will set up a ritual and seek answers from a mysterious being. "You know, my friend is the 'Witch', she's very good at this." As he spoke, Lumian pointed at Franka. Indeed... We should confirm whether "Napolidisli" is the devil's real name, otherwise the deal would be a joke... Franca suddenly became alert and felt that she was too eager to make a deal and overlooked a lot of details that might have problems. Napoli Disri thought for a moment and said:

"Okay, but I have to watch from within the 'spiritual wall' where the ceremony takes place. "This is a devil's caution. We are worried that you will use the opportunity of 'magic mirror divination' to inform some of the devil's natural enemies." “No problem.” Lumian said with a bright smile. “In order to complete the ‘magic mirror divination’, I want you to write your real name on this note paper, and then bring the ancient notebook from the opposite room, and use them as the medium for divination.” Napoli Disri had enough knowledge of the complete "magic mirror divination" and responded with a smile: "no problem." He stood up, left his seat, took the notepad from Lumian, and used the absorbent pen that Flores always carried with him to write down a complex word that sounded like "Napolidisli" but belonged to an unknown language. Then, the evil creature who called himself the devil walked back to the apartment Flores rented and brought the ancient notebook and the note here. Lumian had already arranged the ceremony simply, placing three candles and a mirror on the bare table. Before Napolidisli returned, Franca had come close to him and whispered: "What are some commonly used 'magic mirror divination' subjects?" Lumian shook his head to indicate no, and then uttered a word softly: "he." Purely masculine personal pronouns. Franka's pupils suddenly dilated, and she understood tacitly who Lumian was referring to. It’s self-evident what this means! When Napolidisli handed the ancient notebook to her, Franca smiled happily and said: "Devils are supposed to be higher-ranking divine beings. I certainly won't dare to be careless. I plan to ask a special being for an answer. The ritual will inevitably require the assistance of my companions. I hope you can understand what you'll see next. If you don't want to, then we'll give up this deal." She didn't sound too firm, making the option of "walking away from the deal" seem more like a negotiating tactic. Napoli Disri smiled and said: "No problem, I've seen too many special ceremonies." His hidden meaning was that if there was really something wrong with your ritual, I would be able to see it the first time. Franka sanctified the ritual silver dagger and created a "spiritual wall", while Lumian placed the ancient notebook and the note signed with his real name in front of the lit candle and mirror, and used a small amount of Gardner Martin's spiritual blood to draw several complex and strange symbols. Napolidisli stood several meters away, looking at the symbols and whispered: "Seeking guidance from fate... asking questions of the beings in this realm?" Lumian took the opportunity to turn around and asked: "What can be done to break Sara's obsession with Flores?" Napoli Disri smiled meaningfully and said: "Either they both die, or I agree." After completing the preliminary preparations for the ceremony, Franka took two steps back, looked at the three burning candles, looked at the palm-sized makeup mirror, and chanted the honorific name in ancient Hermetic language: "A fool who does not belong to this era..." After hearing this description, Napolitani's expression changed instantly. His face suddenly took on a gloomy look, and his eyes revealed undisguised coldness and cruelty. He was about to see Lumian and Franca in his eyes and ignite their desires and emotions, but he found that a thin gray mist was spreading around them, making the two targets blurry and difficult to lock onto. Lumian grasped Franka's forearm.

In occultism this represents the two people in the ritual becoming one. Of course, the premise is that the original host of the ceremony does not object. Lumian took over the position of the ceremony host and read out the next two paragraphs of the description: "The mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck..." The gray fog surged more obviously, and Napolidisli, who was controlling Flores' body, became more and more sinister. He tried to break out of the altar and break through the "spiritual wall", but was blocked by the gray fog. Lumian took two steps forward, brought the note with his real name written on it to the candle representing the master of the ceremony, lit it, shook it three times, and sprinkled the ashes on the ancient notebook. After making these arrangements, Lumian said in a deep voice: “I pray for your help; "I pray that you will drive away the creature called Napolidisli..." Napolidisli, who was controlling Flores' body, opened his mouth and let out a sharp howl. At the same time, Lumian and Franca's ears were filled with whispers full of filth, depravity, and evil. Every word seemed to damage their minds, mutate their bodies, and corrupt their souls. But under the protection of the host of the ceremony and the layers of gray fog, those words seemed to come from the horizon. Even if Lumian and Franca listened attentively, they could not hear the specific content. Amid the faint screams, dark gas emerged from Flores' body and quickly faded. Human faces emerged from the dark gas surface. They kept opening and closing their mouths, cursing Lumian and Franca madly, but eventually they were uncontrollably dissolved into the gray fog. In just a few seconds, the dark gas completely disappeared, and Flores's complexion and temperament returned to normal. "The art of exorcising ghosts"! A few days later, Lumian used the "ghost exorcism technique" again! In his opinion, there is no essential difference between Napolidisli, whose true body is hidden somewhere and quietly infiltrates the aura to control Flores, and the resentful evil spirit that possesses other people. What surprised him most was that the name Napolitani actually worked! Of course, if this was not the opponent’s real name, and if the “Exorcism Technique” was ineffective against Napolidisli, after reciting the full name of Mr. Fool, Lumian could also intimidate the devil and scare it away with the gray mist and the gaze of the great being. This time, it was not the seal of Mr. Fool on his chest that responded to him, but that great being directly! Lumian forced a smile and said to Franca: "This guy is not as good as the invisible son of God of the Great Mother." Although the crazy curse cast by Napolidisli before his "departure" still affected his desires and emotions, forcing him to rely on the ability of the "ascetic monk" to endure, it was still not as good as the invisible Son of God who could partially penetrate the gray fog's protection of the ceremony host and directly create the "mental piercing" effect again and again. Franka didn't answer, but stared at the makeup mirror that served as a decoration. Inside the mirror, there was a thin mist, and a figure was vaguely seen walking from a distance. PS: I wish you all a healthy and happy new year~ (End of this chapter)