“Follow the spiritual?”

Sophia was a little nervous, both physically and mentally rejecting those things.

Anna stood beside her, whispering in her ear, “Come, close your eyes, and feel with your heart…. Slowly, you’ll discover their beauty….”

At this moment, she didn't resemble the gentle nun who usually encouraged people to do good; she was more like an evil demoness leading people astray.

Sophia trembled slightly and closed her eyes heavily.

But the unsettling images of those things still lingered in her mind.

Beauty?

Will these things really become beautiful?

Sophia found it hard to believe, and even harder to imagine.

Anna curled her lips and gently blew a breath into her ear.

In an instant, Sophia felt a chill assailing her from all directions, caressing her face and neck.

Then, decadent whispers, like countless insects, surged into her mind, gnawing at her spiritual sea.

“Hoo—!”

Sophia suddenly opened her eyes, but to her horror, she found herself no longer in her original spot, but in front of a bizarre eyeball, and in her hand, she was holding a strange bottle of red liquid.

What’s going on?!

Sophia’s back was drenched in cold sweat; she remembered that her legs hadn't taken a single step!

Anna’s lips curved into a smile as she slowly spoke, “Your spirituality begged for two, but tonight, we can only choose one for now. How about we start with that bottle of red blood?”

Sophia swallowed hard and nodded stiffly.

Anna retreated into the shadows, raising both hands. “Come, go under the moonlight, to the center of the ritual array.”

Sophia dragged her legs with difficulty; they felt heavy and leaden, as if her recent choice had drained half of her strength.

“Wait.”

Li Andy’s voice made her stop.

“Could you introduce that bottle of blood and that eye?” Li Andy asked.

Anna smiled, not looking at Li Andy, but still facing Sophia. “Generally speaking, knowing is meaningless and will also increase the psychological burden on the ritual recipient, merely raising the rate of loss of control.

“However, everything has two sides. An increased rate of loss of control also enhances the adaptability of the non-object and boosts future potential.

“So, your choice?”

Sophia was silent for two seconds, then gritted her teeth. “Tell me!”

Anna’s lips stretched wider and wider, casting aside her usual composure, smiling somewhat morbidly. “That eye is the right eye of the previous saintess who went mad. I dug it out myself. At that time, it was still very beautiful.”

Sophia’s hair stood on end after hearing that.

“As for that bottle of blood…”

Anna continued her introduction, disregarding everyone’s gazes, “It’s the ventricular blood of a werewolf and vampire hybrid. The General Papacy sacrificed over twenty high-ranking holy officials to purify it.”

Li Andy frowned. “Werewolves and vampires can have offspring?”

“Normally, no,” Aya, who was smoking a cigarette nearby, explained.

“But certain taboos can even allow humans to bear offspring with sewer rats.

“They are a kind of monster that defies nature, disgusting and insane. We usually call them ‘Evil Abominations.’

“If Sophia can’t endure it, she will most likely turn into that kind of monster.”

Saying this, Aya pulled open her collar.

Beneath her pale skin were layers of fine scales, and at her neck, there were fish-like gills that gently wriggled as she spoke.

“Even if she endures it, there will always be a risk of losing control.”

“So…”

She looked towards the center of the area, calling out with a hint of reluctance, “Sophia, you still have a chance to turn back now!”

Sophia froze for a moment, her gaze shifting to Andy and Youxi. After half a second of contact, she resolutely stepped into the center of the ritual.

Emi sighed, scratching her head. “It would have been so much better if she had chosen the mummy’s finger. Although her skin would lose sensation, it would be much safer….”

Sophia had already reached the center and, under Anna’s guidance, drank the blood of the Evil Abomination.

“Thump…”

“Thump—!”

A bizarre heartbeat emanated from Sophia, and her shadow under the moon twisted madly! It wanted to break through two dimensions and kill its master!

“Ah—!”

Sophia could no longer endure it and screamed miserably.

Her skin rapidly lost its color, and those purple eyes that Li Andy liked so much now had one black with a red center and the other an eerie green, with blood tears constantly overflowing from them.

“Ah—!!”

The screams, like those of a difficult childbirth, echoed through the church, scaring several crows off the roof.

In the nun’s dormitory, the usually mad Mary knelt on the ground wrapped in a quilt, constantly kowtowing towards the sealed skylight, her mouth and nose secreting fluid, her eyes filled with terror.

“We’re doomed! We’re doomed!!”

“Everyone, everyone is doomed!!”

Li Andy’s mouth was slightly agape, and he looked at the girl howling under the moon with some fear, his heart quickening.

He was completely unaware that Anna had come up behind him.

“Do you have that dagger with you?”

Li Andy turned back somewhat stiffly. “I do. What do you want to do?”

Anna smiled. “If Sophia completely loses control, you will personally send her off.”

Li Andy twitched his lips, scoffing, “You have a truly sick sense of humor.”

Anna shook her head, smiling. “If it truly comes to that moment, you will know that for her, it is the best choice…”

“Ah ah ah!”

Sophia’s screams interrupted Anna’s words. Her hair disheveled, like a crazed beast, she lunged directly at Li Andy.

Anna gently raised her hand, and several Specter Nuns appeared, holding iron chains to bind Sophia and drag her into the shadows.

Li Andy knitted his brows, staring at Anna, who was still smiling, pulling a key from her chest.

“I’ve locked her in the basement now. Go find her and make your correct choice.”

“Brother, I…”

Yuquan Youxi grabbed Andy’s sleeve, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, she began to regret it.

She truly… truly regretted it.

Li Andy glanced at her, raised his hand, and stiffly took the key.