The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 158

Unlike Ciel’s relaxation, the Keyman, upon seeing the surrounding scene, quickly made a decision after a brief glance.

They recognized this place.

Deton Manor, the Divine Advent Church’s underground holy hall.

Here… is this what the underground holy hall looked like before it was destroyed?

Then, does that mean the people below are all cultists?

“Kitty.”

Ciel spoke, beckoning to one of the kneeling women below.

“Yes, my Lord.”

The dream construct in the form of Kitty slowly rose, knelt before Ciel, and directly bowed deeply, kissing the top of Ciel’s shoe.

“Gross…”

Ciel retracted her leg, a look of disgust on her face.

How can the constructs in the dream be so off-putting? Although it is acting according to her stereotype, that’s true.

“Guide them in prayer.”

Ciel waved her hand and said.

At this moment, her gaze was directed towards the ground in the lower left corner.

The ground, which was originally empty, now had several buckets of fresh blood. They were constructed in the dream, her own blood.

Clatter—

Ciel kicked over a blood bucket. The blood formed thin threads that began spreading towards the crowd below, outlining a blood array on the outer edge of the crowd, then rapidly spreading inwards.

Just as the blood array was about to form, the Keyman directly raised their hand and said, “Wait, clear the people out first.”

“Oh.”

Ciel nodded, snapped her fingers. The cultists at the foot of the steps instantly turned into mist and dissipated.

A complete blood array was presented before the Keyman.

What kind of sacrifice array is this… Why have I never seen it before?

The Keyman’s eyes narrowed slightly. The shape of the array before them was firmly etched in their mind.

“Whose blood is that?” The Keyman pointed to the blood buckets beside Ciel and asked.

“A transcendent’s.”

“Mm… continue.”

The Keyman nodded, motioning Ciel to continue.

The mist reconstructed the kneeling cultists on the ground. The blood array connected them. With Ciel’s murmuring, it suddenly lit up with bloody light.

And the words Ciel murmured were directly recorded in the Keyman’s mind.

Then, a horrifying scene unfolded before the Keyman.

As the Faceless’s murmuring ended, the bodies of the cultists and transcendents within the blood array suddenly exploded. Their flesh and blood, as if possessing sentience, peeled open their own skin and flesh. The blood threads that drilled out condensed in mid-air, forming a bloody vortex.

The cultists below gradually became dried bodies, even suspended by the blood threads, the scene utterly terrifying.

And under this horrific sacrifice, from within the blood array, starlight scattered.

This starlight drilled into the body of the person the Faceless previously called “Kitty.” Immediately after, “Kitty’s” body began undergoing drastic changes.

Crack—

Crack—

The scene of flesh and blood distorting made the Keyman slightly frown. Looking at the flesh and blood cocoon formed before them, the Keyman had a vague premonition.

Even the spiritual alarm in their mind began buzzing faintly.

In a dream… is there actually a reaction? And this is in their own conscious dream.

Logically, they should be completely safe, as they could wake up at any time. The spiritual alarm shouldn’t be sounding…

Crack—

The blood cocoon shattered. Along the cracks, several pairs of insect wings broke through the horrifying cocoon shell, slowly unfolding.

The buzzing in the Keyman’s mind began to intensify. Even the thing inside the cocoon began to twist, appearing as chaotic black lines like scribbles. It seemed something was preventing the Keyman from seeing all this.

“Stop! Stop!”

The Keyman spoke quickly.

But the process of breaking out of the cocoon continued. The buzzing in their mind intensified. They could feel that if the thing inside the cocoon was fully revealed before them, they might be in considerable danger.

The Keyman quickly raised their hand, clenched their fist violently. The entire space burst like a balloon, exploding without a sound. Everything turned into light purple mist and dispersed. The original room gradually took shape before them.

What was that earlier…

Definitely not a god, but certainly very close to some high-tier being in the doctrines of the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Divine Advent Church.

And that bloody vortex door…

The place it connected to, could it be the Other Side?

Does this young girl have the ability to communicate with the Other Side?

No wonder… No wonder she could successfully instigate the Divine Advent Church. So she has this ability…

She has experienced such things… Then doesn’t that mean…

The time at Deton Manor before wasn’t a purge, but a real holy spirit summoning? And the Faceless was the one who did it? She was on site?

If that’s the case, it can explain why the Divine Advent Church archbishop follows her every command. It’s not instigation at all… The Divine Advent Church archbishop is treating her as a Saintess!

Almost instantly, everything that happened in Berren City before connected in the Keyman’s mind. They also understood everything.

At this moment, the Keyman realized their breathing was somewhat heavy.

After calming their emotions slightly, they looked again towards the young girl before them. This time, their eyes were filled with eagerness and almost unconcealable jealousy.

This was an eagerness to possess.

But very quickly, the Keyman slowly suppressed their emotions.

Now, it wasn’t just the young girl who could communicate with the Other Side.

The Keyman had memorized the blood array and the murmuring used for the summoning just now. They slowly raised their hand and pressed it against their face. They could feel that their terrifying monstrous face on the right side seemed to have spread a little more towards the left.

Is it because they saw the monster just now…

Next, they just needed to confirm one thing…

“That ‘thing’ that was summoned, is it under your control?”

The Keyman looked at Ciel before them, asking in a slightly trembling voice.

They stared into the young girl’s pupils. No matter what the young girl said, they would know if there was any lie in it.