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Chapter 640: Chapter 47: The Illusory Form of the Kunpeng (Part 3) Chapter 640: Chapter 47: The Illusory Form of the Kunpeng (Part 3) Aiwass even suspected that the grapes had already been enchanted, washing Mycroft’s head or something…

“Olive” guessed that Aiwass was maintaining his disguise, so he couldn’t even hint to “Mycroft” that something was amiss with his performance—if Aiwass saw through it all, his refusal to reveal it would have made him appear suspicious.

Thus, the two people who knew Mycroft had to pretend that Miss Grape’s performance was flawless.

At this thought, Aiwass felt relieved.

Thank heavens, Sherlock hadn’t followed them into the ceremony.

But at that thought, he suddenly felt a bit regretful.

Because Aiwass really did want Sherlock to witness this scene.

Luckily, “Sherlock” himself was completely unaware of what was abnormal about his “older brother” who only existed on paper.

He simply frowned as he scrutinized the other person, and it wasn’t long before he seemed to recognize the other’s identity from some detail.

“Brother, come with me for a moment.”

“Sherlock” said coldly to “Mycroft” and pulled him away.

Before leaving, he very politely said to Aiwass, “Archbishop Your Excellency, please wait for us a moment.”

Once the two of them had left, Aiwass and Ibn exchanged looks and simultaneously sighed.

“What are you going to do?”

In a lowered voice, Ibn asked Aiwass, “You said the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow?

Didn’t you say there was something wrong with that ceremony?”

Aiwass shook his head slightly, “Let’s talk outside.

First, let me tell you what this ceremony needs and how it is conducted.”

Then Aiwass relayed the information he had obtained from Isabel to old Ibn.

The Counselor and the grape quickly returned.

And Aiwass resumed his normal tone, “Do you have the Queen’s Blood with you?”

“Yes, I brought it down.

I’m carrying it with me now.”

“Then we’ll be counting on you…

I will be praying and healing for everyone.”

Watching the returning Counselor and grape, Aiwass nodded slightly and said seriously, “Let’s have a moment of prayer for everyone now, and then we’ll head out.

I have an ominous feeling, it’s best if we don’t delay for too long.”

“Whom do you intend to pray for?”

Just then, the Counselor suddenly asked.

“Naturally, the Candle Master.” Aiwass replied.

“Sherlock” stroked his chin, saying with total seriousness, “It’s very dangerous outside now, and just approaching the Hall of Silver and Tin might be difficult.

In this situation, we might need the blessings of the Path of Adaptation more…

“If possible, please have Archbishop Your Excellency pray to the Lord of Scalefeather.”

For some reason, after interacting with the grape, the Counselor suddenly started to doubt Aiwass’ identity.

The promotion ceremony itself was entrusted entirely to the Lord of Scalefeather—which meant He was probably watching them at this very moment.

If it were a regular Priest, they wouldn’t dare pray to Him at this time.

It was as bold as if a student, in the middle of an exam, suddenly asked the invigilator for contact details, and chatted as if nobody else was there.

While this wasn’t exactly dangerous, it was at the very least irreverent—Priests usually harbored a reverence towards the Nine Pillar Gods.

And only those being promoted would know that the Lord of Scalefeather was watching them.

Clearly, the Counselor’s suspicions were not profound.

But his test was meaningless to Aiwass, as Aiwass had already prayed to the Lord of Scalefeather a long time ago.

“No problem.”

Aiwass nodded, agreeing readily, “You’re right…

It is indeed a time to pray to the Lord of Scalefeather.”

His thoughts were straightforward.

Regardless of whether the Rite of Ascension had encountered an accident…

but in a Rite of Ascension personally constructed by the Lord of Scalefeather, even an accident would surely be within His expectations.

The Path of Adaptation that the Lord of Scalefeather controlled included two professions able to foresee the future: prophets and astrologers.

The Lord of Scalefeather Himself possessed the ability to glimpse into the future.

And if He could see the future, that implied that the situation they were currently facing was part of the Rite of Ascension.

It was even possible that their mission was determined based on the “altered Rite of Ascension”!

Both “the heart is the sanctuary” and rescuing Sherlock were closely related to their current actions.

It was because Aiwass had timely saved Sherlock and killed Minister Drost that they were gathered here; Isabel fulfilled her task of fabricating a false “history” and convinced everyone to believe it, allowing her to meet Aiwass here.

So, she had the opportunity to let the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow be known to “Sherlock,” thereby causing the Counselor to stay here.

From this perspective, whatever they thought or did was within the expectations of the Lord of Scalefeather.

He didn’t design an “enemy that would chase after them everywhere,” but from the very beginning, He guessed all the actions of those who would ascend, thus placing enemies on their inevitable paths in advance.@@novelbin@@

So even the prayer Aiwass was uttering now should be within His foresight—

Aiwass asked Ibn for a pinch of emerald dust.

He clasped the gemstone dust in his left hand and with his right hand, he lightly touched his forehead, eyes, nose, mouth, throat, and heart in succession.

Then, Aiwass placed his right hand over the back of his left fist and chanted loudly, “I beseech the Lord of Scalefeather—”

As he spoke, he flipped and opened his hand.

The powder hissed and turned into green smoke that rose up, enveloping everyone.

Aiwass’s voice gradually deepened, “O God of six holy numbers, God adorned with scales and feathers, God of a thousand garments and faces…

the shape-shifting Kunpeng!

“Please grant us the ability to conceal our forms, so we may reach our destination unnoticed!”

The four of them immediately vanished from sight.

It wasn’t complete invisibility; if they moved in a well-lit area, the distortions and blurs were still visible to the naked eye.

But in the insufficient light of night, it was sufficient.

Aiwass’s voice too was distorted by the blessing of prayer, becoming murky and distorted, “Group invisibility will last three hours, everyone go and get the things we need.

Meet at the door in five minutes.

“By now, the area outside might already be blockaded by the Star Antimony military.

We need to pass through the blockade, head to the Hall of Silver and Tin to take some items, then go to St.

Genvieve Chapel.”

For the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow, the Elf dagger separated from the Holy Sword “Arondight,” hung in the queen’s bedroom was essential.

But when Aiwass went there previously, he did not see it, so it must have been hidden somewhere else.

However, thinking of this, Aiwass had a new doubt in his heart—

He remembered that the other Arondight seemed to have already been stolen by Vivian and hidden on Hayna.

After which it mysteriously disappeared…

it might have been taken by someone, or it might have melted inside Hayna.

Anyway, it was not in the foundation of the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow, which directly caused the error that brought down the Shadowy Celestial Marshal.

…That brings up the question.

What would the Ceremony of Avalon’s Shadow at this point in time bring down now?

Where is the other Arondight currently?

In this timeline where Aiwass does not have superhuman desires, would there be a Hayna?

…If there is a Hayna, don’t tell me it’s her soul that’s been pulled over?

And if in this timeline where Aiwass does not have superhuman desires, there’s no Hayna at all…

“Then, there’s a big problem,” Aiwass muttered softly.