Chapter 5 Familiar Spirit Aya
Unable to see anything clearly, and unable to feel anything, it was as if his body was floating in the infinite void. ‘Is this what it feels like after death?’ Ulysses was at a loss. In the books Ulysses had read, after the death of good human beings, their souls would be taken to heaven by the messenger of the Supreme God, and after the death of sinful humans, their souls would automatically fall into hell. Heaven or hell, which one would his soul go to? Ulysses couldn't help getting nervous. He was determined to become a priest, of course, he didn't want to go to hell. The heaven where the Supreme God was was the place where he wanted to go.
Not knowing how long it had passed; it may be a few hours or hundreds of millions of years. In this state, it was impossible to tell the time. Ulysses found that a dazzling golden light appeared around him. Under the shining of the golden light, his consciousness was slowly disappearing. But Ulysses didn't have any fear. In his opinion, this was the proof that the messenger of the Supreme God came to meet him, and it was his supreme glory.
‘Oh the Supreme God, thank you for granting supreme glory to this humbled one!’ This was Ulysses' last prayer before his consciousness disappeared.
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Not knowing how long it had passed after that, Ulysses' consciousness gradually became clear, and the difference from last time was that this time he clearly felt the existence of the body. Although he couldn't move for the time being, the feeling of having a body really couldn't be wrong. People who had not experienced the pain of losing a body may never experience how wonderful it was to have a body. Ulysses' feeling that he had regained his body could only be described in one word: ecstatic.
There was only one thing Ulysses wanted to do now- open his eyes. He couldn't wait to see what the legendary heaven looked like. In his thoughts, there was only the supreme Supreme God in this world who could possess the incredible power of allowing dead souls to regain their bodies, so there was only one place he could be now, and that was heaven. But when he opened his eyes and looked around with great effort, the scenery in front of his eyes gave him a blow, causing his heart to fall from the nine heavens to the ground.
The dilapidated ceiling, the desk full of holy scriptures, and the floor with shredded paper everywhere. The familiar scenery that could be seen every day at this moment clearly told Ulysses that this was not heaven. This was his home. He was in Taji City. A place he had been living for three years.
‘What exactly is going on?’ Ulysses' mind was in a mess. He clearly remembered that he was pierced in the heart by the masked man who killed Leon. Probably the Pope of the Supreme Cult would not be able to do anything with such an injury. Besides, he clearly remembered that his soul had escaped from his body and floated into the void, and then he lost consciousness under a golden light.
‘Could it be that the golden light was sent by the Supreme God to resurrect him? No, this is impossible. I am just a level four light mage who is not even an official priest. How could I receive such a gift from the Supreme God?’
"Who can tell me what the hell is going on!!" Ulysses couldn’t figure what happened, he could only yell to the sky in frustration.
"Eep, master, you are awake!" A cute voice like a little thrush bird chirping sounded in Ulysses's room, startling Ulysses. Looking in the direction of the sound, a petite and beautiful young girl appeared in his sight.
This was a cute little girl who would make everyone unable to control himself but want to hug her in their arms. Small cherry-colored lips, crystal-clear purple eyes, and a small and exquisite nose form a cute and innocent face. A small purple lace dress with long waist-length purple hair that was the same color as the eyes made her look like a purple elf walking out of people's dreams. Surprisingly, the slender feet wearing a pair of purple crystal shoes were not on the ground, but floating in the air about four or five centimeters above the ground.
“Who are you and why are you in my room?" Ulysses looked at the petite cute girl confusedly. Such a cute and lovely girl would never be forgotten by anyone after a glance, but Ulysses had no impression of her in his mind. There was only one explanation for this situation- he had never seen this cute girl before. But why did she call him master?
"Ah! Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet! My name is Aya, and I am the guardian spirit of the magic book you are holding. My body and my soul belong to you completely the moment you touch the magic book I guard. So you are my master, and everything I have belongs to you." After that, the cute girl named Aya threw herself into Ulysses's arms.
"Ah! I’m so lucky to have a young and handsome master!" Aya, who threw herself into Ulysses's arms, didn't have the slightest dreamlike temperament when she first appeared. In Ulysses's arms, she was obviously a little devil who tempted humans to fall into the abyss of desires. Ulysses could clearly feel that her little breasts that had just begun to develop were constantly rubbing his chest, and the girl’s unique dreamlike fragrance exuding from her body was also madly stimulating the desire in the depth of Ulysses' heart.
‘By the Supreme God, help me!’ Ulysses, who was about to collapse, began to pray frantically to God. He was already unable to resist the temptation of the cute girl in his arms that would make any normal man crazy. However, the Supreme God didn't seem to hear Ulysses' prayers. Aya's behavior became bolder and bolder. She even began to gently lick Ulysses' earlobes with her lilac tongue.
‘No, no, if this goes on, I will do things that are worse than beasts! If I want to become a respected priest, I must never be defeated by this level of temptation! ! Yes, this level...Ah! ! ! No, you can't get up! Stop, Stop!’ Although Ulysses desperately suppressed his desires, the male instinct still made an organ in his body bigger.
"Wait! Aya! I remember that I was pierced into the heart by that masked man. Did you save me?" In a hurry, Ulysses found a topic that could get rid of the embarrassing situation right now.
"Yes, I used the power stored in the magic book to save you. The situation at that time was really dangerous! If it weren't for master’s blood opening the seal mark of the magic book in time, I am afraid master would have been killed by that disgusting masked man. But don’t worry, Master, that masked man has already been taken out by me.” Thank god, the little devil finally loosened her hands tightly holding him, allowing him to stop her temporarily.
‘Wait, what did she just say? My injury was healed by the magic book? The masked man that killed Leon was killed by her?’
What kind of power was able to recover that kind of injury and kill that powerful masked man at the same time? As far as Ulysses knew, that was a power that surpassed level seven or even level eight. But this power was actually only the power stored in a magic book. Could it be that the magical book he got was a legendary magical book given to mankind by the Supreme God that only appeared in the legend-the Scripture of Light. The magical book that could unleash the power above level eight or even the level nine just by the book itself, except for the Scripture of Light made by the supreme god himself, Ulysses couldn’t think of anything else.
“Is, is the name of this...magic book... the...scripture of light?" Ulysses's voice had never been trembling like this.
"Scripture of Light? What is that?" Aya asked with a bewildered look? Looking at Aya's confused face, somehow Ulysses had a very, very bad feeling.
"The magic book I am guarding is called the Book of Curses. It is the book written by the demon king Astaroth to inherit the power of the demon king. The person who holds this book is the devil king Astaroth’s successor."
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