The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

"The Book of Revelation once recorded such a reincarnation ceremony, in which the Great Mother Goddess took the dead Saint Garna into the Fountain of Life, and put in her own finger bones, the right eye of her former enemy Echidna, and the blood of the saint's loved one.

With all three present, grey threads emerged from the Fountain of Life, wrapping around the dead body of Saint Garna, turning it into a tightly entangled cocoon.

Saint Karna experienced a triple dream in the cocoon. The bones of her relatives laid the foundation for reincarnation, the flesh of her enemies forgave the sins of the previous life, and the blood of her lover guided the path of this life.

After the cocoon was left there for three days and three nights, a sixteen-year-old girl emerged from it. It was the reborn Saint Karna. Her appearance was no longer her own female body, but the combination of her blood relatives, enemies, and loved ones.

"This ritual is used for rejuvenation and the reincarnation of the dying, but it is not without danger. Not only is the Mother Goddess's breath quite rare, but the person being conceived also needs to go through the test of three illusions before they can break out of the cocoon."

“This ritual is therefore named the Three Lives Dream Cocoon. This is one of the few rituals recorded in the Book of Revelation that can be used on men. However, it should be noted that no matter whether the person undergoing the ritual is a man or a woman, the child that is eventually conceived will be a woman.”

"…Can your church even do something like this?!"

After listening to Wei Ya's explanation, Lor's slightly opened mouth could no longer be closed. He felt that he had underestimated this truly extraordinary world.

It is difficult for people who have not lived in the extraordinary world to imagine what the so-called extraordinary people can and cannot do.

Wei Ya nodded. "The great Mother Goddess is omnipotent. For billions of years, life has evolved in the Mother Goddess's palm. The transformation from man to woman is the most basic evolution."

When she said this, she looked at Luo Er in a daze, "So the reason you dress like a woman is because you want to become a girl?"

"No, no, no, I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to at all..."

Lor shook his head frantically and refused repeatedly.

"It's not shameful to face your own desires. If you really need this, I can personally preside over the ceremony for you after the delivery period."

Wei Ya looked at Lor with a hint of anticipation, her eyes revealing a look of discovering a talented person.

"But this ritual is still dangerous, and the materials are not easy to collect."

“Thank you very much, but it’s really not necessary!”

Lor said he was just curious about the ceremony and he didn't want to have sex change at all!

Although women in the Rose Continent have a much higher status than men, Lor, who has memories of his past life, still cannot accept himself as a woman.

Wearing women's clothes is only a last resort.

Wei Ya withdrew her gaze with a hint of regret, took out a small silver knife from her bosom, and cut her fair and slender left hand.

The blade was stuck directly into the bone of the little finger, and blood dripped onto the ground. Wei calmly exerted force and cut off half of her little finger.

Lor watched Weiya cut off her finger bones without changing her expression. Just like the Mother Goddess in the Book of Revelation, there was no sign of pain on her face, but instead a kind of hazy pleasure.

Lor couldn't help but feel a chill, remembering what Miss Yasha once said, that if it came to recreating the legendary events in the Book of Revelation, the believers of the Church of Mother Earth would become quite radical.

"Next comes the flesh of the enemy."

Wei Ya put half of the severed finger into the stone pot and looked at the shadow under Lor.

A pitch-black tentacle stretched out from the shadow, and slowly crawled towards the glass bottle containing a small bottle of black liquid in front of Weiya, then rolled it up in the tentacle and pulled it back into the shadow.

The black shadow became darker and darker, and an ominous black fog rose from the shadow, as if it was boiling. The shadow under Lor continued to ripple with evil waves.

Wei Ya's expression also became a little solemn. Such a strange sound was a bit strange and did not seem like that of an ordinary follower.

After a long time, everything finally calmed down, and half of the broken tentacle was thrown out from the shadow and fell directly into the stone pot.

After the bones and meat were added to the stone pot, the purple liquid began to show silk-like patterns, swirling around Frey like a whirlpool.

Wei Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and finally it was Lor's turn.

Lor took the silver knife from Weiya's hand, walked to the stone pot, and faced Fulei.

Frey was sitting in a stone pot. The purple liquid had submerged her entire body, leaving only her head above the water.

Since she was sitting, she had to raise her head slightly to look at Lor. Frey moved her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Lor spoke before her.

"Sister Frey..."

"Lor...will you be my eternal lover?" Frey was very excited when she heard Lor call her sister, and surprise showed in her sapphire eyes.

"No, I don't want to."

The surprise in Frey's eyes gradually disappeared, and a lonely look appeared on her face, and she heard Lor's voice continue.

"Sister Frey, I don't want to fall in love with a monster."

Lor looked directly into Frey's eyes, which were like insect compound eyes, and spoke softly.

"The life of a mortal is so short that we will eventually suffer the pain of separation. Only eternal life can gain eternal love!"

Fulei said excitedly, and even wanted to stand up from the stone pot, but the purple vortex was spinning and pressing her into the pot.

"But I'm just a weak mortal. It would be too difficult for me to turn into a monster."

Lor murmured, stretched out his slender white arm, pointed his wrist at Frey's forehead, and gently cut his wrist with the silver knife.

Crystal clear blood beads flowed down Fulei's smooth forehead, along the bridge of her nose, gently slid across her bright red lips, and dripped into the stone pot.

So sweet.

Frey licked her lips, raised her head in a daze, and looked at Lor's delicate and charming face. At this time, Lor lowered his head and also looked at her.

Those eyes, like a pool of autumn water, were filled with clear sadness and pity, which made Frey's heart excited and she wanted to hold him in her arms and comfort him.

Crystal clear blood drops dripped into the stone pot, a purple vortex boiled, and the medicine turned into countless purple silk threads, wrapping around Fleur from bottom to top layer by layer.

"I understand."

Fleur seemed to suddenly come to her senses.

"I will find the best one for you... Lor, wait for me."

What do you understand again?

Lor watched Frey being wrapped by countless purple silk threads and formed into a purple cocoon before he retracted his arm and pressed the wound on his wrist.

I don’t know if it was because the wound had been parasitized by the offspring of the moth mother before, but the bleeding soon stopped and only a faint scar remained.