Uses for a Rib

Do you know how to use this Beyonder Item?

Luther showed the fused rib to "Red Light" Al Moria.

This wasn't a complete rib, but a piece that Lanevus had forcibly bitten off. It was about two fingers long, with one side blunt and flat, while the other side was sharper, sticking out long like a bone spur—perfect for stabbing someone.

Please move it closer.

This time, Red Light El Moria did not refuse him.

"OK."

Luther stepped forward and placed the rib on the altar—in front of the paper effigy representing "Red Light," El Moria. He saw the bright red paper effigy bow slightly, as if examining the rib. The white surface of the bone was then illuminated with a layer of red light.

After observing for a moment, the paper figure represented by the "Red Light" raised its head again and looked at Luther.

"If I'm not mistaken, this bone comes from your body?"

"Yes."

Luther Consciousness touched his side. Although the wound and bone from Lanevus's bite had healed, it still ached slightly when he thought about it. "By chance, my bone was swallowed by some extraordinary creature and fused with another Beyonder Item inside its body. As of now, I don't know how to use it."

"I see."

"Red Light" boomed, "No wonder I sensed multiple forces and Characteristic from this bone. They should have repelled each other, but in that peculiar internal environment, they fused together using your bone as a medium."

The Divinity of the Evil God's Offspring served as a catalyst, while Luther's own bones acted as a medium.

So, how do I use it?

He continued to ask.

"This bone originally belonged to you. Once it returns to your body, you will naturally know how to use it."

However, the Bright Red paper figure's answer was somewhat ambiguous.

What does "returning to the body" mean?

Wait a minute! Could it be...?

Luther hesitated for a second, a terrible guess forming in his mind.

"You mean, when I use it, I have to stab myself?"

He asked in a deep voice, suddenly realizing why the other end of his ribs had sharp, slender bone spurs.

"."

The paper figure did not answer, which seemed to be a tacit agreement.

"That's truly insane. It's only possible through my Pathway," Luther said in a deep voice, his tone ambiguous, whether in praise or sarcasm. "And what about its negative effects?"

"You'll understand when you use it."

The other party's words remained ambiguous.

Okay, thank you very much for your answer.

Luther thanked him and then put the white rib away. Judging from the description of the "Red Light," this bone might be more dangerous than he had imagined. He could try it out if he had the chance.

"It would be my great honor."

The Bright Red paper figure bowed slightly.

"Red Light" has a really good attitude; no wonder it's a friendly and mysterious being.

Luther was somewhat moved. To be honest, this was the most relaxed Ritual he had ever experienced since becoming Secrets Suppliant. There were no terrifying incantations causing mental anguish, no frantic knowledge overwhelming his mind, and no scrutinizing or judging gazes. It was just an equal exchange of questions, like a student asking Teacher a question.

However, the "Red Light" recorded in the notes of "Spirit World Insights" was polite, but still maintained a certain dignity; its behavior just now was perhaps too friendly. Or is it that these actions of the "Red Light" are related to something special about me?

Considering the other party's suspicious pause earlier, they might actually know something!

Unfortunately, even if I directly ask about the "Red Light," the other party will probably only respond with ambiguous answers, just like before.

I hate riddle people!

Luther couldn't help but think that perhaps only when his Sequence was further improved would "Red Light" El Moria respond to him with a more serious attitude.

"Well then, those are my questions for now."

He said to the bright red paper figure.

"I understand. If you have any further questions, feel free to contact me, or one of my other Pure Lights brothers in the relevant field."

"Red Light," El Moria said, manipulating the paper figure to bow again.

"Call--"

The wind gradually subsided, and the illusory gate formed by the three candle flames vanished. The red color on the paper figure faded rapidly, and it fell face down on the altar with a "thud."

North Borough, Headquarters of the Goddess Church in Backlund Diocese, Saint Samuel Cathedral.

Lounge, Leonard, with his black hair, green eyes, and handsome features, had his feet propped up on the table, his hands, gloved in red, behind his head, and was rocking back and forth in his chair. Such a posture would be quite inappropriate for a gentleman, but it seemed perfectly fitting given his languid and casual poetic air.

Although his movements were remarkably leisurely, his expression was somewhat grave, his brows furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

Then, he suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Old Man, what do you think was going on with those two people the other day?"

Leonard seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps murmuring to thin air.

The next instant, a slightly aged voice rang out in his mind:

"I have no idea."

"You really don't know?"

Leonard, however, wasn't about to let it go so easily and continued pressing the issue, "But now that I think about it, when you saw that person, you seemed to let out a soft 'hmm.' Did you notice something?"

"I do have some guesses, but I can't tell you."

An aged voice answered.

"Are you being so cautious because it's related to your enemies?"

Leonard said.

The voice inside him came from a powerful ancient being of High Sequence who, to escape his enemies, temporarily parasitized his body to recover his strength.

"You'd better not know; it won't do you any good right now."

The aged voice then deepened.

"Ha, I think you're just scared."

Leonard said, though he could still sense the fear in the other man's tone. Normally, this old man would remain composed even when facing Senior Deacon and Archbishop, but now he was showing such an attitude, which made him feel even more strange.

Just as he was thinking about how to get the other party to tell him the truth, the door to the Lounge was suddenly opened, and a woman was standing in the doorway. She was tall, had a casual expression, and her arm was covered by a wide sleeve.

"Your Excellency Isabella."

Leonard immediately pulled the legs off the table and stood up from his chair.

"Leonard, come with me, there's a meeting we need you to attend."

"Wings of the Goddess," Isabella said with a smile, leading him out of the conference room.

Leonard followed behind the other man, not worried that the old man parasitizing his body would be discovered. He had gone through many trials and tribulations without ever being exposed when he became the Red Gloves.

The two walked through the quiet and lofty church.