This man... can't take a joke at all!
Aaron seemed to hear the sounds of countless insects crawling by his ears, mixed with gnawing and the flutter of wings.
Across from him, one bulge after another rose beneath Nicholas's robes, as though he were about to mutate into some disgusting monster.
"Cough, cough... don't get agitated, but I have a way to treat you!"
He hurriedly added, watching Nicholas sway as he braced both hands against the back of the sofa, seemingly about to collapse at any moment.
"What... way..." Nicholas's weak voice came from beneath his mask.
"Recite the honorable name of a great existence and ask It to bestow Its grace!"
Aaron glanced around. Given Nicholas's condition, he clearly could not go elsewhere to conduct a ritual.
Thus, even as he spoke, he rose to his feet, took out a bottle of specially prepared salt, and scattered it in a circle around the room, forming a simple spiritual barrier that sealed off the inside from the outside.
"Which... hidden existence?"
It felt as though a red-hot iron skewer had been thrust into Nicholas's head and was viciously stirring around inside. He could only endure the pain and force the words out through clenched teeth.
Huh? I thought, given the devotion he displayed before, he'd hold out for his faith a little longer?
Aaron inwardly mocked him, then recited in the tone of a charlatan, "Great Spirit of Void... It is an Outer God wandering the unknown, an Absolute Neutral Entity, a Silent Observer!"
"At the same time, It is the symbol of reason and free will, representing salvation... Pray to It devoutly, recite Its honorable name, and ask It to save you!"
"Spirit of Void?!" Nicholas bit his lip and reluctantly began to recite, "Outer God wandering the