Just as the God of Pain was immersed in the novel experience of pain that was so fresh to him, outside the manor where the cultists gathered, inside Oberon's action "secret chamber."
"According to the plan, weren't we supposed to have activated this spell long ago?"
Justina said worriedly.
Through the surveillance view relayed by the pixies planted inside the manor, she saw the furry version of Jia Xiu soaking in the pool for quite a while without moving, as though he had drowned and was floating on the surface.
Jia Xiu was currently engaging in an exchange of faith with the God of Pain, so she could not interfere.
If she intervened through faith under these circumstances, the God of Pain would definitely notice her.
That evil god could not do much to her, but Jia Xiu, who was still connected through faith, was another matter.
Even without physical harm, lasting damage on the spiritual level would be a headache. Things like "corruption" and "falling" all began this way, did they not?
Besides, Jia Xiu already looked rather "corrupted" himself.
Justina felt her anxiety steadily rising along with the length of Jia Xiu's baptism ritual.
She wanted to smash something.
"Uh, the situation is like this."
Oberon scratched his head as he answered.
"According to the plan, we were supposed to activate the spell once Jia Xiu established contact with the God of Pain. We would wait roughly ten-odd seconds, in case Jia Xiu wanted to show the God of Pain something to demonstrate his understanding. The perceived flow of time inside their faith channel is greatly stretched out. From how things look now, Jia Xiu must really have shown the God of Pain something."
Justina roughly knew about those preliminary steps. Preparing something for the God of Pain,