The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 633: The Three Rituals

Chapter 633: The Three Rituals

“—d.a.m.n, this is some good stuff!”

“—I have no other intentions, but I think you should cancel your anonymity first.”

“—Hey, the person publis.h.i.+ng this post, make the transformation happen!”

“—Wait, wait…does this mean she can become a “futanari”…”

“—Futanari!”

“—No way. The Cup-holding Lady is erotic.”

“—Why do you say so? Are you excited? Actions speak louder than words, so it’s better to act instead of just talking.”

Seeing the information sent by Lin Yiyi, the forum became rowdy in an instant.

Originally, the players didn’t particularly care about this kind of thing.

However, Husky broadened their horizon.

To be honest, some felt their heart racing.

After all, this was their second life.

Changing gender and even their race would not affect their lives—for example, Dove, who had not yet changed back from the cat form.

This was undoubtedly a new life experience.

Although players didn’t care much in the past, they occasionally envied the alternative and novel experience of Dove and Husky.

But after all, they didn’t make those “bold choices” when they entered the game, and they could only regret it now.

However, just now, the players suddenly heard that there was a ritual to switch gender.

Combined with the ritual that could modify the appearance, it dosed the players with the poison of fantasy to reshape their appearance.

As for cost and difficulty, the players never pay attention to such things.

They wouldn’t mind farming for the resources as long as they could obtain the materials.

According to the players’ typical behavior, they might h.o.a.rd “the required material” in this high-level ritual as a currency—for example, “a bottle of fantasy elixir”.

Players never have enough of the skin items.

So, is this your fetish?

Seeing the players’ enthusiasm, Annan was taken aback.

Although it was impossible to buy skins and other skin items in this world, items that changed appearance were always considered a luxury in the gaming sphere.

“…But I’ll have to remind them when I get a chance,” Annan said with a slight frown.

If the ritual of the Cup-holding Lady was more convenient and less expensive than the rituals of Mr. Ray and the Motherly Moth, why would Mr. Ray and the Motherly Moth retain their rituals?

The ritual of switching genders and the ritual of prolonging life for mortals were difficult.

The ritual of the Sun Realm was called [Reshaping the Body of the Sun]. This ritual required a special and expensive flower, which needed to be performed at a specific time every day. The ritual involved collecting the sunlight of the sunrise, noon, and sunset for all twelve months, totaling 36 types of sunlight.

The final step required the person in the ritual to carry out 36 acts of kindness in one day and then consume the flowers imbued with the sun’s essence before sunset while accompanied by prayers praising the sun.

Then the person would dream that he was in the melting pot of the sun. After waking up after intense roasting, he could turn into a fairly healthy male body.

It was worth mentioning that this ritual could be performed even by men.

It could make already elderly and depleted bodies regain fertility and revive weakened bodies plagued by chronic illnesses… It could even instantaneously grant an untrained thirty-year-old the robust physique obtained from daily proper nutrition and dedicated exercise.

Some ritualists in their thirties and about to embark on the transcended path would hold this ritual. At least they could replace their daily hours of reading, studying, or being weakened by curses with a healthy and strong body — it was much more cost-effective than starting from scratch with physical training. It could also eliminate any latent illnesses that had not yet surfaced.

The Motherly Moth’s ritual was called [Dead b.u.t.terfly in Dream]. There was a risk in this ritual. It did not require expensive materials like Mr. Ray’s ritual. Instead, it only needed some common ritual materials and the permission of ten female relatives and friends to donate blood voluntarily.

These ten people need to have a relations.h.i.+p with the person going through the ritual. This could be as a teacher-student, parent-child, cla.s.smate, or even comrade… This connection must have been ongoing for at least ten months.

Afterward, the ritual’s target needed an a.s.sistant to cut off the same ten fingers. No anesthesia was allowed in the process. No medical treatment to cease bleeding was allowed. Afterward, the person must be fed a special secret medicine and fall unconscious from the incense.

Later, the ritual’s target would temporarily lose his memory and be placed in a random dream world composed of the experiences of ten “supporters”.

The goal of the ritual’s target was to realize he was in a nightmare whereby his memory and existence were fict.i.tious. He needed to commit suicide in the dream, then one of the fingers would stop bleeding. Instead, the wound spat out gray threads made of flesh and blood.

The ritual person had to pa.s.s through the ten nightmare levels before the others dyed of blood loss. Then, he would be wrapped in a “coc.o.o.n” made of gray silk threads. A sixteen-year-old girl would emerge after the coc.o.o.n was incubated for ten days. Her appearance would be the combination of features from the ten other people supporting this ritual. She would lose her original facial features. The process was like giving birth to a new life from these ten people.

Unlike Mr. Ray’s ritual, this ritual would not function for females.

The essence of Mr. Ray’s ritual was to reshape a healthy body.

Thus, this ritual had the effect of rejuvenation.

The Motherly Moth was the Deity of Decomposition and Breeding.

She was proficient at rituals about rebirth. If women wanted rejuvenation, they needed to carry out another ritual.

Of course… In principle, it was allowed to switch between these two rituals to turn oneself into a girl with “periodic age changes”.

However, it wasn’t practical. The ritual of extending life was not hard, but it was banned among royal families.

Most of the time, individuals of Gold Rank wouldn’t die of old age but rather due to the complete exhaustion of their souls.

However, if the person did not reach the Silver Rank to obtain a pure soul before performing the life extension ritual, the soul of the ritual’s target would begin to rot.

The stench would attract Bell Ringer Oik. The stronger the smell, the faster the Bell Ringer Oik would come.

The Cup-holding Lady’s ritual [The Great Sin of Drunk] was more complicated than these two rituals.

The indescribable ritual process was not a problem. The key was that a series of random changes would occur to all partic.i.p.ants in this ritual.

Usually, the changes skewed according to the desire, which made it uncontrollable, just like no people had complete control over their desires.

The real purpose of this ritual was to “make the ritual target more beautiful”. However, whenever the people involved woke up, they found something different from their original image. However, most of them were satisfied with the result.

If the ritual’s target was a woman who liked girls, she might become a handsome man. However, it was also possible that she became a heroic woman. However, what made it scary was that she would be a woman with man’s features. Those worried about being a.s.sa.s.sinated would have an extra heart. Those who felt their life was too hectic would have more arms after the ritual.

Similarly, bizarre mutations like “having an eye in each hand”, “having an eye in the back of the head”, or abnormal and drastic changes in weight and height.

The Cup-holding Lady gloated over the mutations guided by desire. It was considered the consequence of being punished for indulging in desire. Of course, the concerned person might not think this was a punishment.

Annan felt the first two mentioned ritual was alright.

In short, [Reshaping the Body of the Sun] was a daily sign-in requirement like the popular mobile games.

The danger of [Dead b.u.t.terfly in Dream] did not exist for players.

[The Great Sin of Drunk] was different.

Anything could happen.

The mutation produced in this ritual could not be cured. It was not a “disability” or “disease”, but the person was in great health. The only way to revert the changes was to alter one’s desire and repeat the ritual.

“However, the result of the ritual is predictable.”

Annan suddenly remembered something.

Speaking of it, Salvatore had a magic mirror that could reflect the essence of a person’s soul.

Using the mirror with the ritual might generate strange “races” in this world.

Seeing the players discussing enthusiastically, Annan opened his mouth but said nothing.

I didn’t do anything to scam you this time, my players.

You have voluntarily jumped into the trap…

I should stop those weirdos from carrying out this ritual for the peace of the world…

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