Chapter 415: The Weight of Sacrifice
**Thelma Zane’s POV**
Both relics of the Goddess of Nature, the garland and the nitraria fruit, symbolized life and vitality. But why had we assumed that only one was worthy of Azazel’s attention? The thought struck me with sudden clarity—our logic had been fundamentally flawed from the beginning.
We had convinced ourselves that only rare and precious relics would suffice as offerings in an evil ritual. Yet, upon reflection, wasn’t this belief inherently mistaken? Couldn’t the cultists carry out their dark sacrifices with something less grand? Ryan had summoned Leviathan’s projection with nothing but a simple ritual and modest offerings, hadn’t he?
Life force was abundant in the territory of the Goddess of Nature. The leaves and branches of the mother tree, for instance, contained immense vitality. Such abundant sacrifices could easily serve as the medium for Azazel’s arrival, aligning with the rules of his summoning. Suddenly, the garland of the Goddess of Nature seemed less

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