Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1004 Preparation
"The Land Forsaken by Gods", near a road opened up from the City of Silver leading to the "Giant King's Court".

From time to time, a flash of silver lightning flashed across the dark sky, illuminating the desolate and silent ground full of gullies.

An exploration team armed with animal skin lanterns and various weapons are fighting a hideous-looking monster. They have broad shoulders, long arms, and burly bodies, with obvious giant bloodlines, but they are still defeated and struggling to hold on under the attack of the monster, which is four meters tall and has arms as long as tentacles.

What was even more deadly was that this monster, called the "Fallen Demon Shadow" by the City of Silver, had a dark mist on its surface, and from time to time strange-shaped particles emerged from its interior, making people feel dizzy just by looking at it, with runes whispering in their ears.

This means that the "Fallen Demon Shadow" already possesses a portion of divinity, and can display divine patterns with mysterious knowledge on its body surface, causing any low- to mid-sequence Extraordinary Person to accumulate madness and affect their combat capabilities.

If there weren't two Sequence 5 Guardians in the team who were experienced in dealing with monsters that had stepped into the demigod realm, this exploration team would have been defeated long ago.

But even so, everyone in this team was injured, and their spirituality and sanity were on the verge of collapse. Among them, the "Guardian" Rigg, who bore the main attack, felt that the shadow cast by the lantern under his feet was constantly shaking, as if it was about to separate from its body and transform into another monster, joining the siege of the team.

This is the power of "fall"!

Rigg took a deep breath, threw away the black iron stick in his hand, reached into the inner pocket of his clothes, and took out a small talisman. It was purple-red in appearance and had a translucent texture, as if it would break into pieces in the palm of your hand if you squeezed it.

But before Rigg could make the next move, two tentacles of the "Fallen Demon Shadow", which were thicker than his thighs, took advantage of the opportunity when he was holding a lantern in one hand and a talisman in the other and smashed down at the same time.

At this moment, another "guardian", Gunalune, who had a pretty face but was taller than Rigg, rushed out from the side, blocked him, knelt on one knee, and inserted his weapon into the ground in front of him. The light of dawn pierced the darkness, erecting an unbreakable invisible wall.

bang——

The tentacle with divine patterns on its surface smashed into the Wall of Dawn, pausing only for a moment before breaking it, causing the light to return to darkness.

But Rigg had already taken advantage of this moment to gather the remaining spiritual energy in his body and poured it into the spell in his hand, reciting a difficult word in the not-so-fluent ancient Hermetic language:

"Petrified!"

Then, using his proficiency in handling any weapon or item, he threw the purple-red translucent talisman, which passed through the head of Gunalune, who was half-kneeling in front of him, and the two tentacles that were swinging towards them, and hit the deformed head of the "Fallen Demon Shadow" with great accuracy.

The next second, the body, which was four meters tall and looked like a real giant among the exploration team, stopped moving. The crazy divine patterns on its surface turned into gray and white grooves, and the soft but powerful tentacles also hung in the air like two twisted stone pillars.

The black mist surrounding all the team members dissipated the power that made the shadows beneath their feet move.

call……

Rigg breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the weapons thrown on the ground, looked around, and found that the five team members including Gunalun were all still alive.

Only relying on the talisman given to him by Chief Colin Iliad, a team that was not too strong defeated the monster that originally needed the elders of the "Six-Man Council" to lead the team, and there were no casualties in the battle!

"Pack up the spoils, rest where you are, and then return to Silver City. I need to report to the Chief."

He gave the order, and walked towards the "Fallen Demon Shadow" that had become a stone statue and completely lost its life.

He would ask the Chief for more of these spells!

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Want more spells?
After receiving the request of "The Sun" conveyed by Mr. "Fool", Angel, who was hiding opposite the "St. Angelica Church" and secretly supervising the missionary process of his bishop Triss, was stunned at first, and then he felt a sense of joy as if "a pillow had been found when he was sleepy".

After being promoted to an angel, it was no longer difficult for Angel to create such "disaster" and "petrification" spells that could be activated and used by others. Even without the help of the status and power of the "City of Disaster", the success rate was quite high, and he only needed to consume a certain amount of spirituality and a strand of hair transformed into a snake.

After completely killing the snake and using it as the base material for the talisman, some of the lost extraordinary characteristics and spirituality will soon return to the body without causing permanent damage. The only problem is that making too many talismans at one time will cause certain damage to the body, and it is easy to break the fragile balance between "madness" and "humanity" in the body, causing Angel to slide into an irreversible loss of control.

Therefore, unless necessary, Angel would not use this "self-mutilation" method to make more talismans. After all, as the "Disaster" witch, she is fully capable of using the same abilities as talismans with her own strength.

So...you have to pay more.

She withdrew her gaze from Triss and prayed to Mr. Fool, asking him to convey her willingness to sell more amulets. Of course, there was no currency like gold pounds in the "God-Forsaken Land", so Mr. "Sun" could only barter and seek help from other Tarot Club members.

It just so happens that "Justice" Audrey may be promoted to "Manipulator" soon, and the "Golden Leaves of the Tree Mentor" she needs can be exchanged in the Silver City. We can conduct a multi-party transaction and get what we need... Thinking of this, Angel, whose wallet was filled and then became empty again, felt happy. He looked at Triss who was secretly hiding in the corner of the church and felt that her round face was much cuter than before.

But after discovering that the bishop of the "Witch Church" was becoming increasingly lazy, Angel still frowned and entered a semi-meditative state. He chose the exceptionally bright one belonging to Triss from among the countless prayer lights around him, wrapped it with spirituality, hummed softly, and transmitted a wisp of his own breath into it.

The next second, Triss, who was squinting her eyes and almost falling asleep behind the altar, suddenly woke up and jumped up like a frightened rabbit. She looked around and found that the terrible... no, the respectable witch angel did not appear beside her. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She adjusted her bishop's robe, which was extremely conservatively cut and designed to reveal only the part above the neck, picked up the church scripture written in gilded letters, and began to prepare for her next sermon.

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Inside the great prayer hall of St. Samuel's Cathedral, Bishop Elektra was preaching new content that was different from "Apocalypse of the Night". It included implicit condemnations of the God of War and Mother Earth, consolations to believers who had lost family members and friends in the war, and stories of believers of the goddess risking their lives to save others when various places were attacked. The entire prayer hall was plunged into deep sorrow and solemnity.

At the end of the sermon, the bishop said in a deep voice:

"...When Constantine was caught in the flames of war, the 'Angel of Disaster' in front of the goddess' throne protected the city. He was the shadow under the goddess' glory, allowing the believers to survive the gunfire and the butcher's knife. He held the power of the goddess's disaster and sprinkled the wrath of destruction on the sea of ​​​​space, causing the pagans to be trapped in the sea of ​​​​fire and buried in the belly of the fish..."

This is……

Leonard, who was sitting in a corner of the prayer hall, absent-mindedly listening to the sermon that condemned the Church of the God of War and the Church of Mother Earth for invading Loen, suddenly shuddered, straightened his back, and listened carefully to what the bishop said, his expression gradually changing.

After the sermon, he hurried out of the church and came to the square outside.

By this time, Backlund had entered winter, and due to food shortages, no one was feeding the pigeons in the square anymore. Leonard looked a little lonely here.

He looked around, tilted his head and asked in a low voice:

"Old man, the person Elektra mentioned just now... should it be Angel? She was the one who did what happened to Conston!"

"You should call her 'Him' to show a certain degree of respect," the voice of Pales in his mind replied, "Whether she is your female colleague or not, you should know better than me since you attend that party every week."

It is precisely because I know it more clearly that I am curious... Leonard frowned and continued:
"But isn't He an angel from the 'Witch' path? Why did Elektra just describe Him as an angel under the goddess? An angel from the path of darkness?
“He also mentioned the authority of disaster, which is part of the goddess’ honorific name. There are similar descriptions in the scriptures, and they are all important figures in the church.

"Could it be that Angel is hiding something? She actually switched to the 'Night' path when she was promoted from Sequence 3 to Sequence 2? But witches and the night are not related. Doing so will lead to loss of control and madness..."

He kept on talking until he walked into an alley, then stopped in the shadows, and his serious expression became a little more relaxed.

Pales in his mind chuckled and replied:
"Although there are many examples of successfully jumping to non-adjacent paths, your female colleague is probably not in this situation. The reason why Hei Ye recorded his deeds in the holy scriptures is probably to provide an 'anchor' for the formation of faith and to stabilize his status. This is actually a common thing in major churches. If you just look through the holy scriptures of other churches, you will find many examples.

"As for the power of disaster, in a broader sense, it partially overlaps with 'disaster', just like death and dusk."

"How can I possibly look through the scriptures of other churches..." Leonard muttered silently, and then changed the topic that was more relevant to him. "Old man, the church doesn't seem to have time to deal with the matter of the demigod of the Aurora Society in the East District. I reported it for a whole week but no new orders were issued... What do you think, should I join those members of the party in hunting him down?"

"If there are other demigods participating, you can go and give it a try. Otherwise, it's best not to get too involved, lest you be used as cannon fodder... If you want to improve your strength, you might as well prepare for the gathering of the 'Fate Hermits' at the end of the month and sell the information about the Jacob family treasure in exchange for a rare spirit. This will be of great benefit to your role."

Pales replied in a somewhat lazy voice, seemingly not interested in hunting a saint.

"The Hermits of Destiny..."

Leonard repeated in a low voice, turning away from the alley and heading towards his home.

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At the Iris Winery on the outskirts of Backlund, Angel received a letter delivered by an extremely fast invisible courier.

Angel opened the envelope with intricate patterns, took out the letter paper, and glanced at it, and saw the letterhead.

It was a letter from Bernadette Gustave!
(End of this chapter)