My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu.

Chapter 284 Osman’s decision
In the sanctuary, Osman knelt in front of the angel icon and prayed in a low voice. He had recited more than ten chapters of the Flame Bible silently.

It was his way of relieving his inner turmoil, something he hadn't done in years.

In the past, when his heart was not at peace, he only needed to read one or two chapters of the Bible silently to regain his peace and wisdom.

The ups and downs in my heart were extremely high today, and I had been silently reciting the Flame Bible for a long time with little effect.

The secret guards sent out claimed that the strange man in yellow walking in the Kingdom of Ribia could indeed instill endless knowledge in people.

As long as the indoctrinated person does not go crazy because of this knowledge, it is regarded as accepting the gift of fate.

This weirdo will give a yellow light symbol to the person he favors, regardless of whether the person is willing to accept it.

The vast majority of people who gain favor passively do not end well. Either they cannot distinguish between reality and illusion and go crazy, or they have cognitive problems and are polluted into deformed monsters.

Every time the weirdo seemed to appear out of thin air, he would soon disappear without a trace.

The Kingdom of Ribia is the pasture land of Ogma, the God of Knowledge. The Church of the God of Knowledge has encircled and suppressed this weirdo who came from nowhere, but failed even once, and instead lost many troops.

The strange man in yellow has been classified as a catastrophic-level taboo. The secret guard has summarized the pattern of the strange man in yellow and hired people to verify it.

As expected, the head of the unlucky guy who was paid to do things exploded inexplicably, and finally turned into a walking tentacle monster.

Judging from his experience, this weird man in yellow is the embodiment of a certain rule, like an incarnation, a god-level incarnation.

The appearance of the strange man in yellow was more like the indoctrinated person inadvertently completing a mysterious ritual.

After an unknown amount of time, Osman suddenly stood up. He made a decision in his heart and immediately no longer hesitated or was confused.

He borrowed a drop of the blood of the Holy Spirit to break through when the world could not accommodate the Silver level.

Through the secret magic circle, the previous pope activated the Holy Spirit, and finally forced him to complete the transformation of his body and achieve shining silver. The price of this abnormal method was to cut off the way forward.

Generally speaking, in an era when the world's spirituality was not yet active, being able to achieve Silver and living decades longer than a third-level transcendent would make a lot of money.

But today, as the world's spiritual concentration continues to increase, cutting off the way forward means that the pope who overlooked all living beings from a high place will eventually become invisible to everyone. This is something he cannot accept.

He recalled the last words the last pope said to him: 'Son, I hope you don't blame me. '

At that time, he thought it was a supreme honor, so how could he blame the other party? After becoming the Pope, he learned that by using the blood of the Holy Spirit to break through to the silver level, his body would have a trace of divinity and become a container that could withstand the coming of the gods. .

The Holy Spirit may not have descended into the world before, but that may not happen in this era.

Osman walked out of the sanctuary and said to the secret guard commander guarding the door:
"As arranged, I will make a secret trip to Ribia."

The secret guards do not interfere in church affairs and are only responsible to the Pope.

Sacco's body emerged from the empty shadow, and he bowed slightly:
"I will make arrangements now, but even if everything goes well, it will take about half a month to go to Ribia."

Osman nodded slightly: "I will announce to the public that I am studying the oracle, and no one will find out in a short time."

. . . .

Half a month later, Crown took the airship back to Rhine City.

Flanders sent someone to inform him that it was time to launch a crackdown on the cultists' gathering areas.

When he got off the airship, Crown was immediately taken to the Holy Fire Cathedral by Harry Dale, the Archbishop's valet who was waiting at the parking lot.

After seeing the archbishop, Crown asked with a smile: "Your Excellency, the new airship is ready so soon?"

The airship must be made of solid skin, otherwise if it is shot down in the air and they fall into the center of the cultist camp, it will be an act of seeking death.

"Yes, the Strange Object Manufacturing Association already has relatively mature manufacturing plans and processes. They have trial-produced a special airship with good results.

The framework of the new airship has been set up a long time ago, and the transformation work went very smoothly. I decided that we will all go to the Andes Mountains together tomorrow.

Yennefer went into the Andes Mountains some time ago, and she also said that she would be attacked by two-headed chimeras whenever she got close to the cultist camp. She and Geralt even killed a chimera.

This time we dispatched the strongest lineup, and all Silver-level warriors participated in the battle. "

Flanders said kindly, and the ordinary people from the Strange Object Manufacturing Association gave him a big surprise. The new airship skin armor they developed could resist his ordinary attacks.

You must know that if his attack hits a third-level transcendent, the opponent will definitely be injured.

As for the reason why all the top powerhouses in the diocese were dispatched, he was worried that there would be silver-level enemies in the cultist camp, which would cause many variables.

It would be even better if we could lure out a Silver level enemy.

Crown understood that the Archbishop was talking about the reconnaissance airship. He thought about it and asked:
"Sir, how long will it take to build a bombing airship?"

If they could build large bombing airships, they would be able to cause a lot of damage to cultists before spring comes, adding weight to their victory in the war.

"The manufacturing plan for the large-scale bombing type airship has been determined. Since it is manufactured from scratch, it will take more than two months to complete. It can catch the end of winter."

Flanders will not look down upon these ordinary people in the Strange Object Manufacturing Association now. The inventions of these people make it easier for humans to deal with dangerous things.

He paused and then said:
"There are no tasks today. You go back to the guest room and have a good rest to recharge your batteries. When the weather clears, we will have a big fight." Crown nodded calmly. He returned to the guest room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to visualize the golden light spell. .

For him, the best way to recharge his batteries is to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.

The feeling of increasing proficiency little by little is intoxicating. The bright gold and silver colors in the guest room are constantly flowing, just like sunlight and moonlight shining into the room.

If a person remains focused without any distractions, he will definitely feel that time flies by.

The day passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Crown ended his visualization and summoned the golden wall.

[Golden Light Curse: 71548/150000; Level ]

[Fire Breath: 6842/50000; Level ]

Both skills are improving rapidly. When Kroun looks inside, he can already see more silver light spots in his blood, and there is more and more silver blood in his body.

The Golden Wall gave him better room for improvement. Others had bottlenecks in improving their breathing techniques. It might be difficult for him to make progress for a long time, but as long as he worked hard, he would definitely get results.

This is the true sense of God rewards hard work, no matter how hard you work, you will gain more.

Watching his proficiency increase little by little, and him becoming stronger little by little and unswervingly, this feeling is intoxicating.

. . . .

Another two days passed.

Today is a beautiful day, the weather is clear, the wind has stopped and the snow is blowing, the sky is like a pure blue gem, without a trace of cloud.

Flanders led everyone on the airship and headed to the Andes Mountains.

In addition to the four silver-level experts, there are also six third-level extraordinary beings.

The church, the brotherhood, and the city government each have two third-level combatants. They have worked hard with each other in combat over the past two days.

"Dong dong", a gentle knock on the door sounded.

Crown used the Fire Cube to control the doorknob and opened the door smoothly.

When he saw the visitor, he said with some disappointment: "You still chose to stay with the Brotherhood."

What came in was a demon hunter with long gray-white hair and pigtails—Geralt the White Wolf, a white werewolf in the true sense.

The ones on the Brotherhood's side were Yennefer and Geralt.

Bai Lang carefully looked at the person opposite him with his eyes for a while, and said leisurely:

“Unknowingly, you have become one of the strongest small group of people in the world.

Silver rank, I never dreamed of reaching this level. Your current position makes people look up to you. "

He recalled the scene when he first met the other party. He and his student Allen were eating in a shabby tavern outside a dilapidated house.

The other person passed by their table, and he felt a sense of sunshine. So he stopped the other party.

At that time, Crown was just an ordinary person. Now, in just two years, he has grown to a height that is beyond his reach.

You can hear complex emotions in his tone, which ranged from 70% joy to 30% loneliness.

Crown patted his friend on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"The spiritual concentration of the world continues to increase. It is not difficult for you to achieve level 4 in a few days."

Geralt smiled bitterly and said:

"The inheritance of the church is enough for you to advance to the Silver rank step by step, but for the demon hunters, every step we take is to cross the river by feeling the stones.

Demon hunters seem to have only one advantage, which is that after mutation, we have a longer lifespan than other extraordinary beings of the same level.

But judging from the current situation of the world, living for too long in this era may not be a happy thing. "

The demon hunter's sadness only lasted a short time. He quickly adjusted his mentality and regained his composure:
"Why did I say so many disappointing things? Maybe it's because my mentality has been weathered."

Crown changed the subject and asked:
"You and Yennefer killed a two-headed chimera. Tell me about the battle. Also, did you find any weaknesses in this creature?"

He himself is not a comforting person and can only divert the other person's attention.

"Yeah", Geralt thought seriously for a while and said:
"Seriously, we had a bit of luck in killing the Chimera Belt. The monster basically consumed all its magic power while chasing the airship we were riding on.

When fighting us, its strongest breath ability could no longer be used, which gave us a chance to win.

The skin of the two-headed chimera is extremely tough, and I can only cause a shallow wound with my weapon."

(End of this chapter)