Delusion Master

Wei Lin stepped on this old book made of monsters, holding a dagger whose light was gradually dimming, and looked at the empty cathedral in front of him.

Just because something is invisible doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

At this moment, the cold air from the evil spirit hit his face, brushing his slightly longer bangs.

Wei Lin took a deep breath, and an emergency countermeasure quickly took shape in his mind: Since the Book of Imprisonment has established communication with his "soul", thus affecting his thinking and being hurt by him, can it be controlled in reverse?

"Give me a spell! A spell that can communicate with evil spirits!" Wei Lin went back along the passage, and ordered the book in his consciousness.He can hear the whispers of the evil spirits, but the other party cannot receive his messages, and is always immersed in his own world, talking to himself.

The Book of Imprisonment shook its pages, like a mockery.

Wei Lin was not annoyed either. Enduring the biting cold, the soles of his boots crushed the pages of the book vigorously, and stabbed the blade in again——

The Book of the Imprisoned Soul let out a sharp hiss, like the high-pitched sound of an old pipe organ breaking with all its strength, and the hard cover and back cover violently slapped the slate floor.Wei Lin guessed that it hurts enough - if it has a human sense of pain.Or it's not pain, but an injury on an essential level—although Wei Lin doesn't know what the essence of this book is.

Holding the dagger in both hands, he poured all his strength into it and stabbed it down firmly, like an arrow that never turns back after being fired.

When half of his body was about to freeze, the Book of the Imprisonment finally flinched, and unwillingly closed the cover with the pages, gripping the blade as if begging for mercy. The light illuminated Wei Lin's face, and then disappeared in a flash.

Wei Lin blinked, and slowly turned his head to look around.

The world in my eyes is the same as before, but it seems that there is something completely different——

He could hear the whole world in every detail, silent and full of small noises from all directions.The moving object is still, but the still thing is stirring strangely...

He saw the flow of the wind, from one end of space to the other.

The gathering and dissipating of elements is like an ocean composed of countless colorful eddies.

He saw the appearance of the invisible evil spirit——

Although the whole body is glowing with a cyan gleam, which seems a little illusory, but one can still see clearly that it is a tall knight, wearing classical light armor, with a cloak tightly wrapped around his body, as if he has been trekking long and desperately through the ice and snow On, never-ending.The curly hair that grew to the ears covered part of his cheeks, covered with frost, only half of the narrow eyes, the high bridge of the nose, the tight lips, and the slightly sunken chin in the middle were exposed.

In all fairness, this is a very masculine appearance, no matter in terms of aesthetics in any historical period, it can be called a masculine appearance.No wonder she got the love of a beautiful girl who doesn't know much about the world in the monastery.

However, his eyes were cold and hollow, like an unfathomable dry well in the snow.

"Farislan, the cold lord." Wei Lin said calmly, recalling the plot characters in "The Era of the Mixed Spirits", "Can you hear me?"

The evil spirit slowly raised its arms like a revived statue, bringing out a whirlwind of snow foam.Wei Lin felt a biting chill on the side facing him.

"...the breeder." The evil spirit's voice was like a hoarse bell, drifting over from the wind.

"What?" Wei Lin asked puzzledly, "'breeder', you mean me, what do you mean?"

The other party did not answer him, but walked forward bluntly.

Wei Lin quickly bent down to pick up the book, walked around behind the coffin, kept a certain distance from him as much as possible, and continued to ask: "Do you know anything about this monastery, black-robed warlocks, those rituals, and the coffin? Adelaide that doesn't rot?"

The last name seemed to awaken the evil spirit's memory. He shook his head slightly, as if wanting to get rid of some invisible shackles, and spoke again: "Adelaide... isn't dead yet?"

"It's dead, it's headless." Wei Lin motioned him to look at the rock head of the corpse in the black coffin, "You chopped it off, didn't you?"

The evil spirit stared at the sunflower-shaped mask next to his head, and his empty eyes showed obvious emotional fluctuations: "I cut it off with my own hands. It's a pity... I died so happily..."

Wei Lin could hear the bitterness and hatred that went deep into the bones, as if it was not the monastery girl who was betrayed and betrayed in the plot, but this famous noble knight.A trace of doubt arose in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "What happened here 200 years ago? Who are the 'sacrifices, sacrificial spirits, and containers' that Gamol just mentioned? How to awaken the holy soul? Yes... what is that bone fragment that makes you afraid?"

Farislan turned his eyes away from the girl's corpse and turned to him, the look of longing in his eyes was creepy: "Let me enter your warm body...I'll tell you everything..."

"Bah! Good idea!" Wei Lin held the Book of Imprisonment in one hand and raised the dagger in the other, "Go back to the book for me!"

Farislan floated in the air, and rushed towards Wei Lin with the wind and snow.

At this moment, white light appeared hazy, like a bright moon separated by a veil, and then the void seemed to be cut into a dark and deep gap by a sword.A figure broke out from the crack and returned here.

The bitter sword energy blocked the evil spirit's attack, forcing him to back away.

"Bai—Knight!" The last word "Yuan" came to Wei Lin's mouth, and he turned a corner, a little worried in surprise, "Why have you been 'exiled' for so long?"

The white knight glanced at him a little ashamedly, and explained: "Unlucky, I was teleported to the abyss plane, and it took a little effort to return early."

Abyss plane... the habitat of monsters in the game, ruled by three demon kings.Although the white knight said it lightly, it is estimated that the actual situation is much more dangerous, but fortunately he returned safely.If it wasn't for a strong enemy, Wei Lin really wanted to rush over to check if the opponent was injured, and take advantage of it, so he could only send a gratifying smile first.

"Are you all right, are you hurt?" The white knight asked with unconcealed concern.

Wei Lin shook his head: "There was an accident, the evil spirit came out of the book. Jia Moore couldn't control the cold lord for a while, and ran away shamelessly, leaving me to die with him."

"—Farislan, the cold lord! That evil spirit is indeed him." The white knight's face changed slightly, he stood in front of Wei Lin, and pointed the tip of his sword at Farislan hovering above the bench.He couldn't see the evil spirit, but there seemed to be another way to identify the other party's location, and it worked very well.

Wei Lin lightly tapped his arm, and said to the unwilling Farislan: "Except for the body, you can make another condition, let's make a deal? You know, Gamol's dark magic can't do anything to you, the Temple The holy light of knights is the nemesis of undead creatures, you don't want to be blasted into a jellyfish and sealed in a book?"

Although there was no expression on Farislan's cold face, his movements hesitated, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this suggestion.After a while, he said in a cold voice: "Unless...you can make me no longer cold...remove this curse..."

"The legendary Adelaide cursed with his soul? How to untie it?"

"Destroy her body first... Not a single hair or fingernail can be left..."

Wei Lin looked down at the girl's body in the coffin—except for the lack of a head, she was like a delicate lily-of-the-valley flower, which could be crushed with a little effort. Is it difficult to destroy such a body?He tried to reach out his hand to touch the girl's shoulder, feeling that he had poked a piece of extremely hard basalt through the cloth, and tried to stab it with the tip of the dagger, but it was not damaged at all.

I don't know if such a wicked ancient corpse can be burned with fire?

The white knight frowned involuntarily when he touched the girl, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful. You can communicate with the evil spirit? What did he say?"

"I'm going to make a deal with him. He wants me to help unravel the cold curse. First, destroy this corpse without leaving a single cell." Wei Lin bent his knuckles and tapped the back of the corpse's hand, tapping like a rock. ring.

"...to make a deal? Do you know that the title of Lord of Cold shocked one party 200 years ago? Even if there is only a spirit body left, it is not comparable to ordinary evil spirits. Even Jia Moore is jealous and does not easily confront him. Confrontation, trying every means to use young people as sacrifices to lure him into the trap, although it has never been successful. Now you tell me, you want to make a deal with such a character?" The white knight disapproved, but did not appear harsh , the last sentence whispered in his ear, "Last time I was able to severely injure him, but also by borrowing a consumable sacred artifact, which is not as easy as you think. Now I hold him back, you take the opportunity to escape from the monastery, hurry up!" "

"Try it." Wei Lin shook the white knight's arm covered with armor.The latter seemed a little unable to bear this almost coquettish intimacy, and wanted to pull his hands away, but was inexplicably reluctant, his serious expression was betrayed by a little blush at the base of his ears.

——Even the blush on the base of the ear is the same as Bai Yuan's.Wei Lin couldn't help snickering, if it wasn't for the great enemy, he would have to tease this upright, self-disciplined, unsmiling Templar.

The evil spirit urged impatiently: "Destroy her!"

"Since it's a transaction, there must be a contract. How about empty talk?" Wei Lin smiled and waved his index finger. "Well, let's sign a contract. Whoever breaks the contract will be locked in the book."

The Book of Imprisonment flipped in his hand, and stopped on one page.A circle of complicated patterns on the paper glowed faintly, casting a blood-red light and shadow in the sky, rapidly expanding, and turning into a huge floating rune.Wei Lin pressed the outstretched index finger on the rune, and greeted: "Come, sign a contract to ensure that children will not be deceived."

Farisland hesitated.

Now it's Wei Lin's turn to urge him: "You are only a spirit body, you can't destroy this corpse with your own hands, and Jia Moore wants to use her. Except me and the white knight, no one here can help you lift this curse. Come on , you'll warm up—I'm an honest man who keeps his word."

Farislan was moved by his words, floated over, and pressed a livid and cold index finger on the rune.

"The Supreme God is above." Wei Lin said in the ancient language of Hunling.

Farisland replied: "Witness everything in the world."

The rune twirled, emitting a strong light, and then split in two, the light and shadow shrank back suddenly, leaving miniature marks on the fingertips of both sides.

Farislan felt half of the contract rune and found nothing wrong. His cold tone eased and he said, "Destroy her."

A cluster of flames rose from Wei Lin's dagger, trying to touch Adelaide.The flame burned away a palm-sized piece of clothing, but the corpse inside was still made of copper and iron, but the skin was a little blackened.

"It can't be cut or burnt, so it's a bit difficult now." Wei Lin scratched his forehead in embarrassment, and asked the white knight, "Do you have any sacred flames that you can use?"

The white knight said: "No. We use the power of the Holy Light bestowed by the Supreme God."

Wei Lin asked unwillingly: "Then what kind of fire is used to burn the witch?"

The white knight said with a stern face: "Our Knights don't burn witches, that's what the Black Church does."

Wei Lin was at a loss, and turned to Farislan and said, "Well, first tell me what happened here 200 years ago. Maybe I found some clues after listening, or I suddenly had an inspiration and could find out what happened here. Weakness of the spell."

Farislan's face was unhappy, but he still managed to answer: "200 years ago, I passed by this monastery and was bewitched and seduced by Adelaide. I stayed there for three days in a moment of confusion."

Wei Lin muttered softly, "Dry firewood is like fire."

"Three days later, I realized that my mission had not been completed, and the new fief granted by the king was still waiting for my governance, so I prepared to leave the next morning and asked her if she would go with me. Adelaide agreed without hesitation. I was really happy at that time..." Falislan fell into the memory, and the cold and empty gray eyes seemed to have some light, but then turned into more bone-cutting disgust and hatred, "But I didn't expect that she went from head to toe The tail is lying to me. I passed out after having a drink at dinner and woke up tied to the altar—"

"Is that the altar where I was tied up?" Wei Lin interrupted.

Farislan nodded: "I became a sacrifice in the spirit sacrifice ceremony."

"What exactly is the spirit sacrifice ceremony?"

"Use young and healthy flesh and blood to enshrine the sacrifice spirit. There are many spirits in captivity in this monastery, with strong and weak abilities. Only the strongest can become the sacrifice spirit, accept flesh and blood offerings, and obtain short-term painless peace and strength Unstable power, and then used by Adelaide as the energy material for awakening the holy soul, just like the wood used to boil water."

"I see. The 'sacrifice' is the tinder, the 'sacrifice' is the burning wood, what about the 'container', the pot of water? Then the awakened holy soul is the boiled water?" Wei Lin asked, "Adelaide is the one who wants to drink water? She is not an abandoned baby adopted by the monastery, but the person in power behind the scenes?"

Farislan said: "That's right. At the beginning, she deceived many people with her naive and weak girlish posture. But she still underestimated me. As the number one knight who can exchange feats in battle for a fief, how could she be captured without a fight, so I played tricks on her too."

"How?" Wei Lin asked curiously.

Farislan paused for a moment, as if he felt that this matter was disgraceful, or unbearable.But the contract urged him to continue the story, and he could only be as brief as possible: "I pretended to be infatuated with her to the point where I lost my mind, and even my life, and begged to be tender with her one last time. She seems to miss those... just agreed."

Wei Lin recalled the scene of being naked and coldly tied to the stone platform, with only a white cloth on his lower body... Well, in this situation, he can also hold his pillar up against the enemy who wants to kill him, and make the other party burn with desire. This first knight is indeed very talented.

"Stop, I'll imagine it myself. In short, you seduced her in turn and took the opportunity to chop off her head?"

"She is good at using spells and incantations, but she is only a weak warlock after all. And my skills are indeed very good, whether it is a long spear or..."

"Stop it! Don't brag about certain aspects in front of the same sex. In short, you planted on beauty, and Adelaide planted on lust. You two scummed each other half-heartedly, and she was cut by you by one move. Before you died, you put a vicious curse on you. Because of that curse, you lingered on for more than ten years, and you couldn’t get rid of it no matter what. After death, you became the new sacrificial spirit in the monastery.” Wei Lin concluded.

Farislan retorted: "I am the victim! She is the devil!"

Wei Lin asked: "What if she is really a naive and simple monastery girl, and she refuses to go to the territory with you?"

Farislan choked for a moment, and said, "I have a mission, but I have to leave. I can't damage the honor of the knight."

"Running after sleeping is really exciting, isn't it. The glory of the knight." Wei Lin finished complaining again and rolled his eyes, feeling that this should be the truth of the "love" story back then.

The white knight couldn't hear the evil spirit's voice, but he wisely guessed from Wei Lin's words, frowned and said, "This is not glory, it's defilement! A real knight will take full responsibility for his actions."

Wei Lin laughed, glanced at him meaningfully, and touched his lips with his fingertips.

As if struck by lightning, the white knight took two steps back and bowed his head in resignation with embarrassment.

Wei Lin laughed wildly hahahaha in his heart.

Farislan looked at them indifferently, as if there was a bit of contempt for beginners from experienced people.

"And Jia Moore, what is his relationship with Adelaide? How does the awakening of the holy soul work? What does 'breeder' mean?"

Farislan rolled her gray and cold eyes, and said slyly: "After you crush her to ashes, I will tell you the rest."

Wei Lin thought for a while, then compromised: "Okay. I thought of a way to destroy the corpse and trace, I can try it."

As he spoke, he picked up the sunflower mask in the coffin, and gave the white knight a look.

The white knight instantly understood——

How much does Wei Lin hate that sunflower field?he thinks.