Chapter 138: Third-Level Spirit Master

"Haha, thank you Captain Leah for the compliment," Nick smiled. He opened his mouth to praise the other player but didn't know where to start.

"Let's go in and search." An illusion of flames burned in Leah's eyes. She took off her backpack, took out an oil lamp, lit it, and then stepped into the darkness.

"Come on, follow," Nick also found the oil lamp and lit it.

When the flame pattern on his armor lit up, he strode into the gate.

Crown reloaded his revolver and followed the team into the castle.

Walking around the stone screen wall, he entered a rectangular hall.

The floor was covered with dust and spider webs. The plaster on the columns on both sides of the hall had peeled off, revealing the vicissitudes of time. A round table and chairs were tilted near the wall.

A smell of decay and the end of all things rushed into his nose. Clown looked around and thought that the hall should be a place for dances, and there was also a second floor, which just fit the structure of the castle more than a hundred years ago.

Luo Lin said softly: "Here, I saw the man who was performing the sacrifice again. He raised the wine glass made of skulls and drank the blood. And the girls wailed on these tables, and were finally eaten by countless mutated evil creatures."

"Captain Nick, who do you think the man who appeared again in the clip that Lorraine saw was?"

"I think it must be Lord Vlad. He survived for thirty or forty years after the Red Moon Incident. Strong hatred and fear could only remain during his reign."

Leah asked, "You said he was still alive. So, could it be that the former owner of the castle has returned?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? The file says that he was at the third level when he was surrounded. If he came back, there's no reason why a second-level transcendent would have escaped."

"Hehehe", a sinister laugh came from the corridor on the second floor, followed by whispering sounds coming from all around.

A faint stench of death filled the decayed hall, and the temperature seemed to have returned to winter.

"Meow," Buster roared madly and circled around his owner. His voice gave people a feeling of weakness.

Crown grabbed the black cat and put it into the animal bag at his waist, a faint cruel smile appeared on his face.

After catching up on more knowledge, he knew that evil spirits themselves would have a faint stench, and the place where evil spirits stayed would become cold and gloomy.

This kind of cold will not disappear just because you make a fire to keep warm. This kind of cold is the cold that penetrates into your bones.

Before possessing a person, the evil spirit will use various means to stir up fear in the human heart and continue to amplify this fear. When the human will is completely disintegrated, the evil spirit will take over the person's nest and begin to devour the person's soul and vitality.

They will make laughter and footsteps, and these sounds will follow you wherever you escape.

Imagine, it is a silent night, without any light, and you know you are the only one in the room, but there is something laughing eerily and moving around beside you.

The bone-deep chill freezes people's minds, and the smell of decay after the death of living things follows them everywhere. I wonder what kind of despair that would be.

Before his death, Clown must have gone through endless despair, and now, a group of evil spirits are watching him.

A sharp light flashed in Crown's eyes, and he gritted his teeth lightly.

"It seems that we have received a warm welcome from the new owner of the castle," Nick said with a smile, "Since the owner is so hospitable, why don't we go up and take a walk, what do you think, Captain Leah?"

"Be careful, there are too many evil spirits."

"Otherwise, let me try the quality of the evil spirit first," said Crown as he untied the longbow.

The spiritual perception of a second-level transcendent is already able to distinguish the location of evil spirits. Although he cannot see them, he can feel where the evil creatures are near him.

"Ordinary arrows cannot harm evil spirits. Only arrows made of mithril and mercury can be effective, or arrows are enchanted with elemental damage."

"I know," Crown carried a quiver with him, containing twenty arrows.

After entering the narrow space, the effect of the bow and arrow was very small, so he simply took this opportunity to shoot all the arrows at once, no matter how much damage he could cause.

After he was ready, he bent his bow and drew his arrow, and suddenly golden lines appeared in the hall.

Shooting three arrows at a time, he soon ran out of arrows.

"ah"

A faint and sharp wailing sounded, accompanied by wisps of smoke rising and a few pieces of gray-white light falling.

Through his spiritual perception, Crown discovered that the evil spirits surrounding the railings were dispersing one after another.

"Great," Leah clapped her hands softly.

"It may be that these evil spirits are not up to standard." Clown put the longbow on his back again, walked forward, picked up the pieces of gray-white spiritual energy, and some of the evil spirits were killed directly.

"Hurry up and go up. Time waits for no one. We have to get back to the camp before dark, so we must reserve enough time." Nick walked towards the upward stairs in the middle of the hall. "Our team will go to the left."

Liya responded, "Then let's go to the right, check everyone, and apply evil spirit oil to our weapons."

After seeing the members of the cooperation team also go up to the second floor, Nick raised the oil lamp in his hand and said, "Inspect each room one by one and summarize the statistics at the end. We will go clockwise."

"I understand," Leah also raised the oil lamp in her hand to indicate.

After the Red Moon incident, faced with an increasing number of evil spirits, the church and other organizations developed methods to test whether evil spirits were present.

Nick and his three companions entered a room. From the thick dust, Crown could see that there was a table, two chairs, and what seemed to be a bed.

The priest took out a brown paper bag the size of a brick and handed it to Del: "Grab a handful and sprinkle it in the air. Use it sparingly. We only got three bags on this mission."

"Don't worry, thriftiness is my instinct," Del said with a grin as he took the paper bag with both hands.

He opened the paper bag and found grayish-white powder inside.

He picked up a cluster with five fingers and scattered it.

The powder spread out into a white rain of light, floating in the air.

This is the dust of development. If you sprinkle it in the air, you can see how many evil spirits are lingering nearby in a short period of time, because each evil spirit will show traces of varying sizes in the dust of development.

Three blurry gray lines the length of a palm appeared in the rain of light.

Evil spirits are territorial creatures, and they like to stay in a fixed circle. Even if they wander around, they will return quickly.

"Three evil spirits," the priest shouted, "Please help me remember them and summarize them at the end."

Clown asked, "Do you know how a spirit controller is trained? I'm very curious."

He became a spirit master because his original body was possessed. After he traveled through time, the evil spirit in his body was eliminated, and he became a spirit master by accident.

He had no idea how to become a spirit master through normal means, or how to increase the number of spirits he could control.

The knowledge stored in the church only includes a brief introduction to this profession, and there is no knowledge on how to become a spirit master.

He wants to increase the number of spirits he can control and quickly improve their abilities through devouring them, but he has no idea how to do it yet.

"I know a little bit. Warlocks catch evil spirits like fishermen catch fish in the river and soak them in a special solution. Then, those who want to become spirit masters drink this solution and a specific potion.

As long as they can maintain sufficient rationality and do not show any major alienation afterwards, they can become spirit control masters. They can sense the evil spirits that coexist with them and slowly discover their ability to control spirits. "

It was Jason who spoke. He lowered his voice and continued in a pitiful small voice: "I heard a rumor that the Warlock Brotherhood has trained a third-level spirit controller. I don't know if it's true or not."

"It's true, the church has confirmed it from the Warlock Brotherhood," Nick responded, "Level 3 Spirit Master Lisa, the spirit that is controlled is an evil spirit with the power of the element of fire.

The Warlock Organization has cultivated two types of mutants, one is a demon hunter and the other is a spirit master. Now both have become third-level strongmen. If the path of the spirit master is further developed, the strength of the Brotherhood will further expand. "

"Didn't they say before that spirit masters cannot advance to the third level due to their inherent disadvantages?"

"No, there were spirit masters who advanced to level three before, but without exception they all lost control and went crazy, and were eventually killed. But Lisa is different, she didn't go crazy, and her emotions became more stable."

Nick paused and changed the subject: "Don't talk nonsense about the third-level strongman. Even if he is a crazy third-level strongman, in their eyes we are just ordinary people who are stronger."

Klauen did not continue to ask questions about the spirit master. He planned to find some time to catch up with his friends. Geralt had connections with the Warlock Guild and could buy some intelligence from him.

Nick sensed it carefully and said, "Let's go. The evil spirit here is not here at the moment. Evil spirits without possession can pass through ordinary objects at will. Maybe they were disturbed by Crown just now and dare not come back."

"Can evil spirits be intelligent?" Del asked.

"It's not necessarily wisdom, it's more likely the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm," Jason explained, and then made a suggestion: "Father, why don't we check separately, so that we can improve efficiency. If there is a more powerful evil spirit, it would have rushed over long ago."

Nick thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, we must stay at the door after each inspection and wait for the other party to finish the inspection before going to the next place. Who do you want to be in a group with, Crown?"

"Yes, let him come with me," Jason said without hesitation. He took out an oil lamp from his backpack, lit it with a match, then lit a cigar and took a puff of it with relish.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Okay, let's do this," Nick took out a bag of developing dust and handed it over.

. . . .

Jason sprinkled a handful of Appearance Dust, took a look and said, "One evil spirit, a total of... I forgot how many there were just now."

"Just now there were six, now there are seven," Crown replied, "I have a question that I forgot to ask just now. Why is it so difficult for that scarecrow named Mara to kill?"

"Mara is a knight, and the life force she cultivates through her breathing technique does not have the attribute of elemental damage. You don't think there are many breathing techniques similar to fire breath out there, do you?"

Jason laughed and said, “Perhaps you haven’t come into contact with ordinary knights. The breathing techniques they practice are called Giant Bear Breathing, Frostwolf Breathing, etc. The names sound very cool and can significantly increase combat effectiveness.

Many first-level extraordinary people in the church are not even a match for knights of the same level who practice ordinary breathing techniques, because this type of breathing method directly improves a person's physical fitness.

But ordinary breathing methods cannot fully temper a person's life essence. Only breathing methods that can cultivate elemental power have this ability. Only by possessing elemental power can one cause sufficient damage to evil spirits. "

"I see. Does that mean that the breathing methods of each church can cultivate elemental power?"

"Yes, but the core of the church is still meditation. Priests are the future of the church and are qualified to succeed the Pope. We are just high-level thugs." Jason turned around and said, "Let's go to the next room. It's almost over."

"Wait a moment."

"What's the matter?"

Clown pointed to the corner and said, "I saw a light there just now. Let's go and take a look."

Jason walked closer to the corner with the oil lamp and took a closer look: "The texture of the wall seems to be a little different."

He reached out and patted it, and it made a "dong dong" sound, as if it was empty.

The two looked at each other, and Crown patted the nearby wall, but there was no hollow sound.

They kept knocking and finally confirmed the scope of the hole.

"It looks like a door," Crown said, "Let's go tell the priest."

The two of them turned around and left together. When they reached the door of the room, Nick and Del just came out of the next room.

Jason said, "Father, we found a secret door."

“Is it open?”

"It seems there is a mechanism, and we didn't have time to find it."

"Let's go and take a look together."

The team members poured into the room and came to the location of the secret door.

"It's a secret door indeed." Nick took a few photos and said, "Let's find the mechanism."

The four began to search the room, not leaving out any clues.

Del saw a small cylindrical protrusion on the table, about two fingers high. He reached out and touched it, but the sculpture did not move at all.

The room was not big, and the team finished searching quickly, but they did not find the mechanism to open the secret door.

Nick asked, "Did you notice anything different from the other rooms?"

"I noticed a small sculpture on the table that wasn't in any other room."

"Let me see," Nick walked to the table and swept away the dust on it. He reached out and twisted the cylinder, but found that it had no effect.

"This thing is made of metal," the priest pressed down hard on the cylinder, but still found nothing.

"Del, try hitting it hard with the hammer," said Crown.

"Okay," Del raised the sledgehammer and smashed it down hard, and the entire metal cylinder sank in.

"Click"

A subtle sound was heard, and the secret door was seen opening.

"Turns out I wasn't strong enough," Nick laughed, walked to the door and opened it.

The light shone in, and Crown saw a staircase leading down.

"Looks like it's leading to a place outside the lobby on the first floor. Let's go down and take a look," Nick said and was about to step in, but was stopped by Jason.

"Captain, Clown and I will go down. Someone has to guard the door."

"Be careful," the priest warned.

Jason was in front and Crown was behind, and the two walked slowly down.

The staircase was not long, and the light quickly filled the secret room.

Nick stopped when he saw the two people going down and asked with concern: "What's going on down there?"

Crown took a quick look and found that there were only some ordinary tables, chairs and utensils. He said with some disappointment, "It's just an ordinary storage room."

"Go up," Jason was also a little disappointed and walked back with the lamp.

Walking back into the room, Jason laughed and said, "I was so happy for nothing. I thought it was a treasure room."

Just as Crown was about to step out, the door was suddenly closed.

He felt a huge force coming from the door and he was pushed down the stairs.

In the deep darkness, there was a faint whispering sound.

(End of this chapter)