Chapter 130 (3K) The Blasphemous True Spirit that Occupies the Old Dream of Blood

"Nightmare?"

"Yes, I often dream of a giant black snake with a human face on its body. Every time it would swallow me, and I would wake up in shock." The fat man said tremblingly, as if he remembered the horrible dream.

Li Er was silent for a while, and after a few seconds, he asked again: "Do you know the identity of the original owner who died?"

The fat man raised his head, with a hint of fear in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he said, "I remember that he was a very good adventurer in the Adventurer's Guild. He seemed to have reached the middle level. He had great talent, but he died in the end."

"It caused a commotion in the Adventurer's Guild. Some people said that he had communicated with heretical laws and was cursed to death."

A mid-level adventurer died inexplicably, and Li Er remembered the news about the adventurer's disappearance in the newspaper. Could there be any connection between them? "Sir, I have told you everything I can tell you. I shouldn't hide it from you. This villa is cursed. If you need a house, you should look somewhere else." The fat man had given up.

He had already explained the matter of the villa so clearly, how could anyone buy this cursed villa? Perhaps this villa should be sealed forever. He had been struggling with whether to sell it these days. After all, a curse would persecute others.

"Seven hundred gold coins?" Lear said suddenly.

Hearing what Lear said, the fat man was stunned.

"Didn't you just say you were willing to reduce the price by another fifty gold coins and sell it to me for seven hundred gold coins?" Lear said again.

The fat man finally reacted and said in disbelief: "Sir, this is a cursed house!"

"I don't care about that." Li Er smiled. "If you are willing, sell it to me for 700 gold coins. We can sign the contract now."

"Are you serious?" The fat man still felt like he was dreaming.

"Of course, I wouldn't joke about such things." Lear smiled slightly.

More than ten minutes later.

When Lear put a bag of gold coins and the contract in his hands, the fat man still felt it was unreal.

Li Er saw the man out of the villa and closed the door.

He glanced at the dark villa, and his terrifying mental power instantly swept across the entire house.

After about ten seconds, Lear frowned.

He didn't find anything unusual, but his intuition told him that there was indeed something strange in this villa.

Lear walked around the villa again.

First floor, second floor, third floor, fourth floor, and finally back to the bedroom and walked into the secret room.

Feeling the dark atmosphere in the secret room, Lear narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are some things he can't see, but that doesn't mean he has no way to deal with them.

There is a god living in him! After a moment of silence, Li Er whispered, "My dear goddess Lillian, you should be able to feel my voice, can you come out for a moment?"

A rich blood-red light emanated from his body, and the power of the blood law was trembling.

As the blood-red light rang out in the dark secret room, the surrounding environment seemed to have changed, and Lear saw that something seemed to be twisting in the air.

A series of illusory snake shadows appeared in the air, wriggling continuously.

Li Er stared at the snake shadows, somewhat surprised. He had originally wanted Lillian to help him take a look, but he did not expect that these snake shadows would appear just by emitting the power of the blood law.

What is this? The snake shadow in the air kept approaching Lear, but Lear could not feel its entity, as if it was some kind of residual phantom.

The snake shadow opened its ferocious mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and pounced towards Lear.

Li Er did not sit there and wait for death. He took out the Night Rose and slashed at the snake shadow with a sword.

The moment Night Rose came into contact with the snake shadow, the scene in front of her suddenly became unreal. The original secret room disappeared, replaced by a rich blood color.

Between the broken walls, there was a huge pool of blood in the center. In the pool of blood, a dark and hideous figure was constantly wriggling.

This is a ferocious big snake with black scales all over its body and a large number of arms under its body.

In the center of the snake's body, there is a human face, which looks particularly hideous and terrifying.

The big snake seemed to sense being watched and suddenly raised its head from the pool of blood.

The ferocious snake head spit out its tongue, and the human face on the snake body opened its eyes and stared at Lear in front of it.

"Another delicious food..." The human face of the big snake uttered greedily.

Li Er looked at this scene with a serious expression. At this moment, a system panel popped up in front of him.

[You have witnessed the projection of the blasphemous true spirit. You have been mentally polluted by the blasphemous true spirit and are forced to make a will judgment...]

[Judgment successful, you are exempt from this mental pollution]

Blasphemy against the true spirit...

Li Er's eyes rested on a line of words on the system panel.

The giant snake in front of him was a god, a god in charge of blasphemous laws.

As expected, the death of the previous owner of this villa was related to heresy laws.

Shila is the source carrier of the law of blasphemy, which means that Shila’s shadow is also involved in this matter.

Lear was silent.

He had never heard of the blasphemy law in his previous life, and he did not understand the power of this law.

Just as Lear was thinking, the surrounding environment changed again, the vision became dark, and he saw the dark secret room again.

"What are you doing again?" A pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

Lillian, the Lord of Blood, floated in the air. Looking at the dense snake shadows all around her, she frowned.

With a casual wave of his hand, a beam of blood light was emitted, and the dense snake shadows around were instantly dispersed. Looking at the place where the snake shadows disappeared, Lillian's eyes suddenly focused.

"That's it!" she said suddenly.

Lear came back to his senses and asked, "What is it?"

"It is this power that cuts off my old dream!" Lillian said hastily. As she spoke, she became increasingly angry. "No! Not only that, this damned god also took over my old dream!"

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Seeing Lillian's frustrated look, Lear roughly understood the situation.

The blood pool scene just seen was probably Lillian’s old dream, but now it was occupied by the true spirit that blasphemed the law.

"Is that blood pool your old dream?" Lear asked.

"That's right!" Lillian replied angrily.

"Was that great snake I saw an apparition?" Lear asked again.

"It's an illusion left by the power of law, but I have exorcised it now." Lillian nodded, still looking a little angry. "If he can leave an illusion here, then his real body must be hidden in my old dream! In that mountain range!"

How could Lillian not be angry when her things were taken away?

Hearing Lillian's words, Li Er raised his eyebrows. This was not good news.

Originally, Lillian's mission was just to find the old dream. Now that the old dream of blood has been occupied by another god of heretical laws, the difficulty of the mission has increased significantly.

That big snake looks like it's not easy to deal with. Its deterrent power is even stronger than that of the Corrupted Spirit. With his current strength, it would be difficult to kill the big snake.

Previously, the corrupt spirits were defeated with the help of the Golden Law Goddess, who made Sylvia her thug, and finally everyone joined forces to kill them.

"My goddess, your old dream has been occupied by another god. What should I do now?" Lear asked helplessly.

When Lillian heard what Li Er said, she understood what Li Er meant in just a moment. She said nonchalantly, "Just go find him. I have absorbed the power of the corrupt true spirit, and now my strength has recovered a lot. I will give you more power to kill that god!"

"No one can touch my things! That disgusting snake should be killed!" Lillian said viciously.

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Just as Li'er and Lillian were discussing how to deal with the blasphemous true spirit that occupied the old dream of blood, Sheila in the alchemy room of the War Tiger Knights trembled all over.

She was dragged into the illusion and returned to the pool of blood.

The blasphemous snake was wriggling in the pool of blood. Sheila reacted and quickly knelt down, saying respectfully: "Lord God, is there anything you want to summon me for?"

The blasphemous serpent stopped wriggling and raised its pale face. A dark power of law and magic gathered in the air to form a portrait of a person.

"Find this man, bring him here and make him my food!" The blasphemous snake made a terrifying sound.

Sheila raised her head carefully. She saw the portrait made of magic in the air and her pupils shrank immediately.

The figure above is Lear! Why does the gods have a portrait of Lear?

Sheila was a little confused, but before she could ask more questions, the illusion around her was shattered and she returned to the alchemy room.

A burnt smell emanated from the medicine furnace in front. The herbs inside had been burnt and the potion had failed to be refined.

"It's really strange that you, Sheila, would fail in refining the potion." Not far away, Yasen looked at Sheila and said jokingly.

Since being threatened by Sheila last time, Arsene has become much more restrained. After thinking about it carefully, he still felt that Sheila was just pretending to be nice to Lear. After all, Sheila wanted him to kill Lear and bring the body back.

Yassen was convinced that Sheila must have a crush on him.

Sheila came back to her senses and was indifferent to Yasen's teasing. She was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "I remember that Master Li Er will be holding a knight selection in the fortress arena recently?"

The smile on Yasen's face froze because of Shira's words.

Sheila is actually asking about Lear?

Yasen couldn't accept it. He asked with an ugly expression: "Why are you asking this, Sheila?"

"When is the selection? I want to go and see." Sheila turned her head and saw Yassen's devastated expression.

(End of this chapter)