As the melodious and ethereal sacred music sounded, the guests in the Royal Chapel spontaneously fell silent, closed their eyes and listened attentively.

The mass presided over by Archbishop Andrew can alleviate the pain of pollution, which is not something they can usually hear.

Jiang Ji and Andre moved aside.

The purple-robed old man held a black-red scepter in his hand and knocked on the air three times. The sound was as old as a bell: "God created the heaven and earth, created the white star and the blood moon to replace the sun, and disassembled his own bones, blood, skin and flesh to flow to all things, so mythical creatures appeared on the ground.

The fragments of His body fell to the ground and grew into food called mortals... God said that the time from ten to six in the morning would be called daytime, and mortals would be allowed to move around on the ground, and the rest of the time would be called darkness... His truth was never told to outsiders, and ignorance was bliss.

God said, all my blessings will become boiling blood to redeem mortals from the curse of life... He sprinkled storms and sins into the vast ocean, gouged out the eyes of a hundred-day-old baby, and allowed the ants on the ground to climb high and glimpse the shadows of mythical creatures... We will eventually forgive the day in the face of darkness, offer flesh and blood to sing about death, and splash bloody milk on the road..."

Jiang Ji also closed his eyes.

The first sentence of the prayer was relatively normal, but as it recited the second half, the content became more bizarre and difficult to understand.

In the crowd, Anrou and Ajin both had expressions of horror on their faces. They found that as Archbishop Andre's recitation entered their ears, those strange descriptions actually took root in their minds!

I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't.

Boiling human voices began to appear in the ethereal music. The voices were crying, laughing, and cursing everything madly.

The other guests below were completely unaware and became even more intoxicated.

As soon as this sound appeared, the system sounded the alarm.

[Warning! Warning! Unknown creatures are detected trying to invade, do you want to activate defense mode? ]

Reminded three times in a row.

Jiang Ji's mental power sensed a flying creature on the stage. Before she could investigate carefully, her memory had already portrayed the image of an angel with a pure white body and wings full of eyes.

It is Him again.

The evil angel flapped its wings, stirring up a fishy wind on the platform.

There were mosquitoes as small as dust floating in the air, which kept drilling into other people's brains through their nostrils and ear holes, and were also trying to invade her mind.

As Archbishop Andrei chanted, many tall and thin black shadows appeared on the wall for no reason, swaying in a special rhythm. These black shadows swayed and thrived, and soon grew onto the roof.

Ajin was closest to Andre and felt an unknown creature approaching. Something wet and smelly was slapping his back rhythmically. The cold breath penetrated his clothes and entered his skin, making it almost freezing.

Jiang Ji didn't say anything, and the system asked again: [Unknown creatures are detected invading, do you want to activate defense mode? ]

"Yes." She chose to open it.

[Confirm to start.] The system couldn't wait any longer. A warm force washed over the soul, washing away the malicious invasion.

At the same time, Jiang Ji's consciousness was found by another force, which quickly and forcefully established a spiritual connection in her mind.

That smell is somewhat familiar.

The only one who can do this is Ying Huai.

Jiang Ji did not resist and relaxed temporarily. If he came to her at this time, he must have discovered something.

This kind of connection is not an all-round mental search, but is similar to secret telepathy, which allows communication within the mind avoiding all eyes and ears.

——"What did you find?" Jiang Ji.

——"There's something outside, go out and be careful."

Ying Huai and the others had been hiding in the dark, observing the situation in the Royal Chapel. After they finished speaking at a very fast speed, there was no more movement.

The mental connection is mutual, and both parties can feel each other's general situation and status. Jiang Ji sensed a brief emotional fluctuation over there, and it should be moving quickly, but she could only hear the strange rhythm in the auditorium.

Something touched the back of her hand.

Something rolled to her feet.

Jiang Ji was not affected by the rhythm and quietly opened his eyes.

Everyone around, whether they were weird or human, had their eyes closed, and a blank expression gradually appeared on their faces.

The thing that rolled to her feet was shaped a bit like a correction pen, with white erasing fluid on one end and a black marker on the other.

Hmm? Jiang Ji was slightly stunned.

The scent of this pen is as clear as cedar, it belongs to Ying Huai.

Jiang Ji held her breath and touched it. The pen burst like a bubble, turning into specks of light and dissipating at her fingertips.

This is not a physical entity, but an illusion, a condensed knot of mental power that contains one of Ying Huai's abilities.

This ability, like Jiang Ji's "Return to the Origin" ability, consumes a lot of energy, and it also comes with instructions for use.

Jiang Ji knew without even looking that in the analysis section of the forum, readers had discussed Ying Huai's bug-like ability many times.

As an extremely popular character in the early stage, Ying Huai's most amazing ability is his ability to distort the rules in rule-based stories.

In the original comic, Ying Huai lent this ability permanently to the little golden retriever before he went offline. Unfortunately, as he was completely erased from everyone's memory, this ability to tamper with the rules was also wiped out.

The cartoonist once explained in his story:

Ying Huai's mental field can affect the will of the Rule Ghost Story and materialize into a prop in order to make "Him" agree to lend this ability so as to better help the other party reach a judgment.

In the currently updated plot, this ability has only been used once before in a rule-based ghost story below level D, because there are no ghost domain restrictions.

Jiang Ji slowly typed a question mark in his mind.

——What are you doing for me? I can’t do anything.

There was no reply from the other end for a while. After a while, a clear voice sounded in my mind, with a hint of panting after a high-speed battle.

"You are familiar with the rules. Ajin is a bit of a fool, you know."

“…”

Okay, then she won’t be polite.

Jiang Ji is quite interested in the ability to distort the rules.

The prayer was coming to an end. Archbishop Andre's face was as white as paper, and his eye sockets had completely melted into black, which looked very strange. Tumors grew on his cane. He raised the cane and pointed it at the three people on the stage, announcing the judgment: "Anyone who indulges in fun will be violent; anyone who indulges in pleasure will be violent.