Chapter 226 Additional Rewards
During the battle with Ms. D and now the priest, Angel has discovered the weakness of this silver armor and two-handed giant sword, which is that it cannot withstand close-range attacks.
As long as he fights in close combat, his giant sword will be ineffective.
Angel threw a dagger with black flames and continued to approach with empty hands. The priest swung the giant sword to block the dagger and slapped her with his backhand. Even if it was not the sword edge, being hit by the giant sword horizontally might make her lose her combat effectiveness. Angel immediately started the fire jump, came behind the priest, caught the black flame dagger spinning in the air, and stabbed it into the gap between the back of the armor and the helmet.
The dagger pierced into the gap, and black flames immediately spread. At the same time, the priest inserted the two-handed giant sword into the ground. Amid the sound of the marble floor breaking, the light on the giant sword surged outward and instantly turned into a hurricane, sweeping across the entire church hall.
The storm blew away the pews, the broken altar, and Angel behind him.
puff--
The fragile body struggling in the storm caught fire and turned into a piece of thin paper, which was torn into pieces in an instant. Angel walked out of the flames again, and in front of him was Father Utravsky with a black flame dagger still stuck in the back of his neck.
Gripping the dagger tightly, Angel infused it with spirituality and twisted it hard.
With a "boom", black curse flames gushed out from every gap in the priest's silver-white armor. The armor softened and disappeared in the flames. The priest in priest robes turned around and looked at Angel with his gloomy blue eyes.
Only the handle of the dagger stuck in the back of his neck was exposed. The sharp tip of the dagger had pierced his cervical vertebrae, damaged his nerves, and cut off all his hope.
"You, you... your heart is also..."
Before he could finish his words, the priest fell forward, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Standing there, quietly watching the black flames on the priest's body extinguish, Angel stroked the secret holy emblem on his wrist and left the depths of his heart.
In the deserted church hall, the Holy Emblem of Life radiated an intense light, covering everything.
…
When he opened his eyes, Angel found himself still in the church of Mother Earth. The tables and chairs that were blown away by the storm of light and the altar were restored to their original state.
She looked at the "Nightmare Candle" in her hand, and the flame on the scaly-covered wick gradually dimmed and disappeared.
The priest who had just stood in front of him had sat down on a bench nearby. He was hunched over, with his head lowered and his hands tightly covering his temples. Sweat dripped from his face, soaking the marble floor of the church hall.
Feeling Angel's gaze, Father Utravsky raised his head, tears in his eyes, even flowing down his face and chin. The sweat just now actually contained his hot tears.
Fortunately, the priest's eyes were still kind, calm, and even contained some joy and sentimentality, rather than the malicious look in the depths of the dream. It was as if he had become ten years younger in just a few minutes.
"Thank you, thank you. I can feel that the me of the past has completely disappeared."
"This is thanks to your honesty and cooperation. Furthermore, he doesn't possess Sequence 6 strength in the dream. Although he possesses the Beyonder abilities you mentioned, his strength is probably only Sequence 7. Perhaps the effect of the 'Nightmare Candle' exceeded imagination. I think you should be able to easily deal with that version of yourself once you enter."
Angel replied. She wasn't being modest, but she truly felt that the priest in the depths of the dream wasn't as powerful as the other Sequence 6s she had seen. Perhaps only the manic "Rose Bishop" she had killed last week was similar to him.
"No, I once tried to use the 'Nightmare Candle' to reach deep into my own soul and resolve that worry, but... but when I faced my past self in my dreams, I'm afraid I'm not as strong as him..."
Father Utravsky shook his head, wiped the sweat and tears from his face with the sleeve of his priest's robe, and stood up. For the first time since Angel met this priest, he straightened his back completely, and his tall body looked even more upright.
"As agreed, I will give you the 'Pharmacist' formula, as well as a magical item."
"Is it this candle?"
Angel asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, he not only got the formula, but also an extra surprise. Perhaps after the priest eliminated the evil in his heart, he no longer needed this magical candle. Angel was very interested in the candle that could enter other people's dreams!
"I'm sorry, but it doesn't quite belong to me, so I can't give it to you."
The priest rejected the offer without hesitation and then presented her with two magical items of her choice.
One of them is a needle connected to a transparent test tube through a hose. The priest said he didn't know what this item was called. It can draw out a tube of one's own blood and save it, and then inject it back into the body at a critical moment. This can temporarily improve one's strength, agility and other physical qualities, and can also cure most injuries and diseases and eliminate fatigue.
But after the blood is drawn, you will be weak for a full 12 hours, and it cannot be used more than once a week. Otherwise, when it is infused back, it will not only bring strength, but also madness, causing people to temporarily lose their minds.
Additionally, the user becomes somewhat neurotic while carrying it.
From the moment he heard about blood transfusion, Angel, who had modern medical knowledge, was somewhat resistant to this magical item. After hearing more about the side effects, he shook his head firmly.
Having the "magic pocket watch" is enough. If she had another magical item that could weaken a person for 12 hours, she would be scared to death on the gaslit street after the battle.
Guiltily opening the cover of the "magic pocket watch", he took a look and found that using it in the dream did not make it enter the negative state of fear of fire. Angel breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the priest, waiting for him to introduce another item.
The latter took out an ancient-looking brass key from his pocket and continued his introduction.
This is a magical item called the "Master Key". Its effect is as the name suggests. It allows the user to open all locks that do not contain mysterious powers, as well as some locks with weaker supernatural effects. In places where there are no doors, it can also allow the user to open a temporary passage and pass through obstacles, provided that the obstacles are not too thick and are not affected by supernatural powers.
As he spoke, the priest stood up and walked to the wall on one side of the church. He placed the master key in his hand against the wall and twisted it as if unlocking a lock. Water ripples appeared on the wall in front of him, and then his whole body seemed to "immerse" in the wall and disappeared in the rippling water.
About half a minute later, he returned to the church hall in the same way, holding a note in his other hand.
Angel took the note and looked at it, and as expected, he saw the "pharmacist" formula on it.
"The horn of an adult Pegasus, the venom crystals of a crown jellyfish... these are materials I've never heard of."
Fortunately, you don’t need to find these extraordinary materials yourself. You just need to hand over the verified formula to Viscount Greylint.
"This is your reward. And which magical item did you choose?"
The priest asked with a smile, holding a syringe set in one hand and a brass key in the other.
"What about the negative effects of the 'Master Key'?"
Although he had already come to a conclusion in his mind, Angel still asked cautiously.
"It occasionally makes its users lost. I use it less often, and according to others, it's the kind of random, hard-to-find-out kind of lostness."
Father Utravsky replied.
Getting lost isn't a big deal. It'll just waste some time. At worst, I can just climb to the roof and go straight ahead, or hire a carriage instead of finding the way myself...
After figuring this out, Angel looked at the brass key and said, "I choose 'Master Key'."
As if he had expected this, the priest handed the key to Angel. Angel took it, opened his spiritual vision and took a look. He found that when it was not in use, it was exactly the same as an ordinary key and did not emit any strange spiritual light.
"Thank you again, strange lady. If you have any questions about the recipe, I'm always at the Harvest Church."
After saying this, the priest turned to face the Holy Emblem of Life of Mother Earth, stood in front of the altar like a giant peak, and chanted in a low voice words of praise to the gods.
Angel put away the recipe, took the key, and went to the side of the church close to the street. He pressed the key against the wall and turned it, just like the priest had done just now.
There was the sound of brass scraping against stone wall, but nothing happened.
“It takes a little bit of spirituality.”
The priest's voice came from behind her.
Angel poured spirituality into the key in her hand and tried to open the non-existent lock again. She felt dazed for a moment, the stone wall of the church disappeared before her eyes, and the busy scene of Rose Street appeared before her.
It really went straight through the wall!
She looked at the "master key" in her hand that helped her pass through the wall, happily put it in her pocket, and walked towards the subway station.
Half an hour later, Angel, looking bewildered, pushed open the church door and looked at Father Utravsky who was still praying devoutly.
She had already walked around the Harvest Church three or four times and still couldn't find a way out.
Or should I talk to the priest and switch to that set of blood-drawing tools?
After hesitating for a moment, Angel gave up the idea, went back to the street, got on a hired carriage, and left the Rose Street that was like a haunted place.
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