Xio Can Be Saved!

Luther spared one life.

Although he could obtain information by Spirit Channeling corpses, he happened to carry a "Suggestor Mirror," which could be used to Hypnosis the living. Combining the two methods would achieve the best results.

The believer had just awoke from his unconsciousness when, in his blurred vision, a golden eye with vertical pupils appeared. After staring into that eye for a moment, his expression quickly became dazed and submissive.

Who are you?

Luther asked the question.

"The Lamb of the Lord..."

This self-proclaimed... well, it really is the Aurora Order.

What are you doing here?

"By order of Mr. A, we are searching for the offspring of God..."

Son of the Lord... Lanevus?

Luther frowned slightly.

Given Lanevus's condition, the fact that he could remain in Backlund undetected must be because the Aurora Order helped him hide...

Thinking even deeper, it's quite possible that Lanevus was Imprisonment by them.

After all, Lanevus is now carrying the offspring of the True Creator, and for him, this offspring is a terrible burden. The moment it is born, it may very well bring him death, so it would be best to get rid of it. The Aurora Order, of course, longs for the arrival of the Lord's offspring and will absolutely not give Lanevus the opportunity to "abort".

In other words, did Lanevus escape...?

The Aurora Order is truly incompetent; they actually let a pregnant woman escape.

Luther thought to himself, somewhat annoyed.

Lanevus was already a very unsettling seed, and now that he's out of control, who knows what terrible things he might do.

He continued questioning the believer, trying to find out the details of Lanevus's escape. However, the believer appeared to be only a low-ranking member and didn't know much.

"Alright then, let's try Spirit Channeling again."

Luther drew his Ritual dagger, stood up, and looked around at the other people in the room.

"Cecilia killed so cleanly and efficiently," he muttered to himself. "Her movements were so crisp; she seemed very skilled."

She should have finished digesting the "Assassin's" Potion by now, right?

Why did you lie to me and say it wasn't fully digested?

Luther glanced at his sister, who was supporting the petite woman standing next to the nervous, brown-haired woman. Lu Ze held a dagger and smiled, which only made the woman more uneasy.

Let's ask again when we get back.

Luther withdrew his gaze and began the Ritual to Spirit Channeling.

These people had just died, and their Spirituality were still very vibrant. Luther created Wall of Spirituality, lit two candles, one representing himself and the other representing the gods. Then he sprinkled powdered Moon Flower and Night Fragrance Herb jasmine on it and dripped in the essential oil of Deep Sleep Flower.

He obtained all these materials from the Fat Apothecary's herbal shop.

"The Evernight Goddess, more sublime than the Astral World, more enduring than eternity."

"You are the Lady of Crimson, the Mother of Concealment, the Empress of Calamity, the Lord of Slumber and Silence..."

He offered a prayer to the Evernight Goddess.

While praying to the True Creator would be more convenient, these people are followers of the True Creator, and the clues Luther is searching for are from the descendants of the True Creator is unlikely to give them an answer. If they were to truly pray, they might even be punished.

I pray for the power of the Evernight;

I pray to the Concealment forces;

"I beg you to allow me to communicate Spirituality with this Cultist..."

As Luther chanted, a silent and profound power quietly descended, as if enveloping the remaining Spirituality on the corpse and pouring it all into Luther's mind.

Soon, Luther was plunged into a strange Dream.

He saw a group of believers dressed in classical robes kneeling devoutly on the ground in the dark basement. Opposite them stood a man in a black robe. His face was hidden under a hood, with only his beautifully curved chin visible.

"Lanevus, the vessel of the Lord's offspring has escaped."

The black-robed man's chilling voice carried a hint of madness, "Go and bring him back."

"Yes, Mr. A."

The believers chanted in unison.

Mr. A?

I think I've heard of him somewhere before; he's the person in charge of the Aurora Order in Backlund...

Luther thought to himself.

Now he was absolutely certain that Lanevus had indeed escaped from the Aurora Order.

Just then, he suddenly noticed that the hooded man abruptly looked up at him.

Look over here!

Beneath the hood was a face so beautiful it seemed almost feminine, but it was now filled with malice and hatred, and a terrifying red light flickered in its eyes.

The Dream was on the verge of collapse; a warning of some kind of crisis suddenly jolted Luther awake.

He saw that the corpses scattered all over the ground, including the one who had been left alive, were all rapidly swelling, swelling!

Flesh Bomb!

"Back off!"

Luther shouted and, without hesitation, used his dagger to slit open the veins in his wrist.

"Pfft-"

Large amounts of blood poured down like rain, soaking every body.

"Stop!"

At the same time, Luther also activated Flesh and Blood Magic to forcibly prevent the bomb from detonating.

The expansion of the body came to an abrupt halt, but soon, the Flesh began to expand slowly again, showing signs of resistance.

Damn, that guy's Flesh and Blood Magic seems stronger than mine...

Luther cursed under his breath, but his advantage was that he was closer to the corpses. So, he slit his wrist again, spilling blood profusely.

Praise the Lord!

He even said a good word about the True Creator, which allowed him to overcome the other side's power.

"Whoosh—the corpse stopped swelling and quickly sank down, turning into foul-smelling blood that flowed all over the ground. So Luther then lifted the manhole cover next to him and manipulated the blood to flow in, leaving no trace at the scene."

After dealing with these matters, let's turn back.

He saw that the woman's face was full of surprise.

"Are you an extraordinary one who Secrets Suppliant Pathway?"

She asked.

"Um."

"... You probably don't believe in True Creator, do you?"

Why should I believe a madman spouting Lunatic?

Luther said bluntly, "Your companion is Curse Flesh and Blood Magic. I'm a professional; I can save her... How about this, take her back to our home first, and I'll take good care of her."

It seems this is the person; Mr. Fool didn't lie to me!

Fors breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't expected to be rescued on the way before even reaching the other person's house. This was for the best, because if she went to their door, they would definitely ask how she knew about this place, but Mr. Fool wouldn't allow her to reveal her name.

Strange, why can't it be revealed that he's not a follower of Mr. Fool?

Fors only thought about it casually for a moment before seeing that the other person had already walked ahead, so she quickly followed. Sure enough, she was right, and the group eventually arrived in front of No. 8 Hawes Street, the address that Mr. Fool had given her.

"I forgot to mention, I'm a quack doctor from the East Borough named Kafka Anderson, and this is my sister, Cecilia."

"That handsome, powerful, and extraordinary person said."

"I am Fors Woll, and this is my friend, Xio Derecha."

Fors noted down the two names, followed them into the house, and quickly became happy.

Hugh's injuries can finally be healed!

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