Grazing the Red Angel Evil Spirit

A dozen minutes later, at the intersection of the West Borough and Empress Borough, Williams Street.

Many residents of this affluent area had already left Backlund for New Year's holiday and to escape the Plague. With the night drawing near, the streets were extremely deserted.

Luther walked all the way to house number 8 before stopping.

"I never expected to end up here again. I really made quite a few crazy decisions tonight."

M remarked with emotion.

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Luther glanced at her, said nothing, and immediately activated his "Grazing" ability, driving the soul of the "Wraith" within his body.

"Brush!"

His body vanished without warning, transforming into a phantom Spirit Body. Then, he manipulated the Spirit Body, lunging directly at the road in front of the house. However, he felt no impact; he burrowed into the road without any resistance.

Spirit Body can travel freely without being restricted by things, and he wanted to use this method to go directly to the Sealing underground of this house.

That's right, beneath this house lies that ancient Fourth Epoch ruin!

That ancient ruin that imprisons the evil spirit of the "Red Angel"!

Because his sister was released at sea, the Slot in his body that was meant for the Lamb was now empty, which was just the right place to put that guy!

Of course, using malevolent Angel -level evil spirits as Grazing is an extremely dangerous thing. But isn't what he's planning to do now just as extremely dangerous? To crush the Royal Family, to make that Pride and ruthless king feel his anger, he's willing to do anything.

Guided by his Spirituality instincts, Luther plummeted rapidly until a sense of ease washed over him. He had broken through the bricks and soil and arrived at the sealed ruins.

"Despair."

He manipulated his Spirit Body to fly to the ground, then deactivated his "Spirit Body Transformation," returned to his normal size, and stepped onto the ground.

The building remained as dark and eerie as ever, with massive pillars adorned with asymmetrical, cleaved patterns. Behind me was the passageway leading up, now destroyed by explosives. Ahead lay two rows of rooms, still asymmetrical in number. The central corridor was deep and silent, where the true form of the evil spirit seemed to reside.

The last time I was here, I was caught in the teleportation while rescuing Princess Feysac Einhorn of Sophia.

Returning to this familiar place, Luther felt little emotion; instead, his expression was stern as he faced the central passageway.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock"

The sound of liquid dripping came from the other end of the passageway, and for some reason, Luther immediately felt that it was blood.

"You've finally arrived."

A chuckled voice rang out from the end of the corridor, "I thought you were so scared of me that you'd never dare to show your face again."

"Medici, don't even think about provoking me."

Luther responded calmly.

"Provocation? I was just giving you a friendly greeting."

The voice laughed and said, "Believe me, if I really wanted to provoke someone, no one could avoid being angered by me."

"Oh, you're really impressive then."

Luther sneered, "If you were really that powerful, why were you captured and killed here?"

Medici's voice faltered.

Hahahaha!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Two other voices followed, bursting into laughter and making no attempt to hide their mockery of Medici.

"Alright, you two good-for-nothings, it's because of you that I've ended up like this."

Medici sighed, and after a moment, asked Luther, "So, this time you've come to see the light and are here to break my seal?"

He concealed his emotions very well, showing no signs of anxiety or impatience.

"There's no need to break the seal; I've come to Grazing your livestock."

Luther replied.

"Grazing? Grazing would be good too."

Medici laughed, "Being your Lamb is a good option as long as I can get out of here."

You're thinking of using this opportunity to take over my body, aren't you?

Luther sneered inwardly, but didn't say anything. Instead, he continued, "So, how am I supposed to Grazing you?"

"Just like normal Grazing."

Medici replied, "You can use your abilities on my Spirit Body."

At this moment, the other two souls who had always been his enemies did not interrupt, but listened quietly, as if they were expecting something.

"I see."

Luther said calmly.

You seem very confident.

Medici suddenly laughed, "Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of this and take over your body?"

You may have been terrifying in life, but after death you're nothing more than an evil spirit.

Luther answered half-truthfully.

"Hehe. Then keep approaching me."

Medici said.

You don't need to tell me.

Luther strode forward and walked towards the passageway.

Terrifying Illusion flashed before his eyes one after another, including images related to Medici, as well as the experiences of the Angel Sauron and Einhorn. They were Angel in life, and their Spirituality after death could still exert a great influence.

Luther passed through a series of Illusion, stepping onto the black floor and entering the passageway.

He saw blood gushing from the depths of the earth, accompanied by arcs of flame, and a handsome young man with red hair riding a headless white horse galloping across the land;

He saw that in that Age of Glory, Dragon, Giant, Elf, and countless Mutant were slain by the youth with his Greatsword, and above the radiant sky, some great being seemed to cast an approving gaze upon him.

He also saw the rose of betrayal bloom, and the young man captured after a battle, tied to a chair in an empty room;

Then, the scene shifts, and two more identical chairs appear in the room. Three red-haired people are arranged in a triangle, each with their backs to the other and their heads bowed.

Finally, all the images faded away, and what appeared before him was a blood-soaked double door, the blood on it as fresh as if it had just been splashed on!

"Bang!"

The moment Luther saw the door, the veins on his face burst.

"Very good, a nice greeting."

He said with a cold face.

"I've been trying very hard to control my breathing," the voice behind the door said. "Don't waste each other's time."

At this point, he finally couldn't help but reveal a slight sense of urgency.

It was as if a pair of malicious eyes were peering in from behind the door, waiting.

"Then shut up and wait."

Luther said, then opened his palms towards the door.

The Shepherd's abilities activated, and he could accurately sense the presence of a Spirit Body behind the door. However, this being seemed to be beyond his capabilities, and the Spirituality within him instinctively resisted!

"Grazing!"

Luther forcibly activated his ability and shouted.

"Call--"

A bone-chilling wind howled through the door.

Luther could feel that the cold wind hadn't drawn the thing behind the door away, but it had floated up on its own, passed through the door, and landed in his palm.