Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 147 146 Hunting
Valentine Ramsey was in a very awkward position, narrowly avoiding another sniper attack from another demigod-level powerful being.

Looking at the secret wizard who disappeared again without knowing when, as if he had never appeared, Valentine Ramsay gritted his teeth, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Damn those damn guys!"

"How dare they, how dare they?!"

This mystic continuously ignited the flames on his body, like a magician, through the mystical connection between flames. Under the mystic's uninterrupted spatial manipulation, he relied on various magical spells to avoid the danger of being caught and fled towards the East District and the outskirts of Backlund.

He no longer cared about his own identity. This kind of flashing and jumping would inevitably attract the attention of the Backlund Church. However, facing a possible demigod, his current approach of attracting the church's attention would obviously be more effective in disrupting the enemy than himself.

In the face of sudden danger, introducing a third-party force to protect oneself is a rare awareness for wild extraordinary people, but it is indeed effective, isn't it?
Just recently, Valentine Ramsay, who was enjoying his meal leisurely, suffered a mystical blow.

It was an attack that he had never noticed was dangerous. It could be a demigod, no, it was a demigod, a demigod of Sequence 4 of the Abyss Path. The Beyonder whose potion was called Devil tried to control him at the spiritual and desire levels!
To some extent, both the Abyss Path and the Hanged Man Path hold the power of corruption. Valentine Ramsay, who analyzed a complete drop of mythical creature's blood and was promoted with the mythical creature blood of the Elder of Filthy Whispers, naturally has a keener intuition about the extraordinary powers under the same authority than other mystics of the same sequence.

From his abnormal emotions and behaviors, he immediately figured out who and how it was that influenced him.

That was a power born from corruption. Aside from the true Creator, whom he had barely come into contact with, the only similar organizations or individuals he had come into contact with recently were—

"Blood Worship Cult!"

But why did the Blood Cult attack him? Because he participated in Loen's sacrificial rituals, and they wanted to kill him to silence him?
Isn't this a little too late?
Valentine Ramsay was certain that he had made some occult interference. Even those extraordinary people who were good at divination and prophecy would not be able to bypass his occult interference and determine his true identity!
What went wrong?

What went wrong?
The mystic once again jumped out of the flames and quickly organized his knowledge of mysticism, and extracted the spells that were most beneficial to his current situation.

He hid his body and tried to leave to avoid head-on conflict. If the opponent could attack him in a crowded place, it meant that the opponent did not care about showing his extraordinary ability in front of the general public, and also meant that the opponent wanted to end the battle quickly.

After all, this is where the Church of the True God is stationed, and no one dares to act recklessly in such a place.

The Augustus family that founded Loen was not a useless royal family. They had their own seals and their own demigods, and they would never allow other unknown demigods to wreak havoc in Backlund!

He sorted out his thoughts in a very short time. When the secret mage didn't know where to hide, he took advantage of the chaos he created and hid in the most chaotic area of ​​Backlund.

Here, it would be easier to disappear and hide oneself, but Valentine Ramsay did not let down his vigilance against the things around him.

He understood very well the pain of many people who thought they had escaped danger but encountered fatal danger when they relaxed, and how they died helplessly in despair and regret.

After dodging the initial attack, Valentine Ram used his extraordinary power to change his appearance several times, interfering with divination and prophecy again and again. Only then did he feel relieved that his beating heart was finally at ease.

Due to the enemy's interference, Valentine Ramsey, who did not succeed in escaping Backlund immediately, rushed into the East District and made many detours. He quietly took out a pen, wrote a few words in front of a wall, and then left.

Valentine Ramsay encountered an unknown danger, but fortunately, he was not seriously injured. In the East End, he found an opportunity to leave...

As a Sequence 4 Mystery Peeper, Valentine Ramsey's core extraordinary ability, 'Mysterious Reappearance', allows him to draw strength from the mystical knowledge he has mastered to create magic and witchcraft.

This is a magic created by Valentine Ramsay himself, either through the exchange of occult knowledge or through the occult knowledge he obtained through his own search. It is called the "Pen of Destiny".

This magic, which can make written words become reality to a certain extent, has always been a powerful and extraordinary force that can bring good luck to oneself.

From then on, Valentine Ramsey didn't need to engage with the enemy. The demons of the Blood Cult weren't good at escaping, and the mystic's spatial blockade couldn't accurately pinpoint his location in the East District. And in Backlund, the core region of Loen, any Beyonder forces not affiliated with the Church would suffer a devastating blow.

The attacks all around him had long since stopped. After confirming that the mystic could not really find him through the previous positioning, Valentine Ramsey tried to use other spells to leave Backlund.

For him, Backlund was no longer safe. The people of the Orthodox Church dealt a devastating blow to the Blood Worship Cult, and they also used thunderous means against a demigod-level Beyonder like him.

He also didn't believe that the demon and the other demigods of the Blood Worship Cult would dare to make a bigger move to track him down, unless they didn't want to die...

Ah, are there really people who don’t want to die?

No, that's not right. There's more than one person coming.

The transformed Valentine Ramsay felt his body begin to stiffen and his mind became numb.

"No... no... it's... the Secret Puppet... Master..."

This sign, which had never appeared in his inspiration before, told him what kind of enemy he was facing.

The only ones who could manipulate the demigod's spiritual thread were other demigods of the same level. His thoughts quickly faltered, and at that moment, an unmatched light erupted from the pocket of his sleeve.

This light instantly dispelled the darkness around it, and the spiritual thread became illusory and transparent under this sunlight, as if it was about to sink into a dream.

This is the magic he created by analyzing the knowledge of the special sea area deep in the Sonia Sea, called "Resonance of Light and Shadow".

On the one hand, it can dissolve all evil spirits, and on the other hand, it can hide food in dreams.

He hid the thread of his spirit in his dream, forcing the magician's manipulation to stop.

"Strange mage, secret mage, devil..."

He lowered his head and took a step forward. Countless fantastical vines instantly sprouted from the nearby wooden door. The world behind this door seemed to have undergone some degree of dislocation, turning the door connecting the inside and outside of the room into a passage connecting Backlund to other areas.

Through this door, he could immediately leave Backlund, escaping the attention of the church's Beyonders and the gazes of his pursuers.

Valentine Ramsay took a step forward, and just as he was about to step through the door with strange patterns and forcibly leave this area through the extraordinary power of the mystic...

But the world inside and outside the door seems to have undergone strange distortion?

Valentine Ramsay knew something immediately.

He had a miracle happen to him!
The space within the door had been altered. No longer the pre-defined setting, the remote region of another country had become a vast, magnificent, vibrant campus. Blue-gray bricks dotted the various buildings. Unlike the noontime in the real world, a full white moon hung high in the sky within the door. Under the shroud of darkness, strange luminous objects flickered with an eerie light on either side of the blue-gray stone-paved road.

In this huge building complex, under the unusually bright moonlight, people were dressed in exquisite clothes, or simple robes. They were standing, sitting, walking, or stopping. They all turned their heads and looked at Valentine Ramsay who had just set foot on the campus.

"Welcome to Miskatonic—"

"Welcome to Miskatonic University—"

"welcome--"

Valentine Ramsay's brain was buzzing, and the mysterious reappearance started again. A huge black curtain extended from outside the door, wrapping him layer by layer and dragging him backwards. He wanted to escape from the world behind the door.

"welcome--"

A huge, majestic and loud bell sounded in the world behind the door. The 'normal people' in this strange building complex crawled out of the buildings, walked out of the grass, crawled out of the underground pipes, and appeared from all kinds of unexpected places. There were more and more of them, some of them were indifferent, some were curious, some were indifferent, some were shocked, and some were amused.

They didn't know when, or from their pockets, or from their sleeves, or from the void, they took out, slid out, grabbed one crystal-carved monocle after another, and put them in their right eye sockets.

"Welcome back!"

"Welcome back!"

"Welcome, welcome to—"

They all spoke at the same time, and the loud cries of countless marionettes made Valentine Ramsay feel as if his spirit was pierced. After the darkness extending from the door outside completely enveloped him, with the help of some mystical knowledge he had learned, Valentine Ramsay regretted it before he completely stepped into the door, and he forcibly cut off his magic!

He turned the changes behind the gate into just changes behind the gate!

The changes behind the door cannot pass through the main door, so the front of the door remains in its original appearance!
"Ahhh!"

The mystic, sweat dripping from his face, quickly walked away from the door where the strange changes had occurred, and tried to open another door to leave.

I can’t stay here any longer, absolutely not!
And at some point, a figure appeared at the end of the road.

It was a female figure in a simple robe.

With her long, soft hair floating behind her, Anjie, dressed in a simple black robe, raised her hand, and it seemed as if countless doors were opening and closing in her hand.

This was the secret wizard who had been chasing him from the restaurant where the rich and nobles gathered all the way to the remote areas of the East District!

exile!
With a humming sound, Valentine Ramsey's voice was abruptly prolonged, as if he was thrown into a constantly rotating space. The suffocation caused by the distorted space did not make the mystic too panicked.

Understand knowledge, deconstruct knowledge, and let knowledge become your own power.

The mystery reappears!

The next moment, a crimson full moon appeared in the sky, which should have been filled with dazzling sunshine.

This is the 'mysterious reappearance' brought about by his analysis of the Abraham family, the blood moon, and the mystical knowledge of the moon. He calls it the 'moon's prank'.

Crimson?

When Ange saw the crimson moon appear in the sky, she immediately hid in the Euclidean space. The full moon whispers in her mind were forcibly blocked by the power of a higher dimension before they even began!
But this round of Crimson Moon's attack targets more than just her.

Under the crimson, all living beings with spirituality felt the power of the full moon. It was the growth of spirituality, and it was the pollution from corruption—

With a loud noise, it was as if a curtain was lifted in the sky, and someone rolled up the black velvet curtain with a blood moon printed on it.

Valentine Ramsay paid no attention to the magic he was casting. He closed his eyes and sneaked quickly through the darkness, avoiding the power of the full moon he had summoned, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

But the next moment, he bumped into a long staff.

Valentine Ramsay stepped back instinctively.

The three-meter-long dark golden scepter, the demonized Sequence 4 demigod who was four or five meters tall, took a step forward. The smell of sulfur, accompanied by the demon's whispers, made the mystic's mind feel like it was struck by lightning. His desires, his emotions, his spirit, and his aura slid to the bottom bit by bit. If he wasn't careful, he would completely lose control and turn into a crazy demigod.

Valentine Ramsay didn't want to think about how these Blood Cult members locked onto him immediately!

"Praise the sun."

The devil spoke in a low voice, then he took the sun scepter in his hand and suddenly smashed it down on Valentine Ramsey's head.

Valentine Ramsay: "...?"

The mystic didn't understand why the prayer of praising the sun, which was obviously a prayer of the Church of the Eternal Sun, was associated with the devil and why it was associated with hitting people on the head with things marked with the symbol of the sun.

However, the mystic, possessing immense inspiration, spun around before the Sun Scepter could strike his head, forcing himself to dodge the blow despite the intense pain in his head. The Sun Scepter smashed a large crater into the ground, and the demon, wielding the Sun Scepter, advanced once more.

"I can dodge it!"

Facing the Sun Scepter that was coming towards his head again, Valentine Ram defended himself wholeheartedly against the attack of the blood-worshiping demon.

He didn't know why, but he completely forgot about the other strong men who had just hidden in the dark.

That is the devil's 'mind manipulation'.

(End of this chapter)