Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 159 Chapter 158 Spiritual Cult

An officer wearing the olive green uniform of a Loen sergeant, with several medals hanging on his chest and an orange ribbon, who looked quite prestigious, quietly opened the door of another officer's room and walked slowly and quietly into the room while the awarding ceremony was taking place outside.

The room was a little dim, and people with good eyesight could easily see that the room was clean.

The officer did not turn on the lantern. With the help of the moonlight outside the window, he scanned everything here with his sharp eyes, looking for something purposefully.

Soon, he seemed to have found his target. He walked nimbly to the single bed and picked up a hair that had not been cleaned up in time.

Hair, blood, and dandruff are all extremely important things in the mystical sense, connected to their respective people. Once these items fall into the hands of a Beyonder skilled in curses, they can be used as a medium for curses, unknowingly causing someone to suffer unpredictable curses.

Of course, this can be used in many other ways.

In the extraordinary circle of occultism, cleaning up one's traces and ensuring that these things cannot be found by people with ulterior motives is a basic operation.

Of course, in a place where you live for a long time, some things are not protected so strictly.

Having found what he wanted and achieved his goal, the sergeant breathed a sigh of relief and seemed very satisfied with tonight's adventure. He prepared to clean up the scene and leave quietly.

But before that, he looked at the area in the corner of the room that seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

His eyes were involuntarily drawn to that area, which faintly revealed something extremely deep, bloody, terrifying and deadly.

But there, under the officer's gaze, there was nothing.

"Is it an illusion?"

Just as the sergeant wrapped his hair in paper and put it in his pocket, his body suddenly stiffened.

As if held by a puppeteer's string, he opened his mouth, his eyes flashing with panic, as if he were about to recite something. But immediately afterwards, an unknown, cold creature entered his body and took control of it.

Possessed by a resentful spirit!

In the moonlight, not far from the single bed, not far from where the sergeant took the hair, a young man stood there for who knows how long, and who knows how long he had been looking.

When did he appear? Who is he?
No one can answer.

The young man was wearing a black robe with a black base and dotted with tiny sparkles of light. He was casually fiddling with something in his hand, which seemed to be a series of illusory, unreal black threads extending from the non-commissioned officer's body.

Then, the young man looked at the sergeant who had trespassed into someone else's residence without permission, slowly took out a crystal-carved monocle from his pocket, and put it on his right eye socket.

The young man who suddenly appeared touched the bottom edge of his monocle and asked casually, "The Church of Death?"

The Church of the God of Death is a church that worships the gods of the Balam Empire in the southern continent.

Ever since the Grim Reaper and the Primordial Witch unleashed the Pale Calamity, which was suppressed by the combined forces of the Seven Gods, the fall of the gods caused the Balam Empire, which worshipped death itself, to collapse in an instant, sparking a civil war.

But the Church of Death did not fall apart because of this.

The emergence of the Raging Sea has blocked the connection between the North and South continents. The countries of the Northern Continent, including the Orthodox Church, are unable to spread their religion through the ocean dominated by strong winds and waves. It is unrealistic in today's era to rely solely on the transportation of extraordinary people with extraordinary abilities such as spiritual travel to spread their religion to the Southern Continent, which still worships the God of Death, and completely "kill" the belief in the God of Death.

It is also quite difficult for the extraordinary people from the Southern Continent to come to the Northern Continent.

But there is a saying, ah, yes, where there is a will, there is a way.

The officer's face turned pale under the illumination of the crimson moon. This was not only because he was caught red-handed, but also because a chill kept emerging from his body, a chill in the mystical sense.

He knew that his condition was not right and that the spirits he had collected were out of control.

But he said nothing, just closed his eyes, as if to express his refusal.

The young man sneered at this and said, "Do you think that if you don't say anything, others won't be able to dig out your secrets?"

"Perhaps you still don't know enough about the extraordinary world. Oh, by the way, the teachings of the Church of the God of Death seem to mention that 'death is not the end of everything.' Do you think death is merely a return to the realm of the gods, where you can continue to live happily again?"

The God of Death has been dead for a long time. Even if he is still alive, his kingdom of God is not something that a mere Sequence 6 can enter.

The young man adjusted his monocle again, but this time he didn't say anything more. Instead, he opened the window and let the dry breeze from the plateau, which was lacking in oxygen, blow into the room.

The crimson moon was high above his head, and at some point, the broken half circle slowly filled up and became a perfect circle.

The crimson color of the moon deepened and gradually turned blood red.

Tonight is a rare blood moon.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Tang took out a piece of notepaper from his pocket and wrote something on it while waiting for someone to come. It seemed to be some kind of mystical text.

On the verge of becoming a puppet, his mind was rigid and unable to break free from control. Also, because the resentful spirit had penetrated his body, even if he wanted to call for help, the possibility of chanting the name of a certain existence was cut off. The officer could only watch helplessly as the young man did not know what he was doing. He closed the window and stuck a note with many strange symbols on it.

The blood moon outside the window unexpectedly turned pure white as it passed through the window. That bright moon was a color the officer had never seen before, and it was also something that had never been recorded in the scriptures of any Orthodox Church.

If an astronomy enthusiast saw this scene, I wonder how crazy he would be.

"It seems that by interpreting the knowledge in the Necronomicon and constructing rituals with the correct text, occult symbols, and magical signs, even if spiritual participation is not required, as long as the symbols and magical signs are depicted correctly, then they can all point to the Necronomicon, to—"

The numb brain made the sergeant's brain like a rusty gear, unable to move at all, and unable to think accurately and quickly about the young man's mumbling and talking to himself.

Until the door was opened again and the tall figure walked in, he saw the officer standing there, still wrapping his hair in paper, and wanting to be taken away.

Owen: “……?”

Tang turned his head and looked at his brother.

"I always feel like you should go to the warrior next door... and close the door."

After the door was closed, another layer of invisible power sealed this aspect. It was the extraordinary ability of a demigod, an extraordinary person on the apprentice path.

In another corner of the room, Anjie opened the sealed space, revealing a Level 1 Church Sealed Object armor. This armor, crafted from the Beyonder's characteristics of an Undead, belonged to the Sequence 4 Death Path. It naturally possessed the ability to aggregate Beyonders of the same Path.

Fate's guidance made it easy for this member of the Church of Death to find his target, but it also put him in deep trouble.

"Why are you here?" Owen looked at the sergeant who seemed familiar and remained stiff, and frowned.

"I heard from Anjie that your potion has been digested. I just finished my work and came to see you."

Then, just by coincidence, the people from the Church of Death, no, now it should be called the Spiritual Church, ran into his gun.

Tang said casually, "I left a secret puppet in the Euclid space to check the ancestors of this spiritual cult member."

Owen glanced at the unfamiliar but familiar sergeant again, and his eyes indicated to his brother what was going on.

"Looking for your minions."

Angel walked forward, took out a badge from the other person's hidden pocket, took the hair from the other person's hand, silently glanced at Owen on the side, and silently threw the badge to Tang.

Tang took it and casually looked at the texture of the badge.

Similar to the holy emblem of the orthodox Church of the Seven Gods today, both have mystical connotations and can establish a certain connection with the gods.

In essence, this badge can be seen as a symbol of the authority, status and power of the God of Death.

He and Owen were not unfamiliar with this badge. In the education of occultism, Baron Ramde had revealed some things that should and should not be known, and Tang himself had also added to them.

"You know, when the Seven Gods still walked the earth, they all appeared in human form and were worshipped."

"A clergyman from the Church of the God of Death in the Southern Continent?"

"The Church of the God of Death has changed its name. Ever since the God of Death started the war between the northern and southern continents and died as a result... the Church of the God of Death is now called the Spiritual Cult." Tang corrected.

Owen was still a little confused, "What do the Death God... Spirit Cult want from me?"

Of course, it’s because we are direct descendants of the God of Death.

Did the royal family of the Spiritual Cult send someone to look for it?
Tang has never really set foot in the Southern Continent. His knowledge of the Spiritual Cult is still based on the descriptions in novels. He has no idea what the current situation of this secret organization jointly established by the Church of the God of Death and the descendants of the God of Death is.

"Maybe he's just sitting around doing nothing and planning to collect Beyonder characteristics from the same path?"

Tang casually and reasonably gave a guess, without telling Owen how much his family was related to the royal family... Ah, it could indeed be said that way. After all, the Archon of Death, the ruler of the Balam Empire at the time, could indeed be called a 'royal family'.

Although they were the "royal relatives" who had been suppressed by the Church of the Seven Gods and targeted by the Church of Night.

But then it becomes interesting. Did the people from the Spiritual Cult locate the father through special means, or did they locate him and Owen through the blood connection?
And because he is often in the Euclidean space, the never-ending theater, a space with its own hidden effects, his inherent high status and the system's anti-divination and anti-prophecy make it difficult for this blood connection to affect Tang, who has become a demigod, whose path is not the path of the god of death, and who is quite familiar with divination and prophecy.

The Path of Death is an extraordinary way for those in higher positions to exert great pressure on those in lower positions. It does not seem difficult to understand that a higher-level person could target Owen, who is only a Sequence 5.

This speculation is quite reasonable. Tang commanded the secret puppet to look through the intelligence of the sneaky guy. From the other party's experience, it can be seen that the Church of Death is not only looking for his lineage. People with descendants of the God of Death are on their search list.

So, why is that?

Is the Spiritual Cult planning to find a few living fathers for itself?
Tang was in a state of confusion, but he didn't show it on the surface, and ignored Owen's suspicious expression.

He looked at Owen for a few seconds and asked, "So, you got a promotion?"

By the way, Tang tore off the note on the window, and the bright white moonlight shining through the window turned blood red again.

The light of the blood moon covered the room again. He tore off the note in his hand and stuffed the crumbs into his pocket.

Climbing up step by step from non-commissioned officers, in today's social turmoil and the tense atmosphere between countries, non-commissioned officers with extraordinary abilities are always more favored by the upper class.

"Well, it was confirmed a few days ago that Intis has been very restless recently, and a medium-sized conflict just broke out recently."

Owen changed his appearance and took off the badge on his chest. It was made of iron black, engraved with the royal pattern of the Kingdom of Loen, and inlaid with a silver "Sword of Judgment". He waved it in front of Tang with a smile on his face.

It hadn't been long since he entered the military system when he reached this position and received a lot of goodwill along the way.

"Major." Tang squinted his eyes and looked for a few times, then moved his fingers slightly, completely marionetted the member of the Spiritual Cult who seemed to be forcibly resisting the marionette transformation, and turned him into one of his many marionettes.

"It might be a bit of a letdown, but try not to climb too high."

There are angels in the Augustus family, and they have many "0" level sealed objects. Once they touch the core forces of the military and go through layers of investigation, it will be fine if they are not exposed. But once it is revealed that they are the direct descendants of the god of death, they can only hide their identities for the rest of their lives.

The mid-sequence Extraordinary people in the Path of Death are still okay, but the high-sequence Extraordinary people, especially those who did not come through the royal family, other paths, and other forces, are probably just a thorn in the eyes of Augustus.

It might even involve the mother's family.

Never underestimate the power that an angel family can possess.

"Of course, even if I use the Thief's Path ability to temporarily borrow someone else's fate, or have Grandpa manually intervene, the Loen royal family's review may not reveal any useful information."

The sergeant who Tang Rang turned into a secret doll walked to the door of the room with a natural expression and stood there quietly.

Owen moved his hands, pinned the badge back on his chest, and said calmly, "Ten years."

Ten years is enough.

"it is good."

Tang jumped to another topic, "Well, let's get ready."

"The ritual of ascending to the undead."

(End of this chapter)