Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 161 Basic Operations
"Ah, of course, don't use the second spell carelessly."

After stuffing the two unique talismans among the many "Yesterday Reappearance" talismans with the opening spell "Future" back into the sack, Tang Ti picked up the sack and threw it to Owen.

Owen caught it steadily, weighed the talisman, nodded secretly, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"This is a spell I crafted using a 'special technique' based on the work of ancient scholars. It's equivalent to the extraordinary power of an angel."

"While this isn't too dangerous, it's a product of the mystical world, a possession of angelic power. Simply using it could lead to unforeseen dangers and contamination."

Tang found a chair and sat down, continuing, "There are four talismans with the 'Future' invocation... You see, these are very different from the other talismans. They allow you to borrow Beyonder powers that don't belong to your current self, from your future self—that is, your potential Sequence 3 or Sequence 2 self. These include, but are not limited to, spirituality, Beyonder abilities, and corresponding magical items."

"As for what it is, maybe it depends on what you have in the future."

Yesterday's Reappearance Spell was a talisman made by the ancient scholar Mystic Doll using his own spirit worm, while the raw material of Yesterday's Reappearance Spell with the opening spell of "Future" was the spirit worm that Tang split out and killed himself.

Tang's spirit is special enough, his status is high enough, and he has a close connection with Euclidean space.

This connection was also passed down as the spirit worm was made into the Yesterday's Reappearance Talisman. After systematic identification and theater confirmation, it was found that this level of talisman has the status of an angel and is a very powerful and terrifying talisman.

Of course, most of the reasons are due to Tang’s own high status and the high status of Euclidean space.

By using this spell, the user can borrow power from the future, but on the other hand, if a person uses multiple spells in a short period of time to borrow power, the connection he creates with the Euclidean space will be enough to drag him directly into that space.

"The spiritual number '3' is a very important mystical concept that appears in many rituals and carries a certain pattern. If this spell is used more than twice in a short period of time, the user will disappear into thin air."

Corroded by Euclidean space, dragged into it.

At least for now, Tang, who only has the status of a trick wizard, has no way to pull other creatures except his secret doll and himself out of the Euclidean space and return them to their original state.

He had tried this corrupted spell with an ordinary marionette, one without the parasitic worm or the 'bionic marionette' module.

After the marionette used this spell three times, it truly ascended to Euclidean space, unable to leave. The marionette transformed into the old man's Time Worm and, like the tables, chairs, and benches, crystallized into something resembling crystals and amber, capable of only being projected back into the real world through a special method of dimensionality reduction.

Although he really disliked it, Tang at least didn't want his brother to turn into a human sculpture without his knowledge.

"So you must not use it more than twice in a short period of time. Although there are four, you must not use more than two." Unless you encounter a situation that is almost irreversible.

At that time, we can only pray that his grasp of Euclidean space will be further strengthened after his promotion.

"Sounds impressive? It involves the future? Is this the extraordinary ability of a high-ranking fortuneteller?"

In response, Owen just asked with some curiosity.

Among the mystical knowledge he knew, Sequence 3 of the Diviner Path was called the Ancient Scholar, and Sequence 2 was called the Miracle Worker.

Is this the extraordinary ability of a miracle worker? As expected of an angelic being, a Beyonder possessing the complete form of a mythical creature.

The undead who had successfully become a demigod sighed silently.

No, it's not.

Tang smiled and didn't discuss the issue too much.

After putting away the talismans, the two discussed and went to see their mother, and then used their ability to travel to go to Backlund to find Baron Ramd.

Because of the matter of his young son, the Archon of Death, who should have forgotten the past and started a new life, was stuffed with a sack of "Yesterday Reappears" spells and forced to work. Compared with his previous reincarnations, he remembered some things earlier.

Seeing his eldest son, Azik Eggers was also filled with emotion: "Owen, you are already an immortal, and have successfully entered the realm of demigod."

"Yes, father." Owen maintained due politeness and respect towards his father.

"For the next potion, perhaps you can go to the southern continent to look for clues... Do you remember the thing I gave you?" Azik said.

Among the gifts Baron Ramde left behind when he left was a feather for Owen.

It is a part of the form of a mythical creature of high status in this path. The extraordinary person of the Path of Death who possesses this feather will be able to obtain a status almost equivalent to that of a high status being, and will be difficult to be suppressed by the high status people of the same path based solely on the sequence level.

This is the protection he left behind and also a symbol.

In the southern continent, where the Balam Empire still radiates the power of the God of Death, this accessory will have an effect beyond imagination.

"I'll try," the eldest son promised solemnly.

Azik Eggers looked at his youngest son again. Tang was forced to silently retract his burning gaze that was making a secret doll out of the skeleton that appeared at the side without knowing when.

Creatures from the higher spiritual realms can all be used directly as travelers.

What a great messenger.

Too bad it's not his.

"If you want to..."

The soul flames in the eye sockets of the white skeleton creature behind Azik jumped violently. If it could, it would probably shake its head frantically and shout to its master, "Don't send me out! Ahhhhh!"
Tang looked at the skeleton, then looked at his old father who seemed to be really planning to send a messenger to him, and asked in a negotiating tone: "Emm, father, how many of these spiritual creatures do you have?"

Death Archon is not only the name of the potion, but also a symbol of identity.

The angels who once ruled the Balam Empire, in the underworld they created, must have a large number of natural and unnatural spirits with different abilities.

Hearing this, the flame of the soul in the white skeleton's sunken eye sockets trembled violently again, and he seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Oh no, you’re eating from the bowl and looking at the pot... Ahhhhh, don’t come over here!
The skeleton collapsed into bones one by one under Azik Eggers's gaze, but still did not dare to leave.

Tang Sweep looked at the skeleton that looked weak, pitiful, helpless, and full of the will to beg for mercy, and then looked at his old father.

Azik Eggers rubbed his forehead, seeming helpless about the performance of the spiritual creatures he controlled.

"There are many. If you need them, I can give them to you... You can summon them using the copper whistle from before."

Azik Eggers said.

Tang smiled and agreed.

The skeleton gave off a dead look that said, "This is how it is in this life."

After visiting his parents, Owen returned to the city of Sagaburg in the Onik Highlands.

With the extraordinary abilities possessed by Sequence 4 Undead, this demigod being, Owen was practically immune to the dangers of the borderlands. However, Tang still allowed the mystic Anjie to stay with him.

After all, it is better to be cautious without knowing exactly what the Spiritual Cult is doing.

After Owen left, Tang did not return to Tingen directly, but stayed with Azik.

"Father, I got some information about the Church of Death."

He informed Azik of the activities of the secretive organization in the southern continent, formerly the Church of the God of Death, now known as the Spiritual Cult, and asked, "What are they trying to do? If they're looking for descendants of the God of Death family, shouldn't they come directly to you?"

Azik Eggers was silent for a long time before he spoke, "There are many things I haven't remembered yet... No, I don't need that kind of spell. I think this process of recalling things will be helpful to me, who was once an undead."

Tang regretfully put away the 'Yesterday Again' talisman in his hand, with a look of regret on his face.

Azik: “…”

Azik said to his youngest son in a very good-tempered manner, "Descendants of the God of Death... well, I mean direct descendants within three generations of the God of Death. There aren't many of them in the Southern Continent."

The number of descendants of the God of Death who are still alive and have pure enough blood can probably be counted on the palms of one hand. Most of them are those who have been born after seven, eight, or even more than ten generations, and their bloodline has been severely diluted. They are just people with the surname Eggers.

"If they were using bloodline magic to locate someone with the descendants of the God of Death, just to find me, they wouldn't have to go to such great lengths."

As the former ruler of the Balam Empire, the Archon of Death who returned to the Southern Continent to handle relevant matters after the fall of the God of Death, and the Archbishop of the Church of Death, it was not difficult for the Pope to find him.

"So the problem still lies in the bloodline."

Tang nodded, "Father, do you think the God of Death Salinger is really dead?"

"The power of the gods is far beyond our comprehension." Azik Eggers shook his head and said solemnly, "I don't know, but I'm afraid they haven't completely fallen."

Those of high rank, even angels, may be resurrected after death, not to mention the god of death, Salinger, who has the power of death.

Death is not the end of life. This is a sentence written in the holy book of the Church of Death, and this sentence is quite correct.

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"It's likely a plan to create a man-made Death God? Should we report it to the church?"

Tang was thinking about this matter.

In the Fifth Epoch, after Xiao Ke appeared, the artificial Death God faction within the Spiritual Cult had already achieved certain success.

And based on the several times he saw his future self, it can be seen that the uniqueness of that path of death and the artificial death god that was combined with half of his father's soul was in a very special state.

Tang didn't know the basic principles of the artificial Grim Reaper, so he just assumed that it was part of the artificial Grim Reaper.

"Since I will definitely have to deal with the problem of artificial death in the future, why should I cause myself trouble?"

Isn't it what he should do at this time to cause trouble for the Spiritual Cult and make sure his grandfather is killed without a burial place?

The identity is correct, the politics are correct, and he firmly defends the old plan of the Eternal Three Paths headed by the Goddess of Night. Very good, he turned around and reported it.

As for how to write a report letter and to whom to send it.

Ah, the Goddess of Night has sent a sincere congratulatory message, so it’s not too much to find some trouble with the God of Death and earn some points from the Goddess, right?

Tang went to the Church of the Goddess of Night in Tingen City and prayed silently inside by controlling the secret doll.

"The goddess of night, who is nobler than the starry sky and longer than eternity..."

With the Spirit Cult's target as the center and the Death as the radius, carry out targeted bombing.

After the prayer was completed, Tang did not receive any corresponding response, as if it was just a normal mass.

He controlled the marionette and left the Church of the Evernight Goddess, while his real body returned to the never-ending theater.

"How are the kids?"

"Among those children, those of appropriate age have already learned the most basic characters and can proceed to the next step, host."

"Then let's move on to the next step. In seven years, they will remember this university and everything about it."

As for whether these children will stay or go, become extraordinary people, or return to Baron Ramde's residence, whether to live a glorious life or leave in peace, it all depends on their own choice.

Seven years from now, this theater and this university will disappear, and those children will spread the legend of Miskatonic University, becoming a part of history, recorded in the mist of history, and becoming an anchor.

From then on, the university will officially become part of the Miracle Master's rituals.

He brought knowledge and food to these children, and these children brought him anchors and the effects of the rituals. It was a fair deal.

"Send out a marionette to observe the Sea of ​​Rage through Euclidean space, attempting to locate the location of the Death God's death and the mausoleum He left behind."

"We'll take some of the marionettes with Southern Continental bloodlines out of the theater, install them with 'bionic marionette' modules, and place them in the Southern Continent to infiltrate the Spiritual Cult. We'll at least learn the extent of their artificial Death God project and their reasons for searching for the descendants of the Death God."

"Very good, host."

The system went to happily "chat" with the core of the theater. Tang pondered for a while in the principal's office, then curled up in the large high-backed chair as if giving up, and sighed silently.

I'm so tired, I want to give up.

Or maybe just let it go for a hundred years? After all, I have to be away from the real world for three hundred years to complete the ritual, so wasting a hundred years is not a bad idea...

Hmm, I wonder if after becoming an ancient scholar, I can directly come up with fried chicken, hamburgers, happy water and the like.

He really, really hasn't eaten food of the same quality as in his previous life in this world for a long time.

Even pre-made dishes are good~
"Ah, not really. Try using the spell that reappeared yesterday to pull it and see?"

But those were only what he knew. The history of his world was not that of this world, nor were they things he had ever owned. Well, never mind. There was no shortage of talismans now. He could make talismans in sacks, so it didn't matter if a few were wasted.

After catching little Zaratul and hanging him up as his secret puppet, the output of talismans can be doubled.

(End of this chapter)