Magic: My equipment slots have no restrictions

When the priest's hands, feet, and head were entangled in the vines, he instinctively wanted to roar.

"Cough!"

However, the pulling from five directions, especially the thick vines choking his throat, distorted his voice and made his blood rush to his head.

In an instant, he was forced to remain in this humiliating position in front of Viktor.

But how could he give up struggling? He exerted all his strength with his arms, but he couldn't break free of the vines no matter what he did.

His skin, which had begun to heal itself, stopped recovering as he struggled, a fact that even the priest himself didn't notice.

"How does it feel to play cat and mouse?"

Seeing the priest's impotent rage, Victor twisted his neck and asked calmly.

"Don't you... pfft!"

The priest was about to say something when a foot kicked him hard in the stomach.

"Behave yourself!"

"Warning," Victor warned, his eyes cold.

This was his specialty in his previous life. Although he didn't enjoy it, he had been instructed that he should use heavy blows when interrogating extremely evil people!

It has to be said that this is indeed the best way to vent.

But Viktor was not satisfied with this.

With a casual wave of his hand, a vine flew from the wall and landed in his palm.

Raise your hand and pull it out forcefully!

"Snapped!"

The thorny tip of the vine instantly left a deep bloody gash on the priest's strong chest.

The tingling pain made the priest feel as if countless maggots were burrowing into his flesh; his eyelids twitched, and his fingers began to move erratically.

But soon, he lost the sensation of his wound.

When he looked down, he was surprised to find that the wound on his chest was not bright red, but a strange dark yellow, like dried pus.

Within those decaying wounds, worms the size of quail eggs were writhing and crawling out.

Upon seeing this, the priest was immediately horrified:

"What have you done? You're not a Silver Moon follower!!"

When she looked up at Victor again, the vines were already at her feet.

"Snapped!"

The priest felt a burning sensation on his face as he was whipped, arousing immense shame. But Victor's next lash followed immediately, abruptly interrupting the insults he was about to utter.

Hearing the sound of whipping, Viktor's eyes grew even colder.

Despite the blood staining the whip, he continued to lash it again and again at the priest's face, which was contorted with rage.

He had made up his mind.

Whether it was the priest's previous provocation or every attack the other party had inflicted on Lucia, he would repay it a hundredfold!

So this time, he put in all his strength to punish her, the veins on his arms bulging, a punishment that was incomparable to the one he gave Marlene last night.

"Ugh!!!"

Soon, the priest's voice completely changed, and his whole body began to spasm.

His pain wasn't just from the heavy blows of each lash, but also from the erosion that seeped from the inside out; every fat maggot that crawled out of the wound would devour his meager magical power.

Although the priest could not feel the pain, he could feel his total magical power constantly being depleted and unable to be replenished.

"Who exactly are you?"

As Viktor lashed his wrist with the whip, the priest immediately questioned, "This power doesn't belong to you!"

However, the boy in front of him seemed to be insane, only concerned with increasing the force in his hands, and showed no intention of responding to him at all.

The priest's dark eyes trembled, and before the whip even landed on his body, his body began to convulse uncontrollably.

"..."

This scene, observed by Lucia who was watching from a distance, seemed somewhat eerie:

"The priest was completely defenseless?"

In her view, although the priest here was only an avatar, far less powerful than one-tenth of the original, no matter what,

At least within this church, the opponent's strength was almost at the level of a demigod.

How could this be...?

"Snapped!"

However, as the beating in the church intensified, Lucia noticed something unusual on the church walls.

Shortly after she fought the priest, this place was covered by a domain of interwoven light and darkness, primarily the priest's annihilation domain.

However, at this moment, those Dark Annihilation Eyes that should have been helping the priest attack Victor were all closed without anyone noticing.

Under her close watch, white dots could be seen slowly crawling out from between the gaps in those eyes.

As the white dots increased in number and density, some even fell to the ground.

Viktor's power seemed to be growing stronger and stronger; what was originally just a physical attack was now imbued with a deep green magic.

"Smack!"

Just then, a swarm of white worms, about the size of two fingers, landed at Lucia's feet.

Upon seeing this thing, she instinctively took a half step back, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Then, when she slowly looked up and saw the ceiling clearly, an expression of utter astonishment appeared on her beautiful face.

The ceiling, which should have been predominantly black, was now a mix of gold and pure white.

But upon closer inspection, the ceiling wasn't pure white at all; it wasn't a ceiling at all, but rather a dense mass of white fleshy particles!

"Ugh~"

Even though Lucia was a nun of the Silver Moon, she felt her scalp tingle and a strong sense of nausea made her dry heave.

While she was retching, the fat maggots fell down, but it is unknown whether Victor intervened.

None of them landed on her; instead, they all crawled toward the priest and Victor.

"I see."

Only now did Lucia finally see what the ceiling looked like.

At that moment, she saw something indescribable, and after just one glance, she felt dizzy and could no longer maintain her posture.

"Victor, can I trust you?"

As she was about to disappear, she turned her gaze to Victor.

To everyone's surprise, Viktor forcefully stopped the whip from striking, raised his other hand, and gave a thumbs-up in their direction.

"..."

Seeing this, Lucia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Victor had not been usurped by the corrupt will.

She nodded slightly, and then slowly disappeared.

"What...what is that?"

As soon as Lucia left, the priest spoke, but he had completely lost his previous confidence and looked as listless as if he had aged decades.

Viktor first looked up, then looked down.

This old man's magic was almost completely drained, so he could no longer maintain his dignified appearance and turned into a gaunt old man.

At this moment, the other party stared intently at the ceiling, as if he had seen something ominous, his body trembling like a leaf, and unconscious sounds coming out of his mouth.

"I want to take this place...out of here..."

Although the sentences were broken, Viktor still understood them.

"Stop dreaming. You have no chance of taking everything out of this illusion."

Victor also looked up.

In the magically favorable vision, the ceiling is... an inverted emerald forest.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

At this moment, the priest's fear seemed to have reached its limit, and he let out a burst of maniacal laughter:

"I curse you...to be condemned to an endless abyss after death!!"

However, Viktor simply smiled calmly and looked towards the void beside him:

"I already have a better place to go than there."