The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Chapter 14: Evil God Therapy

Ye Xiao woke up early in the morning.

When I left the pub, I saw a gray sky.

It’s not going to rain, is it?

If you need to learn skills that you don't know from books or scrolls instead of understanding them on your own, you will need to consume the player's system's general points.

Although Ye Xiao would occasionally swing his staff on the road to practice his existing skills, he did not kill many monsters, and his general skills were not rich enough to learn basic water avoidance spells and other small life spells.

Forget it, just find the mission target quickly and get on the road.

Most of the houses in the village are bungalows with gray stone walls and black tiles. There are a few sparsely trimmed large trees growing on the side, scattered in clusters on both sides of the gravel road.

Following the memories of his previous life, Ye Xiao wandered along the path and finally saw the building he was looking for at a place close to the dense forest at the edge of the village.

It was a two-story dark red brick house with a small courtyard enclosed by a wooden fence and a small stable made of wooden boards, but there were no horses in it.

If it weren't for the large amount of weeds and trees surrounding the house that covered most of it, and the gray sky, Ye Xiao would have been able to see this Aslan-style building, which was very different from the Loren stone houses in the village, ten minutes ago.

Aristocrats are aristocrats. Even when they are down and out, they still have to act coquettishly.

Ye Xiao pushed open the fence, walked to the door of the house and knocked.

"Hello, someone..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the door panel move slightly, revealing a gap.

What a coincidence... No, the door is not locked?

He gently pushed open the door; the rusty hinges creaked and a strong, pungent fishy smell filled the dark room.

This is the smell of blood, Ye Xiaoke is all too familiar with it.

Something happened to the impoverished noble? This shouldn't be the case. If this guy is gone, how did the player king of the previous life receive the quest from him?

Could it be that the information was actually false?

Or maybe my early arrival affected the original course of events in some way?

There was a slight chill in the dark and deep room. After thinking for a moment, he walked in.

He had to figure out why what happened here conflicted with the information he learned in his previous life, which would affect his trust in other intelligence.

Inside the house, several hideous cracks tore the wooden floor, and bright red bloodstains extended all the way to the small door that opened deep inside, as if something had been dragged all the way in.

The furniture around was smashed to pieces, and the blood splattered on the wall had not completely dried up and was still slowly sliding down.

Things here seem to have happened only recently.

Ye Xiao avoided the bloodstains on the ground and came to the dark door. Judging from the downward stairs, this should lead to the basement.

He held the staff and slowly walked down the stairs. In the darkness came a sound like the movement of intestines.

"Fluorescence", with a spell command, the tip of the staff lit up with a blue light, and in the narrow basement, the brown horse corpse lying in a pool of blood was illuminated.

No wonder the stable outside was empty, it turned out that the horse was dragged here.

The horse's belly was abnormally swollen and disproportionate to its thin and shriveled limbs. A hideous gap ran from the neck along the belly all the way to the lower abdomen. The exposed internal organs were wrapped in intertwined bones and covered with gray hair on the surface, which seemed to be beating rhythmically.

The horse's head was staring with eyes as big as copper bells and had lost its life, but its internal organs seemed to be still alive.

As he approached the horse carcass, the fishy air with a damp and rotten smell rushed into his nostrils. Even the smell of old almond feet that Ye Xiao had smelled on the refugee ship in Storm Harbor in his previous life was not as strong as this one.

The bloodstains on the ground are still fresh, and the culprit who caused these may still be hiding in the basement.

He glanced around and his eyes were fixed on a row of wine barrels in the corner. The lid of the innermost barrel was not sealed tightly.

"Will you come out on your own, or should I ask you to come out?"

The echo echoed, but no one responded.

"Wind Blade." Ye Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense. He swung his staff and a light green light gathered and aimed at the wine barrel in the corner.

"No, no, no!" The wine barrel overturned, and an old man covered in blood fell out rolling and crawling. Even though he was covered in blood, Ye Xiao could still see the eye-shaped Aslan Empire logo on the other's clothes.

This guy...why did he come here? But at least he's alive.

Ye Xiao hurried forward and tried to support the old man.

“Don’t come over here!!” The old man was extremely frightened, looking at Ye Xiao curled up in the corner.

Ye Xiao stopped and moved closer to him, only to see that half of the old man's face was covered with a layer of short hair.

"You're infected with the disease?"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!" The old man screamed, extremely emotional. After a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, "Wait? You...you are not..."

"Nothing?" Ye Xiao wondered.

Suddenly, there was an almost inaudible creaking sound coming from the stairs behind me.

"boom"

Then there was a loud gunshot.

However, Ye Xiao dodged the moment the footsteps were heard, but he was surprised to find that the fire was not shot at him, but hit the old nobleman who had just crawled out not far away.

"Wind Blade!"

Blood splattered from the noble old man's chest. At the same time, Ye Xiao waved his staff, and the green airflow emitted a buzzing sound and went straight to the stairs.

But he only managed to scrape the edge of the black shadow's clothes, leaving a few wisps of cloth flying in the darkness.

"Damn it." Ye Xiao cursed inwardly and immediately ran to the side of the noble old man.

Blood gushed out of the old man's chest like a fountain. Without the pastor's first aid, he would probably die soon.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiao is only a mage and doesn't know the priest's spells, so it's probably too late...

Wait.

Ye Xiao's mind turned, and the "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" that grew on the Evil God's skill tree on the skill panel was called out.

I don't know if this thing is useful, so let's give it a try.

"Great God, I pray to you to send down healing holy light to save the people in front of me."

For a skill with low proficiency and high complexity, Ye Xiao could only recite the spell honestly, instead of blurting it out using short grammar like the "Wind Blade" and "Fireball" he had practiced on the road.

Pure azure magic power appeared at the tip of the staff, and then gathered into deep red blood-like threads, outlining densely packed, tadpole-like, twisted symbols in the air.

The symbols rotated and gathered into an irregular magic circle shape, and an inexplicable oppression spread from the center of the magic circle like ripples.

Hey, is this what Holy Light spells are like?

Watching the strange magic circle gradually taking shape, Ye Xiao's forehead was covered with sweat. From no angle could he tell which of the four words "Healing Holy Light" this thing was related to.

In the Imperial City Cathedral, Ella opened her eyes dazedly from the bed, and a light blue text appeared on her system panel.

"Well……?"

[According to the prayers of believers, "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" will be bestowed]

ha?

In this contract spell, the object on the other end of the contract is actually me? ? Ella scratched her head, and after sensing Ye Xiao's condition through the soul connection, she acquiesced.

Ye Xiao naturally also knew the system text that Ella saw. For a moment, he didn't know how to complain. However, since the source of the spell was Ella, then although this magic circle was weird, it should not be too outrageous.

Then he saw a group of black tentacles falling from the blood-red magic circle.

The tentacle twisted its body flexibly, jumped up from the ground with a puff, and drilled into the noble old man's open mouth like a catfish, stretching his throat.

Ye Xiao felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach after seeing this.

I take back what I said, this spell is still a bit outrageous.

“Ouch… Ouch…!” The old man’s frightened eyes gradually blurred, the lump on his neck moved all the way to his chest, he let out a silent roar, and his limbs struggled and trembled as if he was being tortured.

It’s bad, it’s bad, it’s bad... Ye Xiao was at a loss. If he covered his back with the gunshot wound, the old man might still be alive. But if these things happened to him, the old man would be dead.

“Ah… huh—”

Just when Ye Xiao thought that everything was over, the old man suddenly let out a long sigh and sat up.

He touched his chest in surprise, which had stopped bleeding, and after feeling around, he looked at Ye Xiao with confused eyes.

Ye Xiao also looked at the old man in surprise, and the two of them looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Chapter 15 Believers

"What did you feed me!?" "Are you okay!?"

The two said in unison.

"Ahem." Ye Xiao stood up. "I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad you're okay."

"What on earth did you give me to eat?!" How could the old man let Ye Xiao fool him so easily? He quickly stood up and grabbed Ye Xiao.

"Oh, this is not the time to talk about this," Ye Xiao pointed to the door of the basement, "Let's go upstairs and call for help. We also need to find someone to take care of your horse."

“Oh, yes, yes…” The old man was still in shock, but this was definitely not the time to argue.

Ye Xiao hurriedly dragged the old man out of the basement. It was hard to say what risks would come if they stayed in this place for too long. Not to mention whether the bastard who shot from behind might come back, the thing squirming in the horse corpse's stomach itself was also very wrong.

Moreover, he couldn't believe that the "Intermediate Healing Holy Light" just now actually drained his mental strength and even reduced his vitality by one third.

Although he still had sword skills, he felt dizzy and it was hard to say how much of his fighting power he could exert if he met the enemy again.

This is outrageous. Isn't Ella the source of the spell? It takes so much mana for me to build a bridge in the middle.

Walking out of the hut, fresh and moist air rushed into his nostrils. Ye Xiao finally felt relieved and took a deep breath. The old nobleman Aslan, who had lived here for a long time, walked briskly and ran to the path with a bloody head.

"Hey, you're just running around if you don't know who to ask for help!"

"You can ask anyone for help, but I don't feel safe staying close to you!" The old man's voice was full of energy, which made Ye Xiao very angry.

This old guy is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin!

……

Liangqiu Village has its own militia, but it is only composed of strong men in the village. Faced with the strange horse corpse, the militia could only stand outside the house and stare at each other.

After washing and changing into clean clothes, the impoverished nobleman came back and saw a group of people standing outside, not daring to enter his house. He was helpless. After all, if it were him, he might not dare to go in either.

The epidemic in the village has already made people somewhat frightened. God knows whether the dead horse in the basement is carrying the epidemic.

"How about you stay at my house first, Mr. Hyde?" said Merc, the head of Liangqiu Village. "I have asked the villagers to ask for help from the Imperial City."

"Alas." The old noble Hyde just sighed. If the imperial city was willing to help, would Liangqiu Village still be in its current state?

The royal family who regard human life as worthless, the lofty holy temple, whether it is Aslan or Loren, every place on this continent is the same.

"So... old sir, you really don't have anything you want me to deliver for you?" Ye Xiao stood aside, asking unwillingly.

"I don't have anything for you to give me. Why would I ask you to give me anything?" Hyde frowned. "Why are you still here, a stranger? Since you helped me, I won't report you for trespassing."

"No... Brother, aren't you dying soon?" Ye Xiao's scalp tingled, "You really don't have anything to give me? You won't give me anything just because I saved you?"

"Go to hell, you're going to die soon!" Old man Hyde jumped up and wanted to kick Ye Xiao, "I'm healthy, don't curse me!"

I didn't cure it!

Ye Xiao was so angry that he thought it would be better if he just minded the old man's business.

What a headache. I have been trying so hard for a long time but the task just can't be triggered. Could this really be the destiny of the Emperor of Pope? Is it destined that he is the only one who can be the miracle caster?

I thought I could grab the opportunity in advance like in the rebirth novels I read, but it's not reliable at all.

"Brother Ye, why are you still in the village?" Just at this moment, a familiar voice came into my ears.

The man wearing the familiar tricorn hat and grey trench coat was none other than Wengerman.

"Oh, I still have something to do before I can leave." Ye Xiao deliberately lowered his voice, in order to avoid old man Hyde who was not far away hearing it and jumping over to say something like "Ah, you just want to steal my things."

"You actually have something to do here," Wengerman patted Ye Xiao on the shoulder, "Then I wish you good luck, Brother Ye. I'll go take a look in that room first."

"Marilyn wasn't with you?"

"She has other things to investigate." Wengerman waved his hand and walked towards old man Hyde's cabin in the distance.

Ye Xiao crossed his arms and sighed somewhat unwillingly.

He couldn't waste too much time here either, he had to at least catch up with his friends in Storm Harbor when they formed a guild.