Mysteries: Arcana Wars

At night, in the Intensive Care Unit of the Earth Church Hospital.

Olga Axus was lying quietly on the hospital bed. In addition to the beeping medical equipment, there was also a strange big box with a classical mechanical structure and universal wheels in the room.

Pots of lush green plants swayed on the windowsill and on the ground, with red fruits dotted among the plump leaves, bringing a touch of precious vitality to the ward.

Suddenly, the medical device made a strange sound, and Olga's festering fingers trembled slightly. A tiny bit of consciousness passed through the endless chaos and finally floated to the surface.

A cluster of flames suddenly burst out of the strange metal box, and a humanoid billboard dressed as a Fifth Epoch magician walked out of it.

"Olga? Olga Aksas? Can you hear me?"

Klein walked forward and gently grasped Olga's hand.

Emlyn said that if dream inquiry and spiritual communication were needed, he could restore Olga's consciousness and body to a certain level; during the treatment, Nelson would definitely come to track down Olga whose house was robbed, and the "alive" Olga in the hospital could be used as bait for the trap. Leonard agreed with Emlyn's proposal.

Now it seems that Emlyn really did it.

Klein didn't know if this was the right thing to do. Maybe if she had used that strange match to burn everything, she would have felt more relaxed.

But at the same time, both Nelson's clues and Geraldine's clues are very important to Klein and the other two.

Now that the decision has been made, Klein will not regret it. Seizing this hard-earned opportunity is the right thing to do.

"..."

Olga's condition was better than Klein had expected. She could even raise her eyelids with difficulty and stare blankly at Klein in front of her.

"Can you hear me, Olga? The doctor and the police are coming soon. Can you recall Nelson Korodko?"

"……think……"

"…What did you want to say, ma'am?"

Realizing that he was acting too hastily, Klein tried to appease Olga in another way. With not much to rely on now, Klein was not prepared to take risks with the unknown pollution in front of him. Before Leonard and Emlyn, who had more knowledge and experience with the Ferris Cult, arrived, he would not perform any mystical rituals on Olga.

"Ma'am, you have been treated, please rest assured. May the goddess bless you!"

"me……"

The ethereal syllables float out gently with the exhaled air.

"Is he...about to die..."

"..."

Klein didn't know how to answer.

It seems inappropriate to directly affirm it, because her death is far away; but if I lie to her that she can live, it is hard to say that these days soaked in pain are "living"; but if I tell Olga directly and honestly that she will live in pain forever, and the match in my hand may end her pain, but for some clues, the doctor and the police hope that she can hold on for a while longer, it seems too cruel...

"…That is, I am about to die…"

Olga read this fact from the magician's silence. She had no idea what was hidden under the other's mysterious smile. Her fragmented thoughts, which had rarely been gathered together, began to disintegrate irresistibly at this moment, and she could no longer think about those complicated conspiracies.

But no matter what, she understood that she had to face her inevitable death.

"...I miss...Saint Julie..."

"St. Julie's? Madam, do you mean to say that you wish to see St. Julie's again?"

Klein asked softly.

"Is this... a wish of yours?"

Olga turned her eyes and gave Klein a weak yet hopeful look.

"If this is a wish you make to me... then I will do my best to make it come true..."

Klein tipped his hat slightly to Olga.

"Well, ma'am, before the doctors and police arrive, could you please answer a few questions for me..."

Before he finished speaking, Klein's spiritual warning suddenly hit his mind. He then carried Olga, who was wrapped in gauze and bandages, over and kicked the bed over, then immediately lay down with her in his arms.

Then the window of the ward suddenly shattered, and the glittering fragments and dense bullets rushed into the ward. A filthy figure soaked in red light suddenly appeared in the air and jumped over the windowsill arrogantly. Behind her, in the distance, there was a tall building with a dazzling red light flashing like a candle.

Nelson Korodeko has arrived!

With Nelson's appearance, a tremendous spiritual shock immediately swept the entire ward.

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Magician!"

After quickly using up all his ammunition, Nelson immediately threw away his pistol, summoned a huge magma sword, and with a grin, chopped open the medical bed that was used as a formalistic shelter.

"I didn't expect our magician is also good at stealing things!"

Nelson was in a very bad mood. She had clearly made a strict extraordinary seal for Olga, but Olga still disappeared silently under her nose, and the visitor was even considerate enough to fill up the dirt pit!

What's even more bizarre is that such a complex and huge seal was lifted without even the slightest spiritual fluctuation, and not even the ritual magic had any knowledge of the process.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, someone sent Nelson a video of Merlin holding Olga and running wildly with Leonard in the carnival parade. She then concluded that they would definitely take the people to the Earth Church Hospital and attack the Harvest Church.

But just as Nelson finished chopping the bed, dense bullets flew from the hospital corridor. Emlyn, holding a submachine gun, kicked open the broken door and joined the battlefield aggressively.

You bombed our church, didn't you? Bombing it once wasn't enough, so you bombed it a second time, didn't you?

Nelson dodged most of the bullets easily with a flash of her body. Even though a few of them hit her occasionally, they did not cause any substantial damage.

For a demigod of the "criminal" path, their demonic bodies are strong enough that ordinary hot weapons of this level cannot hurt them...

……etc……

However, for these green bullets, "killing" is never their mission, "guiding" is.

As the bullet sank into the wall, many vines as thick as bowls suddenly grew out of the small ward space, and in the blink of an eye they grew at the speed of light towards the place where the bullet hit.

The huge, dense and fast attack left Nelson with nowhere to hide even if she sensed danger. The moment the vines pierced through her body, she transformed her body into an illusory and sticky black liquid condensed from various emotions and desires, which flowed through the gaps in the vines.

After Emlyn quickly emptied the magazine, he threw a few cans of high-concentration disinfectant forward like flowing water, then took out a few gray mist paper blades prepared by Klein from his body and flew into the air.

Several thin blades of light accurately hit the compressed spray cans in the air, and with a few loud noises, high-concentration disinfectant splashed everywhere. This disinfectant made by Emlyn himself was dozens of times more effective than the general disinfectant made by extraordinary items in the hospital, and it was also a special version developed urgently for the power of filth, corruption, curse, etc.

Due to the limited supply of extraordinary materials at the Church of the Earth Hospital and the lack of time, Emlyn could only make so much of this special edition concentrated disinfectant, and he thoughtfully left it all to that bastard Nelson.

The splashing disinfectant seemed to bring a spring rain to the ward, and all the plants seemed to be more vigorous. This suppression made Nelson's "Desire Incarnation" unstable. The black liquid twisted violently on the ground, gradually emerging with a fleshy feeling, solidifying into the shape of some limbs, and even some black, hard keratinized things emerged from the chaotic liquid.

Emlyn did not give Nelson any chance to regain his human form or continue to transform into a demon. He raised his hands indifferently, and dark chains rose from the shadows, fixing the half-solidified mass.

Emlyn was indeed upset by Nelson's actions, but he would never bring this unhappiness and anger into battle, especially when facing a demigod of the "criminal" path. Thousands of years of combat experience made him adept at using this puppet-like, empty-minded, and mechanical combat method.

At this time, Klein's secret puppet control also caught up, and Emlyn clearly felt that the squirming object suddenly began to slow down.

Nelson's sudden attack messed up the equipment in the room, and all the pipes plugged into Olga were torn to pieces. While Emlyn was trying to gain some time to attract firepower, Klein quickly cleaned up Olga's damaged life support device, replaced Olga with a portable mobile device according to Emlyn's instructions, and then immediately supported Emlyn.

Emlyn, who had received support, leaped up, and his ten fingers grew long, tough black armor. Under the cover of Klein's air bullets, he fiercely stabbed at the restrained Nelson.

The corrosive claws slid across the squirming flesh, but only penetrated halfway. At this time, a mouth suddenly formed on the flesh, and it spoke in a vicious tone.

"It seems... I was able to defeat... that old man Sinedu... twice!"

A fierce mental attack accompanied by the name "Sinedu" came towards Emlyn, causing Emlyn to suddenly become a little angry. And it was this provocation that hit the pain point that caused a small mental fluctuation, giving Nelson an opportunity to try to control Emlyn's emotions and desires.

This control was very short-lived, causing Emlyn to lose control and stagnate for only a moment, but it was enough. Nelson took advantage of this moment of distraction and finally returned to his physical body under the firepower of the air bullets, running towards Klein who was holding Olga and preparing to escape.

Emlyn regained consciousness in the blink of an eye, pulled out a gray mist paper blade, inserted it into a potted plant beside him, and then subconsciously threw the green plant and the pot together with the soil to Nelson.

A few plump tomatoes are still hanging tenaciously among the damaged green leaves.