Delusion Master

Wei Lin never thought that he would be raped by a beautiful girl (the corpse) in full view, on an altar made of bones—this has absolutely nothing to do with an affair, it is a kind of "investment" All the special effects and props are thrown into the "ghost horror movie" horror.

Adelaide clung to his naked skin, smooth and cold, jade-like to the touch.Her eyes stared at him, like a courting female cat staring at a male cat, shining with the faint light of magic, with a clear purpose and determination to win.Wei Lin knew very well that these did not come from her subjective wishes, but the refraction of the will of a third party - of course the other party did not want to see how he fucked a living corpse.

"Container", "Breeder", "Holy Spirit Remains", "Awakening"... These keywords are spinning in Wei Lin's mind, and through rapid screening and connection, they are combined into a piece of information that is close to the truth:

The remains of the Holy Spirit are hidden in Adelaide's body!

Once he is forced to have sex with her by magic, he will probably end up dying!

Maybe it will be directly sucked into a mummy!

Damn, isn't this the medieval version of Nie Xiaoqian? !

Thinking of this, Wei Lin burst into tears.He struggled with his hands and feet, and looked at the white knight who was entangled by the cold lord with tears in his eyes... His partner was too busy to take care of himself at the moment, and that evil spirit who loved to drill holes was not an easy lamp.

Well, at the critical moment, we still have to save ourselves.

He looked down at the "Morning Star" on his chest, and thought: It's time to use this, although it's a pity - this is the first time Bai Yuan gave him a necklace seriously.Necklace!Like rings and bracelets, they are all special keepsakes that have the meaning of affirming love, and they are just wasted on irrelevant people!

Wei Lin held the glass bottle angrily and crushed it hard.

The dazzling holy light exploded in all directions like thunder from the gods. Everything, tangible and intangible, time and space, seemed to melt in the white shock wave.

Wei Lin closed his eyes tightly, feeling that the bone platform under him collapsed, and the magic circle covering the sacrificial pit was crumbling.The turbulent flow of elements is dotted with the screams of warlocks in panic—magic is like a poisonous snake that does not distinguish between friend and foe.

After a short and violent burst of white light, it gradually disappeared, and the darkness made a comeback again.

Taking advantage of the last twilight, Wei Lin saw the mess around him, like graveyards plowed by a hurricane.Adelaide was lifted more than ten meters away by the holy light, standing up like a puppet who was not very bright, stepping on the broken bones all over the ground.

He quickly turned his head and glanced at Gamol outside the sacrificial pit: Through the light of the turbulent magic circle, he could vaguely see the figure of the destruction warlock waving his wand and casting spells.Gamol was repairing the damage caused by the sudden holy light—the loss was a bit big, but not unbearable.

"Morning Star" was consumed, and now Wei Lin only had a little time to move freely.

He found the dagger that had fallen among the bone fragments, and rushed towards Adelaide at the fastest speed. On the way, he raced against time to split and extract the two bottles of medicine absorbed into the body, and finally exported the attributes to the dagger. on the edge.

The dagger glowed with a green and cold light, dragging afterimages as it galloped, like a strange and ominous comet in the dark night.

Wei Lin rushed to Adelaide, stepped on her rock-hard thighs, jumped up with strength, and stabbed fiercely towards a certain position on top of her head——

The flesh and hair reborn by magic sizzled under the dagger, exuding the stench of being corroded by strong acid.The witch's skull covered with curse patterns could have resisted this level of attack, but the missing piece of left parietal bone created a small, fatal loophole... like an Achilles' heel.

Wei Lin's thrust deliberately aimed at the loophole, with extremely precise strength and angle, without any deviation.

He poured all the medicine stored in his body from the tip of the dagger.

Adelaide's body trembled violently, and his bone-shattered head fell to the ground after stripping off the magic, mixing with the countless skulls in the pit.

The skin on her neck began to turn black, dry and cracked like rotten cotton wool, spreading downward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The effects of the medicine and the spell saw each other, causing irreversible damage to the ancient corpse that was forcibly preserved by magic.

——If Wei Lin had time before, he would look through the matching leather booklet in the storage bag, and he would find that these two bottles of potions were written by the great potion master—Dianjin Sassoon. The product of some musketeer's resentment after a quarrel.He used the highly corrosive poison he developed to kill the musketeer, and gave the remaining two bottles to the nephew of the warlock who was interested in it—the latter was unfortunately cut off by Wei Lin with a fragment of a mirror.

Of course, Wei Lin doesn't have time to marvel at the efficacy of the medicine right now, so he wants to take advantage of this rare opportunity to destroy Jia Moore's "container" in one go.

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The moment the "Morning Star" shone brightly, the white knight heaved a sigh of relief, and from the bottom of his heart, he admired Wei Lin's grasp of the timing and decisive decision.

The impact of the holy light is particularly harmful to the spirit body. Farislan suffered a big loss in the cemetery before. Now when he saw the white light, he had to give up the body he was about to get, and curled up into a ball of cold air reflexively. , try to stay away from the light source on the bone platform, and shoot towards the edge of the sacrificial pit.

The white knight took the opportunity to disperse the "frozen touch", ran towards Wei Lin's direction with his sword and shield up, and shouted: "The relic of the holy spirit is in her body! It's in the abdomen!"

Wei Lin's dagger slashed across Adelaide's body again and again—due to the corrosion of the medicine, it had begun to dissolve, but it hadn't reached the point where it should be broken.

The white knight blessed himself with a "Charge" skill, and the figure approached in the blink of an eye, shouting: "'Hand of Judgment'!"

The light on the long sword flickered, and there was a faint phantom of a fist, which crashed into Adelaide's body.

The blade pierced through the abdomen, and when it was pulled out, an inconspicuous little thing shot out.Wei Lin quickly copied it in his hand, and found that it was a round bead the size of a grape, and it was covered with a layer of scarlet flesh that was half indelible.He shook off that disgusting fleshy film, and the milky white beads revealed their lustrous and gentle appearance.

"Here you are." Wei Lin handed the ball to the white knight next to him.

The white knight was slightly stunned: "This is the relic of the Holy Spirit, which contains powerful power at the level of a demigod. How many people have worked hard to obtain it... Even if they don't use it, they can still exchange a large amount of unimaginable wealth and honor from the royal family or the Holy See .”

"Oh." Wei Lin stuffed the ball into his hand nonchalantly, "You can exchange it."

The white knight looked at him fixedly, his eyes were indescribable.

Gamor let out a hoarse and angry roar outside the sacrificial pit, like the roar of an aging dragon.

"It's mine! Mine!" His eyes were red, and the tip of his wand released an unstoppable bloody light. The echoes rolled over the sacrificial pit, as if countless wraiths were wailing in unison in the abyss, extremely ear-piercing, "Give it to me! Otherwise you will all die! Die!"

Wei Lin laughed: "The old Black Mountain demon is starting to lose his temper."

Templar knights are hard nuts to crack. Wei Lin, who seems weak, is full of tricks and holds the Book of Imprisonment in his hand. No matter how impatient Jia Moore was, he didn't lose his mind enough to rush off to fight them hand-to-hand.He waved his wand and ordered Farislan, who had escaped from the edge of the sacrificial pit, "Hurry up and get the relic of the holy spirit back, do you still want me to lift the curse for you?"

Farislan watched the situation, and said coldly: "In the transaction contract, the part I should do has been completed-introduce them into the sacrificial pit, and now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

Jia Moore suppressed his anger: "As long as the remains of the Holy Spirit return to my hands, I will naturally fulfill my promise."

"That is to say, you are empty guns now?" Farislan sneered, "You who have lost the bargaining chip, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about cashing?" The evil spirit stretched out two fingers, half of which were on the fingertips. Contract imprint.He blew a cold breath on them, and the marks slowly disappeared: "I have told everything for Wei Lin; I have done what I have given you. It seems that I am the most honest and trustworthy person."

Wei Lin raised his voice and said from a distance: "——There is an honest man here! You see, I have almost destroyed Adelaide's body. I will set up a sunflower pyre and burn it to ensure that the ashes will be wiped out. Therefore, Do you want to sign a second transaction contract with me, an honest person?"

Farislan turned back to stare at him, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You are not an honest person! An honest person will not understand that there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests—you know it all!"

Wei Lin continued to shout glibly: "Heroes! We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent days—well, let’s forget about the invasion, and it didn’t cause substantial harm anyway—in short, the contradictions between us are not irreconcilable. Now the Holy Spirit The bones are in our hands, let’s kill the half-buried old warlock together, and we will help you break the curse!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked the white knight nervously: "I made my own claim, is it okay?"

You have already decided, what else can I do with you?The white knight sighed, and stretched out his hand to rub his messy short hair: "Do as you say."

Jia Moore stared at Farislan with a sharp gaze: "You believe what they say—after you almost killed them? No one will be so magnanimous. Now you can only stand by my side and eliminate these two dangerous factors together !"

The cold lord looked to the left and right, and finally put his gaze on the destruction warlock: "Well, I will stand by your side. After all, we have been friends for ten years. As the saying goes, 'It is better to believe in outsiders. Old man', isn't it?" He drifted closer to Gamol, lowered his voice and said, "Pause your magic circle for a moment, it interferes with my energy operation... In just a few seconds, I'm going to make a big move. "

Jia Moore looked at the other party dubiously.However, that livid face was hidden behind the curly hair covered with frost, and no expression could be seen clearly.

He can choose to refuse, but this is tantamount to releasing a signal of hostility, pushing this neutral force towards the enemy.He knew that Farislan was cunning by nature, had no faith, and was good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, so it meant that the other party would not show loyalty to two unprofitable outsiders.

In a flash, Jia Moore made a decision, moved his lips and whispered to Farislan: "I only give you three seconds, it's up to you."

The cold lord looked back at the two men fighting side by side in the sacrificial pit, and sneered lightly.

The light of the magic circle flickered like a candle, and suddenly went out.

The underground sacrificial pit fell into complete darkness, without a ray of light or sound.

At the same time, an unprecedented snowstorm came.The terrifying hurricane roared into the sky, forcibly overturning the soil layer more than ten meters thick, like ignited methane blasting the soil.

Wei Lin and the white knight were involved in the eye of the storm.During the sharp rotation and ascent, they only had time to hold each other's wrists tightly, watching countless bones, earth, rocks, and vegetation whirling around, freezing into ice balls one after another, and being crushed by the airflow.

However, the central point of destruction is relatively quiet, so that Farislan can be heard whispering to himself: "No one is reliable...but I can at least pick a young and beautiful one to make a deal."

They were engulfed by the storm, broke through the ground, and saw the sun again.