Delusion Master

The sky turns from jet black to deep indigo blue, and then fades to lake blue and moon blue after a while, becoming lighter and lighter. When the skirt of the Goddess of Day is slowly unfolded and the morning light shines from the top of the mountain, a new day has arrived .

Wei Lin saw the morning sun far away, proving that it should be a sunny day with snow falling, but the wilderness where the monastery is located seems to be shrouded in dark clouds, and it is always dark and gloomy, unable to distinguish the sun.

Farislan found Adelaide's skull and corroded body among the messy bones in the sacrificial pit, but refused to bring her up out of resentment and rejection.Wei Lin had no choice but to climb down by himself and pack her up in a bag.

The white knight was not moved by the howling of the sunflowers. After cutting off all the sunflowers, he used the withered branches and leaves to build a firewood pile like a small hill.Wei Lin put Adelaide's remains on top, together with the sunflower mask found in the coffin before, and lit it on fire.

The raging flames seemed to be mixed with countless small cries and ravings, but if you listened carefully, it was just the sound of beeping, beeping, burning.

The flame burned for a long time.Farislan circled in the distance, frowning and said: "I can still feel a breath of the witch... It seems that you haven't destroyed everything."

Wei Lin scratched his forehead hair, suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand, a piece of bone covered with brown lines suddenly appeared on the empty palm.

Adelaide's left parietal bone.

"Isn't it lost in the cemetery, so it's always on you?" The white knight asked suspiciously, "And it was hidden from Gamol's eyes and ears."

"When I walked out of the catacombs with you, I saw it next to a tombstone, and put it in...uh," Wei Lin wanted to talk about the space in his body, but changed his words temporarily, "It's in the pocket."

Farislan floated over with a gloomy face: "In other words, you have always kept a hand. Not only has a loophole been planted for Gamol's puppet technique, but it can also be used to contain me when necessary."

Wei Lin smiled with crooked brows and eyes, kind and sincere: "Don't think so darkly, dear friend, I'm glad that both of us are trustworthy people, that's great." As he said, he also put the bone piece into in the fire.

The corner of Farislan's mouth twitched, and he shouted angrily, "Who is that person with a dark mind!"

Wei Lin spread his hands: "It's obviously not me."

The white knight chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

Wei Lin stretched out his index finger and found that half of the contract rune on his fingertip had disappeared.

Farislan regretted that he hadn't forced him to sign a second deal on the critical battlefield just now. Wei Lin dared to do things secretly even if he made a verbal agreement under the contractual constraints. Do not admit it.

"No way." Wei Lin seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "You have to believe that I am an honest person."

Pooh!Farislan rolled his eyes and said, "So how are you going to help me lift the curse?"

Wei Lin said confidently: "The book of the soul-guilting records the methods of casting and lifting the soul curse."

Farislan nodded: "Very likely. This book is from Adelaide. I saw her use it 200 years ago. It is said to be obtained from an ancient ruin in the Great Rift Valley in the North. She has been Practice spells according to the content above."

"But the release method recorded in it is very complicated. I hope to use a more simple and crude method. After all, none of us want to stay in this ghost monastery for too long." Wei Lin said.

"Is there any other easy way?"

"The other method is vague in the book. It only mentions the need to rely on the power of the apostle of the Holy Spirit. I reckon that the person who wrote this book is not clear about the details."

Farislan gritted his teeth: "Then you still look like you have the chance to win!"

Wei Lin laughed again: "Calm down, Your Excellency."

Trapped for nearly 200 years, suffering from severe cold all the time, Farislan can do everything to lift the curse, how could he be calm.Seeing that the other party was about to jump over and strangle him to death, Wei Lin quickly reached out to the white knight and said, "Please lend me the remains of the holy spirit."

The white knight took out the milky white ball without hesitation and put it in his hand.

Holding the round bead, Wei Lin walked towards the courtyard and said, "I have a guess about this bone."

"What guess?" Farislan asked in a bad tone.

Wei Lin didn't answer, but walked towards the cathedral, and entered through the small door on the side, which could bypass the collapsed pit in the front hall.The inside was already in disarray. He walked close to the wall and came to the large pipe organ in the corner.

The three-meter-high pipe organ crouches by the wall like a tame griffin, and more than 1000 sound pipes are layered on top of each other, like wings that have been unfolded and solidified.The double-layer keyboard was covered with dust, and miraculously, it was not damaged at all after being ransacked by the energy of the magic circle and the aftermath of the battle.

"It's been ringing all the time, ever since we entered this church." Wei Lin caressed the raised stops and said thoughtfully, "I think it wants to tell us something."

He placed the ball squarely above the keyboard, in the middle of a row of sound stops, and asked the white knight to inject holy light into it.

The relics of the holy spirit shimmered, and the light gradually increased, covering a circle of more than ten meters.After the light dissipated, the organ was as bright as new, with ivory-colored sound pipes and golden bases shining brightly.

"Can you play the organ?" Wei Lin suddenly asked Farislan.

Farislan hesitated and said, "I learned a little bit when I was a child. My uncle was a district bishop. My father had a bad relationship with me, but he was very nice to me. He taught me how to play."

Wei Lin motioned him to sit on the piano bench: "Try it, just play the song "Grace"."

Farislan was a little embarrassed: "...I don't remember the fingering, and I forgot the score."

Wei Lin smiled: "It's okay, as long as you can press a key."

He urged again and again, so Farislan had no choice but to float on the piano bench, put his transparent fingers on the keys meaningfully, and pressed a white key.

The remains radiated light again, and a gentle force pulled his fingers, playing intermittent notes, which slowly turned into a smooth melody, converging into a holy, solemn and magnificent movement.

Farislan seemed to have lost himself in a state of ecstasy, seeing the light in the clouds.His fingers are flying on the keyboard, playing the keys, plucking the stops, and stepping on the pedals under his feet, like a musician who is completely intoxicated, and there is no distraction in his mind.The ice crystals on his face, which had been condensed with frost and snow for many years, began to melt, gradually revealing a human color from the ashen and ashes.Wet drops of water rolled down the brown curly hair, as if baptized by holy water.

Wisps of curse power came out of his body like a gray mist, drifting away with the movement.

His body began to straighten, and his face became more and more serene and calm, like a traveler who has been trekking through the ice and snow for a long time, finally unloading the burden on his shoulders and stepping into the warm hut burning with fire.

The movement was coming to an end, and the repeated chant was ethereal and detached, and Farislan couldn't help singing along with the melody.After the last ray of music drifted into the air, a bright skylight shone down from the rose window in the dome of the church.

Wei Lin pushed open the window on the wall and looked out. He saw the thick cloud gradually dissipating. The warm early winter sun filled the roof of the monastery and the wilderness in the distance. There were faint singing and laughter mixed in the wind.

This ancient battlefield where countless war dead bodies have been buried since ancient times, those weird sunflowers nourished by flesh and soul resentment, including this gloomy monastery that has been occupied by sorcery and ambition all the year round, all seem to be in this song "Grace" " has been purified.

The white knight picked up the ball on the organ, and seemed to understand Wei Lin's previous guess: "This is... the remains of the Songwriter Meili?"

Wei Lin nodded with a smile: "Among the seven apostles of the Holy Spirit, Meili is the most gentle, fraternal, and tolerant one. She uses music to light up people's hope and soothe their pain. Farislan should be grateful This remains does not belong to Thunder Austin, otherwise he will suffer a lot."

Farislan, who had faded away from the frost, stroked back the curly hair that covered his face, revealing a smooth and full forehead. His expression became much clearer, but his spiritual body appeared more illusory and transparent in the bright church, as if it would dissipate at any time.

He took a deep breath out of the sunny window and said, "I miss this world, even though there are far more bad days than happy days."

Wei Lin asked curiously: "I think you're disappearing soon... In this world, where will the soul end up?"

"It is said that after all creatures die, their souls will return to the 'origin of life'. It is a long river that runs through the sky and the earth, day and night, and there are countless lights of souls floating in it, shining like stars." Faris Lan said.

Wei Lin imagined the scene and shrugged: "It must be crowded like a hot spring pool on a holiday, and men and women bathe together, and humans and animals are not separated."

Farislan laughed: "Hearing what you said, I don't feel very good, and I don't even want to go."

Wei Lin persuaded sincerely: "I think you should go. According to the saying in our hometown, after death, you can either become a fairy or be reincarnated. You can't always be a lonely ghost, and you will die in the end."

Farislan beckoned to him: "Come here."

"Why?" Wei Lin looked at him with some vigilance, "Don't expect me or the white knight to give you the body!" His words were harsh, but he still moved a little.

Farislan stared at the handsome young man in front of him, and stretched out his hand to pluck his bangs: "I just want to say goodbye to you. Goodbye, my young and beautiful friend."

Wei Lin replied politely: "Farewell, handsome and unlucky Lord Lord."

Farislan smiled slightly, revealing the cunning in his bones, and finally said: "You seem to be able to control the Book of Imprisonment?"

Wei Lin was stunned, and suddenly found that the Book of Imprisonment, which had been thrown on the snow in the flower field before, appeared in his hand mysteriously again.He looked down. The hard leather cover of the book snapped open, rustling the parchment pages.

A group of light from a spirit body flashed in front of his eyes, and suddenly plunged into the book.In the blank space of this page, a hexagonal ice crystal snowflake-like rune pattern slowly appeared, glowing with crystal clear ice blue, and a faint cold air escaped when fingers brushed over it.

Wei Lin raised his head, but Farislan had disappeared. "...What's going on?" He asked inexplicably.

The white knight frowned slightly, and then smoothed it out again. It seemed that he was not very happy emotionally, but he did not object intellectually.In the end, he still told the truth: "Farislan put his soul in the Book of Imprisonment. Because you can now control this book to a certain extent, he will not suffer in it. I don't think he has given up looking for it. The idea of ​​the body. But in this way, it means that you can control part of his ability, which is good for your self-protection."

After a pause, he added worryingly: "Be careful with this book, I don't think it is willing to be subdued just like that."

Wei Lin nodded: "I know, this book is evil, and Farislan is not reliable." He tapped the ice crystal rune pattern with his fingertips, and tried to call: "Old Fa?"

No one answered.He communicated mentally again, but there was no response.

"It is estimated that the power of the soul has been consumed too much, and it has fallen into a deep sleep." The white knight said.

Wei Lin sighed: "I think carrying this book is like carrying a time bomb that cannot be thrown away, but there is another ghost with evil intentions... You said that if he comes out in the middle of the night, he wants to occupy my body again ,what to do?"

The white knight didn't know what to think of, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.He turned his head away and said in a low voice, "If you're worried, I can keep watch for you..."

Wei Lin's eyes were intoxicatingly bright, and he smiled and said, "Really? Every night?"

The white knight seemed to have come to his senses, and he was a little embarrassed: "I didn't think carefully and disturbed you. I take back this stupid suggestion."

Wei Lin stepped forward and hugged his waist.

The armor was cold and hard, but Wei Lin still felt hot and full of joy. "It's really not thoughtful. Shouldn't the vigil be in rotation? You guard me all night, I guard you all night, or you guard me in the first half of the night, and I guard you in the second half of the night... What do you think of this suggestion?" He said seriously .

The white knight pursed his thin lips tightly and remained silent.

Wei Lin leaned over to kiss him again, thinking that if there are too many lice, it will not itch, and if there are too many debts, it will not worry.Anyway, Bai Yuan will never let himself go after he wakes up, so he just takes advantage... If I tell the white knight that I was the one who used to have sex with my lover, will he believe and accept it?Well, that's a good idea, a stroke of genius... Thinking about it this way, I don't want Bai Yuan to recover too soon...

At this time, they heard the thunderous sound of horseshoes in the distance.Regret flashed across the white knight's eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He took a step back and said, "The elite cavalry regiment has arrived. My brothers will clean up the battlefield and hunt down the escaped remnants."

When destroying the summoned objects before, two black-robed warlocks sneaked away with "Blink", Wei Lin also noticed, but they were not free at the time, and now they are just handed over to the cavalry regiment to clean up the mess.

When they walked out of the church and passed the atrium, they found that the statues of the seven apostles of the Holy Spirit had changed.

The group of statues consisted of three men, two women, and a pair of children. Wei Lin looked up, and the one belonging to Meili—the image of a girl in a long skirt sitting on a reindeer and playing the harp—had changed from light gray to ivory white. As warm and translucent as jade, there is a faint sacred aura emanating from the inside.

The white knight gave a solemn knight salute to the statue and said, "God is high."

Wei Lin answered lazily behind him: "May the holy light shine on you forever."

A group of armored cavalry came in through the gate, approached the white knight, and saluted in unison.The leading knight took off his helmet, revealing his golden-brown hair and a resolute and upright face. A branch-like scar between his eyebrows extended to the end of his eyes, which was a pity that he was disfigured.

The blond knight put his right fist on his left chest, and saluted respectfully: "We are ordered to come to meet you, Captain Bai Yuan."

Wei Lin looked at the white knight in surprise: "You... are also called Bai Yuan?"

The white knight said indifferently: "I have been called Bai Yuan since I was born."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and told the blond knight: "Yi Laizhe, please lead a team to search the entire monastery to see if there is no fish that slipped through the net. And," he paused, glanced at Wei Lin who was stunned, "look for a A man who is said to have the same appearance and name as me."

Yi Laizhe asked suspiciously: "The appearance and name are the same... Isn't that you, the leader?"

The white knight replied with an unpredictable expression: "Obviously some people don't think so."

Behind him, Wei Lin covered his face with his palms in grief.