Delusion Master

For a true knight, the three words "Follow me" are not just as simple as the literal meaning, it represents a kind of determination and commitment - "Walk with me, I will be responsible for protecting your safety , by the loyalty and honor of the knight."

Wei Lin didn't think much about it.It is of course good to have a companion to help each other, not to mention that the other party seems to have a high level of force, and with Bai Xiansen—stop, he can no longer overlap the two in appearance, this is too unfair to the knights, everyone is different from others His unique existence is personality and thought, not appearance.

He patted his forehead as punishment, and followed the white knight out of the catacombs.

It was dark outside and the snow had died down, but the temperature was chillingly low.Wei Lin gathered his cloak, hid his face in the wide hood, and asked like a cannonball: "What's the next plan, to stop that so-called 'Holy Soul Awakening'? What should I do?"

The white knight replied: "That's right. They should hold the ceremony in the church, but I don't know the specific steps. I only know that the first step is to sacrifice the spirit, because it has never been successful in the past ten years, even the old warlock knows it." not much."

Wei Lin: "But this spirit sacrifice ceremony also failed. I am still alive and well, but the evil spirit was eaten by the book. Do you think Jia Moore will find another person to be a sacrifice?"

White Knight: "It's possible. Let's go to the church first."

Just as the two walked out of the iron gate of the cemetery, dots of red light suddenly appeared in the void in front of them, accompanied by ear-piercing chirping sounds.In a blink of an eye, I saw a large group of ravens with red eyes, each of which was the size of a small hawk, flying towards them menacingly, as if driven by some kind of sinister magic.

Wei Lin immediately drew out his dagger, and drew a blue and white lightning strike in mid-air. "Short weapons are not suitable," he complained, "if only there were a lot of darts and a rain of flowers."

The white knight took the first step to block in front of him, a white light flickered on his left arm, and a crystal-like round shield faintly appeared. "Holy barrier!" He shouted in a low voice, the round shield seemed to suddenly gain consciousness, and expanded rapidly, forming a hemispherical transparent barrier in an instant, enveloping the two of them.

The raven's sharp black claws and mucus-spitting beak slammed into the transparent barrier aggressively, and the dark red mucus exploded like filthy fireworks.The barrier was corroded to the point of crumbling ripples.

"There are so many of them, and they still bring poison damage?" Wei Lin was stunned. Fortunately, he opened the shield in time, otherwise no matter how strong the defense was, it would not be able to withstand it!

The white knight drew out the chopping sword, plunged the tip of the sword into the ground, and shouted: "Storm of Holy Light!" The light shines from his palm, pours into the ground along the edge of the sword, and the light curtain rises immediately, spinning like a wave of air, It roared out in all directions, dispelling the darkness within a radius of tens of meters.

[Storm of Holy Light (instantaneous): The power of Holy Light is blessed by the earth and turns into a violent whirlwind, causing 8 points of damage to enemies entering the area within 6630 seconds. 】—— Wei Lin looked at the raven that was screaming and trembling in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground, and couldn't help silently adding a comment to this skill with its awesome visual effects and lethality.

"I said, you are not an ordinary knight, you are a paladin." Wei Lin sighed, "Both material and law, can fight and resist, can relieve negative status, and can also AOE group attack! Defying the sky! Hey, no Can I still have milk?"

The white knight drew his long sword and glanced at Wei Lin, as if he felt that the other party's words were weird, but this was not the time to chatter.He stepped on the raven corpses all over the ground and continued walking. "Jamol has spotted us, the next attack is inevitable, be careful." He said.

Wei Lin nodded: "If you don't have a weapon in your hand, you won't be able to display your normal combat power, but at least it won't hold you back."

They walked through the snow-covered atrium and saw the statues of the apostles of the Holy Spirit. Miraculously, the falling snow did not leave any traces on them.They seem to be immune to all the hustle and bustle of the world - including those prayers and worship, disappointment and betrayal, but silently and independently.

Wei Lin felt that the Book of Imprisonment in his arms was still hot through several layers of fabric, and it was trembling at a high frequency, like a person who was extremely frightened and excited.

——There must be something strange about these statues, shouldn’t they suddenly come alive?He thought in a strange way, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

The ancient church is close at hand, towering and thin, like a behemoth that has been dried by history. The steeple and flying buttresses look more and more steep in the night.They could see the door open, and the oil lamp made of spermaceti burning inside, and there was no one in it, like the open mouth of a giant beast.

"The feeling of inviting you into the urn..." Wei Lin muttered, "A trap? Do you want to go in?"

The white knight clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand: "Anyway, it has been exposed, and I have to break into the dragon's lake and tiger's den."

The two stepped into the open carved door of the church one after the other, and looked around cautiously, but there was indeed no one there.But this kind of emptiness does not bring a sense of relaxation, on the contrary, it makes people's nerves more tense, and they are always worried that something will jump out and break this hypocritical dead silence.

They stepped on the scarlet carpet in the middle towards the altar, and the rows of empty benches on both sides creaked lightly, as if someone was taking their seats one after another.The old-fashioned pipe organ in the corner suddenly played by itself, making a hoarse tremolo.

On the empty altar, there is a pure black wooden coffin, the surrounding panels are carved with patterns surrounded by thorns, and the white gauze and lily-of-the-valley branches hanging from the edge make it solemn and sad.

Wei Lin walked towards the coffin step by step as if receiving an invisible call.

"Wei Lin!" The white knight called out as a warning.

But he turned a deaf ear, walked through the last few steps leading to the altar, came to the coffin, and looked down——

Bai Yuan was lying at the bottom of the coffin, with his arms folded on his chest, his eyes closed tightly, his eyelashes covered with a layer of fluffy frost, his skin was icy cold and corrupted, which was the color of death.

Wei Lin's mind went blank, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his face.

When the fingertips were about to touch, someone grabbed his wrist—the knight's face was exactly the same as Bai Yuan's, with unconcealable doubts and tension, and even the arc of his frown was exactly like that of the man in the coffin. The two people stand against each other, like the inside and outside of a mirror.

"Don't touch it!" said the person outside the coffin, "it's not right."

It's you who is wrong, Wei Lin numbly pulled out his wrist, he is Bai Yuan——my Bai Yuan.And you are just an impostor of unknown origin.

The book of imprisoned spirits keeps burning in his arms: save him... before it's too late... put me on his chest... and then open it with your own hands...

Wei Lin took out the book, tore off the wrapped fabric, held it solemnly with both hands, and leaned his entire upper body into the coffin——

The white knight failed to stop him with his words, so he had no choice but to kick him on the back of his knee, then grabbed his collar and threw him backwards, pinning him to the floor.

The Book of Imprisonment came out of his hand and fell not far from his side.Wei Lin struggled violently like a beast on the verge of extinction, attacking the man on top of him with his elbows and knees, and tried his best to reach for the book that was within reach.

The white knight covered Wei Lin's forehead with his palm, and said in a low voice, "Purification!" Green-gold lines of light emerged from his palm, branded on Wei Lin's skin, and were quickly absorbed.

However, it didn't work. Wei Lin still resisted with both hands and feet, with astonishing strength. Even though he was wearing scale armor, he still felt the pain of being mercilessly attacked on his joints and vital parts.The white knight gritted his teeth, formed a holy seal with his hands flexibly, and shouted again: "Exorcism!" Pushing towards Wei Lin's heart.

The suppressed let out an angry curse, and pulled out the electric dagger with his empty hand.The white knight had no choice but to grab the opponent's wrist and press him firmly to the ground.

The cover of the Book of Prisoned Spirits snapped open, and the pages were flipping eagerly. The ancient mixed spirit characters and weird and complicated patterns kept changing between the pages, as if densely packed souls were screaming in unison—read with me!read with me!

The mantra flashed in Wei Lin's mind, like a startled magpie hovering in the night sky.He opened his mouth, his vocal cords and tongue were controlled by a powerful force, and an obscure pronunciation blurted out——

In desperation, the white knight blocked his lips without thinking - using his only spare mouth.Then used a skill that can be cast without chanting the mantra:

[Consecration (activated by physical contact): Infuse your own god-given grace into your teammates, remove all negative effects, and activate the "unyielding will" state, which is immune to all mental attacks for a short time.Cooldown time 12 hours. 】

This skill is also instantaneous, but the lips and tongues of the two sides did not break apart at the first touch, and the nature gradually changed in the blending of breaths, and finally turned into a wild, passionate, inseparable long kiss.

The dagger fell from between his fingers, and Wei Lin wrapped his arms around the knight's neck, letting the cold and hard armor press hard against his chest, and couldn't help trembling—Bai Yuan!No mistake, this familiar breath does not need to be distinguished with words, it is engraved in the depths of his soul, allowing every cell of his body to remember it, making the long-lost reunion into innate.

He is now sure without any suspense that the white knight is Bai Yuan.

—Then who is in the coffin?

Wei Lin's mind calmed down, the black mist that had engulfed his spirit before gradually dissipated, and the sticky cobweb that entangled him was torn to pieces.

Why did Bai Yuan refuse to admit his identity?Is his consciousness lost in some kind of accident, and he really regards himself as an NPC in the "absolute realm", or is there something hidden that cannot be said?

Wei Lin's hands moved forward from the back of the knight's neck, held the other's cheek, and left a little panting.

The white knight opened his eyes, as if he had suddenly escaped from an absurd, bizarre and sweet dream, with unbelievable confusion and shame remaining on his face.

—what did he do?

He forcefully kissed a man he just met, and is still addicted to it, unable to extricate himself?

In the first half second, you can still comfort yourself because of the situation, but what about the next two full minutes?Is it possible to deceive yourself and say that it is the duration of the skill? !

Is this possessed by a demon, or has he been hiding his evil nature, so easily trampled on the unsuspecting trust and gratitude of the other party!Humility, honour, mercy, honesty, justice...he has blasphemed all the virtues of chivalry!

Simply sinful!

The white knight rolled over and sat up, covering his face with a strong, long-knuckle hand.

Full of joy, Wei Lin leaned over and pushed his hand away: "Why, you're shy, it's not the first time we've kissed."

The white knight clenched his fists, his cheekbones blushed with guilt, he didn't dare to make contact with the other person, he could only stare at the stone pattern on the floor in despair. "No, this is the first time..." He hardly had any strength to defend himself, and the end of his words trembled slightly, "I didn't take advantage of you when you were unconscious..."

Wei Lin wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart - when did he see Bai Yuan so upright and self-denying, what a sight!If you don't appreciate it well, you will simply live up to the arrangement of God's ghosts and gods.So he put on a face of a victim of the Virgin Mary who endured humiliation and had no regrets, shook his head and said: "It's okay, you saved my life, and I should repay you anyway. But I have a lover after all, although I disappeared. No, I can't be sorry for him... But I can't be ungrateful and tear down bridges... Ah! I'm so contradictory and despicable!"

Now the white knight was so ashamed that he couldn't even utter a word.