Chapter 232

The stone box storing the Moth God was not small, but thinking of the Moth God's massive body, this stone box was not very big either.

Louis opened the stone box and released his Yin Spirit power to investigate.

The Yin Spirit power extended in like sensory tentacles, "seeing" the internal structure of this stone box.

Unexpectedly, the space inside this thing was even larger than imagined, about the size of a football field; it presented the shape of a rock cave as a whole, with very little green, mostly things like moss, and there were also a very small number of beetles inside, proving that life could survive.

After carefully investigating the rock cave, Louis released his Yin Spirit power further.

And after exiting the cave, he discovered that there was still space outside, but it appeared as a misty gray, permeating the surroundings and surrounding the rock cave as a whole, and this gray was constantly corroding the earthy yellow outer rock cave layer.

Louis only touched this gray once, and a portion of his Yin Spirit power was directly wiped out.

"Hiss."

Louis frowned, ignored the phantom pain, withdrew his Yin Spirit power, and began to think.

The situation inside was easy to judge; this was a different-dimensional space about to be destroyed; its area should have been quite large in the past, but it had already been worn away quite a bit, and that layer of gray surrounding the rock cave should be something like space; with insufficient knowledge, Louis could only make such a guess.

According to the speed of erosion, it would probably take about five years for this rock cave to be destroyed.

Combining the situation and origin of the Moth God, the original owner, Louis had reason to suspect that the Moth God relied on hiding in this box to escape the crisis of destruction.

However, could even a small god of the Mayan civilization create such a different space?

Wait.

Louis thought of China, where small gods like the Earth God also had similar existences, called Incense Dharma Realms.

Could it be similar to that?

Louis probed his Yin Spirit power in again, this time focusing on the rock cave itself, penetrating deep into the rock, exploring inch by inch, and also the ground, constantly immersing downward.

It was fortunate that Louis had reached the Pure Yin Realm, and his strength had increased; otherwise, for an ordinary Yin Spirit Realm cultivator to do this, the time consumed would not be a small number.

About fifteen minutes later.

Louis opened his eyes, his expression somewhat suspicious and uncertain.

In the central rock layer of the rock cave, there was a half-fist-sized, dissipating white hexagonal crystal.

He didn't dare to touch this thing; he could feel that it was this crystal that was maintaining the stability of the entire different-dimensional space; if he took the crystal away, it would probably be destroyed the next instant.

It was not wise to destroy a different-dimensional space for a mysterious crystal whose use was still unknown.

"Let's think about it when I ascend to godhood later; by the way, ascending to godhood..."

The preparations for the ascension ceremony were not few; it was already 1995, and there were only a few years left until the day of the cosmic celestial alignment; he needed to grasp it.

This thought flashed through Louis's mind, and he decided to handle these boxes well, and while searching for monsters and demons, he would make the preparations.

He was not worried about this; after all, the power he had worked hard to develop was not for nothing.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Louis looked at this stone box.

He was somewhat indecisive.

If only he had fully mastered the technology of refining magic treasures, perhaps he could think of a way to refine it into a magic treasure.

As for now, let's put it away; there should be a use for it in the future.

Shaking his head, Louis looked at the next box.

The card box containing a full set of cursed tarot cards.

The box was made of wood, square, only two palms large; except for the pattern on it being a standard inverted pentagram, it looked ordinary as a whole.

Louis opened it.

Revealing the tarot cards inside.

Times were different now; under Louis's Spiritual Eye, he could already clearly see the aura of the curse on these tarot cards, as well as the soul hidden in the box.

Wearing a black robe, it was the black-robed soul that had fought a great battle with Louis and was finally severely injured; it was also the owner of these tarot cards, the unlucky fortune-teller who sacrificed to the demon Erdigi.

At this time, the black-robed soul was hiding in the card box, having recovered quite a bit; seeing Louis open the card box now, it instinctively wanted to start bewitching, making Louis start fortune-telling to carry out the curse.

But just as its body flew out halfway, it stopped abruptly; that brain, which had been sealed for a hundred years and was somewhat stiff, began to turn rapidly again the moment it saw Louis.

Whoosh!

Like a groundhog, it suddenly burrowed back in.

The speed was much faster than the clown demon.

Unfortunately.

It was not faster than Louis.

Whoosh!

Louis reached out and pinched it; the fire serpent under the blessing of fire-attribute magic power slowly wrapped around Louis's arm and gradually headed toward the tarot cards.

The black-robed soul immediately dared not move.

It was forcibly pinched and brought out.

The fire serpent circled its body; every time it coiled, the scorching heat blessed by the fire-attribute magic power burned its soul.

The entire soul stood there, not daring to move.

Louis did not waste words either, directly using the Soul-Searching Art.

It had to be said that the Soul-Searching Art was easy to use, completely saving the steps of interrogating these stubborn guys; it was simple, fast, and convenient; no wonder those in the demonic path with a little bit of cultivation all had this technique as standard equipment.

The big hand stirred and stirred...

Soon, Louis got what he wanted.

This fortune-teller's memory had become chaotic, or rather, under the influence of the curse, staying in this box for a hundred years, it was normal for consciousness to become chaotic.

Removing the already confused parts of the memory, he intercepted the memory related to Erdigi.

The power of his Yin Spirit turned into fingers, flipping through the "pages" like reading a book, watching the content inside.

This fortune-teller belonged to the gifted type, able to see souls since childhood and talk to them; she was the same as a medium, or rather, she was a medium of that era.

She just chose the profession of fortune-teller.

After all, the environment at that time was indeed not very friendly to women, and coupled with the prosperity of the fortune-telling industry, people in high society were very superstitious about fate and bloodlines, so she chose this industry, developed a knack for it, and even gained quite a reputation.

Finally, for the sake of a stable life, she chose to become a retainer for the nobility, not expecting that she would end up with a broken home because of one instance of being too straightforward.

And that ritual was something she obtained from a Hungarian during a fortune-telling process.

The content of the ritual recorded inside was called Revenge: sacrifice a soul, obtain the power of the demon Erdigi, and take revenge on the enemy.

However, after her research later, she discovered that the demon Erdigi communicated by this ritual was actually already dead; she could clearly feel it during fortune-telling, rather than suffering a backlash, so she confirmed the other party's death.

But this did not mean that the ritual was useless; although the main entity was dead, it seemed that power had still been left behind, so the ritual was still running.

She wouldn't dare speak for others, but at least she had used it, and she would definitely obtain the dark power curse.

However, normal people obviously didn't want to be cursed or anything, so she didn't prepare to use this dangerous ritual, and even sealed it up to avoid causing trouble.

Unfortunately, she didn't expect that the changes that happened later would push her to a desperate situation, and in the end, she still used this ritual.

Turning into the crazy soul that barely retained a part of its autonomous consciousness today.

After Louis finished reading this content, his brow furrowed.

"Erdigi is dead?"

According to mythology, Erdigi belonged to the demons in Hungarian mythology who seduced humans, and was later incorporated into Christian mythology, becoming a member of Satan (the enemy of God).

Unexpectedly, it was already dead?

But power was still left behind, and the ritual was still going on?

This sounded like a backup plan of its?

Various conspiracy theories emerged in his mind, such as this being a trap, or the ritual needing power to resurrect the other party, etc...

"Erdigi... there is too little literature on this demon, and there is no way to check it at all; however, being able to be called Satan by others, regardless of whether it is orthodox or not, it must at least be a Great Demon, and there is even a not-insignificant possibility that it is a Demon God."

He pondered for a moment.

Louis was still unwilling to give up just like that, and brought it to another spacious room.

One death-row prisoner after another was imprisoned in the corner, released one after another, and controlled to perform the sacrificial ritual; everyone succeeded, but none of them obtained power; all of them were sucked dry by the ritual.

Watching their souls being devoured by the pentagram on the box, Louis frowned deeply.

Unexpectedly, the so-called ritual was actually solidified on the card box, and this ritual seemed to have certain requirements; the souls of mortals were all devoured, and only those who were different from ordinary people, like the fortune-teller, would obtain the power of the curse.

Furthermore.

Since their souls were sucked away, where did they go?

Hell? Or some place in the mortal world?

Or some different-dimensional space like the Moth God's stone box?

Various guesses emerged in Louis's mind.

In the end, Louis still did not choose to perform the ritual himself.

Louis would not do such things with unknown risks.

Storing the card box away again, placing it in the room, with several monitors monitoring it in all directions, not allowing anyone to approach.

After doing all this, Louis walked out of the room.

Returning to the Rebirth Prison on the ground.

Just as he walked out, he heard a burst of barking.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

A group of big dogs rushed over, circling around Louis; the fierce dogs that appeared ferocious and terrifying to outsiders and could tear humans apart alive were just obedient little dogs to Louis.

The Eighteen Fierce Dogs, Khorne, Coal Ball, and Gold, all came over; the leaders, Coal Ball and Gold, rubbed against Louis's legs on the left and right, their tails wagging fast.

The Eighteen Fierce Dogs on the periphery who couldn't squeeze in also had shiny fur and were healthy and strong; clearly, the food here was very good.

At this time, Louis's gaze focused on Khorne, who had not come over to rub against him with Gold and Coal Ball.

Speaking of which, among the three dogs, Khorne probably had the most hard work, always stationed here and working without complaint.

(End of chapter)