Chapter 130: Going Home (Please Subscribe)

Boom!

Upon Aaron's body, that wisp of lingering curse dissipated like snowflakes meeting the sun.

Immediately following, a massive amount of "Secret Source Power" surged in, performed a "Purification," and then, seemingly unable to find any other targets, circled inside his body once before following the mysterious connection between his physical body and spirit, returning to his Spirit Body.

"As expected..."

Aaron sighed: "The tier of 'Secret Source Power' is too high; at this moment, I can only graze it. It's like how ancient people couldn't perfectly utilize petroleum, but could use it to burn fire... it is the most low-level, most wasteful method... even so, I cannot make my body master it."

This was just like why he hadn't bestowed "Secret Source Power" upon believers a thousand years ago, only to have the believers sacrifice it back to him.

Of course, that was only his superficial identity.

"No, Father, don't force a divination on me; your original quality level is too low, you will suffer a Backlash!"

Aaron chuckled: "My Lord never needs believers to please Him with fixed Rituals... He doesn't care!"

She silently added in her heart: 'This is also for Mr. "Sting Sword"'s own good; after all, he has also been cursed. If he doesn't receive the salvation of my Lord, he could die at any moment...'

This was her home, with a father who was a bank manager; her family background could be described as better than some but worse than others. Although they couldn't afford a butler, there were five servants serving this household.

"The Legendary of the Vain Cult is true... My Lord is the symbol of reason and free will!"

That greedy Cleric Chris might not necessarily be the true mastermind behind the scenes!

'To be able to achieve this degree... could it be that there is also a certain corruption within the Investigation Bureau?'

This method was a modern-day reenactment; the "Secret Source Power" would circle around and return to the Spirit Body, just like before, almost impossible to utilize.

Just as Aaron returned to Golden Rose Street, Liliyat also arrived near a detached building.

She didn't want to run at this moment, because the great Vain Spirit had not only bestowed a gift to remove her curse but also helped her cleanse the mental pollution after becoming an Extraordinary.

The danger of the Green Forest Cathedral had not decreased, which meant the Investigation Bureau might have been played!

"To truly utilize it, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I promote to a very high tier in reality... I don't even know which original quality I need to unlock..."

He looked at Liliyat, who was still trembling, took out a dagger, and untied the ropes.

Aaron said.

She did not run; Occultism knowledge told her that by chanting the true name of a Hidden Existence, a connection was established, and she simply couldn't run away!

"..."

"You are not yet qualified to know!"

Liliyat said anxiously; her father was an Extraordinary of the "Shadow" path, and High-Level Extraordinaries of "Darkness," "Light," and "Shadow" were all adept at divination, just with different methods.

"It was my presumption." Liliyat immediately apologized nervously.

"If you encounter trouble, you can go to the dock area and find the Iron Fist Gang... they are my subordinate force and can contact me."

As for whether Liliyat might betray him? As long as she had even the slightest bit of common sense regarding Occultism, she would know that this was something absolutely not to be done.

"You came back a bit late today; did you encounter something?"

Inside the room, a kerosene Lamp was lit, illuminating a middle-aged, stout gentleman wearing black pajamas, with flaxen hair and a slight beer belly.

"A replica?"

Aaron thought for a moment and said: "Hand it to me; I will sacrifice it to God."

"Then what should I usually do? How do I pray, and how do I perform the Ritual to please my Lord?" Liliyat asked respectfully.

Liliyat was slightly surprised, but she soon believed it and did not question why the messenger knew she possessed the Green Forest Ring of Power and confirmed it was a replica.

With a sense of melancholy, Aaron ended the Ritual, and his Spirit Body returned to his physical body.

For example, "Shadow" is a symbol of Dream and illusion; therefore, "Shadow" Extraordinaries are adept at Dream divination, and even at low tiers, they can occasionally obtain some revelations about the future from their own dreams.

"God does not need mortals; it is mortals who need God!" Liliyat immediately nodded, expressing agreement: "Is the name of our Cult still the Vain Cult?"

"Mr. Messenger, wait, I think there is another suitable target for proselytizing; he was also a participant in that gathering, called—Sting Sword!"

This wasn't lying, because it was indeed sacrificing to myself.

Tears streamed from Liliyat's eyes: "He saved me..."

Aaron turned and left this Safe House, not taking a single thing from Liliyat.

This was Liliyat's father, Vernon Doren, a senior bank manager with an annual salary of over one thousand pounds.

His figure quickly disappeared into the Darkness, and by the time he appeared again, he had already arrived outside the Green Forest Cathedral.

"No need... all rituals are vain!"

Because this was a Divine Oracle!

"You said before that you were cursed; did you find an Extraordinary of 'Light' this time?" Vernon looked at his daughter, suddenly took off his colored contact lenses, revealing a pair of eyes as beautiful as purple jewels, with some kind of luster seemingly gathering within the pupils: "I have some unusual premonitions..."

The Vain Spirit had been silently observing this world from different Dimensions; He was nearly omniscient!

Aaron had his hands in his pockets, looking forward to watching a good show in the future.

Aaron was silent for a moment before answering: "I will examine him... remember, no need to proselytize, no need to develop members!"

"Why is it so hard to collect a religious tax?"

Liliyat said hurriedly.

Actually, it was because he hadn't decided yet.

Aaron looked at the Gothic walls, windows, and pointed arch structures of the Green Forest Church, flicked his thumb, tossed a coin into the air, then sighed in disappointment and turned to walk in the direction of his own home.

This allowed her not only to cure some of her problems with auditory and visual hallucinations but also gave her more confidence to advance to the next original quality!

"My Lord saved you..."

Many Hidden Existences are like this; they don't have much interest in the Mortal World.

On the contrary, it is those evil believers who hope to gain their response and crave power through bloody sacrifices time and time again.

It took Liliyat another ten minutes or so to come back to her senses: "Just now... I actually felt the Vain Spirit... no, the response of my Lord!"

"Yes..."

Liliyat bowed humbly: "Mr. Envoy, I feel ashamed for my previous doubts... What price should I pay for this Jiusu?"

In her eyes, Aaron was the envoy of God!

"That replica of the Ring of Power of the Green Forest!"

But no matter the type of divination, once it involves a high-ranking existence, it becomes exceptionally dangerous!

Therefore, Liliyat did not use the front door, but instead climbed through the window into her own room.

However, Aaron doing this was purely because he did not want to attract the attention of the Investigation Bureau and cause Liliyat to suffer disaster...

Aaron turned around, preparing to leave.

Aaron silently added a sentence in his heart.

What's more, that existence had cast its gaze down, which was equivalent to branding her body and soul; there was no need to think about escaping anymore.

Among them, the two General Maids still had to go home at night, while the other cook and the male and female servants lived in the household.

Aaron looked at Liliyat and spoke.

"I... I have already come to believe in a Hidden Existence and have received a response from Him!" Liliyat quickly recounted her own experience.

Then, she saw the intense shock in her father's pupils, and his face seemed to have a certain degree of distortion...

(End of this chapter)