Chapter 683

On the other side, Luo Bote, who had once again been hit by Father Cali's miserable scream, was very glad that the two Inspection Force members dealing with him had also been affected.

He didn't know what had happened to his lover, nor could he confirm it. Enduring the throbbing in his head and the pain in his eardrums, he leaped and lunged toward the front of the altar.

Pfft!

Lyra's arrow shot into the pile of clothes, but Luo Bote's chosen destination this time was not there; it deviated quite a bit.

After lunging to the ground, he continued to roll and hid behind the altar.

Lyra drew her bowstring again, but did not release the arrow immediately.

This was firstly because Luo Bote's body was completely blocked by the altar, making it impossible for her to aim, and secondly, as a devout believer of the "Eternal Blazing Sun," it was impossible for her to use "Wrathful Strike" in combination with the hunting bow's special features to shoot the altar down directly.

Seeing this scene, Camus, thinking that the power of his revolver couldn't substitute, took the initiative to jump over the broken stained-glass window and, seizing the opportunity, sprinted toward the altar.

After a brief hesitation, Lyra raised her hunting bow and shot an arrow wreathed in electric light into mid-air.

That arrow was thrown high and fell rapidly, just passing over the obstruction of the altar and landing toward the rear.

In a situation where she couldn't aim, it grazed Luo Bote's body and hit the gap between two stone slabs. The hissing electric current dissipated and crawled onto Luo Bote's body, paralyzing him briefly.

After shaking off this state, Luo Bote gave up the idea of circling back to his clothes to take out the Spirit Mediumship materials, nor did he intend to save his lover, Father Cali.

He prepared to bite the tip of his tongue again to complete "Spirit Mediumship," utilizing the special ability of the natural spirit from just now to escape back to his own plantation, where there were still many materials rich in spirituality in reserve.

Just then, he saw Camus's light-colored trousers and perforated leather shoes from the corner of his eye, and felt a whip formed by strands of electric current emerge in his mind.

That whip lashed directly onto his soul.

Extreme paralysis and pain surged up simultaneously. Luo Bote, crouching behind the altar, felt his knees go weak, and he collapsed, shivering.

"Whip of Pain"!

The "Interrogator's" "Whip of Pain"!

Camus reached Luo Bote's side in two steps, leaned down, and threw a left hook, somewhat fueled by personal grievances.

Bang!

Camus, who was proficient in interrogation techniques, made Luo Bote feel pain without exceeding the limit, and then he fainted without suffering too much substantial damage.

After controlling Luo Bote, Camus took a look at this naked man, picked out some clothes nearby, and helped cover his private parts.

He then hoisted Luo Bote up and returned to the area where Lu Mian and the others were.

By this time, Lugano had already picked out the bullet that had hit Amandina's shoulder and had the wound shrink and heal.

…………

What Father Cali dreamed of was still the interior scene of Saint-Cien Church.

He was wearing a white robe with gold threads, kneeling in front of the altar, whispering continuously with a painful expression, as if repenting.

Amandina, wearing a black hunting outfit, walked from the aisle between the two rows of seats to Father Cali's side. Remembering Louis Berry's instructions, she opened her mouth and asked:

"What is the source of this special dream?"

Father Cali raised his head, his facial muscles quite twisted, and answered:

"That, that strange tomb."

"Tomb?" Amandina suspected that the "Dream Festival" she had participated in before was fake.

Where was there a tomb?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her:

"That huge, black stone?"

Was that actually a tomb?

Father Cali nodded:

"Yes."

It really is a tomb... A strong curiosity surged in Amandina's heart, and she proactively asked:

"Whose tomb is it, and why does it have such special properties?"

Father Cali remained kneeling in front of the altar, shaking his head:

"I don't know.

"Even those tomb keepers don't know; they only know that their mission is to guard that strange ancient tomb."

"Tomb keepers? Who are the tomb keepers?" The more Amandina asked, the more she felt she knew nothing about the "Dream Festival."

Father Cali looked up at Amandina and said:

"The elders of that tribe in the jungle."

"I see..." Amandina's head was full of all kinds of questions. She picked one and asked, "Was it you who took Luo Bote to sleep in Tewanaco's house, allowing him to stay awake, and then took him to that ancient tomb to obtain supernatural powers?"

"Yes." Father Cali lowered his head, facing the altar, and said in a painful voice, "I have sinned."

Just as I thought... Amandina asked further:

"How did you know that going there could obtain supernatural powers, and how did you stay awake? You've only been in Tizamo Town for five years or so, while I grew up here since I was a child."

The veins on Father Cali's neck bulged out:

"Tewanaco, Tewanaco, he bewitched me."

"Did he seduce you with his body?" Amandina was suddenly a bit excited.

Father Cali was stunned for a moment:

"He saw my desire for status and recognition, gradually displayed his abilities, and told me there was a way for me to obtain power quickly and simply. And with powerful strength, I could do more for the church and receive more rewards and recognition...

"That devil!"

"So that's how you were bewitched?" Amandina asked, feeling slightly disappointed.

Father Cali nodded slowly:

"Yes, Tewanaco needed someone to keep an eye on the changes in the dream and preside over the 'Dream Festival' after he left Tizamo Town. He first let me sleep at his house, and when the 'Dream Festival' came, he took me to that strange ancient tomb."

"Did you also obtain supernatural powers by touching that tomb?" Amandina asked casually.

Father Cali shook his head again:

"No, Tewanaco opened a crack in the tomb chamber and let me reach my hand inside..."

"What did you touch?" Seeing Father Cali pause, Amandina couldn't help but urge him.

"I touched a hand, a cold hand without temperature, and then I fainted. When I woke up, I possessed supernatural powers. During the three 'Dream Festivals' that followed, I did this three more times, and eventually became a 'Wraith'." Recalling the situation back then, Father Cali's face uncontrollably revealed a look of fear.

This was both fear of that cold hand and fear of obtaining supernatural powers so easily and simply.

"The hand of the corpse in the tomb chamber?" Amandina quickly went over the content Father Cali had just said and thought of a question, "Didn't you say there were tomb keepers? Why were there no obstacles when Luo Bote and I went?"

Father Cali's voice lowered:

"People who live in Tizamo Town for a long time have a projection in this special dream formed by suppressed emotions and desires. They usually hide in the chaotic zone at the edge of the dream brought by that tomb chamber, worshiping the ancient tomb with the tomb keepers and protecting it from being approached by others.

"When the 'Dream Festival' begins, these projections return to the main body, forming complete 'Dream Festival' participants who no longer suppress their own emotions and desires, and those tomb keepers don't know where they go."

Strange... Amandina was very puzzled about the whereabouts of the tomb keepers.

She was therefore a bit worried.

After thinking for a moment, Amandina asked with concern:

"Do I have a projection formed by emotions and desires in this dream?"

Father Cali shook his head:

"No.

"You don't spend enough time in Tizamo Town every year. Even for those who originally formed dream projections, as long as they leave here for long enough and no longer suppress themselves beyond the limit, the corresponding projections will slowly fade until they disappear.

"For those who can stay awake in this dream, the corresponding projections will gradually fade after a period of time.

"But this wakefulness is not absolute wakefulness. After the 'Dream Festival' begins, everyone has a tendency to express their own emotions and desires. Those who can stay awake are the same, but they won't completely lose self-control like those who have merged with their dream self; they can restrain themselves as if in a normal state, only showing it in some details."

Amandina recalled her performance in the two "Dream Festivals" and revealed an expression of sudden realization.

She had originally thought that because this place belonged to a dream, as long as no one died, it was equivalent to a game, which was why she acted more self-centered and wanton than in reality. She hadn't expected this to be the influence brought by the "Dream Festival."

Fortunately, I have always had self-control... Seeing that the things Louis Berry had entrusted to her were mostly asked, and the rest belonged to things Father Cali himself didn't know, Amandina changed the subject:

"You've become a Wraith, yet you still dare to preach and preside over Mass...

"Are you really not worried that God will notice you, descend His wrath, and purify you into ashes?"

Being in the Southern Continent, Amandina knew better than many gentlemen and ladies in Trier what kind of power the Church of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" possessed, and she believed firmly in the existence of the gods.

Moreover, for more than a year, she had also been working hard to collect occult knowledge from Luo Bote and various channels she could reach, knowing that the "Rose School of Thought," the protagonist of various terrifying rumors, was famous for its many Wraiths, and that what Wraiths feared most was sunlight that carried purification.

Father Cali sighed and said:

"I originally had such worries, but Tewanaco told me he had a way to help me hide the power of the 'Wraith.' Unless God personally gazes here, it won't be discovered."

"What way?" Amandina asked curiously.

Father Cali answered truthfully:

"After obtaining supernatural powers by touching the hand of the corpse in the tomb chamber, don't be in a hurry to leave; touch the tomb chamber itself, that is, the black megalith, once more.

"This will cause all the supernatural power on me to be hidden, and the effect can last for more than a year."

It can be done like this? If I touch the black megalith and then touch the hand of that corpse, what will happen? Amandina thought for a moment and asked a question she was quite concerned about:

"How did you seduce Luo Bote?

"Why did he become your lover?"

Amandina looked up, down, left, and right, and didn't feel that Father Cali had anything to attract Luo Bote, except for power.

Is love really blind?

Father Cali was silent for a moment and said:

"I stimulated his desires and dismantled his self-control."

"You didn't show this kind of ability before..." Amandina hadn't noticed Father Cali stimulating anyone's desires just now.

Father Cali's voice was once again tinged with pain:

"I have sinned. I am praying to, praying to the devil Tewanaco spoke of..."

Before Father Cali finished speaking, the entire dream suddenly shook and collapsed inch by inch.

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