Chapter 1096

The seventeen-year-old girl looked at the lighthouse in the wind and snow:

"Xia De, I'm afraid we won't be able to get much help in a while. Most of the thirteen-tier warlocks of the church should head to the other three ritual locations."

"It doesn't matter, isn't it the same as before?"

Xia De said with a smile. Iluna nodded and walked with Xia De toward the small path in the snow on the right.

Moving forward in the fog against the wind and snow, ghouls with mushrooms and activated bloody vines blocked the road, but they were all cleared away quickly. The battle in the east of the island seemed to have begun, but only a few light spots could be seen entangled in the air in the fog. So far, no one had used large-scale miracles like the Language of Sublimation on this island. It seemed that the church's landing team's current actions were also conservative.

And just in front of that old manor that had been abandoned for a hundred years, Xia De and Iluna finally encountered the first ring warlock on the island.

From afar, they saw a figure standing in front of the manor, which was locked by chains and looked like a haunted house in the middle of the night. After getting closer, they saw that it was a middle-aged man carrying a kerosene lamp and wearing a snow-proof cloak.

He was dressed quite elegantly, with white gloves and shiny leather shoes, looking not like an outfit that would appear in the great swamp.

And after the two sides met, the first sentence Xia De said was:

"You wouldn't have been standing here for several hours just to wait for us, would you?"

He signaled Iluna to stop, and then said quite sympathetically:

"The current outdoor temperature is much lower than the freezing point."

"Thanks for your concern, the clothes I'm wearing have been treated with alchemy, and I've only been standing for half an hour. The lady from the Truth Society said that the church and other ring warlocks would arrive on the island before midnight, less than five percent."

The man said in a light tone, and what he said sounded like Miss Pawo's words.

"We are ring warlocks of the Sun Church."

Xia De introduced himself, and then asked this quite gentle gentleman:

"I don't know if you are..."

"Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society."

He blinked his blue eyes, let out a long breath, and stomped his foot, letting the snow on the side of his leather shoes fall off:

"For the enlightenment of the Chosen, the president and the Truth Society have carried out a certain degree of cooperation. We drew lots to decide who would come to this ghostly place to participate in the action, and then I was abandoned by probability."

The man said helplessly. His Karssenrik accent was not standard, sounding like the accent of northern Delarion.

"Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society" belonged to an illegal evil cult organization, believing in the evil god "Great Demon of Probability." Of course, this was the modern name. Its more widely circulated name was "God of Misfortune," possessing the power to make everything evolve in a worse direction, and was a quite famous evil god.

This evil cult organization was quite hostile to the "Prophet Association." Of course, in the Fifth Era, it was also almost one of the most powerful evil cult groups. But after entering the Sixth Era, with the growth of the Five Gods Church, the scale of the "Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society" continued to shrink. After the Prophet Association became stronger and stronger in recent centuries relying on Tarot cards, the "Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society" declined even more, and gradually transformed from an organization that spread misfortune and sowed misfortune into a group that studied probability and manipulated fate.

Its members now mostly cover their ring warlock identities with the status of mathematicians. Therefore, although the scale has become smaller, they have also successfully achieved a certain degree of eliteization. Sylvia's "Number Divination" was partly from this group, and her teacher had a certain grudge against the "Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society" in the past.

"I'm actually not good at fighting."

The man bent down to put down the kerosene lamp in his hand, took off his gloves and looked at the two people in the snow:

"But since I've accepted the mission, I can't just let you pass. How about this, let's discuss it, no one should make a lethal move. If you win, I will be seriously injured and fall here and stop blocking you; if I win, you will be seriously injured and flee, and I won't pursue you either, how about that?"

He said it very sincerely, but Xia De would not easily believe the words of this seven-tier or eight-tier warlock:

"Of course, that's good."

He said with a smile:

"However, we don't have much time left, so please be careful."

He blocked in front of Iluna. The 【Night Watcher】 was glowing slightly because of the vibration of spirit. The man opposite looked at the sword hesitantly:

"A bit familiar."

Suddenly discovering that the sword had disappeared into the snow, he looked up and saw the man also disappeared, and his eyes met Iluna's eyes—

"Balance!"

The power of the eight-tier warlock was suppressed to five tiers in an instant, but this was not the worst, because Xia De had already appeared behind him, and the 【Night Watcher】 pierced directly into his right chest.

"Sneak attacks are not a good habit."

The man pierced through the chest by the long sword grabbed the sword body that had passed through his chest with both hands, and then his head rotated 180 degrees backward to look at Xia De:

"That young girl, wouldn't she be the Chosen of the Sun Church? I actually encountered the worst situation? I knew I shouldn't have gone out this winter."

On the face that had turned to the back, both eyes emitted blue light. The number 5 appeared in the left eye, and a pattern similar to a question mark appeared in the right eye:

"I am only equivalent to five tiers now, but what is your situation?"

His body turned into a pile of rotten wood in the snow. While his true form appeared twenty meters to Xia De's left, Iluna's sunlight spear had already followed closely.

The eight-tier warlock's life ring appeared in the wind and snow. Because it was suppressed by the power of "Balance," a small half of the spirit runes on the entire life ring were dim, and the steam gushing out was only a thin piece.

Enlightenment - 【Survivor】 flickered with spiritual light. Under the influence of an unknown miracle, the sunlight spear that should have hit the target actually shattered a large rock beside him. Iluna's sunlight spear misjudged the enemy's landing point.

"Probability is interesting, isn't it?"

The man said with a smile, supporting the ground to stand up, and touched the bloodstain on his cheek caused by the splashing gravel. The life ring behind him rotated slowly. Profanity 【Corpse】, Whisper 【Call】, Enlightenment 【Story】 resonated, and three spirit runes constructed a miracle:

"Contact Bone Snow Corpse!"

Rolling black fog gushed out from the center of his brass wheel ring, until it completely filled the hole in the center of the life ring. A rotten giant hand reached out from the black fog. The invisible pressure made Xia De and Iluna frown:

"Projection of an abyssal evil object?"

Iluna also revealed her own life ring. The brass wheel ring turned into a golden balance and floated behind her. She reached out to catch the 【Night Watcher】 thrown by Xia De, and shook the holy bell on her waist with her left hand.

Ding-dang~

While the crisp bell sound echoed in the snowy night, her right hand gripped the silver sword's body. Golden thunder jumped along the sword body. While the rune 【My Heart is Clear, Sword Slashes Demons】 flickered with light, the 【Night Watcher】 turned into a thunder spear as dazzling as the sun:

"Sunlight Spear!"

The exploding thunder was thrown from her hand. The long spear containing the radiance of the sun and the thunderbolt pierced through the terrifying undead that reached out its right hand from the black fog in the center of the life ring. While the bone fragments carrying the curse flew toward the surroundings, the sunlight spear pierced through the layer of black fog representing the space connection like a hot knife through butter.

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the life ring. The backlash of the failed spell casting made the man spit out a mouthful of blood. And before he could fall, five holy silver light rings flew over:

"Light of Imprisonment!"

One bound his hands, two bound his legs, and the remaining two bound his arms and body.

When he fell into the snow, the life ring behind him had already disappeared due to the effect of the miracle 【Light of Imprisonment】. Snow fell on the man's body. The backlash of the spell casting being forcibly interrupted made his face have an abnormal flush:

"Don't kill me! We agreed, otherwise I will use my Language of Sublimation 【Wind and Snow Blow Over the Ancient Mountain Peak】 to perish with you!"

He tried to squirm in the snow, and shouted loudly, and added before Xia De and Iluna took further action:

"I have a wallet on me, 100 Kroner, you can take it."

Hearing this, Xia De couldn't help but reveal a smile. Iluna still had thunder jumping on her right hand. She didn't relax her vigilance. After leading the horse to Xia De's side, she asked:

"How to deal with him?"

Actually, it was whether to kill him. Although he performed very kindly, he was after all an evil cultist.

"I don't want your money. We are church ring warlocks, not robbers. Now answer me a few questions, who came up with the plan to set up multiple ritual locations on the island?"

Xia De didn't ask if this plan was true.

"Chosen Leikins Prishia, the lady from the Truth Society trusts his wisdom very much. This is indeed a very good plan. The church will not let the Pantanal Voodoo Cult unseal those terrifying things for the sake of the Chosen, and once they choose to act separately, the difficulty of the Chosen ritual will be greatly reduced... He knows the church very well."

The answer came from the snow.

Xia De raised his eyebrows, while Iluna hummed and also asked:

"How many people are on the island now? How many people did you leave for the so-called 'watching the ceremony'?"

"There aren't many people around Leikins Prishia. He has knowledge and power. The path you move forward is destined not to be smooth. As for the ring warlocks at the other three ritual locations, there are quite a few. The eleven high-tier warlocks of the Pantanal Voodoo Cult itself, the Truth Society sent nine high-tier professors this time, and there are also high-tier warlocks from other organizations. Scattered together, there are also more than a dozen..."

The ring warlock of the "Ten Thousand Numbers Return to One Society" gave an answer in his strange-accented Karssenrik language, but did not continue:

"Although I surrendered to you, giving these answers is enough for my ransom. Next, I won't give any answers, but I think our deal should have been reached. You won't kill me, will you?"

"I actually have some questions."

Although he was unwilling to answer, this did not mean that Xia De could not ask the questions in other ways. But when he approached the man, he found that the man had already stopped breathing in the snow.

He bent down and checked:

"This is the first time I've seen such a realistic ice sculpture."

Using 【Chain of Sins】 to take back the long sword stuck in the snow, Xia De slashed and shattered the ice sculpture:

"Ran really fast."

"He probably didn't intend to fight us from the beginning."

Iluna said, and prepared to set off again with Xia De. The seventeen-year-old girl's voice was very calm:

"Ambitionists long to achieve themselves through the Chosen's epic, but there are also many people who are forced to be involved in it. I am not saying that the evil cultist is innocent, but there will always be people who are forced to be involved in the vortex of fate."

"As the Chosen appear one by one, sooner or later the entire material world will be involved in it."

Xia De sighed, looking up at the lighthouse that was getting closer and closer:

"This time, I'm afraid it won't be the most dangerous Chosen ritual either."