World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 100 Whispers of Fate

Since his private conversation with Mrs. Ava, she seemed to have a firm grasp of the situation, which made Lin An feel inexplicably uneasy.

"I never expected that the person who killed me wasn't the legendary Efron Ruben."

Mrs. Ava took off the ring on her finger; it was a miniature blind watch. She stroked the raised time on it.

Not only did he foresee his death, but he also knew Efron?
Lin An became increasingly confused by the old man, and a strong sixth sense told him to give up.

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"

Mrs. Ava's watch beeped loudly, reminding the two that it was now the hour.

Lin An frowned. He had finally encountered someone who possessed a great deal of knowledge about "Commerx," and he was truly unwilling to give up the opportunity to ask further questions.

Ignore her nagging and just focus on asking her questions.

“Let’s continue with the topic of ‘seekers of knowledge.’ What do you mean by ‘actively improving ratings’?” he asked.

Mrs. Ava blinked her lifeless eyes: "You don't seem to understand the situation. Now it's not you interrogating me, but me telling you my last words."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Lin An hooked his finger, and the wooden bow formed from energy was ready to be released, just waiting for his thought.

“At my age, death is inevitable. Besides, I have long known that I will die soon, today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... In short, I will not escape being killed by Efron or you. I only hope that before I die, I can leave something behind in the world.”

The calculation was so accurate...

It's as if they've seen through the origin and course of the river of time.

Are mystical arts of the supernatural level really that ruthless?
Lin An's eye twitched: "Brother Tongzi, are you sure your data is accurate?"

The system didn't respond, but instead stuck another green panel on Mrs. Ava's forehead, coldly displaying her information.

The old woman then said in a soothing voice, "Young man, of course we can continue with the topic of 'seekers of knowledge,' since you seem so interested in it."

"Um……"

Unconsciously, Lin An placed his fingers on the side of the wooden bow and pointed the arrow at her heart.

"Boom!"

The blind Mrs. Ava, with her hands folded gracefully on her knees, continued speaking through the soul megaphone at the round table.

"The conclusion I just reached was actually based on an ancient prophecy about the 'seeker of knowledge' that my family had collected."

"What is the content?"

“My people, listen to my teachings; hear the words of my mouth. I will speak the things hidden in antiquity.”

Mrs. Ava's voice became faint and ethereal.

“I saw in a vision at night that before me was a man who had received all the knowledge of magic; he approached the Ancient One and was given authority, glory and supreme power; and so people of all nations and languages ​​worshiped him.”

"His authority is an eternal authority, which will never be abolished; his kingdom will never be destroyed. On that day, with him at the center, the banner and glory of all people will be immortal."

It is truly a cryptic and ambiguous prophecy.

Lin An was somewhat moved, but at the same time, he felt a strange unease that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

It seems to mean that when the next "Comerth" arrives, a "seeker" will have collected all the important mystical knowledge in the world and, as recorded in ancient books, will "be with the gods," so that the revelry in another world will never end.

As Moose once said, my state will not change over time... Is this a characteristic of a source-level "seeker of knowledge"?
Does the prophecy mean that once I, or other "seekers of knowledge," have gathered all the occult knowledge, the orbit of "Comers" will never have to leave the range of Titan?
Where did this prophecy come from?

"I don't know."

"You must be joking, old lady." Lin An breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. "Things that are incomplete and without a clear beginning or end cannot be used as information."

"Prophecy is itself a form of faith. Young man, we are a species with souls, destined to have no reason not to worship in this life. Everyone has faith; what we can choose is what to worship."

The hoarse voice grew louder and more ethereal, as if it filled all directions.

"Perhaps it's some kind of spiritual embodiment—a savior, the Holy Spirit, the supreme God, or some inviolable moral principles, such as bloodline and humanism. Money, power, and desire can become faith—you can even worship your body, your voice, and your sexual charm."

All the mysterious objects floated up without anyone noticing. Lady Ava, draped in a golden cloak, tapped her fingers like mallets on a psychic board inscribed with intricate characters, and a chilling blue light slowly rose from it.

"As a 'seeker of knowledge,' what do you think this prophecy represents? Is there a necessary connection between it and what you are doing? Does it provide you with a metaphor for seeing the future trend?"

"what?"

Before Lin An could refute it, the system's shrill announcement echoed in his mind.

"You believe that the results of divination and prophecy will come true, and your trust in good fortune has attracted one exceptional 'prophet'."

"Due to the radiation from the 'pre-dark house,' your pollution level has increased by 2%."

"Your divination and oral results will be taken as truth, and your casual remarks about good fortune have attracted the outstanding 'fortune teller' x1."

"Due to the radiation from the 'Yuyanjia' vent, your pollution level has increased by 2%."

"You..."

"Because of the 'prophet'..."

I didn't believe it!

But did my subconscious, the so-called "system," actually believe it? A sense of unease washed over Lin An, and he quickly pulled his attention back.

"Click!"

The floating mystical objects, such as the Soul Slab, Séance Tablet, Soul Horn, Spirit Communication Board, and Spirit Cabinet, all shattered. These objects, which had been created by repeatedly depleting Lady Ava's radiation levels, were now fully charged with energy and finally fell to the ground.

At the same time, Lin An bit his tongue, drew the bowstring taut, and the arrow shot out with a "whoosh," hitting Lady Ava squarely in the chest.

"Pfft!"

The system frantically prompted him to stop. Lin An, panting heavily, stared intently at the woman in front of him.

"That nonsensical prophecy was just something you made up, wasn't it?"

"As expected, I guessed right. Someone using the 'Nature Ritual' mystical art, yet behaving unlike someone who uses that medium... there's only one possibility: the Seeker of Knowledge."

Despite being shot by an arrow, Lady Ava showed no sign of panic. She picked up her wine glass again and brought it to her lips, spitting out the blood that welled up from deep in her throat.

"The only miscalculation was that your rating was higher than I imagined. Otherwise, I would have had another one to die with me."

From the moment she was taken control, Madam Ava began to scheme, taking advantage of Lin An's curiosity.

A mix of true and false information swirled in her words, captivating Lin An's interest in a logical yet unexpected way. Finally, when his trust in her reached its peak, Lady Ava activated all the mysterious items and uttered the enigmatic prophecy.

At that moment, she seemed to descend from the clouds, as undeniably as the goddess of fate, Norn.

If Lin An hadn't been a B-level mystery with an extremely high upper limit for pollution levels and hadn't accumulated much pollution himself, thus managing to survive this phase of the "prophet's" relentless bombardment, anyone else would probably have lost their mind in that instant!

The perfect combination of mystical arts, mysterious items, and the family's century-old accumulated knowledge has such power!
After figuring everything out, Lin An was still shaken.

No wonder Mrs. Ava kept confirming whether I was a "prophet" and subtly questioned my medium!

Everything she did was merely to cooperate with the demon's ability to mimic, to utter that final, dubious "prophecy," and to shake my thinking!

Because as soon as I develop faith in destiny, "prophetic" mediums will swarm in!

Lin An took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all his chaotic thoughts, and once again drew his bow and aimed at Lady Ava's brow.

"Judging from your reaction, I can tell that all those psychological suggestions I gave you weren't wasted—you believed them!"

Mrs. Ava coughed a few times, clutching the deep wound in her abdomen to stop the internal organs from flowing out.

"You actually believed it! You believed I used divination to determine the name Efron Ruben! You still think I'm some kind of mythical mystic, right?"

"..."

Lin An remained silent.

"This is the last deal I made with the branch leader. I gave him the chance to completely eradicate the 'Séance,' and he will forever conceal my true rating. After all, how could a wanted criminal who caused so many deaths be classified as a 'mystery story'?"

"Did she gather believers and then have the branch leader leak information about the gathering place to Efron?" Lin Anxin wondered.

"That way, in order to submit a more 'logical' report, I won't be recorded as a ghost story!" Mrs. Ava said cheerfully. "Coincidentally, Efron Ruben also needs a death sacrifice, so isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

It turns out that Lady Ava did indeed make a pact with Efron through the branch leader: she would provide the meeting place for each séance and use a pendulum to summon believers from the vicinity, while Efron would be responsible for the massacre, ultimately pinning all the deaths on Lady Ava.

This was certainly beneficial to Efron, but because he felt used, he avoided thinking about it. A strong sense of hatred overwhelmed his thoughts and echoed in Lin An's heart.

"You want to say, 'But you're still a ghost story, nothing has changed.' But isn't being a medium just a form of self-deception?"

The blind old man chuckled strangely.

"Anyway, those believers have no other spiritual support besides the Séance! I might as well use my last bit of energy to put an end to my, our, and the Séance's century-old reputation! I have dedicated my life to the occult, why can't they!"

The next moment, Lin An released his fingers, and the arrow flew out with a whoosh.

"Woo!"

Hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Mrs. Ava opened her arms, her expression serene.

"Forgive this poor old woman, I just don't want to... die in obscurity."

Looking at the peacefully positioned corpse, Lin An frowned deeply.

Fortunately, she's a ghost story.

If you ever encounter a mysterious person with a prophetic medium again, no matter how tempting the information they possess may be, you must never say another word to them!
"Entry [Solomon King d72 Pillar Desert God V: Zongcang Evil Mouth], Er obtained the following: 'Yuyan Family' x9, 'War Emperor' x3, 'Truth Blade' x3, 'God of Agriculture' x2, 'Desire' x1, 'Illusion Family' x1."

Old man, you dropped a lot of gold coins.

As all the noise subsided, Lin An was about to check Madam Ava's data panel when the white mark on his forehead suddenly began to feel slightly hot.

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively.

"Brother Tong, are you alright?"

"Hehehehe..." The system let out a chilling, distorted laugh.

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