World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 113 Wrestling with Mount Sinai

Today is a really good day.

Lin An thought to himself.

Not only them, but the Dawn Society also happened to be preparing to seize the Thunderbird.

Hill wasn't the only member of the inspection team. Apart from the self-destructive Efron Ruben, at least four others remained at headquarters, and they have likely been carrying out their own operations during this time.

The Dawn Association was not affiliated with the St. Anilov Foundation headquarters, and without the secret support of the cabinet, they would not even have the right to interfere in the foundation's work.

If the Thunderbirds are allowed to remain in Rasmedos City, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable for the Dawn Association.

“Those are…” Lin An pointed to the Dawn Society members using lockpicking tools, “Warlock, are we supposed to break through their defenses and get into the secret room?”

“I only need one job,” Evancia replied calmly, “and this incident doesn’t count.”

Which one?

“Collect your payment.” Evancia walked back to the elevator with a cold demeanor. “See you in five minutes.”

Their voices attracted the attention of the Dawn Society. The group turned around abruptly and saw a young man with black hair appear at the end of the elevator.

"The inspectors' lackeys..."

This is one of the two association "knights" following Lin An's team.

"Knight, do you still recognize me?"

"Ok?"

The knight was taken aback, not expecting Lin An to reveal his identity so directly. Before the others could negotiate, the young man suddenly rushed towards them.

Because "White Dove" didn't need to be activated manually, it was forcibly connected by Hill, and a soft, seductive voice came through.

“Honey, you’ve arrived at your destination safely. Leave the rest to me. Just follow my instructions step by step.” Her laughter was cheerful. “Otherwise, you might lose your life.”

"What to do now?"

"Rush over."

Lin An then charged toward the Dawn Association members. Beside him, a sharp weapon was drawn, emitting a low, hissing sound as it swept in all directions, disappearing as blood splattered.

"Pfft!"

It was clearly Hill's energy.

A member of the Dawn Society fell backward, blood gushing from his chest seeping into the soft carpet of the casino, staining the embroidered fabric a deep crimson.

"These are the duties a wife must fulfill for her husband: to help him with his work, support his career, and manage his household... Even if she brings him a hundred servants, she must still force herself to work, because laziness leads to immorality."

On the other side of the "White Dove" ship, Lin An heard Hill repeating softly, his mind racing with thoughts.

After I married her, I became a rabbi, and she lent me her power to "help" me in my work of eradicating heretics.

In other words, no matter where I am, Hill can use me as the central medium to remotely cast mystical spells.

So this is how marriage law is used!
If the holder is male, the power of the law might be altered?

Moreover, although she couldn't see MGM's surveillance, her predictable remark proved that Hill was sharing my senses in some way.

It should only be visual, otherwise...

"Traitor, you've been hiding your true strength!"

Before Lin An could think further, the knights reacted and sprang into action, their figures like arrows released from a bow, each holding a weapon condensed from energy, its tip aimed directly at Lin An's vitals.

"Leave them alone!"

As soon as Hill finished speaking, Lin An raised his arms, and an unseen force emerged from behind, colliding with the knight's weapon. Invisible sparks flew, and energy rippled outwards.

"when!"

The knight misdirected his strength, and a sharp chill swept across Lin An's face, raising goosebumps.

It feels like a longsword.

Good heavens, you really are medieval knights!
Without the system's assistance, Lin An lacked the "Comers" vision and could only sense the energy swirling around him. The Dawn Association and Mount Sinai used him as their arena for a fierce battle.

The collision of even more energies shattered the secrecy of the MGM Grand Hotel's underground secrets.

"Splash, splash—!"

The ocean-like power radiated outwards from Lin An, and apart from the two knights, no one else could get close. They could only try to avoid the aftershocks of the battlefield while continuing to pick locks.

Although he couldn't see the specifics, Lin An had been able to discern many clues, even from something intangible, since his life-or-death battle with Efron.

Hill's attacks were not as bloody as Efron's, nor as efficient and powerful. Perhaps because Lin An's transmission had decreased significantly, the two Dawn Association knights were chased and beaten badly by her, but they could not be killed instantly in a short time.

If it were Efron, these people would have been dead on the spot by now.

Lin An sensed their every movement, every breath, and the changes in the wind around them, calculating their abilities and approximate radiation levels.

Hill's energy was like countless hands reaching out from behind Lin An, each holding a cold weapon, creating carnage centered around him. These hands would sometimes throw the weapons, but their overall direction could not deviate from Lin An's main body, and their free movement was very limited.

If the system were still around, Lin An would probably see himself as a thousand-armed Guanyin.

"Well!"

In another clash, a knight was sent flying backward, crashing hard into the solid wall of the MGM Grand Hotel, his shoulder ripped open with a bloody gash.

Hill smiled slightly behind the "white dove" and gave instructions to Lin An.

"Catch up."

Lin An took a deep breath and carefully planned his route forward.

"Don't think about it!"

Another knight rushed over, seemingly using a mysterious spell. His face suddenly turned deathly pale, but his aura increased several levels, and his sharp, tilted blade slashed towards Lin An's back.

"No need to hide, he can't catch up." The wind howled past, and a piercing noise rang in Hill's ears.

"Communication equipment! -- Damn it, you piece of junk!"

As she saw the knight approaching, Lin An, unable to bear the fear any longer, instinctively stopped in her tracks and tried to dodge to the left, which played right into the knight's hands.

A violent storm of attacks struck.

Hill's radiation level wasn't high enough to withstand the enhanced attack. Two of his "Supporting Hands" were severed, and the blade deviated from its direction, cutting off half of Lin An's ear.

"Buzzing—"

Before the pain of his flesh being shredded could reach his brain, a buzzing sound like bees entered Lin An's burning left ear, and he instantly lost his balance, as if he were on a rocking sailboat, swaying back and forth.

As the flesh and blood shed, the dark communication device also fell out.

Turning the wand, the healing energy slowly healed the flesh and blood, which wriggled and returned to normal. Taking the opportunity, Lin An removed the only remaining communication device from beside his ear, held it in his palm, and whispered a secret message to the knight who was passing by.

“Abyssus abyssum invocat (The sea calls to the sea).”

The knight was taken aback. In the blink of an eye, Lin An put the device back on and obediently listened to Hill's next instructions.

"Turn to the left."

Hill was oblivious to the earlier commotion and continued to issue commands like a queen. Unfortunately, the wounded knight dragged his heavily injured body back to his feet, depriving her of the chance to finish him off.

Sure enough, the "judge" couldn't hear me.

Otherwise, Hill wouldn't have needed to specifically activate "White Dove," ostensibly to guide my actions, but actually as a form of eavesdropping and intelligence control. Lin An thought to himself.

Upon first seeing the Dawn Association, before the "White Dove" could even connect, Lin An's first words were a test of Hill's "hearing." If she heard these ambiguous words, she would definitely react in the communication.

For example, he taught Lin An not to reveal his identity, so as to prevent the Dawn Association from finding any clues about the supervisory team's involvement.

Having confirmed that she was only able to see far and wide, not hear far and wide, Lin An destroyed one of her ears and then swiftly removed the "white dove" from the other ear to deliver the message to the knight.

This Latin phrase comes from the Psalms and is a prayer.

The pagans questioned the existence of the believers' God, so they knelt and prayed, claiming that no matter how much oppression they suffered from enemies, their faith would remain as firm as a rock.

"When your tornado roars, the sea calls to the sea, and all living things know of your existence; the great waves of the Kingdom of God have overwhelmed me. You show me mercy by day and your songs are with me by night."

The gist of the scripture is: The road ahead is fraught with peril, but I have never betrayed my faith.

As a member of the Dawn Society, the knight was already familiar with the poems by heart. After a moment's thought, he began to understand the logic behind Lin An's strange actions.

After figuring it out, the knights communicated in hushed tones using their communication devices. Gradually, everyone began to observe Lin An, tentatively cooperating with his illogical actions, until they finally found the right rhythm.

On the other side of the "White Dove," Hill couldn't help but frown.

"How are the foundation's facilities?"

"I almost lost an ear just now. Those guys probably realized I was communicating with you and aimed for my ear to try and break our connection," Lin An said, panting heavily.

"Didn't I tell you to go for it? A man who doesn't listen to advice will lower my opinion of him, honey."

"Deacon Catherine, rest assured, I guarantee I will complete the mission and gain the approval of the inspection team!"

Listening to the other person's naive words, Hill shook his head, his tone becoming less gentle and more perfunctory and commanding.

Little did they know that Lin An would also shake his head.

You crushed half of that knight's ribs; how could he possibly regain his mobility so quickly?

Since Hill can only see what I see...

Without leaving a trace, he reached for the wand at his waist. Brownish-yellow energy crept into Lin An's eyes, and desire and delusion slowly invaded the cold, smoke-filled corridor.

A slight smile curved his lips.

I think I've figured out the secret to this marriage, honey.

…………

Evancia leaned against the wall in the elevator, concealing the torn pages of her notebook against her wrist in a discreet, cheating manner, and peering at the back of the note in the dim light.

The text above asks, "Is this information enough to exchange for a few stacks of chips?"
"cut."

Evensia gave a cold laugh, and the torn page slid down her skin and into some pocket on her body.

Hearing the noise outside subside, she opened the elevator door, and a faint smell of blood wafted out. Evancia glanced at the Dawn Association members lying haphazardly in surprise.

"Knock knock."

Lin An urged her to hurry into Thunderbird's room, and Evancia followed, bypassing the limbs on the ground.

"Bang..."

The door is closed.

The hanging crystal chandeliers are arranged in an oval shape around the ceiling, their bright light dazzling to the eyes. The floor is covered with a magnificent and luxurious carpet that is incredibly soft to the touch.

The central round table was temporarily moved aside and replaced by stacks of soft chairs that usually housed the powerful and wealthy. In its place stood a huge, brightly colored wooden sculpture, its exquisite carvings and decorations exuding the exotic charm of another civilization.

The wind created by the two people coming and going caused the beautiful eagle feathers on both sides of the wooden carving to tremble slightly.

Origin-level mystery...

Evancia was itching with desire, wishing she were the owner of the Thunderbird.

"Phew, we've finally arrived."

Hearing Lin An's voice, Evensia turned her head and saw him walking towards Thunderbird while chatting with her without turning his head.

"Historically, this room has always been a neutral venue, the only place MGM can breathe. Currently, apart from my own eyes, there are no more security cameras. How about we take a gamble, senior?"

Thank you to Langlilanga and Jixian Diaoling for the monthly tickets, and thank you to everyone for the recommendation tickets and subscriptions.
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