World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 147 Light, Thunder, and Trees
"Dangdang!"

Suddenly attacked and caught off guard, Jericho was knocked to the ground by a coyote.

Unlike "Judge" Joshua, Jericho, who did not fuse with Adam Cadmon, is a "Seeker" medium and, like Lin An, is not good at fighting.

Small canine teeth?
The coyote had no time to pay attention to Lin An. The next moment, pure light flew towards her like a javelin, and at the same time, three saintly faces opened their mouths, and a beautiful and holy radiance erected a high wall around Jericho.

"Filling the space, infinitely wide, infinitely deep! My glory dispels the darkness."

The coyote flew backward, landing on an illusionary riverbank for support. She swung her lithe limbs in the water, the splashes of water dissipating the force of the spear and extinguishing the flames burning on her body.

“The Holy Land is everywhere.” The branch lifted the curtain, and she opened her eyes again, her pupils dark. “The Holy Spirit dwells in my heart.”

The light faded, and Jericho clutched his shoulder.

Fresh blood dripped to the ground, emitting a pleasant fragrance. Lin An saw a piece of light, as if it had been cut open, fall from his wound.

It seems Jericho didn't expect the coyotes to not only arrive in time, but also to be so powerful.

Lin An saw the data provided by the system.

[Name]: Coyote
[Rating]: Source Grade B

Radiation level: 21.9%
[Pollution Level]: 47.2%
[Media]: War Emperor
Although Xi Yong gave Thunderbird the item to remove the pollution value, Yelige knew Little Canine Tooth's condition. She had suffered mental trauma and was unable to control the "War Emperor," causing her radiation value to stagnate.

Considering that the Thunderbird converted pollution values ​​into radiation values, Lin An believes that these two types of energy can be converted into each other, such as in the passive sacrifices of natural rituals.

Meanwhile, during the moose's time rewind, the little canine tooth quickly "digested" the War Emperor's level of contamination, reaching a level sufficient to rival Jericho in a short period.

It turns out that I not only saved Little Canine Tooth's life, but also indirectly saved Brother Lei and the others.

No wonder they were so polite to me.

Lin An touched the pipe on his chest as a gift, surrounded by the four local gods, it was as hot as coal, warm and burning.

Having encountered an unexpected attack, Jericho's face, obscured by the light, revealed no expression.

He stomped his feet on the ground.

A mural that could be painted at the end of countless corridors emerges, with rich paint depicting breathtaking golden clouds, and the fragrance of perfume wafting through the air.

A long, winding staircase appears at Jericho's feet, set in groups of ten and inlaid with colorful stones, floating in the air. On either side of it are lush olive trees, swaying lilies, and meaningful plants such as mint and basil.

To his left appeared countless spirits of light, and to his right stood white doves. Jericho seemed to be a flawless mirror between the gods and humans.

The bright red beam of light dimmed everything.

Lin An was stunned when he saw this. He quickly covered his eyes with his hands. He felt two lines of warm blood flowing out of his eyes, which blurred his vision. His head was also throbbing with pain.

Have you seen something beyond your comprehension...?

Lin An quickly closed his eyes, raised his wand, and streams of healing energy flowed into it.

In the darkness, he felt a breeze pass by him, and a rough feather drifted down, covering his burning eyelids and easing some of the burning pain.

"If I and the coyote are at a disadvantage and about to die, it will become hot. You should immediately use it to clear the path on the left, inform the muskrat and the sage, and leave with them."

Thunder conveyed the message, and then the energy fluctuations left the semi-circular "crown" area, as Jericho, Thunderbird, and Coyote burst out of the St. Anilof Foundation building.

"Boom!"

The Foundation employees who were suppressing the riot were drawn to the scene and looked on in shock. Even the out-of-control mystics felt an irresistible pressure from the depths of their souls and stopped what they were doing, staring blankly at the three people crossing in mid-air.

Immediately, blood flowed from the eyes of the onlookers, darkness descended suddenly accompanied by intense dizziness, and screams, shouts, and roars merged into a chaotic tide.

"What are those things? Are they...are they human? How can there be such powerful mystical beings!"

"Ahhh, I can't see anything!"

"Don't look directly at them! Everyone, close your eyes immediately!"

Light and auspicious clouds roamed around, roaring, burning, and colliding with two other colors.

The aftershocks of the battle cleaved the deep sky in two, the "Wailing Wall" shattering like crackling cookies, and a bright moon rose, hanging high in the distant firmament.

The air by the sea carries a cool, tingling sensation that overpowers the smells of the city, bringing with it the scent of spring's growth: tiny buds, tender grass, damp earth, and the fresh aroma of blue-green spring wheat.

The whispers of animals and the chirping of birds came, and all sorts of creatures arrived, like fallen stars, riding the night breeze.

They responded to the little canine's call, combining their power with hers.

The flowering tree burst forth with the phantom images of hundreds of animals, rushing towards Jericho like a raging flood.

"Cuckoo..."

The white dove of the Holy Spirit cried out in unbearable distress, Jehovah's singer shuddered, the mirror tilted, and divine light illuminated the forest and its inhabitants.

Amidst silent wails, steam billowed, and light transformed it into a desert.

“Your efforts will be in vain!” he said, “because your Holy Spirit is already dead!”

Something even more terrifying than natural disasters like hurricanes, thunderstorms, and tsunamis came one after another, exceeding the limits of nature. It was an omnipresent light, like sunlight unblocked by ozone, shooting straight at the little canine tooth.

Suddenly, countless circles appeared, each representing a tribe and each containing the power of the world.

"Boom!" Thunder spread in all directions, and the entire sky echoed with a unified sound. The people in the circle danced and sang melodious hymns.

The wind swirls with the most violent force, birds build their nests in circles, and they share the same religious beliefs.

As long as the grass grows and the water flows, this land belongs to us.

When I look back on my later years from this high mountain,
I can still see the massacred women and children, piled up like mountains.
The bodies were scattered throughout the winding canyon, just as I had seen them when I was young.

Other things died in the bloody mud and were buried in the blizzard.

"Tsk."

The overwhelming destruction and revenge rushed toward Jericho, but he paid no heed. He swung his one arm, now joined together, toward the center of the lightning and thunder, while using his other hand to shield his incomplete body.

"Oh, you poor savages! You must first work for atonement!"

The original flesh and blood appeared and disappeared, weakening the attack of the light. Moreover, Jericho suddenly felt a strong sense of helplessness.

He watched as his energy was shredded and torn apart by the Thunderbird's Ring of Nation, while the flowering tree beside him took the opportunity to droop its verdant branches, casting dappled shadows.

Adam Cadmon's displayed power was different from what was planned.

Jericho's unexpected weakness caused his breathing to become slightly disordered, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Is it because there isn't enough time?
Am I not fully integrated yet?

But its potential has clearly been pushed to its limit and it can't go any further... What's going on?

After struggling for a while, Jericho tried to uproot the extensions of the flowering tree, but they remained motionless, stubbornly eroding the light.

Finally, he stopped, death leaping in his eyes.

The grass began to wither, and the leaves, like blue-green wrinkles, quickly fell from the night sky.

The flowering tree returns to its seed, which the coyote seizes in its jaws, holding a thousand kinds of animals and plants in its mouth, before retreating to the side to avoid its wrath.

After using his mystical spell, Jericho paused, but the singing ring of the people gave him no chance to catch his breath, collapsing towards him, the shadows surging and spreading towards the light.

Even in a gentle breeze, you can hear the sound of the poplar trees.

"Crack!"

Jericho saw a crack appear on the flawless mirror, which shattered directly from his body to his mind.

Resisting the attack, the well-mannered president couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

Damn it, where did I go wrong?
Or perhaps there was a problem with the calculations made by our ancestors?

Otherwise, even without the three sacrificial offerings, the original human created from the Tree of Life was 95% complete and shouldn't be so "incomplete"!
They couldn't even suppress two source-level beings!
Taking a deep breath, Jericho's chaotic emotions evaporated like dew, returning him to a state of calm and detachment, like an AI.

No, we have to stop.

When Lin An, who was left in the "Crown" area, recovered his senses, the battle between the three had entered a heated phase. He raised the Thunderbird's Eagle Feather and looked up through the gap.

The colors shimmered and sparkled, illuminating the clear night sky—green and red, yellow and brown.

"Boom!"

Another thunderous roar, enormous wings flapped, and an eagle-shaped black dot swooped down from the clouds, burning fiercely like a meteor, its entire body shimmering with dazzling colors.

A creature that is half fox and half wolf embraces the "Tree of Life" belonging to another faith, and fights side by side with the ring of the nation.

The lonely round mirror has long lost its former elegance and spontaneity. It flickers like a heart, breathing in and out, desperately trying to release light, yet revealing its own imperfections and incompleteness.

Bird brother, dog sister, keep it up!

Lin An put the eagle feather away and placed it in his pocket.

It is actually an arrow containing 0.5% of the Thunderbird's radiation.

The system's data shows that the Eagle Feather's mysterious name is the [Holy Bow], which can be thrown at enemies as a "hidden weapon," dealing damage equivalent to a Thunderbird's attack.

Thunderbird said that if its surface gets hot, it means the situation is not optimistic, but fortunately its skin is currently cool.

Moreover, based on visual observation, Jericho appears to be at a disadvantage against the combined forces of the two native gods.

What Lin An himself didn't know was that Yelige's failure was actually inextricably linked to him.

In the time fragments of the moose's retrospection, Lin An, through observation, extracted the three "Lady with the Lamp" mediums from the Shroud of Turin, causing Jericho to be unable to unleash his original power at this moment.

Accompanied by the reflection of light in the sky above San Francisco, the crisp chirping, and the thunderous sound of wings, Lin An walked towards the place where Yelig had just been injured.

A piece of the Shroud of Turin, torn from Adam Cadmon's body, fell to the ground, surrounded by a bright light, like a pure and flawless piece of jade, without any hint of eeriness or horror.

Lin An even smelled a pleasant fragrance.

It is the flesh and blood of the original humans.

Lin An reversed the wand and used the snake's head to hook the "glitter" over, a thought flashing through his mind.

"System, use [The Art of Transcendence]."

(End of this chapter)