World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 165 The Dream of Domondo

Is he... a ghost?
Deval was immediately shocked; this was the legendary figure from Dietrich that the lord had mentioned!

Beta-004 of the Foundation was a dangerous wanted criminal who possessed the ability to shatter souls. What's worse, no one ever knew who he really was!

It's one thing if the Foundation can't find out, but even the witch of the Free Mystic faction, Bavomet, and that person know nothing about the ghost's name, origin, or identity.

This means that this person does not belong to any existing ancient family or mystical faction!
Moreover, according to records, this person mastered the power of the "Commerx" law very quickly and skillfully, without receiving any guidance from anyone, and his rating is probably quite high.

In fact, when that person discovered that Deval possessed the mysterious magic that could influence souls, he took the initiative twice, creating two cases of intimidation against the Foundation, subjectively inducing them to equate Deval's subsequent actions with the "ghost".

In other words, the person who initially impersonated the ghost was Doris, and later Deval.

This move was intended both to intimidate the St. Anilof Foundation and to draw out the true nature of this ghost.

The man told Deval that if he encountered the person he had impersonated, he should notify him immediately.

Unexpectedly, the other party remained remarkably calm. Even though their title had been taken by the imitator, they maintained an indifferent and carefree attitude, neither revealing their identity nor taking any action to stop it.

From that point on, the real ghosts completely disappeared from Dietrich and even from Michigan.

Deval never dreamed that the legendary "Ghost" would be such a young man!

Deval desperately wanted to inform that great man of this news, but he was firmly bound by the commandments of light and could not even move a finger.

That's how he understood.

How could a ghost be an employee of the foundation?!
No wonder he didn't care how many people I was planning to kill!
For this capricious and mysterious individual, even if the entire city of Dietrich were turned into a sea of ​​blood, he wouldn't bother to glance at it if there was nothing that interested him!
Deval thought Lin An was hesitant to make a move, but now that he recalled it, Ghost was able to subdue him with a single move, and he remained calm in the face of the attack of seven mental portraits. His composure came from the ease with which he played with the cat and mouse.

Not only does it understand mystical arts related to the soul, but it can also formulate precepts and manipulate metal... Just how many kinds of mystical arts does the ghost master?

So, all along I've been acting as a substitute for such an unfathomable being?
At the same time, Lin An felt even worse.

He initially thought that Unit 2 was incredibly powerful, but upon closer inspection, he found that not only was its character and mindset extremely childish, but its mystery rating was only Legendary E-level, and it just happened to possess some rather hidden Southern Continent witchcraft.

You think you're worthy of being an Alpha-level expert alongside Lei Zige?
Doris Wood, do you have a problem with me?
However, glancing at Deval's terrified expression, Lin An concluded that Doris didn't know that the [Ghost] was him, and might even be trying to lure out the real one with a poor imitation.

Unfortunately, her plan failed because Lin An was away on a business trip while Deval was causing trouble in Dietrich and had no chance to crack down on counterfeit and shoddy products.

Having confirmed this intelligence, Lin An prepared to officially say goodbye to Unit 2.

Now all that's needed is a grand funeral to bury the alias "Ghost" forever at the University of Ann Arbor.

“Deval, you did it for me…”

Lin An had just sent a message to Barry when a trembling voice came from the side. Sang Sang, who had just been slapped away by Deval, stood up shakily.

"Sancher! Help me!"

Deval shouted, but the other party was oblivious. Only then did he realize that as long as he was trapped in this pentagram, only Lin An could hear his voice.

He could only gaze silently at Sangsang, who returned his gaze with tearful eyes.

“I thought you’d gone astray, but I never imagined you’d even killed someone…” Sangsang’s tone was full of disappointment and complexity. “I knew before that you were addicted to entertainment and alcohol for some reason, and I could help you get out of that situation, but you can’t…”

“This is all for you, Sancher!” Deval couldn’t help but retort angrily. “If I didn’t love you, how could I have become this inhuman creature! Damn it, you’re responsible!”

"There are things in this world that can't be undone, Deval..."

Sang Sang placed one hand on the railing at the edge of the rooftop, weighing her movements with her elbow. Upon seeing this, Deval panicked and broke out in a cold sweat.

"What do you want to do? No, no! I was just joking!"

However, his voice was blocked by the "judge's" commandments and could not be transmitted. He could only watch as Sangsang made a secret farewell gesture between the two of them and jumped off the rooftop.

Let's reunite with Orisa!

"Sang Sang—!"

Deval widened his eyes to their maximum, so much so that two streams of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, mingling with his tears.

Lin An didn't stop him; it was just a matter of jumping off a building.

Such a height is not fatal; at most, it would cause hemiplegia. Such a mortal wound is utterly insignificant compared to the powerful healing abilities of the Philosopher's Stone.

But this was clearly a fatal blow to Deval, like a world collapsing.

He knelt down, his back hunched, in the candlelight that filled the ground, curled up in a ball, and remained silent for a long time. After some unknown mental journey, he suddenly began to mutter to himself in a suggestive manner.

“I didn’t want to kill so many people at first… but she told me that if I didn’t inject that, she wouldn’t help me master these mysterious powers. Not only would I die, but Sangsang would too…”

Lin An raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You didn't intentionally use weed?"

He had long noticed that Unit 2 was in a trance-like state, so he didn't care about its sudden outbursts and incoherent ramblings.

At this moment, with the thought of Sancher's "death" and the premonition that his own time was coming to an end, Deval's rationality seemed to return a little.

Anyway, the Ghost would definitely not let him go. Deval knew that he no longer needed to obey Doris's orders. His past grievances surged up, and Deval actually thought of taking advantage of the last moments to go all out and sell Doris's information to the Ghost.

Then he suddenly burst into tears, sobbing and wailing. "No, no! Growing up in the Lower East Continent, I know some things I shouldn't touch. I was drugged by that woman! To the point that I was forced to offer sacrifices to her in order to get more heroin... I never meant to!"

"Sacrificial offerings?" Lin An pressed.

“Blood…” Deval swallowed hard. “My witchcraft can steal the blood of the dead and enhance the aura of a saint’s medium, but I don’t use it all up every time. I only use a little bit each time, and she takes the rest! And she only wants women’s blood!”

"What's that woman's name?"

Seeing that his words had piqued the ghost's interest, Deval took a deep breath.

"Domondo's Dream!"

"What?"

Lin An, who expected to hear Doris's name, was taken aback.

"She drives the ferry back and forth between the border between Maple Leaf Country and Eagle Country, always trading with me near the International Bridge... Lord Ghost, please avenge me!" Deval roared hoarsely.

Upon hearing his description, a fragment of memory suddenly flashed through Lin An's mind.

He had seen this ID before on the World Tree Forum. This person was discussing the "water monster" near the International Bridge with a group of netizens. When Simon wanted to ask her for the specific location, Dream of Domondo stirred up emotions and used Lin An's automatic banning reporting mechanism to ban the captain's account.

Lin An later manually banned her account, but she may have registered a new one.

Lin An recalled the detection system that Sasaki had recently installed, which highlighted all the new IDs registered in Dietrich City in red in the background. If "Dream of Domondo" had recently registered a new account, he should still be able to find it.

Domondo, the capital of Maple Leaf Country, is the headquarters of the Wood Group under [Xi Yong] and the hometown of Doris.

Could this "Dream of Domondo" be an alternate identity for Doris?

Will this ferry be her "experimental base"?

By the way, the witch's paradise is also near that bridge, not far from it...

Considering the collaboration between Cardenas and the free mystics during the last riot—the witch and Doris must have made their deal near the ferry!

"Uh-huh..."

Deval's excited words were interrupted by unbearable pain. He groaned, scratched his head, swallowed hard, and squeezed out a few syllables through his teeth.

"No, I can't be the only one suffering like this..."

Having obtained the unexpected information, Lin An stopped wasting words. He combined the two parts of the "Candlelight Prayer" and all the candles burned fiercely, like a gaping maw with sharp teeth. The holy light melted Deval's flesh.

"Uhhhhh!"

The pain was like falling into a furnace; Deval's screams were muffled by the squares and gradually faded away.

"The entry 'Ashes of the Saints II: Yemaia' has been added, and you have obtained the mediums 'Mother of Desire' x5 and 'God of Agriculture' x2."

At the moment of Deval's death, all the spiritual portraits trembled, uncontrollably shrieked, and lunged downwards with bared teeth and claws.

"scare--!"

The drumbeats struck fiercely, converging into a wave-like "thump-thump" sound that was captivating.

On his deathbed, Deval kept his word and gave the order to massacre.

"Da da da……"

A black dot of a helicopter approached in the distance, and Barry had already notified Simon and Reagan to get there in time.

As De Waal stated, the foundation is helpless with spiritual portraits and can only protect students as they retreat, waiting for the aura of these portraits to dissipate on its own.

However, given the speed at which the mental images moved, they didn't have time to evacuate everyone.

“Trace this entry back to the Complete Book of Magic IV,” Lin An told the system.

"The source tracing is complete. With the inclusion of the entry 'Ashes of the Saints II,' the rating of the entry 'The Encyclopedia of Magic IV: The Black Witch, the White Witch, the Scarlet Witch, and Their Allies' has been upgraded. The encyclopedia entry for this entry has been updated."

“Search for ways to counter Mayan witchcraft.”

"Based on the entry 'The Encyclopedia of Magic IV: Black Witches, White Witches, Scarlet Witches and Their Allies,' a solution that meets the criteria has been found: [White Magic - Meditation Synchronized Bath]."

"Consume 'Seeker of Knowledge' x1 and 'Mother of Desire' x2 to use?"

"use."

As Lin An's thoughts raced through his mind, he took a few steps back and leaned against the door of the rooftop.

Then, illusory images of herbs such as chamomile, calendula, lavender, sage, henbane, and hemlock appeared and flew into the gloomy sky.

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