World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 213 Black Rabbit White Rabbit

As the two thoughts settled, the temple of an ancient tribe from more than three thousand years ago simultaneously appeared.

Behind Lin An stood a god of the underworld in the setting sun, holding a silver sun disc, wearing a silver belly ring and a pair of silver shackles inlaid with cast glass, and a shawl made of five colors of wool fixed to his shoulders with bronze nails.

Doris is the goddess statue in the temple itself, with blood-red hair that transforms into a burning shawl, golden armor inlaid with countless gems, a brass helmet that shines holyly, and eyes that are two dazzling carnelian beads.

She held a long spear in her hand, while Lin An held a shekel of silver between his thumb and forefinger.

"Ding Dong!"

A crisp sound accompanied by an ancient song resounded as nine pits surrounded Doris. Bird carcasses at the bottom were placed in the right positions, and blood smeared the walls, releasing a suction force that souls could not resist, like a black hole.

"Sun Goddess, please ascend the throne of purification!"

The instant Lin An finished speaking, the gold and silver energies mixed together, becoming indistinguishable, as if two puzzle pieces that had been separated for nearly a thousand years had perfectly filled each other's gaps and finally merged into one.

"what--"

As before, Doris was powerless to resist the Hittite ritual. The pit tore at her soul violently, eagerly sending her into eternal slumber.

At this moment, Doris has been tricked by the "Man in the Bottle" and has temporarily lost the Torah. At this critical moment, there is no longer an angel with a blue Hebrew script to pull her out of the underworld. Once the "Nine Pitfalls of the Sun Goddess" is activated, only death awaits her.

Every advantage has its disadvantages. Doris's body contained only the original Canaan magic. When the pollution level exceeded 85%, this original and mysterious power reached its peak.

"Ghost, I will burn you to ashes, cell by cell!"

As her center of gravity shifted, Doris gripped her spear tightly, and golden flames surged, actually driving the silver light to move according to her will.

Lin An was slightly taken aback when he saw a sharp weapon hurtling through the air, its rusty tip magnified infinitely.

Knowing she was doomed, Doris decided to fight to the death with him.

The supreme gods of Canaan and Hittites were originally one. Due to the division of the tribes, the god was split in two and moved to their respective temples by the two peoples, but their power remained the same.

The pit appeared beneath Lin An's feet simultaneously. As Doris relentlessly attacked, the gates of the underworld opened for him. The summons from the Sun Goddess bound his soul, seemingly pulling him and Doris into darkness together.

"go to hell!"

Upon seeing this, Doris threw her head back and laughed, revealing her golden teeth stained with blood.

Lin An didn't say a word, but he took action.

"System, use [Netherworld Divine Sacrifice] on me!"

The sun shone brightly, and the guide to the eternal void solemnly spoke, his voice like a bronze bell, echoing in the world ruled by death, echoing in the underworld that the Hittites worshipped and knew, and that the Canaanites feared and fled from.

"Who initiated the ritual of atonement? Who needs the forgiveness of their soul's sins?"

Lin An had previously considered that Doris might use the power of Canaanite magic to manipulate the Hittite ritual and turn it against her, resulting in a fight to the death, just as he had once manipulated Carmen's Canaanite tablet to rush towards the spellcaster himself.

However, unlike the Canaanites who fled from destruction and sang praises of endless life, the Hittites' beliefs were based on "dankui daganzipa," meaning "dark earth."

This allowed the Hittites and the underworld to maintain a harmonious symbiotic relationship, and Lin An, who inherited their worship rituals, could also communicate with the "Sun Goddess" who transported the dead to the underworld through these rituals, thus controlling the direction of the rituals.

In other words, Doris, who controls Canaan magic, has the upper hand in matters of life and healing, but when it comes to death and the return of souls, her authority and control are far less important than Lin An's.

He hadn't forgotten that the prayer of the [Underworld God's Sacrifice] was:

Believers, praise the Sun Goddess!
Save your life from the abyss.

May you receive wonderful things while you are in your prime.
May your youth be renewed like an eagle's.

"Sun Goddess of the Earth, receive this ritual with your right hand. If it is a serpent that foretells evil, change it into a benevolent eagle."

While chanting ancient incantations, Lin An removed the code surrounding his body and placed his index finger to his lips.

"Goodbye, Miss Doris Wood."

From their first encounter to this moment, from tentative, furtive probing to an unexpected head-on confrontation, from utterly powerless to orchestrating a plan to ambush and kill, Lin An has revealed his true face to this Canaanite magic heir for the first time.

Carmen, Kim Ji-eun, Cardenas, Deval, Bennett...

Awakening Absorption, Five Stone Tablets, Five Types of Magic, Holy Grail Ritual, Philosopher's Stone, Joshua, Gypsy Prophecy, The Man in a Bottle, The Final Hittite Ritual...

Unbeknownst to him, researching how to defeat Doris had been a part of Lin An's life for the past four months.

She deserves to know who I am. He thought, she shouldn't lose to some nobody hiding in the shadows, and I shouldn't let her die in such a muddle.

The green code faded, and the young man's mixed-race face appeared before Doris's eyes.

"It's you……"

Her eyes widened suddenly as memories flooded back, a thousand thoughts flashing through her mind, ultimately coalescing into boundless rage. "So, the person who's been opposing me all along is you! Lin An!"

But before she could figure out the truth that followed, the Sun Goddess closed the door to Lin An's return to the underworld and turned her attention entirely to Doris.

A right hand engraved with intricate runes descended from the sky, each finger beautifully shaped. The intense light shone on the earth, making it impossible to look directly at. Even if one managed to lift their head, all they could see was the surging shadows of endless night.

Below were nine pits of Hittite gods, and above was the underworld sacrifice of the sun goddess. Doris had no way to escape.

"I'm going to die—is this what death is?!"

Her soul was torn apart, shattered, and crushed into dust by countless giant hands of the underworld. The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, more devastating than any physical torture.

Physiological tears welled up and blurred her vision.

In a hazy dream, Doris saw herself wearing a bikini, lying on a bench by the Aegean Sea, with pineapple cocktails and fruit-flavored hookahs beside her. As the sun set, she removed the cucumber covering her eyes and swayed into the dance floor party.

People cheered her name, "Este! Esther! Esther!", crowding around her and making her the center of attention, simply because she was her.

The illusion shifted again, and Lin An's face appeared suspended in a small cloud, revealing an enigmatic, faint smile.

Doris took a step forward, wanting to embrace him, but her arms touched only smoke. The name "Ghost" echoed in her ears like a helpless sob.

In the castles, old houses, and villas that followed, she remained all alone, curled up in her own room.

The fluffy black rabbit hopped closer, gently rubbing its warm forehead against her palm. It was ticklish and quite soft, and she felt happy just touching its black hair.

The vivid scenes reminded her of what she had always longed for, never possessed, and had lost.

Doris's eyes welled up with tears, then turned to anger.

She knew she was about to die here, at the hands of this Hittite heir.

Forcibly suppressing the pain of her soul being torn apart, she raised her head and let out a distorted roar.

"Lin An, remember me forever! Remember my resentment and my passion!"

Doris, the goddess who has been pursuing eternal freedom since birth, stares intently into Lin An's pupils, as if she sees her own holy yet doomed reflection in them, yet she still raises her blood-stained spear high.

The sound of thousands of forests instantly turning into a sea of ​​fire rang out, and the air itself began to spontaneously combust.

A thought flashed through Lin An's mind, and the blazing energy crashed into the shield-like [Hittite Guardian Ritual] amulet, gradually extinguishing with a "hiss".

As the flame dissipated, the madness throbbing in Doris's blood-red pupils vanished, and the rampant, terrifying anomalies were gradually evaporated until the last flame, raging and shining, finally went out.

The ashes from the fire fell like snowflakes, swirling and dancing in the air.

The sky, shrouded in strange phenomena and fog, returned to normal. The unsettling pentagram and Hebrew text disappeared, and the clouds, which had turned a dull charcoal gray, gradually revealed bright, seven-colored hues.

The setting sun, like a red-hot iron, cast beautiful orange-red patterns on the river, illuminating people's tear-stained, fearful faces, like a lighthouse on a boundless ocean, bringing a gentle warmth.

Police, medical teams, firefighters, and other rescue personnel arrived from all directions in vans with sirens blaring. Some carried the wounded onto stretchers, some extinguished the flames with high-pressure water jets, and some arrested the robbers who were taking advantage of the chaos.

Aboard a helicopter soaring through the sky, a reporter, microphone in hand, diligently broadcast the live news to viewers across the country.

"After two full hours of darkness, we can see the sun rising again over Dietrich! Oh, God bless the Eagle Nation..."

Under the government's guidance, the public formed orderly queues and slowly withdrew from the center of the chaos.

They seemed to have returned to a familiar world, the chaos and destruction just moments before like a nightmare with a persistent high fever.

An orange-yellow halo shone on Lin An's back. He half-squatted down and intertwined his fingers with the dead Doris.

Her hands were still so cold, just like the first time she grabbed Lin An and ran wildly at the pool party.

But at this moment, he could no longer smell her fragrance, nor could he see the delicate veins flowing like a stream beneath her pale skin.

The woman, maintaining her fighting stance, resembled a statue that had been toppled; though cracked, her dignity was like a jewel, never dimmed in the slightest.

A calm system notification sounded, signaling the end of the battle.

"The entry 'Hymn of Life, Betrayal and Light - Canaan's Foreign Magic I: The Psalms of Asherah' has been included. You have obtained the media 'Seeker' x6, 'God of Truth' x5, 'Dreamer' x4, 'Mother of Desire' x4, 'Chief Judge' x2, 'Lord of Dreams' x2, and 'Emperor of War' x2."

"You have shattered the souls of three mysterious beings and sent them to the underworld; your ruthlessness towards your nemesis has attracted the medium 'Judge' x1."

"Your level of contamination has increased by 3% due to the radiation from the 'Judge'."

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