World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 86 Holy Mountain Helicopter

After saying this, the man raised his hand again and held the high-powered scope in front of his eyes.

"Huh, it's just you... no, there are two of you?"

"Guy, what exactly are you trying to do?" Little Fang clenched his fists angrily.

“My dear partner, your efficiency is appalling. I just want to help you become a high shaman as soon as possible.” Guy picked up the megaphone, his voice echoing across the holy mountain. “Where are the others? You’re always hiding them away. How am I supposed to fake an ‘accident’?”

"An accident?"

"Anyway, nobody knows what kind of cult is stirring up here. It wouldn't be surprising if there were mass suicides. We can't let the media condemn our company, can we? The stock would plummet!" Guy clutched his chest. "The chairman is very protective of his reputation!"

Little Canine Tooth didn't understand what he was saying at all, so Guy sighed and muttered to himself in a tone that said, "You don't understand romance."

"The more bloody, barbaric, and unethical it is, the more traffic it will generate. That's what I think. It's too deliberate for an old man to die in his tribe for no reason, and it won't generate any buzz. But if we let them be buried alive on a sacred mountain—wow, that's a gimmick that could make a fortune for Hollywood!"

It turns out that in the past timeline, Guy subtly inquired about Little Fang's plans over the phone and learned that the Message Wolf tribe was about to go to the Holy Mountain to search for the gods.

While the tribesmen were climbing halfway up the mountain, Guy tracked down Little Fang's location via satellite and piloted his helicopter to strafe the Xunlang tribe, wiping out the locals.

Judging from his tone, Little Fang probably also described the procession composition during the Xunlang tribe's sacrificial rites—the priest walking at the front, and the elderly men and women in the two rows behind.

Guy's goal was clear.

Kill the "pedantic" old man and use him to blackmail Little Fang and the remaining young tribesmen into cooperating with the Wood Group to develop a tourism project and transform the Xunlang tribe into a tourist and vacation destination.

Because the sacred mountain is rarely visited by people and there are no eyewitnesses, the Wood Group can take advantage of people's curiosity about the locals to create the story that the Xunlang tribe is conducting human sacrifice in civilized society and leaving the elderly on the sacred mountain to nurture the gods.

How ignorant and backward!

At this point, nobody cares about the truth. As long as the promotional video goes viral, adventure streamers of all sizes will come with their cameras and microphones to investigate and see for themselves, attracting even more visitors.

Little Canine Tooth is too young and too naive.

Witnessing the tragic deaths of her relatives and clansmen, and having caused them herself, one can imagine the extent of her breakdown.

The coyote is the most "passionate and courageous" of the native deities, and the little canine tooth's awakening is by no means a gentle medium. Coupled with losing its rationality, it quickly descends into madness little by little in the energy of "Comers".

Therefore, the cloud illusion of the coyotes has almost disappeared.

The extent of pollution in Lin An's life is probably beyond repair.

Guy wasn't wasting time talking to Little Fang. As he spoke, he directed the co-pilot to contact more helicopters to enter the Holy Mountain and search for the whereabouts of the Message Wolf Tribe.

He was also somewhat surprised that Little Fang, that illiterate fool, had discovered his plan, parted ways with his clan ahead of time, and shifted his focus.

To everyone's surprise, Little Fang refused to cooperate, but Guy had plenty of ways to get her to obey!
“Partner, we’ll save the surprise for tonight. Here’s a little something for you first! Is this your fiancé?” Guy shouted excitedly through the megaphone, then his voice turned icy cold as “Shoot him.”

Four machine guns fired in rapid succession, the bullets and flashes of light creating a crackling sound like fireworks.

"Lin An, watch out—!"

Having witnessed the power of guns before, Little Fang hurriedly tried to pull Lin An behind a tree to hide, but how could a person outrun a bullet?

Before she could even grab Lin An's clothes, the first bullet was already right in front of her.

"what!"

Amid her scream, Lin An waved his wand expressionlessly, and a violent gust of air lifted the bullets, causing them to deviate from their trajectory and strike the cliff, leaving behind a trail of stone dust.

"The energy of 'Commerx'?!" Guy saw it from afar, his face showing genuine shock for the first time. "There's a mysterious person in such a remote, godforsaken place?"

Lin An nodded to the worried-looking Little Canine Tooth, then turned around. Guy picked up a sniper rifle, and the red dot was fixed on his forehead.

"Everything is negotiable. Nodding means you agree with me."

"Excuse me, I'm a police officer."

He channeled energy into the wand, causing the blue gem to shine brightly. A stream of air lifted Lin An's body and carried him toward the helicopter. Seeing his clear stance, Guy didn't say anything more and fired his sniper rifle with a "ping," leaving behind a trail of rising smoke.

Lin An frowned slightly as he deflected the bullet to the side in the same manner.

Using the same method twice?

However, the instant the bullet was deflected, intense pain shot into Lin An's mind, his face turned deathly pale, and he involuntarily clutched his abdomen.

So Guy was also a mystery!
"Cough cough cough..."

Lin An felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart. He coughed a few times and looked down.

The holy light transformed into a thick wooden spear, ripping him open. The sharp tip of the spear pierced through his soft skin, and the lingering energy was stained with blood.

This is... an ability activated according to the rules?

Similar to the bindings of St. Anilov, one forbids the mystic from using energy, while the other seems to be linked to the individual's "possessions." He was unharmed when he shattered the mercenary's bullets, but the moment he deflected Guy's bullet, the mystical spell activated immediately.

In other words, all we need to do is avoid Guy's attacks?
“Unfortunately, too many people don’t listen to advice. There’s clearly a way out if you cooperate with me.” Guy blew away the smoke from the muzzle of his gun. “I’ll check your identity later. A flying mystic, given the current radiation limit, that’s quite rare.”

With remarkable foresight, he closed the hatch and hid behind the mercenary.

According to family records, many mystics need to be close to target with their magic, and sometimes even face-to-face.

Without knowing the other party's true nature, Guy, who seems enthusiastic and outgoing, is actually a cautious person and will never do anything unnecessary unless absolutely necessary.

"Have you found the whereabouts of the 'Wolf Tribe'?" He turned to the co-pilot. "A simple matter has become complicated; there's a high probability that someone is interfering. We need to act quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications."

"Based on the backup team's report, we have located—"

His words were interrupted by a trembling mercenary.

“Mr. Agnimo, that man… he’s caught up again. Please give the order to continue firing!”

"Damn it, don't interrupt me!" Guy glared angrily and shouted, "Who is it that suffered a mythical-level 'punishment' and still..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin An, covered in blood, appeared behind him and flew toward the helicopter as if nothing had happened.

"He's still alive?" Guy's eyes widened. "By the God of Light, something's wrong. I'll fire another shot!"

As soon as he opened the helicopter door, a chilling fear immediately crept up his spine. Guy slammed the door shut again and hid in a corner, panting heavily.

It was as if the rabbit had seen the eagle, and the mouse had seen the cat!

A sixth sense told Guy that if Lin An got close, he would surely die!
"This guy is actually at the same mythical level as me! And his radiation level is ridiculously high! I must have encountered a ghost today!"

Lin An withdrew his hand, just seconds before he was about to send Guy to his death with the Hittite ritual.

The inability to activate the Hittite ritual remotely or through obstructions is its only weakness; otherwise, if it hits, virtually no mystic can survive more than ten seconds.

Touching his healed wound, Lin An still felt a lingering fear.

He had indeed been a little impatient just now. He hadn't expected Guy to be a mythical-level mystic, and that his mystical arts had strange effects and bizarre activation conditions.

But he was curious: would one really die during the time reversal?
After all, the moment he was dragged into this place by the moose, even using the "Stars to Me" suicide technique wouldn't have worked.

Even so, Lin An wasn't truly letting loose and without any backup plan. The moment he was pierced by the wooden stake, the system's pre-prepared mechanical sound rang out.

"Based on the entry 'The Encyclopedia of Magic III: Playing Pan's Flute - The Secret of Worship for Those Familiar with Oak Trees,' a solution that meets the requirements has been found: [The Sacrifice Under the Apple Tree]."

"Consumes the following media: 'Nature Sacrifice' x1, 'Seeker of Knowledge' x1, 'God of Agriculture' x3?"

"Hurry up and use it, I'm hanging up now."

In Druidic beliefs, the apple represents regeneration, immortality, and fertility, and is the source of all life.

The Celts believed that apple trees grew in the underground world, provided food for the dead during the cold winter, and were then resurrected by the goddess Orwin in the spring.

In ancient Ireland, apple trees were one of only three items that could be used as currency, the other two being hazel and oak trees.

A lush, green apple tree phantom appeared, its branches embracing his body. Its natural fragrance permeated the air, flowing into his wounds like spring water, dispelling the tearing white light and healing the hideous scars.

Lin An clearly felt that he was struggling to activate the mysterious technique. After a moment's thought, he came to a conclusion.

Since the Encyclopedia of Magic III is a legendary D-level, while Guy is a mythical level, the former cannot cover the latter's destructive power. However, Lin An's radiation value is much higher than Guy's, so his priority is increased.

It was a year ago, and even the radiation levels of the aristocratic family members were very low, making them no match for Lin An.

"By using mystical arts, the radiation value of the [Mystic Encyclopedia] has increased by 0.2%."

About a minute later, the wound was completely healed.

However, the bloodstains stained his clothes, causing irreversible damage to Lin An. He felt dizzy and his vision finally focused. He then used his airflow technique to catch up with the helicopter again.

Because his injuries had not yet healed, Lin An's vision was blurry, and he was unable to lock onto Guy with a single strike.

"Damn it, where did these locals find reinforcements? They're so strong! -- Drive faster! Are your hands and feet just for show?"

Watching Lin An relentlessly pursue him, Guy inside the helicopter frantically urged the captain on, while simultaneously contacting the other end of the communication device.

"No time to worry about public opinion, requesting missile support! I suspect I've encountered a Western Zhou aristocratic family—are they keeping to themselves with the Eagle Nation? —By the way, Mr. Wood, judging from his appearance, he might be from the Wang or Zhao clans of the Dragon Nation—he could very well be Ji!"

"Bang!"

The helicopter's fuselage dipped and shook violently.

"You're the one who's gay." Lin An's upside-down face appeared on the windshield. "A ghost has come to claim my life, you gay."

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