World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 98 Spiritual Medium Communication
"Gah—Gah—Gah—"

Crows flew over a low-lying parish, a few grazing goats and donkeys wandered around, and dozens of simple shacks were built inside the mud walls, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys in the sunlight.

A strong wind swept through, stirring up yellow sand.

Several miles below the wasteland, a hidden basement has been built.

The vaulted walls are carved with intricate murals, some depicting the resurrection of saints, others the pitiful birth of the Virgin Mary and her child, and still others showing sermons and baptisms. At first glance, they look no different from mainstream churches.

After passing through the foot-washing mural at the front door, Lin An entered the hall.

Five minutes earlier, he had fallen from the sky and unexpectedly encountered a séance member who was urinating by the roadside.

Taking advantage of the other party's shock, Lin An swiftly knocked him unconscious, stole the believer's clothes and mask, and used his lipstick to paint his lips black. He then followed the believer's footprints, which had not yet been blown away by the wind, to this place.

The headquarters of the Séance Society... has no toilet.

Because Lin An acted so quickly, and the believers didn't know what he looked like, they let him into their headquarters.

Candle-shaped lamps hung and placed throughout the room. A rectangular table was placed in the center, covered with a black and gold patterned tablecloth, and a wool carpet stretched from the corner of the table all the way to the door opposite the entrance.

The passageway was cleared, and the believers sat around the long table, heads bowed, eyes closed in prayer, lips moving as they repeated prayers.

Lin An was surprised to find that the air was filled with the energy of "Commons".

How many mysterious items are here?
With the help of the system, Lin An used his knowledge of occultism to identify each item. In an instant, green data filled almost the entire room, with panels displaying all the mysterious items.

The "Soul Horn" is a horn-shaped sound tube that amplifies the soul's low voice to an audible level.

The "Soul Slate" consists of two blackboards glued together. When infused with energy, it will display the information written by the soul.

The "Séance Table" features a long table in the center with a special lightweight table stacked on top of it, which rotates or levitates when a spirit is present.

"Spirit Cabinet" is a portable closet containing various mediums for summoning spirits; it is said that different arrangements can change the form in which demons are summoned.

Data shows that they are all mysterious items from ghost stories, with radiation levels fluctuating around 45%.

Individual items are nothing, but when all of them are added together, Lin An estimates that the radiation levels of all the medium items in this room have exceeded those of the system. Moreover, each believer is holding a "man-made crystal," and Lin An has learned its name from the believers' conversations.

Mind pendulum, radiation value 5.5%.

Was this created by that mythical "prophet"?
To have created so many mysterious items single-handedly, one must be an extremely capable person.

With a tense and uneasy heart, Lin An found an empty seat and listened to the whispered self-talk of the believers nearby.

"Lady Ava, please let me see my dead husband again..."

"Today I will be the lucky one, I will see my father and mother, Amen."

"God help me, I just want to talk to her again, just a few words."

Most of the prayers were similar. Lin An and the believers around him maintained the same posture, patiently listening to all sorts of sounds, and finally obtained a piece of information.

"The number of people at this gathering was unusually large."

“You have received the call of the ‘Mind Pendulum’. Lady Ava has gathered almost all the believers in Shafi City to this place.”

Is she about to announce something big?

"I will always follow Mrs. Ava, regardless of the future or the past."

Suddenly, the lights went out, and the believers stopped whispering and focused their attention on the person who emerged from the end of the carpet.

She was an elderly woman in her seventies or eighties, with thick, fluffy, silvery-white curly hair that fell loosely over her black robe. Her face was covered with deep wrinkles, which added to her aged yet mysterious wisdom. Her lifeless eyes swept over the crowd.

She was not wearing a mask; the black veil on her head was outlined with gold thread, exuding nobility and inviolability.

Beside her, a woman carefully supported her, her every move filled with adoration.

When she appeared, the believers stood up and prayed to her, their movements and words so synchronized that it seemed they had rehearsed countless times in private.

May your greatness and holiness last forever.

The old woman slowly walked to the long table, and a male believer quickly pulled out a chair for her to sit down.

Lin An, who had blended in with the crowd, observed Lady Ava. Under the fervent herd mentality, he also felt that the old woman was surrounded by supreme divinity, even more so than the moose and the thunderbird.

Is she that legendary prophet?
What an amazing atmosphere...

No wonder she had the ability to build the headquarters near the foundation's facilities; it turns out she wasn't afraid of the original direct-contact departments at all.

In the darkness, the long table was the only source of light. The old woman sat down and stroked a spirit board with engraved characters with her rough fingers. Her hoarse voice boomed in everyone's ears through the "soul trumpet".

"Today, I will ask Satan's messengers to summon the souls of nine deceased people from hell."

She also knows how to manipulate souls.

This is enough for the Foundation to classify Lin An as a Beta-level taboo.

The believers' longing intensified, and led by men and women, they nervously sat back down in their chairs, staring intently at the old man.

After a considerable wait, the old man took all the items out of the "spirit cabinet," laid them flat on the spirit board, and began chanting complex and intricate incantations.

"Wow!"

As time passed, the séance table began to move, and then gradually floated in the air. Lin An stared wide-eyed, carefully sensing the energy emanating from it.

Well……?
The heavy object remained suspended in the air, while the candlelight below flared up, illuminating the old man's face.

At this moment, she was in a daze, her lifeless eyes twitching uncontrollably, and her shrunken lips trembling as she uttered a male voice that was completely different from before.

“Elisa…it’s you…” A believer covered his mouth, almost bursting into tears of joy, staring adoringly at the old man at the end of the long table, his breathing rapid.

Lin An's eyelids were also starting to twitch.

This "prophet" clearly did not summon a soul; he merely used an unknown mystical technique.

"Praise, praise, praise... praise, praise, praise..."

The séance table was struck and scraped. Everyone remained seated with dignified posture. The old man's body convulsed, and his voice changed back to the gentle voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Child, come closer, because it's hard for me to see you this old..."

A male believer nearly jumped out of his seat, but was held down by the shoulders by two people next to him, and had to try his best to suppress his excitement.

In the dim light, the séance table rose into the air, and the inlaid bells jingled above everyone's heads, echoing the old man's voice for the third time.

"I've arrived, I wanted to see you..."

"Well!"

At that moment, a surge of energy shot out from the old man's psychic board, grabbed a believer's clothes, and an invisible hand caressed his cheek and fingers, gentle and kind.

The believer was so moved that he burst into tears.

This "possession" lasted nine times, and each time the old man acted it out very convincingly.

The familiar features gave Lin An a flash of inspiration, and the system also betrayed Lady Ava with its ruthless data.

"Thanks to your verification, the illustration of [King Solomon's 72 Demons IV: Sochan the Demon] has been unlocked."

[Name]: Munō-no-Kami (Demon)

[Review]: Ghost Stories, Level E

Radiation level: 52.5%
Pollution level: 28.1%
[Media]: Pre-Yan Family

Legend has it that the demon Zozo is a demon who communicates with the living through spirit boards. He is skilled in deception and enjoys exploiting people's insecurities and fears to create worship.

The demon often pretends to be another soul from hell, and has the ability to split into nine ghosts with nine different personalities in order to deceive more people into believing that they have seen their relatives.

Its prototype is one of the devils under Satan's command, and it is intertwined with the séances, spirit boards and spirit summoning culture of the United States, evolving into a new urban legend.

To confirm further, Lin An used the "Listen to the Invisible Breath" skill once, and the system told him that there was only one mysterious person nearby.

It was Mrs. Ava at the long table.

Was I scammed?

I must say, she almost fooled me too!

Lin An looked around and saw that each mysterious item was emitting a faint inspiration. It seemed that his mind had just been affected by the large amount of "prophet" energy in the room.

The problem is coming again.

While increased radiation levels can indeed create "materialized" items, the mysterious cannot conjure mysterious items out of thin air; their creation requires a "foundation."

In other words, creating mystical items consumes an individual's radiation levels.

When the moose and beaver presented Lin An with their pipes and white markings, their radiation levels decreased.

If the "Blind Granny" were a mythical figure, Lin An wouldn't be surprised, but she's just a supernatural tale.

This means that the blind woman almost emptied her radiation level each time she made something, then increased it again until she could make the second mysterious item, at which point she emptied her radiation level again.

The number of mysterious items present corresponds to the number of times this process has been repeated.

Lin An couldn't help but frown.

If that's the case, isn't her level of contamination far too low?
Could it be that she, who doesn't belong to a prominent family, not only knows how to reduce pollution levels, but is also very skilled at it?

She was so skilled that she could disregard data on pollution levels and radiation levels, wielding her mystical arts at will, as if all secrets had transformed from the unknown into the known.

Even Lin An, who possesses a system, and even a foundation as large as the St. Anilov Foundation, would not dare to deal with the power of "Comers" so easily!

A quick glance around revealed that this level of secrecy was insufficient against the Foundation's extensive network of surveillance. Unless it was a witch's independent "paradise," it would be difficult to escape Saint Anilov's notice.

Especially since the two are so close together...

The saying "the most dangerous place is the safest place" does not apply to all situations.

Lin An also found it strange that the New Mexico branch had not yet taken control of the "Blind Woman".

He guessed that perhaps the information she possessed was quite important, and therefore someone wanted to keep the secret for themselves.

Even those classified as ghost stories possess unique and extraordinary abilities when they are listed as Gamma.

Lin An had two plans upon joining the Séance Society.

If "Lady Ava" is a mythical figure, then hide under her protection, wait for Efron to catch up, sit back and watch the two fight to the death.

Plan B, huh...

Lin An took a deep breath.

"System, use the Druid Priest [Hazel Branch Prisoner] from the entry 'Encyclopedia of Magic III: Playing Pan's Flute - The Mystic Art of the Familiar Oak Tree'."

(End of this chapter)