A scorching light pierced from the head of An Ruosi's staff, like a sharp sword cutting through the dim space, piercing through the small black mist suspended in the air directly!

The pillar of light passed straight through the black mist, hitting the wall and making a huge noise, and the black mist suddenly fluctuated violently.

But as the duration of An Ruosi's glorious shock ended, the black mist seemed to be enraged, and as if some monster had been awakened, a terrible wail swept through, and the surrounding machines seemed to be hit by an invisible sound wave, making a squeaky and twisting sound, and wrinkles like water waves appeared on the surface.

Not only the clothes, but also the floor beneath Roland's feet—the ground rolled and rolled backwards like a wave.

But the strange thing is that even though the surrounding environment has suffered such a strong blow, Roland himself has almost nothing to do.

The reason why it is said to be close is because the staff and sword in Roland's hand at this moment trembled violently, as if he wanted to break free from Roland's palm.

And the Karaal sword and the serpentine dagger on Roland's waist could no longer bear it at this moment, making a sound of metal grinding, twisting into tatters.

The same goes for Ann Ruosi's crystal wood cane.

The moment it was swept by the ripples, tiny cracks began to emerge from the body of the staff.

However, An Ruosi pressed his left hand on the cane at the moment of the abnormality, and whispered something in his mouth.

The next moment, an almost transparent white halo emerged from the cane.

The invisible fluctuations suddenly became obvious in the halo, and An Ruosi seemed to feel the invisible pressure at this time, like a flat boat in the rapids, pushed and swayed by the invisible fluctuations.

…… Oddities Protection?

Seeing this, Roland looked at him in surprise.

This is a very unpopular and difficult sorcery in the enchantment system, and the effect is before the sorcery effect ends. Damage taken by items protected by sorcery is taken by the caster himself.

Unless you're getting some very memorable item, such as a picture of your daughter's portrait and a portrait of your wife, most enchantment wizards don't use this sorcery.

The reason why this witchcraft is still present in the teaching session of the White Tower is only because the principle of this witchcraft is very similar to some of the witchcraft commonly used by cursed wizards.

For example, powerful curses such as dissection, decapitation, and virtual damage.

By understanding the principles of these sorcery, it can be of great help to enchantment wizards to create enchantments or sorcery positions that counter these curses. However, this is only in the category of "just knowing" and does not have any impact on subsequent learning.

Roland saw that this sorcery, which even a Black Iron Rank wizard would take about a week to learn, was instantly emitted by An Ruosi, and immediately realized that he was indeed a genius.

…… Merely. What does An Ruosi usually do?

What kind of living environment will make An Ruosi use strange objects frequently every day to protect him, so that even his cane has memorized this witchcraft?

But now is not the time for small talk—

Watching a pale blue figure emerge from the void, Roland's face began to become serious.

She had a young and delicate face like a girl, her long hair hanging high behind her head, and her serene face and her hands held on her chest.

No matter how you look at it, this ghost was the kind of dignified and elegant lady when she was alive.

Even at this moment, there was a faint white light on that soul, revealing the essence of a good soul.

However, even after the figure appeared, the mournful wail gradually subsided. But the subtle wail was like biting into the cochlea, echoing in Roland's ears with an extremely small sound.

Actually, this boss is not actually a waste of wood as Roland said.

As the penultimate boss of the Singia Tavern, it - or rather she wasn't as weak as he appeared.

The reason why Roland is not so nervous is just because his profession at the moment perfectly restrains this female ghost.

Roland vigilantly pulled An Ruosi back, until he touched the wall, and the ghost in front of him did not react, just floated quietly in the air.

"Mr. Roland? It's like a good soul......"

"Don't make a fuss. Will the good soul throw those pieces of corpse around? ”

Roland's tone was full of mockery.

He knew that if he was still in the game. Then now a line of blood-red letters will appear on the top of the female ghost's head: "Jasmine who forgot her name".

Behind such a pleasant name, in a sense, there is a deep fear.

After the player kills the final boss, Singia, they will receive her journal from her relics, which describes a poor woman who is becoming insane under the infection of Dusk.

Her name is Singya.

One summer, because of a cold, she was dragged by her daughter into a rural cult.

Under the pressure of her daughter's death, she gradually donated everything in the family little by little. Just in exchange for a cup of "soup made of the flesh and blood of God" to cure a cold.

She knew very well that this cult was just a group that cheated money.

But even if she knew it so well, she had no choice under the persecution of her fanatical daughter.

As expected, her cold was not cured. And it's getting more and more serious.

However, if this sect leader is really just a liar for money, then the tragedy can only be so much.

It's a pity that this leader is indeed a follower of Dusk.

He has a not-so-low status in an organization of Twilight Believers known as the Drinking Rites, and even has direct access to the mysterious leader of the organization who is "favored by the true gods".

Singia soon discovered that the meat she was drinking was not ordinary—it was not the flesh of God, but of man.

She found out about this because she was woking up in the middle of the night due to illness and accidentally discovered the cooking ritual of the core instructor.

They were cooking a baby who had just been dug out of her daughter's womb.

God pity! Her daughter had never been out at home until a month ago, so where did she get her child?

But the angry mother didn't have time to think about it.

She picked up the heavy iron spoon in the pot and was about to fight with the sect leader.

But how can an ordinary person with no profession be able to compete with a superhuman powerhouse with a bronze rank?

The Sect Master easily subdued her.

However, the things that really made Singia start to go crazy started to emerge from here -

Her daughter then got off the score. Waking up from a fainting and seeing her break into the ritual arena, the Sect Leader commanded the Sect Master to chop off Singia's limbs and throw them into the pot.

It was only here that Singia realized that her daughter was not a victim of deception.

Her daughter is the real leader of this cult!

As an ordinary peasant woman, Singya had no idea of the loopholes in this matter. In a kind of coddling that bordered on ignorance, she did not resist, but cried out that she had been poured soup made from the flesh of herself and her granddaughter, and stepped into the road to dusk without turning back, and began to grow more and more crazy day by day, until she replaced her daughter and became the true leader of the order.

The further you get to the back of the diary, the more messy the handwriting becomes, and the grammar begins to get confused.

The last paragraph of its account reads, "The inspiration for the exchange came from the revelation of the devil...... This is simply blasphemous...... Oh no, I can feel the gods looking at me, but only then can Jasmine be resurrected—", and then there was a blank space.

The name of Singya's daughter is none other than Jasmine.

When Roland saw this diary, he didn't turn it over as a backstory like other players.

He realized two loopholes in the story at that time-

First, why did Jasmine, who stayed at home, become the leader of the cultists?

Second, she said resurrecting Jasmine...... However, the diary never records when Jasmine died.

Roland hasn't thought through these two things clearly in the game.

But now Roland recalled the two Kabbalah enemies he had just killed, and he couldn't help but show a sudden look.

If Jasmine was not a cultist from the beginning, but a head devoured by Kabbalah's enemies, and got memories and images, everything would make sense.

Singya, who has become the leader of the cult, has lost her soul. She traded her soul for the enemy of Kabbalah who devoured her soul, and swapped out Jasmineka's soul.

After that, the player saw that Zingya was actually a Kabbalah enemy.

Because of this, the words on the top of her head are not "Cinjiya, the Daughter of Gluttony", but only "Daughter of Gluttony".

Roland looked at Jasmine, who was floating in the sky like a saint, shimmering with glow, and showed a slightly hideous sneer.

Singya is stupid. It's stupid.

She also didn't want to think about it, since her soul had been swallowed by the people of Dusk for three years, how could she spit it out intact?

The stomach of the enemy of Kabbalah is not a space bag, and the heat and cold are adjustable and have the function of keeping fresh.

In the end, it was just Jasmine's longing body formed by Singia's memories. She doesn't even have a dime to do with Jasmine herself, as she's just "Jasmine in the eyes of Singia".

After being deliberately processed by Kabbalah's enemies, she is no longer even an ordinary unjust soul.

Or it would be more appropriate to call them "name stealers".

These spirits of Twilight will disguise themselves as the victim's beloved, dragging others into illusions, extracting the soul's vitality until the victim becomes a wooden walking corpse.

It's not an instinct to survive or hate the living—these twilight-infected minds have been given complete memories of their souls, they all have full sapience, and they're doing it just for fun.

Roland looked at Jasmine's distorted face and smiled mockingly.

I'd like to see who you're going to become— (To be continued......