Chapter 2268: The Puppet King (19)

The orb of light was mysterious, initially it was just a small speck of light, almost imperceptible.

Gradually, however, there were countless smoky things around it that were constantly circling and condensing towards the center of the ball of light, making it bigger and bigger. And the ball of light also emits a reassuring, warm white light. It doesn't seem to feel any dangerous and evil. This thing wasn't a devastating spell at least.

Isn't the alchemy glove supposed to be just a crystal gun for throwing? What's going on with this ball of light?

＂...... Seeing this, Nantes, a soothsayer in the distance, whispered, "The Vatican exorcists are proud of their skills, and it is believed that only those closest to God are qualified to use miracles...... Why would you use it?!"

[Divine], [Miraculous]. These are words that Arthur is all too familiar with. However, he also knows very well that in this different world 900 years later, the same words are of course different from the original world 900 years ago, especially the words used by the church, which are dyed with religious colors.

Of course, [sacred] is not the [sacred] enchantment that Arthur knows, at least the ball of light in his hand is not a spell used to enchant weapons. And [miracle] is even more not the [miracle] that Arthur knew------ the [miracle] in the original world nine hundred years ago refers to the magic technique that ignores the physical laws of the universe and can create something out of nothing, and the [miracle] here is obviously just a church playing with words to justify the spells it uses.

In fact, the "miracles" they use are ordinary spells, no different from the spells used by witches and wizards, but the church guys prefer to define the spells they use as "miracles", so that people think that they are miracles performed by the church in the name of God. ...... It's ridiculous.

The "miracles" of the Church and the real [miracles] certainly cannot be compared. But Arthur couldn't deny that this special exorcism of the church could really come in handy on such occasions. And he also knew very well that all this was definitely not a coincidence, he did not suddenly know how to use this [sacred] miracle, nor did he just awaken some mysterious power at such a critical juncture.

He will use this "sacred" exorcism for the simple reason that he will. This is the forbidden knowledge he got from the Abyss Magic Codex: Ten Thousand Realms Dimension...... At least, one of them.

Arthur's consciousness was pulled into the Magic Codex, and at that time, he already subconsciously knew what he was going to face next, so he also subconsciously got something from the Magic Book.

He used his memories of the past month to exchange this "sacred" spell from that book, an exorcism that he would never have known or learned.

Now he had an extremely thorough understanding of the spell, as if the intellect had been in his mind from the beginning.

In fact, if you want to say that it is [sacred], this ball of light is indeed not much different from the real divine enchantment. It's just that it uses a spell that compresses the surrounding air to create an "air bullet" and infuses the [sacred] enchantment into the sealed air bullet, just like the [sacred] is infused into the blade of a normal weapon. Of course, it is much more difficult to enchant [sacred] in compressed air than it is to enchant weapons, and because of this, there are very few people who know how to use this kind of spell, and there should be no more than a hundred people in the world.

Moreover, even if you know how to use this [sacred] light bullet, it is unknown whether you will be able to use it skillfully in combat. The Vatican's exorcists normally need more than ten years of cultivation before they can use such a difficult spell in actual combat for the first time. And what about Arthur, he ignored all of this, and cast such a difficult spell with his bare hands, and was able to use it in actual combat in the first place, as if he had already gone through ten or twenty years of hard training.

Arthur seems to have finally understood the power of the Abyssal Grimoire. The Grimoire ignored [the process] and poured [results] directly into Arthur's memory, allowing him to learn secret methods that ordinary people could not learn, and to be able to use spells that others would need to practice for a long time to use. This is a very unnatural thing.

It's no wonder that the [Bone Picker] bandit leader, who has little culture, was able to use such a powerful necromancy;

It's no wonder that some people are crazy about a mere "Abyss Magic Book"!

Leave that alone. Arthur saw that the burning mass of flesh was moving this way, and there was a forest area not far behind them, and it would be bad if this thing set fire to the trees and caused a forest fire. Without even thinking about it, he threw the "sacred" ball of light in his hand.

The essence of the ball of light was roughly a gas mass compressed and sealed in a powerful barrier, as light as Arthur had imagined, and he threw it out as if it were a balloon, and although the ball flew as slowly as a balloon, it was still light and fluttering, and it was impossible to expect how much impact it could cause, or how accurately it could hit enemies moving at high speed in actual combat. Still, this "sacred" ball of light was more than enough to hit the large, slow mass of flesh in front of Arthur's eyes. It easily hit the burning mass of flesh and stuck to it.

"Huh?" At first, Arthur couldn't even understand what was going on. Is this the end of it? Hit it but it doesn't seem like anything happened?

But------

Pound!!------------

In the next second, the ball of light suddenly exploded, slightly smaller than the explosive arrow shot by the ranger archer Milan before, but the sound was still very terrifying. It is estimated that the explosion is due to the fact that the compressed air in the light sphere is condensed by the enchantment to the breakthrough limit in a short period of time, and then the object pole must produce a powerful explosion. And at the moment of the explosion, the light emitted by the ball of light was even worse, so bright that the eyes of the viewer felt stinging!

And the wriggling mass of flesh was blasted out of a big crater. Then Arthur could clearly see the thing twitching, as if terrified of the power of the divine orb of light. The blast of the explosion blew out all the raging fire on its body, but it was necrotic at a faster rate, obviously not due to the heat, but presumably the [sacred] at work. The original blood-red mass of flesh began to turn black, and it was a large area of blackening, and this bruise continued to spread outward along the traces of the explosion just now, and the first part of the flesh mass to become black began to gradually turn gray and necrotic more completely.

[Don't Run!]

[Give me back ......!]

[My!!my!!]

The monster struggled to crawl forward, moving towards Arthur at a slower and slower speed. The monster didn't even know that it was struggling on the brink of death, about to be destroyed, and all it cared about was retrieving the Abyssal Grimoire: The Dimensions of the Worlds from Arthur's hands.

It's so crazy that there's no cure.

Arthur pinched out another "sacred" ball of light. This thing was not as difficult to cast as he imagined, and it didn't seem to consume mental energy, and Arthur didn't feel tired at all after using it. Perhaps most of the operation was not done by Arthur himself, but by his magic guide "alchemy gauntlet", which is why he felt that it was all so easy.

The second ball of divine light smashed into the large mass of flesh that gradually turned black again, and then exploded again. The explosion caused the gray part of the large lump of flesh to turn into countless ashes and scatter, and the rest of the large lump of flesh turned completely black, and continued to turn gray and white, which represented death. It crawled or squirmed more and more slowly, almost no longer moving.

"Finally. Hanover sighed.

Arthur also breathed a sigh of relief and put away his weapon. That should do. The bandits were wiped out, the monsters were eliminated, and there was no forest fire, and the people in the city were safe. Except for the bandits, there were no casualties. That's the best ending. Although Arthur did most of the work, the mercenaries did little to help......

"Mr. Aslan, I don't know where you learned the [sacred] exorcism miracle, but apparently you weren't sent by the Vatican. Only then did the soothsayer Nantes say, "If so, you wouldn't have hired us mercenaries, but would have come with the Pope's Order to exorcise demons." ＂

Arthur was silent for a while, silence was the best answer, especially in such an awkward situation, talking nonsense would only cause more trouble.

"But [sacred] is indeed a secret technique that the Vatican's exorcists do not pass on to the public, and it is rare for a normal person to see such a miracle once in a lifetime, let alone learn it secretly. Nantes continued: "So...... This miracle you perform today may cause you great trouble in the future, and I suggest that you stop using this miracle in front of people. This time you are our employer, and of course we, as mercenaries, will do our duty of confidentiality and not tell what we see here. But in this kind of wilderness, there is no guarantee that you will not be seen by a third party, and it is difficult to guarantee that your companions will not leak the news...... ＂

"Well, I understand. Arthur glanced at Verne, and the imp also looked confused, as if he was still surprised by Arthur's cool spell just now. This kid is quite simple, and it should be no problem to fool around a few words when he goes back. And Bediwell is from Arthur's side, of course, he won't leak the news. Then the only thing that worries people should be the fact that Arthur is seen from a distance by a third party in the wild.

But how low the probability is. This was originally the territory of the [Bone Pickers] bandits, and it was also in a mountain forest outside the city. How could a fool break into the territory of a bandit and die?, and in the middle of the night, Arthur thought to himself, and kept persuading himself not to worry too much, but he could not get rid of the vague uneasiness in his heart.

This feeling of unease continued after he disbanded the group of mercenaries, returned to the hotel in the city, and lay on his bed and closed his eyes.