The Last Dark King

After all, the appraisal department is a professional. After a short inspection, it quickly issued a professional appraisal report.

Item: Mist Crystal Ball

Threat level: None (no threat to anyone other than the person involved)

Sealing method: none

Rating: Common

Function: Medium of spiritual blasphemy rituals

describe:

A common item made by injecting mist crystal powder into a transparent sphere.

Because mist crystal powder can shield prying eyes and isolate the flow of spirits, and the higher the concentration, the stronger the effect, so it is often used to test spiritual vision.

Due to its special nature, it is also used in the taboo rituals of doomsday believers.

The spirit blasphemy ritual is the most evil of all taboo rituals. The caster needs to gain the unreserved love of the subject and do something with someone other than the subject that he has never done with the caster and is the most evil thing. want to do.

Completely record the process as the core of the pollution spirit.

The more realistic, detailed and emotionally intense the record, the better the effect.

Desecrate this love and place the record in a location that is closest to the subject but cannot be seen.

The more the subject tries to pry into this record, the faster the spirit will be eroded.

After some time, the ceremony is completed.

Ritual effects can be activated by using a predetermined profanity.

In the activated state, the subject will be directly controlled by the caster. However, if the distance between the two parties is far, the spiritual induction will be interrupted and the control will be released.

In the unstimulated state, the contamination of the soul caused by sacrilegious rituals continues to be very subtle, extremely difficult to detect, and almost impossible to dispel or purify.

The only way to relieve it is for the subject to know this record. The more detailed and direct the knowledge, the faster the pollution will be purified.

If the subject continues to keep this record, after it exceeds a certain limit, he will become the slave of the caster permanently, without being restricted by distance, and there is no way to release it.

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After reading this report, Rhodes felt chills all over his body. This doomsday cultist is simply a cancer on mankind. No wonder this ritual is called the most evil.

The black priest placed the record at the bottom of the foggy crystal ball. Caramon's spiritual vision was only 10, and he might not be able to see it for the rest of his life.

Without his arrival, Caramon would likely have been permanently enslaved to the Black Priest.

It was fortunate that Rhodes had lost so much integrity and indirectly let Caramon know the record, and then half of the control was released.

That's why he saved his life in the end.

Suddenly, Rhodes remembered something and asked, "What happened to Raistlin's suicide?"

Meursault put down the report and said in a deep voice: "According to the news from the church medical center, Raistlin's spirit has been subject to a strange curse. The curse class has not yet identified its type."

Keith suddenly interrupted: "I remember Raistlin's teacher said that they suffered an unexpected defeat at Ghost Lake during a hunting mission. Raistlin was depressed for a while after he came back, but he didn't How long did it take for him to cheer up and his teacher didn't care, could it have something to do with this?"

Messo frowned and his expression became serious.

"If this is the reason, then the layout of the Polluter Sect is a bit extraordinary. What do they want to do?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Rhodes was a little nervous. He told everything except what was related to his own special features.

The rituals held by the Polluter Sect are closely related to him.

At this time, Manolo Bana, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "Have you seen the image in the crystal ball?"

The appraiser shook his head: "We don't have anyone with such high spiritual vision."

"Is there a way to take out the image?"

The appraiser still shook his head: "No, once the fog crystal ball is encapsulated, it is an unchangeable whole. Any destructive behavior will lead to the loss of the information recorded in the fixed mercury."

"Then how do you determine that it is the medium for the spiritual blasphemy ritual?"

"It has traces of ritual desecration that we can't mistake."

Manolo Bana sneered: "Traces can be forged, and only one of us here can see the information in it. So how can we prove that he is not talking nonsense, deliberately arranging it, or maliciously misleading?"

Rhodes frowned and said, "Are you also Shi Muxinzi?"

Manolo Bana became furious and shouted: "I doubt you can see at all! You are lying!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

But Rhodes didn't give him a chance to change his story, and immediately said: "Can't spiritual vision be tested? You'll know if you can't test it?"

Mosuo's eyes flashed and he said to the appraiser: "Go get a high-grade fog crystal ball."

The appraiser turned and left, and after a moment he brought back a golden mist crystal ball.

"This is the most advanced misty crystal ball. It can measure 99% of spiritual vision. The specific value can be accurate to single digits."

Rhodes asked casually: "Isn't spiritual vision 100?"

"No, we have no way to obtain 100% concentration of mist crystal powder."

"Okay, let's start the test. You use your spiritual vision to observe the crystal ball and tell me the patterns inside it."

Messo and Case looked at Rhodes with burning eyes, while Manolo Bana looked a little uncertain.

As soon as Rhodes thought, the eyes of the soul were opened.

Mo Suo praised: "It is really powerful to activate spiritual vision without auxiliary actions."

Manolo Bana had a sullen expression and said nothing.

Rhodes turned his gaze to the crystal ball. The chaotic mist became illusory, like a floating shadow, and he quickly saw the first image.

"A deer, leaping in the forest."

The appraiser nodded: "Fifty psychic vision."

His hand touched the crystal ball lightly.

Rhodes saw a second image.

"A black cat chasing a mouse in a shabby house."

The appraiser nodded: "Seventy years of spiritual vision."

Meurso and Case smiled visibly.

Manolo Bana looked gloomy.

The appraiser touched the crystal ball again, and Rhodes saw the third image.

"A white ghost horse flew into the air."

The appraiser's expression was a little solemn. He actually didn't believe that a new student could have high spiritual vision.

"Eighty Vision."

The smiles of Meurso and Case became more obvious. The former kept smoking his cigarette, while the latter kept rubbing his hands, showing the excitement in his heart.

Manolo Bana's expression completely darkened.

The appraiser did not stop what he was doing, and soon, Rhodes saw the fourth image.

"Many tree-like mushrooms, blue, red, green, purple, and white."

Sweat broke out on the appraiser's forehead, and he could no longer maintain his composure.

"Ninety-year vision."

Keith suddenly jumped up, as if there was a big balloon in his chest, but he didn't make a sound, as if he was afraid of scaring away this hard-won good thing.

The appraiser touched the crystal ball for the last time.

Rhodes saw the fifth image.

It was a golden sun, rising from the end of the horizon, emitting thousands of golden lights that dyed the picture a little blurry.

He hesitated and said.

"The sun, the golden sun."

The appraiser's eyes widened, his expression looked like he had seen a ghost, and it took him a long time to say anything.

"Nine, ninety-nine! The highest spiritual vision!"

"good!"

Case suddenly shouted loudly, and the balloon in his chest exploded. The loud sound caused the dust on the roof to fall, and Rhodes almost went deaf.

"Another perfect clairvoyant! I have never seen such a young clairvoyant. We have another new star rising!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Musso kept repeating one word like a broken gramophone. The cigarette had burned his fingers without even noticing it. He stared at Rhodes as if his eyes were on fire.

Manolobana suddenly asked: "Can it know the answer in advance?"

The appraiser looked like he had eaten a fly and replied: "This is a new foggy crystal ball. He is the first person to test it. No one knows the answer except the manufacturer and the tester."

Manolo Bana said calmly: "But it is also possible. Moreover, if there are absolute spiritual visionaries among the doomsday believers, it will not be good news for us."

The appraiser shut his mouth.

Meusso and Case were not disturbed by his words and were still smiling.

Keith suddenly asked: "Little Luoluo, what do you think of the city defense army?"

Rhodes scratched his head: "I don't know."

"Very good, right? Do you have any intention of joining the city defense army after graduation?"

Rhodes cleared his throat and said clearly: "I'm not sure."

"Yes! That's great. I'll write it down for you now. After you graduate, you will directly join the city defense army. I will arrange your position for you..."

Manolo Bana coughed heavily.

Keith turned around suddenly and said seriously: "Master Gula, you are tired, go back and rest, and leave the rest to us."

Manolo Bana said coldly: "With the protection of the Holy Fire, I am not tired at all. I think we should continue to discuss the doubtful points of the sewer incident now."

Keith scratched his head and said dissatisfiedly: "What's there to discuss? It's just those crazy bastards who want to hold some crazy ritual in the sewer. Don't worry, I will definitely find them and pinch them one by one. Blow their heads off and avenge my watchers."

Manolo Bana sneered.

"Things are definitely not that simple. As far as I know, black priests will use spiritual mist to cover their whole bodies to prevent their true appearance from being seen. If your spiritual vision is really that strong, you should have seen her appearance and know who she is. . But why didn’t you mention this just now?”

As soon as he said this, Meurso and Case turned their eyes, waiting for his explanation.

Rhodes took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The reason I didn't tell you right away is that this matter is more complicated and the people involved are more sensitive. I need to explain the whole thing clearly..."

Manolo Bana interrupted impatiently: "Just tell me who it is."

Rhodes said directly.

"Alex, the governor of the second largest district in the outer city."

As soon as he finished speaking, Manolo Bana categorically denied: "Impossible! Alex is a well-known good archon, and it is absolutely impossible for her to be a doomsday cultist. You can't do it because she has provided a lot of evidence against you. , thereby slandering and placing the blame on her.”

Rhodes sneered and said: "You can go find her now and we will confront her."

Manolo Bana sneered: "Lord Musso, please send someone to find her now. I want to expose his lies face to face. Alex's promotion has passed my strict review. There is absolutely no way she is a doomsday cultist." "Since taking office, her work achievements are obvious to all and cannot be slandered by anyone."

Rhodes frowned and said, "Did you review it?"

Manolo Bana said arrogantly: "The entire internal affairs tribunal knows that I was the one who reviewed it."

Soon, the people sent reported back.

"Alex is missing!"

"We found unknown ritual objects in her home, as well as decomposing bodies and skulls."

Meurso and Case stood up in an instant.

Keith stared at the iron mask: "I heard you were the one who reviewed it?"

Manolobana was silent for a few seconds.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's slander."