World Occult User Guide

The top floor of the "smart" area is a circular control room.

Everything from the ceiling, walls to the floor is made of transparent materials, and the back is covered with an LED screen. Images of the snow-white church are played in a loop, and beautiful hymns flow, making people feel like they are truly in the legendary paradise.

Numerous computer screens, signals and buttons conceal an unusual, cool electronic sheen, embedded in a dazzling array of shimmering auspicious clouds, marble statues and arches.

Lin An finally met Joshua in person.

He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, with a figure as slender as a dancer's. He stood casually beside a desk on the left side of the control room, one hand resting on the tabletop.

For a moment, Lin An's mind went through his previous guesses, but the system showed no response. He thought of several mysterious names that matched Joshua, but he still couldn't see the exact panel.

"No, brother Tongzi, you can't recognize him? Do I have to go over, grab his shoulders, and give him a kiss to be considered as 'witnessing it with my own eyes'?"

"No, Lin An. Because the rating of this mystery is higher than [Mysterious Encyclopedia], it will not be displayed." The system explained, "To answer your second question, it is best to meet in person, otherwise I will not be able to capture it. Its aura.”

Above the system?

Is Joshua Class A from Source?

After nearly three months of exposure to the world of "Comes", Lin An met someone with a higher rating than him for the first time.

It’s hard to imagine how terrifying Joshua will be two years later...

Hope my experiment will be successful. he thinks.

If the real world encountered Joshua in 2038, a mysterious person of this level would be invincible to Lin An, let alone troublesome.

I'm afraid even Brother Luzi and Sister Shuzi combined can't beat him. How can these two auxiliary media be the opponent of the "Presiding Judge".

Joshua was also sizing up the young man.

This awakened mystic should have been handed over to the President. After all, he seemed incompatible with the newly established inspection team and was simply one of the people who was forcibly recruited.

Considering the future expansion to the whole country, Joshua reluctantly agreed to Jericho's arrangement.

Reading Lin An's file, Joshua suddenly noticed a sense of inconsistency.

This person is a freshman at Ann Arbor University and a native of the capital city of Dragon Kingdom. He just arrived in Eagle Kingdom two months ago. According to reports, he has always had a strong interest in occultism and came to the headquarters of St. Annilov.

How did he get here?

Plane or train? What is the means of transportation?

Is the St. Aniloff Foundation's intelligence network so rough?

At first, Joshua thought Lin An was a "wild" mystic who awakened naturally, so he didn't take it to heart. Unexpectedly, when he saw it with his own eyes, he noticed that the other person exuded an unusual aura.

Why should he care about a person whose origins have nothing to do with "Comes"?

Something is wrong.

All sorts of things were not quite right.

Ah, I see...

Joshua narrowed his eyes slightly, sat back on the desk chair, and spoke while using his fingers to operate the flashing hidden keyboard.

"You are not a person at this time," he said bluntly.

As worthy of being at the Source level and having a noble family background, Lin An rolled his eyes and admitted it openly without hiding it.

"How did you get it?"

"The 'God of Truth' can go back in time. In order to gain an immersive understanding of history, they will fabricate a logical 'plot' for their avatar based on what happened, and get close to the core characters of the incident."

Following Joshua's operation, the elevator door suddenly closed.

The two were locked in a confined space, and Joshua did not want to let a god of truth run around in the foundation.

Four tall robots were activated. They eliminated the protective color that blended with Xiangyun and approached Lin An; the ceiling made an abnormal noise and moved slightly, and dozens of red dots were pointed at Lin An.

"They float above the river of time like phantoms, without considering the logic of reality. It's like reading a history book - because they have already happened. No wonder the President insisted on assigning you to me. After all, he is just an ordinary person. .”

After being reminded by Joshua, Lin An recalled Moose's explanation.

During the Holy Mountain Incident, except for Little Canine, the people of the Xunlang tribe also accepted Lin An's identity as the spokesperson of the gods without any doubt.

The reason why the process of infiltrating the inspection team was so smooth is probably because of the mysterious magic of the moose, which made Lin An like a spectator suspended outside time and space. The incident was developing according to the plot he wanted to advance. Only Joshua, who is also the source level, could Noticed something strange.

"But I feel that the 'God of Truth' is not a omnipotent medium. They can only see the most superficial development and cannot go deep." Joshua grinned arrogantly, "When we look back in time, your status is also looked back. Yes, isn't it?"

Lin An also smiled.

"Yes, my phone was returned to the factory with just one click."

"Everyone is at the same time and the radiation value is the same. Why do you think you can defeat other media and observe their secrets? The God of Truth's combat methods are pitiful. As long as he is noticed by those with the same rating, he will wait for you There is only death!"

That makes sense.

A stranger appears out of thin air in the core circle of life. As long as he is not affected by the "God of Truth", he can normally detect it. The moose cannot go back too far in the past. Its limit is November 5, 2036.

Lin An's calmness made Joshua sneer.

The 'God of Truth' can freely change the direction of the fragment of time, but no matter what, when the fragment is pasted back to the tree of time, their actions will disappear and time will return to the right track.

The death of time fragments never counts, whether it is him or the "God of Truth" himself.

"The current projection of 'Comes' is so undetectable that almost any mystic can be killed by the machine! No matter what you want to know, this time and space journey ends here, damn the God of Truth!"

Joshua's fingertips trembled slightly, and the robot rushed towards Lin An with extremely fast skills. At the same time, bullets poured out like a torrential rain, without even extra gunpowder smoke, cutting through the air like a sharp laser, wishing to kill Lin An. Shoot into a sieve.

However, the scene reflected in his eyes was shocking.

I saw all the bullets deviate from the trajectory in an instant and hit the floor with a "bang".

The weight rules centered on Lin An were completely changed, and the gravity rules were completely changed, holding the bullet as if it were overwhelming.

【Golden Dawn】——Extra weight!

At the same time, the robot that first encountered Lin An suddenly floated into the air. Gravity lost its effect, and the heavy machine became light and suspended.

Lin An grabbed the robot's shoulders, took the opportunity to get off the ground, and dodged the robot's follow-up restraints.

【Golden Dawn】——Get rid of gravity!

Joshua's disbelief turned into confusion, his face turned pale, and incredible thoughts flashed through his mind.

How can this be!

It's obviously 2036, and it's obviously impossible for a mysterious person with too high radiation levels to appear!

- He doesn't even look polluted!

Why is it so strong?

Can’t the God of Truth only go back in time and not be able to retain his original power?

This person's radiation value should not exceed a certain threshold!

Yes, it’s against common sense!

It doesn’t comply with the rules of “Comes”!

And his mystical skills...

Not the god of truth, but the most compatible seeker of knowledge!

Joshua was about to reach out to operate the keyboard, but found that his body seemed to be completely imprisoned in this chair, and his intention to move was completely denied.

The irrefutable rope fell on Joshua, swayed and grew, wrapped around his elbows, and continued to extend towards his back and chest, until it entangled him in place layer by layer, making him unable to move at all.

[Replyer-Nazheqin]——The commandments of Mount Sinai!

"You used my mysticism against me!"

Joshua struggled to no avail, his eyes revealed crazy anger, and he yelled unwillingly.

"Damn it, I probably know who you are! The source of disaster, the culprit of the destruction of the Tower of Babel! - You are the culprit of the Great Flood!"

"You are talking nonsense, do you think you are a 'prophet'! The last nonsense old woman still praised me as the embodiment of glory. People of all countries and languages ​​worship me. How come you have become a source of disaster again? Editor The story is about to start!"

Joshua's words could not sway Lin An, but in order to prevent the system from being affected, he shouted without hesitation, and then pointed his index finger straight ahead.

"System, use "Encyclopedia of Magic I: Undead, Fertility and the Dark Land - Hittite Worship Ritual" - [Underworld God Sacrifice]!"

The young man's face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were like indifferent and deep pools of water.

This was the last scene Joshua saw.

The pattern of the soul appeared more and more clearly. Lin An stared at the moment that belonged to Joshua. The breath from the earth overflowed from his fingertips and turned into a huge clay pot, falling from the sky.

Joshua's head was covered by it, and there was only a rumbling roar in his ears.

seven nails of iron, seven nails of brass, seven nails of brass and tin,

Believer, please praise the Sun Goddess,

Ants sacrificed themselves to the earth and rivers, digging holes for her,

And offered the blood of a piglet.

The sun shines, accepting the soul to return to the eternal realm of nothingness, where death rules the world and the underworld that the Hittites worshiped and were familiar with.

Across the sky, billions of souls return to the dust of their fate.

Joshua felt like he had turned into a tree without a crown, his soul was completely chopped into pieces, and he kept falling.

Everything flows forward quickly, and in the blink of an eye it comes to the end of life. The days are like lilies, without counting, and death is an insidious purple snake that bites his young and strong soul and tears it until it is broken.

With the last of his strength, Joshua's eyes were splitting, and he almost crazily squeezed out a broken roar from his throat.

"Stupid...and evil guy!"

The leader of the inspection team maintained a proud posture, swallowed all the painful wails, and stared at Lin An until blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which was shocking and shocking.

The commandments gradually dissipated with the pace of death, and the dead body fell forward with a crash.

"Beep beep beep!"

A row of keyboards issued error prompts, and discordant black cracks appeared in the church image on the LED display, as if a snake tore apart the eternally beautiful image of the Garden of Eden.

The three robots stopped moving for no apparent reason and stood motionless.

Lin An let go of the robot arm floating in the air, landed steadily on the ground, and looked at Joshua, who was still dead.

Bug's frequent light and shadow dappled his body, leaving colorful square patterns like a mosaic. The energy had no sound, and the silence was still silence.

After brushing off the dust on his body, Lin An took a long breath.

"Go have a tea party in the underworld in that world, you spiritual Spartan."

…………

The time comes on the night of February 16, 2038.

The leader of the inspection team on the private plane crossed his legs, anxiously watching the passing clouds, tapping his knees nervously with his fingers.

Suddenly at a certain moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Cough, cough, cough...!"

Unbearable pain struck from the depths of his soul. Joshua banged his head against the plane window, forcing himself to remain conscious and feeling the approach of death in disbelief.

The killings of the past are now impossible, yet this impossibility is being reconstructed.

He Antimony...?

The death that traveled along the river of time became reality at this moment. Joshua pinched his own neck with both hands as if he was committing suicide, and made an instant decision.

He gave up his consciousness and completely handed over his own initiative to the increasingly intense projection of "Comes", so that energy burst out from his body.

The entire plane stood still and became an ancient mural.

Immediately afterwards, there was a low noise in the cabin, a gust of blazing wind, and the long bronze staff slammed its sharp end into the ground, and immediately spurted out large jets of blue water.

It connects to the endless blue sky around it, moves in the twisted space, and is constantly tossed around.

The breeze turned into the sound of chainsaws, filled with the smell of smoke and burnt meat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The loud noise of broken equipment was mixed with screams, and the sound of running was like rapid strafing. In an instant, all the disasters that happened in the scriptures now happened at the same time without anyone noticing.

The screams and resistance of the flight attendants lasted less than a second and then stopped immediately. Their world became a sigh before execution.

At this moment, countless things were destroyed.

The physical shell suddenly collapsed, and the wind of fire swept everything away.

"Boom——!"

Rolling and swaying, the plane plummeted toward the coast of San Francisco, turning into a small splash on the ocean surface.

Releasing energy without any rules or restraint, Joshua's pollution level inevitably soared. At the same time, his appearance changed, and the ancient and great old shadow returned, squirming a little, and replaced the original face.

Joshua's breathing stopped in a spasmodic convulsion.

The water was rough.

The lighthouse of San Francesco lit up with dazzling light and swept towards the place where the chaos occurred.

In the next second, a tattoo of a sacred, brass-colored snake snaked up from Joshua's wrist. It burned with sacred flames, spiraling across the surface of the skin until it penetrated into the center of the brow.

The smell of the resurrection of the dead permeates the air.

"Wow..."

Three days after the plane crash, a small coastal town receives a strange visitor.

It was an almost naked, handsome man, his skin was as smooth as porcelain, and his amber brown eyes were two beautiful rare gems, but they were blank and hard to focus on.

Several well-meaning people saw this and wanted to help him. When they got closer, they heard the man muttering like crazy.

"Who am I...who am I?"

"This man seems to have lost his memory." People pointed at him curiously and whispered, "Would you like to contact a nearby charity?"

The man spread his hands to catch the absinthe-like sweat.

"Amnesia? No, I don't have amnesia..."

After that, he pushed the kind man away and rushed out of the sight of the townspeople at a speed faster than that of a cannon player.

"I still have a mission that I have to do. I, I want to lead all mankind out of Egypt! That's right, the north... the north, the great disaster will happen in the cities in the north!"

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