World Occult User Guide

"You want to teach me a word for 'Lady with the Lamp'?"

Lin An raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this thing could be obtained through teaching. Or does the family have some more advanced methods?

"You are already prepared." Pastor Zai smiled at him, "Otherwise, even if I am willing to show everything, he will not have enough knowledge and talent to understand the concept of another world."

"To put it simply, your knowledge can only be inherited when you reach a certain measurement value." Lin An pondered for a moment, "According to my understanding, the consequences of staring at the medium rashly are crazy."

"I am already a blind man who cannot see clearly."

Zairuo pointedly said that maybe he had tried the method taught by the priest on himself, but he suffered from the lack of a way to obtain the "Lamp Goddess", and the pollution level increased significantly. When he met Lin An, he also looked extremely mentally unstable. look like.

If he hadn't stopped in time, he might have become the second unicorn.

Lin An would certainly not refuse such an opportunity, but he understood that there is no free lunch in the world.

"So, what's the price?"

Zai was silent for a long time and pointed his finger on his temple: "This body and spirit are on the verge of collapse and cannot bear the huge memory I hold. I want to live in your brain."

"..."

Damn, Portable Grandpa 2.0, right?

When the Duke comes down, you two might as well have a fight, and whoever wins will continue to rent a room in my mind.

Lin An hated the existence of a second person in his body. The only good thing was that Meyer said that these "ancestral ghosts" would not pry into the hearts of the mysterious people, unlike Hugh who watched other people's thoughts and memories every day as a TV series. Duke of Si.

"Crash! Crash!"

The sound of turning pages was heard, and Lin An glanced at the Countess' position.

She let out an unyielding roar, and the red dragon's shadow rolled and struggled like a lizard, its sharp scales piercing the yellow sticky energy, almost trying to escape through the air.

There was no time to hesitate.

Either kill the Countess now and bet that she won't crush the "Rose to Heaven" and let Lalien die together; or agree to the request of Zay Stanislasva Bracombe.

The former is a Russian roulette of suicidal gambling, and the result of losing is to disappear; the latter is just a delaying tactic. When trying to expel Zai in the future, maybe you can accumulate experience and use it to separate the Duke's consciousness.

Lin An couldn't believe his luck and had to turn to Zai.

Zai in his pastoral state is quite patient, not as impatient as Zai the carpenter, silently waiting for Lin An to make a decision.

With a long sigh, Lin An nodded: "Please let me witness your Kurumba."

Kurumba, the oldest song and dance form of Bantu, is also the dance method they use when worshiping their gods.

Zai's face was as usual, neither pleased nor proud, and he pointed very gently towards the southeast side of Lin An.

"See, hear, think."

The drumming sound sounded, and all the worries accumulated in Lin An's chest disappeared in an instant.

Looking in the direction of Zai's finger, Lin An saw the ghosts that originally came with Zai again.

Under the moonlight, thousands of transparent figures glow faintly. The spectacular scene is staggering. The army of souls from all eras is vast and unstoppable.

At the front was a caravan composed of high priests, saints and prophets. The dark-colored vehicles were covered with slightly retro edges and corners. They poked their heads out of the window and showed Lin An the various "baggage" they carried.

Some are floating pyramids of wisdom, some are paradises, some are glass windows with infinite scenery, mirrors reflecting dreamy scenery, holy lions, golden light, crowns engraved with the inscription "The Benevolent are Invincible", diamond scepters and golden pestles.

Lin An stared intently at the flames coming from the other side of the Kalunga Line. They seemed to be on a mission to restore the natural order and were marching in a certain direction.

As the century changes, they look forward to a new cycle of fairness and justice.

Following closely behind were some vague-faced Southern gods. Lin An saw a sloppy man with hair covering his face like a waterfall, twin girls who looked exactly the same, and a giant spider-like monster with several arms stretched out.

The ghosts' progress stopped here, and Lin An vaguely saw the shadows of the two giants.

This was not the first time he had seen these two people.

"what is that?"

"Our ancestors who created the world, and the ancient gods who saved all living things from the flood," Zai said.

"Flood..." Lin An thought of Anhuis's memory, "Were they the two of them who saved the humans on Titan in the flood?"

Zai, who was holding a rough cane, looked at Lin An carefully, and finally his eyes stopped on his black eyes, as if he looked into him through the pupils.

"I have always felt, Forest Ranger, that there seems to be a resonance between us. There are two auras in your body, one is that of a disgusting invader, and the other is that of an ancient being who is inextricably linked to us. Blood."

Carpenter Zai had already told Lin An this. If he hadn't vaguely felt that Lin An and Nanzhou had some "ancient connection", he would never have given Lin An a chance to explain.

"Actually, my father is from the Dragon Kingdom." Lin An tentatively revealed the information.

Zai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and whispered "That's it" in a slight voice, and then told Lin An.

"Those two huge gods have names. In our language, the male is Pangu and the female is Yiwo."

"Pan Gu, Yiwo?"

Lin An read it in native dialect and automatically translated it into Chinese in his heart.

No...

Pangu, Nuwa? !

There is no pronunciation of N in the native language. Lin An can only confirm that the first word is obviously Pangu. Whether the second word is Nuwa has to wait for further understanding.

No wonder the songs sung by the gods in the illusion shown by Zai made Lin An feel very familiar. It was like the creation of the world and the muddy water saving people. There was always an illusion of the ancient Chinese mythology.

In any case, now is not the time to wonder why there is Pangu Nuwa in Nanzhou. Lin An pricked up his ears because those gods started a strange performance.

In the clear and dark light, ghosts and gods spoke at the same time. Their songs intertwined with each other and began to resonate, gradually converging into a magnificent chorus.

This was a mysterious concert, with singing and dancing soaring. Lin An saw the spirits approaching him for the first time. They came one after another and surrounded him, gathering more and more, forming a layer upon layer. A series of grotesque circles.

Civilization and history create inheritance.

Inheritance creates ideas.

Thoughts create action.

Action creates life again.

Where there is life, there is light.

When you find the light, you find the mysterious immortality.

The songs of the spirits echoed in Lin An's ears, and he faintly felt a word gradually taking shape.

In Bantu or Southern mythology, a lot of knowledge is obtained through spiritual realms, ghosts or ancestors' dreams. It is a bit like the visions of local gods, except that they are embodied in a certain person or a group.

Lin An pricked up his ears and listened to their voices, not daring to neglect them.

At the same time came chaotic memories. In a church similar to the one just now, a shadow rushed past. The four walls were reflections of things that had happened in the past, whether they were painful or joyful.

Is this the memory of Pastor Stanislas Vabracombe?

The dim light flickers, and the dreams of the living and the dead drift in the wind.

The rain forest is still sleepless at night, and every tree is struggling and wailing, trying to escape the engulfment of the flames.

Tomorrow, some people will become lonely ghosts.

But one day, some of them will cross the mountains that lie before destiny and see a new world beyond the chaos.

There, the sun is always there and the tranquility is always there.

"Indirect miracle."

This was the first time Lin An mastered the vocabulary of "Goddess with the Lamp".

Lin An was very excited while chewing the language from "Comes".

For the first time, he mastered the pronunciation of his home planet. Zay didn't need any explanation, he knew how to use it naturally.

Compared with the mystical arts that have been interpreted, analyzed, and reconstructed by humans, Lin An found that it was easier for him to understand the pure concept of "Goddess with the Lamp".

There are two contexts for indirect miracles.

First, as an intermediary, Lin An first listens to one party's prayer, and then tells the third party to let them do it. An incredible thing will happen on their way to help them complete the first party's request.

The second is that someone else prays to Lin An as an intermediary and relays the third party's wishes. When he realizes this, something will also happen to help him achieve his goal.

However, just when Lin An wanted to pronounce this word, his throat became hoarse and his voice got stuck in his mouth, unable to speak.

what happened?

"Your understanding is beyond my imagination. This may be due to the other half of your invader blood." Zai spoke up again, "But you still have a meager foundation."

"Basics?" Lin An asked doubtfully.

"Don't always look worried, otherwise you can't be a better guardian than me." Zai's tone suddenly became impatient, "You haven't done any irreparable misdeeds, and you're not blind yet."

"Uncle, are you back?"

"How many times have I told you - your uncle, who is your uncle!"

Putting these words aside, Zai burst into a burst of wild and inexplicable laughter, rushed forward, and threw himself into the convoy of saints and prophets without hesitation.

In the past, Zai always struggled in the whispers of ghosts, but he maintained the knowledge of "I am Zai" and tried his best to avoid falling into madness. However, this time he joined them. Does it mean that he wants to give up the final goal of "Carpenter"? A trace of existence?

Lin An's pupils shrank slightly.

This sounds like self-destruction by actively increasing the pollution value. However, for the "Man in the Shadow" who is a "visionary" medium, completely giving up the earthly self and joining the underworld is actually a way to control the mystery.

Although the price is to completely lose the ability to identify and be swallowed by "Comoth".

According to the rules of "Comoth", dreamers' dreams will never have a chance to be realized in the real world. They can always only be fantasies and cannot affect the substantive world.

unless……

"The degree of fusion between you and the 'Goddess of the Lantern' has reached 1%."

"Due to the increased level of integration, the first 'indirect miracle' of enlightenment you receive can be put to use."

"If you want to use this enlightenment, you need to consume the 'Lamp Goddess' x1, or a certain degree of [Measurement Value], depending on the influence."

The system's cold announcement provided the best explanation for Zai's behavior.

He exiled himself and plunged into an ancient, united and coherent dream. His radiation value increased, and Lin An's measurement value also increased.

Suddenly, he understood why Zai said before, "This is the last time I will take you into her dream."

Because at that moment, he made up his mind. If Lin An could not escape unharmed after killing Mariette, he would voluntarily give up on maintaining his sanity and help Lin An increase the measurement value by increasing the pollution level.

Even if the price is...

The soul is still marching, carrying Zai's car towards the distance.

"I am done."

His words were straightforward, and not even a sigh could be heard. His voice was as distant and old as a ghost, as if someone was speaking through his mouth.

"I'm hopeless." He continued, "I know I will definitely end up like this. I am not born to be a reformer or the guardian of the rainforest. I am just a persistent and unfortunate common man. And you, I My friends are more adaptable to the light than I am.”

"You are not my friend, Mr. Zai." Lin An said expressionlessly.

"You're such an insufferable kid."

"I don't know anything about you yet, and you're going to die."

A twisted smile appeared on Zai's face: "Ranger, you can either give me some hospice care, or don't curse me to death, okay? I told you that we still have a long chat - I almost forgot, listen to me Please pray to calm the war in the rainforest.”

"But that's you, led by Pastor Stanislas Vabracombe."

"Haha, do you like an illiterate old lunatic who drags others down and curses at every turn?"

After saying that, Zai didn't listen to the answer, and retracted the car body in embarrassment, as if fleeing, and the army of ghosts continued to move forward in a mighty manner.

Rainbow elves followed behind the convoy, and the sound of crying and wailing filled the air. These sounds did not come from humans, but from spirits; they all had a pair of sad eyes, like topaz falling from the sky.

Lin An didn't know if they were Zai's family, but neither Zai nor these souls quickly disappeared, replaced by increasingly crazy illusions.

Although the colors are grotesque and the scenes are illogical, its power is weakened because there is no one to control it.

The system attached the panel to a looming corner, and Lin An calmly spoke to the data that was about to approach 100% pollution level.

"Actually, I don't care, uncle. Because your mental state is ahead of most people in the world. No matter how painful it is, at least you won't use the power of 'Comes' to drag innocent ordinary people into the water."

"Cough, haah...haah..."

A cough came from one side. Without the control of the priest, the countess broke free from Zai's restraints. She drove the red dragon with a playful smile and fled.

"Ah ha ha ha, you can't kill me! Forest ranger, let's wait and see, I want everyone to pay the price for my son - I want this rain forest to accompany him -"

She seemed to want to say something harsh, but the next moment, the sharp and harsh voice suddenly stopped.

A pair of war armor made of bronze was seen covering Lin An's body, and the aura of the Canaanite goddess spread like a fierce north wind, whistling in.

He raised his long hair and stabbed the Countess in the heart from behind.

"For example, you are just as bad as Adelia! I have tolerated you for a long time!" (End of Chapter)