World Occult User Guide

The gloomy green contrasts with the gurgling turbid streams in the rainforest, and the sounds of the wild are noisy. There are probably several different species of monkeys and orangutans passing by.

Lin An returned to the Spotted Lion Tribe and found that the situation quickly stabilized under Misulu's control. He also learned about the mysterious awakening of the young chief.

Unfortunately, Lin An did not have time to enable the [Edit] function and failed to include this entry.

Misulu doesn't know what his mysterious prototype is, and Lin An can't get the data for the time being. In any case, this young chief is at least a legendary mystic.

"I saw illusory mist, and three different ghosts came towards me. They were the white Kurus, the red Makira, and the yellow Dinganga."

In the chief's hut, Misulu described the scene to Lin An and other tribesmen.

"As long as they hear my command, they will attach themselves to people's bodies. Kurus can make people dizzy and hallucinate, Makira can fight with a machete or bow and arrow, and Dinganga is willing to tell me something about the past and present. and future wisdom.”

"That's three arms." Lin An muttered.

"It can be understood this way." Misulu scratched his head, "There are 20 ghosts who obey my orders, 10 Kurus, 9 Makira and 1 Dinganga."

As a new mystic who has just awakened, this number is definitely a lot.

Is he a mythical person?

The mythical mysterious prototype of Bantu...

"Forester, do you know 'Entu' and 'Nomo'?"

Suddenly, a voice that was both illusory and real sounded in his ears. Lin An knew that it was the ghost of Pastor Zai speaking.

Lin An didn't know much about Bantu mythology. It wasn't that he wasn't interested, but most legends about Bantu or Nanzhou were only passed down by word of mouth, and there were very few written materials.

Therefore, if you want to know more about their mystery, you can only talk to the locals, such as... this priest with a good background.

"I don't know, what is that?" Lin An asked honestly.

"There is a word in Bantu called 'Muntu', and its literal translation is 'people', but in fact, you can call living people, dead people, unborn fetuses, and gods all called Muntu. "

"Is it……"

Lin An discovered that Zai appeared in a physical form. He was different from that crazy man. His eyes were slanted downward and his forehead was high. His eyes were the darkest brown and the whites of his eyes were light cream, just like a pharaoh or a god in an Egyptian mural.

"Besides people, other things are called 'kintu' - animals, stones, plants; places or times are called 'hantu'. The qualities of something are 'kuntu' - for example, beautiful, ugly, kind, Insidious, stingy and generous.”

"All these things have a common general name, 'entu.' Everything here is an entu."

Zai told Lin An in a long story that entu refers to a state of eternal slumber until they are awakened by 'nomo', a force that makes things become things - it makes people become people, or trees, or animal.

"Where did Nomo come from?" Lin An said.

Zay pointed to his mouth: "Special songs, special poems, special screams, special prayers, and special names."

"Words?"

"That's right, the person standing in front of you has mastered the ghost's nomo, so he can drive some ghosts who died nearby. We call this kind of person 'Enquitas', which means 'injecting nomo into grace' The messenger of the picture'."

"Enquitas..."

"Ghosts who died in different ways during life have different powers after death. They are distinguished from each other by color." Zai explained.

Lin An glanced at Misulu, who was standing proudly, and the system displayed the green panel.

[Name]: Enkitas, Nomo Controller, Lord of Ghosts

[Rating]: Mythical Class B

[Radiation value]: 0.1%

[Pollution level]: 0.8%

[Media]: War Emperor

It is indeed a mythical level.

It seems that the battle created by the countess has become Misuru's awakening ceremony in some ways. If she knew that she had helped the enemy, would she be so angry that she would come to life.

While Lin An was thinking, Misulu continued.

"Anyway, when I took control of Dawa, I tried my best to intervene in the battle and did not let the situation escalate further."

"Others can also help." Mezuo, who was observing, clapped his hands, "There are many mystics in our tribe."

"But I must be the one who contributes the most!" Misulu vowed and patted his chest.

"It is initially estimated that there are 58 dead in total, and there are no mysterious casualties." Meyer added seriously, "Only five of them are members of the Spotted Lion Tribe, and the rest are from other tribes. Apu has arranged for envoys to inquire about the situation there. .”

"I'm afraid the situation in the rainforest is not optimistic..." Lin An thought of the tragic situation of another tribe not long ago, and couldn't help but sigh at the wide-scale power of the "War Emperor".

The death of civilians in such a large area in an instant was so efficient that even the "Presiding Judge", who was good at killing, was inferior.

"But I calmed down the war in time, and I stopped the riot of the spotted lion tribe!" Misulu said loudly again.

Meyer rolled his eyes, and Mezzo yawned, saying he was used to taking credit.

Lin An hesitated for a long time. He wanted to ask if any of the dead were from the construction team of Edward and Fu Bin. But seeing that Misulu was getting more and more depressed, he had to pat his shoulder to show encouragement.

"I hear you, you did great, Misuru."

According to people's descriptions, Misuru not only suppressed most of the tribe, but also extinguished the flames of internal hostilities after the war.

As a mystic who first entered the world of "Comes", he was truly remarkable. Most people could not grasp the energy of that world as easily as he did.

Hearing Lin An's compliment, Misulu's pure black eyes immediately lit up, beaming with joy, while Mezuo on the side grabbed Lin An's hand and put it on his hair.

"Touch me, I'm doing great too."

"What did you do?" Lin An didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I survived." Mezzo said matter-of-factly. "I survived another day. I'm great."

Another voice came into Lin An's mind, from the seemingly indifferent Dasha Meier.

"Actually, I have contributed a lot...Although I am doing some post-war work...but I am also great..."

"Yes, you are great."

Lin An took the opportunity to praise, and Meyer's cheeks suddenly turned crimson. He cleared his throat several times but did not return to his previous meticulousness.

Looking at the three brothers and sisters with different expressions, Lin An suddenly had a vision of three different dogs for some reason.

Tibetan Mastiff, Pomeranian, German Shepherd?

Why do I have this illusion?

He must be too tired from fighting the countess...

After suppressing his thoughts, Lin An confirmed the survival of the Great Elder, Edward and others, and then ordered Apu to hold a simple funeral for the dead clan members.

There were basically no problems within the Spotted Lion Tribe, but it was another group of people that gave Lin An a headache.

Tiger fish tribe.

Under the control of the countess, they came out in full force and attacked the spotted lion tribe and some nearby small tribes with long guns and short cannons. At this time, they were tied up and guarded by the mysterious person.

Meyer did not count the death toll of the Tiger Fish Tribe. Preliminary inference is that they lost at least 300 people in the Spotted Lion Tribe. Most of them were killed by the mysterious people, and some were beaten by the angry Spotted Lion tribe after surrendering. Beat to death.

This group of people living in the cruel rain forest would not be polite to the prisoners. It was already "civilized" enough not to cook and eat these people.

If they hadn't wanted to wait for Lin An's fate, the tiger fish tribe would have been thrown into the Kuba River by the spotted lion tribe to feed the crocodiles.

After listening to Meyer's report, Lin An thought for a moment.

"By the way, where is Susumi?"

"Lord Ancestral Spirit, please come with me." Mayer's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability, "Yadamu is guarding them."

When he walked out of the hut, Lin An suddenly found that the sunlight had disappeared, and the sultry wind was mixed with a bit of moist chill.

He raised his head, and a low cloud layer passed by, covering the golden sun. Tens of thousands of small flying ant-like insects gathered together, making a low and unremitting buzzing sound that stretched to the end of the sky.

The air, which was already full of water vapor, became increasingly humid, and the air pressure was so low that it seemed like water was coming out.

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded in the distance, and then, a drizzle of green grass fell on Lin An's head.

"The rainy season is coming." He heard Zai say leisurely.

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In a room decorated with handmade sheepskin rugs, Renaissance oil paintings and copper candles, highly modern crystal lamps emit bright and soft light, like a bright golden arc, making the shape of each exquisite furniture clearly identifiable.

There is a rectangular dining table in the room. The blue and white porcelain in the center is decorated with fresh tulips, which is colorful.

The fireplace has been improved, and the high-definition screen continuously plays videos of wood burning, which together with the "cracking" stereo sound, add a bit of warmth.

The man on one side of the table scooped up a spoonful of cream of asparagus soup, but hesitated to put it into his mouth. He looked at the face of the person opposite him intently through the bouquet of bright tulips.

"Are you troubling me, my Lord Jacob?" The person he was staring at stopped his elegant dining posture and spoke in a polite and distant tone, "I am willing to help you solve your problems."

"This is the last time we will dine at Mary King's Castle. Tomorrow I am going to Lakonga, and you are about to go to crisis-ridden Swahili." said Jacob van Hoofwegen, the owner of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce. , "It is inevitable that people will feel a little bit reluctant to leave."

"I listen to my dear aunt, Mrs. St. Annelov, and you obey the instructions of the respected Mrs. Adelia Hughes. We are all running around for the beautiful lady, just like the Rose Knight in the poem. , don’t you think this is a kind of romance?”

"Haha, Mr. Jericho, you are so funny..."

Jacob echoed with a smile, and finally couldn't help but bring the topic back to his own purpose.

"To tell you the truth, what really worries me is the result of the divination. The stars form an unknown pattern, which tells me that my miserable sister-in-law has died a tragic death."

"This is the worst news I have ever heard, may God rest her soul."

Jericho had a well-placed smile on his handsome face, like a kind but distant artificial intelligence, with only slight emotional fluctuations when his own interests were involved.

"I once gave her some inspiration from the 'Lamp Goddess', and she is also a mythical mystic." Jacob said casually, "I just want to provide you with information about Atiksha, Jericho gentlemen."

"Do you think he killed her?"

Jacob nodded: "At this point, let alone us, even the mystics of myths and legends can't really kill each other. My poor Mariette still holds the life-saving charm I gave her, except for Atiksha." , I can’t think of a second possibility.”

"What you said is so scary!"

"Sad! I never thought Mariette would die. I thought she would become an undead and come back, but I didn't expect she would leave me forever."

"Atiksha still has this power..." Jericho propped his chin on his hand, "What are you going to do?"

"I am no match for the man who captured Atiksha," Jacob sighed. "What's more, he has already sent a warning signal, but I failed to stop Mariette from going her own way... I can only stay as far away from Ben as possible from now on." I don’t want to cause unnecessary problems in the rainforest.”

"Please express your condolences."

"This proves that Atiksha is a hidden danger. Even if he is captured by the [Hunter], he can still hinder us by continuously changing his body. The clone alone has the power to kill Mariette."

"We need to pay more attention in the future." Jericho said calmly.

"Pay attention to Atiksha, or [Hunter]?"

"I don't know. This is the duty of your 'Lord of the Seven Sins'."

It was difficult for Jacob to see the subtle emotions from this polite man, so he had to change the subject.

"May God bless her. Fortunately, we won't have to lose any friends or family in the near future."

"The radiation of 'Comes' shines, and the mysterious one will soon live forever." Jericho rarely used neutral words and praised directly, "This must be a perfect utopia."

"Let's wait and see."

The next moment, a small light ball appeared above the blue and white porcelain bottle, attracting the attention of the two people. They saw it rotating rapidly, and the cold light was reflected in their pupils, condensing into a specific mechanical appearance.

It is surrounded by screens on three sides, and a face with only its head flashes into view.

"Good evening, my friends from the Nakal Brotherhood!" The lively and melodious voice of Guangqiu dispelled the gloom of the upper class. He turned to Yeli Ge, "Hello to you too! My shameless relative, you didn't choke on asparagus today. Die?"

"Thanks to you, my dear cousin, I am very well." Jericho's expression remained unchanged, "I am in good health, my work is going well, my family is happy, and my brothers and sisters are respectful."

"Okay, spend some gold coins on Halloween and buy me an Iberian ham."

Hearing these outrageous words, Jericho's calm expression finally showed a crack, and Jacob quickly intervened.

"Mr. Metalonte, do you have anything to do with us?" (End of Chapter)