World Occult User Guide

The corridors on the fifth floor of the Lambridge Hotel were covered with hand-embroidered crimson carpets, and Misulu stepped on them like a wild cat, landing silently.

A month has passed, and he is still not accustomed to modern life. Instead of a comfortable soft bed, Misulu likes to sneak out of his room at night and sleep on branches in the garden.

Moisture and hardness, as well as the scent of grass and the hum of insects, are his lullabies.

"Da da da……"

The impatient and menacing footsteps of city people came, and Misulu looked at the figure following him not far away.

He had never met this woman.

Is she one of those [Four Living Gods]?

Misulu pretended to take care of the green plants placed a few steps apart on the porch, and looked at her carefully through the gaps.

Women have a flamboyant, gorgeous and colorful aura, like a sweet-smelling piranha, unhesitatingly releasing her beauty to every potential prey.

Dangerous guy...

Instinct immediately told Misulu to hide. He moved the green plants without leaving any trace. He saw a dark and hidden cubicle and hid sideways.

This was originally an indoor fire hydrant. Since there has been no fire in the hotel for a long time, the equipment inside has been sold privately after corruption by an unknown person. Now it is just a rusty decoration.

"Well?"

Another person's voice sounded, and Misulu's inner alarm rang loudly. Is there anyone else besides him hiding in such a hidden place?

Taking a deep breath, the aroma of cola nuts hit his face. Misulu was relieved because he recognized who this person was and asked helplessly in a lowered voice.

"Mezzo, why are you here?"

"I'm sleeping." Mezzo rubbed his eyes. "The green plants, the narrow space, and the damp walls make me feel safe. The three of us used to huddle in tree holes, but when I went there again , that place can’t even accommodate me alone.”

"My childhood memories are very vague." Misulu shrugged nonchalantly, pointing to the woman walking by in high heels, "Have you ever seen her?"

Mezzo looked around and shook his head.

"It's strange. This woman is in a hunting state. You see, her eyes are firmly locked on the same position, her pupils are as constricted as needle tips, her hands are tightly pressed against her crotch in a charging posture, her thighs Present…”

Misuru stopped talking and turned Mezo to one side.

"There's no point in telling you this. Just keep sleeping here and wait for me to bring you the prey."

After that, he stretched out his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows. White circles crossed the eye sockets, and a small patch of red appeared on his forehead. A wide yellow stripe climbed up his cheeks, and a band drawn in red, white or yellow extended down his arms until fingertip.

His lips moved, and white, crying ghosts emerged, which were the "Kulus" under his command.

After the radiation level increased, the number of legions controlled by Misuru has reached 30 people.

However, he did not release all the Kurus, but only let a particularly slender man crawl against the wall towards the woman.

"What are you doing?" Mezo asked.

"Investigation. If possible, capture and control. I can't let a person with murderous intentions wander around the camp, especially when she...maybe a mysterious person." Misuru raised his patterned fingers and said Put it to your lips as a whistle.

Strange words buzzed, and the white Kurus hid in the darkness and kept moving forward, and soon he approached the woman.

"Misuru, have you forgotten what happened before you became the chief?" Mezo grabbed his sleeve, "No wonder my sister said you have always been impulsive and reckless."

"Hmph, that guy thinks about the tribe, the collective and the people, but never takes himself into consideration. Mezo, this kind of life will be very boring."

"Do you think my sister blames you because you delayed the lion tribe's hunting operation? No! She just wants you to take her with you. After all, he is our father, and we also hope to avenge him. Besides, we don't want to lose is you."

Misuru was silent for a while and said: "I am not weak enough that you need to take risks for me. Don't affect me."

As he finished speaking, the white Kurus plunged into the carpet, and a layer of furry lines appeared on the flat surface, surrounding the woman's feet like a maze.

She continued walking seemingly unaware, but in fact she deliberately avoided stepping on the raised surfaces.

“He is indeed a mysterious person.” Misulu chanted the words of “Nomo” that breathed life into his voice, and the ancient and long fluctuations were like a wooden flute sounding in the distance, “Wise Dinganga, I offer you fruits and clear water, Tell me where she came from.”

A yellow, peaceful ghost passed by his ears. It grabbed a handful of air, like a handful of soil, and stuck it on Misulu's head.

"It turns out she is from..."

"Kinshasha." The female voice interrupted Misulu. He raised his head suddenly and saw that the woman was only a few steps away from him. "Do you think I can't see ghosts?"

Misuru was stunned. This was the first time he was caught controlling "Entu".

Even Lin An has to detect it first, and then synchronize with [God's One Eye] before he can finally see his army of ghosts.

The rest of the Mystics didn't know what hurt them until they were killed by Red Makira.

The only thing worth caring about is the "prophet"...

Before, Misulu always thought he was Lin An, so he never hid it. Therefore, Misulu knew that his trump card had long been exposed, and he could only use outside power to eradicate him.

But he never expected that this woman would effortlessly avoid Kurus' confusion and find his hiding place.

Before Misuru could say the next word, the woman waved her palm.

An echo full of vitality suddenly sounded, shouting Misulu's name over and over again, and he was suddenly in a forest full of palm trees.

The echo resounded through the forest, the sound waves bouncing back and forth among the ancient bark, and then being absorbed by the big trees. The sound passed through the wind-swept wilderness, floating in the kingdom where birds fluttered, heralding eternal dreams.

The strange scene lasted for a moment, and Misulu felt a white beam of light like a high beam coming towards him.

As the beam approached, Misuru suddenly noticed that it was a convertible with high beam on.

With no way to avoid it, he was hit by a car in the chest. The harsh sound of brakes disappeared in a flash, and then thorny vines climbed up his defenseless body from his ankles, but there was no pain at all.

"Crack!"

Blood light spurted out, and a palm tree with two heads flashed.

The shouting of Misulu's name stopped, and the echo remained in the forest forever.

The voice sounded homeless and wandering.

Misulu blinked, and the scene returned to normal, but the woman's face changed drastically, and it seemed that her true face was revealed, which was the face of an old lady who was hundreds of years old.

What just happened?

"Shut up!"

Someone shouted to him, and Misulu had a premonition to obey this person's order, so he did not say anything, silently watching the woman, clapped her hands, and walked away.

"Very good, there are no more living people here." The voice of the high heels weakened, "No one will hinder the fight between me and you, 'Prophet', my old friend, let's fight to the death."

The sound of muffled sobs came. Misulu looked down and saw "him" lying on the ground, twitching all over, his shirt was stained with blood, one arm was bloody, and there was a cut on his forehead.

Only then did Misuru notice that he was in a completely floating state.

I am dead?

No, my soul still exists, I still have consciousness...

He turned back quickly, and the army of ghosts who obeyed [Enquitas]'s orders were moving and whispering.

But one of them, Dinganga, who was friendly, enthusiastic and knowledgeable, was missing.

I consumed a ghost, canceling out this death. Misuru guessed one thing or two. Due to my "unconsciousness", Dinganga took the initiative to take responsibility. If the same situation happens next time, I can consume other types of ghosts instead.

After understanding the whole story, he felt a lingering fear in his heart. If it weren't for Enquitas' soul-carrying power, he might have died inexplicably in just an instant.

As Lin An said, "Comes"... is always full of crises.

I did take a bit of a risk.

As a result, the "pollution level" will definitely increase.

How do I get back to my body?

The slight sobs became louder as the woman left. Misulu watched Mezo climb out from behind the fire hydrant, bend down beside him, and keep shaking his remains.

"Brother, don't die, don't die..."

Hearing her cry, Misuru's internal organs seemed to be torn by something, and he trembled involuntarily.

It's sad, but also very...annoying and hateful.

Although Mezo did not wail, her wails still disturbed Misulu.

"Stop crying! I'm fine, I'm right here!" He wanted to pat Mezzo's shoulder, but his hand penetrated her body directly. "Can you hear me?"

Mezzo didn't respond and seemed unable to hear. After all, she was just an ordinary person.

However, Misuru's expression froze in the next moment.

Mezzo turned over his body, tore apart his wrinkled clothes, and then placed her hands on his chest. Electric light spread from her fingertips, making a crackling sound.

"bump!"

There was a strange unlocking sound, and Misuru watched dumbfounded as Mezo "opened" his ribs and inserted his hands between his sternum.

As she operated, a radiant beam shone, faintly green, illuminating the side of her face.

What's this?

Why is this thing in my body?

Mezo's fingers were nimble, as if she had repeated it thousands of times. At the same time, Misuru saw a scale-like reflection in one of her eyes. It was not like human flesh, but a mechanical shell.

Mezuo kept her expression unchanged, took out a T-shaped part, pressed a few buttons, the green light flashed with the sound of "didi-didi", and she murmured to herself like she was dreaming.

"Forgive me, I was born to find love in this world. If possible, I want to stay with you until destiny finds me. After that, we will meet in the rainbow fountain of moonlight, in the silver Meet the stars and the ocean."

She placed the part back near his heart, closed his chest, and kissed his forehead.

"Good morning, 'brother'."

"you--"

Mezuo's eyes suddenly looked over. In the darkness, her eyes glowed with green electronic light, reflecting countless small and confused Misuru.

"tomorrow is a new day."

The mysterious veil fell from the sky and turned into the energy model of the "prophet", like a pale, translucent shroud, slowly falling on Misulu's body.

Mezo picked up the fallen mask and chased the woman away from the fire hydrant. Misuru held his head and the ghost screamed to relieve the uncontrollable pain. He was winning between the weak body and the perfect body. He was jolted left and right, and his thoughts calmed down.

"Mezo's mysterious technique can guide the soul back to the body." Misulu whispered, "It is a mysterious technique that cooperates with me. Lin must be happy, we have another powerful helper."

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise at the end of the corridor, and Misuru quickly recovered from his unknown trance. He actively tried to return to his body.

…………

At the same time, Lin An's expression changed as he boarded David's boat for the third time and was chatting and laughing with the wealthy real estate developer.

"What's wrong, Lin?" Seeing his silence, David asked doubtfully.

"Our journey ends here." Lin An pushed him away as he stood on the bow of the boat blowing the wind, "Goodbye in real life, David O'Connor."

Huge waves falling from the sky swallowed up the confused David. With a muffled sound, the ship's hull shook heavily, like a snare drum being beaten by a poor beginner. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The irregular drum beat exploded.

The endless Kuba River, the durable Jiaban and the noisy sailors became 2D portraits, being spirally rolled into the body of the giant snake. The herbal scent penetrated Lin An's pores and blood like tarsal maggots. and muscles, straight to the heart.

The prophet has come.

Did Misulu act without consulting me?

Fortunately, with the personality of the "God of Truth", there is a high probability that he will not kill people directly...

As his thoughts were surging, Lin An suddenly discovered that the giant python synthesized from the double rainbow model in front of him looked particularly weird.

The calm nothingness was scratched by mold-like black spots. Half of its body's bright and colorful arc sank into the seabed, stirring the vortex; the other half's dim gray-toned arc-shaped scales were raised and stained with blood.

oh?

Could it be that he is the chief...

Before Lin An took action, the python's eyes, which were the size of an adult man, raised their eyes with difficulty and glanced at him threateningly, silently warning him not to come near.

The prophet's reaction made Lin An breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared with the previous ease, it was as sensitive and alert as a trapped animal at this moment, exposing its weakness.

"Forester, add a new dimension to our bargain," said the prophet.