My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 154 Archbishop

Crown understands that his special ability will definitely attract the attention of others.

The tasks of the Security Bureau are carried out in groups, and everyone will see their performance.

In the battle to kill vampires, even a blind man can see the effects of Sun Flame Technique and Golden Armor Technique.

He knew that sooner or later he would be investigated by high-level officials, but he did not expect that he would directly attract the attention of Rhine City's largest boss, Frand McLean.

However, his abilities are aboveboard, and except for his somewhat unclear origins, he is not afraid of investigation.

He had already made preparations, and when asked, he would say he didn't know and let the bosses figure it out.

Humans in this world have various special bloodlines, as evidenced by those warlocks. There is also a type called source warlocks, who are said to be born with the ability to control the power of chaos, and can grow to be very powerful in a short time.

Nick didn't know what his companion was thinking and said happily:

"Your Excellency Flanders is the most powerful person in our diocese. The idol in the hearts of all priests is even less than the old man. If you can be directly summoned by him, your future journey will definitely be much smoother."

"Who is the old man?"

"Hehe", Nick scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Fanny's father, when I first met Lord Sith when I was a child, he looked like an easy-going grandfather. I will only call him that in private."

Crown was suddenly a bit gossipy: "When will you and Mr. Fanny choose to do your good deeds?"

The Church of the Flame Lord does not prohibit priests from marrying and having children. They can get married and have children. Crown could still see the affection between the two priests.

"Wait until I become level three, within two years," Nick said confidently.

"Then I'll wait for the wedding wine."

"No, you will be responsible for the food and drinks of the guests that day."

Croun gritted his teeth, but he didn't expect that he had been assigned to be a cook.

Nick continued:
"Don't even think about sleeping at night. Find something to do to divert your attention. Don't be exposed to the moonlight. Wait until the full moon sets before catching up on your sleep.

Also, the meeting time is at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I will be waiting at the door of the Holy Fire Cathedral at 09:30. Don't get up late. "

. . . .

At night, the red full moon rises, everything is quiet, and the gray fog seems to be much thinner.

In the room, Crow Fujin still went to bed early, and Buster was lying listlessly in the corner of the room.

Crown could see crimson light shining on the beige curtains, leaving a bloody aura outside.

The spiritual light is very faint, and it is difficult for ordinary people and low-level extraordinary beings with ordinary spiritual awareness to detect it.

He felt that invisible water was slowly submerging him. There was still light outside the room, but in his spiritual sense, the world fell into boundless darkness. The contrast between his visual and spiritual senses was very uncomfortable.

There was a faint sound in the room, like wailing or singing.

It is also like the murmurs uttered by countless people in their dreams, gathering into an ocean of sound waves.

Fuzzy illusions appeared in his eyes, and all entities around him disappeared.

He seemed to be in an empty wilderness, with boundless mist steaming and rolling, converging into distorted images.

Sometimes it looks like a deformed giant octopus, its tentacles full of eyes shining with scarlet light;

Sometimes it looks like spreading seaweed, with a human face on each seaweed.
Crown is no longer a rookie in the extraordinary world. He understands that this is a vision of the spiritual plane eroding the material plane, a vision that can only be captured by extraordinary people with keen spiritual senses.

Speaking of which, after he traveled to this world, this was the second time he spent a full moon night in the outside world.

He took a deep breath, the illusion was more real than the first time he felt, but he was much stronger than before.

Crown recited the spell silently, and his fingers quickly changed, releasing the Heart-Cleaning Charm.

The silver spiritual light slowly disappeared after appearing on the body surface, and the hallucinations and murmurs that made people extremely physically uncomfortable immediately became much blurred.

He closed his eyes and tried to visualize the golden light mantra.

The bright moon appeared in front of my eyes, but there were countless tiny black spots on it, which could not be removed no matter what.

It's better than the last time I visualized it on a full moon night, when I couldn't even visualize the full moon.

The filth of the full moon could not be removed, and he did not dare to continue visualizing the full moon falling into the Niwan Palace.

So I stopped forcing myself and started practicing Rock Breathing Technique.

. . . .

There is a curfew in Rhine City. Except for staff in special departments, they are not allowed to go out after [-] pm. On full moon nights, the curfew starts at [-] pm.

Whitechapel District, Baker Street, four people stood in the middle of the street, bathed in the crimson moonlight.

A woman wearing a red slim-fitting hunting suit said, "Do church people always come so late?"

Her hair and eyes are also a fiery red color, and her figure is slender and curvy, which naturally attracts the attention of others.

The short-haired man in black robe chuckled: "Don't be anxious, Lisa. There's not enough time yet, as church people always do."

"Feikat, you will spoil her. Whether you admit it or not, the Brotherhood's power in the Rhine City is inferior to that of the Church. There is no doubt that Flanders is the strongest here."

"Yennefer, I also advise you not to let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige. Lisa has only been a third-level spirit controller for a long time. She has already defeated several veteran third-level warlocks in the guild. It won't take long for her to grow to Beyond you and me. Beyond Flanders is something to look forward to.”

"Idiot talking about a dream!"

The old witch wearing a black pointed hat hit the ground heavily with her staff:
"That's enough, you two, stop arguing. The people from the church will be here soon. Do you want outsiders to see our jokes? Exploring the Ling Ruins requires everyone to work together. I advise you to put the overall situation first."

As soon as the witch finished speaking, a cloud of gray smoke suddenly appeared on the nearby street.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps came from the distant street, and four figures appeared in the moonlight.

The footsteps moved very fast, and within a minute, they arrived in front of several people.

The gray smoke slowly dissipated, revealing an oval light portal shining with pale white light.

"Flanders, you always come just right."

"Yes, Feili. I like to do things just right. Is this new face Lisa Smit? I didn't expect that the Brotherhood would send her to explore this spiritual ruins this time."

The pointed hat witch smiled faintly; "This world will eventually become a stage for young people. Besides, Lisa's strength is comparable to that of a veteran warlock.

As for you, aren't you also bringing in new people? Mr. Cavendi, I really envy you for having such an outstanding daughter as Fanny. "

"Haha, Fanny is my pride. We don't need to make false greetings here. The time to explore the Ling Ruins is limited. Let's go in now."

"Your Excellency is still so straightforward." The pointed-hatted witch's body lit up with an orange-red spiritual light. "According to the rules, we will enter first this time."

Various spiritual armors also lit up on Yennefer and Fekat.

The most dazzling one was Lisa. She raised her head and looked up at the sky. The illusion of blazing fire appeared in her eyes that no one else could see. Then her whole body burned with flames. The flesh and blood on her head instantly disappeared and turned into a ignited skull. . She was the first to step into the portal of light with her graceful figure, followed closely by the other three warlocks.

Fanny squinted her eyes: "This Lisa's ability to control spirits is really special. Her mood has always been very stable. I didn't notice anything strange about her. Could it be that this group of warlocks really found a way to advance to the third level as a spirit control master? "

"So what, the foundation of the church is much stronger than that of the Warlock Brotherhood." Cavendi laughed heartily, "Let's go, let's go in too. I hope we will gain more this time than last time."

. . . .

[Rock Breathing Technique: 176/5000; Level [-]]

Crown's eyes sparkled with gold. He practiced the Rock Breathing Technique all night, and his proficiency increased by more than 100 points.

After entering the second level, the pleasure of rapidly increasing proficiency is no longer there.

By this time, the crimson full moon had set.

After Kroun drank a bottle of high-calorie holy water and began to meditate on the golden light spell, he continued to catch up on his sleep until the end of Mao hour.

At 08:30 in the morning, the alarm clock of Time Hourglass woke him up. After quickly washing up, he quickly went out and got into the carriage.

Like a master of time management, he arrived at the door of the Holy Fire Cathedral on time at 09:30.

As soon as Crown jumped off the carriage, Nick ran over from the gate: "You are always so punctual."

"Can I take it that you are complimenting me?" Crown took out ten silver coins and handed them to the coachman, "No need to look for them, the rest is your tip."

"Thank you sir, may the Lord of Fire protect you." After bowing and saluting, the coachman quickly got into the car and whipped up his whip to find the next customer.

The priest glanced at him: "Why aren't you wearing that fancy armor?"

"Aren't you wearing one too?" Crown asked.

"I'm afraid I'll steal your limelight. Today's protagonist is you. Mr. Flender is looking for you by name." Nick showed an expression that doesn't recognize good people.

The priest led the way, and the two of them arrived at the backyard of the church.

"Where are we going?" Crown realized that the route was wrong. The direction they were traveling was not the bishop's office area.

"Go to the training ground," Nick said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Your Excellency Flender is interested in your combat prowess. Of course, he needs to weigh your strength carefully. Otherwise, do you think he is looking for tea with you?"

I really thought it was, but I didn't expect this big shot to be so direct.

The two came to a door with two fully armed priests standing at the door. One of the priests opened the door and said: "The two bishops are already waiting for you, Nick."

"Okay, thank you", the priest bowed to express his thanks.

Crown also bowed his body, and when he walked into the indoor training ground, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

There were two skinny little old men standing inside. They were nothing like the tall and powerful men he had imagined.

Nick bowed respectfully: "Your Excellencies, this is Croun Moya."

After saying that, the priest stood aside.

Crown bowed and saluted: "Your Excellencies."

One of the two old men was wearing a white priest's robe and had brown curly hair. He had a kind face and kind eyes, which made people fall in love with him at first sight.

His robes had been starched many times and looked very plain. He should be Flemish MacLean.

The other old man had gray-white hair in a messy braid and wore an old tan leather armor.

The old man's eyes were like daggers, and Kroun looked at him. He felt a sharp feeling sting his eyes slightly, and the hair on his forehead stood up slightly.

He immediately shifted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the ground.

"Come closer, kid. I am Flanders." The old man in white robe waved and said gently:
"I learned all your information from Nick. It only took you two months to go from being an ordinary person to becoming a second-level transcendent?"

Crown walked towards the bishop obediently, bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."

This fact cannot be concealed at all.

"Nick said you have a special ability and can provide a lot of help to your teammates. Can you let me feel it?"

The highlight is here. Crown nodded: "No problem, Your Excellency."

He thought to himself: "After feeling it, will I have to make some insinuations to find out the origin of the ability?"

The flash of thought in his mind did not affect his movements. He quickly formed a seal at the opponent's position and released the Moon Spirit Shield. After waiting for three seconds, he released the Golden Armor Technique.

Flanders stroked the pale golden halo on his body and kept nodding:

"It is indeed a very good ability. From your first ability, I felt tranquility and peace. It can stabilize emotions and speed up thinking.

With your second ability, I can feel the warm sunlight shining on the earth from above. What is the defense of this ability? Can it protect against elemental attacks? "

Your feeling is so accurate!

Crown smiled and said: "It can defend against elemental attacks. This layer of golden armor can currently defend against several attacks from ordinary second-level extraordinary beings."

"Yes, the second-level priest has not yet had such an ability." Flanders's smile became more and more kind, "You also have an ability that can be very lethal to vampires?"

Although the tone was a question, the affirmation in the words made it impossible to refute.

Crown nodded generously: "Yes, Your Excellency. I will release it for you to see."

"Okay, just release it on me."

Flanders said as a layer of orange-red spiritual armor lit up on his body.

Crown looked at the armor, and there was an illusion of fire rising from it.

He understood that this was the reason why high-level abilities interfered with his spiritual sense.

He took a few steps back, took out a golden light talisman, activated it and released the Sun Flame Technique.

A golden stream of light flew out, exploded after hitting the target, and golden, blazing spiritual flames erupted.

Crown narrowed his eyes. He didn't notice even the slightest sway in the bishop's spiritual armor.

"The golden flame has a very special power, which is very similar to the attack of the Sun God Cult, but there are subtle differences," Flanders shouted:
"Go on, I can still bear it. Let me see how many attacks you can make to break through the defense of my fire spirit shield."

Why did I think of the Fire Cloud Evil God? In your next sentence, you won't say, "It's my turn to fight back." Croun took a deep breath and took out a stack of golden light talismans.

He turned on his super vision, aimed at the bishop's chest, and continuously released the Sun Flame Technique at intervals of one second.

The golden flames kept shining. He released the Sun Flame Technique four times before he realized it had some effect. The Bishop's Fire Spirit Shield showed some signs of shaking.

He kept up his efforts and continued to release the Sun Flame Technique. Finally, the eighth Sun Flame Technique broke through the bishop's defense.

(End of this chapter)