The mad wizard's strength is not strong, only at the apostle level.
Rogge controlled it without much effort and tried to communicate with it.
However, she might have been doing some experiment that caused her to have mental problems. She was unable to communicate normally and could only say "hehe, hehe" and then drool with a dull look on her face.
Completely insane indeed.
This left Rogge and others a little confused.
"How did she become like this?"
Mira waved her hand in front of her eyes, and when she didn't respond, she couldn't help but wonder.
"I guess he was punished by God for killing too many people." Nomi shrugged. The scene of human heads floating in the air still made her feel a little disgusted.
"If we split up and look for it, we might find something."
Roger spoke up.
Everyone responded and started looking.
This is the lair of the mad wizard. If you look carefully, you will definitely find some clues.
And Rogge soon found the clue.
A notebook and a ritual array with an extinguished purple candle in the center.
[Purple candle]
[Type: Ritual Material]
[Description: Made from the soul bone powder of a special type of extraordinary monster, it has the power to communicate with souls after burning.]
Rogge quickly began to flip through his notes and check the contents.
[Experimental day 1, the experimental goal is 'Death is Coming', but there is no progress. I first tried to use a medium, but it didn't have any effect. However, I will not give up, for my Taichi...]
[Experimental day 2, the experimental goal is 'Death is Coming', I have a clue, the previous attempts were wrong, maybe I should try a new idea...]
[Experimental day three, the experimental goal is 'Death is Coming'... ]
[…]
This is a notebook, not a diary, and it seems to contain records of the crazy wizard's experiments or something.
Although Roger could easily understand what she wrote, he didn't know the specific meaning of the various nouns she wrote in her notes.
This thing is probably just for her own convenience.
Come to think of it, it's true. Who would write a diary
It would be great if you could make a lab notebook to record everything.
"I don't quite understand... What death is coming? Does she want to die? Or does she want to perform some special ceremony?"
"Then why didn't she die, but went crazy instead?"
"strangeness… "
Roger stroked his chin, and doubts in his mind increased.
In addition to the experimental notes, he also saw a lot of strange things.
For example, some monster organs soaked in jars of green water, unknown potions, and even some ancient books, anyway, they are full of the elements of an evil wizard.
[Laboratory 57, the experimental goal is 'Death is Coming'. Perhaps there are not enough deaths, so I need to create some traps to catch some unlucky people. They contribute to me, and Taichi and I will thank them...]
"Tychi? Is this her husband or lover or something?"
"Anyway, they have a very close relationship, and it looks like this guy probably did this just because of this Taichi."
"So... Death came to resurrect this person?"
A lot of speculations suddenly emerged in Roger's mind.
Soon, his conclusion was confirmed.
The experimental diary is now coming to an end.
This time, the mad wizard didn't even start with a regular "experiment day".
[I have discovered a huge secret!]
[If those guys knew about this, they would definitely go crazy. Who could have imagined that such an unimaginably great existence... (Scribbles)... ]
Roger scratched his face.
Finish your words, damn it!
Can't you wait a few seconds before going crazy
Who is this unimaginably great being? And what happened to him
Rogge was speechless and felt very annoyed. This guy didn't go crazy earlier or later, but died at the critical moment. It was really annoying.
He quickly flipped over the back.
Then I realized that it was all scribbling without any logic, and there were some graffiti on it, like a child's scribbling.
However, Rogge still read it patiently, trying to find some clues.
His patience proved to be useful.
[I saw it… I saw it…]
[My dear... you are there...]
After that, there was no further text, just scribbles.
"… What?"
Roger was confused.
After thinking for a moment, he stopped thinking and called everyone to watch together.
Among them, of course, is the mad wizard.
But now she has started biting her fingers and laughing foolishly.
No one paid any attention to her. They all started discussing the contents of the notebook and speculating on the purpose of this crazy wizard.
"Needless to say, he must have wanted to summon some evil god, and then he went crazy because of his own actions."
After Nomi finished speaking, he nodded with satisfaction and praised his own wit.
… It makes sense, but without any basis, it is pure speculation.
Mira and Yas also expressed their opinions, but their views were similar and not much different from Rogge's ideas.
But after a moment of silence, Lina suddenly said, "Maybe she wants to go somewhere to look for the person named Taichi?"
Roger quickly responded: "You mean... the meaning of death coming, maybe it doesn't mean that death comes to the world we live in, but that she comes to a certain place through death?"
"Then the following sentence 'I found it' makes sense." Mira's eyes also lit up.
Lina's words undoubtedly provided everyone with a new idea.
This cannot be blamed on Rogge and the others.
After all, this is a real mad wizard who appeared before our eyes. In most people's cognition and the rumors they heard, these people usually do some horrific evil things, just to come up with some unrealistic things...
This stereotype led them to involuntarily understand the specific meaning of "death is coming" as "death is coming here".
But really, why couldn't it mean to descend somewhere through death
'But... why did she go crazy?'
'Is it related to this ritual?'
Rogge touched his chin and came to the ritual formation.
When he noticed the purple candle, an idea suddenly occurred to him.
Purple candles, the power of communicating souls...
Could it be that this guy has become like this because he has no soul
Thinking of this, Roger quickly turned around and asked: "Do you have any way to see if the soul of this crazy wizard is still there?"
He was asking everyone, but actually he was staring at Mira.
Seeing this, Mira shrugged, said nothing, walked forward, and slowly closed her eyes.
The occult officer does have this ability.
After a while, she frowned slightly and said to Roger, "It's very strange... It seems that her soul... is only a little bit left."
"Hmm... just like a few crumbs of cookie that were pinched off. This may be the reason for her madness... Because her soul is too damaged, she can only do some extremely stupid things..."
The souls are not all gone!
But most of her soul was gone.
Why is this
Roger couldn't figure it out.
After a moment, he felt helpless and wondered why he cared so much.
He had only come to take a look because he had been attacked. Since there were no clues, there was no need to dig deep to find out the truth.
Thinking of this, Roger was about to speak.
However, the thoughtful Lina suddenly spoke, as if talking to herself: "She still wants to come back here... She wants to use this soul as an anchor point."
"?"
Roger looked at her, feeling a little confused. She heard Lina's mumbling clearly: "Do you know her purpose? What is anchor positioning?"
"Hmm...ah?" As if awakened by Roger, Lina was a little confused for a moment, then she came to her senses and said, "This...I don't know either."
"Are you OK?"
Rogge felt that something was wrong with her, so he walked up to her and looked at her, then opened the information panel to take a look, but found nothing.
She is normal.
"… It's okay. I was probably just distracted just now."
Lina shook her head.
“… Let’s go then.”
"We have to move these useful things away."
Seeing this, Rogge had no choice but to give up and prepare to leave first.
After returning, use the power of Heisatan's faith to find the answer to this matter and the root cause of Lina's abnormality.
Rogge took note of it silently in his heart.
He wasn't going to just pretend that none of this had happened.
…
"Mag…Rilla?"
"Yes."
"What if the range is larger? For example, what sea area is it located in?"
"Weston Sea."
"Bigger?"
"Sea of Confession."
"any left?"
"I don't know. Outside the Sea of Confession is the Border Fog."
The female monk wearing the monk robe of the Black Tide Secret Society patiently explained to the man in front of her.
The man was pale and covered in bandages. His hair was pale and his red vertical pupils looked very cold. He had pointy ears and a handsome appearance.
He seemed a little distracted, as if he was thinking about something.
But he quickly came to his senses and said to the female believer in front of him: "Thank you for saving me."
"My name is Hudson."
"My name is Anda, and I'm a nun of the Black Tide Convent... Actually, you don't have to thank me. It was Bishop Sha Luo who ordered you to be rescued... Well, you should also thank the Lord of the Black Tide."
Anda pursed his lips and smiled slightly, speaking softly.
"The Black Tide Secret Society?" Hudson frowned when he heard this: "Are you from the church? Believers?"
Seeing this, Anda quickly stretched out his hand to signal him not to be nervous: "Don't worry, Bishop Sha Luo has allowed you to stay in Magrela to recover from your injuries. We will not hurt you..."
After that, she added in a low voice: "The Lord of the Black Tide never does this..."
“…Okay.” What was a bit confusing was that Hudson paused for a moment after listening to it, and then said straightforwardly that he believed it, and then said: “Bishop Sharro is…”
"it's me."
Before Hudson could finish his words, he saw a graceful woman in a black robe walking towards him. There were black tentacles moving on the collar of her shoulders, which looked a little weird.
There was a man beside her, and that was naturally Tariq.
"Bishop Sharro, Mr. Tariq."
Anda bowed slightly to her with respect in his expression.
Sarah nodded and then came to Hudson.
"Extraordinary, where are you from? How did you get injured? Why did you come here?"
Being busy for a long time has made Sarah develop the habit of not talking nonsense and speaking concisely.
"The Bloody Sea... I was severely injured by a Viscount... I don't know why I drifted here."
Hudson didn't like to talk nonsense either, so he answered her questions concisely.
"Blood Sea... Are you a vampire?"
Sarah didn't reply immediately, but Tariq on the side frowned, a little surprised. After he finished speaking, he shook his head in self-denial.
"Impossible... How can a vampire drink a potion and become a transcendent?"
Before Hudson woke up, someone had already determined Hudson's identity through the method of identifying marks. He was indeed an extraordinary person.
Now Tariq heard from him the two important titles "Blood Sea" and "Viscount".
Tariq had heard a little about the Blood Sea, and what impressed him most about them was that they had their own way of promotion.
It seems that the titles are distributed according to the concentration of blood and strength, starting from Baron to Duke...
Anyway, the correspondence between the ranks of extraordinary people and believers is similar.
Another point worth mentioning is that they have extremely high pursuit of the purity of their own bloodline, and at the same time they are extremely confident in their own extraordinary system.
Anyway, everything foreign is considered heresy by them... except the blood they need for daily life.
Therefore, one can imagine the attitude of such a race towards the extraordinary potion. It is absolutely impossible for them to accept it.
But Hudson happens to have the characteristics of a vampire.
I have to say, it's weird.
Could it be some extraordinary magic potion that is mixed with the blood of vampires
"… I'm not a vampire. I was originally an exorcist."
Hudson responded calmly.
When Tariq heard this, he didn't reply. He just looked at his ears, eyes and pale face, and then fell silent.
"Recover from your injuries. After you recover, you can take on some missions on the island in exchange for money."
"But you'd better not do anything that crosses the line."
Sarah nodded, gave a calm warning, and then turned and left with Tariq.
"Um... Mr. Hudson..."
Seeing that Sara and Tariq had left, Anda couldn't help but speak.
At this time, Hudson had already started to move his body and feel the injuries on his body.
Hearing Anda's call, he turned to look at her: "What's the matter."
“… Can you tell me… your story?”
Anda couldn't help but speak.
As a little girl who grew up in Magrela, she has never left here and is full of curiosity about what is happening outside.
Hudson fell silent after hearing this.
Seeing this, Anda thought he was unhappy, and said nervously: "Well, if there is anything difficult to say or it is inconvenient, then..."
“I’m not a good storyteller.”
Hudson said this with a serious look on his face.
"… "
Anda was stunned. She thought Hudson was unhappy, but it turned out to be because of this.
"It's okay, as long as you are willing to talk, I am willing to listen!"
The little girl said excitedly.
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