"Corrupted souls, fallen lands, and the event-type Secret Keeper-level relic Noble House."
The bearded man said, sitting in the snow and looking at Xia De. He himself was a six-ring master, and this time he was seriously injured. Even if Xia De did not restrict them, it would be difficult for them to escape from Xia De.
"The relics of the incident... ... briefly explain it."
The cultist nodded, supported his body on the snow with one hand, and looked inside the fence with a look of fear:
"You can understand that the ghosts in Watson Manor are now controlled by an ancient ghost from the Fifth Era. They still remember things from their past lives, but they believe that they are members of a great noble family at an unknown time in the Fifth Era. Once a man enters here, he will be given the status of a servant. If he cannot find a way to recall his own identity, he will become a slave forever and serve in this haunted manor."
"I see..."
When he said this, Shade remembered the relic. He heard Dr. Schneider mention it in a casual conversation:
"Although it is at the Secret Keeper level, it basically has no impact on the outside world. All the impact is limited to a certain house, like a farce set in the previous era. But correspondingly, as long as you don't break in from the outside, it's hard to find out what's going on inside. Moreover, this relic won't allow the affected person to gain any power. The only difficulty is that you can't forget your identity... I remember that the way to expel the relic is to find the ghost that really came from the Fifth Era among all the ghosts. Therefore, the larger the scene and the more ghosts there are, the more difficult it is to deal with... Fortunately, it's at the Secret Keeper level. If it was at the Sage level, it would be troublesome."
Xia De nodded with satisfaction, and then said to them:
"The thing you are wary of is also my opponent. You are lucky. I need you to pass on the message to your cult—that thing is afraid of a special cross, and the so-called weapons in the manor, unfortunately, can't cause much damage to it."
Xia De said with regret:
"If you want to fight it, my suggestion is the weapons of the demon hunters in the Third Age. I think you and your allies should know this more or less."
He took back the chains of sin, but did not cancel the light of confinement for the time being:
"It only takes one person to pass on the message, but you are lucky. I don't have time to deal with you now. If I kill you here, it will be troublesome if you are also absorbed by this manor."
He stretched out his hand and rolled his thumb and index finger:
"Money to buy your life."
The three of them looked at each other, and the bearded man in the lead took out a bottle first:
"Holy Water No. 2 is not the original puree. It has been diluted. We originally planned to use it to deal with the ghosts in the manor. I didn't expect the situation here to be so complicated. This is not just a haunted manor. Although this bottle of holy water is useful, it is not very effective."
Holy Water No. 2 is a truly scarce commodity, and this bottle is probably circulated on the black market.
"This is all I have."
The man who vomited blood gave Shad a book. It was a book of the ring sorcerer, recording the story of the Fourth Age. By reading it, one could obtain magic or spiritual runes - "The Secret of Earthquake: Worm Swarm".
As for the yellow-haired young man, he trembled as he reached his hand into his pocket. Then his expression suddenly became ferocious, and he threw a shining metal talisman at Xia De:
"Exploding Spell! Die! I will never surrender, for the glory of my Lord!"
"don't want!"
The bearded man tried to stop it, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of the explosion.
“Very interesting.”
This kind of attack certainly won't hurt Shade, who jumped behind the three men with Lagerai, shaking his head and saying, as the young man turned his head in horror, Shade pointed his finger at his mouth:
"Thorns of the Moon!"
Blood-colored vines emerged from the soil and densely penetrated his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. Even without the vines being able to absorb blood, the vines had already pierced his head. When he fell, his entire head was already wrapped in the vines.
Blood flowed out from the gaps between the vines, staining a large area of the snow red.
"This magic can really be used in this way."
Xia De thought to himself and looked around:
"Very good, his soul was not taken away by the manor. This is good news."
After saying this, he looked at the other two people who were surprised:
"Since you have already paid for his life, I will not make it difficult for you. Take his body and leave. The next time we meet, I will definitely kill you."
The light of confinement has not been cancelled yet. Shade plans to wait until they are far away so that the magic will automatically become ineffective.
So the two men supported each other to stand up, picked up the body and prepared to leave. Before they left, Xia De asked again:
"I heard about the Orthodox Church's raid on your base, and I have some guesses about what you want to do. Although I don't think you can succeed, I still want to ask, are you really sure you want to do this?"
“This is the glory of being a believer.”
The bearded man said, and then he and his companions dragged the body forward with their bodies tense. Fortunately, the expected attack from behind did not occur, and they left.
"There is no cure."
Xia De muttered something, and amid "her" laughter, he took out the ring from his pocket and put it on his hand, then picked up the suitcase and pushed open the gate again.
But this time, before Xia De touched the door, the door opened by itself, as if it was welcoming Xia De to come in.
He raised his eyebrows:
"Well, let me see what the Watson family has found to deal with Stone Oxenfurt and that devil."
So he walked in calmly.
The "crazy land" in this area still needs to find the core of the problem before it can be solved. When Xia De entered the courtyard, he felt that the originally gloomy sky suddenly turned into night, but the snow was getting heavier.
Some kind of power seemed to be trying to change Shade's perception of his own identity, but Shade was the most resistant to this kind of power that manipulated his mind. He carried his suitcase, turned up his collar, and walked through the courtyard in the dark night in the heavy snow, came to the door of the mansion, and knocked directly on the door.
Dong Dong Dong~
The heavy sound seemed to echo inside the house, so much so that even the snow on the eaves was falling. Feeling increasingly cold, Xia De slowly exhaled and saw a long dragon of smoke drifting away with the wind.
The door, which had been rotten for three years without repair, was soon pushed open a crack. Xia De could only vaguely see the shadow of the spirit, followed by a woman's voice:
"Who is visiting the Watson family?"
Without waiting for Xia De to answer, the originally respectful voice turned vicious:
"Oh, it's a man. Who allowed you to come in here casually, or are you the lowly servant who escaped?"
As she spoke, some kind of great malice began to exert its influence on Xia De. Xia De frowned slightly and asked softly:
"Can the Watson family treat the emperor's envoy so lightly?"
"special envoy?"
The woman's voice became a little sharper, but the malice disappeared a lot:
"May I ask which emperor's envoy you are? Can you prove your identity?"
"I am the ruler of Witton and the most loyal servant of the Witch Queen Violet. This is the seal she gave me."
As he spoke, Shade showed the ring on his hand. The ring was quite thick, and both the face and the ring were made of gold. The pattern on the face of the ring was a complex symbol similar to a curved cross. This was a power ring, that is, the ring itself had a decorative function, and it was also a seal. This was a "souvenir" given to Shade by Miss Violet when he completed his last adventure at Lost Lake in the year 5177 of the Fifth Era.
The Secret Keeper-level relic "Noble Family" symbolizes the noble tradition of the Fifth Era, and does not specifically refer to any specific time point, so this relic recognizes the identity of any era in this era. Of course, not just anything can be used as an identity symbol, it must be an identity symbol truly obtained by the ancestors, such as inherited rings, seals, medals, etc.
Although Xia De didn't know what the ancestors of this body of his had done in the Fifth Era, fortunately he himself had obtained many identities in the Fifth Era.
The reason why this precious ring was in Shad's pocket instead of in the basement at home was because he had used it to exchange for the relic on Mia's tail a few days ago, and then he turned it into a toy and put it in his pocket.
Sure enough, just as Xia De thought, when he showed the ring in his hand to the crack in the door, the maid immediately said in panic:
"Oh, so you are really the emperor's special envoy. Please wait a moment."
As she spoke, she moved towards the interior of the mansion, but because she was a ghost, her footsteps could not be heard at all.
Soon, the crack in the door was illuminated by the light of the soul again, and this time the door was completely opened. The huge hallway was in a dilapidated state, with mold and dust clinging to every corner, and the few remaining paintings and photo frames on the wall were also gray.
The dim light of the gas lamps cast large shadows in the hallway. Standing on the moldy carpet that almost blended into the ground, there was a transparent soul dressed as a maid and a black ghoul with a cane and a hunched back. The latter's body was severely deformed and smelled of decay. When he spoke, it seemed as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat:
"Welcome to Watson Manor. I am the butler here. Dear guest, I wonder why you are visiting..."
"I'm on my way to Suxes Medical College to deliver an urgent letter. There's heavy snow on the way. I hope I can stay here for one night."
Xia De said that although he had the ring to prove his identity, he couldn't just talk about his background story. Entering this manor was like entering a story based on reality but not existing, and the story naturally needed to be reasonable.