OBS Chapter 3561 Intelligence on Cultists
Chapter 3561 Intelligence on Cultists
Chapter 3561 Intelligence on Cultists
Ding dong~
Then, the next time the sacred bell rang, its sound seemed to resonate directly within the souls of everyone present. The golden ripples that had been compressed to a meter around Shad suddenly burst forth, then surged towards the cultists with overwhelming force.
As the light swept across, a crack appeared on the surface of the shrine with a snap. Then, all the ordinary believers and low-level priests collapsed, coughing up blood, like reeds struck by a scythe. The cultists' ritual and power were directly shattered. The remaining mid- and high-level priests, though still able to maintain the ritual, were forced to stop and inspect the damage to the shrine.
Even Shad looked at his right hand in surprise, but the "noble destiny" had already quietly disappeared. Although he had stopped ringing the bell, the sacred bell was still radiating a miraculous golden light, and within that golden light, the specks of purple light had also vanished.
With both sides ceasing their fighting, the dark alleyway returned to silence, but the ringing in my ears from the clash of sounds lingered for a long time.
The Archbishop of the Order of Doom first directed the priests to check on the wounded, then he looked again in Shad's direction. His eyes swept over the sacred bell, but he knew that the bell alone was insufficient to unleash the power he had just witnessed.
“Caller of Gods, I admit I didn’t expect you to be able to find those people from the Holy Tree Order.”
He lowered his hand:
"You've won this time, but please don't rush off. How about we change the way we trade?"
At this point, Shad and Megan could have easily turned around and left, but Shad wasn't in a hurry to go:
"Now that the initiative is in my hands, why should I make a deal with you instead of forcing you to reveal your secrets?"
The tall, twelve-ringed warlock with a prominent scar on his nose introduced himself:
"I think I ran into you some time ago, so you should recognize me. The loom of fate has woven the trajectory of our future, and this deal is actually beneficial to both of us. For this operation, I have taken out a lot of the silk threads woven by the loom, and you cannot keep us here."
But you have indeed won this time, so please answer one simple question, and I will then reveal a secret and provide information on the candidates for the "Association of Ten Thousand Numbers to One" as an apology.
Shad heard Megan chuckle behind him. Bringing up other people's business as an apology was quite in line with the style of cultists.
"What do you want to know?"
"The man you're carrying on your shoulder has been acting ostentatiously for the past month. We've investigated him thoroughly, but we only found out you'd found him too when we were preparing to take action. I'd like to know, is his strange luck due to the Infinite Serpent, the relics, or something else?"
After only a moment's hesitation, Xia De spoke:
"The secret you reveal should be more valuable than the answer I give you, and you must guarantee that what you say is the truth."
The cultist bishop endorsed his statement:
“By the name of my Lord, Mr. Misfortune, I will tell you a secret that is more valuable than any answer you give, and there will be no lies.”
With the holy emblem right behind him, and given that he dared to swear an oath under these circumstances, Shad agreed to the deal. He also wanted to confirm a few things:
He said that before the year-end festival, he encountered a temple on his way home from fishing, and met a man in the temple who called himself "Mr. Snake", which gave him limited luck when playing cards.
Kalley-Watuna gave a knowing look:
"Then the secret I'm about to share is also related to that temple—"
That temple was originally Mr. Ring's Temple of Destiny atop Mount Fatumunster, but some being usurped its control. That Mr. Snake, if nothing unexpected happens, was likely the being suppressed and sealed beneath the snow-capped mountain during the ancient god's final descent. He was the world's first Infinite Snake, and also the greatest mistake of destiny.
He bowed slightly to Xia De:
"Since you already know about the dice of fate and have visited the followers of the god of fortune, you probably know that in addition to the dice that those who possess serpent skins already have and cannot be traded, there are also special dice of fate created by the gods and that have a real material form. These are the destinies that the gods have woven for mortals."
According to the order's records, at least three 20-sided dice of fate existed in that ancient temple.
Megan suddenly spoke up at this moment:
"You're not sharing a secret, you're encouraging the Summoner to go and cause trouble for that snake."
The archbishop of misfortune laughed:
"You're a witch, aren't you? But even if I didn't encourage it, wouldn't the Summoner go to that temple? It's the site of the Chosen Ones' ritual, the hall where all the main candidates should have gathered, the final place where those chosen by fate meet. Perhaps if the Summoner finds the temple that Mr. Ring prepared for the candidates first, it will make the story even more exciting."
I must warn you, what is sealed beneath the snow-capped mountain is absolutely different from the World Tree remnant you defeated during the Battle of Vista Grove. The two bear no resemblance whatsoever. It is entirely different from the evil creatures of the Pantanal, or even the Paradox Worms. And now that it has begun its activities on Fatummster Island, it will likely appear even more frequently in the future.”
His face wore a repulsive, fake smile.
"Your Excellency the Summoner, can you guess what kind of erroneous destiny the Ancient God, Mr. Ring, sealed here during that crucial era of transition between the First and Second Ages? What story does that Infinite Serpent symbolize?"
The Prophets' Association knows some very important secrets, extremely important secrets, and they have never told you.
Shad looked at him for a few seconds:
"Judging from the way you speak, you must also be an excellent prophet."
"It is my honor to be praised in this way by the One Who Calls God."
He bowed to Xia De again. Although Xia De had many thoughts in his mind, he ended the previous conversation. Regardless of what this "Mr. Snake" really was, or whether the followers of misfortune were leading him to fight him, that was something he would decide after discussing it with the girls.
What happened to the candidates for the "Association of Ten Thousand Numbers Returning to One"?
The twelve-ring warlock replied:
On the first night of All Souls' Day, he set off alone on his pilgrimage, but unfortunately encountered several ladies and was knocked off a cliff. Although he was only injured, he later encountered evil spirits and demons in the snowy mountains.
The priest, whose hairstyle was quite unique even to me, was severely injured by the demon while already wounded, and almost had his "Puppet Master's Script" stolen. The demon's power was extremely peculiar; the priest's injuries couldn't be healed by the "Order of Unity" alone, so they sought our help.
As he spoke, he smiled again, but this time the smile was genuine:
"The 'All Things Return to One' Society is unaware of the matter of the fate dice. Unlike the 'Prophet Association,' they are not orthodox, nor do they share the same close connection with the ancient gods as we do with the 'Sacred Tree Order.'"
While probability also falls within the purview of fate, it is ultimately a step further away. The Blood Spirit School has made a fatal mistake this time. The protagonist's position will only belong to us believers who are closest to fate, or perhaps to a powerful individual like yourself who is favored by fate.
"Summoner of the gods, I expect you to defy fate, and this is everyone's expectation."
He nodded to Shad and led his men back into the darkness they had come from.
Shad didn't stop them, and only spoke to Megan after they had all left:
"See, that's what fortune tellers are like. They seem to say a lot, but most of it is incomprehensible. Even if they say something concrete, they might be trying to mislead you."
The witch smiled:
"Then let's go back."
"Okay, let's go back."
(Amelia wrote the speech.)
When Shad got home that evening, it was already 9:30. Luvia and Galina, who were at home, were curious why Shad was so late, and Shad explained:
“Sirius spent a long time helping to search the memory, but the key memory could not be extracted. Sirius said that some powerful force blocked that memory, and she could try to extract it again using some special methods, but the price would be permanent damage to the other person’s brain.”
While changing his clothes, he told Luvia and Galina about what had happened that day. In the morning, the elder lost at cards; in the afternoon, someone risked their family's lives to play cards with Shad; and in the evening, after having dinner with the witches, he went to look for someone but encountered the followers of misfortune.
After listening, Luvia asked curiously:
"So, Clement Kruger's twenty-odd special rule cards are all yours now, right?"
Shad changed into his pajamas and came out of the bedroom, picking up Mia and placing her on his shoulder as he did so.
"Luvia, is that the point? No, I wouldn't take a hand won through cheating; that's not my style. Besides, I didn't let Sirius destroy Clement Kruger's brain to extract his memories. I think even if the memories were extracted, they would be fragmented."
I had Sirius erase his memory of tonight and put him, along with his luggage and playing cards, back in the tavern room. I think his good luck from that inexplicable deal won't work again. He didn't actually do anything terribly wrong; he's a victim in a way. I hope he can get over it soon. Of course, Sylvie will continue to monitor him afterward.”
Galina frowned:
"Why wasn't all his memories erased? His whole family died, which is no small matter in a small town like that. The church will most likely get involved in the investigation. Once they find out about Clement Kruger's special experiences like you did, and then realize that you, the person who last played cards with him, are not normal, they will investigate all the way to Kyle Todd based on Claire's grandfather losing at cards."