Bang!
Wow!
The female corpse broke the glass with her head and rolled over in a weird posture. Her hands and feet were clinging to the ceiling, her head tilted back, and her braid swept across Sean's face.
"Dead Corpse!" The "Explorer's Manual" flipped through Sean's mind and stopped at one page: Dead Corpse, a corpse that loses its soul after death. It will move when it is cursed or manipulated, which is very dangerous.
He will still feel frightened, but Sean is mentally prepared for the danger, so he will not be overwhelmed by the fright.
The dead body turned over and landed on the ground like a giant spider, crawling over quickly with its hands and feet.
Due to the panic, Sean's hands and feet were trembling slightly, but after all, he had trained repeatedly, and although it was a little slower than when it was stable, he still successfully took out the holy water bottle and smashed it.
The glass bottle shattered on the dead body, and the holy water burned into bursts of white smoke, emitting a strong sour smell.
While the corpse was wailing and retreating, Sean drew out the sacred dagger - the corpse's weakness was in the brain or heart!
He rushed forward and inserted the dagger into the corpse's eye socket. The exorcism effect of the holy pattern took effect, and the opponent let out a hoarse scream while retreating.
Sean wanted to pull out the dagger and attack again, but the corpse's pale and cold hand held the blade, and did not let go even if the sacred mark burned out smoke.
The dead man waved his other hand, and Sean felt a malicious intent. Rust-colored claws suddenly appeared in the air, slicing his arm and causing him to stagger a few steps.
Attacks with strong resentment have "vicious" characteristics, causing extra pain to creatures and causing resentment infection that damages the spirit.
Sean lost his dagger. There was a gap on the cheek of the corpse. At this time, as if with a fierce mockery, he pulled out the holy dagger from his eye socket and threw it behind him.
The wounds caused by the vicious claw blow were not deep, but the burning pain and malice spread from the wounds, and Sean was already somewhat weakened.
"Damn, it feels like I've been poisoned...
"Due to the huge resentment before death, this corpse is too powerful. I am afraid that only Queen-level explorers can defeat her...
As the corpse crawled towards Sean, it opened its huge mouth and exposed all its teeth. The sight made Sean shudder...
When Sean was feeling dizzy, the door was knocked open.
While Naya was chanting something loudly in some ancient language of South Delzhou, she walked towards the corpse in a menacing manner.
The corpse actually showed fear and shrank back.
Several black, shrouded hands emerged from the air around it, grasping its limbs firmly.
"Mr. Sean!" Naya said as resentment surged, "gouge out its heart!"
Sean realized that this was his only chance to survive, so he took back the dagger with his weak body.
He stabbed the corpse's chest with all his strength, but the dagger was blocked by his ribs.
The black hand was fading, and Naya was behind to maintain it with all her strength: "That's not it. Make a cut from the bottom of the ribs, reach in and take it out!"
Sean looked back at Naya in disbelief. The latter turned his head and yelled at the door: "Leon, please pull your head back and don't look at me!"
Sean shrank back when he saw a small head at the door.
Although Sean was extremely reluctant to take out the heart from the dead body, but rather than die here, he could only bite the bullet and do it.
Using a dagger, he cut an opening at the lower end of the ribs on the left chest of the corpse. The corpse cursed in a crow-like voice while spitting out a foul-smelling liquid.
"This is the only way to become a explorer." Sean bravely inserted his hand through the incision.
Soggy, sticky, cold, and accompanied by a foul odor.
When Sean felt that he was about to lose his mind, his hand came into contact with something that kept shaking.
Like a cub that is constantly shivering from the cold. Sean tightened his grip on it and pulled it out.
A gray, already somewhat rotten heart trembled in the air for a while, then hardened and shattered into ashes...
The corpse also stopped struggling and turned into ashes along with its heart, leaving only a small skeleton.
"Leon, stay outside and don't come in!" Naya gasped and closed the door.
She carried Sean to the bathroom, chanting prayers and repeatedly rinsing the wounds on her arms with water.
Amidst the sound of rushing water, Sean said: "Mrs. Garcia, what are you doing...?"
"We'll talk about it later," Naya's expression was serious, "If this kind of wound is not washed in time, you may die."
Sean wasn't too worried. He could feel that those vicious resentments had stopped corroding him.
Returning to the room, she helped Sean sit on the sofa. Naya helped Sean bandage his wound. He felt better: "Mrs. Garcia, are you a explorer?"
Obviously, the black hands wrapped in the shroud were summoned by Naya, so Sean had such a guess.
Mrs. Naya walked to the remains of the deceased and said, “No, I’m just a laundry worker.
“In our hometown in Merdel, my grandmother and mother both believe in Akon, the god of death, and they are the female shamans on the Day of the Dead.
"I am also half a female shaman, so I know some knowledge about the undead. Although I later left the village, I can still recite the contents of the shamanic scriptures.
"And Akon, the god of death, is the god who can best restrain the wandering dead..."
As she told the story, she observed the remains on the ground: "Mr. Sean, you have to come and see this."
Sean stood up and looked at the dead skull pointed by Naya. There was a crescent-shaped notch on the forehead of the gray-white skull.
"What is this?" Sean frowned instinctively.
"As far as I know, the crescent moon is the mark of a witch. You were just attacked by the corpse of a witch." Naya squeezed the talisman she wore tightly, "Mr. Sean, I don't know what happened to you. , but your situation is not good!
"I suggest you that it is best to seek refuge in a nearby church - choose a 'god' and become His believer. With a certificate of faith, you will not only receive protection from God, but also reduce a lot of trouble."
Sean knew before coming to New Zealand that more than 70% of the people in New Zealand are believers in the Salvation Church. There are several different "gods" within the Salvation Cult. If you choose a faith, you can obtain a "certificate of faith" and gain certain benefits.
The "Certificate of Faith" is an important personal document to deal with the inspection by the commandment center. Having this certificate with you will make life in New Zealand much more convenient.
Because Sean didn’t know how long his journey would last, he had no intention of choosing faith before.
But after Mrs. Garcia suggested it, Sean started to think about it. After all, the belief in salvation can indeed play a certain role in exorcising evil spirits.
For example, if Sean were wearing a diamond-shaped frame representing Holy Father Keane, the corpse of the deceased would not be able to hurt him so easily.
Garcia clasped his hands together and said somewhat cautiously: "Mr. Sean, I have a favor that I need you to do..."
Naya had just saved him, so Sean would definitely not refuse: "You say it, madam."
“You are from Leon and may not know much about the laws of New Landal…
“Although Newlandel is a country with a divine constitution, you can still live even if you don’t believe in the Lord of Salvationism.
“In addition to choosing to believe in salvation religion, people can also choose to believe in some legal minor gods.
"However, some beliefs are prohibited, such as Akon, the god of death. If the education officials knew that I was once a female shaman of Akon, the god of death, and I still continue to believe in this 'god who abandoned mankind', I would I'm afraid I will be expelled from the country by the Divine Palace..."
Expulsion means separation from Lyon. Sean knew the seriousness of the matter: "Don't worry, madam, I will keep today's matter a secret."
Naya's eyes showed gratitude.
Sean asked: "What did you mean by the god who abandoned mankind just now?"
Naya: "Those traditional gods are declining day by day, and only the Holy Father of the Salvation Church, Keen, has shown miracles.
"I have no intention of questioning the teachings of Salvationism - however, they say that except for the gods of Salvationism, all other traditional gods have abandoned humans. I cannot agree with this view. Akon is still in our heritage! Only humans Even if you turn your back on Him, He will never leave!
"In short...I am not disrespectful to the Salvation Church, but I have my own insistence."
Sean understood and nodded vigorously: "In New Landal, you have your own ideas on faith. This is a very courageous thing - I will keep the secret for you..."
Sean planned to call the police. Naya and Leon were here and things would become unexplainable, so Sean asked them to leave.
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Sean called Officer Link, who was in charge of the scene of the female corpse case in the factory that day. After roughly explaining that he was attacked by the corpse, he fell into deep thought alone in the room.
He looked at the skeleton with the "Witch Moon": "This corpse is a witch, so it must not be Aaliyah.
"It can be seen that Aaliyah did go to Bill's party. However, the person who took him there did not expect that Aaliyah would be photographed, so he used a powerful force to distort the facts and the surrounding environment. The person's memory makes Aaliyah disappear in the photo and makes the person who took the photo forget their existence.
"However, this power can only affect 'the attendees of the day' and 'people related to the photo,' so it was not affected to me and Miss Daisy.
"It seems that this power only affects a dozen people and changes some photos. It is not a power that can completely distort the world line...
"I used to think that this was a miracle; if it was just a tampering on this scale, a powerful person could do it!
"At least it's not a confrontation with 'gods'..." Sean sighed softly.
While thinking, his eyes did not leave the skull in his hand. He suddenly discovered that the crescent moon mark on the skull's forehead was filled with blood-red brilliance.
"Is this?" Sean opened his eyes wide.
That red light flashed into Sean's pupils and reflected into his soul.
In the soul, the candlestick symbol changes.
The red light turned into a small "Witch's Moon", which was outlined on a "candle branch" extending from the symbol.
