Mysterious Tribulation

Aaron looked at Clark Dass as a real archeologist, brushing off the dust on the altar with a brush, while watching Bruce as a crappy apprentice, stroking a stone pillar and carefully looking at the details with a magnifying glass, it seemed that Want to judge its material and age, can't help but want to laugh.

‘But in general, the path of ‘secret’ is quite good, ‘secret historians’ only need to find many ancient historical sites and complete the ritual, and then keep the secret, the ability will be quite complicated and changeable...Huh? How does it feel suitable for me? ’

Aaron glanced around his eyes again and found that the ruins were already quite dilapidated, and there was no trace of spiritual materials and mysterious knowledge. For most Beyonders, it was useless waste.

But in the eyes of the ‘secret historian’, this place is obviously an undiscovered treasure!

While he was thinking, he saw Bruce's body tremble slightly, and an inexplicable change was taking place.

"I've been here, I saw, I'm exquisite..."

"Although greatness will pass away, but the secret history will eventually be remembered!"

Bruce shed tears, chanting proverbs in spiritual language like a trance, like a puppet.

Aaron knew that he had successfully learned a little bit of ‘secret’ spirituality from the historical relics and became a half-extraordinary!

‘Speaking of which, every path has rituals to seize spirituality, whether it is from people or things... But even the most successful ritual should be risky, right? ’

"But the "secret" way draws spirituality from the ruins and antiquities. Is it necessary to use a long historical time and years to wash away the pollution that may be left behind... This is the core of the "archaeological meditation"? ’

At this moment, Aaron suddenly felt a strong wind.

Without thinking about it, he directly pulled out the slender cane inlaid with white crystal in his hand.

Snapped!

The shadow flew upside down, it was Bruce!

But at this time, he had a terrifying expression, and his eyes were filled with black and red bloodshot eyes.

"Ho ho!"

Bruce foamed at the mouth and suddenly stretched out his hands and choked his neck.

He tried so hard, as if he was his own mortal enemy, and it didn't take long for him to make his face flush.

"This is... the resentful spirit possessed?"

Aaron was a little surprised: "This kind of ancient ruins, there may indeed be resentful spirits, and previous Beyonders have also reported..."

According to his estimation, it was probably the moment when Bruce gained spirituality, he attracted the attention of a certain resentful spirit, and then followed the occult connection in the ruins to directly possess Bruce!

"It seems that being an archaeologist is still dangerous."

Aaron sighed, snapped his fingers, and uttered a spiritual word in his mouth: "Light!"

Light!

The dazzling brilliance, like an incandescent lamp, appeared and burst directly in front of Bruce's eyes...

With this light, Aaron could see that Bruce's body had undergone strange changes, for a time he was himself, and for a time he seemed to have turned into a pale-faced hunter wearing a primitive hunter's suit and covered in blood.

"Get out!"

Aaron chose to attack at the moment when Bruce was transformed, and his cane hit Bruce again.

"what!"

There seemed to be a scream full of bitterness in his ears, and a shadow was drawn directly from Bruce, suspended in mid-air, and turned into a pale hunter, with drops of illusory but bright red blood flowing in his eyes.

Around the wraith's body, the light was dim, and there seemed to be transparent, illusory and slippery tentacles, twisted and weird limbs, crazy and evil eyes...

"Wraith's illusion?!"

Aaron sneered: "If a resentful spirit could make such a big movement, there would be no one living outside."

He snapped his fingers: "Purification!"

A more intense white light emerged than before, turned into a raging flame, wrapped around the tentacles, limbs, eyes...

These illusions suddenly seemed like soap bubbles, and they were extinguished by the needle.

Then, more white flames fell on the wraith spirit, making it wailing again and again.

In the end, the white flames extinguished, leaving a pile of dust on the ground that kept emitting dim brilliance.

"This should also be considered a kind of spiritual material?"

Aaron stepped forward and took out a metal box to collect the dust: "Extraordinary people on the path of'Shadow' and'Nether' should like it very much."

He stood up and saw Clark, who had been alarmed, running over.

This ‘secret historian’ was still holding a brush in his hand. Upon seeing this scene, he had a direct guess: "Wraith?"

"Yes, it has been wiped out by me."

Aaron took out the smelling salt bottle and placed it under Bruce's nose.

"I am not a woman!"

Not long after, Bruce woke up, complained, and touched his neck again. Thinking of the scene just now, his whole body was shaking.

"are you OK?"

Clark asked the student.

"fine……"

Bruce looked at Aaron bitterly: "It's the two places where he was drawn...it hurts!"

"Oh, that's all right!"

Aaron looked at Clark Dass: "Professor, what have you found?"

At the mention of this, Clark's expression became extremely excited: "I have confirmed that there is indeed a'mark' here, and I have examined the'elements' of historical retrospect from the ruins... It's almost the same as I guessed before, it's very simple. It can be done, just need your help!"

At this moment, his expression was pious and fanatical, and even more mysterious.

Bruce trembled more severely, and subconsciously hid behind Aaron.

Aaron's thoughts turned sharply:

‘The lotus eater is the organization of the ‘Red’ way...’

‘This is where the first ‘ghoul’ was born, so there is a high probability that it will leave a mark! This mark belongs to the ghoul! ’

‘What are the key factors for obtaining the power of the ghoul in history? ’

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the holster with his palm~www.novelmt.com~ just in time, he wanted to kill this guy before.

"Teacher...no..."

There was a cry in Bruce's voice. At this moment, the scene seemed to be stagnant.

Clark Das looked contemptuously: "I see ignorance, doubt, fear in your eyes...but there is no trust! Is it in your hearts that I am looking for a strong and unscrupulous person?"

"This... teacher... what exactly is that ‘element’?"

Bruce gave a dry laugh.

"I got the answer from the ruins. If you want to perform the'historical retrospective' ritual, you don't need accurate time. You only need to complete one element at the place where this happened... That element is-"The corpse '!"

Clark Dastan said: "But I had prepared it before and put it in a hiking bag."

"I always... I always carry that kind of thing?"

Bruce's eyes widened, as if he was about to vomit in the next moment.