Chapter 1572: Ghost Possession
The beautiful woman was the main support for the priests, with healing and holy light that was tricky for us, especially when it countered Via. The girl was the secondary support, mainly providing buffs like purification and mental resistance, as well as disease immunity.
From my understanding, the beautiful woman likely represented the authority of the Holy Mother’s compassion, while the girl possessed the authority of purity and protection. I had to eliminate one of these two supports first.
This time, I went all out. Extreme cold ice mist condensed on my sword, and a gale pushed me down at high speed. If my main body were to perform these actions, I’d likely catch a cold and suffer frostbite. Only by relying on my Guardian Deity could I execute such a maneuver.
The reason I could continue fighting until now with my magic still abundant was because my main body was currently in Falbedy Cemetery, safely drinking magic potions.
However, the General and Lavias weren’t just watching me drink. Lavias summoned servants who brought me a large number of dead souls.
Although most of these souls had fallen into undeath and weren’t very strong, Lavias could decompose these undead, absorb the aura of death, and purify the most essential soul power to give to me. I then sent it to my Guardian Deity along with my magic.
Through the contract between my Guardian Deity and my main body, I could continuously provide pure magic and soul power to my Guardian Deity for her to repair her body and cast spells.
In the past, when my Guardian Deity couldn’t generate magic on her own, my main body would replenish her magic. Now, there was even a werewolf’s heart that could replenish magic autonomously.
That werewolf’s heart played its part to the fullest in this battle. Cold magic was constantly stimulated from the heart, seemingly inexhaustible.
Moreover, as the battle intensified, I felt this heart merging with my Guardian Deity. Before, the heart felt like an external object, like a magic apparatus I used.
But now, it had truly merged into my Guardian Deity’s body, becoming fully adapted and a part of her. It not only provided an aura of ice but also powerful strength and endless vitality.
I finally understood why Giselle was so obsessed with the God’s body. Possessing such power could indeed be addictive.
“Holy Mother, have mercy on me!” Seeing me pounce, the Holy Mother immediately erupted with dazzling holy light all over her body, so bright it made me unable to open my eyes. I could only move forward blindly by feeling.
“Clang!” I felt my greatsword stab into an unbreakable wall. Then, that wall pushed back, sending me flying.
But she wasn’t my target in the first place. I merely wanted to force them to concentrate their power on the Holy Mother, which would inevitably cause some of their magic to decline.
Also, to prevent being defeated one by one, they generally wouldn’t concentrate all their magic on a single person unless they were about to unleash a powerful attack. Usually, they concentrated it on two or three people for easier coordination.
I turned my head to look at the sky. The old man was completely wrapped in golden lightning. If his magic declined, he wouldn’t be able to maintain this form, so it wasn’t him.
The warrior was entangled by Via, with a large number of blood spears shooting towards him. The warrior continuously slashed at the incoming blood spears with his holy sword. The power of the holy sword was indeed formidable; it wasn’t him either.
Of the remaining male front-row fighters, there was only the blacksmith. He was originally tasked with ambushing Karina by bypassing the black mist, but he had suddenly stopped. Although he masked it well, I could still detect that the flames burning on his hammer were not the same Seven Gods’ fire from before, but merely simple flame effects.
It was him. The person I initially predicted was most likely to yield power was the blacksmith, but the one to make a move wasn’t me, but Lorna. I hoped she would seize the opportunity.
Just then, I saw a faint, almost invisible, translucent figure rapidly approaching the blacksmith, who showed no reaction whatsoever.
Although Lorna’s combat power wasn’t strong, her status was the highest among us, other than Older Brother Jayad, who was currently maintaining his Angel Form.
Due to her Inner Eye, Lorna’s spirit vision was not only enhanced but her status was also elevated. Now, she was like those invisible, terrifying beings. As long as she didn’t reveal herself, ordinary people couldn’t see her.
And when she intentionally concealed herself, even superior beings with low spirit vision couldn’t see her. This was the case with the blacksmith. Although he was fully focused on guarding against Karina’s direction, he was completely unaware of Lorna’s approach.
This was also within my expectations. The blacksmith’s authority should be related to forging, construction, craftsmanship, etc., the Guardian Deity of workers. He possessed very powerful strength, but his understanding and spirit vision of occultism should not be high.
As expected, when Lorna was about to get close to him, the gray-robed woman loudly warned the blacksmith, “Hans! Be careful of ghosts!”
Hans, truly a common name in the Holy Roman Empire. Before the gray-robed woman finished speaking, the blacksmith reacted. His first action was not to search for the invisible ghost but to unleash scorching flames all over himself to protect himself.
Their tacit understanding was indeed high, and their reactions were quick enough. Unfortunately, with his magic depleted, his flames were not powerful enough to burn a spirit body. If it were the old man’s current lightning state, he wouldn’t be able to do anything to Lorna even if he couldn’t see her.
Lorna’s body erupted with a ghostly blue flame. Engulfed by will-o’-the-wisps, she crashed into the flames and finally possessed the blacksmith’s body.
“Ugh!” The blacksmith grunted, his expression turning extremely ferocious. He thrashed about, his limbs contorting—his consciousness was fighting Lorna for control of his body.
“Damn it!” The old man rushed over, attempting to rescue the blacksmith. But as soon as he approached, he heard a deafening shriek from within the blacksmith’s body.
“Tsk!” The old man retreated helplessly. It wasn’t that he feared this banshee’s shriek, but that the shriek was emitted from within the blacksmith’s body. With such a close-range release of a banshee’s shriek, whether the old man could withstand it in advance was unknown, but the blacksmith would certainly be deafened to death.
As expected, after the old man retreated, the shrieking stopped. The blacksmith had already rolled his eyes at the first shriek and his limbs hung limply. Light wings lifted him into the air, and it seemed he would soon lose the ability to resist and be controlled by Lorna.
This was a ghost’s most representative innate skill, ghost possession, commonly known as “being possessed by a ghost.” Those weaker than the ghost would have their consciousness immediately suppressed, and their bodies controlled by the ghost.
The stronger ones could struggle a bit. However, the undead also possessed various skills to attack a person’s soul. Moreover, at this time, it was equivalent to holding a hostage. If companions tried to exorcise the ghost, it could directly damage the body and kill the host.
Now Lorna was about to control the blacksmith. I wondered how they would choose.
