Chapter 410 Evil Spirit
Roger looked up and saw Lindsay and Bandit, a cat and a human, walking aimlessly not far from him. Their expressions were blank and their eyes were dull, as if they were completely unaware of the existence of the collective unconscious world.

Roger thought for a moment, then created two different clones and began questioning Lindsay and Bandit simultaneously.

Consciousness reflects the tendencies of the subconscious, and the subconscious also enriches some elements of consciousness, especially those details that the conscious mind has not noticed or forgotten. This is the fundamental reason why hypnosis can work.

During the questioning, Roger realized that Lindsay and Bandit were in a similar state to himself, having unknowingly entered a world where they were alone, surrounded by darkness and nothing else existed.

Lindsay was relatively calm, but Bandit was not so optimistic.

Although its unconscious incarnation calmly recounted its ordeal, the tabby cat was on the verge of tears in the surface world, so much so that it kept stopping and starting, eventually becoming too afraid to move forward.

"Hey."

Roger put his hand to his forehead, using his abilities to soothe Bandit's subconscious, influencing its emotions and preventing it from becoming so anxious in the real world.

After doing this, Roger continued to ask them some details about the real world. He discovered that his experience was similar to that of Bendit, both of them having entered a seemingly very spacious space.

But Lindsay's situation was different. The space around him was still narrow. The "Iron Knight" even said that the space around him was narrower than the stone passage. Moreover, he felt that his feet were very slippery, as if there was some kind of slimy substance under them.

"Mucus?"

Lindsay's statement immediately caught Roger's attention, and he quickly realized a possibility.

"Lindsay's description sounds a bit like the esophagus of some kind of animal?"

Once the idea entered his mind, he could no longer suppress it.

“We can’t let Lindsay continue down this path…we need to give him a shock.”

"The question now is, how do we instill fear in a 'Predator'?"

After thinking it over, Roger felt that the plan was not feasible.

Creating temptation or confusion is a viable approach, rather than creating fear.

"Fine, it's a bit unethical, but it's the only way to save Lindsay's life."

Roger made up his mind. He knew that although Lindsay valued camaraderie, neither Roger nor his tactical squad members were the people most deeply etched in his heart.

This is not to say that Lindsay doesn't value them, but rather that as people who appear in real life every day, Lindsay's perception leans more towards the surface world rather than the deepest subconscious.

For Lindsay, there was a repressed presence in his heart that stirred his emotions: Miranda Hayward, whom he had once deeply loved.

Only she could make Lindsay, whose senses were becoming dulled, suddenly awaken and turn back.

Roger sighed softly, connecting his consciousness with Lindsay's subconscious, and then began to dig into the image from the depths of his memory.

in the real world.

Lindsay wandered aimlessly. Unlike Bandit, he did not stop because he was not easily afraid. At this moment, his mind began to become inexplicably chaotic and ignorant, and his inspiration did not come in any way, as if something had obscured the connection between his mental body and his astral body.

But at that moment, Lindsay suddenly heard a voice that petrified him.

"Lindsay..."

Lindsay abruptly stopped and turned around behind her.

"Miranda, is that you?"

His voice trembled slightly as he asked incredulously.

"it's me."

A moment later, a beautiful young woman emerged from the darkness.

She had shoulder-length beige hair and blue eyes, and was exceptionally beautiful. In addition, perhaps because she had taken a "witch" potion, the charm she exuded was even more prominent than before.

In fact, this Miranda is somewhat different from the real Miranda—but she fits the lovely, charming, and captivating Miranda that Lindsay knows, and at this moment she is smiling at Lindsay.

Upon seeing Miranda's appearance, Lindsay was completely stunned. Before he could say anything, Miranda spoke:

"Don't go any further, there's danger ahead."

"follow me."

After saying this, Miranda turned and disappeared into the darkness.

"Wait for me!"

Seeing this, Lindsay hurriedly chased after her. Although he felt something was off, he couldn't sense any malice from Miranda. On the contrary, she exuded a feeling that could heal his weary soul.

However, due to the presence of the slime, Lindsay's pursuit was very slow. In the end, he became so impatient that he transformed into a ball of blazing white and blue flame and flew back the way he came!

He seemed not to recognize the turn and crashed straight into it.

This immediately caused a change in the surrounding environment.

Lindsay and Bandit both heard a faint groan at the same time, and a strange suction force appeared around Lindsay, pulling him back in the direction he was originally going.

However, Lindsay was completely bewitched at this moment. The stronger the surrounding suction force, the less willing he was to give in easily. Instead, he transformed into a streak of fire and rushed upwards once again.

This time, the previously peaceful environment suddenly changed.

The ground began to shake, and the shaking was so strong that even Roger, who was in the world of collective unconsciousness, could feel this sudden change.

"really……"

Roger took a deep breath; by this point, he was fairly certain of their situation.

That is, the second level of this angelic tomb should itself be the mouth and esophagus of some kind of giant life form, and for some unknown reason, the interior of this creature's body is filled with the war fog of that "weather sorcerer".

The fog of war reacted chemically with some power within this enormous creature, further amplifying it to the point that it could not only shield the astral spirits from the spiritual realm, but also significantly influence the projection of astral concepts. It was precisely because of this that Roger could not arbitrarily use "Dark Annihilation" or "Dark Thread Foresight" to analyze the current situation.

Because both "Dark Annihilation" and "Hidden Premonition" are, in a sense, the result of Gherros's further fusion of authority in the Astral and Spirit Realms, and the weakening of the power of these two worlds will inevitably affect Roger's prophetic abilities.

This is why Roger, Bendit, and Lindsay's connection was severed, and most importantly, the creature seems to have some special ability to move the two people and the cat into different "chambers".

Fortunately, Roger also possessed mental abilities. The connection of the collective unconscious was less obscured by the "fog of war." In addition, Roger had a portion of the authority of the "Chaos Sea" tributary, so he was naturally able to contact Bendit and Lindsay through the subconscious via mental connections.

If Roger and Bendit might be located in different areas of the mouth, then Lindsay should be in the esophagus. The flames he transformed into while chasing Miranda must have burned the creature's esophagus, causing it to whimper and swallow unconsciously.

For Lindsay, this meant he would feel a sudden increase in pressure, but fortunately, the guy's sprint was strong enough that, roughly estimating the time, he should have already reached the esophageal opening.

"In this case……"

After a moment's thought, Roger broke free from the collective unconscious world and created a "Spirit-Flesh Blade" burning with black flames, then plunged it fiercely into the ground.

The "Spirit-Flesh Blade" already possessed outstanding armor-piercing capabilities, and now, with the added blessing of the black flames from "White Saintess" Katarina Pelle, this sword was able to successfully attack the spirit while breaking through the physical defenses.

Sure enough, right after Roger did that, an even more intense tremor came.

As a side effect, both Bandit and Lindsay became slightly more lucid in the real world.

"Looks like it worked..."

Roger took a deep breath and plunged the "Spirit and Flesh Blade" back into the spot where he had pierced himself earlier.

This time, a violent roar came from above, and the huge creature gasped, causing the "fog of war" to rush towards a certain direction in front of Roger, while the fog around him thinned considerably.

This finally allowed Roger to see the situation around him clearly.

He was in a pale red space. Although the walls around him looked very dry, Roger could still see the blood vessels and fascia behind the thick mucous membrane.

Beneath the ground Roger had just pierced, a cat was meowing anxiously.

Roger immediately recognized the voice of Bandit. Without holding back, he launched a full-scale attack on the crack he had just created, taking advantage of the moment before the "fog of war" was expelled.

Just as Roger was launching his third attack, a large hole was torn in the ground, and without thinking, he jumped down from it, landing right in front of Bandit.

"Roger!"

When Bandit saw his master reappear, he burst into tears of joy and jumped onto Roger's back, rubbing against Roger's neck.

Where is Lindsay?

After a moment, the tabby cat asked again, puzzled.

"Right next to me."

As the fog of war dissipated, Roger's Dark Annihilation power was able to barely resume operation. He knew that Lindsay was in a chamber inside the wall to his left and Bendit's left—heaven knows how that strange creature had developed such a digestive tract structure, dividing its mouth into several different parts.

In this way, with only one part connected to the digestive tract, it can slowly swallow and digest its prey. Under the enhanced "fog of war," it is unlikely that the prey can escape.

Upon seeing Roger mention the "Blade of Spirit and Flesh" once again, Bandit did not hesitate to transform into a lion clad in black armor, carrying a giant sword in its mouth.

This is the "Black Knight" ability that Bandit was able to display after becoming a "Mystic," with both his attack and defense reaching the level of a true demigod.

Roger and Bendit simultaneously attacked the same spot on the right side of the esophagus with their greatswords. A crisp cracking sound rang out, and a large amount of mucus gushed out from below the wall.

"Ugh... Ugh! This sticky, gooey stuff is so disgusting!"

Upon seeing this, Bandit almost vomited, while Roger immediately donned the "Black Knight" armor and pulled Bandit through the space they had cleaved open.

However, at that moment, the "fog of war" surged up again from the left side of the man and the cat, instantly engulfing them.

Roger instinctively hugged Bandit tightly around the neck, and the cat instinctively moved closer to Roger, afraid that the strange fog would once again deprive them of their sight and senses, and that they would be separated from each other again.

"Roger?"

"Ah."

Bandit spoke softly, and only after confirming that Roger was right beside him did the tabby cat breathe a sigh of relief.

Where is Lindsay?

Bandit asked again, but before Roger could answer, a trembling voice came from above not far away.

"Bandit? Captain?"

"?"

Roger and Bendit both turned their heads in surprise at the same time, and then heard Lindsay speak:

"I'm sitting here holding... what on earth is this bulging thing???"

bulging?

Roger frowned. He led Bandit forward, and after passing through layers of mist, they finally saw a blurry figure overhead.

Roger looked closely and saw that the silhouette was Lindsay. At that moment, he was holding something hanging down from above, like a sandbag. It seemed that he had subconsciously grabbed something that could give him leverage after emerging from the esophagus.

"Roger, this thing looks a bit like that little tongue in your mouth."

Just as Roger was wondering what that "sandbag" was, Bandit suddenly spoke up.

This made Roger realize something. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was indeed the uvula—physiologically known as the uvula, a cone-shaped soft tissue protrusion on the free edge of the soft palate in the oral cavity. Its main functions include preventing food or liquid from entering the nasal cavity, assisting in pronunciation, triggering the swallowing reflex, maintaining oropharyngeal moisture, and participating in immune defense.

Clearly, the giant creature that swallowed Roger, Bandit, and Lindsay also had the physiological structure of a uvula. From this point of view, it is possible that the "Wasteland Matriarch" referenced the oral cavity structure of some humanoid mammals when she created it.

"Come down."

At Roger's call, Lindsay finally jumped down, and the two people and the cat were reunited.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Lindsay didn't mention seeing Miranda earlier, but immediately asked Roger about his next plans.

"We should be inside the mouth of some monster. The place you came up from should be the esophagus."

Roger began:

"From what we can see, there is a part of the fog of war inside this thing. Normally, there is only one way for us to get through this area."

"any solution?"

Lindsay asked curiously.

"That is, to have at least a Sequence 4 'Hunter' pathway demigod metalize himself, then have this monster swallow him, and finally have him pulled out."

“In this way, it can resist the corrosive effects of gastric juices and reach the third layer... I know it’s a bit disgusting, but I suspect that this area was originally designed this way to test the intelligence of visitors and whether their background is related to the Einhorn family.”

"This is more than just a little disgusting."

Lindsay pouted:

"Are we really going to be dragged out like this?"

In fact, although Lindsay was complaining, he was seriously considering the matter.

After all, both he and Roger could metalize, and as for Bendit, all that was needed was for Roger to temporarily put it into a package formed from his own flesh and blood.

"forget it."

Bandit shook his head repeatedly, rejecting Lindsay's suggestion.

"Originally there really wasn't a good solution, but things are different now."

Roger said, pulling out "Pale Death" again: "Although it's difficult for us to eliminate this creature with single-target attacks, we can directly take its life."

Upon hearing Roger's words, Lindsay and Bandit finally realized that they possessed this Sequence 1 "Death" pathway seal artifact.

"Let's step back."

Roger, as before, created another flesh and blood puppet and handed "Pale Death" to it, while he himself retreated with Lindsay and Bandit.

In an instant, pallor descended, and the surrounding oral cavity walls began to weather rapidly, along with the "weather wizard's" war fog, which was also violently eroded.

At this moment, the fog of war began to turn white, and then further turned into something like powder, which began to fall to the ground in a soft rustling sound.

At first, the monster that had devoured Roger and the others was still trying to swallow them, but soon its digestive tract completely lost its ability to move.
"Pfft!"

A strange tearing sensation came, like some kind of dry fiber being ripped apart—instantly the tear began to expand rapidly, and the monster's body that had devoured Roger, Bendit, and Lindsay began to gradually disintegrate.

Roger reacted quickly, grabbing Bandit and Lindsay to prevent them from falling downwards due to gravity. At the same time, he activated "Anti-Gravity" to stabilize his own personnel and cat crew in the air.

At the very bottom, the sounds of impact and shattering came. Roger swallowed hard. He judged that there must be a drop of more than twenty meters below, and the source of the impact sound must be the upper body of the monster.

To be honest, this height exceeded Roger's expectations. He originally thought that the "Desolate Matriarch" would not be able to create an independent space, but now it seems that she has turned the skeleton and internal space of this huge monster into the physical support for the second layer and even subsequent spaces.

This made the already not-so-deep angelic tomb even deeper. Fortunately, compared to the aggressive creatures on the first level, the enormous creatures on the second level seemed to have focused on enhancing their size and amplifying their mystical abilities. Their methods of killing invading enemies were mainly the mental control of the "fog of war" and the subsequent digestion by gastric juices. Both of these abilities were countered by Roger's methods, so they did not pose any threat.

The only problem was that Roger didn't know what these "life-forging" products ate to maintain their vital signs.

At this moment, because the fog of war had spread out, the surrounding visibility had become much clearer. Roger led Bandit and Lindsay down quickly and soon reached the bottom.

Upon landing, Roger saw many marine creature skeletons scattered on the ground, which answered some of his previous questions.

"Captain, there's a hole here."

Suddenly, Lindsay pointed to the ground not far away and shouted. Roger looked closely and saw that there was indeed a hole about 2 meters in diameter.

If nothing unexpected happens, that should be the passage to the third level of space.

At this moment, a large amount of war fog was escaping from that hole, making the previously clear environment of the second layer blurry again.

"This fog of war is really annoying."

Roger frowned. To be honest, he was fed up with the pervasive fog, but he didn't have any good solutions at the moment.

If it's a Sequence 3 level fog of war, he has a way to temporarily disable it by "leaking" information. However, when facing an Angel level fog of war, he can only temporarily dispel the fog within a very limited area, and doing so does not substantially help improve the team's communication.

The same applies to the weathering caused by "Pale Death." As long as the seal formed by the remains of the lowest-level "Weather Wizard" is not sealed, this situation of being plagued by the fog of war will continue.

This made Roger start to think about a crucial question: if the "weather wizard" and his companion did not object to the Einhorn family's "red priest" demigod coming to collect his remains, then how could a "war bishop" resolve such a dilemma?

"Release the 'fog of war' as well? No, that won't work."

"War Cry doesn't seem to be very useful."

"Weakness detection... I don't know how to use it yet."

After much thought, Roger concluded that the only ability he could use was "sacrifice".

Indeed, this is the most likely solution for a demigod using the "Red Priest" route. By offering a sufficiently heavy sacrifice, he can pray to the source of "war" and its corresponding symbol for help, which may include temporarily dispelling the "fog of war."

"Sacrifice..."

Roger was speechless. At this moment, he had no offerings to make. In his opinion, to dispel the "fog of war" caused by the seal formed by the "weather sorcerer's" ability, he would have to sacrifice at least one seal of Sequence 3 or something of equal value.

Frankly speaking, Roger currently possesses a considerable number of sealed artifacts, but he has no intention of giving any of them away. It seems like a bad deal to sacrifice a high-sequence sealed artifact that he actually possesses for an outcome that cannot be guaranteed.

"Wait... if all that's needed is a high enough rank, then would a flesh puppet with my Sequence 3 abilities and a fate very close to mine be useful?"

Roger suddenly realized a possibility, which in a sense was an alternative unique to him, because only the "Star of Judgment" pathway demigod who had merged with the authority of the "Chaos Sea" could create an avatar with its own independent mind and a divinity that was extremely close to reality.

Without hesitation, Roger created three different flesh puppets before the second-floor space was completely filled with the "fog of war." Each of these puppets possessed the ability of a "black prophet" or a "living astrolabe," and Roger collectively altered their fates, making their mystical identities closer to his own.

Afterwards, Roger summoned the spirit of Vladimir Kassienov and had him begin to set up a sacrificial ritual to the source of "war".

Vladimir began to use Roger's blood to carve a strangely shaped magic circle on the ground, and then wrote many incantations in ancient Fusak language on the outside, pointing to the concept of "war" itself.

After doing all this, Roger guided the three flesh golems to stand in the three circles of the magic circle, which were arranged in an equilateral triangle. As "War Bishop" Vladimir loudly recited a prayer concerning the origin of "war," the blue flame spear in his hand pierced the ground at the very center of the magic circle.

In an instant, the three flesh and blood puppets used as sacrifices began to undergo drastic changes.

The first puppet began to burn fiercely all over its body, the second puppet began to fall into pieces as if it had been broken apart by weapons, and the third puppet shrank rapidly as if its strength had been drained by something.

At the same time, the magic circle turned bright red, and Vladimir Kassienov spoke in Old Fusak:
"The great origin of 'war'! Please reveal the way forward for us, clear away the fog, and lead us to victory and triumph!"

In an instant, a bright red light shone, and all the fog rapidly thinned, weakening by eighty percent in just a few seconds.

"Is it because of the sacrifices I offered, or is it because the 'War Bishop' of Sequence 3 can only do so much?"

Roger quickly made a guess in his mind, but in any case, the influence of the current "fog of war" has become almost negligible, which means that as long as they act quickly enough and get through the third layer, they will have a chance to see the situation on the fourth layer!
In fact, the negative impact of this "fog of war" on their operations was far too great to be tolerated.

With most of it now eliminated, this undoubtedly provides a huge guarantee for the success of Roger and his team's subsequent operations.

Even if there really were evil spirits of angels, Roger was fully confident that he could use the few "0" level sealed artifacts he had to fight against them and not be at a disadvantage.

"Let's go."

Roger glanced at Bandit and Lindsay, then jumped into the hole first.

Bandit and Lindsay exchanged a glance and then jumped down after Roger.

Three thuds echoed as Roger, Bandit, and Lindsay simultaneously looked up at their surroundings and immediately saw thousands upon thousands of undead creatures all around them.

Some of these creatures were evil spirits, while others were of a lower level. At this moment, these undead looked at the three demigods who had invaded with crazed eyes, their eyes revealing an abnormal desire.

Seeing this, Roger immediately felt fortunate that he had managed to clear the "fog of war." Otherwise, if he had rashly rushed in under those circumstances, his side would have suffered heavy losses under the attack of these undead.

Undoubtedly, these undead were far less affected by the "fog of war" than the three outsiders. Roger could even see some of these undead dressed in the style of the Northern Continent of the Fifth Age. This indicated that over the past thousand years, the seal formed by the extraordinary characteristics of the "Desolate Matriarch" must have been devouring the souls of those extraordinary beings who died in the Kosque Islands and the surrounding waters, transforming them into evil spirits enslaved by itself, and gathering them in this third layer!
The next second, many of these evil spirits simultaneously let out shrieks powerful enough to pierce the spirits of ordinary extraordinary beings, and then simultaneously pounced on Roger, Lindsay, and Bandit.

"Bandit, Lindsay, cover me."

As Roger spoke, he quickly created two puppets. One of the puppets wore the "Pale Death" and the other wore the "Ring of the Dark One".

Bandit and Lindsay understood each other. One quickly created layers of spaces behind doors to block the first wave of attacking evil spirits, while Lindsay began to attack these spirits with a flaming spear wrapped in black flames.

Suddenly, paleness and sunlight descended simultaneously.

Two different directions centered on Roger appeared simultaneously: a gale from the underworld and a blinding light that could illuminate everything. The former forced the steps of a large number of undead to become heavy and their soul power to rapidly wither away, while the latter directly purified a large number of undead whose strength level was lower than Sequence 3.

Painful roars echoed throughout the third level of space, while Roger stood calmly between the two puppets.

Both the "Ring of the Dark Ones" and the "Pale Death" are extremely effective against all kinds of undead and even evil spirits. One is about conquering and suppressing them through authority, while the other is about pure purification and annihilation through restraint.

In just five minutes, all the undead creatures in the surrounding area were wiped out, a feat that left Bandit and Lindsay speechless with astonishment.

"Fortunately."

Roger retrieved the two flesh puppets and their corresponding sealing artifacts, and remarked with emotion:

"If there had been a 'fog of war' here, not only would the power of the spirit world have been blocked, but even light would have had a hard time shining through."

"In that case, the effects of these two sealing artifacts will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to exert the same strong effect as before."

Upon hearing this, Lindsay and Bandit both nodded in deep agreement. To be honest, they had both considered jumping into the fourth floor without a second thought, but thankfully they didn't, otherwise they would probably have been in immediate danger.

"Let's take a short break, and then we'll continue into the fourth floor in ten minutes."

Roger paused, then continued:

“If nothing unexpected happens, we should face a fierce battle on the fourth level. I strongly suspect that a part of the consciousness of the ‘Desolate Matriarch’ remains there, otherwise it would not be enough to support those demigod-level ‘Life Alchemy’ monsters to stay here peacefully for thousands of years.”

In a sense, demigods and mythical creatures of the "Mother" pathway all belong to the "Mother" of the life they created. As long as the Mother is here, those "children" will obediently listen to her, no matter how strong their attack power or how crazy and terrifying they are.

Otherwise, given the geological changes and water erosion over the past thousand years, those monsters would most likely have already swum to the nearby seas and caused even greater trouble.

At this very moment, Roger's "premonition" also returned a strong sense of danger. This information concerned the fourth level, rather than the mausoleum itself. This indicated that, whether in the form of an evil spirit or a remnant will, the "Desolate Matriarch" must be maintaining some state of existence other than complete death.

After Roger cleared out all the undead creatures, the entrance to the fourth level has now been revealed.

It was a tombstone standing in the very center of the third level. There were no words written on it. At this moment, the stone slab that had been covering it opened automatically, seemingly indicating that Roger and his companions had passed the test of the third level.

"Speaking of which, Captain, if it's really as you say, that the spirit or will of the 'Desolate Matriarch' is lingering on the fourth level, what if we go down and she discovers that we are not descendants of the Einhorn family? Won't that cause us trouble?"

Lindsay then asked.

"of course."

Roger nodded slightly, and then said:

"So, just to be on the safe side, we should test the situation on the fourth floor first."

"How should we test them? Send down flesh and blood puppets?"

"Bandit asked."

"No."

Roger shook his head:

“We cannot send living matter down, not even the ‘shadow of depravity’.”

"This is tantamount to sending food to the 'Desolate Matriarch,' who is an angel who can easily transform inanimate matter into living entities. Now that all the 'life-altering' products and evil spirits under her control have been purged, she must be craving new 'children.'"

The word "child" sent a chill down the spines of both Bandit and Lindsay. After a moment of silence, Lindsay spoke again:
"What should I do?"

"Only inanimate matter can be used."

Roger shrugged and replied.

"If I remember correctly, you mentioned before that the 'Desolate Matriarch' can also turn inanimate matter into puppets, right?"

Lindsay frowned and asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Of course, so this time I plan to use an inanimate substance that He cannot refine."

Roger smiled slightly, opened the "Old Box," and poured out a ball of boiling water.

When the boiling water first hit the ground, it didn't take shape, but it didn't disperse either. Instead, after stabilizing itself, it suddenly began to rise and eventually became a human-shaped ball of boiling water.

"What is this?"

Bandit's eyes widened:

"Just how many things did you hide in the 'Old Box'?"

"This stuff is called 'living boiling water'."

Roger replied:

“I discovered it while exploring the tomb of a fallen angel of the Abraham family. It is also a product of ‘life transmutation’, but at a higher level than the alchemical life form that the ‘Desolate Matriarch’ could transmute at Sequence 2.”

"So, it's an angel-level life form?"

Bandit was somewhat puzzled:
"It doesn't look like it."

"of course not."

Roger shook his head:

"If this thing were an angelic life form, it would have killed me long ago. It only has a mid-series power level, but the one who created it was at a very high level."

"Captain, do you mean that because it is a product of a higher level of 'life alchemy', the 'Desolate Matriarch' cannot gain control over it? Is that what you mean?"

In response to Lindsay's question, Roger nodded slightly and then snapped his fingers crisply:

"That's it."

After returning from Amra Abraham's tomb, Roger had been trying to cultivate the "living water" that had merged with the "liquid flames." He even stimulated its growth several times with "Amra's guidance," and finally managed to restore it to its original size.

To ensure he could control it, Roger also used a tributary of the "Chaos Sea" to pollute it, thereby temporarily suppressing the spiritual imprint of the "Fallen Mother Goddess." In addition, after this series of operations, the "Boiling Water with Life" achieved a certain degree of mental connection with Roger.

Previously, Roger had only kept it as a toy and never thought it could actually participate in battles.

The reason I'm bringing this up today is because Roger discovered something crucial in the experiment: both "living water" and "liquid flames" possess a certain degree of indestructibility. This is the key to why they can still exist in the counterintuitive state of "living boiling water" after they merge and cancel each other out.

This characteristic determines that although its attack power is not very strong, it is extremely difficult to destroy. In addition, it cannot be easily reversed and taken over by the "life alchemy" ability of the angel level. At this time, this thing is perfect for exploring the fourth layer where the consciousness of the "Desolate Matriarch" may exist.

After giving instructions to "Boiling Water with Life" on what to do next, Roger watched as the guy entered the tomb passage leading to the fourth level.

As a precaution, he also affixed a "celestial" talisman to his forehead and entered a meditative state.

This "celestial" charm is a safety measure that only works on Roger.

The condition that triggers it is that Roger loses his autonomy due to external forces.

In this way, it can unleash a "mental boost" explosion, thereby helping Roger regain control of his consciousness!
(End of this chapter)

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