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Chapter 50 [Death] Sequence Seven Potion Recipe (7k)

Even in the dim sunlight, Ron could still clearly see what the serene-faced, cold-sleeping corpse in her nun's habit looked like.

Seeing the familiar, sword-like scars on her arm—

This is Idrisla!

Her white robe embroidered with gold thread was exactly the same as Idrila's, and even her earlobes wore the "glow earring" that had once been used to release spiritual energy and condense blessed dewdrops...

Even the supernatural items are exactly the same?
Ron stared in astonishment at the corpse lying on the ground and rubbed his eyes.

But the corpse certainly wouldn't disappear just because he rubbed his eyes... "Idrila" still lay there coldly, as if she had never been alive.

Ron was certain that, in the magical vision, whether it was the magical glow on Idrila's corpse or something else, it all seemed to indicate that she was not a fake.

She was the actual corpse of a War Sequence transcendent.

Furthermore, considering her Scorched Earth Sanctuary nun's robes and the seemingly authentic, identical luminous earring—

Perhaps anyone who sees this body will suspect that Idrila is dead!
This "anyone"... even includes Idris herself.

Standing next to Ron, Idrila was clearly shocked by Father Harvey's cold words and was greatly affected.

She was trembling slightly, and it was clear that she was very flustered.

"This, what is this..."

"How, how could..."

"I……"

She muttered to herself, no longer knowing what she was saying, just uttering broken words, as if she had forgotten how to speak.

In a daze, her heartbeat slowed down.

As if frozen in an ice cellar, Idrila's blood seemed to slowly stop flowing, and her bright eyes gradually dimmed, like a clear blue sapphire being stained with haze.

Gradually, it seemed to lose its luster.

Meanwhile, Ron looked at Father Harvey, who was holding a lantern with a glowing green flame and staring solemnly at Idris.
Looking at Idrila, whose body was trembling and who seemed to have fallen into a strange state, he immediately understood what had happened.

As expected... Idrila is still alive.

While theoretically anyone who saw the body would suspect Idrila was dead... this did not include Ron.

In the "Potion Age," there may indeed be many incomprehensible, almost magical things that happen.

It might not be uncommon for a deceased person to return to the world and behave indistinguishably from an ordinary person...

But no matter how convincingly these dead bodies resemble the living, there is always one prerequisite.

That must be the "mystery" of resisting life and death that the dead person who returned to the world must possess!
Regardless of how he crossed the line between life and death, whether through the power of the contained object, the power of a superhuman, or the might of a god—

Ultimately, it all comes down to "mystery".

If Idrila possesses such a wondrous "mystery" that allows her to transcend life and death...

When Ron and Idrila made contact before, why didn't [Illusion Resolution] directly resolve their illusions?

Clearly, the fact that the power of [Illusion Dissolved], inherited from [Anti-Mystic Equation], had no effect on Idrila's life itself proves that she is a real, living person!

Moreover, Ron recalled that Idrila had said that the Scorched Sanctuary still contained the church's own cemetery—

If Idrila really died, why did Father Sue hide her in the Lost Church?
Even disregarding his eagerness to sacrifice Idrila, and even if he were a normal person who had no interest in sacrificing Idrila, he should still bury her in his own graveyard in the Scorched Earth Sanctuary!

This situation is nothing more than a smokescreen by Father Harvey...

Ron's guess was entirely correct; Father Harvey did indeed harbor extremely deep hostility towards Idrila, even going so far as to use this pretext and these incomprehensible, bizarre methods to try and kill her...

But since he was prepared, Ron naturally wouldn't let them succeed.

Ron had actually given Father Harvey many chances... but his lack of martial ethics and his attempt to commit murder meant he was truly doomed and should not be allowed to live.

He glanced at Father Harvey, who was staring coldly at Idrila not far away, and without hesitation pulled Idrila closer to him, dragging her around—

Then, Ron threw a tiny, black glass ball, no bigger than a thumb, directly in front of Father Harvey.

"boom!"

A soft bang rang out, and an extremely bright flash and a shockwave erupted in front of Father Harvey.

"What's this--"

Before he could finish speaking, the bright light forced him to cover his eyes, and for a moment everything went black; he was clearly dazzled and disoriented.

The powerful gust of air dispersed the increasingly thick white fog beside him. Ron looked at Father Harvey, who was covering his eyes and looking pained, and couldn't help but sneer.

what is this?
Moen Ideal City Production, Patrol Bureau Standard N11 Flashbang!

Giant Enterprise Technology, kid!
Without hesitation, he grabbed Idris, who was still in a daze, and stepped back, not intending to confront Father Harvey head-on for the time being.

After all, Idrila, who already possessed the combat power of a Sequence Seven, was still in this dazed and confused state.

Ron didn't consider himself some kind of god-like figure capable of defeating a Sequence 7 with only half-step Lv.3 power. He figured it was better to wait for Idrisla to recover before preparing a counterattack.

This wait clearly wouldn't be long. Ron activated [Illusion Dissolve] and gently touched Idrila's forehead—

The next moment, he felt dizzy, and a crisp notification sound rang in his ears:
[The "Setting: Fantasy Dissolution" is being eroded by excessive "occult influences."]

[Performance impairment: 34%]

The "mystical influence" that Idrila just experienced actually caused [Illusion Dissolution] to suffer a 34% damage?

Ron was somewhat taken aback, thankful that he hadn't recklessly rushed forward to confront Father Harvey head-on.

The sheer intensity of this "mystical influence" alone proves that his strength is clearly formidable...

The moment Ron's hand touched Idrila's forehead, she paused, her trembling body calming down.

The hazy, gray hue that had shrouded Idrila's lake-blue eyes gradually dissipated with the power of [Illusion Dissolution], clearing her vision.

She snapped out of her daze and looked at Ron. The familiar feeling of waking up from a daze immediately made her realize what had happened again.

Has Mr. Ron once again invoked "that person's" blessing...?

No, no.

She can no longer be like a decorative vase, relying on Mr. Ron to use "that person's" blessing no matter what happens.

"That great one" has been watching His favored ones, and you are also in "that great one's" sight—this is your chance to shine!

Back in the Battle of Field, when you first joined the ranks of the [War], as a [Soldier], you were never afraid of fighting!

You must prove yourself, Idrisla!
Idris bit her lip, her eyes sharpening.

“I’m awake now, Mr. Ron.”

She looked at the mist in the distance, and under the hazy fog, she could clearly see the figure of a thin man carrying a green lantern.

"If I'm not mistaken, that might just be the extraordinary ability of [Death] Sequence Seven..."

Idrisla muttered to herself, a hint of crimson appearing in her eyes.

A fervent, restless [war] magic surged from her body, and beside her, Ron felt a sudden heat rising from the depths of his heart.

It was as if someone had sounded a long, drawn-out horn in his ear; the faint sound of the horn resonated in his soul, making him even more awake…

And belligerent.

A powerful fighting spirit surged within him, accompanied by a surge of power coursing through his veins.

"This is the extraordinary ability of the [Overseer]. I have raised the flag and sounded the horn for you—now, you should have an even more powerful spirituality and strength surging through your blood."

"In the [War] sequence, close combat is paramount. Mr. Ron, Father Harvey may have already colluded with Father Sue. We cannot sit idly by and wait to be destroyed..."

Idrisra explained quickly, and then began reciting the prayer for [war] with great familiarity:

"Great master of war, beating heart of strife! I offer you with blood and fire, and beg you to grant me the strength for struggle and the spirit for conflict..."

After she finished speaking, she rushed without hesitation toward Father Harvey, who was standing in the mist not far away.

The way they looked at him was as fierce as if they wanted to tear him apart!
This……

Ron was momentarily stunned. Idrila had a delicate and frail appearance. Although he already knew that she was a superhuman of the [War] sequence, Ron's concept of her was still that of the "Evening Bell Saintess".

Although Ron knew that the title "Evening Bell Saintess" was merely a compliment from the citizens who had received Idrila's help.

She was just an ordinary sanctuary nun, who had distinguished herself on the battlefield and thus ascended to the extraordinary realm...

But now, just look at this fierce appearance...

Well, all I can say is that he truly deserves to be called a transcendent being of the [War] sequence.

Ron sighed inwardly and followed Idrila without hesitation.

Idrila, who had just rushed up, was already entangled in a fight with Father Harvey. Her seemingly slender fists were able to generate shockwaves with each punch, slamming into Father Harvey's body with a "bang, bang, bang".

The Sequence 7 of [War] completely overwhelmed the Sequence 7 of [Death] in combat. The priest, who was still rubbing his eyes, was unable to steadily catch Idrila's punches despite his best efforts and could only retreat repeatedly, knocking over many tombstones.

The role of the gravedigger was already etched into Ron's mind. He subconsciously used Vector Manipulation to lift up the tombstones they had knocked over, and then picked up some unclaimed stones from the ground and fired "sneak shots" at Idrila from behind.

In this battle, as a Lv.2, he is indeed unable to serve as a main force. His most important task right now is to provide support for Idrisla, the Sequence 7 [Overseer].

One by one, stones and earth were launched under the effect of [Vector Manipulation], striking Father Harvey precisely.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Although these stones, comparable to rifle bullets, failed to pierce Father Harvey's body, they clearly caused him pain, his face contorted in agony.

"Do you...do you know what you're doing?!"

He looked at Ron, who was hiding behind Idrila and throwing stones, and his cold tone finally changed.

Father Harvey's voice was tinged with anger, and also with a hint of something hard to pinpoint:
"Controlling the spirits that return from the world of the dead and disturb the living is the duty of the supernatural. Are you even going to violate the Secrecy Law?" Secrecy Law?
Excuse me, the first time I heard about the "Secrecy Law" was from this "disturbing spirit of the dead" that you mentioned.

Using such an excuse to kill is truly despicable...

If it weren't Ron who was here, and could confirm that Idrila was truly alive, and if he had paused for a moment and caused her heart to stop beating under that strange influence, then Father Harvey's scheme would have succeeded.

Ron was no longer willing to listen to Father Harvey's endless rambling nonsense—

Could he really just stand by and watch Father Harvey use this excuse of "controlling the dead" to bury Idrila?
What a joke!
Ron sneered, his fighting spirit surging within him. Without hesitation, he pulled out another ten or so pebbles and deliberately threw them at Father Harvey's vital points.

Another pebble hit him in the chest, and before he could block Idrila's punch, Father Harvey glared at Ron, then turned away angrily, ignoring the guy who had shot him in the back.

He stared coldly at Idrila, whose eyes, which had been burned red and almost blinded by the flashbang, were gradually recovering.

He no longer relied on the physical advantages granted by the [Corpse Man] to engage in close combat with Idrila, but suddenly became agile.

Idrila's punch landed on Father Harvey, but in that instant, it mysteriously passed right through him.

Father Harvey became slightly transparent for a moment, then vanished rapidly as if drifting in the wind, his lantern gradually igniting with a brighter, eerie green light—

“I never imagined you would become a Sequence Seven ‘evil Spirit.’ I should report this to the Church of Mist City…”

"But even if it's just me, it's enough... I won't let you leave the world of the dead and roam freely in the mortal realm—"

Father Harvey muttered to himself, his gaze toward Idrila growing even colder and more resolute:

"The dead should be aware of their own mortality, let the living be the living and the dead be the dead... You should enjoy eternal peace in the Silent Court."

"Please help me, the dead in the cemetery!"

As he spoke, the green light from the lantern in his hand shone forth, and the cold mist condensed, transforming into a thick, icy fog.

Just looking at that thick fog sent a chill down Ron's spine.

Switching back to [Embers of the Age of Gods], and using Magic Vision, one can see an extremely dense concentration of [Death] magic within the thick fog—

This lantern is clearly an item belonging to the Church of the Lost, which was in the possession of Father Harvey!
The fog drifted and enveloped Idrila, enveloping her completely.

In that instant, the situation that Idrila had previously held the advantage was completely reversed.

Her spirituality suddenly weakened drastically, her legs went weak, as if all her strength had been drained, and she collapsed to the ground.

Beside Father Harvey, many illusory spirits suddenly coalesced into a cluster, seemingly formed from the "ghosts" that had gathered because of his cry...

Ron had no doubt that if he were completely enveloped by this fog, or caught by those "ghosts," he would surely fall into complete silence under the magic of [death].

Thankfully... thankfully Father Harvey didn't pay attention to me.

With the Lv.3 [Vector Manipulation], perhaps in this instant, there's a chance to reverse this dense fog...

If we target that lantern again... there's a chance!

His fingers rested on the silver collar around his neck, ready to activate the "power amplifier"—

But a familiar, aged voice rang out behind Ron and Idrila:

“Harvey… I have never heard of a priest from the Church of the Lost who could commit such an atrocity as treating innocent people as the dead and unreasonably taking their lives.”

Clearly enraged, the elderly gentleman, dressed in a dark blue robe, strode over, leaning on his cane.

The star and moon pendant hanging from his waist shone brightly, and in an instant, Ron felt the sunlight in the sky suddenly become cool, as smooth as moonlight...

The star and moon pendant was surging with an extremely turbulent spirituality. Under the illumination of that sea-blue light, Ron could clearly see the ethereal wisps of ghosts around Father Harvey, which he had previously only perceived through his spiritual senses, now revealed their true forms.

These ghosts seemed to have been given physical form, standing blankly in place... while the surging fog stiffened, becoming like dry, flour-like lumps, falling straight to the ground and turning into dust.

What ability is this?
Ron was somewhat taken aback, but he could clearly see that the abundant [death] magic still surged within the physical ghost and the flour-like lump...

Although they have changed their form, they still retain their essence, only they are obviously not as aggressive as before.

Is it the power of that star and moon pendant, or the extraordinary ability that Elder Elvis, as a transcendent being of the [Truth] path, can use?
Ron seemed lost in thought and did not press the button on the silver collar around his neck.

"Elvis, have you become so foolish as to protect a dead person who has come back to life?"

At this moment, Harvey looked at the old Chairman Elvis in disbelief, while Elvis was clearly furious:

"The dead? Are you kidding me... I thought Ron and you had some kind of misunderstanding, but I didn't expect you to really want to kill little Ellie!"

"How could she be dead—by Truth, she hasn't even changed spiritually!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but mutter:
"You too, and Suer too... I really don't know what you guys are trying to do. You're all like people who haven't woken up from a dream, it's so confusing..."

He angrily waved his hand, pulled up Idrila, who had collapsed to the ground, her spirit exhausted, and intended to take her and Ron away:

"If you have something to say, go talk to your diocesan bishop later... I'll write a complaint and have Charles send it all to the Fog City!"

“You’re utterly foolish, Elvis…”

But Father Harvey did not let Idrila off the hook, and instead said in an extremely serious tone:

“This deceased woman must not leave the Church of the Lost today. This is no joke. I must send her back to the Court of Silence.”

"The dead should stay where they belong... If she lingers in this world, she will surely bring misfortune!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless spirits appeared around him, clutching white mist and shrieking as they pounced on Idrila.

"you……"

Elvis was somewhat taken aback, looking at Father Harvey, whose lantern was shining brightly and who had no intention of letting the matter rest, and was momentarily at a loss.

How long... exactly how long has it been since the superhumans of the Church of the Righteous God have had a conflict?
The Secrecy Law requires them to do many things and face many enemies.

Evil-natured supernatural beings, cultists who worship ancient gods, and some illegal supernatural beings...

Elvis had grown accustomed to those things, but he never imagined that one day his enemy would be a superhuman who also believed in a true god!
Father Harvey's actions didn't seem like he was holding back... He even considered President Elvis as an enemy to be killed!

"Incomprehensible!"

Elvis frowned and slammed his cane against the mottled bricks on the ground. The illusory spirits and white mist instantly materialized and acquired physical properties.

Then, the old gentleman, as if wielding a sword, used his cane to fight these materialized ghosts, gradually stepping into the extremely thick white fog caused by the lantern.

Two important figures in Evening Bell City, a priest of Sequence Seven and the president of the Society, inexplicably became mortal enemies and started a war without holding back.

In that instant, Ron had a strange, subtle feeling.

It's like the ending of some drama where the big boss and the reclusive senior of the main characters agree to a final battle. Without saying a word, the two step into the battlefield, as if they're going to fight to the edge of the universe...

No, that's not right.

The next moment, Ron came to his senses.

Don't even think about a decisive battle on the edge of the universe. What if Chairman Elvis gets caught off guard and his ship falls apart?
Even if he seems stronger than Father Harvey, swords have no eyes, and who knows who will win or lose if a fight breaks out?
If something really happens, that would be a real problem...

Fortunately, it only lasted less than a minute, so nothing serious happened.

Ron thought to himself, and stepped into the thick fog as well...

But a moment later, he witnessed a scene that left him speechless—

Father Harvey was dead, lying there on the ground, his heart pierced by President Elvis's cane, his blood staining the nearby tombstone.

The lantern, burning with necromantic flames, shattered beside the tombstone, reduced to ashen fragments.

Not far away, President Elvis also fell to the ground, his cold, ghostly claws slicing through his chest and abdomen, disemboweling the venerable old man.

One minute! Less than a minute!
How did they end up fighting like this? In less than a minute, one person was dead and another was injured, making it such a tragic situation?
Ron frowned as he looked at Elvis. Although he could still see his chest rising and falling slightly, such severe injuries meant that if he wasn't rescued in time, he would surely die!

fine……

Ron looked around and, finding no one paying attention in the thick fog, secretly took out the bottle of nanomedical spray—

Although it's unclear how such a severe injury would be treated in this era, Ideal City's advanced technology would certainly have no problem saving a life.

Even if this thing can't function at its full potential due to some kind of "mystical influence," it should be enough to keep Chairman Elvis alive...

With that thought in mind, Ron picked up the nanomedical spray without hesitation and sprayed it onto Elvis's open chest and abdominal wound.

Watching Elder Elvis's horrific wound heal remarkably quickly, and hearing his breathing become steady, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to the other side—

He looked at Father Harvey, who had been impaled through the heart by a cane and was beyond dead.

If I understand correctly, Father Harvey's death should have revealed his extraordinary abilities...

As Ron thought to himself, a moment later he saw a semi-transparent clump emerge from the blood gushing from his chest.

Through the magical vision, one can clearly see the cold, dense death magic emanating from this mass!

Ron stepped forward and carefully took the translucent sphere into his hand.

The next moment, he felt a cold, sticky sensation coming from the sphere.

At that moment, the cold, sticky sensation not only reached Ron's palms, but seemed to seep into his entire body like a leech, coursing through his veins...

Ron quickly took out a metal cigarette case he had prepared when he left the academy and placed the semi-transparent extraordinary property inside.

A subtle burning sensation arose from his chest. Ron immediately pulled out his spellbook, turned the pages, and saw new words appear on them—

[Potion Recipe]

[Death] Sequence Seven "Medium"

"Potion ingredients: 10g ghost embers + 70ml holy water + 30ml pure water + one 'Holy Shroud'".

"Preparation method: Put the embers of the ghost into holy water, filter it with a sacred cloth, and then drip the filtered clear liquid into pure water."

At this moment, the ghost's embers and holy water were already glowing.

Clearly, Ron is only missing a piece of the Shroud of Remains to advance to the level of "Medium" in the [Death] Sequence 7 and reach Lv.3!
(End of this chapter)