My health recovery is incredibly fast.

Also, is this mass spam message only received by Xia Zuo, or by all the secret message rings whose communication channels have been cracked?

Before Xia Zuo could contact anyone else, the secret communication ring changed again.

"Click-clack-click..."

Please do not rush to notify the Holy Mark Department, the Demon Hunter School, the Temple Guard, the Inquisition, or any law enforcement agencies you know in various regions. Please cherish this rare opportunity and give yourself more time to think.

"Oh, it seems everyone whose cipher ring was cracked received spam..." Xia Zuo suddenly became interested.

As the saying goes, the law does not punish the masses.

It is an individual's responsibility not to report spam messages.

But if many people don't report it and choose to watch this rare scene with relish, then no one will be held accountable... On the contrary, the Holy Mark Department, which manages the Secret Message Rings, will be put on the hot seat of public opinion...

"Click, click..."

A few seconds later, new secret messages kept coming in.

Have you ever experienced oppression by the temple, felt malice from your colleagues, or experienced the sinister motives hidden behind false rituals?

Nature endowed us with life, appearance, body and will, and taught us to use our bodies, minds, blood and elements in the gentlest way.

We are equal and free before the natural world. All injustice and constraints stem from rules and systems, with the Temple Laws being the greatest shackles upon us.

Do you want to break free from it and regain your freedom?

Xia Zuo admitted that, to some extent, the Temple Laws had troubled him.

For example, both he and Rexor knew that Towinset, the head of the Bloodline Research Group, had problems, but they couldn't lock him up in a cell and interrogate him with mind magic before they had enough evidence.

Everyone knows that if they could simply rummage through his memories and examine Dowinset's past actions in a time capsule, they would surely discover the bad things he had done in private. But no one can do that.

Evidence is the key to unlocking subsequent investigations.

Evidence is the key to restraining Xia Zuo and the Demon Hunter School.

Conversely, it was precisely because the Temple Laws required evidence that many people were protected from undeserved harm.

In this respect, the Temple Laws are more beneficial than harmful, and Xia Zuo doesn't really want to break free from their constraints, lest he be harmed by others.

but!

Xia Zuo misunderstood the meaning of the spam message!

The mysterious group that sends spam seems to know exactly what its readers are thinking.

He gave readers some time to think.

After a brief half-minute pause, the message ring started receiving new spam messages again.

Breaking free from the constraints of the Temple Laws does not mean losing their protection.

Others can only act within the boundaries set by the law, but you can transgress the law without hindrance, freely indulge your inner desires, without worrying about attracting scrutiny or attention, and enjoy the protection the law provides. This is the freedom we are describing.

Our freedom is above that of others; those who have not yet joined us will become domesticated animals raised by the law, while we are the true human beings.

Do you want this kind of freedom?

"Does this mean that by joining this mysterious group that sends spam messages, one can become an invisible privileged class?" Xia Zuo was slightly taken aback.

He had to admit that whoever cracked the cipher ring was quite capable; even after saying such things, the temple still hadn't broadcast an emergency notification to its members…

I really don't know if none of the people who received the spam messages reported it to the Temple, or if the Temple's enforcement agencies are just too negligent to notice the existence of the spam messages...

As for joining the mysterious group that sends spam... well... Xia Zuo rejected the idea without much thought.

Cracking the code ring is certainly an impressive feat, but it's not enough to prove just how powerful this mysterious group is.

unless..

Unless powerful law enforcement agencies such as the Temple's Inquisition or the Witcher School intervene and this mysterious group manages to remain undetected, they are truly qualified to recruit members using spam.

The mysterious group once again guessed what the readers were thinking, sending them several spam messages:

If you are still reading our message, it means you are curious about us and want to see what we are capable of before deciding whether to join us.

Over the next two days, a momentous event will occur in the temple, taking place on the circular island. It will involve the pure-blood mage faction, the demon hunter school, the plane exploration team, the shaman school, and several alchemy groups.

The outcome of this event is that several Witchers, including Rexor of the Witcher School, will be killed or seriously injured; Rena Crestor and Hurley Letunia of the Pureblood Mage faction will go missing; and all members of the dimensional exploration team responsible for searching for the [Land of the Long Sleep] will be seriously injured, dead, or missing.

Xia Zuo stood up abruptly, his face extremely solemn.

Could this mysterious group sending spam be in cahoots with the mastermind behind the plot to seize the pure-blooded mage lineage?

It could also be a collaboration between two organizations, or between one organization and one person.

"Click, click..."

More spam messages are coming:

This circular island incident is our masterpiece. Please look forward to the final result. We will prove our abilities and the Temple's incompetence.

If you'd like to join us, then...

"Click click click..."

Cracks appeared on the secret communication ring, and in an instant it shattered and disintegrated, turning into dust that piled up on the desk.

The Holy Mark Department has finally intervened.

The best way to cut off illegal communications is to activate the magic array inside the secret communication ring, destroying the ring's internal structure from the inside out and turning it to ashes.

Only the Holy Mark Department has the authority to do this.

The final message the mysterious group wanted to send was likely a contact number, which is the core of the spam message.

The Holy Emblem Department's timely intervention in blocking these messages was undoubtedly a "regret" for those who were swayed by spam.

Xia Zuo temporarily set aside the question of who was sending the spam messages—that was the responsibility of the Holy Rune Department. He had only one thought in mind: to help Rexor and the others and prevent them from meeting their demise.

Xia Zuo walked around the desk in the study a few times before finally making up his mind and forcibly activating his blood connection with Rexor.

A picture then appeared in Xia Zuo's mind:

In a silent stone corridor, there were no doors, windows, or candlesticks. Rexor cast the Light spell, illuminating the path with the light from his fingertips as he slowly explored the eerie corridor.

"Master, something has happened to me."

Upon hearing Shazor's voice, Rexor immediately raised his longsword, leaned against the stone wall, and looked around.

"Shazo?" Rexor didn't see the other person and then realized that the bloodline connection had been activated.

"Master, I'm sorry to disturb your work, but there's something very urgent that I must tell you now." Xia Zuo didn't wait for the other party to speak and directly repeated the junk information from before.

Rexol's brow twitched as he listened, his expression growing increasingly wary, his facial features taut and tense.

"You mean, this mysterious group that sent spam to the compromised communication ring is trying to hinder our Witcher School's operations? And you're saying that my companions and I will be killed or seriously injured?"

“Yes, Master.” Xia Zuo paused, then continued, “Have you received any messages from the Holy Rune Department? Or any warnings from other law enforcement agencies?”

Rexor reached into his alchemy pouch and pulled out a small, sealed, soundproof wooden box.

After he opened the wooden box, a long series of secret message dialing sounds came from inside. At the same time, many people inquired about his whereabouts or reminded him to be careful.

The spam only mentioned Rex's name; I guess only his secret message ring box would be so popular…

Neither Shazo nor Rexor expected that... so many people's secret communication rings would be cracked.

The Demon Hunter School's actions on the ring island undoubtedly became the focus of attention for the members of the Temple.

Chapter 13 Persistent Weakness

It took Rexol two minutes to figure out his situation:

The Witcher is dead or seriously injured, the pureblood mage is missing, today's mission is being manipulated by a mastermind, and the Witcher school is likely to face a setback.

He glanced at the seemingly endless stone corridor, then looked back at the pitch-black passageway, and sighed inwardly:

'We've fallen into a trap after all. It's unimaginable how many people in the temple have become the mysterious man's servants.'

Rexol shoved the secret message ring box into his pocket, sat cross-legged against the wall, and frowned as he fell into deep thought.

Xia Zuo used his bloodline connection to ask, "Master, where are you now? Are you trapped?"

'Obviously, yes, I'm trapped in this unexpectedly powerful labyrinth.'

Rexol shrugged. 'This godforsaken place is located in the Eye Potion Research Group's base in the middle of Area 3 on the west side of the roundabout. I tracked Hurley here. Not only did I lose her, but I also got lost in a maze.'

"Have you ever tried to break out by force?" Xia Zuo asked.

"Of course." Rexor nodded, drew his longsword from his back, and unleashed a sharp arc of fire.

Within 0.1 seconds of the flames leaving the longsword, the flames roared and the momentum was fierce, seemingly capable of destroying the stone wall with ease.

But after 0.1 seconds, the arc of light went silent, the flame vanished without a trace, and the arc of light with a power of over 100 points disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a trace of heat.

'This...this is a silent force field?' Xia Zuo was a little confused.

'Yes, you're not mistaken, this is the expensive field of silence.'

Rexol gestured with his hand beside him:

'Every corner, front, back, left, right, ceiling, floor—all were covered by a field of silence. Ha! What a grand scheme! Just to deal with a Witcher like me, they spent so much money decorating the labyrinth.'

The terms "Silence Field" and "Anti-Magic Field" are homophones in the language of Xia Zuo's previous life. In the common language of the temple, they share the same root word, with "Anti-Magic Field" being the highest level of "Silence."

The Silence Field is an alchemical creation made by the Temple in imitation of the Anti-Magic Field, and can only be used to counter elemental spells.

After obtaining the structural diagram of the energy center of the Church of the Otherworldly Demons, the Silent Field will face obsolescence, but its price will remain at 80 citizen points per square meter. It is still a top-level controlled item, the kind that money can't buy.

However, an invisible field of silence exists around Rexor, visible to the naked eye... The total cost of this corridor is at least 1 million citizen points, and Rexor has walked through three such corridors...

"Once I leave here, I'll have to investigate how this eye drug research group managed to acquire so many silence field generators," Rexol muttered resentfully.

"Master, do you need my help?" Xia Zuo asked.

“No, no need.” Rexor shook his head decisively. “Your task is to look after your offspring. Don’t worry about me. I’ve already contacted the other Witchers using my bloodline connection; they will search this place with the Temple Guards and rescue me from the labyrinth. Witchers dying or being seriously injured, or pure-blood mages going missing—that won’t happen.”

'And what about Hughie? Where is she now?' Xia Zuo asked again.

Rexol pointed to the floor below him, 'I placed a bloodstone mark on her; she's about 10 meters below me right now, somewhere in a basement or something.'

Rexor stood up, brushed the dirt off his clothes, and said, "I need to keep searching for the lower entrance and find Hurley as soon as possible. She might be in serious trouble."