Miss Witch's Forbidden Book Secret

"Londel! Don't rush, we can still talk!"

Many ghosts have already been infected by the poisonous dust and are screaming in panic.

Lundell sneered:

"There's nothing to talk about. Trash."

“Frinna Bonaparte is right outside. We can help you deal with her. We can help! I swear, I'm not lying this time!”

“Furina Bonaparte! Ha! It’s her. No wonder Brigitte Montlima was with her. They’re birds of a feather.”

"You still have to live, don't do anything foolish. Undo the poison dust for us."

"Unlock? What a joke, you bunch of unsheathed scum! I'd rather die in battle than trust you again!"

"Go to hell, you cowardly worms!"

The ghosts' curses immediately became incessant.

Lundal paid no attention, except for the name Fernina Bonaparte, which made him tremble for a moment.

The Iris Flower Association has attracted quite a few important figures this time.

But it has nothing to do with him.

His purpose in coming to the nightmare was simply to escape the pursuit of those bishops and priests; he wanted to hide for as long as possible.

The time flow rate between nightmares and reality is 1:1. The longer he hides, the safer the Twin Serpents' fleet and their comrades will be on the sea.

But before Rondel could think further...

His heart began to pound violently, and a sense of hostility and danger was rapidly approaching from behind.

Then came a surge of heat that terrified him.

— He turned around abruptly.

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Tia was already halfway up the corridor outside the captain's cabin, her body covered in bloody wounds.

Behind her, flames coalesced into two pairs of platinum-gold wings that slowly fluttered.

A pair stretched out freely.

A pair of things to cover the body.

Her eyes were also empty, from which dark red blood flowed.

As soon as the blood flowed out, it transformed into a blazing blue fire serpent in mid-air. Tia pointed in the direction of Rondel.

Rondel felt a chill run down his spine and recognized what it was.

The Crimson Grail, the Passion, the Golden Fire... and the Trinity?!

Rondel immediately noticed the mirror hanging from Tia's waist.

The Trinity is one of the mysteries mastered by the black-robed "Rexar," and it is highly symbolic.

But how did Funina Bonaparte master this ritual?

and--

The mirror was covered with countless inverted triangular eyeball symbols, each symbol representing a trinity that Tia had superimposed once.

And this time, Tia's triplet quantity is stacked.

Rondel felt as if the air itself was being scorched by Tia's flames, making it difficult for him to breathe.

That must have been stacked sixty or seventy times!

The Trinity can link two other rituals together without cost when performing one ritual, and the effect and cost of the ritual are tripled. The cost is presented when the ritual mirror is broken or the following day.

In other words, the Miss Bonaparte in front of him had hundreds of rituals linked together that could be activated seamlessly, and the effects were multiplied by hundreds of times! So much so that the energy generated by the flames was enough to carry Tia into the sky.

They're taking advantage of the fact that this nightmare only lasts three hours, completely disregarding the consequences, and intend to end the ritual in one fell swoop!

"Londel! Remove the poisonous dust, we can help you!"

"Trust us, we can help. Your poisonous dust won't kill us, but we can save your life!"

Flames billowed, and beads of sweat dripped from Lundel's forehead. With a hissing sound, thorny vines pierced through his back and surged out, supporting Lundel in mid-air and spewing out clouds of spore-poisonous dust.

Dark green mist coexisted with flying sparks; spores stuck to the walls, only to be swallowed up by fire serpents.

The ghosts grumbled and watched the show from the sidelines.

Lundell looked directly at this enemy he had never taken seriously, and now he had to admit that Miss Funina Bonaparte was indeed quite capable.

Tia didn't look at Rondel much.

Her gaze remained fixed on the ghosts.

Her eyes, which had been gouged out, could no longer see, but she could distinguish the spirits in the air, such as thermal imaging and heat maps. Ghosts were clearly visible in her eyes.

Tia raised her right hand high, and streams of fire, now transformed into a ghostly blue, flowed from her fingertips.

The flames gathered into a halo.

Tia spread her five fingers, and the ring of fire rolled forward like a wheel.

Rondel felt a chill run down his spine, but the main target of the Fire Ring was not him, but the gloating ghost behind and beside him.

The ring of fire accelerated faster and faster, eventually speeding forward and growing larger until it transformed into a massive, four-meter-high wheel.

The wheel of fire had no physical form; it was entirely forged from eerie blue flames, the temperature of which was terrifying. As it swept across the deck ceiling above, it was like a knife cutting into butter.

Boom!

The wooden ceiling collapsed instantly, and a mixture of heat and dust crashed down on Lundl.

But Lundal dared not directly block the rolling wheel of fire.

He had no doubt that even if he were run over head-on, he would probably be severely burned if he didn't die!

This is not because the ritual is so bizarre or impossible to prevent.

Instead, it was simply a matter of quantitative change accumulating into qualitative change through the "trinity" that transformed the golden fire of Sequence 9 into a terrifying ritual that even Sequence 4 would have to think twice about!

The gloating ghosts soon realized something was wrong.

The wheel of fire rolled over the bodies of several ghosts, who instantly evaporated like mantises being crushed.

"She saw us! She saw us!"

"Oh no! Run! She's stuck the magic mirror in her eye!"

"Run! We're going to die if we don't run!"

Chapter 290 The Legendary Midas Touch

The ghosts swarmed toward the upper decks and lower decks, but before they could escape, the wheel of fire crushed them in the face.

It ran over dozens of ghosts, yet the entire fire wheel showed no signs of wear!

Tia, who was flapping her wings and flying in mid-air, had her mind shut down by the exhilarating sensation of the transformation from suffering, and her face was only indifferent like a god.

After burning countless ghosts within sight to death.

Tia turned her gaze to Rondel.

Rondel, however, dared not face Tia directly, his gaze fixed on the mirror at Tia's waist.

After dozens of "trinity" stacks were added regardless of the cost, it was simply beyond the capabilities of a normal Sequence 5 to handle, and even Sequence 4 would probably find it extremely troublesome.

Moreover, the repeated use of the Trinity principle puts pressure on the soul.

This "Director" is probably an alchemist of a great philosopher, having transformed almost her entire physical body into a soul.

From her sluggish movements, Longdel could tell that Tia's physical body was probably extremely weak.

The only way out is to fight hand-to-hand and break the mirror.

—If the mirror is broken, the consequences will instantly pile up on the Director's body, causing her physical body to disintegrate immediately.

After Lundal finalized the tactics, thick spore dust erupted from the swirling thorn vines.

Hermes' poisonous dust had the effect of suppressing the ritual; the fiery wheel slowed down a few dozen meters away from Lundal.

With remarkable skill, Rondel sacrificed several thorny vines to dodge the giant, winding wheel, and then thrust the remaining thorny vines on his back backward, using the momentum to propel himself toward Tia.

Unlike Tia.

He possesses the robust physique that Druids are most proud of, making him an expert in close-quarters combat!

With his bulging muscles, Rondel lunged forward, closing in, the thorny vines behind him swirling, about to impale Tia and send her sprawling to the ground.

Tia flapped her wings and retreated swiftly, exhaling a scorching flame aura.

Rondel quickly changed direction, dodging the flames, and engaged Tia in close combat.

He doesn't have much time left.

Tia could postpone paying the price until the next day, but Lundal couldn't push the cost of his many rituals to the next day as well.

Ten minutes at most.

If the battle cannot be resolved within ten minutes—

Rondel could only admit that he was not as skilled as others.

A sudden punch.

Tia's frail body couldn't dodge and was slammed to the ground by Rondel.

But in the next moment, as the blade was pulled from the liver and blood gushed out, Tia smoothly used the Crimson Grail Seal to transform the flowing blood into physical strength.

With a flap of its wings, it took flight again, flames shooting out and forcing Rondel back.

It was so smooth that even Rondel was taken aback.

The flow of spirituality at this moment is so simple, rapid, and pleasing to the eye that it is truly art.

Even the Holy Church Knight Ye Haifa, who was proficient in the Crimson Grail Seal, could not do it.

This is why Tia dares to push the limits like this.

—The Book of the Red Rose.

Before entering the nightmare, Tia spent more than a month studying this secret book thoroughly, reading it countless times in order to continue raising the water level of the temple.

It's impossible to claim that you've mastered all the secrets.

However, Tia repeatedly verified the contents using rituals she possessed, such as the Crimson Grail Seal.

As a result, this secret book about the relationship between blood, flesh, and alchemy made her particularly adept at blood-related rituals such as the Crimson Grail and Light in Blood.

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The ghosts who had miraculously survived and escaped the captain's cabin were filled with fear and rushed straight to Abdullah's location.

The ghosts said, "Abdullah! The time has come. We have sacrificed many lives to give you this opportunity!"

Abdullah sneered, "You'd actually go out of your way to give me a chance?"

"Ha! You have no idea how terrifying it is inside!"

"Now that Frynn Bonaparte is fighting with Lundl, and it seems Lundl wants to break the mirror."

"Yes, the mirror is definitely the key. I saw that the mirror was terrifyingly spiritual, almost as powerful as Jeremiah in the pot!"

Abdullah snorted, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Ghost Path:

“Abdullah, all you have to do is help Lundal! Frynn Bonaparte trusts you completely. Just use your Midas touch from a distance to restrict her movements... and Lundal will be able to shatter the mirror and subdue Frynn Bonaparte!”

Instead of heading to the captain's cabin, Abdullah bargained with discontent, "And then what? Lundal killed Bonaparte, so what does that sanctuary have to do with me?"

"Hey, Lundell will be exhausted by then. He fought the knights first, and now he's going to fight Bonaparte. You think you can't handle him?"

The ghosts tempted him, "And you don't need to worry about what Bonaparte will do to you. You can kill Lundal first. Then, with only three people left, you can make Bonaparte choose to leave the ceremony, and you can also obtain the Sanctuary. It's the best of both worlds."

"That sounds good."