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That's right, Ella didn't actually kill him—after all, although Evans had gone mad, Ella felt it was still necessary to understand some of the information he revealed today.

Killing this guy so carelessly might mean missing some important information.

In fact, during the day, if people paid attention, they could see that the high priest's belly was still slightly rising and falling when he lay on the steps, but whether he was ultimately dead or not, many survivors who were still in shock probably wouldn't have noticed.

But the reason Ella lied to High Priestess Freya about being dead was because Evans, though not dead, was far more terrifying than if he were.

Along the spacious and bright corridor, several Templar Knights belonging to the Tribunal led Ella to the cell door. At present, apart from the Tribunal, which they would inevitably know, and Elder Holmes, who was temporarily serving as the Archbishop, no one knew that this high priest who had fallen into madness was imprisoned at the bottom of the prison tower.

Through several iron bars, Ella could see the high priest sitting on the inside of the cell at a glance.

The other person's body was so bloated and fat that his tall figure almost occupied half a wall, while his thin and long limbs hung limply on the ground. Unlike the layers of fat on his torso, the outline of his bones could be clearly seen on his limbs, which were taut with bluish-gray skin.

His white beard and upper body hair grew long and curly, as if they had been fertilized, and lay messily on his chest and cheeks.

Those bloodshot eyes seemed to notice the newcomer through the bars, and a hoarse voice escaped from their dry throat: "Kill...me..."

At this moment, Evans looked like a bloated, deformed, and insane monster. Ella felt that it would be better to tell Freya that Evans was dead than to let her see him like this.

“I will.” Ella placed her hands on her chest. “I promise you that I will release you after you have explained everything you know.”

Evans fell silent again, as if the few words he had just managed to utter were the last vestiges of his reason.

"Gentlemen, could you open the door?" Ella asked, looking at the two Templar Knights at the door.

"This... Your Grace, isn't it dangerous?" The Templar Knight guarding the door scratched his head, but his hand only touched the hard helmet.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Uh, that's not what I meant... Alright, Your Grace, please be careful." The Templar Knight thought for a moment and used the key to open the iron gate.

In the empty cell, Ella approached the enormous tumor, which resembled a small mountain, step by step. The unrecognizable Evans always evoked a sense of melancholy in Ella.

She first set up a soundproofing array, mainly to prevent the Templar Knights behind her from hearing anything they shouldn't and causing them mental problems, and then she asked:

"Lord Evans, what exactly is your purpose in creating the blood sacrifice array and the ascension ritual?"

Reviving Freya was certainly one of the goals, but judging from Evans' conversation with William at the pilgrimage festival, it was clearly not the only one.

Evans didn't speak, he just sat there silently.

Ella had previously tried some evil god spells, such as "Healing Light," but those only healed Evans's injuries and did not restore Evans's body or mind to normal.

Evans's madness does not seem to be due to damage to his soul or contamination by some evil god, but rather a complete transformation of his inner nature.

Ella didn't know who to ask about this strange situation. Bishop William and Freya, who didn't know the High Priest was alive, were definitely not suitable. Elder Holmes, who had always been in charge of various ritual affairs of the sanctuary, was also unaware of this situation.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Ella pondered for a moment, then asked in a deep voice, "Sixteen years ago, why did you cause Freya's mother to commit suicide?"

"No!"

Evans finally reacted, but his answer wasn't what Ella wanted.

"No...don't let Freya see..."

"No...no...no..."

Evans kept muttering to himself as if he were possessed. Ella was helpless and asked a few more questions, but still received no response.

"Well……"

Ella paced back and forth, then opened the believer panel in the system and used the search bar to find "Evans Arundel" among the millions of names.

As mentioned earlier, Evans also consumed Ayra's "Healing Light," therefore, Evans is naturally classified as a follower of Ayra.

Although the believer's situation was simply too bizarre.

In the character panel that appeared, Evans's mental and physical strength were terrifyingly high. With such a level of mental strength, Ella thought she could try using her soul perception, which she hadn't dared to use for a long time, to see if she could get some information from this guy.

Last time I used this trick, I almost gave that old man Hyde a hard time, but this time Evans' mental strength is so high, the situation might be better?

However, Ella was mainly a little afraid that if she didn't drive Evans crazy, she might accidentally drive herself crazy instead.

However, simply running away won't help. Right now, a high priest has gone mad and wants to sacrifice millions of people. If we don't investigate and find out what happens next, who knows what we'll face?

Just try it out for a bit, and stop if it doesn't work... Ella silently told herself, then took a deep breath and tried to use her mind to connect with Evans' soul in the void.

She seemed to see her soul as a ball of light, with a faintly glowing tentacle extending from its surface, slowly approaching another ball of light in the distance along a thin line.

That sphere of light probably represented Evans's soul; the moment the tentacle touched the surface of that sphere, Evans's soul immediately trembled.

On the character panel, Evans' mental strength was slowly decreasing at a visible rate, but unlike Hyde who was on the verge of collapse, Evans only trembled and let out a hoarse but weak wail.

With her eyes closed, Ella's mind was immersed in the tentacles of the light sphere, penetrating deeper and deeper.

Sweat beaded on her forehead. Ella's mental strength wasn't particularly high; it was just that using the evil god's magic didn't consume any mental strength at all.

But what she's doing now is draining her mental energy.

However, perhaps due to the difference in their positions, or perhaps because Evans was already considered a follower of Ayra, the spiritual tentacles that Ayra extended from the void eventually broke through the thick outer shell of Evans's soul sphere and plunged inside.

Inside that sphere of light was a chaotic yet colorful ocean composed of countless fragmented images.

Flowers, trees, adults, churches, children, and all sorts of random things flashed by, and Ella felt her senses sink into an endless chaos.

The fragmented and dense images are like colorful spots floating before one's eyes when the brain is dizzy, densely packed and constantly rotating, which can be described as mental pollution.

Ella tried to concentrate, attempting to discern what she wanted from those tiny images. Fortunately, since the images were of varying sizes, it seemed that the more vivid the memory of a scene, the more numerous and larger the related images would be. Ella quickly spotted an image of a woman lying in a pool of blood.

She tried to go a little deeper, but then her consciousness seemed to slip and fall into an abyss, plummeting endlessly.

It kept falling deeper and deeper...

Then, the moment Ella opened her eyes, what appeared before her was a vast expanse of white snow.

She raised her hands, revealing old-style sanctuary-style arm guards on her thick arms.

In the azure sky, countless two-legged dragons almost completely blocked out the sunlight.

Chapter Sixty-Three Synchronization Failure

"team leader."

"Captain Evans, the commander has ordered a retreat!"

Suddenly, her vision shifted, and a young Templar Knight with a face covered in blood was staring wide-eyed at Ella.

Before the words were even finished, an arrow whistled through the air and pierced the temple of the person in front of him.

"Peros!?" Ella realized her body was moving and instinctively rushed forward, staggering half a step before the ground suddenly trembled.

She turned around, and on the boundless snowfield, a massive army of barbarian war lizards, lined up and occupying the entire horizon, treaded on the swirling snow mist, like a gray tsunami rushing towards her.

[Memory triggered: Battle of Bards]

[Mission Objective 1: Retreat and rendezvous with the main force of the Knights Templar]

Huh, this can trigger a quest?

Ella was puzzled, but she didn't stop running. She turned around and ran desperately after a group of disarmed Templar Knights.

However, this task had neither a reward nor a briefing; it only had a very clear objective, and its significance was unclear.

As Ella ran, she pondered. Her current body was definitely not her own. To be able to move so swiftly while wearing such heavy knight's armor meant that her strength must be considerable.

Given the reference to the previously deceased soldier, it's clear that she's now acting as the former "Evans" in Evans's memories.

The road was littered with the corpses of barbarians and Templars, broken swords, severed limbs, and pools of blood that flowed slowly as the earth trembled, staining the snowfield red.

Arrows rained down, carrying snowflakes, and the fleeing knights fell one after another, their lives disappearing into the sea of ​​snow as the protective holy light around them suddenly extinguished.

The dragging sensation of her leg armor on the soft snow and the pain and exhaustion in her body were so real that Ella only subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when she finally saw the Templar Knights lined up in front of the distant village.

[Mission Objective 1 Completed]

[Learned Skill: Intermediate Holy Light Protection]

Huh, you can actually learn a skill from this?

[Mission Objective Two: Defend the Bardes Village Front]

At the very front of the army, a Templar Knight riding a silver-armored warhorse raised his lance high, and a circle of brilliant holy light radiated from him to the surrounding army.

"Fire arrows!"

At a command, arrows imbued with holy light soared into the sky from the rear of the army formation like golden locusts, tearing through the darkness that stretched out with the army of two-legged dragons.

It was as if countless shooting stars streaked across the sky, landing in the sea of ​​barbarian war lizards and exploding into clusters of golden fireworks.

However, these arrows are most effective at killing flying dragons, and have limited effect on the heavy cavalry of barbarian warriors riding war lizards.

Ella followed the retreating knights and scattered into the Templar Knights' ranks. Before she could catch her breath, soldiers at the rear of the line came over with several spears and stuffed one into the hands of these knights who had finally managed to retreat.

"The commander has ordered a counterattack." The knight captain, with a white feather tucked into his helmet, stepped forward and, leading a group of fully armed Templar Knights, pushed Ella back into the front ranks. "Where are your men?"

“He…” Ella, or rather Evans, instinctively wanted to answer, “They’re all dead,” but the captain was clearly not interested in his answer and directly ordered, “Integrate into the flanks for support!”

Ella had no choice but to follow the captain into the flank of the spearmen's formation. Just then, several volleys of arrows had finished, and the tremors from the snow beneath their feet grew stronger.

The barbarian war lizard army was approaching. As a horn that resounded through the heavens and earth rang out, a roar amplified by the magic array spread throughout the entire army.

"Spearmen, attack!"

The Templar Knights in the formation stood tall with their lances, thousands of gleaming spearheads converging into four rows, slowly protruding from the battle line in front of the village, colliding head-on with the army of War Lizards that was moving with the force of an avalanche.

Standing in the last row, Ella watched as the Templar in front of her was sent flying like he'd been hit by a truck, armor and all, with broken spearheads and shattered armor pieces raining down. She couldn't help but swallow hard.

However, the depth of the four rows of spearmen was clearly a well-thought-out arrangement. The unstoppable War Lizard troops crashed into the spearmen's formation like beasts stuck in a quagmire. Perhaps a few managed to break through the formation and escape, but the vast majority were dragged into the spearmen's formation and struggled everywhere, riddled with holes by the spears that were imbued with holy light.

Finally, the ferocious war lizard broke through the front line where Ella was. Despite bending over and putting all her strength into it, Ella was still knocked several meters away by the mountain-like barbarian monster.

She stood up, feeling dizzy, and heard a buzzing sound in her ears, like someone was banging a gong inside her brain.

But the battlefield gave her no chance to rest. The barbarian knight, who had fallen to the ground after the war lizard collapsed, saw a dazed Templar Knight and immediately charged over with his scimitar.

However, Ella was not a naive girl who had never participated in war before, and at this critical juncture, her mental focus must not be affected by physical pain.

Therefore, even though she was dizzy and lightheaded, she promptly threw away the broken spear shaft in her hand, and taking advantage of the moment when the opponent separated the spear shaft, she lunged forward and fiercely drew the long sword from her waist...

Hey, where's my sword??

In just a moment of distraction, Ella felt her vision split in two as the scimitar cleaved her from top to bottom.

Synchronization failed.

Ella's vision went black, and several small fluorescent blue words popped up in her field of vision.

[Mental energy remaining at 63%. Should we restart from mission objective two?]

Oh, is there a save point?

Ella was completely bewildered; the variety of this world tree system seemed to be far greater than she had imagined.

She first checked the relevant system prompts and found that each restart would consume about 10% of her mental energy. Similarly, advancing a task would also consume about 10% of her mental energy.

What would happen if we didn't start over, or if we ran out of mental energy before finishing the task?

Exiting the memory space and then re-entering the memory will restart from the first task in the memory segment.

Ah... that's a bit dungy.

Ella couldn't help but internally complain.

She didn't know if 63% of her mental strength would be enough to complete all the tasks, and most importantly, she couldn't guarantee that she could complete each task on her own.

Fortunately, once the memory fragments are discovered, there's no need to go through the "soul hacking" process again; Ella can perform this memory mission anywhere.

Consciousness returned to reality, and before her was the bright dungeon beneath the sanctuary once more. The bloated and enormous High Priest Evans remained silent, leaning against the wall, his thin limbs bound by thick iron chains.

Ella planned to go back to bed and study the strange memory mission system slowly. It was not a good idea to leave her physical body to stand in the dungeon as punishment while her consciousness wandered.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Freya's Determination

Before leaving the dungeon, Ella checked her skill tree system.

She discovered that next to the evil god's skill tree, there was indeed an evil god spell called "Holy Light Protection." But interestingly, in addition to this, there was also a "Holy Light" skill tree in the empty space next to this skill tree, with a "Holy Light Protection" skill placed on it all by itself.

This is a Holy Light skill that wasn't converted into an evil god's spell? This means that this skill wasn't replicated through "evil god" means like the previous Healing Holy Light Judgment Scythe, but rather a genuinely learned ordinary skill?

Thinking this, Ella tried to trigger the skill by following the instructions on the skill panel and found that a thin layer of holy light indeed shone on her body.

Seeing that her mental strength was slightly decreasing as the holy light was maintained, Ella stopped the skill.

The skill level for Holy Light Protection is even at the Master level, meaning that Ella doesn't even need to intentionally train this skill.