Chapter 113 Resentful Spirit Possessed

Aaron looked at Clark Das like a real archaeologist, gently brushing the dust off the altar, while watching Bruce like a crappy apprentice, stroking a stone pillar, carefully looking at the details with a magnifying glass, it seems Want to judge its material and age, can not help but want to laugh.

'But overall, the path of 'secret' is quite good. As long as 'secret historians' find many ancient historical relics, complete the ritual, and then keep the secret, their abilities will be quite complex and changeable... Huh? How does it feel to fit me? ’

Aaron glanced around again and found that the ruins were quite dilapidated, and there was no trace of spiritual materials and mysterious knowledge left. For most Beyonders, they were useless waste.

But in the eyes of the 'secret historian', this is obviously an undiscovered treasure!

While he was thinking, he saw that Bruce's body shook slightly, and an inexplicable change was taking shape.

"I've been here, I've seen it, I've been sophisticated..."

"Although greatness will pass away, the secret history will always be remembered!"

With tears in his eyes, Bruce recites the proverbs in the spirit language like a trance, like a puppet.

Aaron knew that he had successfully absorbed a little bit of the spirituality of 'secret' from the historical relics and became half an Extraordinary!

'Speaking of which, there are rituals to seize spirituality on every path, whether it is from people or things... But even if the ritual is successful, it should be risky, right? ’

'However, the path of 'secret' draws spirituality from relics and antiquities. Could it be to use long historical time and years to wash away the pollution that may be left... This is the core of 'archaeological meditation'? ’

At this moment, Aaron suddenly felt a strong wind rushing towards him.

He didn't even think about it, he directly pulled out the slender cane inlaid with white crystal in his hand.

Snapped!

The shadow flew out, it was Bruce!

But at this time, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, and his eyes were filled with black and red bloodshots.

"Ho ho!"

Bruce foamed at the mouth, and suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed his neck.

He was so hard that it seemed as if he was his own nemesis, and it didn't take long for his face to turn red.

"Is this... a grievance possessed?"

Aaron was a little stunned: "This ancient ruins may indeed contain resentful spirits, and the previous Beyonders have also reported..."

According to his estimation, it was probably the moment when Bruce gained spirituality, he attracted the attention of a certain resentful spirit, and then followed the mysticism connection in the ruins and directly possessed Bruce!

"It seems that being an archaeologist is still dangerous."

Aaron sighed, snapped his fingers, and spit out a spirit world word: "Light!"

Light!

The dazzling brilliance, like an incandescent lamp, appeared and burst directly in front of Bruce's eyes...

With this light, Aaron could see a strange change in Bruce's body. At one time he was himself, and at another time he seemed to be a pale-faced hunter wearing a simple hunter's uniform and covered in blood.

"Get out!"

Aaron chose to strike when Bruce was transformed, and the cane slapped Bruce hard again.

"what!"

There seemed to be a scream full of resentment in his ear, and a shadow was directly pulled from Bruce's body, suspended in mid-air, and turned into a pale hunter, with illusory but bright red blood flowing in his eyes.

Around the body of the resentful spirit, the ray of light was dim, and there seemed to be transparent, illusory and smooth tentacles, twisted and weird limbs, and crazy and evil eyes...

"Wraith's illusion?!"

Aaron sneered: "If a grudge could make such a big noise, there would be no one alive outside."

He snapped his fingers: "Purge!"

A stronger white light emerged than before, turned into a raging flame, and wrapped around the tentacles, limbs, and eyes...

These illusions were like soap bubbles, and they burst as soon as the needle pricked them.

Then, more white flames fell on the resentful spirit, causing it to mourn again and again.

In the end, the white flames extinguished, leaving behind a pile of dust that constantly radiated dark brilliance on the ground.

"This should also be considered a spiritual material?"

Aaron stepped forward, took out a metal box, and collected the dust: "The Beyonders of the 'Shadow' and 'Nether' paths should like it very much."

He stood up and saw a startled Clark running over.

The 'secret historian' was still holding a brush in his hand. Seeing this scene, he had a direct guess: "Resentful spirit?"

"Yes, it has been destroyed by me."

Aaron took out the smelling salt bottle and placed it under Bruce's nose.

"I'm not a woman!"

It didn't take long for Bruce to wake up, complain, and touch his neck again, thinking of the scene just now, his whole body was shaking.

"are you OK?"

Clark asked the student.

"fine……"

Bruce looked at Aaron resentfully: "It's the two places where he was drawn... it hurts!"

"Oh, that's alright!"

Aaron looked at Clark Das: "Professor, what did you find?"

When he mentioned this, Clark's expression became extremely excited: "I have confirmed that there is indeed a 'mark' here, and I have examined the 'elements' of historical retrospective from the ruins... It's similar to what I guessed before, it's very simple It can be done, just need your help!"

At this moment, his expression was pious and fanatical, and even more mysterious.

Bruce trembled even more, and subconsciously hid behind Aaron.

Aaron's thoughts turned sharply:

'The Lotus Eaters are the organization of the path of 'Red'...'

'This is where the first 'ghoul' was born, so there is a high probability of leaving a mark! This mark belongs to the ghouls! ’

'What are the elements to get the ability of the 'ghoul' in history? ’

Thinking of this, he couldn't help touching the holster with his palm.

Exactly, I wanted to kill this guy before.

"Teacher... no..."

There was a cry in Bruce's voice, and at this moment, the scene seemed to be stagnant.

Clark Das looked contemptuous: "I see ignorance, doubt, fear in your eyes... but there is no trust! Is it possible that in your hearts, I am looking for a powerful, unscrupulous person?"

"This... teacher... what exactly is the 'element'?"

Bruce laughed dryly.

"I got the answer from the ruins. If I want to carry out the 'historical retrospective' ritual, I don't need an accurate time. I just need to complete an element at the place where this happened... That element is- 'corpse eating' '!"

Clarke Dastan said: "But I was prepared before and packed it in a mountaineering bag."

"I've been... I've been carrying that kind of thing on my back?"

Bruce's eyes widened, as if he was about to vomit in the next moment.