Chapter 689
Feiyue stared at his malicious look and suddenly said.
"Aren't you close to our demon clan? How come you are related to the church?"
Rin came back to his senses and said contemptuously: "I have a good relationship with Qiyu, and I am a member of the church. Is there any conflict between them?"
"Huh? You are a member of the church?!"
"It doesn't matter, okay, I've gone too far, let's think about what to do next."
Rin hurriedly stopped the building that was getting more and more crooked and looked at Winnie: "Since you can communicate with plants, can you figure out the situation in the manor?"
Winnie thought about it and nodded: "It consumes more magic power, but you can try."
Standing back in front of the window, Winnie closed her eyes silently and whispered something.
Soon, light spots as light blue as her hair appeared on her body, jumping up and down like fireflies.
These light spots finally fell into the cactus under the window.
The cactus suddenly shook left and right, as if it was blown by a breeze.
For a long time, Winnie did not move.
Lin poked Feiyue with his arm and asked softly, "Whether this cactus is in the manor or not, what can it know?"
"Who knows."
Feiyue shrugged, suddenly thought of something, and quickly grabbed Lin's hand.
"You're free, so recharge my magic."
Rin was speechless for a while, and endured it, but still didn't spit it out.
About ten minutes later, Winnie ended her skill, turned around and found Lin and grabbed his hand in a familiar way.
This time, Lin really couldn't bear it, with a fierce face: "You guys really treat me as a magic potion, right?"
It's okay for the Demon King and the Saint to treat him as a daily necessity, but how long have these two women known each other, and they use him for their own use?
Is there still justice, is there still fairness?
Winnie smiled slightly and rubbed his head.
"Young Master, don't be angry, this is a special situation, can you help me recover more magic?"
Seeing that her words were gentle and sincere, Lin's anger disappeared immediately, and he turned his head to the other side.
"Since you've begged me so much... forget it, you're much better than this stinky night demon anyway."
Compared to Feiyue, the half-elf aunt is really nice.
"Ahem, how's your communication going?"
"Well, I've understood almost everything."
Rin was quite surprised: "The cactus below knows so much? Could it be a scout among the plants?"
Winnie laughed a little: "It's not a scout, but it's very talkative. It has a good relationship with the nearby flowers and plants. It has contacted the plants in the manor through the nearby plants, and it passed back one sentence after another, so I know the situation."
Rin imagined that one person passed it to another person, and one sentence was passed to the tenth person...
Good guy, isn't this a multi-person message experiment?
Uh, is the content heard by the last person really the meaning of the first sentence?
It should be, after all, plants don't add some subjective things like humans.
"Now, in the house, besides the prophet and a human, the rest are some lizardmen servants."
"The other human went to the temple earlier, and our things are not in the prophet's house, but in the temple."
Rin's eyes lit up immediately: "Then let's go directly to the temple, take back our things, and see what happened to your teammates."
Feiyue heard this, opened her eyes and nodded.
After replenishing her magic power for a while, the three of them set off.
The so-called temple is actually a large statue that the lizardmen used for sacrifice before.
There is an entrance under the statue, and there are two lizardmen guarding it at this time, but no human is seen.
After Feiyue knocked out the two guards silently, he went into the temple, and Lin and Winnie followed closely.
What you see when you enter is not a hall, but a corridor.
There are golden stone walls all around, with some lizardman patterns engraved on them. Going inside, the patterns have all changed.
All the patterns resembled humans, wearing clothes like ancient Egyptian priests, but with no expression and strange faces. They looked like humans but the proportions of their facial features were very inconsistent.
Well, the faces were very similar to the patterns on the masks of these lizardmen.
The three people present had no time to do archaeology, and came to the central temple where the statue of Moleke stood.
In addition to the statue, other sacrificial items were placed around, and there were corridors on both sides, but no one knew where they led.
When they walked in, a black shadow rushed out from behind a stone pillar, holding a scimitar in his hand and stabbed at Lin's back.
The sneak attack was blocked by Feiyue, who was prepared, and Lin did not hurry to turn around and stab with a fire spear.
They must want the scimitarist to sense them before they sensed the other party.
Winnie, who was standing at the end of the corridor, also held an elemental bow, and shot several consecutive arrows at the scimitarist.
The scimitarist missed the first shot and immediately retreated, blocking several people around the statue.
The temple was far away, and no one could hear him calling for help. He knew he had to find a chance to run away.
But he was obviously overthinking. Under the reasonable encirclement of the three people, he had no chance to escape at all, and was soon controlled by Feiyue's skills.
Wrapped in circles of black magic chains, the scimitar man could not move, but stared at them with hatred and fierce eyes.
"You dare to break into the temple and blaspheme the gods. You will definitely die a miserable death."
Chapter 272 She is really reasonable
Seeing her former teammates now looking hateful, Winnie felt a little sad and couldn't help sighing.
Feiyue didn't care. She, the Night Demon, had always been alone and rarely formed a team. This teammate was not found by her, so there was no deep affection.
After checking the Scimitar Man, Feiyue shook her head.
"Rin, come and see if there is any way to make him return to normal."
Rin crossed his arms, rubbed his chin for a while, and nodded.
He was not a spiritual mage or a sorcerer, so naturally he couldn't use magic to check the other party's physical condition.
But he had other ways, using soul communication.
Although this skill was very similar to spiritual spells, it was still different in essence, especially at this time.
He thought that a person's mind being controlled did not mean that the soul was also manipulated.
When Rin released the soul spell, there was basically no energy fluctuation except for the dark purple light in his eyes.
Feiyue and Winnie looked at each other, both of them looked at Rin standing there motionless with some strangeness, but they did not come out to disturb him.
A few minutes later, Rin, who stood there blankly with a bewildered look on his face, returned to normal.
"It is indeed the manipulation curse left by Moleke."
He communicated with his teammate B's soul and recalled from him the process of his attack and the subsequent mental erosion.
At that time, he could not help thinking that I was the descendant of Moleke, it was my mother, and everything had to obey its thoughts.
So he became Moleke's most loyal lackey, standing here to guard the temple every night.
Winnie asked hurriedly: "Can it be solved?"
Rin spread his hands helplessly.
Rin really didn't have any props to solve the curse.
To solve the curse, in addition to the skills of the sorcerer, that is the light purification technique.
But the light system is so rare, how can it be so easy to get it? Rin rarely encountered it in the vending machine in the Cube World, whether it was a product or a lottery, let alone the purification type.
The general purification technique is not very effective against the curse, it is more advanced.
Like the silly roe deer and the holy scepter.
When it comes to Lina's level, no purification technique will work.
"Didn't you prepare before entering the desert and get purification items from Ophelia?"
"I tried it when I found my teammates were abnormal earlier, but it didn't work." Feiyue smiled bitterly.
"It seems that the only way to solve it is to destroy the cursed origin or directly revive Moleke and kill him again." Lin said.
In the memory of the scimitarist, there appeared a black ball of cotton wool twisted together, which was the remaining cursed object of Moleke.
At that time, their team was still exploring the ruins and encountered it by chance. After that, everyone began to lose their minds.
Feiyue and Winnie obviously remembered it, and they thought of it when Lin talked about the origin.
Winnie held her forehead: "It's a pity that the thing floated away at that time. The whole ruins are full of movable doors and mechanisms. We couldn't find it no matter how hard we looked."
"It's okay. Wait until the lizard tribe is subdued, then take your teammates back to the ruins, and I'll help you find it."
After Lin finished speaking, Feiyue looked strange: "Are you still planning to subdue the lizard tribe?"
"Yes, there are thousands of people in the whole tribe, and there are only three of us. If we don't let them behave themselves, how can we find treasures with peace of mind, how can we have time to remove the curse for your people, um... and by the way, there is what Winnie said about liberating trapped souls."
"You can't just slaughter the whole tribe, they are endangered species!"
The key is that they don't look very smart, and they look easy to deceive.
Lin basically placed soul seeds on the lizardmen who were stunned along the way, and will find opportunities to place more later.
At that time, open the soul communication, raise your arms and shout "I am the real god."
All the lizardmen bowed their heads and worshiped, wouldn't it be beautiful to complete the task without bloodshed?
What, what if Morek really comes out?
Isn't it enough to kill it? Cricket is a monster, why is he pretending to be a god?
His mind raced, and Lin suddenly remembered that several of Winnie's teammates died in the temple. It was not good to say so, so he quickly added.
"If you want to avenge your teammates, just kill the prophet and his lackeys. These people want to capture you for sacrifice. It must be closely related to Morek."
Winnie touched Lin's head again: "It's not a question of revenge or not. After all, we went to someone else's territory to look for treasure. Life and death are determined by fate, so how can there be hatred? Besides, the real culprit who killed the teammates was Morek's curse, not these lizardmen."
Feiyue thought about it, and there was nothing to say. Could it be that the adventurer was exaggerated for being reasonable?
Rin put the magic-banning ring that was previously put on him on the scimitar man, and then knocked him out directly.
"Let's go and find the room where the treasure is."
The three of them searched around and finally found the storage room in the house at the end of the corridor on the right side of the hall.
There was only a heavy stone door without even a lock.
In addition to their own weapons, the storage space of the two women, and the relics of their teammates, there were no things of the lizardmen themselves.
It seems that this room is only used to store spoils.
After getting the things, the three left the temple.
The entire settlement not far away was still very quiet, without even a light.
Until now, no one has discovered that someone has escaped from prison.
Back near the prophet's house, Feiyue disguised himself as a scimitar man and walked over with a swagger.
Lin's soul seed attached to her body, sensing what was happening around her.
The Scimitar Man's mind was completely controlled, and because of his high rank, he also had a high status in the tribe.
The lizardman guarding the door did not stop him at all, and directly opened the door to let Feiyue in.
The guards on duty in the courtyard did the same, bowing their heads and saluting, and no one asked why he suddenly came back.
It happened to be late at night, and both the prophet, the ascetic, and the lizardman servants were resting.
She went up to the second floor quietly, came to the ascetic's door, and turned into a black mist and drilled in through the crack of the door.