Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!-Chapter 283 - 282 The Lingering Ghost Shadow (Part 2)
Chapter 283: Chapter 282: The Lingering Ghost Shadow (Part 2)
Chapter 283: Chapter 282: The Lingering Ghost Shadow (Part 2)
Darkness surrounded him.
The fragile soul shivered in the darkness, and he could feel the anger from his master emanating from the boundless abyss.
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“You messed up!”
A voice, as resonant as a great bell, erupted, causing the fragile soul to curl up.
“I did not receive the offering you promised, instead, I lost my subordinates!”
The darkness began to churn, and then, a terrifying face, ablaze with bright red flames, emerged from within. Before it, the fragile soul seemed as insignificant as an ant, ready to be swallowed whole with a mere opening of its mouth.
“Please, my master, give me another chance, this was just an accident!”
“Oh, my lovely servant.”
Hearing the soul’s plea, the flaming giant face revealed a mocking smirk.
“That’s not surprising, after all, accidents are somewhat inevitable in this world. However, I cannot tolerate those who use this excuse to shirk responsibility…”
“This, this was truly an accident, my humble master!”
In front of the flaming giant face, the fragile soul shivered and groveled on the ground.
“Yes, yes, master, we encountered that knight from the rumors! The knight reportedly under the Goddess’s Favor, and who summoned an Angel!”
“Oh?”
Upon hearing this, the flaming giant face, which had been slowly advancing towards the soul, finally stopped. It stared at its servant, revealing a profound expression.
“Is it him?”
“Exactly, and it was he who disrupted your plans, master, and even killed your followers! I can assure you, it really was an accident…”
“Very well…”
Hearing its servant’s response, the flaming giant face showed a sinister expression.
“I never expected to encounter him here… This is good, a Divine Favorer favored by the Goddess, haha, I’ve heard he’s not on good terms with the Church? This is really interesting…”
At this, the flaming giant face moved back a bit, and the flames that had enveloped the fragile soul seemed to recede along with this movement. Feeling the flames strong enough to completely char him retreat, the small and fragile soul raised its head, wiped the cold sweat from its forehead, and looked up at the flaming giant face with a sheepish smile.
“Good, I am very satisfied with the information you brought.”
Watching its servant, the flaming giant face smiled coldly.
“However, this does not mean you can erase your failure. I can give you a chance… You know what to do, capture them, especially that man. And don’t let our original targets get away! Their souls must be very valuable. I really want to see what expression she will have when the man favored by that woman falls into the abyss of darkness and flame and becomes my loyal servant.”
“Thank you, thank you, master!”
Hearing the flaming giant face’s reply, the soul immediately bowed its head again, but quickly, he recalled something.
“But… that gentleman’s strength is actually very strong, rumors say he even defeated the Castina Family’s Knight Captain…”
“You don’t need to worry!”
Clearly, the flaming giant face was well-prepared.
“I will give you a fleet, the Ghost Fleet… They are now en route to the Misty Seas, and they are sure to pass through Soul Bay. All you need to do, with the power I have bestowed upon you, is to open that door; leave the rest to me!”
At that point, the flaming giant face gazed interestedly at its servant before it.
“So, are you ready?”
“What? Master? I…”
Hearing the flaming giant face speak, the small soul was taken aback, but before he could respond, the flames that had lingered due to the departure of the flaming giant face suddenly surged, slithering like venomous snakes into the soul.
Soon, intense agony emanated from deep within the soul. The next moment, his body began to tremble, crack, and from those cracks, beams of fire burst forth…
“Aaaaahhhh!!!”
“What on earth are you screaming about?!”
Ogrande angrily slapped the neighboring cabin door. She hadn’t slept well the previous night at all, having decided not to use the dirty bedding at all. She even tore those off and spent the night curled up in her clothes on that cursed wooden bed. Thankfully, her change of clothes kept her warm enough to muddle through the night. Just when dawn was approaching and she finally fell asleep, the sudden screams from next door dragged her out of her hard-earned dreams, which infuriated Ogrande immensely.
She had just returned to her warm room in her dreams and was about to relish it. Before she could even roll into bed, why was she dragged out?
Can’t a person sleep in peace?!
“What exactly is the noise for? What happened?!”
“Creeeak.”
Just as Ogrande was so angry she was about to kick the damned door in, it creaked open, and a man in fine clothing appeared before her with a wry smile.
“What’s wrong, cousin?”
“I should be asking you! Making all that noise in the middle of the night, wailing like a banshee…”
As she spoke, Ogrande paused for a moment, then looked at the man’s face in surprise.
“What’s wrong with your face? It looks like…”
“No, nothing. I just accidentally scraped it a bit, which is why I screamed. Sorry about that, cousin…”
The fine-clothed man touched his face, which sported an apologetic smile. Hearing his explanation, Ogrande frowned slightly and huffed.
“Be careful; this filthy place could make you ill! And stop that screaming, it’s really annoying!”
Having said that, Ogrande slammed the cabin door with a “bang” and went back to her room, yawning. The man, however, continued to smile as he watched the closed door before his expression gradually darkened. He reached out a hand to touch his cheek, and soon, a strange flash of fire appeared on his fingertips, smoothing over the scar on his face.
“Rest assured, Master, your plan will definitely succeed…”
In the following days, the journey continued without much disturbance, even the people saved by Fang Zheng, including Ogrande, didn’t dare to cause more trouble. After all, Fang Zheng had made his stance clear. Although these people came from influential families, they knew their status was useless on the high seas. Annoying Fang Zheng would mean being thrown into the sea with no one daring to utter a word.
The only good thing was that thereafter, they got to eat steaming hot instant noodles three times a day. Although it couldn’t compare to the delicacies of the mountains and seas they were accustomed to, for Ogrande and the others, having a full stomach was already quite satisfactory.
Of course, this did not mean Ogrande had softened her stance towards Fang Zheng. In fact, on the ship, Ogrande and her group hardly interacted with him except during meal times when the Magic Attendant delivered their food, as if Fang Zheng barely regarded them at all. Due to his stern demeanor and formidable strength, Ogrande and her companions didn’t dare provoke them, choosing instead to huddle in the cabins at the ship’s stern.
But it wasn’t long before Fang Zheng encountered another issue.
“What did you say?”
Fang Zheng blinked as he stared at Captain Fox, who looked back at him somewhat anxiously and cautiously began to speak.
“Well, Master… we’ll soon arrive at Soul Bay, and we hope… Miss Black Katie could help us conduct a memorial service…”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s like this…”
Quickly responding to Fang Zheng’s inquiry, Fox explained.
“We’ll reach Soul Bay in half a day and, as per the tradition of seafarers, every ship must anchor at Soul Bay for one night to hold a memorial service to appease the souls swallowed by the sea. If we don’t, those souls will haunt us. We heard that Miss Black Katie is a Cleric, so…”
“I see.”
Hearing this, Fang Zheng nodded but soon thought of another question.
“Who told you that?”
“Miss Tilia. We were preparing for the memorial service when she saw us, asked what we were doing, and after learning about it, she…”
“…………”
Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth, then looked towards the deck’s edge. Noticing his gaze, Tilia, who was standing there with a parasol, turned around and flashed a smiling “V” sign at him.
…Indeed, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
