Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 317 - 258 Wandering Spirit Group_2

Chapter 317: Chapter 258 Wandering Spirit Group_2

Fortunately, the ghost mice didn’t run particularly fast, at least not fast enough to catch up with Gaven.

"Over here." A crisp call from the direction of the manor came from the Maiden Priestess.

It wasn’t just her, Black Nanmu had also heard the news and rushed out.

Once Anna had caught Gaven’s attention, she didn’t continue to run forward but quickly started to set up the battlefield.

While chanting a spell, she scattered holy water and silver dust in front of her, and immediately a sacred energy enveloped the area.

The Divine Arts of the second circle, the Reverent spell.

Within it, the strength of some undead creatures could be suppressed, increasing the possibility of their dispersion.

Gaven led the Wandering Spirit Group towards them.

When it came to dealing with undead creatures, the profession of a priest dedicated to the Benevolent God was most fitting.

Upon reaching the edge of the Reverent spell,

the Wandering Spirit Group abruptly stopped their pursuit.

Although they lacked Intelligence, they still possessed the instinctive drive of living beings to seek benefit and avoid harm.

When perceiving danger, it overpowered their impulse for revenge.

They turned around, seeking to trouble the wild wolves again.

"Thinking of leaving?" Gaven wasn’t willing to let them go so easily and pulled the trigger directly.

Another roar resounded.

Physical attacks along with Psychic Bullets shattered five or six ghost mice.

At the same time, this completely enraged the Wandering Spirit Group, who rushed forward heedlessly.

The Maiden Priestess, who was already prepared, clenched the Moonstone Holy Emblem tightly and proclaimed loudly, "In the Holy Will of Ilmater, return the unclean existence to death."

The holy energy burst forth from the Moonstone Holy Emblem, covering the Wandering Spirit Group.

The scene was like spring snow meeting the fierce sun.

Or like a spoonful of cool water hitting a hot pan.

Already eroded by the sacred power of the Reverent spell and emitting black smoke, the Wandering Spirit Group boiled up directly.

Countless dark mists emerged, dispersing on the spot.

The Wandering Spirit Group rushed forward in an attempt to escape the range of the Holy Light rays.

But it was as if they were fixed in place, running in circles without making any distance.

The size of the Wandering Spirit Group visibly shrank.

When they realized there was no avoiding it, the Wandering Spirit Group changed tactics, compressing into a tight ball of spirits with countless ghost mice on the outside attempting to block the rays of Holy Light.

Only by completely exhausting the outer layer could the inner ones be attacked.

This was a true war of attrition.

Surprisingly, these Wandering Spirits instinctively found Anna’s greatest weakness—their Professional Level was too low, and the holy energy she channeled was too weak.

By the time the holy energy Anna channeled was depleted, most of the Wandering Spirit Group remained.

As the holy energy Anna channeled weakened slightly, the compressed ball of Wandering Spirit Group suddenly expanded, emitting an annoying noise, and charged towards Anna with overwhelming momentum.

It seemed determined to not give Anna a second chance to cast Dispel Undead.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Gaven, regardless of the cost, fired all three remaining Ghost Bullets to stop the Wandering Spirit Group from advancing. The Crown Shield stood in front of his chest, ready to protect the Maiden Priestess and buy her some time if necessary.

But having just witnessed the Wandering Spirit Group’s strange method of attack, the Crown Shield was more for psychological comfort.

Their attack didn’t target the body but directly tore at the soul, and even the Crown Shield’s Absolute Defense was likely to be ineffective against them.

Just as the Wandering Spirit Group was about to collide with Gaven, another commanding shout came, "In the name of Chiaranlisha, the Goddess of Undead and Revenge, I command you to obey my orders."

Unlike Anna’s divine power.

This rebuke was filled with endless negative energy.

In contrast to the positive energy enhancement guided by Anna.

This negative energy was clearly suppressed in the Reverent Technique.

Positive and negative energies clashed violently in the air.

The negative energy was so powerful that, even when suppressed by the Reverent Technique, most of it still fell upon the Wandering Spirit Group and managed to exert a restraining effect.

In Weizemay Manor, there was only one person who possessed this ability—the Sacrificer of the Goddess of Undead Vengeance, Dwarves Soulsnare Daphne.

This priestess of the evil gods specialized in manipulating the undead and the power of revenge, proficient not in guiding holy energy to dispel or destroy undead creatures, but in rebuking and commanding them, directing negative energy.

Thus, becoming a ghost creature not only had no negative impact on her abilities, but even boosted them, especially in directing negative energy, because she was composed of it herself.

However, no undead willingly subjugated themselves to others, and this collective of weak ghosts was no exception.

They surged madly to the left and right, trying to break free from the bondage of the negative energy.

Crack!

A loud whip crack sounded.

A massive vine whip struck directly upon the Wandering Spirit Group.

It was also a physical attack.

The effect of this whip exceeded imagination.

One lash directly killed dozens of ghost mice.

Black Nanmu gave a light tug.

The vine whip eerily bent and snapped back with a crack, striking the Wandering Spirit Group with another lash.

Black Nanmu gave it a flick on cue.

The vine whip immediately vibrated, the inertia of the recoil meeting the power of the flick at the midpoint of the whip, emitting another loud crack as all the force was unleashed onto the Wandering Spirit Group.

One whip, three sounds.

Nearly a hundred ghost mice were killed outright, and the remaining ones trembled involuntarily under the cloak of a strange energy.

This was the power of Touch of Agony.

The painful attack of Touch of Agony originated from the soul, making it a special kind of attack.

Even spiritual bodies couldn’t escape the agony, or rather, suffered more severely because they lacked the protection of a physical form.

Touch of Agony and Black Nanmu were indeed a perfect match.

However, this technique of one whip producing three sounds was not taught to him by Gaven. He had never played with such exotic weapons.

It came from Dwarves Soulsnare Daphne, an expert in the field.

More precisely, most Dwarves Female Priestesses are masters of this technique—it’s an essential skill used to torture various slaves.

After being continuously weakened, the Wandering Spirit Group could no longer withstand the negative energy directed by the evil god priestess Daphne and were forcibly commanded and controlled by her.

However, the controlled Wandering Spirit Group was significantly weaker, falling from twelve Life Dice to nine.

This is an inherent characteristic of swarm creatures.

Their strength level is not fixed but fluctuates with the number of members in the group.

Conversely, if its strength hadn’t diminished, Daphne wouldn’t have been able to control it.

Before anyone could even catch their breath,

an angry roar from the Dog Demon came from the other side: "Quick, quick, quick, there’s another one here."