manynovel Chapter 515 Three Fugitives
Chapter 515 Three Fugitives
Chapter 515 Three Fugitives
The two people in front of me were both dressed in rags, but their conditions were quite different.
One was hunched over with a shifty gaze, while the other sat upright with his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Blood and grime clung to the skin, accompanied by a pungent stench.
Sofia didn't want to be with those two men, but she had to.
She rescued the two men from the gallows.
Because right now, the only person she can rely on is the enemy of her enemy.
Now, she needs to use these two people to do things for her.
The cult member looked at Sophia with a calm smile: "Miss, you don't need to go to such lengths. Death is not the end; on the contrary, it will allow me to return to my Lord. Of course, if you heed my Lord's holy instructions, you will surely receive blessings as well."
No one is forcing Sophia to listen to those inhuman dogmas now, and she will never again come near evil thoughts.
"You're wrong," said the icy man.
His beard and hair were one continuous mass, and he held his head with both hands, his fingers digging deep into the roots of his hair.
"The gods have abandoned us; they don't care about us at all, and they can't offer us salvation after death. Otherwise, why would they abandon us?"
"That's because you haven't chosen the right god," the cultist said. "The gods are nothing but hypocritical liars. They are merely servants of the true god, who have despicably stolen a portion of the true god's divine power to come into the world and deceive people."
"But how can you know that the god you believe in is the true god?" the Ice Man retorted.
"We heard their voices, not as a false illusion, but as real sounds. I even saw his majestic and sacred body, though only once, but he truly existed."
"But they failed to prove that he is the true God."
Upon hearing this, the cultist showed no anger, but instead expressed sympathy: "The false god has been deceiving you all along, and it seems you have suffered greatly. The true god has given me power, granting me extraordinary strength. This must be the mission He has given me, to show off His greatness and prepare for His return to earth."
"But what ultimately saved you wasn't the divine power you claim, but this beautiful and kind lady," the Ice Man said, looking at Sophia.
"Escaping death is not salvation for me, but as you said, I still need to thank this young lady. Therefore, if you wish to have faith in the true God, I will do my best to assist you."
"Then forget it: This reward is too heavy, gentlemen. I only need you to do me a favor."
"What busy?" the cultist asked.
"Help me steal a book," Sofia said.
"A book?" The cultist frowned slightly. "Do you know where that book is?"
Sofia thought for a moment: "It's probably kept with your confiscated doctrinal texts."
"That's in the dungeon. I've seen a forbidden room there," the cultist said.
"Back to the dungeon?" The icy man crawled back a short distance in fear. "No! I don't want to go back! I never want to return to that horrible place again!"
Seeing this, Sofia couldn't help but feel sorry for the man.
The torment inflicted on him by the Swabawa people has left deep scars on his soul.
"I need your power," Sophia stepped forward and grasped the icy man's hand. "Please, help me."
"I can help with anything," the Ice Man said, tears streaming down his face, "but not this. Just smelling that odor sends shivers down my spine. My lost nails, my lost skin—the burning, the freezing, the cutting—Oh God! Please! Spare me—"
Hearing this, Sofia didn't know what to say.
The cultist sneered: "That's how people without firm beliefs are; they can be defeated by the slightest physical setback."
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Sofia ignored her.
She knew very well that the help of these two was essential to breaking into the dungeon and retrieving the books.
But perhaps there is some way to prevent the icy people from going down.
Sofia then raised her head again: "What kind of supernatural abilities do you possess?"
"God baptized me," the cultist said. "He gave me many powers, enabling me to initiate many rituals, including direct communication with God."
"These forces are of no value in terms of action," Sofia said.
The cultist's eye twitched, then he raised his right hand and rolled up his sleeve.
His arms were covered with tiny tattoos.
"This is the teaching of God's Gospel. My hand has thus been given divine power. As long as I can touch the other person's head, I can infuse the voice of God into their mind."
At this moment, Sofia recalled the scene of being kidnapped and brainwashed by these cultists, and even now, she still feels lingering fear.
However, she also came to realize just how powerful this mind control ability was.
Those evil pieces of knowledge can temporarily prevent people from thinking normally, achieving an effect similar to dizziness.
Sophia then looked at the Ice Man: "I remember you're a wizard, what can you do?"
"Corruption magic," the Iceman said, "can corrupt matter, whether living or dead."
"Is contact absolutely necessary?"
"Generally speaking—yes, this works better and allows for more variety."
So Sophia narrowed her eyes: "So, there are also methods of remote spellcasting?"
"Yes, it exists, but the effect is poor and the range is limited," the Iceman replied. "It can only work within fifteen feet."
That's enough — Sofia grinned.
She immediately took out a blank sheet of paper, then focused her mind and mobilized the collective strength.
Immediately, a golden point of light emerged from her body and began to move across the paper.
"What is this?!" the Ice Man exclaimed in surprise.
Sofia ignored them and focused on her work.
Suddenly, she said to the icy man, "Use the power you just mentioned on me!"
The icy man looked puzzled: "Although the effect is not good, it's still deadly, Miss. If it hits you directly, your life will be in danger!"
"You don't need to worry about it, hurry up!" Sofia urged.
The icy man still looked worried, but he gritted his teeth and began to dance.
"Is this witchcraft so complicated?" Sofia grumbled. "No wonder I was captured by the Swabawas."
Finally, a dark, viscous column of water shot straight toward Sofia.
Sofia neither dodged nor avoided the paper; she simply held it up in front of her.
However, among the people of the Ice Country, the witchcraft that could easily kill people could not even corrode the thin paper in Sophia's hand.
The strange column of water was completely absorbed.
The icy man's eyes widened: "What did you do?"
Sophia grinned—her scroll magic was indeed capable of recording more than just magic!
She stood up: "It's time to get started!"
He arranged for cultists to follow him, while the Ice People were responsible for finding ways to escape the town.
Despite Sofia's confidence in the operation, significant risks remain.
It can provide the same stimulation —
Sofia's face flushed, as if she were making love at that moment.