Chapter 1055: 329. Correct > Wrong

“Ah, I’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest.”

Noland Lee, watched by over a hundred pairs of eyes, felt his heart involuntarily skip a beat.

Despite that, his hands didn’t stop moving.

“System, activate ‘Divine Power Runes’, targeting the ‘Essence of the Bloodbinder’s Corpse’, that is, the red light orb.”

Noland Lee, under the pressure from Severas Nabby, muttered in his mind.

[System Message:]

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[You are about to activate ‘Divine Power Runes’.]

[It is estimated to consume 32,700,000 Energy Points, with a cast time of 3 seconds, do you confirm activation?]

“Confi…”

Before Noland Lee could mentally finish saying “confirm,” White-haired Naby interjected:

“Can we make a trade?”

Nabby’s voice wasn’t loud, but it penetrated Noland Lee’s mind precisely, causing a series of eerie changes.

Noland Lee felt the blood-red light in front of him come to life, wriggling like countless bloodstained worms.

A slimy, greasy sensation emanated from various parts of his body, mixed with a faint stench of blood.

In that moment, Noland Lee felt like he was soaking in a cauldron of blood filled with slimy eels, enduring some kind of torture.

After a brief bout of confusion, the fantasy before Noland Lee’s eyes was swept away.

He gasped for air to clear his head, staring intently around him.

[System Message:]

[You have been affected by the ‘Blood Filled Illusion’.]

[The ‘Blood Filled Illusion’ has ended, and it has not caused any negative status to you.]

Although the illusion left no aftereffects, the process of activating ‘Divine Power Runes’ was undeniably interrupted.

Turning his gaze back to Nabby.

The long-haired male witch waved his hand, and the Night Spirit Witches sitting around the red light orb teleported away as red lights, while the tables, chairs, benches, and various tableware dissipated like bubble shadows.

Meanwhile, the white-haired male witch straightened his collar, stood up, and gave Noland Lee a slight bow, saying:

“I’ve long heard that this world still has Deity’s Proxies, and now, at last, I have the honor of meeting one in person.”

Noland Lee thought for half a second, slowly lowered his raised arm, and casually nodded his chin, acknowledging the other party’s statement.

It must have been the ‘Divine Power Rune’ in the palm of his hand that caused the other party to mistake his identity.

Combining the current scene with past actions, Severas Nabby’s behavior seemed like a test to determine Noland Lee’s origins; the wizard himself must have always been contemplating Noland Lee’s intentions.

It wasn’t until the ‘Divine Power Rune’ appeared that Severas Nabby solidified his speculation.

Nabby extended his right arm forward, gesturing respectfully:

“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Severas Nabby, the controller of the Night Spirit Cult. I came here to absorb Blood Magic Power. However, it seems you’re not too keen on seeing the scene just now…”

Noland Lee thought quickly, rapidly crafting an effective social strategy in his mind.

Not waiting for Nabby to finish speaking, he interjected:

“The insane willpower will awaken within you…”

His tone was deep and he emphasized the words “insane” and “awaken,” striking at Nabby’s worries.

“Indeed, I felt the madness and distortion within this mass of flesh and blood. It’s like an existence akin to cutting with knives or the torture of being bound with ropes. It can make me lose myself, be obsessed with Blood Magic Power, and even become completely intoxicated in an ocean of blood,” Nabby explained, spreading his hands.

“That’s why I called my subordinate witches to share some of the filth emanating from this mass of flesh and blood. I think this should mitigate the side effects of consuming Blood Magic Power.”

Noland Lee reviewed the Deconstruction Results he had obtained earlier.

The change in Deconstruction Consumption while Nabby himself was ingesting the Corpse Essence wasn’t significant, and there was no notice of the need for a “Harmless Deconstruction.”

This indicated that Nabby could easily erase the will of the former Binder of Blood from his body. noveldrama

But that wasn’t the case for his subordinate Night Spirit Witches.

Out of the hundred or so Night Spirit Witches, one-third shifted from “No Harmless Deconstruction required” to “Harmless Deconstruction required.”

The filthy will of the former Binder of Blood was growing within these witches and accumulating more and more, with a day of outbreak being inevitable.

Continuing at the former eating pace, that day would come very soon—possibly in an hour.

Since Nabby was able to control the Night Spirit Witches whose sanity was not clear, he was naturally aware of the abnormality in some of the witches.

Yet he still let them feast crazily, squeezing out their last utility value, indifferent to whether they were key forces of the Night Spirit Cult.

Nabby’s desire for the Corpse Essence was self-evident.

Beneath the etiquette he was displaying now, there might be a heart filled with agitation and desire.

If Noland Lee showed weakness and concession at this moment, he would certainly face either a sneak attack or be killed outright.

How to show strength?

How could he maintain a strong front while accomplishing the task of the Assassin Angel?

Noland Lee’s thoughts churned in his mind, thinking everything through with care and agility.

His silence, in Nabby’s eyes, took on an unfathomable demeanor.

Especially the thing in Noland Lee’s right palm—it was of great concern to Nabby.

Nabby had not seen its actual appearance, as all detection spells targeting it had failed.