Eleazar felt a twinge of helplessness as the ritual material took on a life of its own.
But he understood that this was the attraction of mystery.
It's just a general introduction, but it's enough to get you deep into it.
It might make people even madder if they heard it from occultists who were already half-knowledgeable.
As one of the strongest human desires for knowledge, Eleazar understands very well that if she can't satisfy her, then she will find a way to do so on her own.
Going through the canonical books was fine, but it would be most dangerous if you were like those occult enthusiasts who went on expeditions to all sorts of places where transcendental legends were rumored to exist.
Luna's face looked thoughtful, "Speaking of which, I think we still have a club in the academy that specializes in mysteries."
"You don't want to get mixed up with those guys, they're just enthusiasts and you're the real deal." Eleazar counseled patiently, "You are not to be stimulated by certain transcendental factors, think about that look you just had, if it had gotten any worse horns would have sprouted from your head, a tail would have grown from your back, and your skin would have been covered in scales, think about what would have happened if you had turned into that look."
"I think it's kind of cool~"
Said Luna, giving him a careful look.
Eleazar narrowed his eyes at once, "And do you know what I do."
"What for?"
"I'm the kind of hunter who specializes in monsters and non-human species."
"Oh~"
Luna rested her face on her knees and eyed him.
"So you're a hunter..."
"So what kind of dragon am I?"
Eleazar thought back silently.
"One of the evil five-colored dragons that live in sulfur-covered caves, but a few build their lairs high up in the mountains to get a good view, are greedy, arrogant, and cocky, and love to eat blood and all things bright and shiny, the Red Dragon..."
"That's weird yeah!"
Luna propped her head up, "This kind of dragon doesn't match my personality at all, I expected a dragon species that was a bit more demure and elegant."
"Yeah, it's not good at all, give it to me."
She turned her face the other way again and didn't reply.
Eleazar sighed, sensing the night watchman walking not far away, and stood up silently:
"Get some early rest, and don't tell just anyone about what I told you tonight."
Luna sat up straight in a hurry, "Where are you going?"
Eleazar, who was already a dozen meters away, turned his head back slightly, half of his face hidden in the darkness.
"I'm going to work."
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"That place is a transcendent family crypt from the golden age, only his descendants were very uncontested, it didn't take long for them to lose their substantial family fortune and their inheritance, this generation even hired grave robbers to excavate their ancestral tombs, wanting to get something worthwhile out to continue to spend their days, only all of them underestimated the true situation of that place. "
Eleazar blushed strangely as he listened to the acolyte describe the archaeological site.
"Are those grave robbers still alive?"
"It's all dead already."
Coming to the entrance of that dungeon-like relic, he silently sensed it.
"Those men drew out a gargoyle as they fled for their lives, and while the demonic statue soon ceased its activities as its energy ran out, a bloodstained statue surrounded by corpses caused such a furor that various archaeological teams caught wind of it, and now it's just waiting for us to excavate the site before we go in to examine it."
The acolyte looked silently at the shadowy passageway before him, "The bishop's suggestion was for us to clear the ruins of all things transcendent, and if we can't, let's just collapse the parts that can't be published."
The two Acolytes who had arrived early, the three who had been transferred from the Academy for support, and counting Witcher, the six of them were the handlers of this transcendental event.
Eleazar nods and waits for the other four acolytes disguised as various professions to converge before walking into the ruins together.
The two Divine Punishers in security uniforms turned their heads, "We've roughly cleaned up the first half, but we don't know if there will still be any leftover transcendental items, so we'll work hard to double-check them."
Those 5 people stood together, the hazy white light from their bodies slowly merging into a ball as bright as a high-powered lighting device, black smoke rising from everywhere they went, and the occasional sound like popping beans could be heard ringing out from the corners.
Holy light is a crushing presence against most transcendent things, and even ordinary demonic statues covered in metal and rock can't defend themselves against this pervasive light.
Honestly, if the 5 of them just kept this up and walked around the mausoleum, basically nothing transcendent would still be spared.
Witcher, on the other hand, is tasked with finding out for them the magical items that were spared in the Purge.
Eleazar, who was slowly following them, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
A half-man, half-animal statue with a face covered by a mask of gold.
If they were ordinary grave robbers, they would probably have all gathered around, but unfortunately, these people all regarded money as dirt.
Eleazar takes the mask off and slips it into his pocket.
The Divine Punisher, who had been secretly watching him, looked back, "Is there anything odd about that thing?"
"Nothing weird, it just looks like it's worth a lot of money."
Crowd: "..."
"Hey!!!"
"Are you that short of money?"
"I don't think it's a good idea to supervise and steal..."
Several people spoke out in condemnation, and the dreary group became cheerful.
Eleazar brazes, then walks back over to a brightly jeweled mace.
Just when everyone thinks he's going to gouge the gem for his stash again, Witcher takes two quick steps back.
"Cursed objects!"
In the next second, the 5 acolytes instantly stood in front of that staff, and an endless amount of light diffused over them.
The bluestone staff wrapped in blinding white light, endured for a long time, finally overwhelmed with a hissing low sound, the staff suddenly snapped, while the blue gemstone fell to the ground, the collision issued a shockwave of blue light, lifting several people out on the spot.
Cursed objects that resisted the onslaught of holy light and became sealed by unknown rules.
Without his discovery, there would have been a high probability that the staff would have appeared in some museum, or perhaps in the collection of some rich man, and chance would have triggered several transcendental events before it was finally recovered by the Church.
It took half a day for the Earth palace to stop shaking.
On the ground, five people sat up and shook their heads, the
Eleazar stepped forward and picked up the gem that had extinguished its light.
Sensing the complex energy structure inside, he gave it another gentle shake, then saw the inside of the gem slowly light up again, as if it was very active.
"Well, 3rd rank sealing object, can emit a vast energy wave just by vibrating, number of uses unknown, other rules unknown, slightly dangerous."
Commenting casually, Eleazar stowed the gem in his space crystal.