I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

The answering machine said that the Soul-Snatching Holy Spirit disappeared from the study after 4 o'clock during the Kelede operation. They must have summoned the Soul-Snatching Holy Spirit immediately.

Therefore, the main team members can take a good rest and recharge.

Roland left a magic spell in his mind to ensure that he would definitely wake up at four o'clock. Then he and Anna each found a room.

He didn't dare to meditate, fearing that a blink of an eye would pass a whole day.

Before going to bed, Roland put on the Tribunal's uniform and the pseudo-holy robe, and then put on his sword.

"By the way, did you give me Williams' armor?"

During this period, Senior Sister has been disguising as Roland, so she should have taken over the armor. But I don't know where she put it.

Roland called the magic carpet and asked it to look for it.

Soon, the armor was found by the magic carpet and placed on the carpet in the room.

After checking the armor, Roland nodded deeply.

This armor is completely designed for angels, and it can become larger or smaller with the master's posture.

Like the pseudo-holy robe, its various stats are very high, and there are no negative attributes.

【Pseudo. Wilmik Holy Armor】

【Effect: All-system magic resistance +96%, magic damage -8, willpower +3, mutation and pollution resistance +2, vitality +20%, holy fire effect +2】

With the uniform, pseudo-holy robe, and pseudo-holy armor equipped, my magic resistance will be stacked to over 200%.

Plus the hidden magic resistance of my own Path of Dawn Faith, my magic resistance is approaching 300.

If I add a 'Holy Protection Blessing', my magic resistance can increase by 50 more.

And there is also a magic damage -14 effect. Without true damage and mystical means, it is impossible to break through my defense!

Willpower and resistance to mutation and pollution have also increased a lot. In this way, my SAN has also become higher, and my resistance to pollution has also become higher. I won't end up transforming myself before the enemy does after using a few SAN-reducing skills.

After thinking about it, Roland simply flew to the chapel and found a very weak puppet scarecrow.

He put the uniform, pseudo-holy robe, and armor on the puppet.

Roland thought to himself: 'There's no need to test the Thunder Halberd and Dawn Fire, let's test whether Poseidon's Trident can pierce through it.'

Roland controlled the scarecrow puppet to dance, then a murderous aura appeared in his eyes, and then he threw out the holy ring and summoned lightning.

Almost without any guidance, with only a short delay, lightning and thunder filled the chapel.

—Poseidon's Trident.

When the dazzling lightning dissipated, the scarecrow puppet was unscathed and still jumping around.

Roland couldn't help but be overjoyed, but then his face turned ugly again.

"It seems I have to study the holy and mystical magic more, otherwise, if I encounter a fully armed angel in the future, I won't even be able to scratch their skin!"

After thinking for a while, Roland changed his plan.

Originally, he planned to fully equip himself. But now, after calculating, the defense value is a bit too excessive.

200% magic resistance is enough.

I don't need this armor, as long as I cast a Holy Protection Blessing on myself, my magic resistance will definitely exceed 200%.

Relatively speaking, Anna is a big weakness.

He went to Anna's room, gave her the armor, and then returned to the chapel.

The Tribunal uniform and pseudo-holy robe were worn by the scarecrow puppet in the chapel. Roland didn't put them on.

Because for him, the puppet wearing clothes is the same as him wearing clothes. With a butterfly swap, he can fly over and eat the puppet, or pull the puppet over.

In this way, no matter where the puppet wearing clothes is, Roland can put on all the equipment with a swap.

After hanging Dirge on the scarecrow puppet's waist, Roland came outside the church and chanted a series of spells towards the shadow of the church.

Those were the spells used by the Three-Headed Snakes to store ships.

This spell generally needs to be used in conjunction with a huge container. It takes a long time to put the ship in the bottle, but it is very simple to release the ship from the bottle.

Roland is now using the bottling spell.

His bottle is the 'Snake Ring'.

However, he slightly modified it when casting it to make it more suitable for use on the Heraka Church.

The church itself is stored in the Snake Ring, which is the 'bottle'. It's just that its shadow has not been actually spelled.

Now Roland has cast a spell on the shadow of the church. Then, it will become very easy to release a super-large object like the church from the Snake Ring.

In just over ten minutes, Roland finished casting the spell on the church's shadow.

Roland thought to himself: 'When I did this operation on the Storm, it took me nearly an hour. The Heraka Church is many times larger than the Storm. I originally thought that even after I advanced, it would take an hour, but I didn't expect it to be done in just over ten minutes.'

Moreover, I was modifying the spell while casting it.

If I had simply advanced to become a Truth Wizard, I'm afraid I wouldn't have reached this level.

Creed Wizards are very close to the ancient forbidden wizards. Their own magic power and the magic they cast are very terrifying.

After completing this operation, Roland found his 'Magic Catalog' and studied the Three-Headed Snake's magic.

He had modified the spell when casting the 'putting the ship in the bottle' magic before. Now he also modified the 'releasing the ship from the bottle' spell.

Feeling that his modifications were almost complete, Roland closed his eyes and controlled the scarecrow puppet outside to snap his fingers.

Then, the space in the ward shrank by a circle, and the appearance of the walls also changed, becoming walls in the style of the Heraka Church.

But the ceiling did not change.

It looked like a 'half' bizarre little prayer room.

The scarecrow puppet got up and looked around the room, and found that there was an extra layer of walls inside the original ward walls.

The area of the prayer room in the church is very small, so its walls were directly set inside the ward. But because the prayer room of the church has a very high ceiling, Roland only changed the lower part of the prayer room, and did not change the upper part of the walls and the ceiling.

The scarecrow puppet snapped his fingers again, and then the small prayer room in the ward disappeared.

After retrieving the puppet's consciousness, Roland muttered while stroking his chin: "It's perfect. But it's very easy to throw out a small area, but it will take some time to throw out the entire church.

This spell may be hidden in some large-scale magic."

Roland walked towards his bedroom in the church while thinking.

When Roland returned to the bedroom in his robe and shorts, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Theresa and the little Rolands were still busy. Everyone might have to be busy for a few more hours.

"I'll take a four-hour nap first."

Stretching, Roland fell on the bed and began to snore.

At about four o'clock, Leona, who was secretly dancing in the corridor, saw Brother Roland walking around everywhere.

It seemed like he was looking for the toilet.

However, Brother Roland doesn't seem to have the habit of going to the toilet in the church. There is no sewer here.

Although sleepwalking, Brother Roland seems to remember this.

After wandering around in the corridor, he slowly disappeared.

Leona scratched her head and didn't take it seriously.

Brother Roland has always been like this lately. It's been like this since the first day he entered the hospital.

"The people in the duty room are slacking off again."

Shaking his head, Roland was secretly speechless.

Roland didn't disturb the sleeping nun doctor. He took off his hospital gown and quietly put on a white coat.

Roland's movements woke up the nun doctor who was lying on the table.

The nun's face was very pure, but her eyes had a charming feeling when they moved. Every time he met her eyes, Roland's heartbeat would speed up slightly.

The nun hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Director Roland, I fell asleep."

"I'm late today. I was a little busy during the day and slept a little late. I've troubled you. You can rest for a while, I'll go check on the patients."

Roland patted her on the shoulder and then went out to patrol the ward.

The night shift in the inpatient department of this Holy Spirit Hospital is really not easy to do, especially in the second half of the night.

Many of the people hospitalized in this Holy Spirit Sanatorium are old priests. In addition to mental illnesses, they also have some high blood pressure and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

These types of illnesses are prone to occur at night. Therefore, the medical staff on duty every night are like going to the battlefield when they go to work.

Everyone often has to toss until three or four o'clock before they can be at peace.

If someone suddenly becomes critically ill... Oh my god.

In the month that Roland came to the hospital as an intern, Roland encountered it several times. Now, when I think about it, my hands tremble.

It's also thanks to Teacher Kelede's superb medical skills and the fact that he stays here every night. Otherwise, a novice like me really wouldn't be able to handle it.

Even now, Roland still can't quite take life and death lightly... Killing people and saving people are different.

The head nurse on duty saw Roland and greeted Roland in a low voice.

Roland asked, "How many people are on duty today?"

The head nurse said in a low voice: "Including you, six."

Roland nodded and said: "Did Briana take leave again?"

The head nurse shook her head and said: "No, she came. She's in the duty room, didn't you see her when you just changed your clothes?"

Roland was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered.

The nun doctor who I woke up just now was Briana.

I thought she was Senior Sister... Alas? Why would I think that?

Patting his forehead, Roland shook off these messy thoughts. Work is important, these trivial matters can be discussed during the day.

He asked, "Who's missing?"

The head nurse said, "Teacher Coleridge didn't come. He, like you, is today..."

The head nurse seemed to suddenly remember something, then patted her forehead, shaking off these messy thoughts.

Work was important; these trivial matters could wait until daytime.

Roland sighed, "Alright, my dear head nurse. Then let Brianna and Coleridge rest. Let's both do this last shift well."

The head nurse was slightly startled and said, "Last shift?"

Roland said with some emotion, "Yes, the last shift. Hmm, I can't remember. But I remember it should be affected by a very important thing. So, we can't let Teacher Coleridge treat everyone anymore."

The head nurse was silent for a long time, then said, "If we can't cure the people here, then how can we cure the people over there?"

Roland shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The head nurse asked, "Roland, if we lose Teacher Coleridge, can this world still be saved?"

Roland was silent for a long time, his mood seeming somewhat heavy.

After a moment, he seemed to have figured something out, and his gaze gradually became firm.

Roland looked at the head nurse in front of him and said very seriously, "Florence, if Teacher Coleridge leaves today, then I will stay. I will lead you to continue. If I leave, then he will stay. I hope he is right."

Florence pursed her lips and said, "Roland, I know that you two have always had conflicting ideas. In any case, no matter what the future of St. Spirit Hospital holds, I will stand firm here with everyone."

The two guys patted each other's shoulders like comrades, and then Roland went to the toilet.

After finishing in the toilet, Roland saw that Brianna had also gotten up and was checking the wards with several nurses and orderlies.

Roland joined the team.

The group went into the rooms one by one. Every time they entered a room, there would be cries of struggle and wailing from inside.

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— "Who are you? Wait, are you Brianna? What's going on? Why are you wearing a doctor's coat to check the wards?"

— "It's you again! It's you again, this guy who claims to be Director Roland! I've never seen you before. You're not a doctor here, and you're not a patient here! Get out, get out! I'm not sick! I don't take medicine!"

— "Complaint! I want to complain. Another patient has run out and is pretending to be a doctor!"

— "I don't take medicine! I don't take medicine!"

After a busy time, Roland, Brianna, and Florence gathered together, covered in sweat.

Brianna said with a strange expression, "What's the situation today? Why are so many patients going crazy?"

Florence sighed and said, "It's so strange. It's as if they suddenly don't recognize us anymore. Everyone recognizes me, but the patients I examined said they didn't recognize you. I take you with me to check the wards every day."

Roland pondered for a moment and said, "Is there a possibility that we used to be many, many people? So, when we were on duty before, everyone treated us as other people.

Now, there might only be 1% of the water left in the pool. The shadows of doctors and nurses on us are gone. So, after seeing us, everyone can't recognize us.

Florence has always been the head nurse here. There is still her shadow in her Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit. So, after seeing her, everyone still treats her as the head nurse.

The others are patients, so after seeing you, everyone says that patients are impersonating medical staff.

As for me, I have always been one person, an independent Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit.

Although my appearance has always been like this, I have always had the buff of the Amulet of the God of Deception during the day, so everyone thinks that the daytime me and the nighttime me are two people."

After an analysis, Roland found that everyone was looking at him with extremely strange eyes.

Brianna said, "Director Roland, what are you talking about? Are you okay?"

Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Yes, what did I just say?

Roland suddenly felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't say what was wrong.

Just then, he heard someone speaking in his mind.

[“Roland, where are you? The Mind-Stealing Holy Spirits have all disappeared... Wait, why are you there? Who are you with? Hold on, we'll be right there!”]

"Who? Who is speaking?"

Roland looked at his hand in confusion, but he didn't see his ring.

Where's my ring?

Didn't I use the 'Eating Butterflies' method today to teleport to the body of the patient puppet outside?

Then how did I disappear from the Snake Ring?

That's right, the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit.

I am the seventh Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit.

Wait... am I a Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit?

Suddenly, Roland slowly woke up a bit.

Taking advantage of the moment of clarity, he closed his eyes and muttered, "You are a butterfly, he is a butterfly, we are all butterflies..."

While muttering, the clothes on Roland's body suddenly turned into a hospital gown, and a ring appeared in his hand.

He opened his mouth and spat out a small scarecrow puppet.

Roland put the scarecrow puppet into the ring.

At this moment, everyone heard a man's voice coming from afar: "As expected of you, Roland, my good student."

A middle-aged man walked towards them in the corridor, it was Coleridge.

However, he was wearing a Twilight wizard's robe, which was covered in dust.

Something was floating beside Coleridge, it was a non-Euclidean geometric abstract object, which looked like a projection of a high-dimensional object in this plane.

Its other part should be in another plane.

Roland said, "Is that the Wishing Machine? Not a projection of the Wishing Machine. Or rather, a door opened with the Wishing Machine."

After a pause, Roland looked at Coleridge and said, "You still have the power of the Wishing Machine... Oh, I understand. You never left. Was the thing at the table the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit?

No, it's you.

You are the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit, and the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit is you.

You had already merged with one of the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirits before I came. You have already become one with a Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit.

You're really crazy, Coleridge."

Coleridge looked at Roland and nodded deeply, saying, "How did you do it? What kind of magic is this?"

Roland knew what he was referring to—after he was awakened by Senior Sister's voice just now, he briefly regained consciousness, so he ate the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit.

This Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit no longer exists.

Only Roland is left.

And Coleridge discovered that the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit had suddenly turned into Roland, so he looked very surprised.

Roland naturally wouldn't tell the enemy about his magic.

He asked instead, "Coleridge, you can retain your complete self after merging with the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit, and you haven't eaten those tens of thousands of people. This shows that you haven't entered the Gate of Madness, but have already stepped into the Gate of Axioms.

Then, since you have already stepped into the second Gate of Axioms of Wisdom, why do you still have to forcefully drag everyone to specifically walk through that third Gate of Madness?

Once you walk through this gate, you have to swallow everyone. Why? Why do you have to do this?

Just to cure everyone?

To turn everyone into you?"

Coleridge looked at Roland and nodded deeply, with a very gratified look in his eyes—his good student has amazing comprehension. He sees a leopard through a tube, but he can always see the whole leopard!

But he shook his head again—his student can't understand his ideas after all.

Coleridge said, "Roland, you don't understand. I am saving you.

I can't let you follow the old path of our world.

In order to help you, in order to correct this world that can still be saved, I am willing to pay any price!"

As he said that, Coleridge looked into the distance, his eyes peering remotely at the wizards who were destroying the barrier and trying to break into the inpatient department.

He reached out and tapped the non-Euclidean geometric abstract object, and then the abstract collection suddenly trembled.

"Haven't you always wanted to see that world? Let's go there and cut off your prefrontal lobe."

In his words, the non-Euclidean geometric abstract object suddenly grew larger, enveloping Coleridge, Roland, and many Mind-Stealing Holy Spirits at the speed of light.

In that instant, Roland felt the surrounding scene suddenly turn dark. He felt as if he had fallen into a black hole.

Slowly, there was light in front of his vision. This little bit of light grew rapidly.

Then, Roland seemed to have drilled out of a void passage and arrived in a desolate and dilapidated building.

Roland's eyes moved slightly.

This is actually the great chapel of the Wilmick Monastery.

But it seems to have been abandoned for many years.

The former grandeur no longer exists, and everything is dilapidated and withered.

Outside the broken stained-glass windows, there is thick mold. There is a huge red celestial body in the sky, which almost covers 3/4 of the sky,

Under the gravity of that huge celestial body, the earth is cracked everywhere and has been fragmented. Many gravels are floating in the air.

According to the distance between this celestial body and the earth, this world should have been torn apart long ago and then fallen into the celestial body.

At least the air should have been drawn away.

But in this plane, there seems to be a strange and viscous substance. It floods the entire world like a tide. This keeps the sky (atmosphere) and the earth in a certain integrity.

But this tide is not a guardian.

It is devouring this world, assimilating it.

Those moons and the mold on the ground are not guardians either. They are trying to destroy this world—to destroy it before that viscous substance consumes it completely.

That strange, viscous substance is everywhere, rippling like seawater. Whenever a ripple appears, it reflects the starlight in seven colors.

Suddenly, Roland remembered a myth from an ancient scripture.

—In a certain year, in a certain month, the Red Moon (celestial phenomenon), the Black Tide (disaster), the Holy Tree transformed into the sacred Garden of Eden (miracle), the end of days for a certain plane.

This scene seemed to be unfolding in this world.

The giant Red Moon and the mold everywhere were destroying this thing at the cost of sacrificing the world.

But this 'thing' seemed impossible to destroy, as countless planes had already witnessed the 'end of days'.

Suddenly, as if the tide had receded, the apocalyptic scene before his eyes vanished with visible speed.

The tide disappeared, the Red Moon disappeared, the mold disappeared...

Roland muttered, "So, this is the Black Tide?"

Koled said, "The frequency of the tide is increasing, and the time it takes to recede is getting later and later. This plane is almost finished. You saw it, didn't you, Roland? You should see it more clearly than us, right?"

Koled seemed unable to see the previous scene at all. He could only vaguely sense the changes during high and low tide.

Roland said, "I saw it. Why did this place become like this?"

Koled said, "The wizards believe that this is a phenomenon caused by the leakage of the 'seawater' from the lower world. It's like two fish tanks stacked on top of each other.

The top one contains freshwater fish, and the bottom one contains saltwater fish.

The water in the top one is limited, while the saltwater in the bottom one is infinite.

Originally, there was a layer of skin between the two fish tanks, but someone broke through it. So, the seawater flooded into the freshwater.

As the salinity increased, the saltwater fish could gradually swim in the freshwater tank, while the freshwater fish slowly became unable to survive.

The Church believes that the source of all this chaos comes from the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

He was a wizard of the mystic side, a wizard whose talent far exceeded Alexandra's.

He ignited the Divine Fire in just a few years and grew to a level beyond the limits of this world in just over a decade.

But he was unwilling to ascend, so the sky was pierced, and the descent of the Evil God was invited.

They are all right, because that person broke that skin."

Roland's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What's the name of that Holy Son of the Apocalypse?"