I Transmigrated To A Mafia Character From A BL Dark ! - Chapter 133

R-16 (Scenes with a description of murder and corpses, advise caution when reading chapter)

Of course, Giovanni ideally would stay in the safe room but seeing as there had been two deaths one floor below his… The young man had better be in his close care.

“The death must have been watched and the scene looks very clean, the person had time to clean the room and put more wood in the fireplace… A killer who feels very comfortable, which is pretty scary”

Emery said to Arabeth and Azarphy looking around the room, his expression got a little colder and his eyes looked as calm as a still lake in the night.

Inside, Emery was cursing the book genre again, the dark worlds were very evil and the deaths were gruesome, luckily he was bathed in horror and horror movies but the nausea was still strong.

He smelled a strange smell of burning flesh and the ferrous smell of blood lurking in his stomach, so with utter misfortune, he imprinted the scene of the crime (which would never leave his memory) in his memory.

Emery came out of the room and saw the two pale-faced priests sitting on the floor, he then touched Father Bianco on the shoulder who came to after being called a few times.

“Put some holy power in him,” Azarphy said suddenly. Emery wanted to ask why, but first realizing what the other said, this didn’t seem like the time for his curiosity.

The sacred power flowed into Father Bianco’s body, he felt the gentle heat permeating his body and blinked his eyes a little, his mind seemed confused earlier.

“Hypnotic Death Spell”

Azarphy said briefly explaining that it was a spell used by dark sorcerers and witches with ties to the god of death. A corpse, usually of animals, is used to create a death environment that leaves people’s minds confused and they get stuck in the room.

Usually, dead crows or doves have used the effect being restricted area and with a minimum duration of 30 minutes, which would give enough time to expel or kill those captured in the hypnotic trap. Users of this spell place it in a room before the laboratory.

Some use the head of cattle and wolves in the fences that surround the house which would give them a wider reach, especially if they spread the animal body parts across the land, this would prevent others from finding their house.

The hypnotic death spell was usually used with a higher spell which is the corpse conservation spell, not everyone can do such a spell as the level is quite high, so there would always be an exchange of animals that was spread across the lands of the sorcerers of darkness and the witches who follow the god of death.

The sacred energy was quite effective in breaking such a spell, as the light manifests in the purest form and can gently enter the mortal body.

Father Bianco felt better, but fear became predominant where before there was only a feeling of detachment and confusion, he looked at Bishop Darcy who kept his calm, strangely this made him also remain calm.

“I’m going to check the other locked room, you should notify the holy knights. Tell them not to get too close to the body, apparently, it could be the work of a Dark Sorcerer”

Emery spoke seriously, patting Father Bianco on the shoulder, he looked at Father Gonzales but didn’t help the old man. The old priest had better remain still for the time being.

“Call a doctor too to help the old man”

Emery warned, turning his back on Father Bianco, he would check the other priest’s room, his mind was prepared already being warned by Arabeth that a bizarre scene would unfold before him.

The heavy wooden door creaked as it was “forced” by Emery, of course, it was Azarphy who moved the door, luckily Father Bianco had already come down to call for help.

The fetid smell of iron and decay hit Emery’s face full in, his stomach that was already in knots grew heavier, but he ignored the uneasiness and took the final steps into the completely dark room.

Emery threw some light on the lighting items that quickly lit up making the room brighter, the cold was greater than he imagined, but he ignored the icy fingertips as he looked around the stone room.

The blood looked brighter than normal running down the walls, which was pretty weird since it must have clotted from the cold he felt in the room. The wall seemed to be weeping blood and some of the blood was covering the table and curtains at the window, looking like shiny, decorative, and appetizing sweets, if not for the smell of rot and iron, even the heavy smell of urine mingled in the room making Emery a little more disgusted.

How much blood did a human being have in his body to be able to paint half the room red?

“Preservation Spell”

The name came to Emery’s mind almost automatically, the original Emery works a lot in the lab and with small animals for the tests he needed. This spell was often used by him to preserve some experiment for study or to show it to others.

“This is too sadistic”

Emery thought suddenly, he was a psychology layman, but this couldn’t be considered normal murder.

The old Father Costa’s body was in a position similar to Father Marco’s, shamefully lying with his legs pulled back and open, with a white tunic raised to show the shredded penis.

Unlike Father Marco, who had his organ cruelly torn out and possibly burned, Father Costa’s sex was shredded into minced meat.

“Hey, look at this,” Arabeth called Emery over to the fireplace that was unlit, the closer he got, the colder he felt.

Emery felt something wet touching his leather boot, he looked down in disgust and healthy fear at the strange black liquid.

“Dark Matter, this is a secretion left by nightmare bugs,” Arabeth said, looking disdainfully at the black liquid.

“What is Nightmare Animals”

“Creatures of the Abyss, they’re not very deadly in general… They feed on fear, but don’t kill directly”

Azarphy clarified Emery’s doubts and made sure the death was done with human hands.

“Who can summon creatures from the abyss?” Emery asked curiously. Whoever killed Father Marco could have been a dark sorcerer or a witch servant of the God of Death.

Could the suspect summon a creature from the abyss as well?

“A real Warlock”

“So it could be two killers?” Emery asked thoughtfully.

“Probably, since a Warlock who can summon a creature from the abyss, he could not serve the god of death and employ such methods with the corpse”

Arabeth spoke with some understanding on the subject, the demons knew the Warlocks were good partners and good souls for them to crave. Of course, demons with titles like Arabeth disdained the Warlocks, as they could do better things by themselves.

“Could a dark sorcerer do both?” Emery asked with some doubt, after all, this killer could have a strange body like his.

“A dark sorcerer is like a Wizard only they chose to use bloody and cruel methods with others, they have no contracts with any other species. Without contracts or servitude to some god, it is impossible to carry out this call for an abysmal creature… And Witches are very faithful to the gods they choose to serve”

Azarphy tried to explain about the dark sorcerers, they were very selfish and proud, believing that alone they could transcend the powers of those who devoted themselves to gods and demons to increase their powers.

Warlocks can make contracts with angels or demons, which can increase their magical powers, Witches can serve a specific god by gaining divine blessings by increasing their powers, yes, Witches can only be women what Warlocks cannot.

Are not Witchs and Priests the same?

Priests stay and pray and go on quests to gain more reputation for the god they serve, while Witches sacrifice items considered precious to the gods or perform tasks that many would refuse to do in the gods’ names.

The more sacrifices or the more dangerous tasks performed, the Witches gain more powers and “unlock” powers such as “Vision”, “Levitation” and “Transformation”.

Vision can predict the near or far future, it depends on the sacrifice of items performed to increase the strength and reach of this power.

Levitation Allowing them to levitate and reach a small flight of 10km per minute for a few minutes, the spell is a bit taxing and can only be used twice in a single day.

Transformation is the power to transform the body into anything from small animals to other people for a few hours. The spell can last until the Witch’s MANA runs out, and can be used infinitely.

“If it’s a Witch that would explain the use of the divine item as Oblivion,” Emery said thinking for a moment as he walked out of the murder room.

“Witch and Warlock together…. Wait, wouldn’t a woman have been easily noticed here?” Emery felt a little dizzy at the thought that there would be a woman in a place that could only be men and he abhorred the presence of women.