However, no matter what, we must first activate the Pathfinder; otherwise, we would be like headless flies, wandering aimlessly in the Cursed Domain.
Sasha stood beside them, staring blankly at the ink-black sky above, akin to a spilled ink bottle, and glanced around at the colorless surroundings in bewilderment, feeling as if she were in a surreal nightmare.
"Lord Leon, what is happening around us?" the female officer asked, trying to maintain her composure.
"We’re in an ambush; this isn’t something ordinary people can do. We are now stuck in a rift in time and space between reality and the Spirit Realm," Leon replied solemnly.
"Order your men not to stray too far from me. The time and space are chaotic here; if you get lost, you’ll never return to reality."
Sasha was startled by Leon’s words, but faced with such bizarre circumstances, no matter how incredible it seemed, she could only choose to trust his judgment. She then turned and called the warriors to gather as closely as possible.
Leon took the Magic Lantern from his waist, turned the wheel, and switched the Guardian Spirit Holy Lamp to Pathfinder mode.
Although uncertain whether the Pathfinder would be effective in this plane, which might or might not have Earth Spiritual Veins, it was the only option to try.
He crouched down, placing the lantern on the ground, injecting Magic Power into it.
A pre-set Summoning Spirit Demon Pattern quickly spread beneath Leon.
The soul bait simulated by Magic Power inside the lantern began to take effect, attempting to lure the Wandering Souls lingering here.
Without showing a change in expression, Leon glanced sideways at Olivia and the knights, signaling them.
The young girl understood, nodded, and quietly approached the Church Soldiers with the Holy War Army.
Should any locals show signs of being possessed by a Demon, she would immediately restrain them.
Fortunately, with Leon by her side, performing Demon Exorcism in time would not endanger their lives.
Leon clapped his hands and stood up, waiting for the local Wandering Souls to take the bait, while turning to look at Colonel Sasha.
"I will find a way to get you out as soon as possible, but it will take some time. Until then, it’s best for you to sincerely pray for the steadfastness of your faith in your heart.
This time and space have a significant impact on ordinary people’s spirits; if your mind is empty and you think wildly, you may unknowingly ’lose your mind.’"
Hearing that Leon had a way out, Sasha felt slightly reassured, cautiously asking, "Are you suggesting we pray to Suviel, the God of Dawn, for his protection?"
"Well, if you are devout enough and can firm your will... huh? Wait! No! You cannot pray to him," Leon suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly stopping her.
If the god they believe in here is truly, as he suspects, an ancient Lorelette Mage... what if the entity became demonized with those fallen popes in ancient times?
Calling upon a high-ranking Spirit Realm Demon’s name in a Spiritual Field would be courting death.
"What I mean is, praying to your ancient deity here may have other risks; it’s better to choose another. Besides the God of Dawn, don’t you have any cultural or political beliefs?" Leon asked helplessly.
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A few Dawn Warriors seemed to have said something, and the female officer’s expression turned strange, a bit embarrassed, as she turned to face Leon, seemingly drawing other magic:
"My warriors want to ask... could they pray directly to you?"
Leon, who was pre-engraving a Demon Exorcism Array just in case, was astonished and turned around.