The delivery man froze, taken aback by the unexpected response. Momentarily forgetting his following words, he clutched the plastic bag and glared at Aria, attempting to appear intimidating.Aria studied his face. His high, sharp cheekbones gave him a harsh appearance. Despite his forced professional smile, his spiteful demeanor shone through."Alright, I'll be more careful next time," the delivery man mumbled, then raised his hand. "This coffee is for Mr. Sweeney.""There's no Mr. Sweeney here. Why don't you come in and see for yourself?" Aria said, her voice lacking conviction. The delivery man appeared to have been waiting for her invitation. He entered the room with his wet shoes.His gaze fell, and his expression darkened. "Why do you keep complaining about my deliveries? Do you know how much those complaints cost me? Rich people like you don't care about how your actions affect our livelihood! You're trying to hide the fact that you live alone by using the name 'Mr. Sweeney
The delivery man wanted to escape, but Aria cornered him by the hotel room window. Upon seeing that, he stammered, affecting a pathetic tone, "Please, miss, I'm just here for a delivery. I wouldn't hurt a fly."Aria narrowed her eyes and took a step closer. "Really?" she said, her voice cool. "The first thing a supernatural phenomenon disrupts is communication."She pulled out her phone and opened a web page. "This app isn't one I use often," she explained, "but the moment I clicked on it, the homepage refreshed automatically to a news article from seven years ago.""It tells the story of a young woman who often complained about a delivery man, eventually causing him to break down and push her. This accident turned into an irreversible tragedy. When the incident was exposed, the delivery man's background ignited pity from others."He had some mental health issues. Moreover, the young woman lived in a luxurious residential area and often fought with others. Her neighbors noted tha
The delivery man's hair stood on end, his eyes darting fearfully around the room.Earthbound spirits within an Earthbound Manifestation became unkillable echoes, their existence an endless loop. Even potent talismans, imbued with cleansing energy, couldn't break the cycle. But the tide turned when Chaos itself seeped into the manifestation.However, an ancient beast like Chaos could consume an entire Earthbound Manifestation in a single, devastating act.Why was Chaos here?It shouldn't be here!Ancient texts documented how Chaos and Peril perished during the great avalanche on the snowy mountain. They were buried beneath 3,000 feet of ice. The heavens wouldn't tolerate such ferocious beasts, denying them reincarnation. Yet, there stood Sam. The delivery man's hands trembled. He might have missed the child as Chaos if not for his current form. After all, Sam appeared ordinary, a bit pale, but otherwise unremarkable. He even wore a Charm Coin and a magical copper bell, signifying
Suddenly, Aria smiled at the delivery man. "Did you think I read that message for no reason?"Upon hearing this, the delivery man froze. He seemed to have realized something and frantically tried to back away.She didn't give him the chance to retreat. "No spirits trapped in the Earthbound Manifestation would dare speak of the conjurer. Angering them has unimaginable repercussions. But your behavior suggests you're not afraid. You know the conjurer won't appear while you're here."You murdered someone and got away with it. The young woman who died was discussed for a long time, and you used your story to gain sympathy. The Earthbound Manifestation can trap many spirits, not just the dead but also living souls, and even wrongly killed animals. Some individuals with strong fixations get lured inside, unable to escape."Every time you bring meals and insist on entering the door, it's not your fixation but the conjurer's. The conjurer is reminding everyone who enters the manifestation'
Philip looked around, not entirely understanding what was happening.Suddenly, a voice came from the corner of the room, "Thank you."It was a young woman's voice, soft and low, as if she was speaking right next to his ear.Philip felt a chill down his back and immediately hid behind Aria.Landon looked at him with obvious disdain and coldness in his eyes.At this moment, Philip could no longer care about offending anyone. He was scared that there would be more danger. "Aria, what's happening?"Aria ignored him and instead looked at the television in the living room.The delivery man appeared flustered on the TV. He was moving the young woman, and the keys in his pocket fell out when he bent down.Aria noticed this scene and looked at the void again. Her voice was calm as she said, "You've taken your revenge; it's time to let go of your resentment. You need to let go of this manifestation willingly."The only response was the frantic rattling of the cup and the TV screen flick
Aria clearly didn't want to take Landon along.Upon seeing this, Landon raised an eyebrow and looked at Philip. "Mr. Wagner, do you want to go for a walk?""No!" Philip quickly shook his head. "Mr. York, let's listen to Aria and watch over Mrs. Carver. It's too chaotic outside!"Landon twirled the rosary bracelet on his wrist. He didn't say a word. It was hard to make out his expression as he stood in the dark.Compared to Philip, he had many questions in his mind.For example, he wondered why the delivery man seemed to recognize him.The night outside grew darker.Countless earthbound spirits fought to escape.The good ones were trampled underfoot by the malicious ones, and a large group had already ripped open a passage to reality.At this moment, Sam appeared. He swallowed large swaths of black mist to block the exit and keep them from getting out.All evil spirits rose to the surface, leaving the subterranean vacant but for a sacrificial altar.The word "altar" felt like
The mother and son conspired to bring misfortune upon happy families. The old woman believed a daughter-in-law from a fortunate background would be ideal.There were no real demons, only the darkness that lurked within human hearts, twisting desires into temptations, which led to the manifestation. Only a single object remained with the Earthbound Manifestation shattered and vengeful spirits trapped within a Charm Coin by Aria. It was a simple candle jar, a customary offering to Gaia in times long past. However, this practice had become increasingly uncommon with waning faith in Gaia.Ever the pragmatist, Aria retrieved the jar, recognizing the value of even the most ordinary loot. As the remaining trapped spirits surged toward the surface, one among them cried out, searching for her daughter.Stepping forward, Aria inquired, "Is your daughter the seventh in line with the surname Carver?"The spirit, its consciousness fading, confirmed, "Yes, she was abducted. She wore a tiger ha
A lone candle jar on the east side of Daemon Grimlock's study exploded.His face contorted in shock, a stark contrast to his previous composure while studying the fortune. He stared at the shattered glass in disbelief. A violent cough erupted from his lungs, expelling blood as his blood pressure spiked.The commotion alerted the secretary outside, who attempted to enter. "Mr. Grimlock?""It's nothing!" Grasping his cane for support, Daemon clutched another candle jar tightly. His voice, aged by a decade in a mere moment, rasped, "Send someone to check on Owen. I need to know what he's doing right now.""Yes, sir!" The secretary promptly complied.A sinister glint flickered in Daemon's eyes.He struggled to understand what was happening. The Carver family's fortune, which he had painstakingly amassed, was inexplicably slipping away, trickling back to its rightful owners."Wait," he croaked, halting the secretary. "Ask Blake if Owen still trusts him implicitly, like before."Daem