Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

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The main entrance of the catacombs is in Purgatory Square near the Intis Observatory. The building containing the entrance is supported by pillars, and the height is a dome full of stone carvings, like a shrunken memorial hall or the ground of a huge mausoleum. part.

When Lumian arrived, there were already 20 or 30 people gathered by the downward stairs. They were dressed in different clothes, but they were all dressed in more formal clothes, including men and women.

Standing in front of these people was a man in his thirties wearing a blue vest and yellow trousers. He had slightly curly brown hair, a bushy beard, and slightly upturned eyes. Calcium carbide lamp.

He said to the twenty or thirty people in a loud voice: "I am Kendall, one of the administrators of the catacombs, and I am in charge of leading you to visit those ossuary halls today.

"Has everyone got a white candle ready? If not, let me know right away."

tourist? Lumian set his sights on the stone stairs behind Kendall.

It stretched all the way down, submerged in the thick darkness, with no end in sight.

Not far from Kendal, there is an open heavy door, which is made of thick wood, half of which is painted with golden paint with the holy symbol of the sun, and half of which has a solid triangle filled with symbols such as steam, levers, and gears.

After getting a confirmed answer, Kendall turned on the calcium carbide lamp, turned around and walked underground, followed by the tourists, some carrying lanterns. Lumian was four or five meters behind them, holding the calcium carbide lamp he got from Ramaye, and walked down the stone steps at a leisurely pace.

With his super-enhanced ears, it is not difficult to hear the introductions made by the tomb administrator Kendall at the front: "After walking the 138 stairs, at a place 26 meters below the city streets of Trier, you will see nearly The skeletons of 50 generations of Trier." Forty-seven years ago, there was no land for the dead to be buried in the Cemetery of the Innocents and the Cemetery of the Priests. White bones were thrown everywhere. They all took to the streets to protest, wanting the city hall to take the cemetery out of the city...

"In the end, the city hall chose to go underground. They opened up some Quaternary tombs with multiple nearby underground quarries, forming a very, very, very large tomb... What you can visit today is only part of it..." Kendall The sound echoed in the quiet and dark stairs with no end in sight, which made people feel the fear of the tomb and the underground.

Going down one step at a time, Lumian finally saw a road separated by stone pillars and sandwich walls.

Unlike other places in the underground world, this road has obviously been repaired and is being maintained daily. There are no potholes at all. It is flat and spacious, but it is quite gloomy, and there are gusts of cold wind blowing through it from time to time .

On this road, there are gas lamps installed at intervals. They emit yellowish fire light, making light and darkness intertwined and extending into the distance.

Kendall, wearing a blue vest, once again reminded visitors: "You must follow me closely, and you cannot act alone!" There are too many areas underground that we lack understanding. Once you lose your way, it is difficult to find them again.

"When you enter the tomb, you can't walk around. There are some roads leading to deeper tombs. The evil spirits of the Fourth Epoch hiding in the darkness sleep in this kind of place. Praise the sun and the light. Only by following the route we have confirmed can we avoid all dangers."

Some visitors spread their arms and praised the sun, while others drew triangles on their chests.

After following the tomb manager Kendall and the others for nearly two hundred meters, Lumian saw the catacombs.

There stands a huge stone doorway that was naturally formed and modified later, and the two sides are covered with exquisite reliefs such as skulls, bone arms, sunflowers, and steam symbols.

On the topmost lintel, there are two inscriptions written in the Intis language "Stop!

"Ahead is the Empire of Death!"

The tomb administrator Kendall turned around again and said to the visitors: "You can turn off the lanterns and light the white candles, everyone must do this!" If you don't want to enter the tomb, you can stroll around here, but you can't Leave too far, otherwise it is easy to get lost, and you will be in trouble when the time comes.

"After entering the tomb, if you accidentally leave the team, don't be nervous. Look for the road sign. If there is no road sign, look up and follow the black line drawn on the top of the tomb. It will continue to the main entrance and exit..."

Not long after, the light of the lantern was extinguished, and orange candle flames jumped out in the darkness.

The visitors simultaneously held up white candles and followed Kendall into the catacombs.

Looking at it from a distance, Lumian seemed to see a little bit of yellowish fire light converging into a stream, slowly swimming into the depths of darkness.

He didn't go in, and with the calcium carbide lamp, he went around the gate of the tomb to look for the false wizard Ostatruel.

A few minutes later, Lumian saw a bonfire.

It was next to a pillar, and the stone wall above it was covered with a lot of wet moss.

Sitting on a rock behind the bonfire was a man in a black robe with a hood. He had a high nose, dark brown eyes, and a flaxen beard that covered his chin. He was staring at the beating of the flames.

Lumian walked over and asked directly, "Are you Ostatruel?"

The man in the hood raised his head, looked at Lumian, and said in a deliberately suppressed, magnetic and deep voice: "Lost soul, why did you come to me?"

Firelight and darkness alternate in Aosta. The jump on Trull's face made it impossible to judge his exact age. We can only guess that he may be less than thirty years old, or he may be close to forty.

Aosta. Trull said in a hoarse and slightly magnetic voice: "Witchcraft is a taboo, witchcraft is a curse, and I will not provide help at will."

"What do I need to do?" Lumian asked anxiously.

Aosta said in a low voice: "The principle of witchcraft is equal exchange. You first tell me what help you want."

Lumian resisted the urge to be mocking and provocative, and his expression became painful: "I lost all my relatives, I feel abandoned by this world, I can't sleep every night, every night, I want to forget these things , start your life anew.”

Aosta. Trull observed Lumian's expression and found no falsehood.

He nodded slightly: "I have also lost a lot, it is the curse brought by witchcraft, I can understand your feelings and thoughts.

"But it's hard to forget the pain."

"Okay..." Lumian sighed long, turned around, and was about to leave.

Aosta quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute, it's hard, it doesn't mean there's no way."

"Really?" Lumian turned his head abruptly, with excitement written all over his face.

Aosta nodded slightly and said, "No." Lumian shook his head.

Aosta glanced at the burning bonfire and explained briefly: "There is a muddy spring in a certain ossuary in the catacombs. It is called the Samaritan Woman's Spring, also known as the Fountain of Forgotten, the Fountain of Forgotten , as long as you drink it, you can completely forget all the pain.

"Many corpses there are singing, singing 'Drink the water of happiness and forgetfulness, and forget the original pain'."

"I can help you get it, but the principle of equivalent exchange cannot be violated. You need to give me 100 Felkin."

Lumian listened carefully at first, but the dislocation of the price made him feel funny.

So the precious spring water can't compare to the two months' salary of an apprentice waiter?

Lumian widened his eyes, rushed to Aosta's side, pressed his shoulder and said, "Really?"

Aosta pushed his palm away and nodded calmly: "This is a wizard's promise."

"Okay, okay!" Lumian replied excitedly, "But I didn't bring so much money, so I'll go back now and come here to find you tomorrow?"

Aosta nodded in satisfaction: "No problem."

Lumian thanked repeatedly, took the calcium carbide lamp, and left the area excitedly.

When he was out of Aosta's sight, he restrained his smile, raised his right palm, and took a light sniff of the less obvious perfume.

Before arriving at the observatory area, he sprayed some low-quality perfume on his right hand, just now deliberately touching Aosta's body.

All the way back to the ground, Lumian sat behind the pillar, hid his figure, and waited patiently.

The sky was getting dark, and when dusk was approaching, he smelled the faint and familiar scent of perfume.

Lumian was not in a hurry to follow, and it took a while before he walked out of the hiding place, following the little smell left by Aosta, so far that he could hardly see the other party's figure behind him.

Carriages passed by his side, and exaggerated mechanical creations appeared from time to time.