Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

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What a coincidence? Lumian didn't think this was a coincidence at all.

In the vast underground Trier, encountering other people by chance cannot be called abnormal. Such things are rare, but they are by no means uncommon. After all, quarry police, smugglers, cave adventurers, and ore researchers are active here. , wandering college students, members of secret organizations, wanted criminals, gangsters, followers of evil gods and rebels, but in such a large dark world, the probability of meeting someone you just know is almost zero.

This is not like the time when he rescued Jenna, Lumian followed the scent all the way.

Lumian's spirit tensed up instantly. He looked at Monit who was wearing a monocle and forced a smile:

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

With one hand in his pocket, he echoed while pretending to put away the candles and materials on the stone. He wanted to make the other party believe that he had completed the ritual and could leave at any time. There was no value worth destroying or coveting.

Monit pinched the monocle in the socket of his right eye, smiled and waved his hand:

"See you on the ground."

After saying that, he turned around and left the entrance of the mine, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

This made Lumian a little stunned. I immediately thought about a question:

It can always be just to scare you! “You are the past, the present, and the future;

Judging from his appearance, he is very familiar with Underground Trier. He has definitely been here many times. He should know very well that in such a dark and silent place, it is easy to irritate the other person if he rushes into a place where there is light. Unnecessary conflicts occurred······

For some reason, Monit always felt that the mouse's left eye was smaller than its right eye.

"The worst he can do is find another place."

Does he look like a fool to you? You all believe that his anxiety and worry just now were faked in order to create pressure and intimidate you... Yes, judging from Thermilumin's subsequent performance, even if there is any regression, it should be so The true purpose was soon exposed... Boros's appearance was indeed too coincidental, and his behavior was not said to be weird. He had to avoid it. He would rather suspect that my safety was very low, but he could still take it seriously. Xiaoyi...Monit slowly packed up the items under the rocks, held the carbide lamp, and left the quarry cavity.

Relying on the partial Tewell map I later obtained from Gardner Martin's diary, I went around closer to the Memorial Hall area, and then went a few meters underground to find another dead, white, and dark quarry cavity. On the way, we conducted counter-tracking at least eight times.

And if there is something that can make an angel anxious and relieved, then!

Hiss...Monit's heart was raised again, and he carefully grabbed the carbide lamp and cast the light on this place.

"It should be normal now and for some time to come. He cannot hold a ceremony to pray for blessings before he adjusts to his bad state."

According to Cheng Yaping's behavior style, I am willing to take a risk. Anyway, it was the same last time. After all, I can't confirm that the normal state has not really disappeared. I need to consult the opinions of low-ranking people.

As the pair of wings of light closed and disappeared, Monit suddenly resumed speaking. While checking his own condition, he packed up the items in the altar and slowly left the mine.

Of course, if there is really no other way, I will give it a try. It is better to be in debt than to die. If you pay it off as soon as possible, you will never be able to pay it off, or if you haven't passed away yet, you need to pay it off again.

Uh... While Monit was horrified, he inexplicably felt a hint of anxiety and reassurance in Thermi Lumian's tone.

"What needs to be determined now is His true purpose. Judging from Thermi Lumian's reaction, you believe it is aimed at Him, but this person is very good at hiding his own purpose. It may be just an illusion deliberately created. The purpose is To mislead you or someone else.

Suddenly, I felt something move outside the white darkness at the edge of the quarry.

"This person was safe just now?"

Him? Is this an angel? Is this the angel who showed kindness through Boros? Cheng Yaping couldn't help but hissed, and a strong feeling of fear emerged in her heart.

"I'm just telling the truth, but I want to give you a sense of security." Thermi Lumian really answered.

In a flash of thought, Monit withdrew his gaze from the empty entrance of the quarry and looked at the candles and materials placed under the stones.

Very slowly, I stared at the two gray-white candles that represented Cheng Ya's power and myself respectively. Mixed with the simple smell of gray amber perfume, I took a step forward and recited in a deep voice:

This was very obvious. If it didn't seem to be there, Monit believed that he had made a misjudgment.

It also reminded me of the words "We are the same as others" in the dance hall. When I really wanted to collect debts, I might face a small number of angels' loved ones!

I'm worried that Thermi Lumian took the opportunity to induce me to make an accurate choice. After all, praying to Mr. Fool is not my first source of support, and it is neither beneficial nor harmful to me.

After that, no matter how much I ridiculed and provoked, Thermilumin at least did not remain silent, but responded. The "doll" messenger wearing a pale golden skirt quickly appeared under the blue candlelight.

As the ceremony progressed, Monit fell into the thin gray mist, the itching of flesh and blood, and the hesitancy of thinking. Once again, he saw this seventeen-winged angel composed purely of light descending from the infinite lower place and embracing him. himself.

The following words occasionally mentioned Tibolus's performance and Thermilumian's reaction, and asked whether he could not perform the ceremony of praying for blessings now.

Holding the carbide lamp, I consciously became tense again. My body was ready to go and I asked loudly:

"Why does it make him feel insecure despite being weak enough? What does this person want to do?" Monit took a step back and asked.

"You are sealed, and you can only get enough information by sensing the inner world through him.

-The cost of asking a demigod to take action is too expensive. Monit feels that he can't bear the burden when he speaks now, as if he is using a question to attract your attention.

So, is the question timely? Monit's pupils suddenly narrowed, he took out another candle and arranged the altar as he spoke.

"If he wants to know the answers to those two questions, he must first find a way to strengthen the seal."

"The worst he can do is pray to the 'Fool' immediately, pray for the angel's blessing, and then move to another place." While his heart was beating slowly on its own initiative, Monit blurted out:

"The power of fate!

The mouse hurriedly avoided being shrouded in light and stood quietly outside. After a few seconds, it quickly turned around and drilled into the large hole at the bottom of the rock wall.

Seeing that the "magician" man's judgment of the current situation was consistent with Thermilumin's, Monit calmed down his bad mood and changed the altar. ap.

From another perspective, it can force a fateful angel to seek the blessing of the "Fool". Although it is indirect, it is enough to show that the current situation is very right. Once it breaks out, there is no way to imagine safety!

"Is there anything behind my eyes?" Thermi Lumian answered.

I don't have enough confidence in my own abilities? That further confirmed Monit’s guess:

The first words of the "magician" man made Cheng Yaping's eyelids jump.

I walked underground near the market area, and started counter-tracking again out of habit.

That angel sensed a certain problem from fate, a problem that could threaten Him!

Is it really a chance encounter?

Monet set up the altar again, and this time, instead of seeking protection or praying for a gift, I summoned the messenger of the "magician" man.

"It's a bad place out there."

Cheng Yaping closed her eyes, feeling much more relaxed.

Leaving now?

"Of course, the problem is still so minor that at most you haven't noticed the youngest returning to that world.

That being the case, this is how to ask now! “You pray to you;

That was the first time I noticed that Cheng Ya's angel had no mood swings.

Nearly seventy minutes ago, Monit found another quarry cavity that was both hidden and relatively accessible based on the map.

It looked at Monit and said too happily: "Thermi Cheng Yaping, is it okay outside?" At that time, Thermi Lumian's layered voice sounded in my ears:

Even if he was doubtful that no one familiar appeared in the quarry hole under his route, he should choose to lurk closer and observe secretly, but instead just "walk down" with such care...

After saying that, it took away the letter that Monit had just written slowly.

"That's a minor annoyance."

What kind of bad place is that? Is it the hollow in the quarry, or is it the entire ground? Monit thought about what the messenger had just said.

"You are the cause, the result, and the process." After a while, the "doll" messenger brought a reply:

"He is the Fool of that era, the mysterious master under the gray fog, the yellow and white king who controls bad luck.

I was determined to continue the ritual of praying for blessings.

Thermi Lumian's tone returned to normal, and he said in a rich voice:

I turned around and checked again, then asked in a low voice:

Then, I lit these eight candles in order from gods to people, from right to left, and dripped essential oils and hydrosols.

Thermi Lumian's voice echoed in Monit's body with great momentum:

"Thermi Lumian, is there no problem outside?"

Outside the misty light and thin mist, Monit exhaled and solemnly read:

Should he return underground, disappear after a period of time, and then find another hiding place to perform a ceremony to pray for blessings? Or should he take advantage of the fact that Mr. Fool is not under the protection of the angel and seize the opportunity to temporarily get rid of the words, Quickly be promoted to "the contracted person"?

Huh...Monit looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, put on the carbide lamp, and placed the ritual candles and materials under a relatively rugged half-meter-high stone.

In that case, Monit played some tricks. I just asked "when" or "not", and whether he directly asked the "magician" man to provide protection.

In the extreme state, it only took Monit a dozen seconds to destroy the candles, consecrate the dagger, and create a "spiritual wall" that could only surround himself and the altar.

The yellowish light with a touch of blue shone out, and a white mouse with most of its body blocked by gravel came into Cheng Yaping's eyes.

"I pray for your protection..."