Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

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Lumian was squinting his eyes halfway, feeling the opening of the pores all over his body, and suddenly had a very strong premonition of danger.

In the ruins of the dream, he had many similar experiences. He slammed the brakes on the car and fell to the side, like a sack of flesh that had no bones and could not stand upright.

The sound of whining wind filled his ears, and a sharp ax grazed Lumian's body and smashed into the air.

Lumian fell to the ground with a slap, trying to stand up in a rolling manner, but at this moment, pale or dark or strange or evil arms stretched out from the surrounding shadows, grabbing his clothes , hooped his body.

The cold feeling and stiff experience quickly soaked into Lumian's body. While he was twisting wildly, trying to get rid of the confinement by relying on his strong flexibility, he opened his throat and shouted loudly:

"Help…"

His mouth was covered by two evil palms covered with tiny bumps, and his voice stopped abruptly, leaving only whimpering movements. "

At the same time, Lumian saw an elongated human-shaped shadow reflected on the wall, and raised the ax in his hand towards him.

when!

A two-handed giant sword made purely of light blocked the axe's downward strike.

Ryan was the first to rush over. He didn't even care about putting on the "Armor of Dawn", but condensed the "Sword of Dawn".

And the ax that exists in a shadow state shows a heavy, sharp, and blackish shape as soon as it is separated from the wall.

The second person who came to the door of the washroom was Liya who was in the opposite study. The little silver bells on her veil and boots jingled not too hurriedly.

Liya raised her right palm and aimed the silver pistol at the strange arms that captured Lumian.

They were pulling wildly, as if to drag Lumian into the shadows.

On Lumian's neck, forehead, and the back of his hands, blue blood vessels protruded, and he had exhausted his strength to feed.

But even so, he still couldn't resist those pale or pitch-black arms, and his whole body blended into the shadows bit by bit.

boom!

Liya fired, and a golden bullet wrapped in a blazing flame hit an arm that was so black that it seemed to be dripping ink.

The arm burned instantly, quickly let go of Lumian's neck, and retracted into the shadow of the corner of the wall.

When Aurora came to the door of the wash room, what he saw was exactly such a scene. "

Seeing that one-third of his younger brother's body had become thinner and darkened into a shadow, and his expression became more and more rigid, as if he was about to be frozen, Auror directly took out a handful of iron from his dark pocket without analyzing the current situation. black material.

She sprinkled the powder in her hand on Lumian, and her light blue eyes became darker.

Lumian immediately felt an invisible giant hand grabbing his body, pulling him forcibly towards Auror.

He remembered that his sister had used a similar spell before, but the effect was to push him away, but this time it was to pull him over.

The strength of that giant hand was so great that it was on par with those strange and terrifying arms. Lumian's tendency to slip into the shadows stopped instantly.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Ryan repeatedly chopped the figure holding the sharp ax back to the wall.

In the next second, Valentine appeared behind Liya and Aurora.

After seeing Lumian's situation, he immediately half-opened his arms.

Illusory golden flames burst out of nowhere around Lumian, instantly igniting countless evil arms.

Those black or pale arms either dropped drops of liquid like candles melting, or evaporated and turned into wisps of black smoke, dissipating in the air.

In just a second or two, four-fifths of the weird arm holding Lumian disappeared.

The remaining parts were difficult to resist the struggle of the invisible giant hand and Lumian, and they left the target one after another.

Lumian felt relieved all of a sudden, and followed the pull of the invisible giant hand, half-flying half-flying, half-pounced in front of Auror.

At this time, as those black or pale arms retracted, the figure holding the ax froze on the wall, quickly blending with the surrounding shadows, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Lumian stood up, looked around, sneered and said:

"Is this the end?

"Only one person was sent here, isn't it too contemptuous of us?"

Aurora quickly glared at him:!

"do not speak!"

How can you say such unlucky words at this time?

While Auror's voice was still echoing in the corridor, behind Liya, on the wall next to the wooden door of the study, a black vine full of spikes and unusually thick, as if it came from the abyss, fell from the roof.

At the top of it bloomed a huge flower that was as red as blood and had a foul smell.

The flower swelled all of a sudden, like a mouth stretched to the limit.

It swallowed Liya's head violently, and began to squirm crazily.

Biting and biting, the thing in its mouth turned into a thin piece of paper, which was torn to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the pure light giant sword flew out from the covenant washroom, and nailed the giant evil flower to the wall.

Streams of bright red blood immediately flowed out along the blade, and were evaporated into mist.

Almost at the same time, similar black vines hung from the roof of Lumian's house one after another. They covered the walls, sealed the windows, and grew bright red giant flowers one after another.

Auror had already taken out a material that seemed to be ground from pearls, threw them into the air, and combined them with some natural forces that were pried.

As the invisible warm wind blew, those black vines lost their vitality and withered one after another, and could no longer support the bright red flowers in the air.

They hang limply to the floor of the second floor.

The effect is very good... Aurore secretly sighed when he saw this.

Her spell came from a member of the Curly Brushing Research Society. It was a "weeding technique" that he learned from somewhere to tidy up the lawn and garden. I made an exchange, usually just to clean up the weeds growing on the walls of the house, but it actually came in handy today.

However, the vitality of those black vines that seemed to come from the abyss was extremely tenacious, but they withered and did not die on the spot.

This created time for Valentine, who once again summoned golden, illusory "flames of light" to burn the filthy creatures to their heart's content in the corridors and rooms.

Ryan then filled the area with clear morning light, driving away all evil and destroying all illusions.

Faced with these situations, the "hunter" Lumian suppressed the urge to dance the mysterious dance, and watched his sister and the three outsiders clean up the abnormality that had invaded the second floor in a cooperative way.

Not long after, those black vines and bright red flowers all turned into green smoke.

But the little silver bells on Lia's veil and boots were still jingling, a sign that the danger was not over.

Lumian quickly looked around, sniffed and said:

"The smell in the air doesn't seem right..."

There seems to be a faint, sweet fishy smell remaining.

"I feel dizzy and want to sleep." Liya didn't hide her discomfort.

Are the gases from burning vines and flowers narcotic? How insidious! Aurora has a wealth of occult knowledge and immediately responded.

She took out another handful of translucent powder and threw them forward.

The whistling wind came out of nowhere, sweeping every place on the second floor.

Seeing this, Ryan, Lumian, Valentine, and Liya ran into different rooms and pushed open the window closed by the black vines.

When the wind that was not harmful to humans stopped, Aurora looked at Lumian and asked with her teeth:

"What now?"

Lumian sniffed it carefully: "It doesn't smell like that anymore."

"I feel better too," Liya said.

At this moment, the little silver bells on her veil and boots stopped shaking.

This means that the crisis is over.

"A tentative attack by the priest and the others?" Aurora began to speculate.

Lumian glanced at Valentine with a bad face:

"I think it should be, I don't know if it's Guillaume Benet who just got the 'gift', or Pierre Berry, the shepherd who is already very powerful."

Hearing his address, Valentine's expression softened.

Ryan looked around and said in a deep voice:

"Whatever the possibility is, it reminds us that we must increase the level of alert.

"From now on, we will be divided into two groups, taking turns to rest and guard the night, regardless of day and night."

If there is only one person on night watch alone, it is likely to be raided and trapped, and no one will provide timely help.

"No problem." Aurora and Lumian looked at each other and said, "I'm in a group with my brother."

Lane et al. did not dispute.

After that, the two groups took on the responsibility of vigilance in a six-hour rotation. Although nothing happened all the time, as Lent approached, they all knew clearly that the danger was coming, and it was round after round. .

During this time, Lumian took advantage of the rest to continue exploring the dream.

He didn't hunt the flame monster right away, he suppressed the eagerness in his heart, trying to figure out the target's activity rules completely.

Relying on the ability of "stealth", relying on long-distance tracking again and again, relying on repeated observations, and relying on enough patience, Lumian finally grasped the information he wanted:

The flame monster would go to that clearing to set traps in the morning of the dream time, and practice the related skills it had mastered. This would last for forty-five minutes to an hour and a half. Then, it would leave along a fixed route and enter the space where many flesh and blood were scattered. area to replenish energy.

Its actions in the afternoon are not regular. It mainly takes different paths to inspect its own "territory". Lumian has not yet discovered the criteria for it to choose the corresponding route.

In the evening, it will enter the hunting area along that fixed route again.

After that, Lumian didn't know anymore. He only visited the dream ruins for up to six hours each time, and he never explored at night.

.........

The night before Lent.

Lumian woke up in the dream bedroom and the faint gray mist, looked at the "Fallen Mercury" next to him, and instantly concentrated his mind.

Tonight, he will hunt fire monsters.