Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

www.youxs.org, Janna asked carefully:

"What do you need this time?"

Is it one of the later volumes of "The Great Adventurer" or something else?

That is, not many people know that she is a messenger, and Xia Zuotu's frequency of sending letters is very low, otherwise Janna would have to consider giving other knowledge now.

Xia Zuotu lowered her rabbit paw holding the revolver and said in a thoughtful tone:

"Give me a pair of gloves that a rabbit can wear."

What kind of request is this? Lumian said with a smile:

"www.youxs.org."

This imitation is not in line with the character setting!

"Yes, www.youxs.org'Flame' Danitz, I also need a Danitz of my own, I want to develop one in our tribe." Xia Zuotu explained seriously, "Danitz has gloves."

For a moment, whether it was Franka, Janna, or Lumian, they didn't know how to respond.

After several seconds, Janna nodded and said:

"I will make one for you."

"Well, according to the size of the ordinary rabbit of knowledge, not yours?"

"Yes." Xia Zuotu raised his right hand with satisfaction and blew on the muzzle of the small revolver.

Although, this action is not used in the current scene... Franka found that Xia Zuotu was still just a rabbit of knowledge that had not fully grown up. He was still imitating and repeating a lot of knowledge, and had not really mastered it.

…………

There were only a few street lamps with candles in the night in Panamo Port. The pirates all stayed in bars and other places, drinking strong liquor, or hugging the girls in the upstairs room, enjoying the happiness that they could not get on the ship.

As the "News" With the departure and the disappearance of the unknown adventurer, the pirates slowly put the relevant matters behind them. Anyway, everyone felt ashamed, and no one would laugh at them.

As pirates, they might die in a storm, in a robbery or in an internal conflict the next time they go out to sea. It is meaningless to worry about past problems. Indulging in the present is the only choice.

Of course, they will also discuss the strength of the unknown adventurer and what happened inside the "News", and why the "Deep Sea Admiral" fled in a hurry.

"I think the adventurer is waiting for the 'Deep Sea Admiral'!"

"www.youxs.org?"

"Bah, son of a bitch, what is a great cause, we are pirates!"

"He succeeded, but not completely? He defeated the 'Deep Sea Admiral', but let him run away?"

"Does he have the strength close to the kings?"

"What's wrong with this sea? Several very powerful adventurers appear every once in a while!www.youxs.org. ”

“…”

Mason, who was not dressed as a pirate, was hanging out in several bars, listening to the pirates talking about what happened before, hoping that they would quarrel and fight on the spot.

On the way to the next bar, Mason just turned into a more secluded alley, and saw a figure standing in front of him, as if waiting for him.

The figure had black hair and blue eyes, deep facial features, and handsome looks. He was the unknown adventurer who provoked all the pirates in Panamore Port a few days ago and forced the "Deep Sea Admiral" to escape in embarrassment.

Mason suddenly heard the sound of his heart beating wildly, and blurted out:

"I'm not a pirate!"

Lumian walked forward and said with a smile:

"I have a task to entrust you."

Hearing this, Mason felt relieved a lot, and he said carefully:

"What can I do for you? I'm not sure if my ability can meet your requirements. "

He was afraid that it would be easy to complete the commission, but it would be extremely troublesome afterwards - when the other party really left, he might be hacked to pieces by the pirates.

Lumian said bluntly:

"A very simple and very secret task, help me keep an eye on the situation in Panamore Port, and summon my messenger immediately when you see the 'News' coming again, or discover the whereabouts of 'Giant Shark' Jorg and others. "

Hearing the word "messenger", Mason suddenly had an idea.

He remembered his last commission:

He performed a ceremony and summoned a terrible messenger!

Mason could hardly restrain his expression and asked with a little horror:

"You, sir?"

The owner of the terrifying messenger?

"Quite sharp. "Lumian said perfunctorily without being too sincere.

Mason immediately connected the events of the past few days:

www.youxs.org?

www.youxs.org "Admiral of the Deep Sea", is this for the "Lost Newins"?

My spiritual intuition at that time was really accurate in part. The ritual of summoning the messenger did bring a bad thing to the port of Banam, but it did not turn into a disaster...

Lumian then added:

"The reward is 5,000 Felkin."

The task is indeed simple, and the reward is also generous... If I don't agree, what will happen to me after knowing the content of the task... Mason weighed it for more than ten seconds and said:

"No problem, I think I can handle this commission."

Lumian nodded slightly, paid a deposit of 1,000 Felkin, and turned to leave this secluded alley.

After seeing his back disappear into the darkness, Mason silently repeated his name:

"www.youxs.org, www.youxs.org..."

Mason finally remembered where he had heard this name. He had seen the other party's wanted poster on a certain ship!

www.youxs.org, suffered serious pollution from the evil god.

…………

Trier, prison area, Ruva comprehensive execution ground.

Two days after returning to Trier, Franka, who felt that she was ready to be promoted to the "Witch of Pain", decided to hold a ceremony quickly and step into the ranks of Sequence 5.

——The clue of the "Man in the Mirror" given by "007" was from the mineral scholar of the "Trier Cave Association". The "Purifiers" originally planned to check all the mineral scholars of that association, but one of them mysteriously disappeared before they came to the door, but recently someone met her in underground Trier, suspected to be the mineral scholar Jasmine of "Man in the Mirror" Paliya.

Franka looked at the stake and said with deep emotion:

"When I became a 'witch', I wondered if I would be tied to the stake and burned to death one day. Who knows, I don't need anyone to do it, I have to tie myself up."

As she spoke, she took out the brown-red wooden suitcase given by "Black Witch" Clarisse from the "traveler's bag" and unlocked the metal lock.

Then, she took out a red wine glass, broke the crystal ice that froze the potion-related materials, and poured the blood of the flower-faced bat and the blood of the seriously ill human into the cup respectively. They were all dark red, and after being fused together, they showed signs of blackening.

Then, Franka put in the head of the flower-faced bat, the gallbladder and tail tip of the double-tailed black snake, and 10 drops of blue eucalyptus essential oil she prepared.

As these materials were put in, the dark red and almost black blood in the cup quickly turned black, and sometimes disgusting green foam appeared.

"It's like taking a cup of untreated wastewater from the sewer." Lumian commented pertinently.

"Fuck, stop talking!" The more Franca looked at the potion of the "Witch of Pain", the more disgusted she felt.

She handed the potion to Lumian first, jumped onto the stake lightly, and quickly tied herself up with the help of Janna.

During this process, Franca whispered to herself:

", this feeling is weird..."

She adjusted her mentality for dozens of seconds, nodded to Lumian and said:

"It's OK."

Lumian then handed the "Pain" potion to Janna and pushed forward his right palm.

Groups of red and white flames flew out and landed on Franca's body. Franca immediately felt pain, and her body instinctively wanted to dodge and shrink, but was tightly bound by the rope.

Janna quickly jumped to her side, holding the rope with one hand and bringing the "Pain" potion to her mouth with the other hand.

Franka forced herself to gulp down the dark green potion that looked like a collection of pathogens.

Whether it was due to the burning of the flames or the effects of the potion, her head quickly became hot and her mind became confused due to the high temperature.

She couldn't help but recall the past pleasures, which included not only her own experience, but also the various feedbacks from the objects of pleasure.

At this moment, Franka was both the giver and the receiver of pleasure, sinking in pleasure from body to mind, like a pool of spring water that was about to dissipate.

Her thoughts were flying, her will was sinking, and her self was lost, lost in various intense pleasures.

However, the pain that came with the pleasures allowed her to retain a trace of clarity. The mental entanglement was the emotional barrier when she was with Janna, as if she could never truly complete the fusion of soul and flesh...

The extreme pain brought by the burning flames on her body was like invisible threads, pulling her self and her consciousness, making her like a kite, just swaying in the lost storm, not completely out of control.

While swaying, Franka instinctively cursed in her heart:

It hurts, it really hurts!

This ritual wants me to die, right?

Cough, cough, high-temperature smoke enters my trachea and lungs, it's so uncomfortable, am I dying...

Fuck, I can say I smell good now, the smell of food, the smell of barbecue...

Lumian, Janna and Anthony stood in front of the stake, watching Franka's body gradually burn black, her expression distorted to the point of completely losing her beauty.

They and Lugano, who was specially found to provide medical assistance at any time, felt a little hot unconsciously, and couldn't help but let their imagination run wild, and they had a certain amount of stirring.

Faced with this terrifying scene, they actually had inappropriate lust.

Fortunately, this was not serious and could still be tolerated.

After several dozen seconds, the red flames burning on Franka's body suddenly turned black, and then turned into crystal ice fragments, falling piece by piece.

This was accompanied by the charred skin, and after peeling off the charred skin, Franka's body surface exposed new, white and tender skin that seemed to be soaked in a layer of water.

With the endurance of a "mortician", Lumian instinctively looked away.