Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Hearing the voice coming from behind the door, except for Lumian, all the other serious criminals changed their faces.

Guy blurted out:

"What is behind the door?"

Could it be that the so-called exile is actually sent to the mouth of a monster and used as food for it?

"Behind the door is a road leading to your exile place." The beautiful lady with an oval face answered simply, "There will be no monsters waiting to eat you there, but it is indeed very dangerous. I don't know what the specific danger is, but there is definitely hope for you to continue to live, which is much better than being hanged or shot directly."

Guy, Les and others looked at each other, and then looked at the clergy around them wearing plain white robes inlaid with brass threads. They were ready to move for a while, but finally suppressed it.

They believed that they would not be the opponents of the clergy of the Church of Knowledge, and the beautiful woman who was responsible for reading the trial results was obviously of higher status.

Guy, who looked gentle, cast his eyes on Lumian and found that this wanted criminal who claimed to have committed multiple serious crimes had a calm expression and was not afraid at all.

"I will open the door in a moment. You can enter on your own. Those who stay behind will be punished with a heavier crime and will be executed on the spot." The beautiful woman with an oval face raised her hands, and countless illusory points of light seemed to appear in her light blue eyes.

The dark rain fell silently from a height of four meters, pouring on Lumian and others.

Lumian suddenly felt irritated and a little violent.

It seemed that Omibella's blood was agitated.

"What did you do to us?" Guy asked in doubt.

The beautiful woman in a beige jacket with brass thread said in a teaching tone:

"This is a secret technique called 'Harps's Sterilization Rain'. It makes you lose your fertility, but it can be restored through the corresponding secret technique or professional doctors.

"We don't want babies to be born in the exile land. They are innocent. "

Sterilization Rain... No wonder Omebella's bloodline was stimulated and showed such an obvious reaction... I don't know if this secret technique has any effect on me now, and whether it has been offset by the special characteristics of Omebella's bloodline... If it really works, in the future, when I am affected by the gift of the "Great Mother" and Omebella is pregnant in my body, will the sterilization effect prevent the embryo from implanting smoothly? This may depend on the corresponding status of the affected person... Lumian thinks that "Sterilization Rain" is not a bad thing.

The other serious criminals also don't think this is a problem. They either already have offspring, or have cold-blooded personalities, or are twisted and perverted, and don't think there is anything cute about children with their own bloodline.

The beautiful woman with an oval face took a few steps back, facing the brass door, stretched out her hands, and pressed it in the air.

The door made a heavy metal friction sound, and slowly Open to the back.

For some reason, Guy and the others suddenly felt a desire, and involuntarily walked through the door and into the deep corridor at the back.

They did not notice that, except for the beautiful woman with an oval face, the other clergy of the Church of Knowledge had retreated to the starting point of this corridor and stood on the steps when the brass door opened.

Lumian also felt a desire, and at the same time felt that there were familiar and unknown things calling him in the depths of the corridor.

He walked in the middle of the team and heard the sound of a door closing behind him.

The light in the corridor suddenly became extremely dim, and only the glowing gems inlaid on the wall provided some illumination.

What a luxury... Lumian sighed instinctively.

At this time, Guy, who looked gentle, looked around and said:

"Should we stay here and wait until there are no people guarding outside, and then find a way to open this door and escape?"

"Do you think those who were exiled before have not thought about this kind of thing?" The gloomy Vijepan sneered, "And we are still wearing torture instruments, how can we run? "

Lumian watched coldly and found that Guy could resist his desire to some extent and thought about escaping from here, while other serious criminals had begun to find various reasons to reject his proposal.

After they argued for two or three minutes, Lumian asked casually:

"Do we have food?

"What if the loopholes in the guards outside only appear once every few days?"

Without giving Guy a chance to answer, Lumian said to himself:

"Actually, there is food. Each of you is food."

At this point, Lumian looked at the human meat cook Les and asked with a smile:

"What are we suitable for?"

"Suitable for stewing and pickling, you need to put in the right spices to prevent the taste from being sour." The honest-looking Les' face suddenly glowed.

Guy was silent for a few seconds, wearing handcuffs and anklets, and slowly walked towards the depths of the corridor, and Lumian followed behind at the same pace.

They walked for a long time, Lumian felt that it should be seven or eight hours, but he suspected that his perception of time was wrong.

During this process, no one chose to stop. It seemed that the front was not the city of exile, but the land of hope.

They also frequently heard the indescribable horrible sound, which made Les, the human meat cook, sigh:

"We are like walking in the long esophagus of a monster, rushing to its stomach, and the sound we hear is the movement of the stomach's peristalsis and digestion."

Lumian agreed with this, and the others suddenly had their hair standing on end.

Finally, they saw the stone steps extending upwards.

This seems to represent the end point that is close.

After walking a layer of steps, pushing open the heavy wooden door, Lumian and others' eyes were suddenly closed subconsciously by the bright and bright sunlight, and the incomparable, creepy voice disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a gentle voice sounded in their ears:

"Welcome to the" City of Exile "Morra."

Sure enough ... Lumian relieved silently, opened his eyes, and looked at it for four weeks.

In the prayer hall of a church, the sun penetrates a fan painted glass and is in the inside, bringing a sacred and glorious scene.

The wall of the wall without glass in the hall is the mural depicting mythology and legends. There are bookshelves made of brass. The bookshelves are filled with various books and test papers.

This makes this place more like a library, not a church.

The old man with a bronze silk threaded white robe is talking. He is sixty or seventy years old. He has a white hair, amber -colored eyes mild and clear, and it is not turbid. Standard Knowledge Conference Scholars Scholarship.

But Lumian felt that this was not like a real person, suspecting that it was a special puppet.

"Morora? Here is Morra?" Gei also opened his eyes and asked curiously.

The old man nodded:

"I'm in charge of all the theological affairs of Morola."

During his speech, he stretched out his right hand and pointed to Lumian and others.

Those handcuffs, ankles, and iron chains that run through the collarbone suddenly became extremely soft, as if made of mud.

In Dangdang's voice, they were separated from the body of the criminals, and smashed on the ground with gray -white slate with a metal attitude.

The criminals of the criminals were all stunned and gave up some bad calculations.

Heraberg immediately handed out the thick book book and the pen of the brass shell:

"Come and register for their names, which means that you have officially become the resident of Morra."

Lumian fully observed the rules and took the name "Louis" after receiving the book.

The next is Gei, he holds the classics and pens, and tentatively asked Heraberg:

"How do you determine that we write the real name?"

Heraberg Pinghe replied:

"The past is not important. In Morra, it is important to the present and the future."

Gei thought about it for a while, and was a bit unclear what the clergyman Hillaber wanted to express.

Considering that the knowledge church can exchange information through telegrams and other measures, he did not compile a pseudonym on the register, and used the real name honestly.

When all the heavy prisoners were registered, Hulaber looked at Lumian and others:

"Here we need to abide by the rules. Most of the laws are the same as other cities in Lunbao, but they can be legally duel. As long as both parties agree, they will not be held accountable afterwards.

"We have a dedicated team responsible for maintaining the order of Morola."

The middle -aged man in the outside asked Leis asked:

"Can we join the law enforcement team?"

"The members of the law enforcement team are all composed of experiments," Herraber gently replied.

Gein asked:

"So how do we be an experiment?"

Victor Pan, who looked gloomy, asked:

"What about committing the law here? Squat or death, or the death penalty?"

Heraberg smiled and said:

"The most serious punishment here is to be an experimental person."

"Isn't it a law enforcementer?" Giy stayed.

Isn't this encouraging us to commit the law?

Lumian remembered the term "experimental personnel" that appeared frequently on the seal of "0-01".

From the perspective of that information, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing to become an experiment.

Heraberg keeps his expression unchanged:

"Yes, but you must remember that except for the church's caregiver, the experiments are scrapped at least two a day."

Scrap ... Gei and others feel that this strange word is used here with unspeakable horror.

"How many people are there in Morora now?" Lumian asked a strange question.

Heraberg smiled and answered:

"There are almost 200,000 people, there are farms around the city, minerals, and factories, which are part of Morra."

"Nearly 200,000 people, are there so many prisoners in Lunburg?" Lumi Moli was surprised.

Heraberg explained his duties::

"This is accumulated from generation to generation, and we will also spend money to introduce heavy prisoners from abroad."

Introduction ... Like the introduction of talents ... Lumian considers for a few seconds, not in a hurry to "crime", and actively applied to become an experimental person to see if he can have the opportunity to approach the "0-01".

He bid farewell to Heraberg and walked towards the library -style church door, and planned to find the two parts of the two parts of the "abscess broken hands" first.