Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian admitted that he was provoked a little.

But this was acceptable. If his guess was right, he and Albus would meet again on the "0-01" incident. It was better for the head of "Abscess Hand" to fall into the hands of the other party than to disappear and be hidden by an unknown person.

Lumian now only regretted not directly attacking Albus at the "Carnivore" bar. He was cautious and wanted to use the other party.

At that time, he could hardly guess that the head of "Abscess Hand" had been obtained by Albus.

Lumian quietly activated the black mark representing "Spiritual Shuttle", and once again sensed the subtle connection between the various parts of "Abscess Hand" and himself.

He wanted to use this to find Albus.

"Each feedback is similar. I can't tell which one is stronger. It's more likely to be the head of the man with the broken hand... Did Albus do something to suppress the intensity of the feedback to a certain extent? Or, completely blocked it?" Lumian exhaled slowly, took out the "abscessed hand" ear in the black wooden box, and stuffed it into the "traveler's bag".

He carefully checked the various traces around the tomb, hoping to find some clues about Albus's whereabouts.

Unfortunately, Albus is also a senior "hunter" and is very good at dealing with his own traces.

Lumian restrained his emotions and returned to the "Carnivore" bar in the dust cloud brought by the volcanic eruption.

As soon as he stepped through the door, the human meat cook Les, who was redoing the wine rack and bar counter with wooden strips from somewhere, stopped working, picked up a hammer, turned around, and said to him:

"I hired a waiter."

"You can decide for yourself." Lumian just wanted to get three meals a day and free accommodation in the name of the boss, and didn't care whether the bar could be run.

Les added dutifully:

"You know Julie who came in with us."

The "collector"? Lumian almost choked on his own saliva.

Why would a man like you hire such a "collector" as a waiter?

Don't you feel cold in your crotch?

Before Lumian could ask Les what he thought, Julie came down from upstairs.

She had changed into a dark split skirt that she got from nowhere, and her breasts were faintly visible under a layer of gauze.

Her previously dirty face was washed, and her long brown hair was simply tied up, and her appearance was clearly reflected in Lumian's eyes.

Lumian, who had been hanging out with the two "witches" for a long time, actually felt amazed.

This female prisoner looked neither perverted nor crazy, with long and thin brown eyebrows, brown eyes that seemed to contain a pool of autumn water, delicate and fair skin, and gentle temperament, which formed a sharp contrast with her figure that tempted people to make mistakes.

She was a woman with unique beauty, and Lumian sensed a charm beyond the normal level.

She looked like a "witch"... Lumian had to sigh that Julie had used only the two simplest methods of dirtying herself and letting her hair down to complete a pretty good disguise.

Is it the law of Beyonder characteristic aggregation again... Lumian sighed and responded to Julie's tender eyes:

"Why did you come to my bar to be a waiter?"

"I have to find a job to support myself." Julie smiled gently, as if this was not Morola, but a city outside.

Lumian suddenly changed the subject:

"Why do you like to collect men's things?"

Julie's originally gentle and gentle brown eyes were suddenly stained with some unspeakable madness, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she answered in a longing tone:

"I just want to take back what belongs to me."

Uh... another victim of the witch sect? Well, now she has become the perpetrator... She is also a woman who turned from a man, but she is not as cheerful as Franka, and she has serious psychological problems, so that she has abnormal hobbies? While Lumian made a guess in his heart, he initially determined that Julie should be a "witch", and her sequence would not be too low, at least a "pleasure witch" of sequence 6.

Lumian immediately murmured:

"You digest "pleasure" by raping men, and when they can't control themselves and are about to explode, you cut them off with a knife, so that they can experience the taste of falling from paradise into the abyss of pain in an instant?

"This is quite in line with the essence of the "pleasure witch", but it is too direct and rough, not complicated and tortuous enough, and there is no beauty of self-struggle...

"How did the Church of Knowledge send a "witch" as an ordinary rapist and murderer?

"Deliberate?

"Well, according to my current knowledge of mysticism, at the top of each group of interchangeable God's Paths there is one or two or three great beings who control all the sequence powers of this group of paths, just like Mr. 'Fool', 'Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun', 'Great Mother', 'Mother Tree of Desire'...

"From this perspective, it is understandable that the 'Original Witch' adjacent to the 'Hunter' Path wants to plot against '0-01'. This may even be inevitable. According to Ms. 'Magician', '0-01' is the key item for promotion to 'Red Priest' and becoming the true god of the 'Hunter' Path...

"In this case, as long as the Witch Cult can discover the existence of Morola, they will definitely send 'witches' who are less than the demigod level to mix in here...

"Why didn't they send anyone before, and had to let Julie and I be exiled together?

“Is this because the oracle of the ‘Original Witch’ told them that only by following me can they enter Morola. After all, I was sent here by the Church of Knowledge, and there will be no inspection or review along the way?

“No, the more likely scenario is that Julie is not the first, or even the second ‘witch’ to sneak into Morola, but those witches before her have not completed their missions and have gradually lost contact with the Witch Cult…”

“If this is true, it must be easier and simpler for the ‘witches’ to control the mirror world than for me to use the ‘mirror buckle’ and ‘mirror mark’ to contact the outside world. In other words, Julie must have a lot of information accumulated before and a certain action plan…”

“From her, I may be able to find opportunities and ways to contact ‘0-01’ and leave a mark…”

Thinking of this, Lumian looked at Julie, who still had some madness in her eyes, and said with a smile:

“I don’t care what you want to take back and why you want to take it back. Since you choose to be a waiter in my bar, you must abide by my rules.

"The first rule is that you cannot harass customers during the bar's business hours."

Julie felt a little aggrieved, but her eyes were unusually bright, full of expectations:

"What if they harass me?"

"Les will be responsible for throwing them out. If they dare to fight back, Les knows how to cook them and will leave you the parts you want." Lumian said casually, "You can also choose to go to them after the bar closes."

Julie licked her lips and said:

"What about the second rule?"

"You cannot harass the boss." Lumian walked to the stairs leading to the second floor, "Les will discuss the specific salary with you."

Julie was a little disappointed:

"I also want to see if the things I threw away are on you."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she continued to ask:

"Is it harassment to invite you to visit my collection?"

"Not interested." Lumian responded concisely.

He initially determined that the crimes Julie committed were not deliberately committed in order to be exiled to Morola.

She just has this hobby. She looks gentle and beautiful, but her heart is twisted and crazy.

After night fell, Julie finished the dinner that Les had carefully prepared, and praised it endlessly:

"I decided to seduce you one last time."

Her seduction was fatal.

Les was a little disappointed, but he still made a sincere request:

"If you are killed one day, can you leave your body to me?"

"Yes." Julie nodded without any care, with elegant movements, gentle posture, and a subtle smile.

She immediately looked at Lumian and blinked:

"Boss, the bar is not open yet, can I go out tonight?"

"It's your freedom." Lumian took a sip of wheat-brewed liquor to suppress the sudden turmoil in his heart.

He can now be sure that Julie is the "Witch of Pain" because she was actively using "Charm" on him just now.

He planned to "harvest" Julie mercilessly if she came closer.

Only by shocking this "Witch of Pain" with strength and ferocity can she be more obedient.

Julie wiped the corners of her mouth with a white napkin, stood up, and walked out of the "Carnivore" bar.

After waiting for a few seconds, Lumian suddenly disappeared beside the table.

He first "teleported", then transformed into a shadow creature, quietly following Julie.

Julie walked in a very ladylike manner, and as she approached the square where the exiles gathered, she acted drunk.

The exiles were so attracted by this "witch" that they couldn't take their eyes off her. A middle-aged man rushed up and started chatting with Julie.

Julie raised her finger with obvious drunkenness:

"I want to duel with you."

"Okay." The middle-aged man looked surprised, and then helped Julie leave here and returned to his home.

The other exiles lost track of the two before they had time to react and tried to initiate a duel.

Lumian did not lose them, he hid outside the window of the strong man.

He heard Julie moaning like a kitten, which was completely different from the rough and crazy he imagined.

Relying on the endurance of the "ascetic monk", Lumian did not show any abnormality until the strong man shouted loudly, as if he was close to the end.

The next second, a shrill cry broke out in the room, with extremely intense pain.

Soon, Julie walked out of the room, her face flushed, her eyes bright, and there were so many beautiful details that people couldn't see them all.

She took a bloody thing, froze it in crystal ice, and put it in a small cloth bag.

Lumian continued to follow Julie, and the "witch" did not do any counter-tracking, all the way to the large square outside the Church of Knowledge.

She seemed to be waiting for something.

After an unknown period of time, a team of law enforcers in black robes came out of the church, led by a tall, fair-faced, and restrained beautiful woman.

Julie's eyes lit up, and her face instantly glowed.

She walked towards the team of law enforcers and excitedly shouted to the leader:

"Salister!"

The tall woman in the black burqa looked at Julie indifferently and asked in a voice without any fluctuation:

"Who are you?"

Julie's expression froze.

ps: Asking for monthly tickets on the second to last day of May~