Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian directly activated the black mark on his right shoulder and "teleported" to the endless cemetery and the entrance to the underground mausoleum.

This place seemed to be built into the mouth of some giant beast, with gray-white stone steps extending from the mouth to the depths of the dark esophagus.

Lumian suspected that Julie had already entered the underground mausoleum.

No matter what the witch sect's plan was, it would inevitably not be able to avoid the "0-01" sealed deep in the underground mausoleum!

Lumian distinguished the smell of the entrance area, and only smelled the smell of grass, trees and soil after rain, and did not find the fragrance left by Julie.

At the same time, he also examined the gray-white stone steps at the bottom that were submerged in darkness, looking for fresh footprints - there had been a long rain before.

"There is no trace of Julie coming..." Lumian turned his body sideways and turned into a blazing white flame spear, whooshing across a distance of hundreds of meters and landing on the side of the Church of Knowledge.

He didn't take a detour, but opened the nearest stained glass window, jumped into the church, and ran to Heraberg, who was wearing a plain white robe with brass threads.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, do you know which room Celeste lives in?" Lumian's breath was still even, but his speech was quite fast.

Archbishop Morola Heraberg smiled and replied:

"On the third floor, the room closest to the cemetery, where you can see the entrance to the mausoleum."

Lumian was stunned for a moment:

Uh, you know everything...

He didn't waste time asking more questions, and his body ignited white flames again, dragging out a brilliant tail of light, and flew into the stairs in the posture of a spear.

After several turns, Lumian came to the room of Celeste, the "witch".

He reached out and grasped the brass handle, twisted it gently, and pushed open the wooden door.

The room was very clean, without any extra things, only a single bed, a desk, a chair and a shelf for books and sundries, showing a sense of austerity like a monastery.

"Sure enough, Sally is gone too..." Lumian verified his judgment.

He didn't enter the room immediately. He felt that it was full of invisible spider webs with pathogens, like the nest of a poisonous spider.

Lumian prepared to set fire to those things that were invisible to the naked eye while making further observations.

He found that Sally might have not put anything other than necessities in the room in order to play the role of an experimenter who had suffered some kind of contamination. At this time, with her disappearance, even the black robe for changing was gone. Everywhere was empty. The most eye-catching thing was a mirror placed in the window area of ​​the desk.

That mirror was a very common dressing mirror. It was reasonable for it to appear in the room of a "witch".

But Lumian had some associations:

"Did Sally leave through the mirror world?

"The law enforcement teams go in and out in teams. It is unlikely that she would gamble on the Church of Knowledge to let her go and walk out of the church alone...

"Will she and Julie meet somewhere in the mirror world?

"Did Julie and Sally rely on the mirror world to go to the underground mausoleum, so there is no trace of the entrance area of ​​the underground mausoleum?"

When Lumian thought of this, a network of thoughts composed of various information and different ideas appeared in his mind again.

He quickly made a guess:

"Sally patrolled the underground mausoleum as an experimenter several times before, and replaced the puppets. Was it to place mirrors at different key nodes, or to obtain the coordinates of similar mirrored objects?

"When I used the 'Mirror Buckle' before, I couldn't determine which mirrors were in the underground mausoleum, and it was difficult to tell whether they were hidden dangers...

"This is the preparation of the Witch Cult. Now that Sally has mastered the world composed of mirrors in the underground mausoleum, can she officially act?

"Why not start right after she finished her last shift?"

"Does it take a few days to make other preparations?"

Thoughts rushed, Lumian lowered his voice and said:

"Thermipolos, do you think I should go into the underground mausoleum now, or continue to study and hope that Julie and Sallyst can't achieve their goals?"

Without waiting for Thermipolos to respond, Lumian smiled and said:

"I won't pin my hopes on others' failures."

He has made a decision.

That is to go to the underground mausoleum to destroy and stop the actions of the witch sect, and try to delay it for a few more days!

The only problem is that he has to be blindfolded when he arrives at the underground mausoleum, and he can't read books and continue studying in his free time.

I wonder if there is a way to convert text into sound... Aurore's wizard notes record relevant ideas and preliminary experimental results, but unfortunately I am not a "wizard"...Lumian just sighed in his heart, and heard Thermipolos, who had not spoken for a long time, utter a magnificent and overlapping voice:

"That's dangerous. ”

He really answered me... Is this guy's answer this time well-intentioned, or is there a conspiracy? He just pointed out the danger, and didn't give a strong persuasion... No matter, whether Thermipolos opposes me to go, or intends to seduce me to go, I will go... Lumian quickly calmed his mind and laughed:

"Maybe both of us will become puppets of '0-01'."

"Not including me." Thermipolos responded in a powerful voice.

Really? Lumian once again transformed into a flaming spear and quickly returned to the church hall.

He came to Heraberg, took out three books, and smiled:

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, I still have two and a half books to read. Do you have a way to convert the remaining knowledge into sound information so that I can learn while exploring the underground mausoleum?"

The wrinkles on Heraberg's face gradually spread out, and his eyebrows became more gentle:

"Okay, okay, that's the learning attitude I need."

He took out a brass sheet and took the book from Lumian's hand.

In his amber eyes, countless symbols and words suddenly formed a vortex and spun.

Lumian saw that a little bit of light rose in the three books. They were densely packed and gathered into a river, pouring into the brass sheet.

What kind of secret art is this... Lumian was a little stunned.

Before coming to Lenburg, he deliberately collected detailed information about the Church of Knowledge from various channels, including some information about the "Reader" path.

As far as he knew, the sequence 5 of the "Reader" path was called "Secret Art Mentor", who could invent and create some unique spells on his own.

Soon, the glimmer disappeared, the brass sheet became more moist, and the symbols and patterns on the surface became more three-dimensional.

With two snaps, Heraberg broke off two corners from the brass sheet and kneaded them into a straight tube shape.

Lumian's mouth opened a little bit:

Without the help of fire, I think it would be quite difficult to break off two pieces of brass with just my hands, not to mention using fingers to knead them like plasticine...

Your Excellency the Archbishop, are all your "readers" so violent, or are you special as a puppet? Your two fingers can grind my bones into powder...

Or, is this a side effect of the secret technique?

"Put it in your ears, the opening spell is the ancient Hermetic word "listen". I know you only know this language and haven't mastered Giant and Elven languages ​​well. The closing spell is "stop." Heraberg handed the brass sheet and two straight brass earplugs to Lumian.

Lumian argued subconsciously:

"I also know Hermetic."

He understood that Archbishop Heraberg was referring to the languages ​​that could pry open supernatural powers.

"Hermetic?" Heraberg laughed.

Lumian sensed contempt from his laughter and expression, contempt for Hermetic.

Time was running out, so Lumian didn't ask any more questions. After putting on a brass earplug and putting away the rest of his things, he immediately transformed into a blazing white flame spear and flew from the open stained glass to the entrance area of ​​the underground mausoleum.

Lumian calmed his breath and took out a calcium carbide lamp and white bandage from the "traveler's bag".

After lighting the calcium carbide lamp, he wrapped the bandage around his head and covered his eyes.

Lumian's eyes gradually became darker and darker, and he could not see anything.

For a "hunter" who relies heavily on his eyes, this is definitely not a good experience.

Lumian fumbled to pick up the calcium carbide lamp and walked down the gray stone steps of the entrance area carefully.

He tried hard to keep his balance, worried that he would miss a step and roll into the underground mausoleum like a wheel.

He was not afraid of getting hurt, but afraid that the calcium carbide lamp in his hand would be extinguished.

"It's really bad for a blind person..." Lumian muttered while building a three-dimensional map in his mind.

Most of the content of the map came from the seal information of "0-01" and the book "Examples of the Construction of Underground Mausoleums", and a small part came from the scenes in the nightmares of the past two days.

Relying on the map in his mind and his super hearing, smell, and body control ability, Lumian gradually adapted to the dark vision and walked down more and more steadily.

Finally, he walked down the stairs and officially entered the underground mausoleum.

He felt the darkness around him surge like a tide, eroding his skin, bringing a cold chill and the slow loss of vitality.

Almost at the same time, the palm of his right palm became cold.

The abnormality of the life force being lost uncontrollably disappeared.

"Has the mark of the 'Underworld Man' been activated?" Lumian muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Under the current circumstances, even if I don't bring a lit calcium carbide lamp, nothing should happen in the darkness of the mausoleum. Hehe, when I meet Julie and the others later, I can try to use the 'Hunter's' ability to affect the flame to directly extinguish their lanterns, but Julie has something special, and Sallys may also have it, so they may not be easily swallowed by the darkness..."

Blindfolded, Lumian turned left and right, and used the half-activated black mark on his right shoulder to sense where the head of the "abscessed hand" was.

He planned to find this thing first, and then stop Julie and Sallys.

At that time, he could throw the "abscessed hand" body pieces that were stored separately together to see what changes would occur and give the enemies a "surprise".

Perhaps because they were in the same underground mausoleum, Lumian quickly sensed the call of the body of the broken hand brother and that special connection.

It was not far away!