Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

"Omibella..."

Hearing the voice of the "abscessed hand" and the name it called out, Lumian felt a chill rising from his coccyx and rushing straight to the back of his head, leaving erect body hair and cold sweat along the way.

Although he didn't know when the "abscessed hand" grew bones and flesh from the ashes and returned to its original appearance, he was prepared for the possibility that the other party would be abnormal when passing by him. After all, there was a contract between them based on the power of the "fate" path.

Lumian was not too worried about this. The two sides were now "colleagues" and the situation should not become dangerous. But what he didn't expect was that the "abscessed hand" actually called out the name "Omibella" to him.

This is simply a horror story!

For a moment, Lumian couldn't help but wonder if he had been quietly eroded to a certain extent by Omibella, the son of God of the "Great Mother", and was gradually being replaced by the other party.

Standing in the pure darkness, the "abscessed hand" paused for a few seconds without revealing its figure, and continued to walk forward with a bunch of steel puppets and undead soldiers, stiff and wooden.

Lumian came back to his senses and thought about the reason for the situation just now:

"According to Ludwig, some creatures that do not have the necessary wisdom and are directly created by the "Great Mother" or have been blessed by Her can sense the Omebella blood in my body and regard me as the son of the "Great Mother"...

"The revival of the broken hand was interrupted by the descent of God, and then it was controlled by "0-01" and became its puppet. The feminine trend seems to have stopped because of this. In other words, it is not a real revival now, and it has lost its own will and does not have the necessary wisdom.

"It was created directly by the 'Great Mother', or did it receive the gift of the 'Great Mother'? Well, the pollution that caused it to become a woman and develop to the extreme of beauty came from the 'Great Mother'?

"It does look like it. Only one drop of blood can grow a complete body, which feels like a new life...

"That's not right. According to this logic, Broken Hand should call me the respected Son of God and show a certain degree of submission. Haha, he dared to call the Son of God by name. This is a blasphemy!"

Lumian complained in his heart and became more and more confused:

"Also, if I really want to explain that Omebella is a respectful title, Broken Hand should only know that I am the Son of God, and it is impossible to clearly understand the name of the Son of God. The evil god like the 'Great Mother' must not have only one Son of God. Maybe he has been giving birth all the time. Broken Hand, who does not have the necessary wisdom, how can he tell who is who and what is called...

"Unless, unless Omebella, the Son of God, is the most special one, or Broken Hand knew Omebella, the former giant queen, before he died? "

Lumian raised his right hand and rubbed his chin. He felt that he had to report these things to the "Magician" lady as soon as possible after he went out to see if he could find out the original identity of the "abscessed hand". Maybe there would be some clues in the historical books of the New Silver City.

After thinking for a few seconds, Lumian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and he "teleported" back to the top of the Corpse Mountain.

After being interrupted by the "abscessed hand" incident, he remembered that he still had trophies to pick up.

That was Sallys The special "Pain Witch" extraordinary characteristic can be used by Janna later.

As for Julie's, after experiencing the God's Descent and the whereabouts of the tainted blood, Lumian had no idea where it was.

In the dead silence and pure darkness, Lumian put the unknown shape of the "Pain Witch" extraordinary characteristic into the "Traveler's Bag".

He even put two pieces of Sally's body in it.

"Maybe it can be used as auxiliary materials. If not, it can also be given to Ludwig. The Godfather has been away for so long, I have to give it to him. He brought some gifts, but I don’t know if this counts as dirty in Ludwig’s eyes...” Lumian muttered a few words, and “teleported” to the edge of the wilderness, leaving this area dormant in the dead silence and darkness.

Relying on the identity of the “0-01” agent, he quickly and smoothly walked out of the underground mausoleum and returned to the entrance area.

Lumian then opened his eyes and saw the blue sky.

At this moment, the morning sun was bright but not dazzling, and the air after the rain was fresh and natural with a bit of burnt smell.

Lumian, who had been in the eternal darkness of the underground mausoleum for more than ten hours, suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

Then, he saw heads, each of which was dragging a white spine stained with blood, hovering in the air.

They were densely packed, thousands of them, and their sights all fell on the entrance area of ​​the underground mausoleum and on Lumian.

Some of these heads, Lumian had seen before, were regular customers of the “Carnivore” bar.

“What are the consequences of the activation of ‘0-01’?

"There are thousands of them, right?"

"Is this considered a sacrifice?"

"'Red Priest'..."

Lumian raised his hands as his thoughts flashed through his mind.

His brows became hot and stinging.

Woo!

A violent hurricane suddenly blew up, blowing away the thousands of heads with white spines gathered above the cemetery and back to the city.

Those flying heads seemed to sense Lumian's will, drifting with the wind and falling back onto their headless bodies.

Is this the special feature of the "Agent"? What a pity, it can only be used in Morola... Lumian retracted his hands, looked down for a few seconds, and walked out of the cemetery with regret.

At the entrance of the cemetery, an exile was pressing his returning head and twisting it hard.

Crack!

His head turned from facing the spine to the front.

Seeing Lumian looking at him, he smiled and said like a normal person:

"Today, the weather is really good, ah..."

"Yes." Lumian smiled easily.

He "teleported" directly back to the "Carnivore" bar, and his figure was outlined at the door of Julie's room.

The body of Les lying on the bed was gone, and even Julie's collections had lost their traces.

"The law enforcers have been here... Did they bury Les' body in the cemetery?" Lumian disappeared thoughtfully.

This time, he appeared at the door of the Church of Knowledge.

He walked in, walked up to Heraberg, who was wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads, and smiled as he took out the books he had borrowed from the "traveler's bag":

"Archbishop, I've finished reading them all."

As he spoke, Lumian felt that Heraberg seemed to have aged a little.

"Really finished reading them?" Heraberg asked with a smile.

Lumian said "uh" and answered honestly:

"There are still two books I haven't read, but I can't listen to them anymore."

Heraberg nodded with satisfaction:

"If you know, you know. If you don't know, you don't know. There's no need to pretend."

As he took the books, he said:

"There's really no need to read these anymore. I have to remind you that these books have been infected with the disease, and so have the other items in your bag. You have to deal with them later. Burn them if necessary, purify them if necessary, and don't let the disease spread."

Is Sally's "1" level seal so powerful? The "diseases" placed in the "traveler's bag" are constantly being created... Lumian said sincerely:

"I will pay attention, thank you, Archbishop.

"Archbishop, how to seal the items that spread deadly diseases?"

Heraberg looked at Lumian for a few seconds and laughed.

He pointed to another brass bookshelf:

"That one, that one, that one, take a look and learn."

Sure enough, the teacher would not give the answer directly... Lumian did not resist continuing to study, took out those books and put them into the "traveler's bag".

Then, he smiled and said:

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, what should I do to leave Morola?"

The gray-haired Heraberg said meaningfully:

"No one has ever prohibited the residents here from leaving Morola, but they don't want to leave."

Lumian was stunned for a moment, and asked with some understanding:

"Leave the same way you came? "

Heraberg showed an approving expression, then pointed at Lumian's body:

"Do you want to change clothes?"

Lumian looked down and found that his clothes, pants and shoes had become tattered in the previous fierce battle.

He was about to take spare clothes from the "traveler's bag", but then he remembered that these must have been infected with occult diseases.

Heraberg pointed to a room near the stairs:

"There are clothes there for changing."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Archbishop. "Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly into the room. He saw several sets of plain white robes inlaid with brass threads hanging inside.

These are the clergy uniforms of the Church of Knowledge.

Lumian looked back at Heraberg who was flipping through the books with a thoughtful expression, and quickly changed into a set of plain white robes inlaid with brass threads that were similar in size to his own.

Then, he opened the half-closed heavy wooden door in the church and walked down the stone steps layer by layer, deep into the ground.

The corridor was not as clean as when he came here. There was no change, the glowing gems inlaid on the wall still provided a certain amount of illumination.

That indescribable terrifying sound rang in Lumian's ears again.

Lumian walked towards the exit at a moderate pace. As the agent of "0-01", he felt more and more that this might really be a long esophagus.

What kind of creature would have such an esophagus? Lumian thought for a while, but couldn't come up with an answer.

With such vigilance, he did not transform into a flaming spear to hurry on his way here, nor did he "teleport" directly. He walked honestly for several hours and finally walked back to the brass door that opened.

He stretched out his hands, exerted force on his waist and back, and made the door make a heavy sound, allowing it to be slowly pulled open.

There was no one outside the door, and no one was on duty.

Lumian secretly "huh" and walked out.

He did not forget to close the door.

He walked all the way back in a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads. There was no one along the way, but he felt an invisible gaze from an unknown source.

He walked to the place where he was locked before. After being taken to the prison, Lumian sensed it and activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

He chose to "teleport" directly back to Trier, "teleport" back to the apartment he rented.

His body and mind were still good, but he felt very tired and wanted to rest.

As soon as Lumian outlined his figure, he saw Ludwig enjoying afternoon tea.

Ludwig looked up and his eyes suddenly froze.

Bang!

The silver fork in the little boy's hand fell into the dessert plate.

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Introduction: In the tenth year of Tianbao, the heroic emperor Gao Yang played the hip-bone pipa, singing by himself, and the accompaniment sounded, which was weird, absurd, terrifying, desperate and painful.

This year, Liu Taozi, who lived by the Zhang River, caught some fish, and the story began.