Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

After hearing Franka mention the promotion, Lumian suddenly felt that it was time to make some preparations.

This is not because he does not want to become the "arsonist" of Sequence 7 and truly master enough occult methods, but the previous "Hunter" and "Provocateur" potion formulas were gifts from Ms. "Magician", and he got too much. It was easy, so he was not in a hurry at all. He just waited for the "Provocateur" potion to be completely digested, and then wrote a letter to contact Ms. "Magician" to see what price he would have to pay in exchange for everything needed for promotion. More importantly, Lumian clearly knew that Ms. "Magician" had the extraordinary attribute of "arsonist", but now that he thought about it carefully, he felt that he still had to make some extra preparations: Ms. "Magician" most likely would not Belonging to the "Hunter" path, she may not really have the "Arsonist" potion formula, and she may have given the "Arsonist" extraordinary characteristics to someone else.

After all, it’s impossible for Lumian to be the only one who takes the Little Arcana card, and it’s also unlikely that all of them will be through other means.

Of course, given the character and ability shown by that lady, it would not be too difficult for her to obtain the "Arsonist" potion formula and the corresponding master materials. But she may not be happy, or she may delay it for a long time.

While his thoughts were swirling, Lumian looked at the wooden box lying flat on Franka's lap, hesitated and said, "Sell it."

Although the evil sickle is extremely sharp and can drain the enemy's life through blood, which is very suitable for his fighting style of close combat, it is too inconvenient to carry and cannot be hidden, which greatly limits the use occasions. , most of the time can only be placed in the Breeze Ballroom or the Golden Rooster Hotel, and come in handy when someone attacks you, or you can take it out in advance during an active raid and cover it up with darkness. If he wanted to carry it with him all the time, the only way Lumian could think of at the moment was to get a cello box and carry it on his back. For a gang leader, this is very suspicious.

In fact, if Franka hadn't mentioned that he wanted to prepare for promotion, Lumian began to feel that the more than 4,000 Fergkin he had was a bit far behind, and he needed to raise more funds. He actually didn't mind keeping the evil sickle called "Harvest Festival", after all, it could still be useful in some situations. If that doesn't work, Lumian can also use the "Peeping Glasses" to disguise himself as a musician, carry a "cello" on his back, and assassinate the corresponding target.

Franka heard this and sighed: "I can only sell it. It's actually very good, but it doesn't match my fighting style." She then pointed to Lumian's waist: "Those kinds of How about a potion for each of us?"

To be honest, Franka is not too interested in "Rage Potion" and "Bark Potion", she only wants "Scorpion Venom" and "Healing Potion". But considering that Lumian also needed to poison the weapon and undergo certain treatments, she chose the most satisfactory solution.

"Okay." Lumian agreed.

In the dark night, outside No. 126 Market Avenue, several police officers in black uniforms set up a cordon to prevent passers-by from approaching the building behind them.

In that house, there is Angouleme with golden eyebrows and golden beard. Virtue. Francois stood in front of the female statue with soft features, staring at the few bloody words on the wall. There was a row of gold buttons on his chest. He remained silent, letting the surrounding "Purifier" members and those who assisted them The police officers felt uncontrollably depressed.

After a while, the member of the "Purifier" with Southern Continent origin came out of the basement, walked to Angoulem, and said in a lowered voice: "Deacon, there are obvious traces of worshiping evil gods underground, and there are a group of dead and living people. Sacrifice." The cell door has been opened, and part of the kidnapped people escaped. The rest told me that Roger Black Scorpion was indeed using evil magic. "Angouleme listened without expression, looked around, and said to the police around him: "So many people are missing, haven't you noticed? Who told me that there are only some controllable Beyonders in the market area, and if they are arrested, new gangs will enter and bring greater chaos? "

The angry voice echoed in the living room of No. 126 Market Avenue, making every policeman lower his head. At this moment, Angouleme suddenly turned his head and looked at the female statue with soft facial features. He just vaguely felt the wave of anger there, and it disappeared in a flash.

A layer of gold appeared on Angulem's body. He stretched out his right palm and opened the belly of the statue. There is a space there that can accommodate huddled human beings

Inside the hole, a brown-green seed lay quietly inside, turning into powder when blown by the wind.

Breeze Ballroom 2nd floor.

Lumian suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Franka asked.

Lumian didn't know whether he should be happy or confused and replied: "Just now, my provocateur potion was completely digested."

"What big shot did we provoke with what we just did?" Franka guessed, "That Lady Moon or the official Beyonder?"

"It's all possible." Lumian didn't think about it if he couldn't figure it out. Anyway, this is a good thing. It means that he can start to promote to Sequence 7 "Arsonist"!

And this also made him intuitively realize a situation: it is not necessary to summarize all the playing rules in order to completely digest the corresponding magic potion.

After summarizing some of your own acting rules, as long as you act properly and continuously receive feedback, you can completely digest the magic potion through the accumulation of times or time.

Therefore, even if most extraordinary people do not know the "acting method", it is possible for them to rely on time and luck to digest the magic potion...

Lumian mumbled silently with some understanding.

After distributing the potions and deciding to sell the other loot for money, Lumian said goodbye to Franka and deliberately walked around the Breeze Ballroom before leaving Market Avenue and returning to the Golden Rooster Hotel.

As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw the door of room 206 open, and the light of the carbide lamp shone into the dark corridor. When Lumian passed by, he glanced inside and found Gabriel, wearing his favorite black overalls, sitting on the edge of the bed, observing the corridor outside.

"You are finally back!" The playwright stood up happily.

Lumian raised his right eyebrow and said, "You haven't been arrested by the police yet?"

"..." Gabriel didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a few seconds, he couldn't hide his joy and said: "Nathan. Mr. Lopp did not call the police. He also signed a contract with me and bought my script. He said that he originally wanted to give 1,500 Firkin as a down payment. But considering we frightened him, we deducted 500 and waited until the drama officially started, www.youxs.org.”

Lumian laughed and said, "I thought it was Zuolun who asked him to agree, and he would definitely regret it later. I didn't expect that your script really moved him."

You think so, why do you do it? Gabriel cursed instinctively. He explained: "Mr. Lopp understands the eccentricity of artists and does not mind similar things. He said that his last mistress was a female painter who not only raised a sheep on his balcony, but also wanted to To try to make a man feel, I prepared fake props for this and tried to convince him that they broke up because of this."

"You Trier people." As the prank king of Kordu Village, Lumian couldn't help but sigh.

Gabriel came from the provinces, not from Trier, and was completely indifferent to Shireland's taunts. He said sincerely: "Thank you very much. Although I don't agree with your method, without you, my script would never have been seen by Mr. Lopp."

At this point, Gabriel asked with some confusion: "Mr. Lopp said that our writers were not careful at all, and we didn't even cover our faces until we arrived at his door. After chatting for a few words with the doorman in charge of the lobby, he Now that we know our faces, none of us will be able to run away once the police are called. Why didn't you cover your faces in advance when you kidnapped the guard?" Gabriel felt that as a gang leader, Charles shouldn't be so negligent.

Lumian calmly asked, "Why do you have to be blind?"

Gabriel asked blankly: "Why did you get blinded again later?"

Lumian replied calmly: "Because Jenna is confused."

What kind of logic is this. Even as a playwright, Gabriel felt that he could not understand Shire's thoughts. He could feel that Deschar's condition was not normal last night, but he didn't know the specific reason and it was difficult to deduce.

The other party’s mental state and behavioral roots.

Gabriel sighed and said: "Fortunately, the result is good, otherwise we would all be caught by the police..." At this point, he paused because he remembered that Charles was the leader of the Savoy Party and had committed various crimes. Every sin is worse than last night.

Lumian laughed and patted Gabriel on the shoulder: "Even if you are caught, you are just an accessory. You didn't bring a weapon. You can be released on bail for a little money."

After saying that, he walked to his room and opened the door of 207.

Gabriel looked at Charles's back, a little confused, but also a little happy.

In room 207, Lumian carefully inspected the "corrupted mercury". He felt that if the dagger was not repaired, it would last for three months.

"Actually, you can ask Franka. She might know a few people who can repair magical items and extraordinary weapons." Lumian half-closed his eyes and began to "communicate" with "Fallen Mercury." After a while, he knew what fate he had received this time: the fate of Roger Black Scorpion drinking heavily.

Lumian then put away "Fallen Mercury", stood up, left the room, and went up to the third floor. He walked to the door of Room 310 and heard the lunatic still shouting in panic: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

Lumian took out half of the wire, opened the door, and saw the madman squatting on the moonlit ground, holding his head and trembling.

Lumian leaned half against the door frame and laughed: "You are lucky. The ghost of Montsuri has not come to kill you yet. I don't know if it is too busy or is slacking off."

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