Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

The pain caused by the explosion on his left palm made Lumian almost pull out the silver-black short knife that had been inserted into the main trunk of the "Tree of Shadows".

Relying on strong perseverance and familiarity with similar injuries, he controlled his body's instinctive reaction with great difficulty.

His brain was stimulated by this and he became clear enough to get away from Susanna. Two more desires were imposed by Matisse.

Pain and reason intertwined and swept through his mind, followed by a vast torrent of horrific scenes.

Those are the various experiences accumulated by the "Tree of Shadows" over more than a thousand years. They are the countless desire fragments that watered it and made up its trunk. They are the multiple possible futures of this evil giant tree.

They were connected together by a long illusory river of mercury, flooding Lumian's thoughts like a flood.

Not only were there so many that they could burst the head of any mid- to low-sequence person, but some of the scenes made Lumian instinctively choose to ignore them, choosing to ignore them, not daring to look at them or distinguish them.

Just when he thought his mind would be washed away by this vast torrent and turned into a blank piece of paper, he found that he could endure it, as if there was extra space to accommodate countless scenes beyond the limit.

Lumian did not dare to waste time choosing the fate he wanted to exchange. Following his dangerous intuition and spiritual instinct, he directly selected a scene: "A brown-green tree root extended towards the bottom of an ancient building, but was blocked by darkness. The invisible flames that burned quietly and illuminated an area were directly engulfed.

"With a kacha sound, the tree root broke off and fell into the depths of darkness. Purple fire first appeared on the surface, and then as the flame turned into a color that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, it dissipated in an instant, leaving no powder behind. "

Lumian withdrew "Fallen Mercury" and tried hard to pry this fate away, but it didn't react at all.

Whoosh whoosh!

The brown and green tree trunks that were not too thick were like short spears thrown by soldiers in a row, flying towards Lumian's body from top to bottom in an overwhelming manner.

Any one of them is enough to penetrate the target and insert it into the root of the knotted tree.

Susanna in the blurred canopy. After Matisse continuously used abilities such as "***", "Appetite", "Greed", and "Desire for Expression" to affect Lumian without any effect, his green eyes expanded and he chose to use the ability of the tree spirit to do physical damage. of blow.

And what she relies on is the "Tree of Shadows", and the corresponding means are far more powerful than those of the same kind that use ordinary trees as companions.

Although she still didn't believe that the so-called "Cursed Blade" used by the sacrifice could harm the "Tree of Shadows", the opponent's momentum and performance made her feel alert, and she subconsciously thought it would be better to interrupt.

I would rather believe that there is serious harm and make over-the-limit responses in advance than be careless and just sit back and watch things develop!

At most, the former is a waste of a certain amount of power, consumes part of the energy, and delays the completion of the ritual for a little longer, while the latter may bring about changes that she does not want to see and a failure.

Even if the probability is low, we must take precautions and not wait until it actually happens to make up for it!

The flesh-and-blood robe covering Lumian's body suddenly shrank inwards, making him thinner and thinner, avoiding most of the short tree trunk spears.

Two of them were unable to hide and fell on Lumian's left and right shoulders respectively.

The flesh and blood that made up the robe were like soldiers who had heard the order, rushing towards the location where the short spear was about to hit the tree, building up layers of bloody cushions.

With the banging sound, the layers of flesh and blood were directly pierced by the two brown-green tree spears, and more flesh and blood came in, frantically filling the gap.

Although Mr. K's fingers turned into flesh and blood robes to eliminate the damage, Lumian was still pressed by the force of a giant hammer, causing his legs to bend and fall backwards.

At this time, he felt that the fate of "brown-green tree roots being burned off by invisible flames" was somewhat loosened.

The illusory power that pried it up not only belonged to Lumian, but also came from his left chest, from an unknown place.

Lumian gritted his teeth and used the momentum of falling backwards to stir up that fate with great difficulty, turning it into mercury droplets that mixed with the inside of the silver-black short knife.

The stored fate of "Meeting the Ghost of Montsuri" was exchanged.

A crisp sound of snapping sounded, and "Fallen Mercury" was overwhelmed and unable to bear its corresponding fate. Obvious cracks appeared one after another. Some were abnormally long, some were subtle, and some directly penetrated the blade.

With a thud, Lumian fell onto the roots of the knotted trees entrenched on the ground, getting rid of the remaining power of the short spear on the brown-green tree trunks.

His shoulder hurt, but he was not seriously injured, and the robe made of flesh and blood began to disintegrate and drip down, blocking the giant pale flower and brown-green cracks that were opening their "mouth" to try to swallow Lumian--Lu When Mian fell, he fell on top of them.

With a roar, red flames shot up, burning these evil objects. Lumian took advantage of the situation and turned over, moving to a relatively safe position.

Until this moment, he didn't think of a question. While smelling the occult smelling salts and avoiding attacks from trees, branches, green leaves, vines, roots and flowers, he whispered in the sound of sneezes: "Meet Meng. The ghost of Suri, Ah Zhi, doesn’t mean that the ghost of Suri will attack immediately!”

If it drags on for a while, what's the point of the effort just now?

Not only did the ghost of Monsuri come back to attack the "Tree of Shadows" in a month or two, but even if it was only four or five minutes later, Lumian felt that he had no hope. By then, the preparations for the ceremony would have been completed, and the sacrifice would be inevitable. It has been quite some time, and under the watchful eye of the evil god "Mother Tree of Desire", based on the characteristics that Monsuli's ghost has shown before, there is a high probability that it will choose to wait for a while before coming back.

The majestic voice of Thermipolos once again echoed in Lumian's body and ears: "It is coming, it is destined."

At the virtual canopy, Susanna no longer attacked Lumian. With the help of the "Tree of Shadows", she remotely ordered Charlotte to control the sacrifice while sinking her consciousness into this brown-green giant tree, looking for the silver-black color. The problem that the short sword strike just now may have caused.

Discover it early, solve it early, and advance the sacrificial ceremony early!

After listening to Thermipolos's words, Lumian couldn't help but ask again: "Can the ghost of Monsuri really destroy the "Tree of Shadows"? "Although both are evil things, this tree has taken root in the underground of Trier for more than a thousand years and has been nourished by countless desires. The giant tree associated with the secret evil god obviously makes people feel higher and more terrifying. More evil. Thermipolos's rich voice sounded: "No.

"But it can affect the "Tree of Shadows" to a certain extent, giving you an opportunity to escape from here. "

As soon as Thermipolos finished speaking, Lumian saw a black shadow suddenly appear from the side.

It is slightly hunched over, like an old man who has been overwhelmed by the burden of life.

The ghost of Montsouri!

It passed through various restrictions, ignored many obstacles, and came to this alien space occupied by the "Shadow Tree".

The hunched black figure took a step forward and instantly reached the edge of the brown-green trunk, catching the eyes of Susanna and Charlotte.

They instinctively sensed a threat, but neither of them connected the shadow with the legend of the Monsouri ghost in Trier.

They frantically stirred up the various desires of the ghost of Montsouri, but they were like throwing stones into an abyss without a bottom, and there was no echo at all.

At this time, Lumian saw clearly the true appearance of Montsuri's ghost for the first time.

It is not an old man, not even a human being. It is closer to a human form pulled out of a sticky black shadow, with its back hunched up.

Montsuri's ghost stared at the "Tree of Shadows" for two seconds, then moved forward again and pressed against the brown-green trunk.

It suddenly turned into an evil, pitch-black liquid, corroding the layers of tree bark.

A large pool of wet black appeared on the surface of the huge tree trunk, which continued to infect the surrounding area and expand its area.

The dust-white restricted area immediately made an appointment. In the blink of an eye, the entire bottom of the "Shadow Tree" was occupied by this black shadow, and Susanna Matisse and Charlotte. Calvino's various attacks failed to work.

The next second, this world with blue sky and white clouds like an oil painting, and the ground covered with knotted tree roots, began to shake obviously, as if it had encountered a violent earthquake.

There are tiny illusory cracks on the surface of the tree trunk, on the ground, and high in the sky. Some of them are still slowly expanding, allowing Lumian to see through them the corner of the street outside, surrounded by branches, The epitome of chaos influenced by vines and desire.

"Be prepared." The majestic voice of Thermipolos sounded in Lumian's ears.

Seeing that there is no way to stop the ghost of Monsouri, and that things are going wrong, Susanna. Matisse showed an expression of resentment and recited a mantra in ancient Hermetic, "O son of God who should not have been born, you are the prison that imprisons the curse, the evil that corrodes history."

"I sincerely pray to you for help."

Suzanne. As soon as Matisse finished speaking, the branches under the virtual canopy "secreted" a lot of thick and dark liquid at the same time.

This is very similar to the black liquid incarnated by the ghost of Montsuri, but it is very different. It is more chaotic, more crazy, and more evil.

Almost at the same time, a pale and deformed skull head grew out of the liquid secreted from the tree trunk, a yellow eyeball wrapped with thick blood vessels, a bright red tongue flowing with disgusting pus, and a There are many weird and indescribable things that make people crazy just by seeing them.

In the wilderness where Ms. "Judgement" and "Ms. Moon" fought.

Chaotic streets and other places were still scattered everywhere, and the giant brown-green tree shook, and tiny gaps appeared on and around the surface, one after another that seemed to penetrate the void.

At this moment, a layered illusory door was outlined in the sky.

A lady with a lazy temperament wearing an orange dress walked out, onto the wilderness where Ms. "Judgement" and "Ms. Moon" were fighting.

Chaotic streets and other places were still scattered everywhere, and the giant brown-green tree shook, and tiny gaps appeared on and around the surface, one after another that seemed to penetrate the void.

At this moment, a layered illusory door was outlined in the sky.

A lady with a lazy temperament wearing an orange dress walked out. On her face, there were half-curved insects crawling in and out, exuding bright starlight, making it impossible to tell that she was originally appearance.

The lady came to the giant brown and green tree in one step, stretched out her hands, grabbed both sides of an invisible gap, and planned to tear it open!

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