Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

The more Aurore thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong:

www.youxs.org, www.youxs.org?

If the priest is the one who is favored by the hidden existence, so that the entire small group regards him as the leader, then he should have accepted the gift long ago and no longer be an ordinary person!

And if he is slow to accept the gift, he will definitely be excluded.

In this case, the original status, power, and scheming are no longer comparable to one's own strength and distance from the gods.

Since there was no extra time to think, Aurore could only think of two explanations:

First, within that small group, www.youxs.org, he just used his special status to provide a place for conspiracy to conceal the anomalies from the "Eternal Sun" Church in the Daliege area. The real leader is someone else!

www.youxs.org, but is waiting for an opportunity that allows him to directly obtain more powerful power.

And no matter which explanation, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

Aurore looked at the three sheep and asked further:

"www.youxs.org?"

The three sheep each wrote their own answers:

"www.youxs.org."

"A shepherd named Nior."

"He was called Niall."

www.youxs.org, he also gained great power? Aurore knew this man.

He is also a shepherd in Kordu Village, www.youxs.org, but it seems that he did not come back early this time.

"Where's Nior? I didn't see him in the village." Aurore asked.

The three sheep walked a few steps, left the place full of words, and found new blank soil to start writing:

"he died."

"Killed by me."

"We took him out, but we still got caught."

Die in counterattack? Aurore nodded thoughtfully:

"Are you all extraordinary?"

The three sheep did not continue to write in Plateau dialect with their hooves, but gave a positive reply by nodding.

Aurore said "hmm", her thoughts racing in her mind:

www.youxs.org, what do you want to do?

And one of them died...

Either Niall's strength is far inferior to Pierre, or they obtained the power through gifts and are not so proficient in mastering it. Problems inevitably arise in extraordinary battles...

Aurore looked at the three sheep again and said:

"Do you know why Pierre arrested you?"

The three sheep began to write again:

"I heard him talk about God and devotion."

"Probably for blood sacrifice."

"I suspect he wants to sacrifice us to the evil god."

Sure enough, extraordinary people have extremely high spirituality and possess special qualities. They are sacrifices that are many times stronger than ordinary people, and can even more please the evil gods... www.youxs.org, go to other countries to capture extraordinary people to sacrifice? This is indeed not easy to attract the attention of local officials... Aurore nodded slightly.

She asked solemnly:

"Did Pierre mention that god's name?

"In other words, who did you pray to for the ritual that turned you into sheep?"

The three sheep were stunned at the same time, as if they were lost in memories.

Then, they all lowered their heads and stretched out their hooves towards the soil in front of them.

For some reason, Aurore suddenly felt that the surroundings were much colder and dimmer, just like the sun in the sky was blocked by dark clouds, and there happened to be a cool breeze blowing from the mountains.

The three sheep began to write.

Aurore's spiritual intuition had a strong warning, and she immediately shouted:

"Wait a moment!"

The three sheep suddenly raised their heads and looked at her.

Bloody tears were shed from the corners of their eyes at some point, and the fur on their faces was stained and stained, which was very scary.

The next second, the three sheep continued to write.

Aurore turned around quickly and ran towards the edge of the fence.

When she left the sheepfold and looked back, the three sheep were bathing in the sunlight falling from high in the sky.

If it weren't for the traces of blood still remaining on their faces, nothing would be abnormal.

Thump, thump... Aurore's heart was still beating wildly.

She gasped and rejoiced:

"If I hadn't mastered the secret technique of sealing the eyes, I would see things I shouldn't have seen from time to time. I have been tested for a long time and have strong intuition. I really couldn't react just now..."

She then took out the iron-black powder and threw it into the sheepfold.

The words on the dirt floor were immediately erased by invisible hands.

As for the stains on the sheep's face, Aurore had difficulty cleaning them with magic, and she didn't dare to get close, so she scrubbed them directly with water.

She was worried that the three sheep were different from before and were potentially dangerous.

…………

In the old tavern, Lumian, who was drinking light green absinthe, leaned on the bar with his right elbow and looked around casually.

He didn't see the mysterious lady, nor did he find the three strangers Ryan, Liya, and Valentine.

For the former, he didn't know when the other party would show up, so he could only try his luck. For the following three, he thought they should be walking in the village, looking for someone to chat with.

"Actually, I have a chance to get married." www.youxs.org babbled.

"Really?" Lumian mocked, "Who can fall in love with a shepherd?"

Pierre sighed and said:

"Most of the plain pastures we went to have owners, either from a manor owner or from a nearby village. If you want to graze cattle, you must either pay a pasture tax or marry a girl from the village and settle there."

"This is a good thing for the shepherds." Lumian smiled.

Pierre took a sip of absinthe and glanced sideways at him:

"The girl must be able to like you, and she must not ask for a dowry.

"That time, there happened to be a girl who thought I was pretty good, didn't mind that I was a pauper and a shepherd, and was willing to marry me. Was she stupid?"

"Yes." Lumian nodded "honestly".

Pierre was holding a bottle of light green absinthe and was silent for a while before saying:

"Then she died.

"She was working in a factory on the outskirts of the city. She was too tired and fell ill. I went to several churches, asked priests to pray for her, and found doctors to treat her, but it was all in vain.

"After that day, I understood something."

"What's the point?" Lumian took a sip of absinthe.

Resentment flashed across Pierre's face:

"Those people with flesh on their bodies and shit on their bodies can't save us!"

"The body is not made of flesh. Is it okay if you don't need to poop down there?" Lumian asked.

Pierre chuckled twice:

"Those are saints and angels, but will they look at us?"

Lumian clicked his tongue:

"Then why do you go to the church to pray to the priest?

"Not only does he have flesh on his body and shit down there, but he also likes to sleep with women."

Pierre turned his head again and glanced at Lumian:

"You don't understand. He has some kind of intelligence that can save our souls."

"Intellectuality?" Lumian didn't quite understand the word.

Pierre took another sip of the light green absinthe and seemed not to hear the question.

Lumian did not dare to inquire in depth, so he chatted instead:

"I heard someone say that you have been to church at one or two o'clock, why do you still go to church at three or four o'clock?"

Pierre smiled gently and said:

"In the afternoon you can chat with people who are equally intellectual."

He did not deny going to church in the afternoon.

Lumian breathed a sigh of relief - at least for now, no one else could retain the memory and interfere with the process of "history".

www.youxs.org, small group exchanges are held at three or four in the afternoon.

After drinking, seeing that dinner time had arrived, www.youxs.org, we returned home.

When he came to a secluded path, www.youxs.org, he was blocked.

With a strong body, www.youxs.org, he said with a ferocious smile:

"Are you good at playing pranks in the afternoon? You must delay our time in the church.

"If the priest hadn't been there, I would have beaten you right then!

"You bastard, come and eat your father Pence's cock."

Lumian was stunned for a second by this guy's stupidity, and then felt ecstatic.

His and Aurore's judgments were correct. In the last cycle, before Naroka's funeral, www.youxs.org, the smell of danger could be smelled!

Now he actually dares to block an extraordinary person!

Without hesitation, Lumian turned around and ran wildly.

Pons and his thugs followed.

But as soon as they broke out of the path sandwiched between two buildings, they lost track of their target.

www.youxs.org, ordered his subordinates:

"Look everywhere."

He felt that Lumian could not run that fast and should be hiding nearby.

The thugs immediately spread out and searched for nearby hiding places, www.youxs.org.

Lumian, who climbed to the second floor of the house next to him, saw this and said "Hey" and jumped directly to Pence.

boom!

Pengsi was knocked to the ground by the huge force, his blood boiled, his vision turned black, and he briefly lost his ability to fight.

If Lumian hadn't restrained himself and didn't hit him directly, he might have broken a few bones.

Lumian stood up, bent down and grabbed Pence's left and right forearms, and smiled at him:

"Come, let's get close."

Before Pence could resist, he pulled the opponent into his arms and pushed him with his knees.

With a pop, Peng Si's eyes nearly popped out, his face full of extreme pain.

thump!

Lumian let go, letting the guy fall to the ground and curl up into a shrimp.

He then turned around and ran into the path before a few thugs ran back, and disappeared at the end.

…………

Part-time living room and dining room in the kitchen.

Lumian informed his sister about the situation on his side:

"www.youxs.org...can confirm, www.youxs.org."

Aurore nodded slightly and talked about his experiences, especially the unknown and inexplicable danger at the end.

Lumian thought for a while and said:

"The mysterious lady said that certain beings could cause you to be tainted simply by knowing of His existence."

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