Mystery: The Star Key

Chapter 12: goal arrival

Standing in the center of the wheel, Igna can also clearly feel the changes in the space.

Although the stair ascent is just a physical action, it brings about a change of astronomical intention.

In an instant, the light in the building became much darker.

The light falling in the room changed from the thin morning light to a slightly reddish "moonlight".

At this time, Igna raised his head and looked at the huge glass window again, and found that the light shining in from the outside had indeed changed.

If the previous bright light was like the early morning sun outside the building, then at this time, the light source shining outside the window is like the red moon rising at night.

moon!

Watch out for the moon!

The warning that was almost engraved in the bone marrow suddenly echoed in Igna's ears.

At the same time, there was a surging tidal sound like the tide of the moon in his ears.

"Wow-wow--"

The sound of the waves was extremely loud.

The sound of the waves crashing against the stones made Igna feel as if the waterfront was outside the building.

Even, this building is built on the cliff by the sea.

"Wow-wow--"

Igna only felt as if he was on the edge of a cliff. The weather was gloomy, and the crimson moon was in the sky.

The air was cold and damp, and there was only crimson in the eyes.

crimson.

And something seemed to rise from that depth.

Almost at the moment when the hallucination appeared, without hesitation, Ignat immediately took four steps in the opposite direction, chanted four incantations in a low voice, and went to the gray fog.

A hazy gray fog surrounded him.

Hearing the familiar cry, roar. Ignat actually felt a moment of peace of mind. At least the pain and suffering was familiar to him.

Soon, Igna saw a few strands of blue-black mist drifting away from his body.

He came to the small study above the gray fog unscathed.

Looking at the neat and orderly room and the warm lamp, things here seem to be the same as ever.

If there is always a corner in this world, it can make him feel safe.

That's it.

"Thank you. Senior Xiao Zhou." Su Yuanning said in a low voice.

Then, Igna did not stay in the small study, but returned directly to reality.

But when he returned to reality, Igna also clearly felt a clear stream rushing through his mind.

"There is no more pollution in your spirit." The voice of justice seemed to flicker over his mind.

Her tone was very soft, not surprising.

It was as if he had expected such a change.

She smiled slightly and said, "Although it's all done by you."

Only then did Igna react. It turned out that in the face of pollution, justice was well prepared.

And everything he just did was seen by the "justice" on the island of the soul.

But Igna didn't panic.

"Thank you for your fairness and sensitivity. It is the grace of Mr. Fool that I have the honor to hear the gospel you preach." Igna drew a gesture of the Church of the Fool in his heart, "Praise your kindness."

"Thank you for your praise." A righteous chuckle came from Igna's ear, "I also praise Mr. Fool."

Igna understood that Justice understood his overtones.

But the justice of the Tarot Society still made him awe-inspiring.

It is hard to imagine how awe-inspiring and terrifying existence she would be if she were not on her own side.

Igna looked back in the direction of justice.

He saw Justice, the stars, and the magician all looking at him on the other side.

So, the stars and the magician on the other side, how much did they see and how much did they hear?

Igna didn't know. But he saw Xingxing's thoughtful expression.

And the friendly and trusting smiles of Fors and Miss Justice.

Even with such a change in the environment, they didn't have any hostility towards him.

"The mental pollution in everyone present has been removed." Justice looked at Igna and asked, "So, Igna, what are we going to do next?"

"Go to the third floor." At this moment, Igna was finally able to spit out that simple word smoothly.

It seems that in the change just now, his language restrictions have also been lifted.

"Go to the silver gate on the third floor," Ignatius said. "Zion will be waiting for us there."

Go to the third floor.

Sounds like an easy and simple act again.

However, because of the overall rise of floors, the environment inside the building has become a little different.

Those who have traveled the familiar path before seem to have added some completely different traces because of this change.

They seem to have come to the same place in another "time".

The patients on the road seem to be "refreshed" again.

However, these big-headed patients are no longer the same as they once saw.

Today, all of the patients are lying prone on the ground in restraint garments.

Their bodies were bound by black straps on their restraints.

Such changes make these big-headed patients look like maggots now.

However, a small part of their hands and feet were exposed, and their thin palms and soles were attached to the ground, which looked like tentacles or insect feet.

After the stairs changed, these patients not only changed their appearance.

They also seem to be starting to become sensitive, not as they were when they were upright. Now, as long as they are less than ten meters away from these maggots, they can sense the approach of others.

and wriggling towards them.

Most of the task of killing monsters is handed over to Xingxing and Igna.

As a mage, Igna's speed in killing monsters is far less than that of Sequence 4's Lord Night's Watch. But he's still trying to do his part.

Although somewhat overwhelmed.

The form of the monster is disgusting.

Their attack method is even more doubtful, how many of these big-headed patients are human.

It's not just wriggling, twisting, and rolling as it moves. When they attacked people, they were like worms, bending their bodies and trying to squirt something out of their mouths.

Fortunately, though. These patients, while disgusting in the way they attack, also seem to have their IQ pulled above the worm's level.

Xingxing never let these patients spit out the contents of their stomachs.

So does Igna.

Wearing the armor of the morning light, he charged forward like a knight, stabbing the monsters in the opposite direction before they acted.

Although he was partly curious, he wanted to know what those monsters would spit out of their stomachs.

However, he still didn't do that.

It is always the best choice to strangle him in a cage before the danger comes.

And when he encounters an enemy whose ability is higher than himself, but whose IQ is lower than that of a bug, Igna can handle it with ease.

I don't know if it's because I just told everything.

Encountering such a disgusting, unusual, and seemingly large-headed patient with strange attributes, Mr. Xingxing never showed the previous distrust, hostility and ridicule towards him.

Even, there are many times, when Igna was too late to deal with the monster, he cleared the obstacles for him.

"Thank you. Mr. Xingxing." Igna said sincerely every time.

"You don't have to say it every time." When Ignat thanked him for the sixth time, Xingxing finally answered him. "It's just a hands-on effort."

When Xingxing answered, his tone was not very good. Even a little impatient. But Igna felt an inexplicable sense of friendliness.

Why? Ignatius was puzzled.

But the friendliness of the stars, no doubt, is good news.

Under the gradual cooperation of tacit understanding, a group of four finally came to the silver door on the third floor.

Ignatius was absolutely right.

After pushing the mechanism on the roof, the passage to the silver gate opened.

And when the four of them stood in front of the gate on the third floor, Igna heard someone say that not far behind.

"Igna, you are very good."

It was a very familiar voice to Igna, and he looked behind him. Zion was smiling at him not far away.

At the same time, Igna also found out.

The moment he looked back, the magician, justice, and stars who were supposed to act together were all "paused" by some ability. It's like some kind of special ability.

At this moment, only he can act.

Only he could hear Zion's voice.

Zion's voice is still gentle and refined, low and rhythmic.

He said with a slightly apologetic tone: "I'm sorry for creating some difficulties for you and your friends without your consent."

"I sincerely apologize to you here, but I also hope that I can get your understanding."

"But, I think you should know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ why I did this?" Zion looked at Igna and whispered.

His rippling blue eyes were filled with the gentleness of an elder. Like stars in the dark night.

Igna was stunned, but nodded slightly.

"I know."

Maybe at first, he was also confused.

Why elusive danger and goodwill coexist in the same place.

Why did Zion allow him to bring people to explore while creating a rift between them.

Why this brought him here is the extraordinary characteristic of Bethel Abraham, the master here is Zion, but the important passage leads to the door of Mariana Tamara.

In the process of moving forward, Igna did not stop thinking about these questions for a moment.

Not all answers now.

But, as to why Zion is doing this.

Ignatius already knew.

All the crux, can be condensed in one point.

"■■■■"

But this point, Igna can only be tacit.

So, looking at Zion's quiet eyes, Ignatine bent his eyes, and asked respectfully and politely with those same blue eyes:

"So, what should I do next?"

"I think you still need to give my friend some explanation."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zion's eyes.

But the smile in his eyes deepened.