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"The corpse must be disposed of properly, news of the death of high-level officials must be reported, and some associated hidden impacts, such as 'worms', must be treated with extreme caution."

“But everything is not rushed for a few hours”

Roy returned to the dressing table and sat down quietly, gradually regaining the spiritual state of thoughts and imagination brought about by the seven tribute sessions.

Even if this state of tuning for 49 hours will completely disappear within half an hour to an hour, then the intelligence network and control methods of the Special Patrol Office will catch up as quickly as possible, and she will never have a second chance to start over again. It is also necessary to play it safe.

After about twenty minutes, Roy finally added essential oil to the evaporator of the candlestick and then closed his eyes.

Entering the dream "Basin Area", drifting all the way to the core area!

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Mottled curtains dance in layers high in the sky, celestial fragments shine like coal crystals, and a huge reverse vortex leading to the depths of the sky is slowly rotating.

This is directly under the Hui Pagoda, and all kinds of alluring gnosis are pulling him. Roy follows the revelation of what he longs for and desires, and heads towards the most beautiful and brilliant light.

There is the entrance to the "Gate of Fantasy"!

The scene in the passage lacked most of the details, but after repeated attempts and adjustments, she found an unobstructed observation direction. Then, burning with inspiration, she walked through with all her strength, and discussed the principles of action regarding "evolution" Answer the propositions one by one, and accept the judgment of inspiration one by one.

In the process, she felt that one after another strangely colored moths were born in her thoughts.

They fly out of their own minds, fly out of the boundary between the emotional body and the astral body, dance in the passage of the door, and capture the gnosis in the body.

The moment he passed by, the moths dancing in the sky returned to a part of his beautiful thoughts!

The light that flooded the bedroom rippled like water. Roy slowly opened his eyes and breathed a little quickly.

The bed hanging on the balcony as a swing slid to the ground, the window lattice on the ground returned to the wall, the starlight and the Milky Way from the fireplace turned into leaping flames, the mirror folded in the cloakroom reflected the seats on the ceiling back to the ground, and again Slowly flowed to the dressing table, and the wine glass filled with blooming flowers quickly became empty.

After all the illusions disappeared, her violent spiritual state initially calmed down.

Thanks to the accumulation of academic study and artistic inspiration since childhood, he has been promoted to the first level of Xiaoxiao in one and a half years since he opened the door of mystery.

"With my slightly mediocre talent and more generous school resources, can I barely catch up with you?"

The corner of Roy's mouth moved slightly, and he called "Light of First Acquaintance" one after another. The light, shadow and space twisted and folded wherever he went. He took one step to the balcony, one step to the front door, and two more steps to stand in the quiet back garden of the villa.

A chaotic secret atmosphere shook the air. She descended into the chariot. After initially experiencing the strange feeling of being essentially enhanced in all aspects, she raised her hand to the front and tried the more special secret technique of "Yan". .

An illusory lampshade with irregular carvings was thrown into the air and shattered in the air, releasing a large group of moths of various shapes imprisoned inside!

Some of them caused the grass to burn, the springs to freeze, the flowers to poison and wither, the flower pots to grow tentacles, some cut off the light poles, sucked the insects, tied the trees, stunned the birds, and some It turned into fireworks of confusion, some exploded with healing fragrance, some emitted psychedelic music, and a moth turned into a spiritual skeleton that obeyed orders.

These are just some of the moths that have intuitively seen effects during experiments.

Using the gnosis of the "Gate of Imagination", the Insightful One can release up to 49 moth swarms at the same time and fly to the designated location or object. Each moth will turn into a secret technique with random phases, such as ice and fire. , storms, thunder and lightning, diseases and poisons, cutting of entities, possession of resentful spirits, pollution of knowledge, limitations of movement or spiritual sense, interference of time and space, etc. The intensity of the invisible power of each secret technique ranges from low level to high level. The levels vary.

This is a completely "unintentional" situation and the lowest consumption of inspiration.

In addition, it can also be performed with a certain purpose, which will make the random secrets of the moths tend to a certain type of function. However, as the purpose of the idea becomes stronger, the inspiration consumption will rise sharply.

"On average, the enemy Insight can withstand the siege of more than 20 mid-to-high-level Knowledgeable Ones at the same time. The upper limit is higher, but it is actually somewhat uncontrollable. There are some healing, auxiliary, Summoning secret spells are likely to produce some strange effects and are not suitable for letting your companions encounter these moths. It is not suitable to release only one moth or 49 moths at once, even if you have the subjective idea of ​​healing or purification. , and they may not be symptomatic. Even I don’t know what they will turn into later.”

"Well, for the enemy, this is still a very powerful method, and it is easy to create chaos in the group. Its inspiration consumption is far lower than I expected, which makes up for the previous lack of direct confrontation ability. This is combined with the ability to fold local space." The light of first acquaintance', as well as various high-end extraordinary items on the body."

From now on, Roy is a veritable senior figure in the official organization.

At this moment, she truly felt that improvement in strength was the most important trump card and reliance. Her mentality instantly became calmer, and she became increasingly grateful for the revelation brought by Bishop Lavoisier.

"The steps that the priest gave me before he left have been completely completed. It's up to me to decide what to do next."

Roy slowly walked back to the main entrance, still passing by the bedroom on the second floor where the body was placed, and went straight to the third floor.

She quickly traced the secret of a specific mirror symbol on a piece of parchment. The complexity of the lines was far beyond the range of experience that could be remembered. It could only be transcendental knowledge from the deep spiritual level.

She placed the paper on the candle and ignited it. After closing her eyes and falling asleep, she landed in a tortuous place.

This looks like a "museum" or "art corridor" in the style of a royal palace. There are paintings with mysterious contents hanging everywhere, sculptures and crafts that span style periods, and rows of old books in the grids above.

Some places are sprinkled with bright sunshine, some places are immersed in shadows and dust, some corridors are abruptly broken at the end, connecting to the empty fog, and some walls have shutters, outside is a complex and bizarre scenery.

There are faint whispers everywhere, but as long as you don't distinguish them carefully, it won't cause too much trouble.

As the "Sighing Corridor" of the Yiyong Secret Realm controlled by the Bologna School for hundreds of years, there are records of the collection of four artifact source god wreckages in history. Some people think that their loss means that they have escaped pollution by chance, while others think that this is an unfortunate break in the inheritance of knowledge.

But no matter what, this is still the gathering place of the school's top extraordinary resources and an indispensable place for core members to study and climb.

"Ms. Roy, good night." "Hello, Vice President Miller."

"Hello, Miss." "Hello, Professor Herring."

""

Along the way, dozens of people turned their heads from reading, looking at paintings or viewing the scenery to greet Roy.

These people were either presidents, deans or professors of the major well-known universities in Theolian, public academic figures or well-known artists who were rarely seen on weekdays, or outstanding people from other aristocratic surnames. Of course, there was a lot of overlap between the identities of these two in the upper class.

No one noticed her spiritual changes in essence. Without descending into the chariot, the wise could not see other wise.

Roy responded with a polite smile all the way and walked towards an open library.

After standing for about ten breaths, she saw the figure of her father in a gray jacket of the Western Continent appear in front of the desk.