Shadow Apostle

The light and shadow outside the window flickered.

The brightness doesn't look very high.

However, something contrary to common sense occurred.

It was obviously brighter than outside, but the kerosene lamp inside the house couldn't overpower the light and shadow outside.

The weak light penetrates to the strong light side instead.

Casting a flickering light on the curtains.

The light outside was much brighter than when he first retreated into the room.

Even the ground and the carriage outside the window were illuminated by the light from that color.

Horst took a deep breath and lowered the curtains.

His eyes turned to Miss Burnt in the room.

Miss Burnt tapped her fingertips on the medical kit.

He was mumbling something unknown.

In the medicine box, hundreds of medicine bottles are arranged densely in the box, and there are

"That thing..."

"It's changing."

Horst sighed, a mystery that remains constant is a good mystery.

Any change is likely to contain dangers.

Or there is a greater danger hidden.

"Huh, then the sooner the better, Mr. Horst."

Jessica looked at the window sealed with curtains, frowned and said seriously:

"Time is running out, I need your cooperation to refine the secret medicine together."

"At your service, my lady."

"Yes." Nodding slightly, Jessica knelt in front of the medical box and opened the small drawer at the bottom.

Horst only felt a cold breath coming towards his face.

It was as if I could hear endless souls wailing in my ears.

Jessica took out a small box, which contained several paintbrushes and nine small grids filled with semi-solids.

He grabbed the paintbrush and dipped it into something gray, his movements clearly filled with disgust.

Then he lay on the ground in an indistinct manner, and first drew a circle on the ground with his fingers.

"There is a small compartment on the back of the box. Inside is an alcohol stove and a few crucibles. Yes, it's them. Take them out and put them in this circle."

Horst put down the equipment and saw that Jessica was already circling around in a circle, using a paintbrush to draw patterns on the ground.

The pattern is quite complex, and her movements are particularly focused.

"I will narrate, you will operate, now, ignite."

"Crucible No. 3."

"Medicine bottle compartment, row A, No. 13, basic concoction, seven drops, able to use a dropper... very good."

Glancing up, Jessica immersed herself in sketching the pattern again.

"When you get angry, you have to move quickly. The empty test tube on the left..."

Horst took a deep breath, tried to steady his hands, and pulled out an empty test tube.

First add three spoonfuls of Rhododendron striata pollen, then add twelve drops of Longyancao extract, and start shaking continuously.

A burning sensation came from the fingers holding the test tube.

It's like holding a volcano about to erupt.

Three, two, one.

Pour into the crucible.

A few sparks popped out of the liquid.

No matter, move quickly.

Fifty milliliters of holy water from the Temple of the Sun was poured in at one go.

Instead of cooling, the solution began to boil violently.

Waves of abnormal burning sensation came from the crucible.

"hiss……"

Horst, who was staring at the solution, tilted his head inadvertently.

At some point, the room became a lot brighter.

Looking carefully, the light from outside has penetrated into the house.

The thick walls couldn't block the light.

Let the light easily penetrate the wall and seep into the room.

It simply breaks all the mysterious rules of light.

And it flickers and jumps and becomes very restless.

It was like sensing the power contained in the crucible.

Don't listen, don't look.

As long as I don't observe you, you can't influence me.

Don't try to distract me.

Horst recited the operation steps silently in his mind, lowered his eyes and picked up an ash stone associated with the lava mine.

Throw it into the crucible as instructed by Jessica.

The warm and hard stone melts when it enters the water, and the already boiling liquid begins to surge violently from the bottom, like lava about to erupt to the surface.

Tweezers, tweezers, here.

He picked up a Sun Chaser's eyeball and almost dropped it several times, forcing Horst to throw it into the rolling liquid in a hurry.

The eyeball floats and sinks in the liquid, but remains unscathed under high temperatures.

Leaves, three leaves of soul-inducing grass.

Horst tore it into pieces and threw them into the crucible.

The leaf fragments wrapped around the eyeballs strangely, rolling with them.

"Then, Jessica, there is no change."

"Vampire vine, be careful, it is a mysterious creature, even if it is cut off it is quite dangerous."

By the way, I forgot the most important last step.

Pinch out a small tentacle-like vine from the solid box.

Something came out of the cuff, swung it on Horst's wrist, then retracted it and wrapped it around his wrist again.

Fortunately you don't want to eat.

Horst clamped the two ends and stretched his arms straight, keeping them as far away from his body as possible.

Hanging in the air, waiting for the changes in the crucible.

My eyes are getting brighter.

More light penetrated the wall.

The light spreads from the direction of the well mouth to the opposite side of the house.

It's like swallowing the whole house into the light and shadow.

Horst twitched the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and threw the blood-sucking vine into the crucible from a long distance away.

As soon as the vine entered the water, it immediately shook violently.

It's like overturning a crucible.

"Okay, Miss Jessica, what's behind you?"

"I'll come later."

Jessica didn't even raise her head to look at the light outside.

Only then did her paintbrush pause on the ground, and the fourth quarter-circle fan shape was successfully completed.

There are four fan shapes, each with countless complicated and creepy patterns painted inside.

Looking at these patterns, Horst seemed to see countless hideous and twisted terrifying monsters entrenched in the circular space on the ground.

Every monster roared violently, as if expressing the anger in their hearts.

"I hate secret medicines. These techniques are all blasphemous to the soul. Only the madmen in Newland Continent like to use this kind of thing."

He said it was annoying, but his movements were quite quick.

The brush finally worked, and several lines were drawn in succession to connect the four sectors with the alcohol stove in the middle.

"na-ma-ou-ka"

Reciting unintelligible syllables softly, Jessica shook her upper body rhythmically.

After chanting for a while, he suddenly curled up his neck, closed his eyes, and raised his fingers in front of Horst.

"Blood."

Horst sighed, slapped her hand away, cut his fingers with a knife and handed them over.

Miss Berndt wrinkled her nose and was not polite. She held Horst's finger and squeezed out a lot of blood, which was all smeared on the outermost circular lines of the pattern.

The light was like a living thing, getting closer and closer.

Horst rubbed his painful fingers, thought for a moment, took two steps sideways, and blocked the light and Jessica with his body.

Cover a small dark space for her.

Jessica glanced back gratefully, and then continued to chant softly.

"In the name of mind, body, and soul."

"Under the witness of endless strange spirits."

"Use the physical container to carry the symbol of the concept."

"pa-ka-la-tuo"

when.

The paintbrush hit the crucible, and the flames of the alcohol furnace suddenly surged, almost engulfing the entire crucible.

The struggling vampire vine in the water suddenly twisted violently, and then quickly disappeared, as if melting into the liquid.

Then the flames suddenly died out.

And the boiling liquid surface subsided instantly.

The crucible was extremely cold.

The water surface becomes clear and transparent, and no impurities can be seen anymore.

Only the eyeball is still floating on the page.

At some point, his eyeballs turned red.

It was filled with a blood-like color, and if you looked closely, it looked like a dense blood-colored mist.

Taking Horst's tweezers, Jessica took out the eyeball. The eyeball was as hard as a glass bead.

As soon as the eyeballs came into their hands, the two of them immediately jumped up almost on the spot and left the range of colored light that penetrated the wall as quickly as possible.

There's not much room left.

The same goes for time.

Jessica directly pinched the 'glass ball' with her fingers and gritted her teeth: "I'm going to throw it. I hope it won't cause that thing to explode."

"Okay, then I'll watch the Kent family here." Horst nodded, "It shouldn't break out, but please be careful."

"Well, I will, I..."

"Wait, don't move, let me see what's on this ball."

Horst's eyes were full of shock, and Jessica's heart tightened. She looked carefully and couldn't find what Horst said, so she subconsciously handed it over.

"Thank you for throwing the flash bomb. Remember you owe me ten more Lukas."

With that said, Horst had already moved to the door and opened the door gently.

Jessica didn't understand the situation for a moment.

It took him a moment to react.

But she could only stamp her feet and watched Horst open the door, take off his hat and bow to her, then exit the room and close the door.

Alas, this girl's brain is hopeless.

Holding the glass beads tightly, Horst waved his hat to the coachman, then picked up the lid of a grain barrel as a shield and quickly approached the wellhead.

The shimmering light.

The entrance to the well was still the same as before, except that the light was obviously brighter.

Holding the 'glass bead', Horst's heart beat a little faster.

Blessed by the Lord of Shadows.

Beef broth bless.

No matter who bless you.

Hopefully our reasoning is correct.

With various thoughts swirling in his mind, Horst raised his hand and threw the 'glass bead' towards the well wall.

At the same time, the wellhead was covered.

Three, two, one.

Ding.