Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

The majestic voice of Thermipolos echoed in Lumian's ears: "Yes."

Lumian immediately laughed.

He said in a sarcastic tone: "In other words, Aurore and everyone in the village died just to bring you to the earth?" Why should I help you get rid of the seal? If you become an angel through a gift, I can completely steal your power again and again through the ceremony just now, under the watchful eye of that great being, until I also have the angel status of the destiny path, and then I will be resurrected myself. Aurore, let everyone return to the state before Kordu Village was destroyed. How weak will you be by then? "If you have the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, then I can wait until I also become an angel of the hunter path, and master the destiny power that is slightly equal to yours, and prepare enough helpers, then release you and defeat you, Subdue you and force the price to resurrect Aurore.

No, I should be able to do it myself, and I will make you suffer eternal torment until the end of time. "I was originally not very interested in obtaining the gift of destiny's path, but I know that the ritual is to show what happens to me after you come." I begin to look forward to all your strength and pride being transferred to me, Lumi An Yue said that the more excited the "provocateur" potion seemed to be, the more he digested it.

Thermipolos' tone did not change, as if he was not affected. "I have seen many extraordinary people in the starry sky, and I have also seen countless groups of people who have been favored by the Lord. Most of them cannot enter the gate of divinity, because if they take one step further, their bodies and spirits will be damaged. They will all collapse completely.

"And there are countless dangers on the way to pursue divine power. Are you sure you can really become an angel?"

"You should know that this is no longer a question of a few millionths. A few millionths is not enough to describe the difficulty of obtaining the status of an angel.

"If you die on the road to transcendence, Aurore Lee will also die completely, and the seal based on your body will be naturally lifted, and I can also get out of the predicament."

Lumian raised his head slightly and laughed.

This echo in the hollow of the quarry highlights the silence and depression of the underground.

"If that's the case, why don't you wait patiently for me to die?" Lumian held the carbide lamp and walked outside the hollow of the quarry. As he walked, he showed an indescribable smile. I don't care about you. What do you want to do, what goal do you hope to achieve, are you a good person or a bad person? All I know is that Aurore and everyone in Kordu Village died because of you. He paused, smiled slightly twisted and crazy: "In this matter, someone has to pay the price for it, Guillaume, Benet you." Even the Lord of your mouth! "

Thermipolos said no more. The majestic voice that echoed in the hollows of Lumian's heart, brain, blood vessels, and bone marrow completely disappeared.

Lumi gasped for breath as he walked in the dark underground carrying a carbide lamp.

Although the conversation just lasted only a few minutes, it made him feel like he had exhausted all his strength.

In his previous understanding, pollution was pollution, at most equal to the power given by the evil god. He never thought that there was an angel sealed in his body!

In the ruins of Kordu Village, on the top of the bloody mountain, the body of the three-headed, six-armed giant that makes people lose control is just a thing made to carry the descending angel. It is unknown how far away it is from the real angel. It has already given Lumian the true feeling that he dare not look directly, cannot resist, and will never be able to defeat.

Lumian had to admit that Thermipolos' words were very tempting.

If he hadn't kept in mind that all these were caused by those house fires, he might have chosen to give it a try. In his opinion, believing in the "Eternal Scorching Sun", the "God of Steam and Machinery", and the one who regards fate as his There is no essential difference in the hidden existence of names. At best, it means losing oneself.

Lumian, who had just calmed down, suddenly became alert, ducked into a gap next to him, and covered the carbide lamp with gravel.

A few seconds later, three hurried footsteps passed through the tunnel next door and disappeared into the depths of darkness.

People come and go in Trier underground. Lumian waited patiently for two minutes, took out the electric corpse lamp, and returned to the tunnel leading to the upper level.

After being interrupted like this, he calmed down a lot and thought of a question: Since the pollution in his body was caused by the angel Thermepolos in the realm of fate, why did his ritual of praying for blessings succeed in the end?

Thermipolos is not a pure force without self-awareness, and will respond automatically. He can refuse to grant the gift if the ritual is correct.

"Could it be that he couldn't even refuse to respond to the ceremony and was sealed to such an extent? Thinking of this, Lumian suddenly understood why Termipoulos was in a hurry to get out of trouble.

According to Ms. "Magician", every time she obtains a gift, Thermipolos will be weakened a little, and the corresponding pollution will also be reduced.

At the same time, the seal of the great being will not weaken. As Thermipolos's strength declines, she will become more and more restricted. Once it reaches a certain level, even her consciousness may be erased.

Lumian felt a little more confident and began to reply to the words of Methemiopolos: As soon as he remembered these, Lumian's head throbbed with pain, as if something was about to come out of his brain.

He quickly stopped thinking about it and muttered to himself silently, "Some knowledge can cause serious harm just by knowing it? If I hadn't had the seal of that great being, I would have died just now, or something strange had happened." Change?" Just now I was thinking about whether to capture Thermipolos's eagerness to get out of trouble, squeeze out his value and let him respond to those ritual magics to increase the probability of success and the final effect, but now I see Come on, Angel has plenty of ways to kill me, even if she is still sealed.

"You must be cautious and careful about things like this. Before you really want to use Thermipolos, you must ask Ms. Magician to review my plan to see if there are any problems."

In this matter, Lumian felt that the vice-president of the Curly Baboon Research Association, "Hela", might not be able to provide effective advice. Only the one who could freely enter and exit the cycle and easily deal with the giant at the top of the bloody mountain seemed to have a very high status. The tall magician lady is someone he can trust at the moment.

As his thoughts turned, Lumian relied on the hunter's ability to observe and remember the environment, holding the carbide lamp and returned to the level marked with the street name.

He tried to shout: "Thermipolos" but no one responded.

Lumian wanted to ask the angel sealed in his body if he knew what happened in Kordu Village.

But after careful analysis, he felt that Thermis probably didn't know the truth either.

She arrived at Kordu Village near the end of the ceremony, and was immediately sealed. She had no way of understanding the previous details.

Hulumian breathed out and took stock of his current state.

His provocateur potion was further digested, almost equivalent to summarizing a new acting code.

"Can provoking a high-ranking person speed up the digestion of the provocateur's magic potion? Yes, this is still a high-ranking person in the field of destiny. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a corner of destiny. It is somewhat consistent with my acting code."

Lumian laughed. If Thermipolos hadn't responded, he would have planned to provoke her in the rhythm of three meals!

At this point, Lumian felt that provoking an angel to digest such a small amount of potion seemed a bit low value for money.

He suspected that there were two reasons. One was that Termipolos was sealed and the danger was abnormally low, and the other was that Termipolos was not really provoked.

Shaking his head, Lumian gathered his thoughts and stopped thinking about things that he couldn't figure out the correct answer for.

He turned back to the chaotic underground street and climbed up the stone stairs leading to the light.

After extinguishing the carbide lamp and returning to the door of the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian saw Charlie sitting on the steps outside.

Charlie was smoking a cigarette butt and looking up at the sky stained with gray mist, looking slightly melancholy.

"What's wrong?" Lumian sat down next to Charlie.

Charlie sighed and said: "Miss Yin Sangsi has moved away."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Lumian asked with a smile.

The words that came to Charlie's mouth were stagnated, and after a few seconds he said: "It is indeed a good thing. There are too many people here who know her and know what she has done." 14 Lumian clicked his tongue and stood up. , walked to the vendor selling sour wine, took out a copper coin worth 5 Indian coins and said: "Bring me half a liter of apple sour wine."

The vendor suddenly smiled.

"OK."

This time, the wine he gave Lumian was more than half a liter.

Lumian moved his eyebrows, without asking, walked back to Charlie, sat down, and said casually: "The guy selling sour wine seems to know me?" Charlie smiled: "He may know that you are Savoie gangsters, no, Savoie gangsters.”

"Why would he know?" Lumian said after taking a sip of sour wine.

Charlie coughed: "After I told Miss Yin Sangsi the good news last night, I went to the underground bar for a drink and told everyone about you becoming a member of the Savoy Party and taking over the Golden Rooster Hotel."

At this moment, a picture emerged in Lumian's mind.

Charlie took a beer, jumped up to the small round table, waved his short arms and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, come here, listen to me, something incredible happened in the hotel today! You must not believe it, living in Charles in Room 207 became the leader of the Savoy Party and drove the Stingers out of the hotel!

Withdrawing his thoughts from such a scene, Lumian sighed slowly and said to Charlie: "You're just afraid that the police won't come to me, right?"

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