Poncebene pinched harder and harder, his eyes were red and about to pop out.

If Lumian was speechless and speechless, or if his vision hadn't started to darken, he would definitely have to say "thank you" to him.

At this moment, a hand from nowhere reached out and grabbed the hair on the back of Ponsbene's head, trying to forcefully separate him from Lumian.

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill him? Are you a human?" Shepherd Pierreberry cursed in a deep voice while stopping Pons and Benet.

Poncebene turned a deaf ear, and only Lumian's figure could be seen in his bloodshot eyes. The only thought in his mind, occupied by rage and bloodthirsty thoughts, was "Kill this bastard."

Snapped!

The shepherd Pierreberry raised his right leg and kicked Poncebenet's with his brand-new "leather shoe". Crucial.

Poncebene loosened his hands as a reflex, covered his lower body, clamped his thighs, and fell to the ground. He made a hehe sound unconsciously, and the pain caused the expression on his face to twist like a rooster being strangled.

The shepherd Pierre Berry glanced at this guy and said calmly: "When you recover a little, bring Lumian to the altar. The ceremony is about to begin." He then withdrew his gaze, leaned down and stood upright again. body to check Lumian's condition.

After Lumian regained his consciousness and slowly opened his eyes, he showed his head. As the dark vision was filled with light again, the pain in his neck became more and more clear. Lumian was disappointed to find that what he saw was not the familiar ceiling of his bedroom, but the bloody scratches of the shepherd Pierre Berido. Marked face.

"I'm not dead yet!" He subconsciously muttered in his mind. He turned his head and saw Pomsby curled up on the ground and muttered, "Trash!" Lumian cursed with unusual contempt, "Women can't handle it, men can't kill it, you What’s the point of living folded?”

Poncebenet suddenly felt a surge of anger directly to his forehead. If the pain in his lower body hadn't remained, and if the shepherd Pierreberry hadn't been watching, he would have definitely lost his mind again.

Lumian and Aurore's house was in tatters with half the roof missing.

Falling from high in the sky. Under a little moonlight and starlight, Lain, Liya and Valentine sneaked back here.

After confirming that there was no one around, Laien turned to Liya and said: "The situation tonight seems to be more serious than we imagined. Please do some divination."

On the road from the edge of Kordu Village to Lumian's house, they found that there was no one in every house, and they didn't know where they went.

This is a shocking anomaly!

"Okay." Liya nodded.

Before she could take out a pen and paper and write down the divination statement, Lai En warned again: "Be careful and choose the direction of divination well. Don't try anything that seems too dangerous."

"I understand." Liya still has quite a lot of experience in this area. She knows that places like Kordu Village are dangerous and abnormal. A slight mistake in the direction of divination may cause herself to suffer extremely serious harm, or even lose control on the spot.

She pondered for a few seconds, then entered Aurore's bedroom, which had no walls on the corridor side, and found a manuscript to write.

While Liya was writing the divination sentence, Lain and Valentine walked into Lumian's room, which was where they slept before.

Lane's brown suitcase was placed next to the desk by the window, completely covered by the curtain.

Seeing that the thing was still there, Laien breathed a sigh of relief and said to Valentine, "Be prepared."

As he spoke, he dragged the suitcase out, laid it down on the ground, and opened the brass-like metal buckle.

Valentine opened his arms slightly, letting illusory golden flames jump out of the void and illuminate the room.

With a serious expression, Lai En finally dared to open his luggage. There was no change of clothes, books or coins inside, and there lay quietly a strange scarecrow with three folds.

The scarecrow's eyes are covered. Thick black cloth, the face, neck, palms, feet, and calves are all made of brown-green straw, but the arms, chest, and thighs are covered. Slightly pale skin that looks real.

This is a miraculous item obtained from the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church of Ston Diocese before the joint investigation team set off.

Their level. According to regulations, the team can apply for sealed objects to deal with abnormalities.

Laien closed his eyes, and the information about the magical item in front of him naturally appeared in his mind: "Number: 217.

Name: Tanago Scarecrow. "

"Danger level: 2, dangerous, use with caution and restraint. Only operations of three or more people or deacons and diocesan bishops can apply."

"Confidentiality level: Bishop, team leader, and above."

"Description: This scarecrow was first discovered in the Tanago area of ​​Leiston Province, on the edge of a village that was destroyed due to a cult worship ritual."

"Two police officers and six farmers disappeared after leaving the field where the scarecrow was placed on the road, never to be seen again."

Research shows that as long as you enter within one meter of the scarecrow and are seen by its eyes, you will lose your self-consciousness, approach the scarecrow uncontrollably, and disappear after a few seconds, leaving only the clothes you are wearing and the items on your body.

When the sun is the brightest, even if you touch this scarecrow or be seen by it, you will not disappear.

“According to the recollection of a farmer in another village, this scarecrow was originally normal, no different from other scarecrows, until the village where the farmland belonged was destroyed.

Every time a person is missing, blood and flesh will grow on a certain part of its body, covering the skin, but only a small area. "It is currently impossible to confirm what changes will occur after every part of the scarecrow has flesh and skin. We can only speculate that it is likely to survive.

“This scarecrow already has certain living characteristics, it will change its position at night, and it will try to get rid of the seal.

"Sealing method: Cover its eyes with a thick black cloth from behind, and place it in a small, dark space."

Usage process: The scarecrow must be taken out under sunlight and untied the black cloth covering its eyes.

"Appendix: 1. Don't be seen by it no matter what. Even if you have sunlight protection, you will have nightmares for a long time and suffer from mental weakness." 2. Try not to use this scarecrow for more than two minutes at a time, otherwise Its tendency to escape and resist will become increasingly apparent.

"3 Warning: This Sun Yi scarecrow can be permanently sealed before it gets enough flesh and blood."

When Lain and Valentine checked whether the sealed object was lost and escaped, Liya had entered a state of "dream divination".

While muttering the divination sentence "Aurore's location" in a low voice, she sat down at the desk and quickly fell into a deep sleep. She leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. With the help of the four small silver bells, she was half awake and half awake. In a twisted and illusory world, the confused Liya saw Aurore put on a simple white robe, something that looked like an altar white, the villagers surrounding her, and the stained glass and golden lights in the distance. wall.

Liya opened her eyes suddenly, ran out of the room, and said urgently to Lain and Valentine: "They are all in the church! There is a ceremony!"

Inside the church of "Eternal Sun".

The disappointed Lumian was carried by Poncebenet to the altar filled with lilacs and tulips, and next to him was the shepherd Pierre Berry who was watching them.

Looking at his empty-eyed sister Aurore, Lumian turned his head and smiled at Pierre Berry: "You are just a coward and a waste!

The shepherd glanced at him without responding or changing his expression.

Lumian continued to laugh and said: "Your woman died of illness, but you don't dare to do anything evil, you only believe in the evil god.

"Why did she die of illness? It wasn't because the factory boss didn't let them rest and gave them very little money." If it were me, I would definitely visit the boss in person and hang his whole family on the factory chimney!

"Did you do it?? You didn't! You're afraid, you're afraid that you'll die too, waste, coward!" Lumian, who was observing Pierre Berry's subtle movements, quietly added a provocative ability to the last sentence.

The expression of the shepherd Pierreberry was instantly distorted, and his originally gentle eyes gradually turned violent, as if a seal had been unlocked and the devil in his heart was released.

"Calm down!!" The parish priest Guillaume Benet, who was at the altar, looked at him and shouted sharply.

Pierreberry shuddered and regained his senses.

He immediately tore off the hanging snow strips of the tattered clothes, crumpled them into a ball and stuffed them into Lumian's mouth.

Lumian struggled hard, but still couldn't avoid it.

He kept cursing and adding "provocation", but because the time was too short, before he could utter a few words, his mouth was completely blocked by a ball of cloth, and he could no longer speak.

Emotions of anxiety and despair surged into Lumian's heart at the same time, causing him to almost collapse.

He forcibly controlled his emotions and refused to let the thought of giving up occupy his mind.

As he was being carried up to the altar, his thoughts began to change, and he began to think of other ways to commit suicide.

Not long after, he was brought to the priest, with only the huge black thorn symbol separating him from Aurore.

Guillaume Benet first signaled the shepherd Pierre Berry to help Lumian, then looked at the young man's face and said with a smile: "You are better than I thought, but you are still close."

"This world is too dangerous. A man needs two fathers, and you don't have one. No one tells you the experience of life."

It is a common saying in Intis, which refers to the father in the family sense and the father in the social sense. The latter often refers to the "godfather".

This is also the reason why it is popular among Intis people to recognize their godfather and godmother.

The priest used this saying to mock Lumian as an orphan who had neither a godfather nor a father.

Then your child may have three fathers, no, four, you, his nominal father, his godfather, and his mother’s other lover. If his mouth was not tightly gagged, Lumian would definitely ridicule the priest like this, In order to anger him, he will lose his husband and sue his sanity, and kill himself on the spot.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say anything.

"Do you want to start the ceremony now?" the shepherd Pierreberry asked Guillaume Benet.

The priest shook his head: "Wait a moment."

"What are you waiting for?" Pierreberry was quite confused.

The parish priest did not respond, but Lumian was already considering new suicide methods.

Soon, he had an idea: enter a deep state of meditation, accept the gaze of those two beings, try to hear the mysterious and terrifying voice as soon as possible, and push himself to the point of collapse and loss of control!

Looking sideways at Aurore, who had a dull expression and empty eyes, but otherwise looked the same as usual, Lumian closed his eyes.

He first sketched the red sun, and when he calmed down, he immediately turned to the round ball with crossed eyes.

Silently, Lumian saw the green gray fog again, the chaotic overlapping color blocks, and many indescribable things that seemed not to exist.

However, this time, he no longer had the feeling of being watched by some beings deep in the gray mist and at infinite heights.

Why are they different? Lumian opened his eyes in shock.

At this time, a man walked in from the church door.

He was wearing a black robe and a wide hood, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, and he was tall, almost 1.8 meters tall.

Seeing this man walking towards the altar step by step, the priest immediately turned aside and got out of the way, showing a humble and respectful attitude.

Who is that? The one behind the curate? Lumian looked over in confusion as if he had seen the ordinary person somewhere before. The more he looked at that person, the more familiar he felt. Finally, he remembered!

That's the figure hiding in the corner of the wizard's tomb!

The man in black robe went up to the altar, leaned slightly in front of Lumian, and laughed under his breath: "Have you found that meditation is useless?"

"What? How did he know?" Lumian looked at the other party in shock and astonishment.

At this distance, even with the hood covering him, he could clearly see the face of the man in black robes: he was eighteen or nineteen years old, with slender limbs, short black hair, light blue eyes, and deep facial features, quite handsome.

Lumian's vision froze instantly.

This face was very familiar to him, he saw it every day when he looked in the mirror.

This is himself!

To read the latest chapter of Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Fate, please pay attention to the Knight Novel Network (www.tcknh.com)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like