Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian didn't know what the illusory river he saw or sensed represented. He could only guess that it might be a symbol of fate. Following the instinct of fallen mercury, he raised the tip of the knife and pointed it towards the river. A certain mercury symbol among them.

As soon as he came into contact with the mercury-colored river, scenes flashed through Lumian's mind:

Noodle Man is performing that mysterious ritual dance: Noodle Man is frightened by the black thorn symbol and crawls to the ground: Noodle Man captures the flesh and blood scattered throughout the ruins of the dream world and fills his stomach: Noodle Man The man tried to get close to the city wall, but he seemed to be afraid of something. Every time he only went deep enough to a certain extent, he returned on his own: the noodle man had his head chopped off with an axe...

Is this its entire life since the beginning of this cycle? Lumian realized something and tried to stab the tip of the corrupted mercury toward the set of mercury symbols representing the death of the Noodle Man, which was the end of the illusory river.

It was too big, too heavy, and he failed.

At this time, the mercury symbols began to fade, the illusory river gradually disappeared, and the images that emerged in Lumian's mind quickly became blurry.

Is there a time limit? Lumian did not dare to choose slowly anymore, and based on the principle of proximity, he turned the silver-black evil dagger to the fate of the Noodle Man who was shocked by the black thorn symbol.

The mercury symbol that seemed to be formed by the self-twining river was suddenly pried, shrank inward and solidified into a drop of liquid, which penetrated into the blade of Corrupted Mercury.

The next second, the illusory river disappeared completely, and Lumian could no longer see the fate of the Noodle Man.

He looked down at the Fallen Mercury and saw the layers of evil symbols on the silver-black blade gently swaying like water, seemingly endowed with some kind of vitality.

They could have made people dizzy before looking at them, but now they are becoming more and more sinister.

Successful... Lumian whispered to himself with great satisfaction.

The current Fallen Mercury is considered complete.

After that, as long as he can use this evil short knife to hurt the flame monster in battle, he can exchange the fate of being shocked by the black thorn symbol with the other party.

Wrapping the blade of Fallen Mercury with a black strip of cloth, and inserting it back into the belt around his waist, Lumian briefly disposed of the body of Noodle Man, carried it to a half-collapsed building, and destroyed it. Remove the last support of the house and let the stones and wood fall, burying everything inside.

After doing this, Lumian circled back to the area where the flame monster appeared.

This time, he did not observe closely. Instead, he collected footprints and other traces, taking the time to identify which ones were left behind by the target's deliberate detours and which ones were its true route.

It took nearly two hours for Lumian to gradually grasp the fire monster's daily activity range and action patterns, and a map about hunting naturally emerged in his mind.

He spent some time going through all the preset battlefields, looking for natural traps that could be exploited.

After an unknown amount of time, Lumian rubbed his forehead and decided to go deep into the ruins while he still had some energy to take a look at the city wall to accumulate information for subsequent exploration.

He was not careless and danced the sacrificial dance again, half-stimulating the black thorn symbol.

With this talisman in hand, Lumian quickly moved forward along the last route.

He encountered some monsters on the way, but they either turned around and ran away just as they were about to attack, or they disappeared from a distance. The deeper he went, the more likely this happened.

Finally, when the burning feeling in his chest caused by the second sacrificial dance disappeared, Lumian once again saw the city wall made up of twisted houses.

He rested for a while, and when his spirit recovered a little, he danced the sacrificial dance again.

The sometimes sonorous and sometimes gentle dance ended, and Lumian dived in the direction where he encountered the Corrupted Mercury with the black thorn symbol on his head.

After crossing the extinguished room, he slowed down, fearing a sudden attack.

After walking for a while, Lumian felt that the light in front of him was obviously dimming. It was like there was something huge in the sky blocking the falling light, or the sun was behind the current position.

Lumian subconsciously raised his head and looked into the sky, but he could see nothing there except the thick fog.

Unable to find the reason, he had no choice but to pull out the Corrupted Mercury and cautiously entered the front area.

In an instant, he seemed to have gone from day to night.

Of course, this is just an exaggerated description. Lumian feels that a more accurate description is from foggy weather to a cloudy place.

Almost at the same time, he subconsciously yawned, and the fatigue that had already appeared suddenly became stronger.

No, I can't sleep... Lumian tried hard not to close his eyes, and retreated from the dark side of the foot of the mountain.

His energy recovered a lot, and although the fatigue was still there, it was at least bearable.

You fall asleep as soon as you go in, and the deeper you go, the more sleepy you feel? Lumian muttered silently, turned around, and walked in the other direction.

After catching up on a ritual dance midway, he came to an unfamiliar area again.

To his right is a city wall with stacked doors and windows. On his left is a wasteland connected to a circle of building ruins, and in front of him are brown trees.

In the ruins where not a single weed exists, the trees seem to be extremely flexible, entwining and hugging each other, forming a five or six meter high wooden wall.

This wooden wall has many green branches and leaves, which are lush and green, completely different from the deathly desolation around it.

If it hadn't blocked the road to the back of the city wall, Lumian might have praised it for its tenacious vitality, but now, he could only express his inner dissatisfaction with the dirty gesture of raising two middle fingers.

He could actually choose to take a detour and enter from the other side of the Dream Ruins, but he was not familiar with that place at all and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, so there was no need to take risks.

Lumian yawned unabashedly, and the burning in his chest was still there, and he started to return the way he came.

When Lumian woke up, some morning light had seeped in through the thick curtains at the window, making the desks, chairs, wardrobes and other furniture in the room more clearly outlined.

It's still very early... He muttered silently, turned his head and looked at Aurore beside him.

Aurore's blond hair was scattered on the white pillow, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was sleeping soundly.

Her right hand grasped the top of the quilt, and she wanted to turn over from time to time, but she stopped herself instinctively, and her brows wrinkled slightly, and then they were gradually smoothed.

Lumian probably knew why his sister behaved like this: there were too many bottles and cans hidden in her long home dress to prevent possible accidents. Once she slept on her side or stomach, she would definitely hurt herself. .

It's so hard... Lumian sighed silently, with a soft expression and a peaceful heart.

After looking at it for a while, he looked away, carefully got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

He came to the side balcony where he could climb to the roof, facing a hint of red in the distance, and moved his body.

In less than a minute, Valentine came out of the room, stood in the corridor, looked at him and said, Are you also welcoming the sun?

His eyes became very gentle, and his usually indifferent expression was filled with approval.

Can I say no? Lumian smiled:

yes.

Valentine nodded with satisfaction, entered the balcony, stood upright facing the rising sun.

He then opened his arms, raised his head halfway, and shouted in a low voice:

Praise the sun!

Praise the sun! Lumian had no choice but to follow suit.

Valentine put away his arms, crossed them on his chest, closed his eyes and prayed for a while, then opened his eyes and said to Lumian:

If the cycle can be successfully resolved, I will introduce you to the bishop of the Daliez area. Or would you rather go to Bigol?

I prefer Trier. Lumian replied with a smile, But where to go doesn't depend on me, it depends on my sister.

Valentine nodded, did not continue the topic, turned around and entered the corridor, patrolling back and forth.

Nothing happened until eight o'clock. The two went down to the first floor and started making breakfast together.

Not long after, Ryan came down to help. At almost nine o'clock, Liya also got up, but Aurore was still sleeping.

What are your plans for today? Ryan took a bite of toast and asked Lumian.

Lumian thought for a moment and said:

Aurore cannot be left alone at home to face possible attacks.

The remaining two and I will go out to replenish food and pick up a few buckets of water. Haha, we have to hold on until the twelfth night.

Cordu Village does not yet have running water. When Aurore built this house, he installed a water tank on the top. As long as it is regularly replenished and disinfected, it is equivalent to having running water.

Well, these things need to be done before Lent. Ryan agreed.

Lumian then showed a bright smile:

By the way, there is one more thing. We need to visit Mrs. Pualis to see if we can persuade her to help us investigate the dead wizards and owls in the tomb.

As expected, Lumian saw Valentine frown and Ryan's smile become slightly stiff.

Liya took a sip of water and said with a smile:

I'm staying here to keep Aurore company.

No problem. Lumian agreed for Ryan and Valentine.

Things came to such a point that the two gentlemen had no choice but to agree to go to the executive's residence in the morning.

After breakfast, the three of them walked out of the two-story building that was partially built into the ground and walked towards the old tavern.

On the way, www.youxs.org.

Lumian felt relieved and said to Ryan and Valentine:

Let's go see how those three sheep are doing.

He remembered the sheep's cry he heard last night.

Ryan and Valentine, who understood what he meant, did not object.

After a short circle, the three of them arrived behind Berry's house, but what caught their eyes was an empty sheepfold.

The three sheep were gone.

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