Chapter 93 Try again (ask for a monthly pass)
"Sure enough, no matter where I fall, I will wake up here." Lumian turned over and got out of bed, glanced at the "Hunting Knife" next to him, no, "Fallen Mercury", and walked to the window in the faint gray mist.
He put his hands on the desk and set his sights on the blood-colored "mountain".
At the top of the "mountain peak", the fog was thick and layered, completely covering the three-headed and six-armed "giant".
"Last time I just took a look, it brought me close to losing control, and if I have to face it later, I really don't know what to do......" Lumian sighed in annoyance.
He didn't fall into this mood for long, and quickly broke free because he still had a lot to do.
Lumian danced the dance that attracted strange creatures in the bedroom, allowing spirituality to spread in the madness, distorted postures and rhythms, combined with the forces of nature that were pryed, to "broadcast" in an unspecified direction.
Not long after, he sensed the approach of something and saw the transparent and blurred figures of mouthpiece monsters, shotgun monsters, and skinless monsters reflected in the glass window.
Lumian was not in a hurry, followed the dance movements, pulled out the ceremonial silver dagger, and stabbed the back of his left hand.
A drop of bright red blood overflowed quickly, pulled by the forces of spirituality and nature to condense into a ball, embedded on the surface of the skin.
The three figures all changed, but none of them dared to enter Lumian's house and attach themselves to him.
Lumian turned half a circle, raised his left hand, stepped on his feet and shouted:
"Me!"
He spoke the ancient Hermes language, and the whole room seemed to shake slightly, and the faint gray mist that filled the place rippled slightly.
Lumian used the ritual silver dagger to pick up the drop of blood and pointed it at the mouthparts monster:
"Command you!
"Come to me!"
This is still the ancient Hermis language, and the invisible wind is faintly rising.
The transparent and fuzzy figure of the mouthparts monster then trembled obviously, as if it was lifted up by an invisible person and shook vigorously.
Just when Lumian jumped out of the last move, thinking it would have no effect, the mouthparts monster flew into the house, landed on the ritual silver dagger, and swallowed the bright red blood.
Then, it shook violently and drilled into Lumian's body.
Lumian couldn't help but open his mouth, and his mind was full of thoughts such as "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry".
He quickly turned sideways and looked at the full-length mirror on the closet, only to see that his face was pale, dyed blue, and his mouth was wide open, like a dead corpse rather than a living person.
succeeded...... Lumian was overjoyed, looking at himself in the mirror as if he were looking at a stranger.
It's really a bit strange.
He suppressed his intense hunger and tried to sense the mouthparts monster that possessed him.
It was like he had an extra brain, most of the area was filled with thoughts such as hunger, bloodthirstiness, madness, etc., and a few places had some instincts that used their own characteristics.
And Lumian can amplify one of these instincts with his will and spirituality, which is equivalent to using a certain characteristic or ability of the mouthparts monster.
Without hesitation, Lumian chose to "go invisible".
The next second, he saw himself disappearing in the full-length mirror.
From the body to the clothes to the ceremonial silver dagger, everything was gone.
Lumian walked back and forth a few steps, not finding the slightest trace on the mirror and glass.
Of course, his footprints, his smell, did not disappear with him.
Lumi inserted the silver dagger given by Aurore, raised his arms, and punched a few punches forward.
In the banging sound, the full-length mirror still didn't shine on him, until Lumian really swung his fist at the mirror.
When his fist fell on the surface of the mirror, his figure was instantly outlined, his face was white and blue, and his eyes were quite vicious.
"Magic...... No matter how I tossed myself, the 'invisibility' effect is there, but it cannot be muted, but as long as it attacks the mirror, the 'invisibility' cannot be maintained...... I thought it was Aurore's optical invisibility, but now it seems that there should be an occult element in it...... Attacking something means establishing some kind of connection with it, and no longer being invisible in its 'eyes'?" Lumian let his right fist hover over the surface of the mirror.
After confirming the effect and limitations of "invisibility", he could no longer overcome the intense hunger, so he stomped downstairs and went into the cellar to dig out two steaks.
If he hadn't been sane, when he saw the darkened flesh and blood, he would have gnawed directly on it.
Thinking that the fire had not yet been lit and the steak had to be fried until it was at least three mature, Lumian gave up this ingredient and chose the cheese he had stocked at home.
He didn't care at all whether it was clean or not, whether it was delicious or not, like a ghost dying of hunger, constantly stuffing food into his mouth.
After eating several pieces of cut cheese, Lumian finally suppressed the strong hunger.
"It seems that this is the negative impact of the mouthparts monster......" he assessed seriously, "Fortunately, I can still control my body and I haven't completely lost my mind...... The guy did have an obsession with revenge, but he was suppressed by even more exaggerated fear...... If I say 'leave' in the ancient Hermes language now, it will definitely run faster than anything else......"
At this point, Lumian fully confirmed that the negative effects of mouthpiece monster possession were acceptable, and "invisibility" would become a great weapon for him to explore and fight in the Dream Ruins in the future.
This, combined with "Fallen Mercury", made him feel that his combat ability had more than doubled.
Lumian returned to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, patiently waiting for the end of the possession.
Before long, his spirit was almost exhausted.
He didn't squeeze himself, stood up, and performed a few crazy-looking movements.
This is the same as the dance that attracts monsters, and the function is to let the possessed thing leave.
Without Lumian's command in the ancient Hermes language, the blurred and transparent figure of the mouthparts monster flew out and disappeared on the glass window on the first floor without looking back.
"Don't run so fast, you act like I have a dung pit on me." Lumian couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He initially confirmed that his spirituality could remain possessed for about three minutes, and once he was "invisible", the consumption rate would be twice as fast.
Of course, this is just a normal situation, when encountering danger, Lumian can also squeeze his own potential to maintain the possession for a longer time, but that is also easy to cause loss of control, so if you can't do it, try not to do it.
Although the mouthparts monster had left, Lumian still had that feeling of hunger, so he lit the stove and fried the steak he had just turned out until it was seven ripe.
Then, he picked up a knife and fork, and quickly cut, forked, and put it in his mouth, only to feel that the juice locked in the meat was so delicious.
In less than ten minutes, Lumian finished two steaks and finally stopped feeling hungry.
Looking at the empty dinner plate in front of him, he exhaled and said:
"Possessed for three minutes, it will take at least two hours to recover ......"
This refers not only to the elimination of hunger but also to the restoration of spirituality.
Seeing that the current state is not suitable for exploration, Lumian finds flour and sugar and uses the oven at home to make cookies.
This, along with cheese, will be his main source of energy in the ruins.
If it weren't for the lack of time, he would have planned to get some jerky.
——This is also the food often carried by shepherds, and he naturally knows how to do it in Kordu Village.
While busy, Lumian thought about what he would do when he went to the Dream Ruins:
"Well, one is to go around the 'city wall', and the other is to consider hunting flame monsters......
"Only by improving your strength can you better explore and unlock the secrets of dreams......"
He didn't plan to deal with that guy recently, he wanted to try to find a weaker prey equivalent to a "provocateur", but now, the acquisition of "Falling Mercury" and "Stealth" abilities made him feel that he had some hope.
When his spirituality was almost restored, Lumian put the baked cookies and cut cheese into a cloth bag and hung it around his waist.
Then, he carefully wrapped his left hand in layers of white straps and picked up the evil dagger called "Fallen Mercury".
After carrying a shotgun, don't take care of the axe, and bring other items that need to be used, Lumian walked towards the door on the first floor.
Suddenly, he felt like he was a fully armed hunter, preparing for a dangerous hunt.
Many thoughts came to his mind:
"The initial plan is to first find out the activity pattern of the flame monster, and then rely on 'invisibility' to quietly approach it and use 'Fallen Mercury' to stab a wound.
"Before that, hunt a weak monster, strip it of its bad fate, and wait to exchange it with a flame monster.
"I can't dance the ritual dance when I am possessed, and I can semi-activate the black thorn symbol...... otherwise the mouthparts monster will immediately leave my body, so how to distance yourself from the flame monster after injuring it and wait for the exchange of fate to be completed is the most difficult part of the whole plan, and it is easy to be locked by it through traces simply by 'stealth'"
Lumian has not yet found the answer to the latter question, which depends on the collection of information in the early stage.
When he opened the door and walked into the wilderness, he had an inexplicable premonition with these thoughts:
"If I can successfully hunt the flame monster, then my 'hunter' magic potion will be completely digested."
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In the area where he encountered the flame monster last time, Lumian held a silver-black short knife in his left hand, carefully looking for various traces that might exist, and was always on guard against a sudden attack.
After turning cautiously for nearly ten minutes, he finally found the traces left by the suspected flame monster:
In the corner of a collapsed house, there were black marks of fire on a certain stone, and none of its kind around it was like this.
With one, there was two, Lumian quickly locked on to the whereabouts of the flame monster and followed slowly and cautiously.
When the traces became fresh, he stopped and started dancing.
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(End of this chapter)