Hearing Charlotte's additional words, Lumian understood what the problem was.
When he first arrived in the market area, when he tried the "Recruiting Dance" for the first time, he was attracted by Charlie's Suzanne. Matisse summoned to his room.
At that time, Susanna was obviously eager to try and wanted to possess her, but in the end, she instinctively sensed the danger in the seal and did not take action, which was the same as the strange creature state that Lumian had recruited several times before, it seemed that only he dared to get on it if he forced it.
Therefore, Lumian didn't think there was any problem with this at first, and then encountered Suzanne. Matisse and the Beatitude did not connect the two things.
And now, he finally realized what he had overlooked:
Suzanne. Matisse is fundamentally different from the strange creatures he recruited before!
The difference is not that she belongs to the sequence 5 evil spirits that failed to obtain divinity, but that she has reason and can think, even if she is very extreme and persistent, she can still lead a secret organization to develop normally!
After sensing that there is a very dangerous power sealed in Lumian's body, even if he does not distinguish on the spot that it is the contamination of the angelic person, he will leave with doubts and seek revelation from the evil god he believes in!
When she roughly figured out the situation, for the evil god believers who loved and were good at sacrifice, Lumian, who had an angelic personality and only had low-sequence powers, could be said to be very tempting, no less than a "miser" encountering a hundred million Felkin abandoned on the street.
If it weren't for Suzanne. When Matisse appeared for the second time, Lumian, who was known for his quick wit, briefly shocked her with "fallen mercury" and bluffing, and when the official extraordinary person arrived, the matter might have come to an end at that time.
Charlie is an ordinary person who can be in Suzanne. Matisse's sequence 5 threatened and had not yet left, and he successfully came down from the fifth floor, arrived at the door of Lumian, and asked him for help.
You can't believe the words and emotions expressed by an "actor", especially those "actors" who are particularly good-looking!
Charlotte. In Calvino's highly performative statement, Lumian has been observing the environment, trying to find an exit from this strange space with the strength of the "hunter".
But there is nothing else here except for the roots of the knotted trees all over the earth, the brown-green giant trees growing slowly upwards, and the blue sky and white clouds like oil paintings.
And through such an environment, the dangerous intuition of the "arsonist" made Lumian no longer hesitate, pulled out his right palm, which had always been clutched by Mr. K's finger, and threw it into the air.
Almost at the same time, the semi-illusory red fire crows condensed around him flew out, each drawing a beautiful arc, towards Charlotte. The illusory scene where Calvino was currently standing and the fog of the past on the surrounding branches flew away.
Charlotte walked out of the Grand Palace scene where it was suspected that Emperor Roselle the Great was having an affair, and came to the White Maple Palace during the Sauron royal period, where an extraordinary person who had become male due to magic medicine but had not changed his sexuality was looking at the spouses of noble wives.
The rumbling sound kept sounding, Charlotte easily avoided the fire crow's attack, and several past scenes shrouded in fog remained unshaken, as if there really was no entity, but the brownish-green branches that carried them were slightly charred and blackened, with traces of being burned.
This "Shadow Tree" is still a tree in nature, and it will still be ignited by flames!
The only problem is that Lumian's Fire Raven does very little harm to it.
At this time, Mr. K's fingers exploded like bombs, turning into rain of flesh and blood, falling on Lumian's body, putting him in a blood-colored robe with a hood.
To Lumian's slightest disappointment, Mr. K did not appear immediately, I don't know if it took a certain amount of time from the sense, or if the "Shadow Tree" cut off all connections between this space and the real world.
Charlotte walked into the illusory scene of heavy rain, where several naked people were running wildly, and her white silk dress was soaked, clinging to her body, outlining unusually beautiful lines.
She smiled at Lumian, her lake-colored eyes with a bit of timid innocence and purity.
Lumian buzzed in his mind, only to feel a flame spreading from his head to his lower body.
His heart was full of desire, and he ran wildly between the knotted roots, rushing towards the brownish-green giant tree, and rushing towards the extremely tempting Charlotte. Calvino.
Charlotte no longer shuttled between different illusory scenes, stepping on the branches at the bottom, leaning against the brownish-green trunk, her body trembling slightly, looking pitiful as if she wanted to hide but had nowhere to escape.
Lumian's eyes were a little bloodshot, and his gaze was fixed on Charlotte's crystal eyes, moist lips, swan-like neck, and curvaceous body, almost unthinkable.
Therefore, he did not see Charlotte's abdomen and legs sinking into the brownish-green trunk, and he did not see a crack appear there, growing a huge wet flower.
The flowers were bright red, blooming little by little, as if they had turned into huge mouths, waiting for the prey to come to the door by itself.
Lumian ran up to Charlotte and pounced on her.
The corners of Charlotte's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
At this moment, a dull explosion came from Lumian's right pocket.
Boom!
Under the blood-colored robe, a cloud of flames burst out, tearing through the pockets and igniting the shirt, causing Lumian's waist to be impacted, causing an instant inevitable pain.
Lumian's eyes cleared up a little, and he suddenly reached out his hands and grabbed Charlotte's wrists, keeping himself at the last distance from the wet flowers.
He has long known that the gift of the "Mother Tree of Desire" can attract different desires, how can he not guard against Charlotte "seducing" himself?
Just to prevent the other party from detecting in advance, and presetting a trap, he did not directly dip the cloth strip in occult sniffing salt, stuff it into his nose, nor did he turn the dagger upside down as usual, waiting for the two sides to collide, stab himself, and return to a certain level of sobriety—in the current scenario, this method is not very reliable, because Charlotte may not necessarily let him actually pounce on him.
Therefore, Lumian chose to hold Mr. K's finger while creating a small fireball with a delayed explosion in his pocket!
If it remains unaffected and the fireball is about to explode, he will choose to disarm it and create a new one.
The small fireball did very little damage to him, mainly using pain to wake him up.
As for the resulting burning, Lumian didn't care at all.
"Arsonists" are not afraid of this!
In an instant, Lumian grabbed Charlotte's wrist and saw a hint of horror flashing across her face.
Immediately afterwards, two snake-like crimson flames burst out of Lumian's palm, burning along Charlotte's arms towards her body and her head.
Charlotte instinctively tilted her neck back and let out a painful snort, her skin quickly charred and blackened.
Lumian was about to set her on fire when she suddenly had a strong intuition of danger.
He tried to pull Charlotte to the side, but the other party seemed to merge with the brown-green tree, and no matter how hard Lumian tried, it was difficult to pull her out.
Lumian had no choice but to give up and pounce on his right side.
In the muffled sound, a brownish-green tree trunk as thick as an open wine glass fell from the sky, inserting it into the ground full of knot roots like a javelin, and its tail shook violently.
Lumian raised his head and looked at the heights, and saw Suzanne, who was wrapped in long turquoise hair, green eyes, and rosy lips. Matisse.
She was slightly transparent, standing in a dense and illusory canopy, blending in with it.
Whether it is the brownish-green trunk or the surface of the branches extending out, there are wet light-colored giant flowers growing and blooming at this time.
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Market Avenue, in the earthy yellow four-story building where the congressman's office is located.
Standing in the corner, Jane saw Yuge. Artois took his secretary Rhône and others, holding a glass of champagne and dressed brightly among the people attending the banquet, sometimes comforting them, sometimes making promises, and sometimes making impromptu speeches with only a few words, receiving sincere gratitude, undisguised dependence and instinctive flattery.
This reminded Jane of a sentence that Lumian had once asked herself:
"Do you want to sit here and watch the murderers who killed your mother and your happiness drink champagne, have dances, and bring more family breakdown?"
Jian Na's hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and knowing the truth, she revealed uncontrollable pain.
But she knew she couldn't be impulsive and had to endure.
Because if you go through the formal process, you can't deal with a councilor without enough evidence, and if you want to seek justice yourself, the other party is surrounded by several extraordinary people who have received the gift of evil gods, and there are official extraordinary people and gunmen around to provide protection.
I can only endure and wait for the future!
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Climbing all the branches and vines, all I saw was the brown and green Golden Rooster Hotel.
Franka stood at the entrance of the stairs, her face flushed, her eyes flowing like water, and she was struggling to suppress the strong desire that surged in an instant.
With a trembling right hand, she pulled out the bottle of occult sniffing salt from Rentas, unscrewed the lid, and brought it to the tip of her nose.
Sneeze! Sneeze! Sneeze!
Franka sneezed several times in a row, and finally overcame her desire and regained a lot of reason.
She hurriedly looked around and found that Lumian, who was supposed to be a few steps away, was gone.
After looking at the abnormal changes in the lower hotel and the surrounding blocks shrouded in giant trees, and finding that the crown of the trees was getting more and more blurred, as if it was about to extend into an unreal world, Franka gritted her teeth and made a decision.
She took out two things.
That's two tarot cards.
One is the Two of Cups, depicting a man and a woman holding cups to greet each other, with a wooden staff wrapped around two snakes in the middle;
On the front is an angel blowing a horn to guide the soul of the dead.
"Judgment" card!
(End of this chapter)