Not good! Lumian is both a "hunter" and a "dancer", and his ability to control his body is very strong, and once there is an abnormal situation that he does not understand, he will immediately realize that something is wrong.
Almost at the same time, he felt that his thinking had become sluggish, his mind seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, and every thought had a stutter, and it took a lot of effort to become clear:
"Attacked......
"'Loki' is really, here......
"This is the manifestation of the ability of the 'Secret Puppet Master'?
"In the end, I can't think about it at all, will I become his, a puppet?
"My dangerous intuition was blinded......
"Zhen, Termi, Boros, you can't, you didn't notice the change in my fate, you didn't remind me......
"Before him, he deliberately told me that 'Loki' almost followed me just to let me do it again?
"I became a puppet of 'Loki', helping, He got rid of, sealed?
"You can't just wait, you have to resist as hard as you can......
"Where will 'Loki' ......?"
In such a series of subconscious thoughts flashed intermittently, Lumian put a hand into his pocket with a little difficulty and looked around stiffly.
He had previously discussed the situation of the "Secret Puppet Master" with Franka, and agreed that there must be some limitations to the ability to "silently put people to death", otherwise this would significantly exceed the strength of sequence 5, and only the saints who opened the door of divinity could do it.
The two believed that this ability either required some medium to be realized, or it had to be at a very close distance to work, just like the "spiritual piercing" of the "Ring of Punishment", which had to be brought within five meters of the two sides to be effective.
At this moment, Lumian combined his own experience and suspected that "Loki" was hiding in the surrounding crowd, no more than ten meters away from him.
What caught his eye were street vendors and pedestrians stopping or hurriedly passing by, some of their faces were familiar, some very unfamiliar, and there was no difference from the usual situation.
In a hurry, Lumian couldn't distinguish "Loki" from these people, and this was still a "faceless man" who was good at changing and disguising!
In the process of searching for "Loki", he freed up a red flame in the palm of his left hand.
This is to see whether it can resist the control and erosion of the "Secret Puppet Master" by cauterizing himself and causing pain, and the second is to "ask questions" to see how "Loki" will "answer", and peek at his specific location and the weakness of his ability to create puppets from his reactions.
As soon as the familiar pain jumped into his mind, Lumian heard the snapping of his fingers.
The crimson flame in his palm instantly collapsed, turning into a streamer and unable to form something that could explode.
Lumian turned abruptly, trying to look at the snap of his fingers.
But his joints were wrapped in sticky "glue", and his movements became more and more stiff, one by one.
This caused him to complete the turn a full second slower than expected, and everyone in the target area reflected in his eyes was normal, and he couldn't see who had snapped his fingers.
"The 'Secret Puppet Master' can really manipulate flames......
"The pain is for me, the gradual slowdown of my thoughts, the stiffness of my body, dullness, nothing, help, only improved, a little, the reaction speed......
"No, in this regard, it's a waste of time, at present, the most important thing is to find out 'Loki', otherwise, whether it is to use, 'Hum Ha Technique', or, summon Mr. K, or wait, Franka to come to the rescue, it can't be effectively changed, the status quo......
"I don't know, 'Spirit World Shuttle', can you use it, if, wait, two or three attempts, fail, I will try, can I 'teleport' out, 'Secret Puppet Master', the range of ability is ......"
Lumian's thoughts became more and more stuttered and stagnant, but it was not to the point where he couldn't think, react, or dodge attacks.
Soon, he had a lot of combat experience and had ideas and methods:
"Judging from the current situation, the 'Secret Puppet Master' really has to be there, at close range, in order to gradually transform the target into a puppet......
"In that case, then I, let no one or animal exist within ten meters!
"Whoever stays in the Flame Hell, who is 'Loki'!"
As soon as Lumian thought about the current situation, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted loudly:
"Fire, it's over!"
With these words full of stuttering, a burst of crimson flames gushed out from Lumian's body.
They spread out around with his feet as the center of the circle, crackling and cauterizing the peels and other garbage on the ground.
Nearby street vendors and passers-by were reminded in advance, and when they saw the flames rising, they reacted quickly, took their belongings, and ran towards both ends of the chaotic street.
Seeing such a scene, Lumian showed a lagging smile:
Yes, you can manipulate flames, but I don't do any refined operations now, my only action is to keep igniting things around me and increasing various fire sources!
Moreover, sooner or later this will attract the attention of the official extraordinary!
The crimson flames swallowed and spread out, like a bright ocean slowly submerging the earth.
Although Lumian even had an obvious stutter in the turn of his eyes, he still saw a figure constantly flashing in the fire, unable to capture and difficult to lock.
The figure had black hair and blue eyes, ordinary facial features, and was no different from many small employees on the road.
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After bidding farewell to Lumian, Franka walked towards White Jacket Street.
Suddenly, she turned into an alley and hid in the shadows.
This "Witch of Pleasure" began to sneak into the chaotic streets.
This is what she and Lumian agreed on in advance:
If the act of forcibly breaking into a "different" cabaret fails to mobilize the extraordinary people in the "Alone" bar, or does not allow them to expose their true figures, then after leaving the old street, "fishing" again to see if they can "meet" the target.
Franka asked Lumian if he wanted to do anti-tracking, which was actually asking if he wanted to act according to the original plan, and Lumian gave a very positive answer.
On the way to the chaotic street, Franka in the shadows took out a mirror.
It was a "mirror stand-in" made of Lumian's blood and hair!
At this distance, the "Mirror Stand-in" cannot play the role of a substitute for the dead, but it is related to the original owner's bloodline and has a strong occult connection, which can be used to observe Lumian's rough state.
To put it simply, if this mirror suddenly breaks, it means that Lumian is dead, and if it has several deep cracks, it means that the original owner is seriously injured.
Similarly, Franka also placed a "mirror stand-in" with Lumian, because they were not sure who "Loki" would choose to target after the two separated.
This is a conclusion that cannot be drawn by observing fortune, and "Loki", who has a strong ability to anti-divination, must make a decision before making a corresponding change in fate.
After sneaking for a while, Franka suddenly felt that the mirror in her palm had become cold.
She used her "dark vision" to penetrate the shadows and saw that the mirror had become gray, as if it had rusted, and as if it had sunk to the bottom of an ice lake.
The Charles were attacked? Franka's heart tightened and he quickened his speed.
When she rushed to the chaotic street, she happened to see the flames spreading, and a figure kept flashing in the crimson color, occasionally opening its mouth and making a "bang" sound.
This was very similar to the sound of real gunshots, which frightened the vendors and pedestrians to avoid from a distance, thinking that another gangster was fighting fiercely.
And Lumian dodged very hard, and twice he didn't even succeed, and was grazed by air bullets on his body, leaving obvious scars.
But it was clear that the figure did not really want to hurt him, as if he was worried that such behavior would cause problems with his own control before a certain node arrived.
Seeing that Lumian was not a big deal for the time being, Franka breathed a sigh of relief silently, hid in the shadows, and took out a mirror as he approached the battle area.
After closing the distance, she broke away from the shadows, pointed the mirror at the clusters of flames, and let her right hand cover the black flames without temperature.
When the figure flashed to the area reflected in the mirror, Franka immediately wiped her right hand towards the mirror.
Silently, the figure ignited dark flames.
He quickly became thinner and smaller, turning into a paper figure with exquisite tailoring.
In the crowd more than ten or twenty meters away, this man in black formal clothes with an unusually ordinary appearance appeared.
At this time, Lumian's thoughts were no longer stagnant, and his body got rid of that stiffness.
His whole body suddenly disappeared and appeared on the side of the suspected "Loki" enemy, with a distance of no more than seven meters between the two sides.
Lumian immediately made a sound:
"Hmph!"
A white light jumped out of his nostrils and went straight to the man with black hair and blue eyes.
At the same time, Franka cooperated very well to condense a transparent ice crystal spear and threw it into the area where the target was.
The white frost spread rapidly from the ground pierced by the spear, causing the people around them to feel the cold, and their bodies became stiff.
At this moment, a passerby with a thin face, brown hair and brown eyes stood in the way of the man suspected of being "Loki" and was hit by a white light made by Lumian.
He was not unconscious, he was nothing at all, and he sang an aria with a blank look in his eyes:
"Oh, my sun!"
In an instant, it was like a sun rising in the minds of Lumian, Franka, and the others, shining so hard that they couldn't open their eyes and their thoughts became less active.
The two subconsciously dodged, either hiding in the shadows and covering their bodies with crystal and strong frost, or rolling directly to the side of the road and using the "Face of Nesser" to change their appearance.
When the "sun" receded, they saw the man suspected of "Loki" and the "passerby" singing the aria disappeared.
Vendors and pedestrians in the distance looked this way in fear, while those closer closed their eyes and shed tears.
(End of this chapter)