In the wet execution ground with drizzle, Lumian watched the crimson flames gradually shrink in front of his eyes, watching a little transparent and colorless mucus oozing from the corpse, they surrounded the charred and cracked "I have a friend", trying to get into his head through the empty eye sockets and combine with some kind of organ.
Crimson fire crows condensed around Lumian's body, rushing to the front of the mucus and scrambling to pass the blood-colored eyes.
Boom!
The head of "I have a friend" exploded from the inside out, and it exploded into pieces, and the gray-white gelatin was sprinkled everywhere.
The transparent and colorless mucus loses its bonds and can only coalesce on its own, eventually forming a sticky gelatin.
The gelatin fell under the stake and looked like a mirror that could not be fixed and reflected everything around it.
Lumian walked over, and in the scorching air and flowing flames, he leaned over and picked up this mass of colorless gum that should be the extraordinary characteristics of the "Hypnotist".
He stared away and found that there were small transparent bubbles deep in the gelatin, which reflected the sunlight from different angles and showed different colors.
Putting away this extraordinary trait, Lumian turned around and left the stake at the stake.
Behind him, the remnants of the flames were still burning, still tearing apart the charred corpse.
In the blink of an eye, Lumian's figure disappeared into the Luwa Comprehensive Execution Ground.
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Market District, 3 White Coat Street, Apartment 601.
Lumian, who had changed back to his original appearance with the help of the "lie" ear clip, rubbed the corner of his forehead and said to Franka:
"It has been dealt with, which is very suitable for the burning of a person like him.
"It's a pity that he believes in Tianzun, even if he doesn't do anything, it is also a hidden danger, a hidden explosive package, otherwise I will let him live in a state where his frontal lobe is removed and his eyes are blind."
"That's good." Franka breathed a sigh of relief.
She actually had some regrets, if it weren't for "I have a friend" who had gone crazy and believed in the "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" suspected of causing their group to cross over, she really wanted to understand his spirit and asked for the magic potion formula from "audience" path sequence 9 to sequence 6 or even sequence 5, but after repeated weighing, she gave up this dangerous plan.
Lumian glanced at the open door of the guest bedroom:
"Where's Janna?"
"Go to the old pigeon cage." Franka laughed at Lumian, "She is more attentive than you in digesting magic potions."
Lumian responded thoughtfully:
"After venting the fire in my heart, and using the flames to actually fight and complete the execution, my 'Arsonist' magic potion has also been digested a lot.
He didn't continue the topic, but said:
"I plan to hand over the extraordinary characteristics of 'I have a friend' to Ms. 'Magician', and if we don't have her and the 'Tarot Society' help this time, we will either find our target or lose control in the first attack."
"No problem." Franka didn't mind at all, "This kind of extraordinary characteristic of an evil god believer, I dare not hold it in my hand without being dealt with by a high-ranking person. Don't think about what you owe me, dealing with 'I have a friend' is also the need of the 'Curly Baboon Research Society'."
Lumian was no longer polite and saw Franka return to the bedroom, changing into a white shirt embellished with lace flowers and slim-fitting beige trousers, looking ready to go out.
"Where are you going?" He asked casually.
Franka replied angrily:
"During this time, I have been busy with all kinds of things you have done every day, and I don't have time to have fun. I advise you to be at ease these days!"
Lumian watched with amusement as the "Witch of Pleasure" put on her boots and opened the door.
In the sound of the door closing, he was planning to go back to the Golden Rooster Hotel to write a letter to the "magician" lady, so he simply found paper and pen on the spot, went to the dining table, and wrote down all the situations explained by "I have a friend".
Then, he folded the paper neatly and pressed the extraordinary characteristics of the "hypnotist" from "I have a friend" on it.
As the "Doll" messenger was summoned, Lumian waited patiently.
It didn't take long for the "doll" messenger to bring back the transparent glue and the paper folded into a square shape.
Ms. "Magician" wrote in her reply:
"This is a public mission of the 'Tarot Club', there is no need to pay us, just take it yourself, I have removed the part of the pollution that can be removed.
"We will mobilize various resources to find the whereabouts of the remaining five 'April Fool's Day' members, but there is currently a lack of effective entry points, and the pranks mentioned in the intelligence have been too long."
Lumian read it in silence, letting the crimson flames swallow the paper in his hand.
He really wanted to "teleport" directly to the two places of Gaya in Fenneport and Cibyron in the southern continent to personally look for the "Bard" and other problematic "April Fool's Day" team members, but he also knew that this was of no use at all, and without enough intelligence or clues, it was no less than fishing out a fallen silver needle in the sea.
You can't expect good luck from the little boy who eats ice cream every time, right?
I can only wait until the "Tarot Meeting" finds effective clues before going...... Now they can track down the publisher of the local book "The Secret Records of Roselle the Great", if only they had met the real author of "The Bard"...... Lumian was a little disappointed and a little relaxed for a while.
The extraordinary characteristics of that "hypnotist" He planned to take his time, looking for the right craftsman while waiting for Anthony. Red investigates the matter of General Philip's widow.
If the "psychiatrist" can gain something and finally cure his psychological problems, then Lumian doesn't mind selling him the extraordinary characteristics of the "hypnotist" and sharing the money equally with Franca.
If the right craftsman was found before then, Lumian would characterize the magical items he made as public things, and Franka and Janna could use them at will.
After putting the Hypnotist's extraordinary trait into his clothing pocket, Lumian exhaled and leaned back against the back of the dining chair.
Only then did he hear the rumbling sound of his stomach and feel the familiar hunger.
From waking up at six in the morning, he was so busy interrogating, executing and writing letters that he completely forgot that he still needed breakfast.
"Really, leave me here alone, as if this is my home......" Lumian grunted and got up, walked into the kitchen of the apartment, intending to see if there was anything to eat, and dealt with it casually.
With a blink of an eye, he saw a few potatoes.
Lumian was stunned for a few seconds, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, put on the apron hanging next to him, and skillfully peeled the potatoes, washed them, and made them into filaments.
Then, he followed the process, ignited the fire, heated the pan, poured oil, stir-fried until fragrant, added the shredded potatoes and stir-fried continuously, and added the corresponding condiments to start the pot.
After finishing such a dish, Lumian baked two more slices of toast and poured a glass of milk.
He sat down at the dining table, sandwiched the shredded potatoes between two slices of toast, slowly nibbled on them, and took a sip of milk from time to time.
Outside the window, the drizzle dissipated and the sun was shining.
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For the next week, Lumian was no longer busy, waiting with peace of mind to recover from the mental trauma left over from the last two battles, and looking for various opportunities to play the role of "arsonist", slowly digesting the magic potion.
During this process, he also took the time to report to Mr. K on his recent work and the newly discovered evil god organization.
The members of the Sava Party in the Breeze Dance Hall were very surprised, the leader appeared for five or six days in a row, and each time he stayed for a long time.
Charlie was also surprised that Ciel actually went to the basement bar every night to drink, teasing this and laughing at that, and he himself was undoubtedly the biggest victim.
Just when Franka was so happy that she was a little empty, she wanted to go to the Red House Cafe in Chayo Town again, hinting at Bronx. Sauron did not forget to censor himself, and Hela's sterling silver-like skull head sent the notice of the special party to Apartment 601 at 3 White Coat Street and Lumian's abandoned safe house on White Coat Street.
Lumian hadn't been to that safe house for a while, and if Franka hadn't asked him about the letter after receiving the letter, he wouldn't have known about the letter.
Many members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" are like this, and they will have a fixed place to send and receive letters, but they don't live there, they just go to see it regularly to avoid being directly found by "Hela".
In this detail, they still have a certain sense of security.
Lumian came to the abandoned safe house on White Coat Street, opened the letter, and saw that it read:
"'Muggle':
"At ten o'clock tonight, there is a special gathering, and we need to discuss a very important matter related to everyone's safety."
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At night, three minutes to ten o'clock, Lumian recited the mantra containing the hidden power in the safe house on Nightingale Street.
He immediately felt himself enter a state similar to sleep, leaving the impression that his body was being erased by an eraser.
I don't know how long it took, he suddenly regained his consciousness and came to the ancient palace surrounded by the misty town again.
At this time, hundreds of members of the "Curly Baboon Research Association" have arrived, and one after another figures are still being outlined.
Passing through the large-scale masquerade ball-like scene, Lumian, who used "lies" to transform into Aurore, wearing a wizard's black robe and a half-face mask, came to the "Academy" group.
He glanced at it and didn't see the member nicknamed "Dwarf".
Wearing a black butterfly mask, a bow tie shirt and a long dark coat, the "professor" is standing next to a medium-sized, thin man with a brownish-yellow kraft paper document bag on his head.
It was her husband, "Associate Professor".
The "professor" looked at Lumian and asked curiously:
"Do you know what happened, why is there a special gathering?"
Lumian, who played the role of "Muggle" Auror, curled up the corners of his mouth and sighed:
"Because there is a traitor."
"Traitor...... "Professor" and other members of the "Academy" group repeated the word.
At this time, the president "Gandalf", who was wearing a simple robe and a hood, and the vice president "Hela", who was dressed as a black widow and covered with a veil, walked to the huge stone chair deep in the ancient palace at the same time.
(End of this chapter)