Beatrice. Although Ankur was dead, something seemed to come to life in her, slowly overflowing outward, rising like invisible steam, wanting to ascend to a dark place in infinity.
This brings about the dim light around it, giving the ceiling of the apartment a strange illusion, and Lumian, Franka, and Bronx simultaneously create a feeling of being watched.
This is not to say that there is really a gaze projected on them, but more like only the three of them exist in the entire building, and there is no obstruction, so the crimson moonlight in the sky inevitably shines on them.
Plop, plop, Lumian's heart suddenly quickened.
The two witches who are good at divination have a strong, intuitive premonition of danger.
With a snap, Beatrice. Ankur's face was first marked by a translucent blood blister, followed by a tan, tree-like tumor growing from the blood blister.
The tumor burst out of the bubbles, stained with blood-colored pus, wet and slimy.
This...... Lumian's pupils dilated rapidly, lacking sufficient anticipation for this situation.
The members of the "Bliss Society" he killed were not one or two, and it was not that he had not stayed by their corpses for such a long time before, but there was nothing unusual about it, and it would be completely over when he died.
Although it was not clear what was going on, Lumian quickly had a countermeasure.
He looked up at the blurry, illusory ceiling, looked at the wall where there was faint movement, and planned to take a step, grab Beatrice's body, and "teleport" directly to the Albert Mine where he had been before.
The closer you get to the underground of Trier in the Quaternary Age, the more dangerous it is, with all kinds of pollutants and out-of-control factors lurking, even if you add such a corpse that is about to mutate, there will be no major problems outbreak.
There is a collection of problems in itself!
At that time, as soon as Lumian drops Beatrice's body, he will use "Spirit Shuttle" for the third time to return to the ground and stay away from danger.
He thought of a plan in a very short time, and when he made up his mind, Franka instinctively took steps towards Beatrice's corpse, which had grown a second tree tumor.
Her right hand reached into the hidden pocket of her culottes, wanting to take out the ancient mirror that had been "picked up" underground.
The ancient mirror is connected to a strange and dangerous mirror world, and you can try to stuff Beatrice's corpse with an unknown mutation into it, making danger fight danger!
In the end, whether it is the victory of the dead believers of the "Mother Tree of Desire" or the strange mirrored world swallowing the pollution and "smoothing out" the alienation, it will no longer be able to affect Franka, the humans present and the surrounding residents.
Compared to them, the Bronx, who obviously lacks enough experience. Sauron's first reaction was to burn the remaining spirits of the corpse with black flames, freeze the newly emerging mutations with frost, and interrupt the deterioration of the situation in the most "witchy" way.
At this moment, Lumian, Franka, and the others felt that the light around them had dimmed a lot again, as if they had lost the light of the red moon in the sky, leaving only the light of a few gas wall lamps.
Subconsciously, Lumian looked sideways at the window and found that the glass there was dark and dim, no longer transparent, and the "channel" for communication inside and outside had changed to a wall that closed here.
And almost at the same time, the invisible things that slowly evaporated upwards on Beatrice's body seemed to have lost its way, and could not find the way to the place where the darkness was in infinity, so it could only linger in place, gradually sinking.
Their mysterious connection with some unknown things was thus interrupted, and whether it was Lumian, Franka, or the Bronx, they all suddenly lost the trembling feeling of being "watched" from a distance and "illuminated" by their gaze.
Plop, plop, their heartbeats slowed down, and they saw the nodules on Beatrice's body rapidly wilting away, and no new blood bubbles coming out.
The gloom surrounding the corpse was restored, and the sinking intangible began to cling to the surface of the diamond necklace around Beatrice's neck.
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Under the crimson moonlight high above, the building at 23 Menier Street was dark, all the windows had no light, and there were no figures reflected, dead and gloomy, like a haunted house.
In a room in the apartment opposite, a white palm was holding a mirror with a strange shape and a quaint temperament.
The mirror is surrounded by one intertwined black snake sculpture after another, each with a huge scarlet one-eyed head, a mouth, and no fangs.
At this time, the mirror surface is clear, illuminating a brightly lit building.
Each floor of the building has windows that let in the yellowish glow of gas wall lamps, staging scene after scene of family drama:
The old doorman on the first floor smoked the cigarette butts he had accumulated, leaning against the wall of the lobby, enjoying the tranquility of the night; The couple on the second floor sat in the living room, one reading a novel and the other unfolding the newspaper in front of them; The window on the third floor was ajar, and a half-naked man sneakily looked at the door, always ready to climb down and jump to the street......
Lumian, Franka, and Bronx on the fourth floor were looking at their surroundings suspiciously, one wanted to use a certain ability to see if they could leave the "crime scene", one put his right hand into a hidden pocket, not knowing what he wanted to take out, and the other seemed to be guessing, widening the distance from the other two......
Another white palm stretched out and wiped it on the strange mirror surrounded by one-eyed "strange snakes".
Suddenly, the brightly lit building disappeared from the mirror surface, and the dead and gloomy apartment at No. 23 Menier Street lit up one after another, and one after another figures were reflected, and various sounds were played, which could be heard from afar.
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After Lumian looked around, he found that Adena's apartment had completely returned to normal, no longer surrounded by dark night, scarlet moonlight was difficult to enter, and glass windows turned into dark walls.
Beatrice. Ankur's body was completely calm, and the mutation that made people palpitate and fear was like an illusion that only existed in nightmares.
Lumian, who was ready to grab Franka and "teleport" away, did not "wait" for a possible attack, felt a little relieved, and looked sideways at Bronx. Sauron glanced at him:
The Witch Sect really couldn't send only such an inexperienced member to censor Franka......
Just now, the powerful witch who secretly observed and dominated the situation took action in time to help us deal with possible changes?
This kind of performance is not like the extraordinary person in the middle sequence, a high-ranking witch, or the sequence 5 "Witch of Pain" with divine items?
No wonder Bronx dared to come in generously, not worried that Franka and I would attack her......
I don't know if the witch hiding in the dark saw my "hum technique"......
Franka thought of these things as well, retracted her gaze from the window, and swept over the Bronx. Sauron.
She calmly showed her guess, but without asking, looked down at Beatrice's body, and said a little curious and a little confused:
"That necklace seems to have changed a little?"
Lumian also noticed this, feeling that the clear diamond of the necklace reflected the light of the gas wall lamp on each side, causing him to panic and dry his mouth.
This has become an extraordinary weapon similar to "fallen mercury"? Didn't it happen a few times before, because there was no mutation, the gift of the giver was not blocked, and they all returned to the mother body? Lumian probably guessed, walked to the corpse, and squatted down.
He carefully reached out to the necklace, and as soon as he touched the surface, he felt a variety of desires rising, rolling and difficult to suppress.
Lumian quickly withdrew his right hand, and only then did he get rid of that state of blood.
With magical items such as "torture" and the negative effects of multiple contracts, he is no longer suitable for touching the necklace that can awaken the deepest desires.
"You come." Lumian stood up and motioned for Franka to deal with it.
Franka didn't refuse, and took off the diamond necklace expectantly.
The two did not stop any longer, bid farewell to the Bronx, and returned to the market area.
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Market Avenue.
Franka successfully solved Beatrice, and is expected to pass the examination of the witches, and got an extraordinary thing that should be compared with the ability of the "Witch of Joy".
She glanced at Lumian, who was silent and just walking:
"What's wrong?"
"I was thinking about Maipu. Where is Meier hiding......" Lumi paused for a moment and suggested seriously, "Let's go underground now."
Franka was startled at first, and then understood Lumian's thoughts:
"What do you think of Maple. Meyer will return to Suzanne. Where Matisse once worshipped the 'Shadow Tree'?"
"Maybe." Lumian wasn't sure, just thought there might be some clues or traces left.
Franca, who thought she had taken advantage of the distribution of loot, did not persuade her, and entered the underground Trier from the nearest entrance of Market Avenue with Lumian.
With the help of the lighting of the fireball, the two of them followed a relatively familiar path, passing through the collapsed mine where the "Bliss" member Rentas was buried and the place where Jenna was stunned, and all the way to the altar area that they did not dare to approach last time.
There were traces of burning everywhere, no living creatures, no dirty breath, just like being exposed to the fierce sun for many days, leaving only piles of dry bones from different creatures.
The collapse and crack in the middle of the cave had been filled with mud and stones, and Lumian looked closely for a while and found some fresh traces around the original altar.
They clearly do not belong to the same person, from different "visitors".
Looking at these traces, looking at the collapse that was filled deep into the ground, Lumian's mind suddenly appeared of the "Shadow Tree", "Samaritan's Spring", "Iron Blood Cross" plot and other things that happened around him.
They seem to come from different sources and are scattered and complex, but they have one thing in common:
They all point directly or indirectly to the ground, to those histories and dangers hidden beneath Trier!
(End of this chapter)