"Witches" are seen as feminine forces that bring disaster...... Calamity...... When playing the role of "instigator", Janna once realized one thing, that is, abetting will inevitably bring disaster, but the recipient is uncertain and can change according to the subjective intention of the "instigator", so she is more sensitive to the word "disaster" and feels that this may be an important entry point for playing the "witch".
At the same time, she also confirmed a guess:
"The feminine power ...... the 'witch' corresponds to the feminine power......
"Sequence 2 of the 'Assassin' path is called 'Disaster Witch'...... This shows that even at the level of demigods, disasters are a key point......"
Jane Na nodded slightly, walked to the door of the living room, and twisted the knob on the wall to adjust the gas wall light there to a minimum.
After she made the four gas wall lamps in turn, the room became quite dark, and a large number of shadows were mixed in the faint light, as if something terrifying was about to happen.
Franka looked around, half curious and half confirming, and asked:
"Are you creating a dark, scary, and eerie environment?"
Jian Na smiled and said:
"In various dramas and novels, don't witches appear in this environment?"
"As expected of a real actor apprentice." While Franka praised Jenna, she was also a little proud, because she quickly realized what it was like to play a "witch", and she even made a dark potion for a period of time - the effect was there, but it was far inferior to the "pharmacists".
In the gloomy and dimly lit room, Jane Na returned to the little bull.
She leaned down slightly and pronounced two Hermes words in a low voice:
"Your Excellency, Archbishop."
Nothing happened.
Lumian outside the door laughed secretly when he heard this, and felt that Jane Na was very serious in acting, knowing that she was not a gift of fate, and she couldn't use the simplified "animal making technique".
Lumian raised his voice to mimic the grandeur of Termipolos, like a hidden being responding to a "witch" chanting evil spells:
"Your Excellency, Archbishop."
In the living room, a dim light gushed out, and the brown cowhide cracked, revealing Boire. Pompeiro was left with a white shirt, black trousers and dark socks.
After doing this, Lumian continued to walk forward until he reached the gate of No. 20 Terrace Street, staring through the glass of the bulging belly window as if it was about to melt into the drizzle of the night.
Jane squatted down halfway down and pressed her right hand on Boire's forehead.
Black flames emerged from her palms and penetrated into the body of the liaison officer of the "sinner" organization.
They did not make a crackling burning sound, like a stream of black water that drowned out the Bowar from the inside out.
After more than ten seconds, Bouval suddenly convulsed.
After a few strokes, his body suddenly relaxed, and the smell of incontinence came out.
He lost his life.
Janna, who was dressed as a female mercenary, looked at her clothes with dissatisfaction, stood up, and stretched out her hand to Franka.
Franka understood the mystery and power of her role as a "witch", and cooperated very well with a bottle of prophecy potion in her palm.
Jane squatted down on one knee again and poured the potion into Boire's mouth.
The dark liquid that kept bubbling and bursting with silver-black shimmer entered the corpse's mouth and stayed there.
The faint sound of the wind sounded, and the extremely dim gas wall light was dyed a little blue.
Sensing this rather familiar change, Lumian knew that Bovar was completely dead and the gift power had returned to his mother's body, so he turned back from the gate and crossed Anthony. Red, re-enter the living room.
Grunt!
He heard the sound of the corpse swallowing the liquid.
After brushing the floor, Bouvar sat up, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes became transparent and colorless.
Looking at the rich color blocks, pure light, invisible figures and mercury waves in her transparent eyes, Jian Na secretly felt that this was really magical, while enduring the strong cold and turning her gaze to Lumian and Franka.
She didn't have anything to ask, she was just acting.
Franka motioned for Lumian to think about the problem, and she was in charge of studying so that she could use the remaining bottle of prophecy potion in the future.
Lumian, who had experience and knew the rules, thought about it for a moment and said to Jianna:
"Ask, Vazan, the former owner of Vazan Cafe in Trier, Republic of Intis. Where is Sang Song at this time next week?"
In addition to the obvious meaning, this question also contains hidden temptations:
If Boulier's body cannot answer or give some seemingly normal answers, it means that at this time next week, Vazan. Sansong has left the place where these powerful benefactors are currently staying, and disaster may have broken out!
Jane nodded lightly and asked the question to Boire's corpse in a voice that seemed a bit charming but low.
The corpse's pale face reflected the dim blue light, a little more shaded green, and he opened his mouth and replied in Intis:
"Room 7."
Room 7...... So specific? But there is no previous restrictive description...... Lumian originally thought that Bovar's body would be like the deceased he used last time, with a very rough description of "Trier Red Princess District", which would narrow the scope of the investigation after the "Tarot Meeting", but he did not expect Bouvard's body to directly say Vazan. The room number where Sanson is currently located.
For Lumian, this is not as useful as the answer "Trier Red Princess Area", there are countless rooms 7 in the entire Trier.
Moreover, what if room 7 is not in Trier? Planning a conspiracy and preparing in advance does not have to be in Trier!
"Bovar is the benefactor of the Fateful Path, and he himself has the ability of fate and the contamination left by the power of fate...... After his corpse drank the prophecy potion, he would definitely be able to see more and foresee more clearly than the average dead, so there was such a change?" Lumian muttered in his heart.
He immediately asked a confirmatory question:
"Ask him, Pualis from the D'Arliège region of Leston in the Republic of Intis. Virtue. Where is Rockfall this time next week?"
After listening to the "witch's"'s relay, Bovard's corpse replied in an illusory and wandering voice:
"Room 12."
Room 12, Room 7...... Mrs. Pualis and Vazan. Sansong was indeed in the same place, and the powerful boons of these evil god sects in Trier gathered, certainly not for eating and drinking...... Lumian nodded lightly, and quickly thought about what kind of question to ask next.
From the two answers just now, he vaguely guessed that the "Prophecy Technique" seemed to be strongly interfered with in matters related to the place where those evil god blessers were staying, and could not give really effective information, so he could only ask in a different direction.
A few seconds later, Lumian looked at Jane and said:
"Ask, Vazan. When will Sanson leave the building where he is currently located?"
This is about the time when that disaster may break out, or when there is a major action.
The strange sights in Bowar's eyes were rapidly fading, and after listening to Jane's question, he opened his mouth and replied with a vain:
"Rain, water ......"
Speaking of this, Bowar's eyes burst open with a bang, and blood sprayed out, leaving only two holes where black and red polluted each other.
His body began to swell, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time, pale, bleak, and wet.
In the next second, the corpse directly disappeared into the eyes of Lumian and the others, as if it had never existed.
Holding the mirror, Franka, who was going to use the curse to deal with the mutant corpse, lost his target, and quickly looked around, only to find all kinds of traces sprinkled after the two eyeballs burst.
"Is this a prophecy of something amazing or existing, suffering a terrifying backlash and being dragged away by the unknown?" Franka quickly made a judgment based on his little experience.
She then sighed:
"Look, divination and prophecy are very dangerous things."
Lumian nodded and said:
"We will evacuate here now and go to Boulier's house to pick up the remaining loot."
"Yes, you need to be prepared for accidents." Jian Na raised her head and looked at the ceiling, "How will Paulina and other evil god believers deal with it, kill them all?"
"I'm coming! I'll be in charge of this!" Franka raised her hand, "I want to have some fun for myself, no, be happy!"
She wanted to simply play the role.
Seeing that both Jana and Lumian cast strange glances, Franka "bah":
"What do you think? It's not just about doing that kind of thing to get pleasure!"
What do you do to entertain yourself? Lumian sneered and walked out of the living room, leaving a sentence:
"Give you five minutes."
Five minutes? Franka muttered and sat down in front of the brass-colored mechanical typewriter, put on her gloves, and quickly typed on the keyboard.
Not long after, Paulina, the housekeeper and others who were tied tightly in the master bedroom had a piece of paper written on them:
"We are believers in evil gods!"
"Faith exists in the name of fate!"
"Arrest us!"
"Our leader is Vazan. Sangsong!"
"Vazan. Sansong and his core men went somewhere, and it is said that they will stay for three months!"
"They went there more than two months ago!
"I have 'Regeneration', 'Danger Premonition' and 'Arc Technique', please be careful!"
After pasting the paper, Franka swept around, very satisfied and happy.
She then said to the unconscious Paulina:
"The flexibility of the 'dancer' may help you get rid of the ropes, I can only add two more layers of coma to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she had already ignited Paulina's spirit body with black flames, making her very weak, and then added the "Bliss Society" drug once.
Snapping, Franka clapped her hands and turned to leave the room.
Behind her, black flames flowed everywhere, burning with various traces.
…………
After confirming that the alarm was successful, Lumian and others took away the property that could be quickly realized from Bouvard's home in the library area.
On the way back to the market area in a carriage, Lumian was about to ask Franka something when he suddenly saw a figure flashing away in the darkness outside the window.
The figure was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and dark socks, his eyes were empty, he had turned into holes, and his skin was swollen and white, as if it had been blistered.
Boire. Pompeiro!
Boire. Pompeiro's body that disappeared before!
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