Chapter 461 points the same way
Dye...... Brush ...... After seeing the contents of the gray and white cloth bag, Jian Na was stunned for two seconds.
She immediately recalled the information provided by the "Purifier" and the various clues she and others had obtained during this time:
Pay attention to groups of painters and people who have a private hobby of painting, and their works are likely to have supernatural abilities hidden!
"This monk is a person who has a hobby of painting?
"Or, is he giving paint and brushes to a certain painter?
"It's a very ordinary thing, but he chose the depths of the underground Trier, which cannot be explained by rushing......
"Either there is a problem with his destination, or there is a problem with the painter he is looking for, and maybe even a problem......"
A series of thoughts flashed through Jianna's mind, seriously suspecting that the monk who had done the mechanical modification was related to the "hostel" that she and others were tracking.
At this moment, there may be a "painter" with extraordinary power creating a mural somewhere underground, which requires a lot of paint and tools to support!
Jane fumbled with the comatose monk's robe and found only a few extra coins and a few banknotes.
She put these things into an off-white cloth bag, tied the rope, looked at the various mechanical creations that made up the monk's small half, and planned to burn it again with the witch's black flames, causing the other party to fall into a deeper coma, and then carry him back to the ground, and "interrogate" with Ciel, Franka, and Anthony.
As a "witch", she has actually mastered the ritual magic related to "psychics", but one is that she has no practical experience and is worried that something will go wrong and cause the clues to be interrupted, and the other is that she lacks a safe object of prayer, so she plans to let the experienced Lumian and Franka handle it.
As soon as Jane had this idea and was about to put it into practice, she saw multiple gears turning on the face of the comatose monk.
They rattled and made every part come alive in an instant, as if it had a life of its own.
The small half of the body composed of these mechanical creations ran wildly, quickly rolling in the flesh and blood located in the other half of the body, turning it into mud.
It looks like there was an accident in the factory, and an operator fell into a large piece of machinery.
Jane suddenly had a strong premonition of danger, but before she could react, she was suddenly pounced on her body with flesh and blood by the parts that make up the mechanical body.
In the sound of clicking and creaking, she became a mirror, shattered inch by inch.
Nearly ten meters away from the underground river, Jian Na's figure was quickly outlined.
She didn't look back, took the off-white cloth bag in her hand and the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" stuck in her chest, and fled around the rock wall at high speed and to the ground.
Behind her, the sound of metal rubbing and colliding continued one after another, but she couldn't catch up, and the movement gradually became smaller.
Finally, Jane heard a crisp sound of a large number of metal parts scrambling to fall to the ground.
She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down slightly.
Running all the way to the underground trier with the street name, Jane Na made up her mind and quickly took off the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" from her chest.
She was already a little weak from blood loss.
But she was very glad that she was cautious enough not to remove the broken obsidian arrow stuck in her chest after the monk passed out, but took it to complete the search.
If it weren't for this, she would likely have been overtaken by the life-like mechanical body before she could use this magical item again.
While distinguishing the direction and looking for the underground market avenue, Janna recalled the experience just now, with a kind of fear that the horror stories and terrifying abilities that Franca and Ciel had told her finally came to reality:
The part of the monk that had been mechanically transformed would actually change and show a state of coming to life!
And the living machines are devouring human flesh and blood!
This is what the occult world really looks like, with extraordinary abilities accompanied by all kinds of unimaginable dangers...... Jane turned into the market avenue underground and walked towards the stairs connecting to the ground.
At the same time, she suspected that the strange monks and evil caves she and Franka had seen in the Valley Quarry were involved in the impending disaster.
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When the stone door was completely closed and the dark tunnel became dead again, Franka left the hiding place, remained invisible, and returned to the ground.
She repeatedly recalled the scene she had just seen, looking for where the familiarity that the changing faint white mist brought to her came from.
Just when she was about to give up and use "magic mirror divination" or "dream divination" to help get the answer, she finally remembered:
She and Jane Na killed the man dressed as the wizard who gave the abnormality of the Deep Valley Monastery underground, and when they "channeled" on the spot, a similar mist appeared in the mirror!
The corpse that the opponent exploded then turned into blood mist, and also showed corresponding characteristics, but the color was different!
"'007' said that when the 'purifiers' tracked down Fukaya Town, the target group had already shifted, and even the items on the altar were taken away, and only some traces of words were left on some paper......
"Those words are Albert. Gonguer, Underground, Riot and Time...... Albert. Gonggul was one of the leaders of the Charcoal Burning Party...... This...... It was against the three oil lamps I saw just now! The "Iron Blood Cross" is cooperating with the Charcoal Party to brew a riot, and even involve some monks in the Deep Valley Monastery?
"Hiss, Gardner. The item that Martin asked 'Mouse' Crystal to get into Trier through smuggling channels wouldn't have been what the Charcoal Party wanted, right?
"It's not far behind the stone door just now, so the ancient silver mirror on my body reacts?"
Franka gradually stringed things together.
Although this has nothing to do with the most urgent task of pursuing the "hostel", the problem seems to be not small, it is really going to break out, it is another disaster, can be prevented or tried to prevent it.
In the next second, Franka fell into deep thought:
Should I report to the "Tarot Society", or to the witch sect, or directly through "007" to the officials?
She quickly made a decision:
Only children do multiple-choice questions, adults all need it!
The only thing to care about is that the "report" cannot be confused.
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After Lumian woke up from his dream, he slowly sat up and looked around.
There is no "magician" lady here, chasing after Gabriel's traces of locking the "hostel".
"Didn't the 'magician' lady notice that Gabriel used a dream to remind me to escape from Trier quickly? Impossible, this lady was able to come and go in my dreams at will when she was in Kordu Village, and she was the nemesis of that special monster, and Bovar's body was dragged away by her without attacking, and it was in an untouchable state......" Lumian turned over and got out of bed in confusion, pacing back and forth in the room with the curtains drawn.
He also didn't think that the "magician" lady was not looking at this side, she should be able to observe from a long distance and didn't need to rush to the vicinity of the Breeze Ballroom.
The insight brought by the "conspirator" made Lumian feel that the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the dream just now was full of strangeness:
Being able to communicate with yourself without telling the "magician" lady shows that Gabriel or the "hostel" is special!
Considering that he was only in sequence 6 and did not know or qualified to understand a lot of occult knowledge, Lumian did not waste time speculating on his own, sat down at the desk, took out paper and pen, and brushed to write letters.
Because of the preference of the "doll" messenger, he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel to send the letter and waited patiently for a reply.
Not long after, Ms. "Magician" gave the answer:
"I didn't find Gabriel affecting your dreams.
"The initial consideration of possibilities is:
"You have some kind of close connection with the 'hostel'."
Do I have some kind of close connection with the "hostel"? Seeing the end, Lumian's forehead jumped, and he felt like someone had poured a basin of ice water on his head.
How is that possible?
When did I have a close connection with the hostel?
Did Gabriel use this connection to hide from the gaze of the "magician" lady and directly affect my dream?
Lumian not only felt that the speculation of Ms. "Magician" was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but analyze the possibility.
Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered a person:
Maipu. Meyer!
Suzanne. Matisse's lover, the core member of the "Bliss Society", and the former manager of the old pigeon cage theater who claims to be returning to the market area to do something!
"It's Maipu. What did Meyer do secretly in the market area that led to my close connection with the 'hostel'?
"He wants to prove himself, and I'm sure that's one of the goals...... Is it his plan to establish a close connection with the 'hostel' and detonate it again at critical moments?
"How did he do it, I had a close connection with the 'hostel' without realizing it......" Lumian subconsciously turned his gaze to his left chest.
He suspected that this was done with the help of Thermiboulus, a traitor.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed anything unusual.
Lumian was surprised and stunned, not only did he not panic, but he felt a little joyful:
I wonder if I can use my close connection with the "hostel" to find that place......
At that time, I will be able to meet the Sanson family, and I will be carrying multiple Major Arcana cards......
As soon as Lumian had such a thought and was about to write a letter to ask Ms. "The Magician", he heard two very light footsteps approaching his room.
Dong dong dong, the door of 207 was knocked gently.
Lumian opened the door and unexpectedly saw Franka and Janna.
One of them was wearing a fancy women's shirt, and the other was dressed as a female mercenary, with quite solemn expressions.
"We have important gains." Franka felt that it was necessary to communicate with Lumian before writing a letter to report.
You also have important gains? Lumian was stunned for a moment, and raised his finger to the ceiling:
"Call Anthony too."
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, in room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, Franka and Jane finished talking about their experiences respectively, but hid the two details of the Witch Sect and Will.
Lumian gradually frowned when he heard this:
Some monks in the deep valley monastery are suspected of being related to the "hostel" and the upcoming disaster?
That is an important monastery of the "God of Steam and Machinery" church!
The Sacred Heart Monastery, which reminded him of the "Eternal Sun" Church, also seemed to have a problem, and Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the corner of his forehead:
Aren't the two major churches so reliable?
Can this Trier still be saved, is there a future?
(End of this chapter)