After confirming his physical condition and thinking for a while, Lumian slowly moved against the wall of the spacious corridor.
During this process, he almost emptied his brain, not thinking or analyzing, only paying attention to whether he would be illuminated by the silver full-length mirror at the end of the deep corridor.
Finally, Lumian followed his instincts and stopped.
He hopes to use the law of extraordinary characteristics and the sensitivity of the "life hunter" to fate to help him find the most "suitable" room for him from the doors of starlight.
Then there may be high-level items in the "Hunter" path, or even the main material for the magic medicine of the "Predator Knight"!
Looking at the translucent door condensed by the brilliant starlight beside him, Lumian suppressed his voice and asked in a low voice:
"Thermipoulos, do you think there will be great danger here?"
After experiencing the "School of Truth", Lumian became more and more defensive and wary of this angel in the fate realm, but this did not mean that he would not consult the other party's opinion at all.
Just like now, the "magician" lady is outside, Thermibolos has little hope of escaping the seal, and his own death or mutation will only cause him to slip into a worse situation, in which case he will most likely give some warning of danger.
Lumian couldn't see the change in his own fate, but Thermibolos could see him!
Thermipolos remained silent and did not answer Lumian's question.
Lumian was not disappointed, and pressed his right palm, which was still in a state of excitement, on the handle of the Starlight Gate in front of him.
He twisted his hand little by little, posing to push open the door, waiting for Thermipolos to give a certain reaction.
The door of the starlight gradually opened, and Thermibolos did not give any reminder.
"No reaction is also a reaction! This means that the danger in the room is something I can bear, or there is a high probability that I can get help......" Lumian calmly and completely pushed open the starlight door and walked into the room ruled by darkness in the back.
Suddenly, a blazing white and blue fire lit up, and an iron-black straight sword burning with terrifying flames slashed down at his head.
Lumian, who had been prepared to prevent accidents for a long time, quickly stimulated the black mark on his right shoulder, and a flash reached the side of the room.
Bang!
The black straight sword covered with blazing white and blue flames slashed heavily on the translucent starlight ground, splitting a deep crack.
Inside the rift, part of the starlight melted, showing a state of flowing magma.
With the help of flying sparks, Lumian saw who was attacking him.
It was an iron-black, nearly two-and-a-half-meter-long armor, and there was nothing like the fire in the eyes of the undead under the mask of the armor, it was dark, as if no one was wearing it at all.
After brushing the ground, the iron-black full-body armor turned around and looked at Lumian, raising the large straight sword covered with blazing white and blue flames again.
Before that, Lumian's blue eyes had turned black.
He saw the weakness of the half-giant-style full-body armor, and the pale color was located at several connections of the armor.
When the black straight sword slashed with firelight, Lumian used "teleportation" again and disappeared in place.
A bang sounded, and the blazing white and blue flames flew in all directions, and Lumian's figure was outlined behind the iron-black armor.
He jumped up suddenly, and his right fist burned with blazing white flames.
When Dang's voice echoed, Lumian punched the iron-black full-body armor at the junction between the helmet and the body armor.
"Harvest"!
After a punch, Lumian immediately "teleported" away again, avoiding a waist swing from the iron-black full-body armor that turned half-turned.
In this way, relying on the high mobility of "teleportation", he constantly appeared behind the target, hitting the same position with "harvesting", and was never greedy, only one hit per flash.
Pawn! Pawn! Pawn!
After five consecutive "harvests", the iron-black armor stood stiffly in place.
The ferocious rift spread rapidly from the junction of its helmet to its armor, and soon spread all over its body.
Click!
The iron-black armor was completely cracked, and in the form of metal fragments, it smashed into the ground condensed by starlight one after another, making a raindrop-like clattering sound.
When, the large straight sword covered with blazing white and blue flames followed to the ground.
"I don't have wisdom, my movements are dull, and it's stronger than sequence 6 but weaker than sequence 5, but the attack power of that straight sword is very high, if I get slashed, unless I use an activated shadow instead, I will definitely die on the spot, or lose my hands and feet, it's still because the opponent didn't hit the torso, well, it's also very hard, harder than the 'Guardian' I met in the Dream Festival......" Lumian looked at the state of the broken armor out of the corner of his eye, and observed the entire room with the help of the residual fire on the black straight sword, In case of other accidents.
It was quite empty, with only an altar-like stone platform with a small transparent glass bottle placed on it, which contained a pale yellow and reddish semi-solidified object, and a thicker black wick was inserted on top.
"Candles with magical effects?" Lumian made a rough judgment, "I don't know what's the use......"
At this time, he was almost sure that there were no other accidents, and turned his gaze back to the pile of fragments formed by the collapse of the iron-black armor all over his body.
He found a strange piece of leather in the fragments.
The leather seemed to be the size of half a towel, with a white complexion and a delicate texture, and even if it was just looked at from a distance, it gave Lumian the feeling that it was charming and should have grown on a beautiful woman.
"Human skin?" In the midst of grunting, Lumian frowned slightly and walked over.
He didn't immediately pick up the black straight sword and the white and attractive leather that had been extinguished for most of the flames on the surface, and first took out a dagger from the "traveler's bag".
Relying on this dagger, Lumian picked out the leather and displayed it in front of him.
The first thing that caught his eye were a few black Old Hermes words:
"Despair......
"Sequence 4......"
Suddenly, Lumian felt his breathing become heavy, his head was a little dizzy, and his physical condition was visibly deteriorating with the naked eye.
He quickly looked away, and picked up the white and delicate leather with a dagger, and stuffed them together into the "traveler's bag".
His discomfort slowly subsided.
"The magic potion formula of the 'Desperate Witch'?" Lumian recalled what he had just seen and made a certain inference, "And the leather that wrote the recipe was peeled directly from a certain 'desperate witch', so it has its own special and dangerous? It is indeed a treasure left by the Tudor Dynasty, and there is a ...... of this kind of thing."
As his thoughts flowed, Lumian's eyes moved to the black straight sword that was getting darker and darker with white and blue flames, not as bright as just now.
He pondered for a moment, not taking the risk of confirming the item's capabilities, effects, and negative effects right now, but took off the "Traveler's Bag" and took the initiative to put the other party in it, placing it in a corner where there were no other items around.
In the same way, Lumian also put the strange candle in a glass bottle into the "traveler's bag".
He plans to consult Ms. "Magician" about these items after going out, so he won't try it himself!
After confirming that there was nothing else in this room, Lumian passed through the Starlight Gate and returned to the deep and spacious corridor.
He was about to continue to rely on the law of extraordinary characteristics aggregation and the "Life Hunter's" sensitivity to fate to choose the next room to explore, when suddenly an ethereal voice sounded in his ears, as if it were coming from the edge of the sky:
"The other rooms are too dangerous for you......"
This is the voice of the "magician" lady.
She and Mr. "The Hanging Man" were really watching...... Does that sentence mean that exploration ends here for the time being? Lumian's heart instantly became a lot more determined.
He thought for a few seconds and decided to do one more thing before leaving this Xenospace.
He slowly and little by little circled from the side to the silver full-length mirror at the end of the corridor, always highly focused, planning to turn around and leave as soon as he heard the words of the "magician" lady dissuading him.
Until he reached the side of the silver full-length mirror, Ms. "Magician" did not say a word to stop him.
Lumian took a deep breath and carefully moved his right palm towards the front of the silver full-length mirror.
He didn't know if the silver full-length mirror would be stimulated again when only one palm was reflected.
As his palm moved slowly, Lumian's nerves kept tightening.
Finally, he pressed on the surface of the mirror and felt the coldness that was both fragile and hard.
Immediately afterwards, Lumian stimulated the contract ability from "Bloody Jack", "Mirror Mark"!
He wanted to try whether he could still sense the marks left in this hidden space after returning to the outside world.
The blood seeped into the mirror from his palm, forming an upside-down image.
While waiting, Lumian suddenly had an idea:
"Did my experience just now have any negative impact on the 'Mirror Mark' contract? This is indeed a mirror-related anomaly and weird danger......"
In the blink of an eye, Lumian left a "mirror mark".
After doing this, he began to follow the way he came, avoiding areas that could be illuminated by the silver full-length mirror along the way, and walked step by step to the wooden steps.
Not long after, Lumian's eyes lit up and he saw the wall lamps and dim fire on the walls on both sides of the cabin.
He "returned" to the "Blue Avenger".
Coming to the front of the deck, before Lumian could ask Ms. "Magician" to help her take the three items she had harvested from the "Traveler's Bag" and do the corresponding "appraisal", she heard the holder of the Major Arcana card say with a smile:
"As expected of a 'hunter' with a false angel person and the remnants of Tudor, he got three items closely related to 'hunter' and 'witch' at once.
"That straight sword is what you are looking forward to, it is made from the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Predator'."
ps: On the penultimate day, ask for a double monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)