Julie saw herself in the mirror gradually stained with blood, her expression became cold, and her eyes were a little more vicious.
She had no surprise about this, but curled the corners of her mouth and showed a mocking smile.
Julie in the mirror suddenly became excited, grabbing the glass with both hands, trying to pick out the gap with her fingernails.
Her face was distorted quickly, and the malice in her eyes was like substance.
Not long after, another figure appeared behind her, a male figure with short brown hair.
This man looked like Julie in six or seven parts, and his face was bloody and vicious, just like Julie in the mirror.
Julie rubbed the gold ring with blue gemstones with her thumb and saw that the female self and the male self quickly became smaller and lighter, revealing their current environment.
It was a deep, dark world with little light.
Outside this world, there were countless spots of light representing different mirrors densely scattered up, down, left, right, back, and back, and most of them were affected by the Morora seal, looking vague and difficult to reach.
Julie's gaze quickly swept over a small number of points of light that were still clear, and followed the "witch's" spiritual intuition to look at one of the mirrors.
A dark figure was reflected in the mirror.
As if sensing Julie's gaze, the figure suddenly shrank back and left the mirror.
Julie immediately reached into the mirror, and even penetrated through the whole person.
She ignored the curses and curses of her two herself in the mirror, and teleported directly to the mirror that reflected the black shadow before.
She walked out of a small mirror and found that it was a room that had been abandoned for a long time, and all kinds of traces had been erased.
Julie turned to the window next to the mirror and observed the outside environment.
What caught her eye was the cemetery sleeping under the crimson moonlight, the library-style church, and the entrance to the underground mausoleum that could be clearly seen.
After a short silence, Julie whispered to herself:
"The 'man in the mirror' really came in......"
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The "Carnivore" bar is on the second floor.
Lumian pushed back his chair, rested his feet, and read the book in his hand carefully.
It's still early, you can study for a while!
After all, as a "hunter", he could not rely on his own power to use the mirror world, and the "mirror buckle" as an external object could only be used twice.
Just as Lumian remembered the advice of Archbishop Herabeg of Morora to end his studies and sleep for two or three quarters of an hour tonight, there was a knock on his door.
Outside the door was Julie.
Julie nodded lightly at Lumian:
"I found a 'man in the mirror' spying on the underground mausoleum, but failed to catch him."
"Only one?" Lumian asked confirmingly.
Julie said "Hmm":
"There is only one."
After saying that, she turned around and walked to her room.
Lumian smiled "hehe":
"Not only did you not catch it, but you didn't even see the other person's appearance, right?"
His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but the volume was just right for Julie to hear.
Julie turned her body sideways and responded with a sneer:
"At least it's better than someone who can't even find a trace of the 'man in the mirror' and needs me to confirm."
Lumian pretended to be choked and responded with a hard mouth:
"I'm just asking you to play your pitiful, insignificant role."
Julie ignored him anymore, opened the door and walked into the room.
Lumian laughed secretly and closed the wooden door.
Now, Jolie should be less vigilant that he can also use the mirror world, right?
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In a daze, Lumian saw the blood-stained earth, the collapsed magnificent buildings, and the iron-black pillars standing in different places in the ruins, extending straight into the sky, most of which were broken.
Lumian walked forward purely instinctively, passing through the blazing palace, through the waterfall-like torrential rain, and through the thunderous forest that kept splitting the ground.
He stopped in front of a corpse.
The corpse was charred black, and its face looked like it had been peeled off, leaving only a skull that had been burned by smoke.
Behind it were corpses and skeletons one after another, and this pile of mountain peaks hundreds of meters high.
Lumian's gaze continued to move upwards along the corpses, sometimes colliding with the burning or pale or dark red flames in their eye sockets.
Finally, he was about to see the top of the "mountain peak".
Suddenly, a strong fear and urge to give up thinking and only follow orders welled up in his heart.
He sat up suddenly, opened his eyes, and gasped for breath.
"Another nightmare......
"The picture of nightmares is getting clearer and more frequent......"
Lumian set his sights on Morora's underground and subconsciously stretched out his right hand, as if to touch something.
He only caught air.
He quickly calmed down and said to himself silently:
"According to the current situation and development progress, if you really want to finish reading the remaining books, these nightmares caused by pollution may really undergo a qualitative change......
"What will that bring me?
"The nightmare is clearer, the feeling is stronger, I may get out of control in the dream, and at that time, Albus, Julie, Varnak and the others will have the luck to challenge the angels, no, the Church of Knowledge should clear the problem as soon as possible, and they who sealed Ludwig don't mind sealing another ......."
Lumian raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead, feeling more and more that Archbishop Morora Hraberg was right:
You can't catch up with the progress, you have to maintain your physical health and mental state!
Even if it is contaminated, it must be done gradually!
Shout...... Lumian exhaled, believing that in five or six days, when he finished reading the borrowed books, there would definitely be a big change in the situation that would be beneficial to him.
"But can the situation really remain stable until I finish my studies?
"Since the last injury, Albus hasn't shown up for several days, and he doesn't know what he's doing in secret......
"Vanak has regained control of Dades Agriculture, but no longer has a permanent office location and sleeping quarters......
"Salisto takes turns in the underground mausoleum is both a danger and an opportunity, and she should use this to advance the arrangement of the Witch Cult, and the time for Julie to wait may soon come......
"Will they let me concentrate on my studies until I finish reading the rest of the books?
"I'm afraid it won't ......"
Lumian muttered in his heart, thinking that Albus, Vanak, and one of the witch sects should have a big move in the next few days, involving a big move in the underground mausoleum.
They may not know the importance of learning and that Lumian is studying seriously, but they should be able to sense that if they delay any longer, the situation will become more and more unfavorable to them!
We can't underestimate the spiritual intuition of the "witches", nor can we underestimate the feelings of those high-ranking people behind Albus and Vanak!
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Trier, Memorial Parish, 9 Orosay Street, 702 Apartments.
Franka is complacent and triumphant because he has successfully planned and executed an ambush against the powerful "Man in the Mirror".
This gives her a sense of accomplishment more than commanding a team copy when playing the game before the crossing.
She pointed to the cash and scroll on the coffee table and said:
"Divide the loot, you go first."
With the help of "Magic Mirror Divination", the two "witches" have determined the effects and spells of several scrolls.
There is a "Sun" scroll, a "Healing" scroll, and "Lightning Strike", "Burning", "Flash", "Wind", "Freeze", "Paralyzing", and "Hidden Sound".
Anthony turned his body sideways and motioned for Jane to choose first.
Jan Na knew that being polite was useless, but wasted time, thought for a few seconds, and directly took away the three scrolls "Sun", "Lightning Strike" and "Flash".
Anthony chose "Heal", "Paralyzed" and "Frozen", leaving 460 Felkin and the last three scrolls to Franka.
Franka picked up the "Hidden Voice" scroll and said with a smile:
"How good this is, you don't want someone who is suitable for commanding actions."
The function of the "Hidden Voice" is to establish a secret passage between three to five people that connects everyone with a distance of up to 50 meters, so that the words and sounds spoken by each other can be transmitted to the ears of their companions through this channel, and will not be heard by outsiders, nor will they be blocked by obstacles such as walls.
If you don't want it, you can leave it to Lumian...... Jane muttered in her heart, but she couldn't bear to say it to hit Franka.
While the three of them were talking, the messenger of the "Judgment" lady sent a reply:
"The 'Morse Penance' will deal with the abnormal Kemero, you don't need to follow up anymore."
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Trier, a table and chair overturned, and paper spilled all over the room.
The "Hermit" of the "Tarot Society" Major Arcana card that Franka and the others had seen before was wearing a pair of glasses with blackened rims, wearing a dark black robe with eye-shaped purple patterns, standing in front of a wall full of meaningless lines, examining the inconspicuous black blood on the ground, suspected tears, and traces left after the saliva dried up.
In front of her, there was an almost transparent, eyelashe-free, and unusually indifferent eye watching all this quietly, as if there were countless bright stars hidden in her eyes, and it seemed to contain all kinds of sights she saw.
After a while, the "hermit" ignored the blackened blood stains and took a little powder that seemed to have been stained with tears and saliva.
A dream carriage made of pumpkins immediately appeared in front of her, and her appearance, temperament and figure changed to a certain extent.
The "Hermit" sat down calmly.
Immediately afterwards, a group of rats pulled the pumpkin wagon into a tunnel outside the Catacombs of Trier.
The "hermit" was still sitting in the pumpkin carriage, condensing a bright and unreal ball of yarn in his hand.
The holder of the Major Arcana card blended the powder he had extracted earlier into the ball of yarn and threw it out.
The ball of yarn rolled into the depths of the dark tunnel, leaving a bright thread on the ground, guiding the way forward.
(End of this chapter)