Morora, 5th floor of the Church of Knowledge.
A law enforcer in a black burqa was standing at the window, looking at the entrance and exit of the behemoth-like underground mausoleum.
His eyes reflected Lumian's figure descending step by step along the gray stone steps.
Somewhere in Morora, Albus. Medici also stood by the window, but what was reflected in his eyes was not a building more than ten meters away, but a cemetery and Lumian's figure that could not be seen on this street at all.
"Are you going to start?" The descendant of the "Red Angel" laughed.
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The blindfolded Lumian moved forward quickly and slowly in the dark, following the signs on the map in his brain, and approaching the "abscess and broken hand" head he sensed.
"This is the end, you need to turn left...... It's really exactly the same as the example picture in the book......" Lumian stretched out his right hand without carbide lamp and touched something cold and hard.
That should be the wall.
He then turned left, walked a little further and stopped.
He felt that the head of the "abscess and broken hand" was two or three meters away to his right, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was no sound.
Lumian turned sideways and tried to stick out his right palm in that direction, but what he touched was still a cold and hard wall.
"Behind the wall? Well, according to the example diagram, there should be a room behind this, and the door has to go five meters forward......" Although Lumian couldn't see it, in this case, the importance of knowledge came into play.
He counted his steps, walked to the place that should be the door, reached out and touched it, and it was indeed a wooden board.
Lumian groped for the handle, twisted it gently, and pushed open the empty door.
At the same time, he muttered in his heart:
"Albus can throw the head of the severed hand into this position just by throwing it like that?
"Even if it's a bouncy ball, it shouldn't bounce off, even though it's not far from the entrance, but there are two corners and the door is closed......
"Did the door close later?"
Lumian became more and more vigilant, and listened to the movement behind the door.
There was no sound at all.
He slowly walked into the room, towards the corner where the special connection was so clear and the stench of decay continued to emanate.
His right palm reached into the "traveler's bag", ready to draw the "Sword of Courage" at any time, and his left hand holding the calcium carbide lamp stretched out forward and touched the head of the "abscess and broken hand".
The head was placed high and was not placed on the ground as Lumian expected, as if it had been placed on a shelf.
In the next second, Lumian's fist surface touched something, it was slippery and wet, wriggling gently.
Five cold, suspicious fingers instantly grasped and grabbed Lumian's left fist.
Lumian's scalp suddenly went numb.
Encountering this kind of thing without seeing it with the naked eye is simply double, no, four times or five times more fearful.
He couldn't know what the hell was this!
He could only be sure that this was not a "brain with an abscess and a broken hand", it was just a head!
With a sudden moment, Lumian let his left fist ignite a blazing white flame.
His fist did not retreat but advanced, relying on a sudden and short acceleration, and it crackled and hit between the five suspected fingers.
Rumble!
The violent explosion opened the slippery and wet "fingers", and Lumian immediately used the black mark on his right shoulder, which was already in a semi-stimulated state, to flash behind the thing suspected of being an "abscess and broken hand" head.
"Hmph!"
Lumian let two white lights shoot out of his nose.
He felt like he had hit the mark.
He didn't care about waiting for the other party to fall unconscious, and his left fist holding the calcium carbide lamp suddenly blasted out with a blazing flame, and his right palm was in a state where he could hold the "Sword of Courage" at any time and pull it out.
Bang!
Lumian seemed to hit a dead but elastic piece of wood, and he directly detonated the accumulated fire power.
Boom!
The violent wind and waves pushed the slippery and wet "wood" forward for a distance.
Then, there was no movement of the thing, and it didn't make a sound of falling to the ground.
Lumian cautiously turned into a blazing white flame spear and pursued with a whoosh.
He felt like he had penetrated a withered tree filled with rust and flesh, and in the pungent smell of his nose, he landed in front of the head of the "abscess and broken hand".
During this process, he did not encounter any obstacles or substantial counterattacks.
"Is this solved?" Lumi, who was completely invisible, was a little drumming in his heart.
He kept his right palm in the "Traveler's Bag", held the ring of the calcium carbide lamp with his mouth, stretched out his left hand, and reached diagonally, always ready to stimulate the contractual ability of "Shuttle the Spirit World".
In the solidified atmosphere, Lumian touched the slime, foul-smelling, soft meat, and greasy and disgusting clumps of "weeds".
"This should be the hair of the broken hand...... There is nothing else abnormal......" Lumian emboldened and continued to touch.
Soon, he touched what was suspected of rotting his neck and his "shoulder" with obvious wounds.
Shoulder...... Although Lumian was mentally prepared, he was still startled.
It can't be a "abscess and broken hand" head that grows a body by itself, right?
After waiting for a few seconds, before the sudden attack, Lumian let his left palm up, held the clumps of "weeds" suspected of being hair, and pulled them in his direction.
As he gradually exerted his strength, there was a reluctant "pop" sound in front of him, like pulling out a wine stopper.
Lumian's center of gravity suddenly shook, and his power seemed to fall into the air.
He tore off the target's head abruptly!
Almost at the same time, Lumian reached into the "Traveler's Bag" with his right palm and sensed that the two corpses of the "abscess and broken hand" had changed each, but they could not break through the spatial barrier, so they could only wriggle close to each other, slowly pushing away piles of debris.
"This is the head of the broken hand...... Who is the person who wanted to 'shake hands' with me just now?" Scenes flashed in Lumian's mind:
It was a head flying with a bloody spine, and it was a headless corpse chasing its head......
"There are also similar headless corpses in the underground mausoleum where '0-01' is sealed, and then one of them took the head of the broken hand brother as his own and placed it on his neck? No wonder Albus threw it casually, and the head of the broken hand brother 'ran' here......" Lumian quickly had a guess, feeling that this matter was both funny and terrifying.
If the combination of the headless corpse and the "abscess and broken hand" head is maintained for another six months and a year, something terrible may happen......
Lumian did not dare to put the head of the "abscess and severed hand" into the "traveler's bag", which would inevitably lead to the aggregation of the corpses, summoning the "abscess and severed hand" to complete the reorganization, and Lumian wanted to do this after meeting Julie, Salisto or Albus and Vanak.
With his left hand, he held the head of the "abscess and broken hand" and the calcium carbide lamp used to pretend to be in his left hand, preparing to leave the room.
Suddenly, Lumian sensed something and shrank his right shoulder.
He felt that something was trying to pat him.
But when he dodged, there was no abnormality around him, and it was silent.
Lumian's body surface suddenly ignited with blazing white flames, and they expanded in a spherical shape and pushed out in all directions.
This ignited the thing that originally had the head of the "abscess and broken hand".
Without looking at anything, Lumian was not obsessed with figuring out what was trying to pat him on the shoulder just now, and quickly determined his current position and the direction he was facing by recalling the previous battle.
Then, he walked back to the door steadily and walked out, acting as if he could see all the details here.
Finally got the head of the "abscess and severed hand" made Lumian a little more convinced, and he walked towards the bottom floor of the underground mausoleum crowded with soldier dolls according to the three-dimensional map formed in his brain.
With layers of white bandages wrapped around his eyes, he sometimes turned right, sometimes forward, sometimes down the stairs, and sometimes groped to open heavy or simple doors.
He did not forget to open the brass charm in the ancient Hermes language, studying with one ear and monitoring the movement around him with the other.
As he walked, a ball of flames suddenly condensed in Lumian's right palm, which was thrown forward to the side, turning into a burning straight sword.
This seemed to have split something, but it seemed to be just an illusion.
Lumian didn't keep the flame straight sword going, let it go out, and didn't explore whether it was the real thing he had just encountered or the overreaction caused by his high mental tension and loss of vision.
Although the knowledge he possessed was not explicitly stated, his previous experience allowed him to vaguely grasp a key point:
In the underground mausoleum, if something is taken as real, then it is likely to become real!
As long as there is no real harm to yourself, it is best to treat the hidden danger as non-existent!
After walking another step of the ladder, Lumian suddenly felt like he was being stared at one by one.
At this moment, he had the urge to tear off the bandage on his face and see what was going on.
With a snap, a drop of cold liquid fell on the back of his left hand.
It was a little slimy, but Lumian didn't smell blood.
Snap, click, click, the cold "water droplets" are getting more and more urgent, like a sudden rain.
Inside the mausoleum, which was twenty or thirty meters above the ground, there was a "sudden rain".
What is the situation of this TM and what does it look like around it...... The book only mentioned that there is a hall here, and you can reach the exit by going straight, but it did not give a specific layout map or say anything special in the lobby...... Lumian endured the infiltration of the "rain" and took his right foot forward under the gaze of countless lights.
Boom!
The sound of the drum beat sounded abruptly, as if it had hit Lumian's heart, making him feel uncomfortable as if he wanted to vomit out a mouthful of blood.
Dong dong dong!
The drums are getting clearer and more intense.
And Lumian vaguely heard a faint, scratching low laugh.
(End of this chapter)