"Omibella......
Hearing the sound of "abscess and broken hand" and the name it shouted, Lumian felt a chill rise from his tail vertebrae and rushed to the back of his head, leaving towering body hair and cold sweat along the way.
Although he didn't know when the "abscess and broken hand" grew bones and flesh from the ashes and grew back to its original appearance, he was already prepared for the possibility of abnormalities when the other party passed by him, after all, there was a contract between them based on the power of the "fate" path.
Lumian is not too worried about this, the two sides are now considered "colleagues", and the situation should not become dangerous, but what he didn't expect was that the "abscess and broken hand" actually called out the name "Omibella" to himself.
It's just a horror story!
For a moment, Lumian couldn't help but wonder if he had been quietly eroded to a certain extent by the "Great Mother", the son of God, Omibella, and was gradually being replaced by the other party.
Standing in pure darkness, the "abscess and severed hand" that did not show the slightest figure paused for a few seconds, and continued to walk forward with the pile of steel puppets and undead soldiers, dull and dull.
Lumian then came back to his senses and thought about the reason why the situation just happened:
"According to Ludwig, certain creatures that do not possess the necessary wisdom, created directly by or who have received His gifts, can sense the little Omibella blood in me and regard me as the Son of God of the Great Mother......
"The severed hand brother first revived by the gods, and then was controlled by '0-01' and became its puppet, and the feminine trend of change seems to have stopped because of this, that is to say, it is no longer a true revival, and it has lost its own will, and it really does not have the necessary wisdom.
"Was it created directly by the 'Great Mother', or did it receive the gift of the 'Great Mother'? Well, the pollution that causes it to become a woman and develop to the limit of beauty comes from the 'Great Mother'?
"It does look more similar, only a drop of blood can grow a complete body, it feels very renewed......
"That's not right, according to this logic, the severed hand brother should call me the son of God I respect and show a certain degree of submission, hehe, how dare you call the name of the Son of God, this is blasphemy!"
Lumian scolded a few words, becoming more and more confused:
"Also, if you really want to explain that Omibella itself is an honorific title, the broken hand brother should only know that I am the Son of God, and it is impossible to clearly grasp the name of the Son of God......
"Unless, unless Omibella, the son of God, is the most special one, or, the old man with a broken hand knew Omibella during his lifetime, and was once the giant queen?"
Lumian raised his right hand, rubbed his chin, and felt that he had to report these things to Ms. "Magician" as soon as possible after going out, to see if he could investigate the original identity of the "abscess and broken hand", maybe there would be some clues hidden in the historical texts of New Silver City.
After thinking for a few seconds, Lumian's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and he "teleported" back to the position near the top of the corpse mountain.
After being interrupted by the "abscess and broken hand", he remembered that he still had loot that he had not picked up.
It is the special trait of "Witch of Pain" that Saliste has extracted, which can be used by Jane Na later.
As for Julie's share, after experiencing the whereabouts of the gods and the blood, Lumian had no way of knowing where it was.
In the pure darkness of Dead Silence, Lumian put the extraordinary characteristics of the shapeless "Witch of Pain" into the "Traveler's Bag".
He even put two pieces of Saliste's body in it.
"Maybe it can be used as auxiliary material, if not, it can also be given to Ludwig, the godfather has been away for so long, he has to bring him some gifts, but I don't know if this is a dirty ...... in Ludwig's eyes." Lumian muttered a few words, "teleported" to the edge of the wilderness, leaving this area sleeping in dead darkness.
Relying on his identity as the "0-01" agent, he quickly and smoothly walked out of the underground mausoleum and returned to the entrance area.
Lumian immediately opened his eyes and saw the blue sky.
At this moment, the morning sun is bright and not dazzling, and the air after the rain is fresh and natural with a bit of burnt smell.
Lumian, who had been in the eternal darkness of the underground mausoleum for more than ten hours, suddenly felt like he was in another world.
Immediately afterwards, he saw heads, each of which dragged a blood-stained white spine, hovering in mid-air.
They were densely packed, thousands of them, and their eyes all fell on the entrance area of the underground mausoleum, on Lumian's body.
Some of these heads, which Lumian had seen before, were frequent visitors to the "Carnivore" bar.
"The consequences of '0-01' activation?
"There are thousands of them......
"Is this a kind of sacrifice?
"The 'Red Priest'......"
Lumian raised his hands in a flash of thought.
His eyebrows then became hot and tingling a little.
Toot!
The violent hurricane suddenly rose, blowing out the thousands of heads that had gathered over the cemetery dragging Bai Sensen's spine and blew them back to the city.
Those flying heads seemed to feel Lumian's will, and as they drifted with the wind, they fell back onto their headless bodies.
Is this the special feature of "agents"? Unfortunately, it can only be used in Morora...... Lumian withdrew his hands, looked down for a few seconds, and walked out of the cemetery with regret.
At the entrance of the cemetery, an exile was twisting his head against his return.
Click!
His head turned from face to spine back to front.
Seeing Lumian staring at him, he smiled and said like a normal person:
"Today, the weather is really good, ah......"
"Yes." Lumian replied with a relaxed smile.
He directly "teleported" back to the "Carnivore" bar, and his figure was outlined at the door of Julie's room.
Lis's body lying on the bed was gone, and even Julie's collection was missing.
"The law enforcers have been here...... Did they bury Leeds' body in the cemetery?" Lumian disappeared thoughtfully.
This time, the place where he appeared was the doorway to the Church of Knowledge.
He walked in, walked up to Heraberg, who was wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads, and smiled and took out the books he had borrowed from his "traveler's bag":
"Archbishop, I've finished reading it."
As he spoke, Lumian felt that Hraberg seemed to be a little older.
"Did you really finish reading it?" Heraberg asked with a smile.
Lumian "uh" and replied honestly:
"There are still two books I haven't listened to, but I can't listen to them anymore."
Heraberg nodded in satisfaction:
"To know is to know, not to know is not to know, there is no need to pretend."
He took the books and said:
"There is really no need to read these anymore, I have to remind you that these books have been infected with diseases, and so are the other items in your bag.
Is Saliste's "1" level seal so powerful? Putting it in the "traveler's bag" is constantly creating "disease"...... Lumian said sincerely:
"I'll pay attention, thank you, Archbishop.
"Archbishop, how should items that spread deadly diseases be sealed?"
Hraberg looked at Lumian for a few seconds and laughed.
He pointed to another brass bookshelf:
"That, that, that, you take a look at it and learn to learn."
Sure enough, the teacher won't give the answer directly...... Lumian did not resist continuing his studies, pulling out the books and putting them in the "traveler's bag".
Then, he smiled and said:
"Your Excellency, what should I do to leave Morola?"
Hraberg, who had gray hair, said meaningfully:
"No one has ever forbidden the residents here to leave Morola, but they are unwilling to leave."
Lumian was stunned for a moment, and asked with understanding:
"How do you come and leave?"
Hraberg showed an approving expression, and then pointed to Lumian's body:
"Do you want to change your clothes?"
Lumian looked down and realized that his clothes, pants and shoes had become tattered from the previous fierce battle.
He was about to get spare clothes from the "traveler's bag", but then he remembered that these must have been infected with occult diseases as well.
Heraberg pointed to a room near the staircase:
"There are clothes there to change."
"Thank you, Your Excellency Archbishop." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly into the room, where he saw several sets of plain white robes inlaid with brass threads.
These are the clergy costumes of the Church of Knowledge.
Lumian looked back at Hraberg who had begun to flip through the book with a thoughtful expression, and quickly changed into a set of plain white robes inlaid with brass threads similar to his own figure.
Then, he opened the heavy wooden door in the church and went down the stone steps layer by layer into the ground.
The corridor had not changed from when he came, and the glowing gems embedded in the walls still provided some lighting.
The indescribable horror voice rang in Lumian's ears again.
Lumian walked towards the exit unhurriedly, becoming the agent of "0-01", he walked more and more, feeling that this place could really be a long esophagus.
What kind of creature has such an esophagus? Lumian thought for a while, unable to think of an answer.
After such vigilance, he did not transform into a flame spear and rushed here, nor did he "teleport" directly, and walked honestly for several hours, and finally walked back to the brass door that opened opposite.
He stretched out his hands and strained his back, making the door make a heavy sound and let it be slowly pulled open.
There was no one outside the door, no one was on duty.
Lumian secretly "heh" and walked out.
He didn't forget to close the door.
Wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads, he went all the way back, and there was no one along the way, but he felt an invisible gaze that came from somewhere.
After walking to the prison where he had been held before, Lumian sensed it and stimulated the black mark on his right shoulder.
He chose to "teleport" directly back to Trier and "teleport" back to the apartment he rented.
His body and spirit were fine, but he felt a strong sense of exhaustion and wanted to take a break.
As soon as Lumian sketched out his figure, he saw Ludwig enjoying afternoon tea.
Ludwig looked up, his eyes suddenly froze.
Pawn!
The silver fork in the little boy's hand fell into the snack plate.
ps: Recommend a book, Little Wolf's new book "The Strange Tales of the Northern Qi Dynasty", which is a rare historical novel about the Northern Qi Dynasty's group of madmen, which is very innovative.
Introduction: In the tenth year of Tianbao, the hero Tianzi Gao Yang played the hip pipa, played and sang by himself, and the accompaniment music sounded, grotesque, absurd, terrifying, desperate and painful.
This year, Liu Taozi, who lived by the Zhang River, caught some fish, and the story began.
(End of this chapter)