Mystery: The Stars Returner

Has a miracle really come?

Forsi stood there, staring blankly at the starry sky above his head.

Within her limited occult knowledge, there is a very useful life-saving rule.

That is, do not pray to mysterious beings other than the Seven Gods for help.

Once their complete honorary names are chanted, it is easy to attract the eyes of those mysterious beings, and then extremely tragic things will most likely happen.

Because most of those mysterious beings are evil gods and demons in disguise. While they respond to your prayers, they will also take the opportunity to take away your soul and life.

When doing business with the devil, death is just the beginning.

At this moment, under her gaze, a mysterious and magnificent palace appeared in the starry sky above her head.

Inside the palace, there was a shadowy figure whose face could not be seen clearly.

He seemed to be made of stars. There was nothing ominous or evil about him, only holiness and warmth.

Forsi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She wanted to bend down and worship to show her piety, but she found that her whole body had frozen and even her breathing was intermittent.

She is scared, she is excited, she is happy.

"Dear...the Returner of the Stars...good evening."

After being in a daze for a long time, Forsi gradually regained her senses. As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt as if she wanted to bang her head against the wall.

What a good night!

That was an ancient existence, and his first words were actually such greetings!

"Don't be nervous, the stars will not blame any devout believer."

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur resisted the urge to laugh and spoke in a calm tone as much as possible to maintain his mysterious, powerful and omnipotent image.

Forsi's nervous mood suddenly relaxed a lot. She bent down and said in a trembling voice: "I confess to you that before tonight, I was not a believer in the stars. I only read it because I wanted to seek your help. Tell me your complete honorable name, hoping that you can give me the gift of resisting the full moon's gibbering."

"You are very honest, and honesty is a valuable quality. Now, are you willing to become a believer in the stars?"

Forsi lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Emperor Russell once said: "There is no free bread in the world."

If you want to seek help and shelter in front of you, sacrificing your faith is already the most insignificant price you can pay.

"Under the light of the stars, the full moon will be eclipsed. Whenever the full moon comes, you can obtain the protection of the stars by chanting the name of the Lord."

"Thank you to the stars for your protection!"

Forsi's thank you was definitely sincere.

No matter what kind of mysterious existence the other party is, as long as it can save your own life, then for you, it is an existence worthy of gratitude.

Hastur didn't say anything else. He thought for a moment and used the power of the Palace of Stars to guide the starlight into Forsi's body, trying to help her recover from her heavy injuries.

As for whether it will be effective, he can't guarantee it. This is just an attempt.

It can also be regarded as a baptism from the stars.

Forsi was surprised at first, and then hurriedly thanked the stars for the blessing.

Her originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and her injured body seemed to be bathed in warm water, nourished by the warmth.

When the starlight dispersed, Forsi felt that his seriously ill body seemed to be transformed and reborn.

My weak spirit felt no pain at this moment.

“The stars will always be watching you.”

After Hastur finished speaking, he immediately cut off the connection with Forsi.

The palace of stars gradually dissipated along with the bright starry sky.

The sky above the roof returned to its usual darkness again.

Forsi was silent for a long time, then he happily clenched his fists and shouted, "Hugh! I have been blessed by the stars!"

Xio, who had been waiting outside the door, feeling uneasy, heard Forsi's happy voice coming from inside the room. He hurriedly opened the door and walked quickly to Forsi's side.

After looking at every place on her body, he put down his worries and said, "Fortunately, all parts are complete, no arms or legs are missing."

"Don't worry, I know my body well. Now I have returned to my former health."

Xiu was startled and said, "Is the effect so obvious?"

"I do feel very comfortable physically. I don't feel out of breath or weak at all."

Forsi felt her body carefully and found that she really didn't feel anything was wrong.

Xio also touched various parts of Forsi. When her hand touched Forsi's cheek, she exclaimed: "Forsi! Has your skin become whiter and tender?"

"really?"

Forsi frowned with joy, and was about to reach out and touch her cheek, but Xio held her hand.

"I was just kidding you. Do you really think your skin has turned white?"

"Damn it! You made me happy for nothing!"

After some fun and banter, Xio sighed and said, "Did you really communicate with that mysterious existence just now?"

"Well, listen to me and tell you slowly..."

……

The next day, after breakfast, Hastur went to the study and opened the window for ventilation, only to see Will's message on the paper crane.

He thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: Guess.

"Even Will, who lives in Backlund, can be shielded. Now you don't have to worry about the peeping eyes of the high-dimensional overlooker, right?"

Hasta subconsciously looked up at the sky. Yesterday's heavy rain lasted until early morning.

The air in Backlund today is much cleaner than before, and the air quality has also been significantly improved.

If the Extraordinaries of the Church of Storms could summon a storm to wash the sky every day, then Backlund's air quality should be several levels better.

This is a major event that benefits the entire people of Backlund.

After waiting for about half an hour, Will's new message appeared on the paper crane, an angry expression holding a knife and fork.

Hasta smiled and untied the paper crane, placed it on the palm of his hand, and then returned to the bedroom.

Not long after he fell asleep, Will came to his dreamland.

Will first looked Hastur up and down, and then said with emotion: "If I hadn't known that nothing happened to you, I would have thought that you were completely crushed by something, without even letting go of a breath."

"Just learn a little trick to cover up your breath."

Will curled his lips and said: "What little method can involve the secret power of the night?"

"You seem to be very afraid of hidden authority?"

"Nonsense, completely hiding yourself, not afraid of being plotted, not afraid of being spied on, this kind of ability is not only something I am afraid of."

Will rolled his eyes at Hastur and did not continue to ask about the matter. Instead, he said: "I came to you last night to remind you that Bernadette may be promoted to Sequence 2 in this incident. If She is still in Backlund, and if you meet her again, it will be easy for her to see what is special about her."

"If I had known that you already had a countermeasure, I wouldn't have bothered to remind you."

"Secret authority is such a good thing."

Will is both fearful and covetous of hidden powers. If he has the Wheel of Fortune in his left hand and the Hidden Powers in his right hand, he can basically see the secrets of all gods.

Hasta thought for a moment and said: "I will ask someone to send you double the ice cream to thank you for reminding you this time."

"That's right. Young people should have this kind of awareness."

Will's eyes narrowed, obviously satisfied with Hastur's knowledge.

"Has the matter of the high-dimensional overlookers been completely resolved?"

"more or less."

Will took two steps, supported his chin with his right hand and said, "Actually, with His status, the authority and power shown yesterday should be more terrifying, but it always feels like an anticlimax."

Hastur also feels this way. After all, the high-dimensional overlooker was born into Backlund too quickly, and the super star ruler next door still needs the help of the Mother Tree of Desire.

"A bluff?"

"It should have something to do with His authority."

Will obviously got a glimpse of part of the authority of the High Dimensional Overlooker from yesterday's battle.

Hastur motioned for Will to continue.

"Higher dimensions, time and space, projection... He is at a higher latitude. He sees us just like we see the characters in the painting, and even we are just an imperceptible point in the painting."

"When the latitude space undergoes drastic changes, He can even manipulate time. He did not use this ability yesterday. Maybe it was too restrictive."

"People will form shadows when exposed to sunlight. Perhaps low latitudes themselves are projections of high latitudes, so He can use his authority to drop a ray of his own consciousness from the depths of the starry sky, or incarnate a shadow."

Will seriously talked about his new understanding of the high-dimensional overlookers.

Hastur benefited a lot from this, thinking of the thread beneath the cocoon of light.

If a silk thread represents a projection, then judging from the size of that light cocoon and the silk threads wrapped around its body, a high-dimensional overlooker may be able to cast thousands of shadow clones at one time!

Isn't this equivalent to an enhanced version of Amon?

Hastur's heart trembled, and at the same time he couldn't help imagining what would happen when the high-dimensional overlooker met Amon.

Will there be a competition to see who has more clones?

A bunch of people here are Amon, and a bunch of people over there are high-dimensional overlookers.

Here is a monocle of pure color, and over there is a white platinum eyeball...

Hastur stopped this terrible imagination and considered it: "Tell me, is it possible for a high-dimensional overlooker to give birth to multiple shadow incarnations at once?"

"Of course. With His status, it is not difficult to do such a thing."

After Will answered, he thought of something and said with a smile: "If that's the case, you don't have to worry so much. When strength is combined, it gathers, and when divided, it disperses."

"If He really sent down dozens or hundreds of shadow clones, his power would probably be around Sequence 2. After all, this is not a starry sky."

"Hehe, it's really interesting to be able to face off against that annoying guy Amon. I can't wait to see that scene."

"..."

Hastur was speechless, Will obviously enjoyed watching the fun more than he did.