Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Hermione followed the guidance and came to the dark jungle. There were violent fluctuations deep inside. In the spiritual vision state, she could see the invisible rippling there and the black and white outside, which was entangled with white silk threads. Due to the invisible barrier, it is difficult to find it unless you are close here.

'It seems a bit serious. This must be at least the power level of a saint. Let's inform the boss here as well, we can't just do it ourselves. 'Then I read it in Hermes through the words I saw in the church before, hoping that He could receive it and come as soon as possible.

The power in front was somewhat similar to what she saw from the flute girl before, but it lacked the aura of decay and devouring. 'Pollution can also be divided into pure and impure. It is true that the world is full of wonders. After saying that, she disappeared into the darkness inside.

The ever-expanding old Taton in the middle of the altar looked towards a faint shadow that was constantly approaching. It was constantly absorbing the fluctuations of notes that filled the place to supplement itself.

"You actually didn't die. It's a bit beyond my imagination. You were able to escape from the followers of the false god. But that's about it. Let you witness these last moments."

He opened his mouth, and his silent words pulled out the shadow like a chain, turning it into a somewhat illusory figure. Translucent notes of the mysterious language of singing surround the shadow, making it impossible to escape.

"There is only a little bit of your spirit body left. It seems that the obsession deep in your memory has returned."

The flute girl was also a test subject for his previous rituals. Unexpectedly, other forces got involved in the process, causing accidents in the ritual and creating an enemy for himself. Now he can finally get rid of her.

Some dark illusory spiritual bodies were broken and washed into nothingness by the musical notes, leaving a weak message there.

"It's been so many times. Why hasn't God favored you? Not this time either! I heard His whisper."

Invisible notes washed away the message, erasing the last traces of her.

Cutting open the blocking branches in front, Hermione felt that the invisible barrier here separated the internal and external perceptions. The level was not low, so that the magnificent songs inside could not spread widely. She walked through here and felt more intuitively what was inside. Whisper.

She has never heard of these singing languages. They are neither ordinary languages ​​nor occult ones. They also contain special power. Ordinary people and low-sequence people should be able to directly control them. The whisper in the ear is constantly tempting those who hear it to sing along with it.

Invisible notes entangled Hermione, and her perception, which she wanted to close, appeared in her spiritual world. Beautiful singing, emotionless whispers, and noisy and crazy noises filled her hearing.

'I'm afraid it would be difficult to resist even those with a higher sequence. Palina, why are you so stubborn about trading these related things? 'Black flames emerged, covering Hermione's body, isolating her from these things.

She quickly came to the core area, where a bunch of ordinary people had fallen on the ground, still retaining the generally neat traces of their lives. There were two people on both sides kneeling half-kneeling with their heads lowered, their expressions a bit intoxicated with praise, their mouths open, and they were also breathless.

She recognized the little boy who was still standing in the front and middle of the crowd at once. He was someone she had met several times outside the church before and later. The aura on his body was somewhat powerful, and he was also absorbing the power within it. Invisible notes were constantly pouring into his body.

Hermione didn't expect that she would make mistakes, she was really too comfortable. The streamlined stripes composed of stones are chaotically combined, and there is a swollen human figure on it. She thought of the sumo wrestlers in her world who were fatter than them, and couldn't even see their facial features clearly.

'Is it out of control?' I hope it is true, then it will be solved by instinct alone. 'The black and white colors he saw with his spiritual vision were on his body, gathering together like mist, and there were threads spreading around, some of which were connected to the dead person, some to the surrounding environment, and most of them to the little Boy there.

After quickly confirming the situation in front of her, Hermione looked at the source, the dark starry sky above her head. She took a look, and the aura on her body began to surge. The divine patterns hidden underneath continued to emerge, and her hair spread out, and the ends of her hair were suspended in the air and turned into human faces.

The gray fog mark in his body was also activated to help resist the white star that was getting bigger and bigger, as well as the starry sky surrounding him.

"Go back to your hometown, you bad guy."

The extremely cold frost formed a huge ice surface, and the reflected starry sky shattered and disappeared, along with Schiller. He opened his eyes and saw that Hermione was a little excited and wanted to speak, but she backed away and disappeared in an instant. If she hesitated even a little bit, Hermione would be locked in the mirror world.

Seeing this, Hermione followed the contact and wanted to get the boy back. Just when she was about to get close to the target, she found that the boy had disappeared. She became furious and uncontrollably emptied the spiritual world area there, erasing it. There are traces there, and I want to continue chasing them with my desire.

'Calm down, I can't do this. 'Hermione found that she couldn't stop feeling joyful, happy and trembling. She felt that some memories were beginning to become blurred, and she quickly restrained herself.

'I can't leave, there are still things to do. 'The human face at the end of the hair began to disappear, and the light of the twisted curve marks in the body weakened.

'Yes, I still have an agreement that I haven't fulfilled, and that fat thing I haven't packed up yet. Palina is still waiting for me to save her. '

Hermione, who remembered something again, calmed down and returned to the altar relying on her previous contacts. This divinity is so terrifying. I almost forgot most of my memories. I can never change back to that. Is that still me?

The area above the head returned to normal leaves and darkness, and the surrounding songs, whispers and noises had mostly weakened.

Hermione was a little regretful that she couldn't catch the little boy. He took away most of the power here. It didn't matter to him, but to ordinary people, it was an out-and-out pollution.

"I remember you, but I didn't expect you to be so strong. How about you come and serve God with me. He will give you supreme power."

The old voice sounded around, with strong temptation and whispering charm, trying to arouse Hermione's inner desire. Hermione held her chest, feeling a little bit of pain. This guy actually dared to attack himself. This kind of attack is transmitted through words. If it were Sequence 5, it would be completely useless.

The released occult virus directly covered the obese man. Violent coughing, vomiting, and fingernail scratches were heard, and the surrounding invisible notes returned to his body to dispel the mysterious connection.

"Look at what you have become, and you still have the nerve to say these things."

Hermione wasn't going to talk nonsense with him, so she wanted to deal with him first while she still had the strength.

The melodious sound of the flute came, with a hint of youthful pride, middle-aged loneliness and old age's unwillingness. The originally invisible notes took on a translucent appearance, sweeping away or blocking the covering viruses, including those related to occultism, alleviating his some burdens.

"What's your relationship with that flute woman? You're both in the same organization?"