Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Is this a normal mirror world? Luman looked at the dark and unrealistic road around him, just like a mosquito that fell on the complex spider web, there was no reason for a moment of fear, as if the depths of this strange land would climb out of a huge, distorted, distorted The dark spider dragged himself and Frankka into the dark bottom of the dark.

"Every unreal road is connected to a mirror?" Huo Ran sounded in Lumian's ears in Lhamian's voice, which was very close and breathed.

At the same time, Lumian smelled a little warm sweet fragrance, the blood vessels were inexplicable, and his body and mind were relaxed a little.

Frankka didn't know when he was next to him, his eyes shone and looked at it for four weeks.

Lumian gently headed:

"This is theory."

"No!" Frankka denied herself, "It may also be connected to some mysterious heterogeneous space."

"Yeah ..." Lumian remembered the world's common sense in the mirror.

He vomited and took a step forward:

"I think that the situation that connects that situation should also be mirrors, which belong to the mirror of those mysterious and different spaces."

Without waiting for Frankka's response, he pointed to the faint and dull road ahead:

"In the case of the world coordinate law and positioning method without mastering the mirror, it should be a very dangerous thing to walk here. Good luck, it may just go to the wrong mirror and have to return to the real world. The luck is not good. , Will reach the mirror that represents the dangerous place. When you go out, you have to face the terrible enemies. The worst luck ... "

Speaking of which, Lumian stopped.

Frankka squeezed beside him again, and asked softly:

"What happened to the worst luck?"

"Yes, it will disappear in this mirror forever, can't see anyone alive, and can't find a corpse when he dies." Lummy stable and tried to take a step forward.

Suddenly, he felt that the dark and unrealistic road seemed to become a huge vortex, pulling himself into it.

Frankka also had similar feelings and strong spiritual warning.

The two took a step back at the same time and broke away from the adsorption of the horror vort.

"It's really dangerous." Fu Langca sighed. "Even if you are close to these unreal roads, you will be forced to fall into the unknown mirror. At this time, you may only rely on the 'winners' people. Luck, I hope that the destination will not be too bad, uh, you should also be useful

Lumian nodded:

"I originally thought that there was a close connection with the world and the spiritual world in the mirror. 'Transmission' can also be used here, but now it seems that the connection is connected, but it is not enough to support me to transmit '. Dangerous, almost 100 % lost.

"Without mastering the world -related capabilities in the mirror, unless there is a high" Witch 'or a high -level "apprentice" to help, www.youxs.org. "

Seeing that Frankka thought about something, Lu Mian quietly relieved, and laughed with a ridiculous tone:

"Are you recovered?"

"Ah?" He Langca was froze first, and immediately became angry. "What can I do? When using the ceremony to help the original prayer, it will always be inevitable. Sometimes emotional is low, like a temporary mental illness, sometimes stiff for a while, as if it has become a stone statue ... "

After becoming a official member of the Witch, the "Black Witch" still taught many mysterious knowledge of Frankka, especially praying and praying to the "original witch".

Regarding similar things, the saying "Black Witch" is:

As the host of the ceremony, the ceremony itself provides a certain protection, and the degree of influence by the original spillover is very low. When the ceremony is over, it will be better to endure for more than ten or twenty seconds. The normal reaction after the charm will be slower, but there are few lover who witch, don't worry too much about it.

The more he said, the more he said, the more aggrieved, and even a bit of aggrieved:

"That's a real god. How can I carry the impact of the spillover of the true god?

"If I am not the host of the ritual, I can't control myself for a long time, and the beasts will be great."

Speaking of the big hair, Frankka made himself amused himself.

——In the world in the mirror, she has always used the original generation to refer to the "original witch" to avoid derivation.

Lumian thought about it:

"Pray to other true gods that there will be no similar things, unless there are people at the scene."

"Who's the right state of the original first?" Breastic thought about the reason. "Don't think you are a" bitter practitioner '"to be patient. If you are present, you are not the host of the ritual, hehe , I can see the appearance of your beastly hair. "

Speaking of which, she looked up and down Lumian a few times, lifted the corner of her mouth, and laughed softly:

"Don't you have no response, are you afraid that you will not be able to bear it, and then deliberately break through my state, making things embarrassed?"

Unconsciously, Frankka's breathing was heavy again.

Lumian "huh":

"When I arrived, the impact of the residue on the scene had not completely faded, and there was a strange fragrance permeated. It was true God. How could I carry it?" How could I carry it? "

He reads the words of Frankka.

"Really? Just because of the residual smell?" Franka's lake blue eyes narrowed dangerously, as if provoked.

The water light in her eyes reappeared, sparkling like fragments of sunlight.

Lumian exhaled, took a step sideways, and grabbed Franka's upper arm:

"I'll take you back first, Janna is waiting for you."

"Going back now?" Franka asked in surprise, "Why don't you explore the mirror world and think about how to use it?"

"I have a way." Lumian pulled Franka who was approaching and left the dark world of the illusory tunnel like a spider web.

After returning to the quarry hole, Franka, whose attention was diverted, asked:

"What method?"

Lumian tried to activate the black mark on his right shoulder, and replied expressionlessly:

"Contract ability."

He planned to find an extraordinary creature with the ability to travel through the mirror world to sign a contract and obtain the corresponding characteristics!

Anyway, he hasn't decided which three abilities to contract this time, so this can be one of them.

"Yes, contract ability..." Franka was delighted.

She immediately found that Lumian was still there, and she leaned close to his ear with understanding, and smiled softly:

"Aren't you going to 'teleport'? Why haven't you left yet? Is your 'Spiritual World Shuttle' activation so slow, or are you enduring something?"

As soon as Franka finished speaking, the two disappeared into the dark quarry cave.

…………

In the evening, in the apartment where Lumian rented.

The nearly one-meter-long Felt fire fish was placed on the dining table. Ludwig took a children's table knife and broke the brown and hard fish skin from the weak point, and cut the tender white fish meat inside into pieces.

Lumian glanced at Franka, who was wearing a light-colored hunting suit, and found that the "joyful witch" was evasive, full of embarrassment.

She seemed to be wailing:

"Kill me!"

"It's so embarrassing, I won't live anymore!"

Lumian, who was a little embarrassed, smiled.

He mouthed to Franca:

"The Sage Time is so great. "

Although Franca didn't know how to read lips, she still felt Lumian's ridicule.

Pleasure is harmful!

Pleasure is harmful!

No matter if you are male, female, or neither male nor female, when the idea of ​​pleasure fills your brain, you will always do all kinds of things that will make you socially dead!

It's so embarrassing!

I can't live anymore!

At this moment, Franca wished that the ground would crack open so that she could hide in it.

Anthony, who was sitting quietly at the dining table, looked at Lumian, then at Franca, and retracted his gaze.

Finally, Ludwig removed the parts that were inconvenient for humans to eat and filleted three full pots of fish.

Franca directly froze one of the pots and put it in her "traveler's bag" for future use. Ludwig pushed the other one to Lugano and said in a child's tone:

"Can we have fish fillet clam cream soup tonight?"

"Okay. "Lugano quickly agreed.

He tried hard to control his gaze from wandering around the two witches, Franca and Janna, thinking that this was disrespectful to the boss.

In his opinion, these two witches should be the boss's lovers.

He secretly admired:

As expected of the boss, he actually has witches as lovers, and two of them!

Emperor Roselle only had one at the beginning.

After pouring a lot of lemon juice into the fish fillets in the soup pot, Ludwig pushed them to Lumian.

His meaning was very clear, and now he needed the blood of the extraordinary people in the "Hunter" path.

"How much do you want?" Lumian asked.

"Just stir them up." Ludwig looked like this was the minimum requirement.

Janna frowned and asked:

"How much does each person need to eat to get that permanent effect?"

Ludwig answered with a "naive" face:

"Different constitutions and sequences require different amounts. You will only know it after you actually eat it. "

Lumian raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that there was still a little bit left, he cut a hole in his hand with the ritual silver dagger and dripped 20 to 30 milliliters of blood into it.

Ludwig looked at him expectantly.

"Aren't you worried about contamination?" Lumian asked with a sneer.

Ludwig shook his head:

"The amount is small enough now."

Franka tried to act normal and said with a smile:

"It's a hooligan to talk about toxicity without considering the dosage."

"Yes." Ludwig agreed with Franka and stirred the fish fillet in the soup pot with a spoon.

The drops of blood that seemed to be burning were gradually absorbed by the tender white fish meat, and the fish meat slowly began to burn.

"Put ice cubes. "Ludwig looked at Franca and Janna.

The two witches stood up at the same time and reached out to the soup pot.

Drops of white frost condensed and fell like rain, which significantly alleviated the tendency of the fish to burn until it stopped.

Ludwig jumped off the chair, ran into the kitchen, brought over a few silver plates, and then distributed seven or eight slices of "Ice Lemon Fish Fillet" to each person.

"Is this enough?" Janna asked with a surprised smile.

"If it's not enough, you can add two or three more slices." Ludwig answered sincerely.

Janna instinctively wanted to say the idiom, but after seeing Ludwig's childish appearance, she held back.

She pointed at the plates of herself and others and said:

"You only need to eat this little fish fillet, and you asked Lumian for so much blood?

"Why don't you make less and save the remaining half pot for tomorrow?"

Ludwig hugged the soup pot in front of him and shouted:

"Mine!"

"..."Janna suddenly felt like a witch who robbed children of candy.

Sure enough, he was using public power for personal gain...Lumian looked at Ludwig and shook his head with amusement:

"Only when it comes to eating, you still have some brains."

After that, Lumian swept all the "Ice Lemon Fish Fillets" on his plate into his mouth.

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