Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian, wearing a wide-brimmed round hat and a black woolen coat, looked at the garden with few leaves and said to Franka:

"Keep your distance later."

As he spoke, Lumian's eyes turned silver-black again, observing the fate tributaries corresponding to Franka's future.

The tributary stained with a faint black color has nothing to do with the subsequent infiltration. In other words, from the current situation, there is no high risk of death.

Of course, Lumian did not dare to be careless because of this. After using the "Eye of Disaster" many times, he found that there was only one fate tributary stained with black, which did not mean that there was only one hidden death disaster.

In Franka's words, many "death disasters" were hidden in the further back of the fate tributaries, and they were still very blurry, which Lumian could not see or distinguish.

In other words, www.youxs.org, but when Franka makes a choice and tries to sneak in, the originally harmless tributary of fate becomes the main trunk. Among the subsequent tributaries of fate, there may still be a black one, symbolizing the disaster related to death.

Lumian's most real understanding of this is:

The future fate has various possibilities and changes.

Of course, there are also parts that are destined to remain unchanged. For example, for most humans, death is destined to come.

"Don't worry, I'm not a rookie." Franka is definitely experienced in sneaking.

The first lesson of an assassin: sneaking in!

Lumian said nothing more, retracted his gaze, activated the mark, transformed himself into a shadow creature, and merged into the shadow brought by the plants in the garden.

Franka took a step forward and also disappeared beside the shadow swaying in the wind.

The two quickly sneaked to the side of the villa.

At this time, his wife took the maid to an art salon, and only a few male servants, maids, gardeners and cooks were left in the villa.

The Avni family did not live here. The villa provided by the government was only for the direct relatives of the Minister of Industry to live in for a long time. They moved out and were still in the university in the Memorial District. They would not come back until the weekend.

For Lumian and Franca, this was the time when the security of the target location was the weakest. The hidden protection force would definitely follow him away.

Lumian grew out of the shadows in the corner and said to Franca:

"Just wait here and be prepared for accidents."

"Okay!" Franca did not protest or argue.

Lumian stared at the fate tributary of the "Pleasure Witch" for a few seconds, and turned into a shadow creature again.

He could not see his future destiny, even with the help of a mirror, and could only speculate on his own by observing his companions.

Franca followed and hid in the shadows, waiting patiently.

Before long, Lumian was like returning home, www.youxs.org - he observed several times, www.youxs.org.

As for why he was so familiar with the environment, it was because "007" provided a detailed security map.

The sunlight at around four o'clock in the afternoon in winter was already quite dim. The light and dark in the study were intertwined, and the feeling of dusk was quite strong. Silence was the melody that had lasted for a long time here.

Lumian walked carefully and carefully in the shadows of the study, but did not find any traps or anyone hiding.

He then turned back into a human, left the shadows, and appeared in front of the full-length mirror.

As the black mark was activated, Lumian stretched out his right palm and pressed it on the cold and hard glass mirror.

A bloody handprint suddenly appeared there, but it was upside down and swapped left and right with Lumian's right palm, as if it came from another person.

The inverted, evil blood-colored palm print quickly faded, merged into the mirror, and disappeared.

Just as Lumian was about to withdraw his right palm and leave, a hand suddenly stretched out from the full-length mirror and grasped his wrist.

The hand was a healthy white color, with five slender and powerful fingers.

It pulled hard, and Lumian, who was caught off guard, was dragged and hit against the glass mirror.

It was unknown when the place had become nothingness, without entity. Lumian's eyes darkened, and then brightened, and he saw a large number of dark passages in the form of spider webs.

In the area corresponding to the current mirror, a man of average height and unremarkable appearance stood on the edge, raised a brass revolver, aimed at Lumian, and pulled the trigger.

He was wearing a dark woolen suit, a half-high silk hat, a glass-like button on his cuffs, and a faint smile on his face.

Bang!

A bullet flashing with a faint green light shot out and rushed towards Lumian.

Lumian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the bullet hit the afterimage he left behind and flew into one of the dark and empty tunnels.

The next second, Lumian's figure quickly outlined behind the ambusher, and he hummed without hesitation.

Two white lights sprayed out from his nose and fell on the ambusher.

The ambusher closed his eyes, fainted, and fell to the ground.

He had just fallen halfway when his eyes moved quickly and he woke up.

Plop! He fell to the ground and "threw" his body into a shadow.

The shadow split into many pieces, wandering in all directions and entering different dark tunnels.

Then, the ambusher appeared in a certain empty passage in secret, his body was shadowy, as if shrouded in pale white mist.

He also reflected Lumian's figure in his misty eyes. Before Lumian could sense it and look sideways, he said in a strange language that could pry the power of nature:

"You are guilty!"

Lumian had never come into contact with this language, but he clearly understood what it meant. His body suddenly froze, as if he was under invisible restrictions.

The ambusher opened his mouth again:

"You blaspheme!"

Suddenly, the entire mirror world solidified, and those dark and unreal passages all became insects in amber.

Lumian once again heard the terrifying sound that seemed to come from infinite distance.

Indistinctly, he "saw" three figures.

The three figures were all sitting cross-legged, one facing the left, one looking straight ahead, and one looking to the right, with their hands in different positions.

One of them was heavy, one was real, and one was illusory. They were in three different states, moving, changing, and exchanging around the silver-white center of the circle.

The magnificent voice echoed, and Lumian's mind buzzed and lost his thoughts.

In the blurry, vivid and vague pain, Lumian felt a familiar burning sensation in his left chest, and the palm of his right hand was sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

He regained his consciousness bit by bit.

In a dark tunnel that solidified, the ambushers saw silver-white and black tumors bursting out of Lumian's body one after another, and evil patterns like viscous liquid appeared. At some point, a cold and strange wind blew around, and in the depths of different tunnels, darkness was wriggling, as if some monster was about to crawl out.

The ambusher stiffened, his body felt less and less real, and a thin white mist loomed inside.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally survived the most dangerous moment, regained his sense of his body, and recovered his vision and hearing.

Looking at Lumian, whose tumor and pattern had faded, the ambusher instinctively and fearfully thought:

"How did he blaspheme?"

"Which god did he blaspheme?"

"Why didn't he just lose control?"

"I've never encountered such a situation before! ”

The ambusher has an extraordinary ability that allows him to see what crimes the target has committed, and then "accuse" him of different crimes. The damage and impact of different degrees of crimes are completely different, which is also unpredictable for the accuser in advance. He can only make certain guesses based on his own experience from the previous "cases".

This is the first time that the ambusher has encountered a situation where a sinner was punished by the gods for blasphemy, and the spillover effect made him almost unable to bear it!

Fortunately, he recovered earlier than the target.

The ambusher once again raised the brass revolver and aimed at Lumian, who was bent over and in pain.

Just as he pulled the trigger, Lumian suddenly raised his head, his expression twisted, and his eyes fierce.

Bang!

A bullet flashing with starlight flew out of the muzzle and locked onto the target's body.

Almost at the same time, Lumian's shadow came to life and turned upwards.

Crash!

The black shadow shattered like a mirror, accompanied by Starlight, sags inward, completely annihilated.

After a brief disappearance, Lumian's figure was outlined behind the ambusher, and he hummed again.

Just now, he used the ability of "shadow activation" in time, and the shadow triggered the "mirror stand-in" from Franka!

This is why Lumian asked Franka to sneak in together and stay outside the villa - relying on the "mirror stand-in" requires staying within a certain distance.

It turns out that his shadow can also share the "mirror stand-in"!

Two white lights spurted out, causing the ambusher to close his eyes again.

This time, Lumian did not give the enemy a chance to wake up quickly. He stretched out his right foot and blocked it, preventing the opponent from falling directly.

At the same time, he pulled out his revolver and pressed it against the target's forehead.

The ambusher's eyes turned, woke up, and felt the terrifying oppression created by the muzzle.

He put on a smile, handed over his revolver, and whispered:

"This is for you, let me go, okay? "

Lumian thought for a moment, took the revolver, nodded and said:

"Okay."

He immediately put the pistol away.

The ambusher kept a humble and flattering smile, turned around and walked into the depths of the dark tunnel.

Suddenly, Lumian heard the magnificent and layered voice of Thermipolos:

"You'd better not let him go."

Uh...Lumian's eyes condensed, and he instantly noticed something unusual.

Why did I agree to that deal just now?

Why should I let him go?