Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

The back alley at night is quiet and deserted.

Lumian avoided the garbage heaps infested with rats and cockroaches, sometimes moving quickly, sometimes slowly, sometimes changing directions, and sometimes moving in a large circle, as if he was getting rid of an invisible stalker.

Finally, he arrived at White Coat Street and entered the abandoned safe house whose lease had not yet expired.

Then he followed the procedure, closed the thick curtains, and examined every corner of the room.

Compared with the past, he not only burned the bedbugs to death and drove away the mice, but also not let go of all kinds of flying insects the size of rice grains, ensuring that the place was clean.

After doing this, Lumian sat down at the table, flattened the paper, and began to write:

Dear Ms. Hela:

When I participated in the 'April Fool's Day' panel discussion as my sister's Muggle, I discovered that 'Hisoka', 'Mad Girl', 'The Bard' and 'Salty Egg Superman' appeared against 'Muggles' after a long time The reaction was obviously abnormal, and a friend of mine who was suspected of being a Muggle went to a psychiatrist in the last period of time.

At the same time, they are all cooperating with 'Loki' in acting, trying to lure members of other groups to go underground to search for the remains of the ancient sun god.

I think 'Loki' is the de facto leader of April Fool's Day. If other people have problems, there must be something wrong with him, so I bought a copy of the 'Ancient Sun God' information from him and asked someone to help me divine it. A used mechanical typewriter in the 'Alone' bar in the old street of Trier's observatory district.

After on-site investigation, I found out that it was the stronghold of the Eighth Bureau. However, I seemed to be targeted by 'Loki'. I was attacked in the evening and almost became his marionette. With my own abilities and the body's I barely escaped with the items, but this also exposed my real identity to him. www.youxs.org

“When I wrote this letter, I had already hid in the safe house I had prepared, but I’m not sure if I really asked Loki to follow me.

“I feel that the possibility that he has a problem has become very high. If this matter is not clarified, one day in the future, he may bring huge disaster to the research community.

I hope to get your help.

Lumian was not embarrassed and stated his intentions straightforwardly.

He just wants to use himself as bait to fish out Loki, and let Hela who can borrow secret power hide in the dark to give the April Fool's Day leader a fatal blow!

Faced with such a weird and difficult-to-kill guy, perhaps only Hela, which is higher in rank than him and Franka and has a way to be secret, can find the target's identity without being discovered in advance.

After folding the letter, Lumian quickly arranged the altar and summoned the sterling silver skull head with pale flames in its eye sockets.

Franka returned to Apartment 601, No. 3, White Coat Street, invisibly, and persuaded Jenna to go home temporarily and stay away for two or three days.

After Jian Na repeatedly confirmed whether she really couldn't help, she opened the door and left cursing, rationally giving up on trying to be brave.

Franka quickly changed her clothes and changed her appearance by relying on the disguise props obtained from Rentas, a member of the Blessed Society.

While she was putting on makeup, she scolded Destiny’s mother:

One, Jenna should not have been allowed to leave first! She is better at using these things than me, and her level of makeup is also higher.

This is the basic skill of an actor apprentice.

Putting on a simple disguise, Franka sometimes became invisible and sometimes lurked in the shadows, and made a small circle around the market area.

In the process, she not only made anti-divination efforts, but also used the anti-tracking skills she learned from Lumian.

Finally, she returned to White Coat Street and entered the building with the house number 6.

The safe house she prepared for herself is located here, and she can see the original residence diagonally opposite.

Huh... Franka breathed a sigh of relief after completing all the processes, and lay down on the Loen-style easy chair.

At the same time, she muttered to herself:

Charles and I have only known each other for less than three months, but it feels like we have experienced more things than we did in the previous year...

Damn it, is this guy the reincarnation of a disaster star?

In the safe house located on White Coat Street, Lumian only waited for nearly a quarter of an hour before he saw the sterling silver skull head emerging from the sudden darkness, holding a simple piece of folded letter in his mouth.

Thank you. Lumian said habitually and took the letter.

If Hela is not willing to deal with the members of the Curly Baboon Research Society who are just suspected, then he can only give up the plan, quickly find Franka, and take her to the mountainous area using spiritual world travel, Erato District and other outskirts, and then dive back.

He felt that only in this way could he truly get rid of Loki's tracking or locking, and he would no longer be able to move openly unless he changed areas.

Lumian unfolded the paper and found that Hela's reply was very concise:

OK.

The corners of Lumian's mouth curled up, and a red flame burst out from his hand, igniting the reply letter.

Immediately afterwards, he restored the surface of the table to its normal state and used the Lie ear clip to return it to its original appearance.

Lumian immediately turned off the carbide lamp, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended to fall asleep.

Time passed by, the night got darker and darker, and the area around White Coat Street gradually became quiet.

The crimson moonlight filtered through the thick curtains, bringing some brightness to the room.

After an unknown amount of time, a small, gray-black figure got in through the hole in the corner of the wall.

It was an ordinary-looking mouse.

The mouse came slowly and silently to the table, climbed up, walked back and forth on the surface, sniffing here and there, as if patrolling its territory to see if it had been invaded.

After a while, it ended this behavior, shrank into a dark area that could not be illuminated by the dim moonlight, and turned its body towards the bed.

The mouse looked at Lumian deeply, revealing a very human feeling.

In this way, it seemed to have turned into a statue in the darkness, motionless, keeping its gaze on Lumian.

Nearly ten minutes later, there were slight, imperceptible footsteps in the corridor outside the apartment door.

Ta, da, da, the footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, as if they had never appeared, or stopped at a certain location and stopped moving forward.

The mouse then left the dark area where the crimson moonlight could not directly shine, slid along the foot of the table, and returned to the hole it had drilled out of.

It quickly disappeared, and the room became increasingly quiet, with only the faint sound of slow and long human breathing being audible.

Lumian never opened his eyes, his body was in a very relaxed state, and he seemed to have truly fallen asleep.

No. 6 Baiyi Street, in an apartment.

I got 0 points for my mouth.

Franca was lying on the easy chair, her body rocking back and forth with the chair.

She worriedly thought about what to do next. There was such a strange and terrifying enemy hiding in the dark, peering dangerously, which made it difficult for people to feel at ease and relax whether they were sitting or standing.

It must be solved as soon as possible. You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no reason to prevent a thief for a thousand days. One oversight will be the end...

How about giving up the mission and going somewhere else? Or, do it without stopping, using the excuse that the mission will probably fail, and directly ask Ms. 'Judgement' for help to catch 'Loki'. This is feasible. , but I will bear a debt that is difficult to repay until I become a demigod. Even if Ciel takes away half of it, it will still be a very heavy burden...

You can also directly ask Ms. Hela to convene an emergency gathering, accuse 'Loki' and others of killing Muggles on the spot, and ask for trustworthy members to interrogate each other to see which party is lying. Uh, 'Loki' I'm not entirely sure whether there is really a problem with them, but it is certain that I colluded with outsiders and introduced spies...

The more Franka thought about it, the more irritated she became, so she directly used the common sayings from her hometown without deliberately changing them.

Suddenly, she had a strong premonition of danger.

Almost at the same time, she felt an extremely eerie cold erupt from inside her body.

Her body quickly became stiff, and a figure was reflected in each of her two lake-colored eyes. The same figure was wearing a short black formal suit commonly worn by junior staff, and her brown hair was neatly combed back, with a hint of Southern Continent origin. His face shone with slightly dull green eyes...

Grudge! Such a term flashed through Franka's mind, and she knew what kind of attack she had suffered.

Her thoughts began to blur, and her right hand was raised up as if fighting something invisible.

Franka stirred up the spirituality in her body to erupt the black flames of the witch from the inside out.

This is aimed at the spirit body and can burn the resentful soul, and the witch's resistance to this kind of flame is obviously stronger than other methods. It can completely exchange injuries for escape, or even severely damage the enemy.

At this moment, a magnetic voice sounded in Franka's ears:

It's useless, give up.

This sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing Franka's spirit, interrupting her attempt to condense the black flames.

As soon as the voice fell, her mind seemed to be covered with thick fog, and a thick piece of frosted glass seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

The voice continues:

I don't need to go all out in the evening, just to test it out. The guy with a high-level existence sealed on his body and pretending to be a Muggle must have some special abilities. If I don't do a good job of collecting intelligence, I will go all out. Maybe I will die.

After the test, things are getting more interesting. I just went to his place and felt it was not safe enough, so I plan to turn you into my marionette first and make a surprise attack.

Haha, do you think you can get rid of my lock? We all have something special. As long as the distance is within one kilometer, I can sense your location with the help of the power of the great existence.

I have long wanted a 'witch' to be a marionette, it must taste very good...

Franka's spirit body was affected by this sound again and again, and her efforts to activate the mirror substitute and condense the black flames in advance were interrupted time and time again. Her thoughts became more and more stagnant, and her joints seemed to be filled with glue.

Yi said:

He, 'Loki', can sense my position?

What's so special, why can he...

Before Franka could think of a possibility and make a complete resistance, the magnetic voice was already smiling, I can't delay any more time, I have to speed up the progress to avoid accidents.

At this point, the voice turned respectful and recited in a language that Franka was extremely familiar with:

Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord;

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun......

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