Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Based on the performance of the flame monster and the three-faced monster when facing him, Lumian divided the monsters in the dream ruins into three levels:

The lowest ones only have instinct, they will try to attack as soon as they see him, and when he inspires or semi-arouses the black thorn symbol on the chest, they all choose to surrender completely and let themselves be slaughtered;

Higher-level ones will also hunt him before he has half-activated the black thorn symbol. After he finishes the ritual dance, they will choose to escape spiritually. However, they cannot sense the black thorn symbol beyond the five-meter range. existence, the flame monster just now probably just had residual fear, equating the polluted aura in the seal with Lumian, so it kept avoiding it;

When one's personality reaches a certain level, Lumian does not need to activate or semi-activate the black thorn symbol on his chest, and does not need the distance between the two parties to be within five meters, to directly detect his specialness and show obvious Fear.

Are there any other levels besides these three? Lumian thinks there should be, as few as one or as many as three. For example, if you are not afraid of the semi-activated black thorn symbol and run away on the spot, you can withstand a large weakening. The kind that continues to attack, for example, the kind that is high enough not to react to the black thorn symbol...

Therefore, on the one hand, Lumian was happy that he could scare away the three-faced monster and seemed to be able to walk sideways in the ruins of the dream, but on the other hand, he did not dare to be careless at all.

Not to mention the possibility that there might be something more terrifying than the three-faced monster, it was just a flame monster. With its powerful long-range attack ability, it could be completely unaffected by the semi-activated black thorn symbol and burn it into a charred corpse.

With this judgment, Lumian hesitated for a moment and dived into the depths of the dream ruins along the escape route of the three-faced monster. He planned to touch the bloody mountain and the state of the area around it today to prepare for the follow-up. Unlock the secrets of dreams and do preliminary intelligence gathering work.

Along the way, he had been walking in a relatively hidden place that was not easy to be discovered, keeping an eye out for monsters that might suddenly jump out.

I don’t know if it was because the three-faced monster just passed by, but the other monsters were frightened and left their original positions. Lumian didn’t see a single “person” and passed through the collapsed buildings and gray rubble everywhere. Arriving at the foot of the bloody mountain.

There is still a circle of ruins here, but unlike the layers outside, the buildings here have not collapsed, but have completed twisted reorganization as if they had a life of their own. They are connected to each other, as if they have built a wall of thorns A weird entangled city wall.

The city wall is dyed a light, grayish black, and the windows and doors belonging to the original building are messily inlaid on its surface. Some are open, and you can see the broken tables and chairs inside, and some are closed tightly, as if they are no longer able to Pull.

Lumian glanced at it and looked up at the bloody mountain behind the city wall.

At this distance, even though the fog in the sky was still thick and the light deep into the world was quite thin, he could still clearly see every detail of the mountain.

It is made of stacked stones and soil. It is no more than thirty meters high, but it gives people the feeling of towering into the sky. The color of its surface is very unnatural. Whether it is the brown-red of the stones or the red-brown of the soil, it seems that It was acquired from behind and is quite evil.

According to Aurore and those supernatural magazines, this may be dyed red by human blood... Lumian muttered silently to himself, looking higher and higher, towards the top of the mountain covered by thick fog. The place.

At this moment, there seemed to be an invisible wind blowing through the air, causing the fog there to dissipate a lot.

The top of the mountain suddenly came into Lumian's eyes clearly.

Sitting cross-legged there was a giant who should be four or five meters tall.

He is naked, with three heads on his neck. One is facing the left, filled with anger, greed, hatred and other emotions. It is very evil. One is facing forward, with a twisted expression full of pain and regret, and the other is looking forward to Looking to the right side, his face is holy and his eyes are filled with compassion.

This giant has six arms in total, stretched in the air at different angles on both sides. His whole body, including the three heads, are made of pieces of flesh and blood and organ fragments, with cracks everywhere. Yellow pus was flowing everywhere, especially the head facing Lumian, and transparent bloody tears were falling from the corners of his eyes.

As soon as he saw this giant, Lumian's mind instantly buzzed, and his ears heard the terrifying sound that seemed to come from infinite distance but very close to him.

His head felt as if someone had split it open with an axe. The severe pain occupied all his thoughts and deprived him of all thoughts. special

On the surface of his body, thick or thin blood vessels stood out, and they were so red that they were about to be set on fire.

When Lumian awoke from his near-death state, he found himself curled up on the ground, rolling back and forth, as if not doing so was not enough to resolve the pain in his body.

His vision was blurred, stained with blood, and everything he saw was foggy.

In this state, Lumian felt that even a skinless monster could easily kill him, but perhaps because the black thorn symbol was fully activated, no one dared to enter this area.

The giant at the top of the bloody mountain was either unable to leave or was also affected by the black thorn symbol and did not launch an attack on Lumian, who almost lost control.

After slowing down for a while, Lumian got up and saw that the linen shirt under his dark jacket was stained with blood and sweat everywhere.

What is that? The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid.

Just by looking at it like this, his black thorn symbol was completely activated, and his whole body was close to losing control. He was even more dangerous than when he gained the power of Dancer.

He doesn't even dare to recall what the giant looked like now, and can only make certain inferences based on his impressions:

An advanced version of the three-faced monster?

“With strong pollution?

Sure enough, Aurore is right, you can't see things you shouldn't see...

It sits on the bloody 'peak', which is in the center of the entire dream ruins... Does this mean it is part of the dream's secret?

.....

As his thoughts were spinning, Lumian resisted the urge to raise his head and take another look at the top of the mountain.

It will literally kill you if you look at it again!

He decided to evacuate first, return to reality to rest, and then explore again at night.

Turning around, Lumian was about to leave along the way he came when he suddenly heard the sound of Dang! Dang! Dang!

What's going on? He was curious and planned to sneak over and take a look.

Of course, he was not so eager or reckless. He found a half-collapsed building on the opposite side of the city wall to hide, waiting for his spiritual recovery.

After a while, Lumian danced that mysterious ritual dance again.

It was as if he had transformed into the priest of that hidden presence, delighting him with a dance that mobilized the forces of nature around him.

When the burning sensation in his chest appeared, Lumian stopped and dived towards the intermittent dang sound.

After half a circle around the bloody mountain and twisted wall and dancing again, he saw a flash of fire.

Behind a half-open brown-red wooden door on the city wall, the swaying orange firelight came out.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The figure of the person in the house is reflected on the surface of the glass window diagonally above. It looks like a human being, but is a bit elongated by the light.

At this time, the figure was holding a hammer-shaped thing high and smashing it down hard.

when!

There was another crisp sound of metal collision.

Blacksmith? Is there a blacksmith in the dream ruins? Lumian made a guess based on the knowledge he had.

Relying on the fact that the black thorn symbol on his chest had not disappeared, he ducked and rushed to the glass window, turned his body sideways, and cast his gaze in.

Although Lumian's eyes have not fully recovered and his vision is still a little unclear, he can barely distinguish the scene in this room on the city wall:

There were broken tables, chairs, and furniture everywhere, and in the middle was a stove with its upper half missing. There was a fire burning in the stove, and there was an iron plate that looked like a patchwork of pieces.

There was a silver-black short knife placed on the iron plate. It was slightly twice as long as a normal dagger, and its surface was covered with layers of strange patterns. Lumian felt dizzy just by looking at it.

when!

The figure holding the hammer was like a skilled blacksmith, constantly striking the short knife.

He was wearing a black robe, and his face facing Lumian was full of traces of decay, and even the white bones inside were exposed in some places.

Another monster? Is it continuing to do what it did when it was still human? That short sword is unusual. It's a bit evil. Is it a sealed object or an extraordinary weapon? One thought after another flashed through Lumian's mind.

The straight-line distance between him and the rotten blacksmith was less than three meters, but the other party didn't seem to sense the black thorn symbol on his chest, and kept beating the short knife silently.

Considering that the black thorn symbol was about to disappear, Lumian retracted his body and tiptoed away from the window area.

As soon as he took a few steps, the burning sensation in his chest disappeared.

The next second, there was a creaking sound behind him.

Lumian quickly turned around, just in time to see the brown-red wooden door fully opened.

The blacksmith in a black robe appeared there. There were four or five rotten wounds on his face where bones could be seen. Half of his left eyeball slipped out, as if hanging from the eye socket. The whole thing looked like a corpse that had been dead for some time. .

He held the hammer in his right hand and the silver-black short knife in his left hand. Lumian's figure was reflected in his two dull eyes at the same time.

++!

Lumian couldn't help but cursed angrily.

He instantly understood what was going on:

The blacksmith monster was clearly affected by the black thorn symbol just now, so it kept beating the evil dagger quietly and pretended to be nonchalant.

When the black thorn symbol disappeared, he immediately took up the weapon and came out to hunt him.

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