Mystery: Paradox Path

Seeing the gold coins spilled by Snow, one of the four heads of Miss Coconut Egg Tree suddenly opened her mouth, and the gold coins scattered on the ground were like dust captured by a vacuum cleaner, and they got into her mouth with a swipe. , did not stop until there were three or four gold coins left on the ground.

"More..." "A few..." "Gold coins..." The three heads used this to say their lines, and the last head saw that he seemed to have nothing to say again. He rolled his eyes and said, "It looks like it."

"..." Snow was amused by these four heads, and waved his hand to put away the extra gold coins. Although the messenger spoke in a strange way, she was very happy with money and immediately said:

"Silent Disciple..." "In ancient times..." "Also called..." "The Cursed Thing."

"You can..." "Start with..." "Literally..." "To understand."

"Disciple..." "Spread..." "Knowledge..." "Or belief."

"That is to say, considering the two names together, what this sequence spreads is not knowledge or belief, but a curse?" Snow asked tentatively, but Miss Coconut Tree shook her hand vigorously, so that the four heads could At the same time, he shook his head sharply.

They showed serious expressions and said in a very stern tone:

"Indulgence..." "Spread the curse;" "Temperance..." "Bear the curse."

"Silence..." "It's for..." "The curse..." "I'm imprisoned in the body."

"The cursed thing..." "Not cursed," "Not cursed," "but cursed."

"It's like dealing with the full moon night?" Snow nodded thoughtfully, "When the moon is full, the moderators choose to suppress their desires, but in fact they choose to bear the curse of the alien path? And the indulgences choose to vent their desires, then Is it to cast the curse on others?"

"Yes," "But..." "Some..." "Different."

Miss Coconut Egg Tree first shook her head up and down twice to make her head nod, then she shook her head from side to side, showing a shaking head—

"Sequence Three," "is a period of heterogeneous..." "qualitative change..." "period."

"From passive..." "To bear the curse..." "To become active..." "To bear the curse."

"This is also..." "For promotion..." "Angel..." "Prepare."

"For xenomorphs," "the curse itself..." "also..." "anchor."

"So it is." Snow nodded, expressing his understanding, because he remembered the promotion of the witch, as the witch's path to Sequence Four's qualitative transformation, it was to prepare for the Sequence Five, just as the White Saintess Katarina once said , Only when the pain is extreme, the desire to change yourself will be strong enough to help you withstand the potion.

It can be seen from this that the pain suffered in the process of playing the witch of pain can help them resist the erosion of the potion and gain divinity when they are promoted to the witch of despair.

In the same way, the xenogeneic pathway is the pathway to bear the curse. In order to advance to Sequence Two and obtain the complete form of mythical creatures, they also need to bear enough curses?

In other words, the point is not the curse, but the will to bear the curse, so that when they are promoted to ancient evils, they will not be swallowed by the curse of the potion itself?

Thinking of this, Snow finally realized why there is the option of silent disciple among the options of Insight, Deception Mentor, and Dream Weaver, not because its malicious transfiguration has enough compatibility with Karl's Dragon , but because the will required for its own performance is also a necessary condition for promotion to Schrödinger's cat.

"Thank you for your guidance." Snow took out a silver charm from his pocket and handed it to Renette Tinichole, "This charm can capture your past power from the fog of history and restore you There should be benefits."

Looking at the spell in Snow's hand, Reinette Tinichole's eyes flashed a little, but it disappeared again in the next moment, she shook her hand gently, and made all four heads shake their heads at the same time: "I have already received the payment. Now, if I need this, I will exchange it with you at the right price."

After speaking, her figure slipped back into the gray candle, and the entire space returned to its original color.

After extinguishing the candle, Snow sighed slightly, having a new understanding of the angel's "temperance".

But then, he began to think again, where should he go to find the curse?

…

"The creator of everything, the Lord behind the veil of shadows, the fallen nature of all living beings..."

In the arranged ritual altar, Snow reverently recited the honorable name of the real creator. With heaven made, he didn't even need to use all kinds of fancy materials to attract the attention of the gods, because he was already The deity of the deity is concerned.

If it weren't for the language of the gods being mixed with terrifying information and pollution, Snow could even have a direct dialogue with the real creation of the Land Forsaken through rituals.

With the connection between the spirit made in heaven and the ceremony, the eyes of the real creation also fell precisely on Snow, feeling the heavy gaze like a mountain, Snow's respectful prayer road:

"I pray for fallen power."

"I beseech your patronage."

"I want you to put a curse on me that is close to the limit of my endurance."

…

"I've never heard of this kind of idiot request in my life!" Although Zhenzao didn't speak, and Heavenly created didn't speak either, but from that line of sight, from the mental state of the link, Snow noticed a similar emotion.

But soon, a strong maliciousness began to flow towards Snow's body along the link formed by the ritual.

In the world of occultism, curses are not a rare thing, and even if the divination is not standardized, it is possible to bear the curse, and the true creator who has mastered the power of depravity, even a word or a look, is quite a terrible curse , even if Zhenzao specially adjusted the type of curse and reduced the irritation of the curse, Snow still felt a kind of terrifying torment as if being thrown into a frying pan.

His skin started to roll, and something seemed to boil in his brain.

His body suddenly disintegrated, turning into a thick, liquid-like black mist-like shadow. His eyes and big mouth appeared in the shadows, exuding rich pollution and knowledge that did not belong to this world.

Snow didn't get out of control, he just used the form of mythical creatures to relieve the pressure of the curse.

The layered murmurs, the fiery sight, and the darkness that seemed to be wrapped in the deep night were constantly distributed on every particle of the black mist-like body. The mythical creatures slowly began to distort, and the mist-like particles condensed again. , and reconstructed Snow's body, but the black matter that flowed through the occasionally cracked skin gap, like the magma in the cracks of the earth's crust, seemed to prove that his current state was abnormal.