Lord of the Mysteries v7c27 - Tencent MTL

Port Prydz, in a warehouse being rebuilt.

After a few days, Forrest saw his teacher Doryan again. gray。. Abraham.

"are you ready?" Doryan asked quietly.

In the previous meeting, he had told Firth about the ritual requirements of the "Apprentice" sequence 4 "Secret Master" and asked her to prepare in advance.

"almost. Should be able to meet the requirements. " Forrest replied not too confidently.

The promotion ceremony of "Secret Master" is relatively simple, but this "simple" is the opposite of "complex" rather than the other end of "difficulty". For Falth, she would prefer to change it to something else.

-- the ceremony requires the promoters to seal a demigod-level creature with clear hostility, the less the external force, the better the ritual effect. As for the personality of the target itself, as long as it is not lower than the demigod, it will not substantially affect the ceremony.

Hearing the student's answer, Dorian nodded gently and said:

"pretty much, that ceremony is really too difficult for extraordinary people who rely solely on their own sequence 5. It is essential to seek appropriate help, but you must grasp the degree and do not exceed the corresponding boundaries, otherwise the ceremony is bound to fail."

His previous advice to Forrest was to borrow only a "1" seal, preferably not even a helper at the saint level.

Forrest said slightly vaguely:

"I only intend to make a wish to Mr. Fool to improve the success rate of promotion after taking the potion, which is closer to getting good luck when taking the potion than to being protected when the demigod is sealed.

"apart from this, it is the use of the painting you mentioned by the teacher."

That painting is not a "0" seal "the painting of God", but a "1" seal belonging to the Abraham family, called "Devil painting".

In the Quaternary period, when many members of the Abraham family were promoted to sequence 4 "sorcerers", they created the "oil painting" to seal the corresponding demigod creatures.

However, after being attacked by the aurora and losing a lot of data, Doryan. Gray is not sure how many horrible creatures are still sealed in the Devil painting, but there must be more, and more than one.

His original intention was to release a completely crazy, instinctive demigod creature from the Devil Oil painting as the ritual goal of the students, which was many times easier than dealing with rational and wise saints. And fully meet the requirements of the ceremony, but he did not expect that Falth was going to borrow the Devil Oil painting directly.

Doryan warned with a slight frown:

"'Devil Oil painting' itself only has the effect of detention and sealing, and does not have the ability to actively influence the target. In other words, you have to put demigod creatures into the 'Devil Oil painting' yourself."

Forrest nodded and said she knew it:

"teacher, you said that your own ability to 'record' is not external help."

"Yes." Doryan. Gray gave a very definite answer.

If one's own ability to "record" can be regarded as external help, then almost no "traveler" can be promoted. After all, "record" is the core ability before the "apprentice" path. Once it is "abolished", Falth is almost all about running, and it's hard to do anything to the enemy.

"in theory, but there are at most four or five abilities at the semi-divine level that you can record." Doryan is not too relieved to say.

Before he had finished his words, he thought of the "fool" and his loved ones, and felt a little more at ease.

"if it matches well, it's not without the possibility of success, it's just a crazy creature based on instinct." Forrest is persuading both the teacher and himself.

Doryan nodded invisibly and said nothing more, and immediately summoned his indentured creature, Malmos, who loved music, took back the main material and auxiliary materials of the "wizard", and prepared a bottle of "wizard" magic potion for the students on the spot.

"if you can't finish the seal, you don't have to take it by force, even if the potion and the glass bottle are mixed and become a seal, you can restore it to an extraordinary characteristic by praying to Mr. Fool." Doryan still gave an advice with a little worry, and then handed the potion to Forrest.

In that glass bottle, there are layers of stars, as if the Milky way in the sky has been put into the magic potion.

"Hmm." Forrest nodded heavily, saying that he would never worry about the potion being wasted.

She had already made a plan in advance, that is, once the demigod creatures released could not be sealed, she immediately "teleported" away, made a wish to Mr. Fool and asked him to solve it.

Doryan then took out an oil painting from his suitcase, depicting one after another quite abstract, incomprehensible patterns that could make people dizzy and weak just to look at them for a while.

This is the "devil painting" sealed with countless terrorist creatures.

"if you succeed in getting promoted, I have only one request." Dorian, holding the Devil painting, solemnly said to Forrest, "that is on the night of the full moon, listen to what Mr. Men is saying and ask him why he did it."

Members of the Abraham family have not yet been able to fully accept that the curse they suffered came from the family's ancestors and felt that Mr. Men might not be aware of the consequences of his "call for help".

They are eager to get to the bottom of the whole thing.

"good." In the face of the teacher's plea, Forrest agreed without hesitation.

Then she took the "Devil painting" and "transported" out of Prydz to a vast desert without human habitation.

In this way, even if there is an accident in the ceremony, she still has plenty of time to solve it, which will not affect ordinary people.

After checking the surrounding scenes and his own preparations, Forrest inserted the "devil painting" into the ground.

She immediately shook hands, bowed her head and prayed to Mr. Fool, promising to improve the success rate of promotion after taking the potion.

There was almost no interval, and she saw the illusory gray fog and knew that Mr. Fool had responded.

After a few seconds of delay, Forrest finally beat himself, took out the pre-prepared herbal powder and sprinkled them on the Devil painting.

Then she pronounced the mantra of the seal in the giant language.

This is a mantra that casts only one creature at a time.

Silently, all the fluttering herbal powder fell on the oil painting and spun around a point.

In the rotation, the surface of the oil painting becomes illusory, as if there is also a deep whirlpool.

Suddenly, a blue-black hand with many signs of decay appeared in the whirlpool.

It extends from the oil painting to the outside world!

Forrest's body suddenly became cold, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake.

While this made her clear-headed, she seemed to lose the sense of her body, and no matter how hard she tried to move her hands and feet, she could not succeed.

At this moment, Forrest seemed to be back to the way she used to sleep when she was writing books at night. At that time, she often felt that she had woken up, but could not move, as if she had been pinned down by invisible creatures.

Although the terrorist creature in the Devil Oil painting is not completely out of trouble, only by virtue of the influence of divinity on the outside world, Forrest has lost most of his resistance, and when it is completely out of the oil painting, Forrest will even lose control by looking directly at it.

On one level, the gap between the two sides is unimaginable.

Gradually, Forrest's consciousness became blurred a little. She always felt awake, raised her arms and opened her feet, but in the twinkling of an eye, she found that it was just her own fantasy, and her body was getting colder and colder. The feeling of being pinned down by an invisible creature is becoming more and more obvious.

Fortunately, she had a lot of demigod to provide her with information, so that she closed her eyes in time and stopped looking at the "devil painting", otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Using the technique of meditation to keep a certain amount of sobriety, Forrest did a countdown in his heart.

According to the hint given by Mr. World, she knew that it would take five seconds for the terrorist creature to break away from the Devil painting completely.

4. 3. 2. When there was still a second to go, an illusory book appeared in Firth's eyes, which flipped quickly and fixed on one of the pages.

one! No sooner had Forth finished counting than he flung out his arms.

Around her, peach blossoms fell instantly, bright and colorful.

The green and black palm that was about to grab her neck was far away from her, and was cut off by a peach forest with luxuriant vegetation and flowers, and was cut off by a peak at the end of the water source in the forest, so he could only try to reach out from a small cave.

This is the fairy tale magic that Forth "recorded" from the lady of the Hermit, called:

"the source of peach blossoms!"

It can create a boundary that is isolated from the outside world and difficult to connect.

Seizing this opportunity, Forth, who barely regained physical control, took out a "queen" from Rossell chess from the dark bag and threw it into the source of the peach blossom and into the cave that runs through the running water.

This is another fairy tale magic she "recorded", called:

"the chess game of the years!"

Its function is to slow down the action of the target, just like entering an area with different flow rates of time.

Bang, as the "queen" chess fell, the blue-black palm that was trying to break through the barrier of "Peach Blossom Garden" turned from the outside into a wriggle.

Without even looking at the effect, Falls picked up the "Devil painting" inserted in the sand with his "invisible hand" and blocked it into the cave.

That is, after an interval of a second or two, the blue-black palm returned to normal, moved very fast, rushed directly out of the Peach Blossom Garden and crashed into the oil painting.

During the shaking of the painting, the terrifying creature penetrated the surface and fell in.

Forrest was delighted and did not hesitate to read the mantra again, closing the outer seal of the Devil's Oil painting.

Fortunately, the demigod just now has been locked up out of control, leaving only madness and no wisdom. I don't know if I will directly hear the cry of Mr. "door" after taking the potion later. Forrest's spirit still tensely took out the bottle of the Sorcerer's potion and poured it into his mouth.