Lord of the Mysteries v7c28 - Tencent MTL

If the demigod hadn't automatically crashed into the Devil painting, I would have had to summon Mr. World's historical pore image. Well, I don't know if this is a direct call for angel-level helpers. Forrest thought as he drank the potion.

To her, the bottle of magic potion was like ice water with extremely low temperature and frostbite. Where she passed, all her feelings disappeared, only her thoughts had not solidified.

When a person is extremely cold, it is inevitable to have hallucinations. In Firth's line of sight, a piece of night sky appears instantly. In the night sky, the bright stars interweave into a dreamy river.

Forrest's body surface then reflected a little bit of starlight, which seemed to come from herself.

That little bit of pure starlight had an invisible connection with the different stars in the night sky, and with the twinkling of those lights, they twisted and wriggled out of Forth's body like worms, trying to join the Milky way inlaid with tiny diamonds.

They each carry part of their flesh and blood and a little bit of consciousness, as if they were separated out of control.

Forrest's thoughts were so confused and confused that he could hardly control himself to resist the trend of separation.

Just then, she sensed something illusory.

It was the seal she made using the Devil's Oil painting, which was projected into the mysterious world created by the potion, forming an abstract, vague mark.

Without thinking, Falth instinctively extends part of consciousness along with spirituality to the past, entangled with that abstract mark.

This mark is not so persistent with her, there seems to be a part that does not belong to her, but it can barely be integrated with her.

Suddenly, in Firth's mind, the abstract mark became quite clear. it was a layered "door" painted with mysterious symbols.

This "door" hides Forrest behind her, isolating her from the starry sky around her.

At the same time, on the other side of the door, the terrorist creature sealed seems to sense the smell of the enemy and uses its own divinity to frantically erode the illusory "door", which happens to offset the influence of the stars on Forth.

It lasted for more than ten seconds, the night sky flowing with the bright Milky way slowly faded, and the little bit of star glow returned to Forth's body and merged with her.

At this time, a deep darkness loomed in front of Firth's eyes, and the depths of the darkness were never-ending storms and occasional lightning.

The next second, the familiar voice sounded in Forrest's ear, which pierced her head like steel nails stirring her brains.

Forrest's expression suddenly twisted, and if she hadn't experienced similar things over and over again, had she had a certain degree of resistance, and had her own saint personality, she would probably have been directly out of control at this time.

Of course, there must be "good luck" in it.

It took her several seconds, relying on the skill of meditation, to barely calm down and hear what the voice was shouting.

It's calling for help!

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Mr. door shouts "help" crazily at every full moon, which is a disgrace among the king of angels. However, even if he is asking for help, it is an unbearable horror for me. Forrest paused and wondered whether he would pretend not to hear it, then initially restrain his spirituality, master the magician's extraordinary ability, and talk to Mr. Men again at the next full moon, or do some communication now.

Suddenly, the cry from infinity ceased, and there was a deathly silence.

After two or three seconds, an ethereal but piercing voice came into Forrest's mind:

"you are using extraordinary characteristics from Abraham."

This sentence is flat and straightforward, without any ups and downs, but it makes Forrest's forehead blood vessels jump, his eyes are covered with filaments, and his body shines brightly.

She almost lost control of herself.

"who are you?" Forrest calmed himself and asked deliberately.

It seemed to induce her to chuckle in a voice that got out of control step by step:

"you can call me Mr. door.

"you should be no stranger to me."

The Quaternary angel king directly pointed out that Falls had a certain connection with him and could hear the "full moon raving".

……. I'm going to write you in! Forrest clenched his teeth and asked:

"Dear Mr. Gate, are you your Highness Bethel, the ancestor of the Abraham family?"

The sound that came through countless barriers restored the insipidity that had been just now:

"Yes."

"did you know that your cry for help has plunged the entire Abraham family into a curse for more than a thousand years, and almost no one can become a 'traveler' or even a 'recorder'? They always lose control and become monsters when they are promoted or on the night of the full moon. " Firth felt that he could not talk to Mr. door for a long time, or his tendency to get out of control would be irreversible, so he directly raised the issue that Abraham was most concerned about.

Mr. door was silent for two seconds and said:

"do they have no 'sorcerers', no other demigod?"

"not since the Battle of the four Kings, and the curse you bring makes none of them be promoted to a demigod. If you can stop crying for help for ten years, a new Abraham demigod may be born, which will be more helpful for you to extricate yourself from difficulties." Forrest made his suggestion sincerely.

Mr. door sighed and said:

"I was banished in the eternal night, blocked by a never-ending storm, unable to know what was going on in the real world, and unexpectedly that there was no demigod left in the whole Abraham family."

Lie. It was not Forth who made this evaluation calmly, but the fool, holding the Star staff, sitting in the Source Castle, closely monitoring the Klein corresponding to the crimson stars.

He remembers that the Great mentioned in his diary that Mr. Men knew something about reality-he seemed to be able to see and hear things outside the seal with the help of the changes brought about by the full moon.

After sighing, Mr. door continued:

"besides, the call for help at the full moon is beyond my control."

"why?" Forrest blurted out with a burst of surprise.

Mr. door said in a misty voice:

"you are already a demigod, and it should be clear that the higher the sequence, the greater the threat of madness.

"even if a normal angel can walk freely on the earth and do what he likes, without having to fight extra battles, he may gradually be influenced by extraordinary characteristics, become not like himself, or even become half-crazy. I am an angel king who has been banished and sealed for more than a thousand years and has no object to communicate with. Not being completely crazy has proved that I am strong and lucky enough.

"every time the full moon comes, my crazy part will be strengthened so that I can't control it and can only keep calling for help."

So that's it. If I were locked up like this, I might go crazy in a few months. Er, if I can provide alcoholic beverages, newspapers and magazines, all kinds of books and different delicacies, I can last for a year, no, half a year. Forrest nodded suddenly and asked rather perfunctorily:

"what can I do for you? How can Abrahams get rid of the curse? "

Mr. door was silent for a few seconds and said:

"arrange the ceremony and help me out, so that the curse will cease to exist.

"there are two kinds of ceremonies. One is to sacrifice a demigod through the ways of 'diviner', 'apprentice' and 'thief'. The second is to draw the blood of at least 99 extraordinary people from the Abraham family and use it to draw such a symbol. "

". I'll tell them. " Forrest replied immediately.

At the same time, she added in her heart: only with the permission of Mr. Fool.

Mr. door smiled and said:

"if I can get out of this, I will help you become an angel."

His voice became more and more ethereal and fainter, and he seemed to be returning to his original state step by step with the end of Falth's promotion.

That is, two or three seconds later, Forrest could not hear the sound that could lead her a little bit out of control, and the deep darkness and storm of terror in front of her also disappeared.

However, before the scene was completely diluted, Firth vaguely saw through them a vast expanse of crimson rocks, a pyramid-like ancient building, and the back of the building, dark and starry. It is very different from the starry sky seen by his "astrologer" on the ground.

What's this? Forrest shook his head, controlled his divergent thoughts, and began to take spirituality seriously.

When she initially adapted to the state of the "sorcerer", she immediately assumed a posture of prayer and reported her experience to Mr. "Fool" without missing anything.

After doing this, Forth put away the Devil painting and sent it back to Prydz, with Doryan, the teacher waiting in the warehouse. gray。. Meet Abraham.

Seeing that the student was safe and sound, Dorian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a believer demeanor:

"Thank you, Mr. Fool, for your protection."

He finally taught a sequence 4 "sorcerer" without rebellion.

Because Mr. Fool has not responded, Forrest has not informed the teacher of his conversation with Mr. Men, and is ready to wait until after the next full moon.

She also smiled at ease and said:

"in addition to thanking Mr. Fool, I have to thank you, too."

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Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.

Klein had no doubt about Mr. door's claim to be half-crazy, but thought there might be more secrets, such as why Mr. door kept luring Rossell the Great to the moon. it's a place occupied by an alien god.

After thinking about it, he took out the Crimson Moon Corona and the Master key from the fog of history, and planned to take the initiative to create a full moon environment and listen to Mr. door's cry.

The effect of the pair had long been proved, and Klein soon heard the sound that seemed to pierce his spirit.

The content of this voice is:

"Don't save me. Don't save me. "