Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 73: Behind the door (the first month of February monthly pass plus more)
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Although the voice from the Telegraph Bureau is nothing special, it is only a little intermittent, lacking obvious tone fluctuations, and it will not make people feel terrified normally, but Verdue suddenly burst out a surging fear. situation.
It was like a bullet with a flame flowing into the arsenal, accurately hitting a barrel of easily ignited gunpowder, and instantly detonating the fear that Verdu had accumulated before and forcibly suppressed.
The horror that swept to every corner of the body was like a palm, grabbing Verdu’s heart, whitening his brain, causing him to turn around violently and flee to the broken dock where the pirate ship was.
In this process, Verdu completely forgot to think, and he couldn’t remember wearing a classical robe that can be teleportation, but with his feet, he stumbled through the ruins, sometimes tripping to debris, falling heavily, and sometimes being The clothes were so purple that face had to stop and they had to stop breathing.
However, every time there is a slight relief, Verdu will climb up and continue to run, and a pair has lost his reason, leaving only the appearance of pure instinct.
The wooden door was unable to maintain balance without him providing power. After sliding for a while along the collapsed and broken wall, it fell to the masonry floor.
The gray fog and the shadowy house in the fog disappeared.
After 5-6 minutes, Verdu ran back to the pier under heavy rain and clouds.
His eyes were straight, full of panic and confusion, and he did not notice the Taoist figure standing on the deck of the pirate ship, looking down at him quietly.
This is a young man with a half-height silk top hat and a long black trench coat with a sober face.
Without thinking about it, Verdu immediately used the ramp to return to the pirate ship and rushed into the cabin all the way to the second floor and into his own room.
Bang!
He closed the door heavily, shrunk to the narrow bed, wrapped tightly around the quilt, and shivered.
When one of the ribs broke off, and the pain struck his head, Verdu initially relieved, and found that his hands and feet were sore, his body was hot, and every breath was like thunder.
He struggled, worked hard, and finally took off the classical robe and fell back on the bed, only to feel dizzy, nausea, and no air.
Outside the cabin, the cold-faced man suddenly raised his hand, took out a human skin glove from the air, and put it on left palm.
Huo Ranjian, the man disappeared out of thin air, appeared in the corner of the ruins, and appeared beside the ordinary wooden door.
He then bent down the back, pulled up the wooden door, and let it stand in front of a wall that was mostly damaged.
Then, the man in a black trench coat simulates Verdu’s movement, probes the handle, and twists it down.
Then, he pushed the lower wooden door forward, letting it back against the wall.
Almost at the same time, he saw a gray mist and saw the faint streets and houses in the faint mist.
Among the houses, the most prominent and clearest is the Bansi Harbor Telegraph Bureau, and others are more or less blurred.
At this time, the soft voice in the telegraph office asked through the door opening:
"You, who are you?"
"I am, Gehrman, Sparrow." The young man wearing half-height silk top hat replied with the same intermittent voice.
Inside the Bansi Harbor Telegraph Bureau, it suddenly became quiet, as if someone was approaching the door silently.
At this moment, Gehrman Sparrow turned his head and looked to the other side.
Deep in the shadowy long street, a figure came over. He was wearing a straw hat, a towel was hanging around his neck, and he was bending over and pulling something.
As the figure approached, the outline of things behind him gradually came out.
It's a black two-wheeled car with a canopy that can block the strong sun and rain.
The lady sitting in the car is wearing a round skirt with painted flowers and birds.
Both she and the car-puller were covered by relatively thicker fog, making it impossible for people to see the specific appearance.
While they passed in front of Gehrman Sparrow, the latter barely penetrated the fog and saw a few details.
The man who stooped to pull the cart face was rotten and boned, with yellowish pus flowing; where the lady was not covered by the flower and bird fan and clothing jewelry, the skin was swollen to shiny, inlaid with many black spots Piece.
With a jingle, a bell rang, and a blue train with only two carriages came out of Gehrman Sparrow.
It wasn't until this time that Gehrman Sparrow found that the street floor was covered with iron black tracks, and one above the other corresponded to long lines.
On the top of the train's locomotive, a slightly more complicated metal support sticks out and slides on that long line.
Through the train's glass window, Gehrman Sparrow saw the passengers inside.
They all face the street, but only their heads are left, and each head is dragging a **** spine.
The pupils of Gehrman Sparrow are slightly enlarged, and the scene of looks at quietly remains silent for a long time.
In the past minute, he took a step forward, trying to enter the blurry street shrouded in gray mist.
However, the fog blocked him, no matter what method he used, he could not walk through.
After a quarter of an hour, Gehrman Sparrow stopped trying and closed the wooden door to eliminate the mist. Then, he dragged the wooden door and went directly to the pirate ship with teleportation, without worrying about cursing.
He then stood the wooden door on the deck, stretched out left palm again, and held the door handle.
Suddenly, crack sounded from the neck of Gehrman Sparrow, and his head seemed to be lifted invisiblely, dragging out the **** spine.
Gehrman Sparrow has no change in expression. He lifts his right hand indifferently, presses **** the top of his head, and presses his head back into place.
Next, he twisted the handle so little that he was unaffected, and pushed the wooden door open again, leaning it against the side of the ship.
But this time, there was no gray fog and no shadowy streets, houses, or trains. It can be said that there is no exception.
The next second, the wooden door decayed rapidly, decayed into a pool of mud, as if escaping the fate of being experimented.
Gehrman Sparrow did not stop, first took out a gold ring inlaid with rubies from the air and wore it for nearly ten seconds.
After letting the ring disappear, Gehrman Sparrow probed with his right hand and dragged out the ordinary wooden door from the void, and continued to make various attempts.
After confirming that this wooden door left Bansi, it would lose its effect. Gehrman Sparrow flicked it away and let it disappear into the air.
Over the past two hours, the high-altitude clouds gradually dissipated, and the storm that had been brewing for a long time did not finally come.
When the pirate ship is away from Bansi Harbor, the wounded Virdu takes a bottle of potions and quickly sleeps to adjust his mental state.
In the dream world of grey mist, he ran in the deserted wilderness and panicked for something, but he had no gain at all.
Suddenly, Verdu heard the depth of the wilderness, and a slightly intermittent voice came over:
"Great, God of War...
"Iron, And, Blood, Symbol...
"Unrest, peace, dispute, yes, ruler..."
This passage was repeated over and over again, but did not disturb Verdu and free him from his dream.
I don’t know how long it took, Verdu naturally woke up and opened his eyes.
At this time, the dawn outside the window shone into the cabin, bringing a slightly hazy radiance.
Verdu sat up slowly and found that he didn’t need the Astrology Divinator ability to recall the three-segment esteemed name he heard in his dream.
And he has rich mysticism knowledge to tell him that this points to a hidden existence of God level.
Is this caused by the incomplete signs and symbols around the altar, or did I witness the street in the gray mist? Verdu frowned slightly, sinking into contemplation.
He did not rush to try to recite the esteemed name because he knew how fast and miserable people who had done similar things died.
God of War...Virdu vaguely remembered that he had seen this god's name in one of the family's classics, and decided to do some research before considering how to deal with it later.
…………
Bansi Harbor, on a collapsed mountain peak.
A blossoming or reddish or white or orange flame emerged from the cracks of the gravel, forming a figure.
The figure is young and handsome in black blood-stained armor with fiery red hair.
He has a **** mark on his brow, and there are faint signs of decay on his face. It is Red Angel evil spirit Sauron Einhorn Medici.
"If it were not for him to have Origin Castle and "Servant of Mysteries" features, it would allow Secret Puppet to run around the world, regardless of the distance limitation, and I don't need to be so roundabout." Red Angel evil spirit snorted, I don't know who to speak to.
In the air, a crow fell and stopped on top of a boulder.
There is a circle of white outside his right eye, and a human race sound is made in his mouth:
"You use Him instead of him, this is not like your style."
Red Angel evil spirit laughed:
"Because He wants others to call him, not Him."
When speaking, Sauron Einhorn Medici glanced at the crow:
"Compared to your real image, it’s still more cute now, isn’t it, little crow?"
The crow with white eyes responded angrily:
"Your sarcasm is the same as yours, still alive in the last era."
Red Angel evil spirit smiled and said:
"Something went smoothly, and he has been concealed from him, but, I think, even if he finds it, he should pretend that he can't see it. If you want to become Old One, the'gate' must return. The hypocritical He is currently You may still be hesitating whether to do it or not, because this carelessness will bring huge disasters, haha, I like disasters.
"Little Crow, when will you pay? Without enough strength, I can’t get the trust of the brainless Abraham family."
"When he prays to you." The white-eye crow said, "If you are worried that this state cannot be maintained for too long, I can parasitize a Insect of Time into your body to help you maintain it, no thanks.
During speaking, the crow fluttered and disappeared into the night sky.
Red Angel evil spirits turned their heads and took advantage of the terrain to look down at the ruins of Bansi with a slightly expression.
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