Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 75: Cross
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Hearing the question of Forsi, Quinn after hesitating for a while said:
"We were found ..."
This sentence, they just said something similar, but now they repeat it, but they do n’t mean the same thing. Before, they recognized that Sherman ’s thing was discovered by the other party ’s secret protector or monitor. Nowadays The key point is that his own choices and corresponding actions are expected or arranged by the one behind the scenes. There is no secret.
This means that the opportunity that Quinn desires may actually appear, but there is nothing to guess behind the hidden behind it.
"If we do according to the intention of the" message ", the final result will depend entirely on whether she has good intentions, and we can't control this." Quinn added a sentence from a rational point of view.
The reason she used "she" to represent the person behind the scenes was because she thought of the sweet fragrance she smelled last time when she talked to Dior Sherman.
Forsi listened quietly and agreed to nod:
"Yes, we are too passive for the whole thing, the best option is to leave here ..."
As soon as the words fell, she looked at the warehouse, opened her mouth, but added nothing.
She thought of Sherman's current situation. She suspected that "He" was in danger, but finally ignored it deliberately, not mentioning it.
As far as she is concerned, Sherman is just a person who exists in the description of Quinn. It is similar to the role in the novel. If she has the ability and opportunity to save it, then she is willing to take it. Risk, making friends become reckless and in danger of life, that will certainly not be considered.
Quinn nodded Road:
"Okay, let's leave now.
"However, the person who left the" Leave a Message "must not be happy to see us doing so, there must be some obstruction.
"Ah, this way, we escaped from different directions, so that the one can only choose one side. Whoever succeeded in leaving this area, immediately made a movement and brought official Extraordinary."
"Why not create movement directly here?" Forsi subconsciously questioned.
"This will definitely be blocked or destroyed!" Quinn gave his own reasons.
Forsi thoughtfully nodded:
"It makes sense.
"Okay, do n’t procrastinate, start acting."
Quinn didn't speak anymore, holding a transparent to almost invisible Sanleng Thorn, the cat stood on his waist, jumped out of hiding place, and ran out of the pier along the shadowed area.
That Sanleng Thorn was her Tarot Society Lady Hermit, spent 500 pounds in cash, and entrusted Artisan to make magical item made of the dust of the ancient resentful spirit and the residual spirituality, called "the cold blade".
Everyone who is hit by this weapon, even if they just encounter it, will fall into a frozen stiffness, and even their thoughts are not controlled by themselves, as if they are possessed by resentful spirit, and at the same time, once the battle continues, "The Cold Blade Even if the enemy does not have direct contact with this Sanleng Thorn, it will gradually appear that the thoughts turn slowly and the movements are dull and awkward.
The negative effect of "Cold Blade" is relatively not terrible, and there is only one, that is, to let the carrier body lose a little temperature and change towards the direction of the undead. Once the inevitable time limit is exceeded, this process cannot be reversed .
So, Quinn has recently become more and more fond of running, or riding bicycles quickly, in order to generate heat and fight against the loss of temperature.
Even so, she will only increase the time interval of having to let the "Cold Blade" leave her body from 3 hours to 4 hours.
After running a distance, Quinn glanced back and found that Forsi had left through the wall and disappeared where it was hiding.
Staring for two seconds, Quinn nibbled under his lips, turned around suddenly, and changed direction.
She went straight to the warehouse!
Soon, she reached the side of her destination, but did not rush to the entrance. She looked up and looked up, as if she wanted to find another passage, more hidden and not noticed by anyone inside.
At this moment, she intuitively keenly turned her head and saw a figure flashing over the corner of the wall.
The figure was wearing a black dress, with a slightly curly brown hair, and a pair of light blue eyes. It was Forsi Wall.
"Aren't you gone?" Quinn was surprised and didn't forget to lower his voice.
Forsi pouted and said:
"Are n’t you also fleeing here?"
Quinn could n’t find a language response for a while, and asked after a few seconds:
"How did you find out?"
"You didn't even mention Sherman's thing. It's not like you at all! I'm all ready to persuade you!" Forsi responded quickly.
"..." Quinn was startled, and said with a complex expression, "You don't need to come back."
Forsi ignored her words and pressed the wall on the side of the warehouse:
"Let ’s talk about it, maybe we do n’t have to embarrass this thing because it is over.
"Oh, I just did n’t think of such a good way. I should speak directly and insist on saving people with you, and you will definitely discourage, refuse to agree, just want to act on your own, and repeat the conversation several times , Things are over by themselves. "
Quinn took a deep look at her friend, and he no longer hesitated, holding the "Cold Blade" and stood beside her.
Forsi immediately flipped "Limano's travel notebook", blessed some extraordinary effects for himself and his friends, then put away magic book, grasped the arm of Quinn with one hand, and pressed it against the wall with the other hand.
Quinn was waiting for Open Gate to enter, but found that Forsi did not immediately activate the ability.
The author of this best-selling novel slammed took a deep breath and said quickly:
"After entering, we first hide the observation and confirm that there is really a chance to start.
"If there is really no chance, or the chance is not seized, then we leave quickly, so that at least revenge for Sherman, not martyrdom!
"There are all kinds of possibilities while alive ..."
Quinn nodded immediately and responded seriously:
"Okay."
Forsi would like to say a few more words. Considering that it has been delayed for a while, it ca n’t be delayed any longer, so I had to "open" the door of illusion and took Quinn through the wall and came to a row of wooden boxes.
For her, who was no longer awkward in similar actions, she instinctively squatted down and pulled out "Limano's travel notebook", turning it to one of the pages.
Quinn also rushed into the depth without rashness, bent down back, put his eyes to the gap between the wooden boxes, and observed the situation of the empty area:
The female-looking Sherman sits on a wooden box without any anger, and her brown hair seems to be blown by the wind and swings gently.
And it was Viscount Staford who stood in front of her. The palace Royal Guard Commander tightened the neckline and looked around, I do n’t know where to look:
"It is a pity that you are just a demoness."
"Relax, I will let you die without any pain, and let you be completely purified."
Speaking, he took an item out of his inner pocket.
Quinn used the improved vision of Interrogator magical medicine to clearly see the appearance of item:
This is a crucifix ornament stained with patina, and there are several spikes protruding from it, as if who had penetrated it.
Its style and characteristics are not found in the fifth era northern continent countries, showing an ancient charm.
"Very well, you know it's useless to rebel." The Viscount Staford said while holding one of the fingers of the patina, and pressed it on one of the spikes.
His bright red blood flowed out immediately, immediately absorbed by spikes, and penetrated into item.
The mottled patina on the surface of the cross began to disintegrate and quickly peeled off, revealing the solidified entity of the light below.
In one or two seconds, the item held by the Viscount Staford becomes a brilliant cross!
It emits a pure light without any flaws, and illuminates the surrounding area exceptionally brightly.
The shadow of the wooden box quickly recedes here, and the dark spots on the walls evaporate like water.
With Sumana, countless spider threads that originally belonged to Triss floated one after another. If they struggled in the fire, they melted away in a few clicks.
The light is getting brighter and brighter, but it is not glaring at all. Sumana burst out with a black flame and crystal ice.
They lighten and shine one after the other until they disappear.
Within that "brilliant cross", there is no trace of evil, no darkness left!
Seeing that Sherman's expression began to distort, Quinn couldn't help but looked at Forsi sideways.
She could clearly feel the horror of the "brilliant cross" and was shaken whether she wanted to save people.
Forsi also noticed what happened there, pointed to "Limano's travel notebook", raised his left index finger, and said in a very low voice on the ear of Quinn:
"There is only one chance.
"I will work hard to create it for you. If it is unsuccessful or you cannot grasp it, then we will give up."
Quinn has no hesitation, solemnly nodded.
Forsi immediately straightened up and turned "Limano's travel notebook" to the yellowish page.
This page is full of complex, distorted, and indescribable symbols and logos, which intuitively give people the feeling of howling winds.
Sailor path half God ability, "Tornado"!
After looking around again and confirming that there were no other enemies, the Forsi ’s line of sight crossed the gap between the wooden boxes, locked the Viscount Staford, and slid his fingers lightly across the yellowed page.
The sound of Wu burst suddenly, the hurricane visible to the naked eye rose from the feet of Staford Viscount, and rushed towards the air.
The court Royal Guard Commander suddenly encountered such a terrible attack, unable to maintain its balance at all, and was directly brought by the tornado and hit **** the top of the warehouse.
Boom!
The top of the warehouse was torn by a hurricane, partly collapsed down, partly swirled in the wind, getting higher and higher.
The Viscount Staford was nearly stunned and could no longer hold the "Glorious Cross", letting it fly out of the palm.
The spiky detached the corresponding finger with a touch of blood, and the mottled patina reappeared on the surface of the cross.
The light without any flaws disappears.
Seeing this, Quinn rushed out of hiding without hesitation. The pupils first reflected the figure of the Viscount Staford, and then lit up two striking "lightnings."
"spirit piercing"!