The clouds in the midst of the sky scattered, and everything was as usual in the Holy Wind Cathedral.

In a nearby corner, Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, grunting slightly with the corner of his mouth:

"If you don't give it, don't give it to me ... why would you hack my secret puppet ..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, the figure quickly faded and disappeared-the maintenance time of this historical pore image itself was almost over, after all, the high-level ability of the "recording officer" replica and the original gap were obvious, sequence 6 summon sequence 3 The burden is quite heavy. Even if "ancient scholars" can transfer their consciousness and reduce consumption, they will not allow Firth to persist for too long.

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On the outskirts of Beckland, downstream of the Tasok River.

Leonard hid his red gloves and walked slowly to somewhere.

Suddenly, a slightly old voice from Pales Soloyasdana sounded in his mind:

"How's your former colleague doing recently?"

Recalling the communication at the previous Taro meeting, Leonard pressed his voice:

"He just avoided a trap set by Amon's avatar, and is pursuing the truth of certain things in the place abandoned by God."

After listening to Palestine Solosiad, he didn't speak again and let Leonard move on.

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After setting the special coordinates, Furth was thrown back to the real world by the courier of Gelman Spallo.

"It feels so tired, but it didn't take me long to wake up ... it must be a high sequence of extraordinary abilities that is too spiritual ..." Furth reached out and covered his mouth, yawned, and looked at Hugh with a grimace.

"It's possible." Hugh agreed with his friend's judgment.

Her instincts told her that the Gullman Spallo projection summoned was by no means simple, and might even be equivalent to a saint.

Hesitating, Hugh said:

"You sleep for a while, don't try to get promoted in this state.

"In a case I tried before, the murderer was psychopathic, and would deliberately let his friends, his students, and homeless men he took, take potions in various negative states, and watch them run out of control and become different. All kinds of monsters, disgusting and scary monsters. "

"... What's the purpose of this guy?" Furth listened for a second.

"Two purposes, one is to observe whether the out-of-control caused by the same potion on different people is completely the same, and the other is to record the corresponding scene with oil painting. He thinks that the madness, the pain, the distortion, are unparalleled. The beauty of his can inspire his most intense creative passion. "Hugh recalled the court trial at the time. He had some hate and a little bit more fear," It was a complete madman. "

"This kind of guy should be destroyed humanely!" Folce thought, he couldn't help but shuddered, and said, "Is he a cultist?"

"Maybe, but there is no clue ... he is an outstanding painter on the surface and is very famous internationally, if not his students and friends have disappeared more than five in recent years, which has attracted our attention, saying It may not be discovered until he is completely mad and out of control as a monster. "Hugh said here, suddenly paused, and then said," At the time, his law enforcement squad was arrested and he opened his hidden basement. They all vomited, there were terrible corpses that were mutated one after another, and one after another thrilling but wonderfully charming oil paintings ... "

"Abominable guy, but also a very attractive story." Foer thought for a while, and asked, "Is he a 'devil'?"

"No, he's a 'psychologist'." Hugh denied his friend's guess.

"... You sentenced him to death?" Fols asked expectantly.

Hugh shook his head and said:

"His defense lawyer convinced me that he is better suited as a seal researcher."

"Also a lawyer? You have a lawyer in the anomalous court? Aren't they all direct trials?" Fols asked in surprise.

Hugh ignored the long hair of Huang Lidao:

"We have some extraordinary people inside the 'lawyer' path, they also need to play, of course, they don't know they are playing."

"Okay." Furth yawned again, pointing to the easy chair by the fireplace. "I'll sleep for a while, oh, aren't you going to work?"

"You can take time off," Hugh responded concisely.

Furth didn't ask again, walked near the fireplace, and fell down.

Two or three hours later, she woke up and meditated for a quarter of an hour.

Next, she found out the extraordinary characteristics and auxiliary materials of the "traveler" given by her teacher Dorian Gray Abraham and formulated a bottle of potion.

The color of the potion is white but transparent, just like half-snow water melted, and light green bubbles sometimes appear in it.

Firth took the potion, looked at the friend who was guarding next to him, and smiled:

"If I'm out of control, don't hesitate and just cut off my head.

"No, pray first, maybe there is a chance for salvation."

"..." Nodded slowly, "Keep it as it is."

Furth exhaled silently, no longer hesitated, lifted the bottle of potion, and grunted into his mouth.

Suddenly, she felt a light after another in her body and in front of her eyes, they rushed on, opening door after door.

Firth's consciousness entered one of them irresistibly, and the whole body became transparent and disappeared.

In this state of floating thoughts, Firth almost couldn't find her self-awareness. Fortunately, she has been tortured recently, she is quite strong, and she can still feel the four special coordinates in the spiritual realm from time to time. A little sober came over.

I don't know how long after that, she found that she had gone deep into the spiritual realm, and it was difficult to distinguish the specific place, and she could not find the "road" to go back.

With the help of those four special coordinates, Firth slowly "walked" back to the familiar place, getting rid of the dense superimposed color blocks and the thin diffuse mist, and walked out of the spirit world.

The role of those four special coordinates is not only to help me find the way back, but also to effectively maintain my self-consciousness ... The teacher is only the sequence 7, without practical experience, the knowledge will be unavoidable ... With his head turned, he turned his eyes to Hugh, and smiled slightly:

"I am a 'traveler'."

Hugh relaxed, and asked curiously:

"What extraordinary capabilities are there?"

"The main thing is that there is one more" transport ", and" invisible hand ". In addition, the extraordinary ability of the demigod that I can record has been increased to four, and the specific effect should be close to the sequence 4 ..." Examined the road.

She immediately raised her hand and drew a tarot card from the room for divination.

It was a man with a scepter pointing to the sky with his right hand, a pendant pointing to the ground with his left hand, and holy grail, scepter, sword, star coin and other items placed in front of him.

"Magic" card.

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The longest night of the year is the birthday of the "night goddess", commonly known as the winter ceremony.

On this day, all the believers of the night will go to the nearby church to witness the sun setting, the night is coming, then participate in mass, enjoy the sacrament, listen to the choir singing, and do various activities.

1350 was a heavy year for Ruen ’s believers in the night. The fierce war and rising prices at the same time lost their good mood, but this winter day, they still walked out of the house. This is because of the night. The church will hold a super-mass in the main squares to soothe the souls that have passed away.

At the same time, multiple foundations will also distribute food pancakes at mass sites, and those who receive them can get corresponding items at any relief point, any church, which has led to the followers of the storm, There are also steam devotees heading to the nearest square.

West End, Memorial Day Square, where George III was killed.

Audrey, wearing a black cloak, and a large golden-haired dog Susie in a small leather bag, walked so purely between the nobles that her face looked normal, but there was a little pain and guilt hidden in it.

She had obtained the blood of the old psychic dragon, prepared the "manipulator" potion, and put it in the small bag on Su Qian's back.

Su Qian is already the "hypnotherapist" of Sequence 6. Audrey believes that not many people at the scene can find her anomaly and steal things from her.

——The blood of the old psychic dragon comes from the "Hidden" Capella. It is said that it was obtained from the "Mysterious Queen". Audrey paid a full 3,000 pounds to buy it.

This is in line with her expectations, because she did n’t really want to get the materials from psychological alchemy. After all, her immediate supervisor Herwin Rambis died only a few months. She was collecting the items needed for promotion, which is unavoidable. Doubt, and the remaining members of the Psychological Alchemy have the ability and wisdom to notice this.

Moreover, as a demigod, you have to contact the members of the Psychological Alchemy Jury. According to Mr. "World", there may be angels in the spiritual field hidden inside. I still have to prepare for a while, and have suitable opportunities and excuses Then, consider upgrading the status of the meeting ... First conceal the strength for a period of time ... Audrey, pulled up by the blonde, carried the skirt and slowly moved to the predetermined position.

Along the way, a number of nobles extended her a friendly hand, hoping to help this beautiful and noble but fragile girl pass through the crowds, through obstacles, but these were blocked by Count Hall.

He asked the eldest son, Hibbert, to take charge of the younger daughter, walked in front of his wife, and turned around from time to time to look at Beckland's most dazzling gem.

It didn't take long for the family to reach their destination. The archbishop of the Church of the Beckland in the dark night, Holy Anthony Stevenson, stepped onto the platform in a black-red robe.

He looked around, raised his right hand, and clicked clockwise on his chest:

"Praise the beauty god!"

When the followers responded, the saint's low voice made everyone audibly say:

"Today is a celebration of the night, but the goddess responded with mercy.

"He has compassion for every mother who has lost her child, for every lonely child, and for every person who has suffered great pain.

"He said, all this will come to an end, and all this suffering will come to silence and sleep."