Chapter 459: Unexpected Target (Seeking monthly votes at the start of the month)

Golden Rooster Hotel, Room 207.

After Lu Mian reported the situation to the "Magician" lady, he left here and went to the second floor of the Breeze Dance Hall.

Next, he wanted to see if the creature that had locked onto him from a distant place and tried to approach at high speed while he was observing Miss Safali's oil painting using the "Spectator Glasses" would come to "visit" late at night, just like dealing with Gabriel.

He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and brewed sleep very relaxedly.

He had great confidence in the "Magician" lady. This holder of the Tarot Club's Major Arcana card seemed to be able to make a move from a very long distance and was the nemesis of that kind of strange creature that was hard to touch.

Lu Mian's thoughts gradually blurred, and he entered a deep sleep.

In the thin mist, he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel and saw that every floor of this slightly crooked building had light shining from behind the glass windows, while Gabriel, wearing a white shirt, dark jacket, black trousers, and unlaced leather shoes, sat on the steps at the entrance.

This playwright's face was slightly transparent, and his eyes had an indescribable sense of detachment.

After seeing Lu Mian, he stood up abruptly, revealing an obvious smile.

Lu Mian stopped his footsteps vigilantly and looked at him:

"What are you doing here?"

Gabriel restrained his smile and said with an eager face:

"Leave Trier quickly!

"It will become very dangerous here!"

Lu Mian frowned and asked back:

"What did you discover?"

Gabriel looked left and right and said:

"I don't know what they are doing, I only know that this will destroy the entire Trier!"

They... Lu Mian immediately asked:

"Are you living in the 'Hostel'? Where is the 'Hostel'?"

Gabriel's expression revealed a bit of confusion:

"You need to be like me to enter, or get the consent of the fairies.

"I don't know how to arrive; I just arrived at the door directly."

Sure enough, the "Hostel" is closely related to fairies... Gabriel relies on the contamination he encountered to change his state of existence and can arrive at the "Hostel" like "Teleportation"? Lu Mian's thoughts turned, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Why did you choose to go to the 'Hostel'? Forced by them?"

"No." Gabriel shook his head, his voice becoming soft, "It was my own will. Miss Safali came to pick me up personally. I couldn't refuse. This is what I wanted."

A faint happiness flowed on his face.

Miss Safali was the one who contaminated Gabriel and took him to the "Hostel"... Lu Mian suddenly felt a bit sad:

"Do you know you've turned into a monster?"

Gabriel was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I know, but I won't harm anyone!"

He paused and said again:

"My script has already achieved success, and I have the fame and income I wanted most before. In this regard, I have no regrets. I just want to be with Miss Safali now, regardless of whether she is a human or a monster."

Lu Mian didn't rebuke or scold. He looked at Gabriel and sighed long:

"I can understand your mood and thoughts."

Gabriel revealed a grateful expression and said sincerely:

"After becoming a monster, I seem to be able to see a certain future, so I knew you would come to find me and request Miss Safali to let me stay in the room for two more days to say goodbye to you. She agreed. She is also not a pure monster!"

Lu Mian's heart moved, and he used a seductive tone:

"Do you need me to save you and Miss Safali from the 'Hostel'?"

"Can you?" Gabriel's face twisted, but his eyes were full of longing, as if his body and spirit were not in the same world.

Lu Mian stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"There is hope, but you need to tell me all the details."

Gabriel's expression was sometimes empty, sometimes indifferent, sometimes excited, sometimes longing, sometimes repulsive. All his inner struggles were expressed on his face in the most intuitive way.

Just then, he reached out his palm, his eyes becoming extremely fearful.

Silently, Gabriel's figure shattered, and the Golden Rooster Hotel, along with the thin mist, also shattered.

Lu Mian opened his eyes abruptly and saw the ceiling of the bedroom on the second floor of the Breeze Dance Hall.

Just now was a dream, but it was so real.

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Memorial Hall District.

Franca, carrying the "Primordial Demoness" statue, followed the man in the black cloak in an invisible state.

The other party seemed to have very rich anti-tracking experience and sufficient skills, changing directions continuously, sometimes walking back for a distance.

If it weren't for the "Invisibility" and the bonus brought by the "Primordial Demoness" statue, Franca, who had been following very closely, would have almost been shaken off several times on the way.

Finally, the man in the black cloak stopped in front of an underground Trier entrance.

He half-turned his body and watched his palms under the crimson moonlight.

What is he doing? Reading his own palm? Franca, who was in an invisible state, shrank behind the gas street lamp pole nearby, watching with great confusion.

After a while, the man went down along the steel stairs and disappeared into the dim entrance.

Franca followed closely, following the other party deeper and deeper into underground Trier.

Twenty minutes passed, and the man in the black cloak turned into a closed tunnel.

He didn't know what he touched, but a stone door on the side rock wall opened with a creak.

Just a few meters away, Fu Lan Ka looked out and saw three lamps.

Those were three classic oil lamps, embedded in the stone wall, one high and two low.

Franca had stayed in Trier for a long time and had sufficient understanding of many situations here. She instantly had associations from the scene she saw:

Carbonari!

One of the symbols of the Carbonari who tried to overthrow the government was to light three lamps, one symbolizing the sun, located above, and the other two representing the moon and stars, located below.

The "Iron and Blood Cross Order" and the Carbonari were cooperating? Franca was both surprised and not so surprised.

In her view, the "Iron and Blood Cross Order" also had the idea of overthrowing the current government and ruling Intis itself, but now the focus was on the underground, on the entrance to that Trier of the Fourth Epoch.

The man in the black cloak flashed through the stone door that opened by itself, and Franca immediately saw thin, constantly changing white mist permeating inside.

This mist looked a bit familiar; it should have quite a big problem... Franca was hesitating whether to follow, when she felt something in the secret pocket vibrate gently.

Franca reached out to touch it, and her expression changed slightly.

What vibrated gently just now was that classic silver mirror, the classic silver mirror connected to the Mirror World underground!

Franca maintained a slightly stiff posture, watching the stone door close slowly, without taking a step forward.

…………

By the underground river where the sound of splashing echoed, a figure moved forward quickly along the water flow.

"He" didn't carry lighting tools like a carbide lamp or calcium carbide lamp, but was completely unaffected by the dark environment. Every step was very steady, accurately avoiding obstacles like pits and stones.

Jenna looked from behind the mottled stone pillar and found that there was a red light flickering at the position of the target's eyes from time to time.

She inhaled silently and took out the "Blood-Thirsty Arrow" with an ancient style from the black coat similar to leather armor.

Her combat experience couldn't be said to be little, but it definitely wasn't much, especially since she hadn't faced a Beyonder alone. She could only use all methods that could improve herself from the beginning, striving to do her best and reduce accidents.

Jenna abruptly inserted the obsidian broken arrow into her chest, feeling it absorb blood and come alive.

Taking advantage of the fact that the figure hadn't approached yet, she took out a handful of fluorescent powder and sprinkled it on herself.

This was accompanied by an inaudible Hermes incantation:

"Hide the body!"

Jenna's figure disappeared completely, and the sound of the splashing water of the underground river covered her movements.

Not long after, the figure with a red light flickering in the right eye arrived in this area.

Suddenly, the darkness under "his" feet came alive, condensing into pitch-black chains, wrapping "his" legs, "his" waist, and "his" torso from bottom to top.

This figure stopped abruptly, and the red light in the eyes shot out.

Behind "his" side, Jenna's figure was outlined quickly.

Until this moment, Jenna finally saw the target's appearance clearly. He was a man, carrying a gray-white cloth bag, wearing a dark gray monk-style robe. His face was dark, composed of mechanical creations like iron plates, gears, springs, screws, and cranks, while the position of the right eye was a bright red gemstone.

A monk from the Deep Valley Monastery? Jenna was shocked in her heart, not expecting that the target Will asked her to attack was actually a monk of the Church of "Steam and Machinery."

She and Franca had seen similar monks at the Deep Valley Quarry. They used machinery to transform parts of their bodies, which was very evil!

Facing such a target whose skull had turned into metal, Jenna gave up the original plan of chopping the back of the head with a fist. Her right palm condensed a ball of black flame, and in the sound of the wind, she pressed it toward the other party's head with force.

At the same time, red light shot out, burning through several shackles from the abyss, but this could only deal with the front. The shackles from other directions had already wrapped around this monk who had undergone mechanical transformation.

In the sound of a bang, Jenna directly patted the black flame into the target's head.

The quiet and evil black flame expanded instantly, burning the monk's spirit body and igniting his spirituality.

Jenna then relied on the extremely high speed and mobility brought by the "Blood-Thirsty Arrow" to continuously change positions around this monk, avoiding counterattacks.

At the same time, she kept looking for opportunities to attack the other party with the Witch's black flame to weaken him to the greatest extent, and supplemented with restrictive dark-type spells.

In less than two minutes, the monk who failed to break through fell to the ground with a clatter, weak to the point of fainting.

Jenna exhaled secretly and squatted down.

She picked up the other party's gray-white cloth bag, untied the rope, and took a look.

Inside were a large number of canned paints and one oil painting brush after another.

PS: Seeking monthly votes at the start of the month~

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 460 =====