Chapter 475

"You've recovered." Jenna reminded Lu Mian in a low voice.

She didn't dare to speak loudly because she was afraid of stimulating her companion and making him appear with that kind of anomaly again; besides, she was also worried about attracting the gaze of that giant who was shrouded in smoke and torrential rain, unable to see the specific appearance, but felt very dangerous.

Lu Mian looked violently into Jenna's eyes, seeing himself in them returned to a normal state.

He answered subconsciously:

"This represents that the 'Inn ritual' that those evil god believers secretly carried out using me as a template has ended..."

Speaking of this, Lu Mian suddenly became alert and quickly looked around.

Since the "Inn ritual" ended, then according to the experience just now, the evil god's gift recipients in the other twelve "rooms" should also have entered here!

Lu Mian, as far as his eyes could see, saw a strange area paved with light black stone bricks nearby.

Except for not extending toward that magnificent city in the distance and the giant figure in the weather chaos, it almost filled Lu Mian's field of vision.

And every twenty or thirty meters, there stood a gray-white stone pillar, the stone pillar being as thick as three or four people hugging, with parts already collapsed and parts pointing straight to the high sky, blocking the line of sight of Lu Mian and Jenna looking into the distance.

The sky supported by the stone pillars presented a peculiar transparency, as if something was burning quietly there, but couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

This brought a certain amount of light, the brightness close to the dusk of a broken battlefield, allowing Lu Mian, who didn't have "Dark Vision," to see clearly various things within the range even without creating crimson fireballs.

He didn't find the evil god's gift recipients like Lady Puallis.

"The guests of the 'Inn' didn't come in? Or, they were scattered to different places, and the arrival position was random?" Lu Mian asked himself as if posing a question.

This time, he didn't mutter in his heart, hoping Jenna could grasp corresponding information.

Although Jenna didn't understand what "random" was, she roughly understood what Lu Mian meant.

She didn't pursue the question and introduced the topic to the most important thing:

"What to do now?"

At the same time, a certain association arose in Jenna's heart:

"The 'Inn' was created using Charles as a template... According to the occult knowledge involved in the Witch's curse, could it be that he also has an evil god's gift recipient living inside him? Uh... he seemed to have mentioned before that he had Mr. 'Fool's' seal on him, sealing that evil god's gift recipient? The change just now was actually similar to the influence of the curse, just because of the existence of the seal, it didn't cause serious consequences?"

What to do? Lu Mian looked at the giant figure wandering amidst smoke, torrential rain, lightning, fire, etc., with a blurry outline, and laughed:

"The most necessary thing to do now is to pull away from that giant."

"We run in the opposite direction of that city, find a hidden place to hide, see what changes there will be later, and strive to find an exit as soon as possible."

Although Lu Mian felt the strong attraction of that giant and that city to himself, as if constantly calling him over, he didn't have the angel status and didn't need to bear the magnet-like attraction, wouldn't be unable to control himself and lean toward that direction, and could measure the pros and cons and the situation more rationally and clearly.

That giant looked very dangerous at a glance, absolutely a creature possessing divinity, and probably still in a crazy state; what would he, a Sequence 6 "Conspirator," use to approach it? I'm afraid just looking at it would lead to losing control!

And if that city was really the Trier of the Fourth Epoch, there must be quite a few demigods who died inside, some of whom probably became undead creatures like the old bones, and would also emit various kinds of pollution; Lu Mian, even with Mr. "Fool's" seal and the aura of the "Blood Emperor" Alista Tudor, didn't feel he could be as relaxed, free, and fearless as when he returned to Cordu Village before the pollution.

If he entered the Trier of the Fourth Epoch with such an idea, he might just turn into a monster that had lost its sanity, wandered forever, and sealed an angel in the blink of an eye.

After speaking, Lu Mian turned his body and sprinted away in the opposite direction of the giant figure in the changing weather, away from the magnificent city.

Must pull away as soon as possible; no one knows if that wandering giant will make a sound!

And the sound of many high-ranking beings without control was an injury that mid-to-low sequence Beyonders couldn't defend against.

Jenna believed in the experienced Charles and followed closely behind this companion, bypassing one gray-white stone pillar after another, and went deep into this area paved with light black stone bricks.

While running, Lu Mian's brows frowned slightly.

He felt that after experiencing the battle in the world within the painting and doing "Spirit World Traversal" multiple times, his spirituality was greatly consumed; if he encountered an accident again, he really didn't know how long he could hold on.

Must think of a way to recover some spirituality... Reality is the middle of the night, hide until six o'clock in the morning? Lu Mian thought while running.

…………

Inside the fake Market District flipped to the ground, the torrential rain poured onto the bodies of Safali and the other "rooms."

They were standing on the street side opposite the Breeze Dance Hall, with light of different colors lighting up on their chests.

One figure after another drilled out, penetrated the void, fell into that patch of deep darkness, and fell into the iron-black door stained with blood and red rust in the depths of the darkness.

Safali gazed at this scene, her empty eyes and stiff expression suddenly gaining a bit more sadness, her brown long hair already soaked through.

Gabriel beside her revealed obvious joy, his voice drifting as he asked:

"Is the matter over?

"Can we be together forever?"

Safali's face, full of rainwater, twisted, and she said to Gabriel:

"You leave here quickly, stay away from me!"

"Why?" Gabriel couldn't understand.

Safali's mission as an "Inn room" had been completed, so there shouldn't be anything else, right?

The monster would return to the monster's daily life.

Safali said painfully:

"The guests have left, so the 'Inn' rooms have no value for existence..."

Before she finished speaking, a pair of transparent dragonfly-like wings suddenly grew from behind her back, and the patterns on them were one cold, indifferent eye after another that had opened.

Silently, Safali's body collapsed; the lake-blue dress that was soaked through lost its support and fell to the ground; on top of it was a mass of squirming flesh, each mass of flesh having dragonfly-like, very dreamy wings and a large number of eye-like patterns.

What was still relatively complete of Safali was her head, which was surrounded by blood dragonflies; wheat ears and a few mushrooms grew on her face, and one raindrop after another hit there and slid down.

She opened her mouth that seemed to lead to another world, and her voice became sharp:

"We are not gift recipients, just works of the fairies!

"Run!"

Gabriel stared at Safali, who was composed of one blood dragonfly after another and a struggling head, and an indescribable sadness appeared on his empty and indifferent face.

In the environment where torrential rain and sunlight coexisted, he instinctively ran a few steps out, then stopped.

This playwright turned around and walked back to Safali step by step.

The corners of his mouth lifted, and he smiled, both detached and stiff and quite gentle:

"I forgot, I'm already a monster, where can I go?

"I'm very happy you finally let me run on my own."

Gabriel said while bending his body, letting his knees touch the ground and the accumulated water.

He embraced the countless blood dragonflies and Safali's struggling head, then kissed the lips that had wheat ears and mushrooms growing on them, kissing deeply.

*Pop, pop, pop*, those blood dragonflies used their wings to cut his flesh, drilled into his body, and absorbed his life.

He was still kissing.

*Clatter, clatter*, the torrential rain hit both of them.

Not long after, that pair of transparent dreamy wings drilled out from behind Gabriel, stained with blood.

Amidst the hair-raising gnawing sound, Gabriel's body collapsed and melted, and Safali's head did the same.

In the final bloodstain, "dragonflies" with strange shapes like meat lumps, vibrating transparent wings, flew up, like bright fireworks blooming in the torrential rain.

Suddenly, scorching sunlight fell, shrouding this area, shrouding those bodies that had anomalies.

Not far away, Angouleme, Valentine, and Imre simultaneously half-opened their arms.

Returning to St. Robert's Church, not within the range of the world within the painting, they were not affected by the ritual just now, didn't appear with the reversal of true and fake, remained on the ground, and arrived at the Breeze Dance Hall area after the situation stabilized.

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Erato District, Sacred Heart Monastery.

The violent wind and torrential rain and thunder and lightning surrounded that golden sun, but couldn't stop the sunlight from filtering out for the time being.

This made the entrance at the Breeze Dance Hall location become blurry and appear with shaking, but it hadn't disappeared yet, and the world within the painting flipped to the ground gradually became illusory, increasingly close to returning to the rock wall.

"Magician" and "Justice," after shaking off the erosion of the sunlight, discovered that the two of them had lost the trace of "Lady Moon."

The former immediately let one brilliant star after another light up around her body, and the same in her eyes.

Soon, she "saw" the figure of "Lady Moon."

This evil god's attendant didn't make any disguise, forcibly entering that patch of darkness that was already unstable and that mysterious and illusory iron-black door.

Starlight flashed, and the two Major Arcana cards, "Magician" and "Justice," also arrived outside the Breeze Dance Hall.

Both were a bit hesitant, not knowing whether they should chase in.

At this time, "Justice" gave a light *eh*:

"I feel the attraction and summoning of the underground to me has become very, very weak..."

The reason they had scruples just now was because once they entered the depths of the underground, entered that Trier of the Fourth Epoch, for a demigod, they would bear great and abnormally terrifying pollution.

Those evil god believers didn't matter; anyway, they were already crazy in essence, at most crazy in a more complex and thorough way, but they had to consider this problem.

"The pollution has become weak?" "Magician" was stunned for a moment.

As far as she knew, the existences that could make this phenomenon happen were currently only two:

One was Mr. "Fool" or "Fu Sheng Xuan Huang Tianzun," who could bind the various pollutions inside that Trier of the Fourth Epoch by briefly strengthening the power of the seal, thereby weakening them.

Another was the god who had initially mastered the greatest anomaly underground:

"The Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God, the Master behind the shadow curtain, the Controller of the mental world, the fallen self-nature of all living beings."

(End of chapter)