Chapter 621: Chronicles of Sightings

Franca couldn't see the figure's specific appearance clearly, but she could vaguely find that there were abnormally tall buildings standing around him, with lights like stars reflecting into the thin mist.

Further away, beams of light shone over, and the sound of *beep-beep-beep* was faint.

This... Franca's pupils dilated, her gaze fixed.

Her heart was filled with huge shock, and there was no room for the negative effects brought by Naporedesli's crazy curse.

She almost instinctively, with all her strength, looked toward the figure, trying to penetrate the obstruction of the layers of gray fog to see the other party's face and clothes clearly, but the thin mist became increasingly blurry, along with the scenes it brought, disappearing.

It was only three or four seconds before the mirror placed on the altar returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mian glanced at Flores, who was still wandering in the residual gray fog, and asked about Franca's situation.

Franca stared at the mirror and was silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Did you see the scene reflected in the mirror just now?"

"I saw it." Lu Mian thought for a while and said, "Perhaps that represents Mr. 'Fool's' divine kingdom."

They were praying to Mr. "Fool" just now, holding an "Exorcism," so the scene presented by the mirror used for deception and not actually functioning under the influence of the ritual was likely related to Mr. "Fool."

Franca's lips moved as she said:

"However, however, the background is very similar to the situation in the city where my sister and I were before we crossed over. There were times when we encountered heavy fog, and it was like that. Every building became a giant monster sleeping in the fog, and they had countless eyes, glowing eyes."

Lu Mian could understand Franca's mood, but he didn't feel strange about the corresponding street scene.

He reminded his companion:

"Did you forget that Celestial Worthy?

"He is closely related to your hometown, and He fought with Mr. 'Fool' in a dream. I think it's entirely understandable that similar scenes eroded into reality through the ritual."

Franca was silent for a long time before sighing:

"Also..."

She then laughed at herself:

"Excited for nothing."

Lu Mian calmed down the negative effects brought by Naporedesli, extinguished the candles in order, and ended the ritual.

By the time Franca lifted the "Spirituality Wall" and the sound of the wind "scraped" away the last bit of thin gray fog, Flores seemed to have returned to reality, no longer confused and unable to find the exit.

Seeing Lu Mian and Franca, his complexion became increasingly gray and pale.

He was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy when his body felt a sudden sharp pain.

Flores lowered his head instinctively and discovered that black, nearly illusory sewage was seeping out from his body. They seemed to have strong corrosiveness, quickly dissolving his blood, flesh, and white bones.

"No!"

"Save me!"

"Save me!"

Flores let out a miserable scream.

He shouted repeatedly, trying to seek help, but Lu Mian watched with interest, as if studying what the price paid by those who trade with devils really was.

In less than ten seconds, Flores's body was corroded to the point where it could no longer support itself, collapsing with a *thud*, immersed in a piece of nearly illusory black sewage.

Flores's head kept wailing and screaming, the sound getting smaller and smaller.

After a while, he opened his eyes and lost his breath.

The head that was still relatively intact soon dissolved into that piece of sewage.

The sewage retreated from its illusory state, no longer having an evil and mysterious feeling, and the residue left by the corpse was all foul-smelling, filthy mud.

"Those who trade with devils don't have a good end..." Franca had just sighed when she remembered her previous excitement.

She laughed dryly twice and then said:

"Fortunately, I didn't trade with that ancient devil who called himself that, but I also lost a chance to eliminate the hidden dangers of using the 'Power Holder's Black Box'."

Lu Mian laughed:

"Think about it carefully.

"I remember the 'instructions for use' given by Ms. 'Magician' emphasized that one might encounter a transaction from evil creatures like devils.

"Remember? It's encountering a transaction, not completing a transaction.

"You have already encountered it, but just didn't accept it, and that guy didn't force you."

Franca pondered seriously:

"Don't say, it really seems to be like this..."

She "tsk"ed and looked at Lu Mian:

"You choosing the 'Lawyer' pathway should also have a bright future...

"Actually, I think this is normal. The 'Power Holder's Black Box' is at most equivalent to Sequence 5. Using it once means one less time. How can the negative effect be trading with a devil? As far as I know, 'Devil' is the high-sequence name of the 'Criminal' pathway. What does that represent? It represents a demigod!

"Um, it's just encountering a transaction, not completing a transaction, so there is room for maneuver. However, it's also very dangerous. Evil creatures like devils are not philanthropists. Why did they let you go temporarily if you didn't trade with them? And, it's impossible to predict when you will encounter it, so it's hard to prepare in advance."

Lu Mian laughed:

"If you can't predict it, then try the opposite. After using the 'Power Holder's Black Box,' be well-prepared, actively create an opportunity to trade with evil creatures like devils, and let the rhythm and risk of the matter always be under your control. For example, 'invite' a devil to the Saint-Vierve Cathedral to talk about the transaction."

The cathedral of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" church in Trier, Saint-Vierve Cathedral!

Franca laughed out loud:

"A devil isn't a living corpse whose brain has been eaten. How could he go to Saint-Vierve Cathedral to seek death..."

Speaking of this, Franca suddenly paused:

Saint-Vierve Cathedral definitely wouldn't work, but there were several similar, hidden occasions that they mastered, which might not be impossible.

For example, the sacrificial square on the third floor of the catacombs, for example, the Krismana night pillar...

"Not bad." Franca praised Lu Mian, "We were always passively enduring and waiting when encountering the negative effects of magical artifacts before, and never thought about actively triggering them. The style of a 'Hunter' is really distinct."

"Active" means being able to be well-prepared in advance, reducing the degree of danger to the minimum.

Of course, "active" might not necessarily trigger it, but such a way of thinking cannot be missing.

Lu Mian raised his head and looked out the window:

"Flores's scream seems to have attracted the attention of the surrounding residents, and someone has called the police. Let's leave here first, and then look at this notebook."

While speaking, he put away the ancient notebook and items like candles placed on the dining table.

"Alright." Franca scanned the room, and black flames ignited in different places.

While the flames burned quietly, Lu Mian took Franca and "Teleported" away, returning to the guest room of Captain Pedro's five-story building.

"You flip through the notebook first to see if there is a way to lift the 'Love Spell.' I'll go confirm Sarah's condition and tell Pedro about Flores's problem and ending, letting him deal with the 'Mother Goddess of Earth' church and the local police." Lu Mian threw the ancient notebook to Franca, walked out the door himself, and entered the corridor.

Franca sat comfortably in the armchair and spread out the notebook.

Suddenly, she muttered to herself:

"Something's not right. Based on Lu Mian's style, shouldn't he have flipped through the notebook immediately after the ritual ended to find a way to lift the 'Love Spell'? Why did he chat with me about other things for a long time, and only left in a hurry when the police came?

"He shouldn't be unable to distinguish what the current focus is..."

As thoughts raced, Franca suddenly had an epiphany:

Naporedesli's terrifying whispers and crazy curses still had a certain influence on Lu Mian, causing his desires and emotions to show relatively large fluctuations. Although he endured it by relying on the "Ascetic's" ability, there were inevitably some external manifestations.

Thinking of this, Franca's eyes moved, and the corners of her mouth curled up, laughing "hehe."

Lu Mian met Pedro in the small living room on the first floor.

Before he could explain Flores's situation, the captain said with a look of surprise:

"Mr. Berry, Sarah found me a few minutes ago, crying in fear and pain, saying that she had a dream of falling in love with Flores before and couldn't wake up no matter what, but she suddenly woke up tonight, feeling that it was a nightmare, and hoped to break off the engagement.

"How did you do it?"

Pedro subconsciously changed to a respectful address.

Woke up? Because Flores died? No, it's more likely because Naporedesli was driven away by "Exorcism," so the people affected by the "Evil Ghost" in this event naturally returned to normal... Lu Mian guessed and said with a smile:

"Flores is already dead."

"You killed him?" Pedro clearly didn't reject killing, and was more curious about how Flores's death actually made his daughter wake up.

"A devil killed him." Lu Mian briefly explained the process, not directly saying Naporedesli's name, but handed the "Love Spell" slip of paper clipped in the ancient notebook to Pedro to look at for a few moments.

At the end, he said:

"You handle the rest.

"It's best for Sarah to live in a church or convent for the next month or two. I don't know if that devil will come to see the victim again after recovering."

"Alright." Pedro gritted his teeth and looked solemn at times.

After receiving the reward of 20,000 gold liso, Lu Mian returned to his guest room.

Franca held the ancient notebook and frowned, saying:

"This is not a notebook of an evil wizard, but more like a chronicle of a curiosity seeker, recording various demon and devil legends in the Northern and Southern Continents for thousands of years

"Hmm... inside, it's interspersed with some strange, seemingly fabricated incantations."

"One of them mentions that there were legends of devils on Hant Island in the Berserk Sea."

Lu Mian understood the point Franca was concerned about as soon as he heard it:

The descendant of the devil that Naporedesli mentioned wanting to kill lived somewhere in the Berserk Sea!

(End of chapter)