Chapter 817: Super Double

After Wanake's figure disappeared from the surface of the mirror, Lu Mian reluctantly put the books on the table into his "Traveler's Bag."

He stood up, left the room, walked to Zhu Li's door, and knocked twice gently.

Zhu Li opened the door quickly, clutching the quilt to her chest, her shoulders exposed, like two piles of snow reflecting moonlight in the night.

"I didn't mean to harass you!" she said with a hint of anticipation.

Lu Mian said to himself:

"Wanake invited me to deal with Gusin and Albus together, right in the ruins of the Dades Agricultural Company."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhu Li's response, Lu Mian turned his body, walked down the stairs sleeping in the night, and gradually merged with the darkness.

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In the hollow filled with the fog of war, in front of the four statues facing each other, Gusin, wearing a top hat, said to Albus, who was wearing a black jacket with red patterns:

"It's impossible to determine whether those clues related to Wanake are bait, and whether we will step into a trap later."

Albus put his hands in his pockets and laughed:

"That's why we came here.

"Regardless of whether there is a trap, or what kind of trap it is, as long as our power is strong enough, we can make their conspiracy ineffective and let them swallow the bitter fruit of failure themselves."

Gusin nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, I once heard a saying: no matter how many eggs unite, they cannot break a stone. What we need to do now is turn ourselves into stones.

"Last time, we weren't sure if we could lock onto Wanake, so we didn't risk activating the altar's most powerful force to avoid waste. Now, we can give Wanake a 'surprise'."

Albus laughed "hehe":

"It was a good thing it wasn't used last time. The illusion might have made Wanake concentrate all the targets we wanted to deal with together, so we could solve them all at once."

Speaking of this, Albus looked around and sneered:

"I thought Lu Mian would return here these past few days, so I specifically asked you to leave the 'Lamp of Calamity' on the altar to induce him to use it. I didn't expect him to be such a coward."

"He should have been here." Gusin had a detailed grasp of the terrain around the altar. "He tried to destroy the statues many times but failed, which caused the altar to draw a certain amount of power from the earth to repair itself, causing minor changes in details. Hmm, I really didn't expect him to be able to endure that kind of craving and summoning and not light the 'Lamp of Calamity' on the spot. Among 'Hunters,' this kind of self-control is an outlier among outliers."

Albus lifted his chin:

"Hurry up and perform the ritual.

"Hehe, first check if the 'Lamp of Calamity' has been replaced or added with anything. A 'Hunter' who doesn't do some destruction really doesn't live up to the name of this pathway."

"Are you looking down on my caution?" Gusin laughed, approached the half-height stone platform, and picked up the lamp filled with semi-solid, semi-liquid light yellow grease.

He first observed it carefully for a while, then sniffed the smell emitted by the oil lamp, and finally put his finger in and tapped twice near the wick.

Gusin then withdrew his finger, letting the scorching white flame burn the light yellow grease stained on it.

A scent with a hint of warmth, charm, hidden fragrance, and rust quickly drilled into his nose. He half-closed his eyes and nodded gently:

"No problem."

Albus laughed accordingly:

"Where did you learn the production method and corresponding secret ritual of the 'Lamp of Calamity'? It's quite magical."

"You'll know later. After completing this matter, we will be true companions," Gusin said with a smile.

He turned his body, faced the four statues and the "Lamp of Calamity," and took out a palm-sized blue-clothed tin soldier from a hidden pocket in his clothes and placed it on the half-height stone platform.

Isn't it just Fourth Epoch Trier? What's so hard to guess, and it still needs to be kept secret... Companions, hehe... Albus began to move backward, trying hard to distance himself from Gusin.

This was an instinctive choice to guard against accidents.

In the end, Albus stopped fourteen or fifteen meters away, watching Gusin light the oil lamp through the thick fog, sit cross-legged on the ground, and enter a meditative state to complete the secret experience.

It was only ten seconds or so when Gusin "saw" a thick fog in the seductive hidden fragrance.

Unlike the fog of war in the hollow, this fog was stained with a dark color.

It shrouded a city that could not be seen to the edge, only vaguely showing some outlines.

Gusin floated toward a certain place in a half-dazed, half-sober state, very familiarly.

I don't know how long it took, he arrived in front of a high tower that only remained as a black shadow, descended rapidly, and entered the bottom that revealed a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

There seemed to be a well here, a well that merged into the darkness.

Gusin kept repeating the purpose of this secret ritual to resist the increasingly serious confusion.

He approached the well and cast his gaze inside.

He then "saw" the moss-covered strip stones, "saw" the iron-black chains locked on the inner wall of the ancient well, the reliefs on the surface of the chains were blurry, and it was difficult to distinguish the specific appearance.

"Can I see the situation on the inner wall of the ancient well?

"It wasn't possible before...

"Is the effect so good this time because I am getting closer and closer to the great existence?" Gusin was pleasantly surprised.

He excitedly shifted his gaze to the dark water surface in the ancient well.

The dark and deep well water gently rippled, gradually condensing into a figure.

Gusin tried his best to look, and suddenly saw pieces of brown tree bark.

They were embedded in a face, bringing unspeakable horror and terror.

"Tree bark..." Gusin was startled and at the same time, intense doubt emerged.

Why would tree bark appear here?

Shouldn't it be steel and blood?

Gusin instinctively lowered his head and looked at his hands, finding that pieces of brown, slightly rusty tree bark were also protruding from the back of his hands.

This... Gusin's pupils dilated sharply, and he cast his gaze toward the surface of the dark and deep well water again.

He saw clearly the figure reflected on it.

That was himself!

His face was occupied by mottled tree bark!

The next second, these tree barks squirmed at the same time, concave inward, and stained with flesh color.

They turned into one wet spore after another embedded in the flesh and blood. These spores bloomed one after another, seemingly spitting out countless naked little people.

Gusin's fear broke through the limit, he opened his eyes suddenly, and got rid of the secret experience just now.

Hu... While he was panting, he saw the tin soldier placed on the half-height stone platform expand rapidly, soon becoming three or four meters high, and his eyes were iron-black, no longer the dark red light of violent burning.

The spear held by this tin soldier was quickly covered with scorching white flames with blue.

"Success..." Gusin calmed down and was no longer so tense.

He felt that the abnormality that appeared just now was brought about by his getting closer and closer to the great existence, which was a deepening of previous secret experiences, so there were obvious differences and more details were shown.

"I am stronger..." Gusin stood up, reached out his right hand, and extinguished the "Lamp of Calamity" that was still burning.

"Is this the soldier puppet with part of the strength and status of an 'Iron-Blooded Knight'?" Albus walked back slowly from more than ten meters away.

"Yes, it can be treated as a weakened 'Iron-Blooded Knight,' not comparable to Wanake," Gusin answered confidently.

He hadn't had time to examine what benefits and knowledge he had gained from the secret experience.

After walking a few steps, Albus stopped suddenly.

He looked at Gusin and showed a playful smile:

"Your hair has grown long."

My hair has grown long... Gusin turned his head and found that his brown hair had grown from above his ears to his cheeks.

He suddenly had a guess:

Did the harvest of this secret experience bring me closer to the "Witch" pathway?

With such suspicion, he lowered his head.

Sure enough, he saw his chest slowly protruding, topping his shirt, cashmere sweater, and suit jacket.

Almost at the same time, Gusin smelled a faint milky fishy smell.

Milky fishy smell... Gusin was stunned again.

Does a "Witch" mutation cause this situation?

He was about to ask Albus what other changes he had, when he saw this collaborator retreating step by step.

He then felt the three or four-meter-high tin soldier behind him bend his waist and back, and in the sound of metal collision and friction, brought his head to his ear.

The tin soldier made a voice full of metallic texture, and he whispered:

"Mom."

"Mom... me?" Gusin lowered his head blankly, finding that his abdomen was bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, his brain buzzed, and he felt a sense of rebirth.

Albus, who was retreating slowly to avoid triggering abnormalities, saw Gusin looking at him, showing a smile full of maternal radiance, while those blue eyes were icy and unusually evil.

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Rumble!

A huge explosion occurred in a block in the suburbs with a volcanic crater. Scorching white fireballs gathered together, rolling and rising into mid-air, gradually stained with crimson color, creating thick smoke.

At the Dades Agricultural Company, which had become ruins, Lu Mian and Wanake, hiding in the underground secret room, both noticed the movement that almost brought an earthquake.

According to the direction of the earthquake, Lu Mian quickly had a guess:

"That hollow filled with the fog of war?

"A violent explosion occurred there?

"Albus and Gusin wanted to prepare before dealing with Wanake, so they lit the oil lamp I added seasoning to, and then an accident happened?"

Lu Mian immediately shouted to Wanake:

"The situation has changed!"

After speaking, he left the shadow creature state and directly "teleported" to the corresponding block.

He didn't choose the entrance of the hollow with the fog of war as his destination, fearing that the explosion just now was bait made by Albus and Gusin!

Only "Hunters" know how insidious "Hunters" are!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 818 =====