Paints...paint brushes...After seeing the contents in the gray-white cloth bag, Jian Na was stunned for a full two seconds.
She then recalled the information provided by the "Purifier" and the various clues she and others had obtained during this period:
Pay attention to the group of painters and people who have a private hobby of painting. There may be supernatural powers hidden in their works!
"Is this monk someone who has a hobby of painting?
"Or is he sending paint and brushes to a certain painter?
"This is a very ordinary thing, but he chose to go deep underground in Trier. This cannot be explained by rushing..."
"Either there is a problem with his destination, or there is a problem with the painter he is looking for, or there may even be problems with both..."
A series of thoughts flashed through Jenna's mind, and she seriously suspected that this mechanically modified monk was related to the "hotel" that she and others were tracking down.
At this moment, there might be a "painter" with extraordinary power creating murals somewhere underground, which requires a lot of paint and tools to support!
Jenna groped for the unconscious monk's robe and found only a few extra coins and banknotes.
She put these things into a gray-white cloth bag, tied the rope, and looked at the various mechanical creations that made up half of the monk's body. She planned to use the witch's black flame to burn him again to make him fall into a deeper coma, and then carry him back.
On the ground, find Charles, Franca and Anthony for "interrogation".
After becoming a "witch", she has actually mastered the ritual magic related to "channeling". However, firstly, she has no practical experience and is worried about making mistakes and interrupting the clues. Secondly, she lacks a safe object to pray to, so she plans to let the experienced Lumian
Let Franka take care of it.
As soon as Jenna had this idea and was about to put it into practice, she saw multiple gears turning on their own on the unconscious monk's face.
They click, making every part come alive instantly, as if they have a life of their own.
The smaller half of the body composed of these mechanical creations was running wildly, quickly sucking in the flesh and blood of the other half of the body and turning it into mud.
It looked like a factory accident where an operator fell into a large piece of machinery.
Jenna immediately had a strong premonition of danger, but before she could react, the parts that made up the mechanical body suddenly pounced on her with flesh and blood.
In the sounds of clicking and creaking, she turned into a mirror, broken inch by inch.
Nearly ten meters away from the underground river, Jenna's figure was quickly outlined.
Without looking back, she took the gray-white cloth bag in her hand and the "bloodthirsty arrow" stuck in her chest, bypassed the rock wall at high speed, and fled to the ground.
Behind her, the sounds of metal friction and collision continued one after another, but they could not catch up, and the movements gradually became smaller.
Finally, Jenna heard the crisp sound of a large number of metal parts falling to the ground.
She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down her pace slightly.
After running to the underground floor of Trier with the street name, Jenna finally calmed down and quickly removed the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" from her chest.
She was already a little weak from blood loss.
But she was extremely grateful that she was cautious enough and did not remove the broken obsidian arrow stuck in the chest after the monk passed out. Instead, she completed the search with it.
If not, she would probably have been caught up by the living mechanical body before she could use this magical item again.
While Jenna was looking for the underground market avenue, she recalled the experience just now. She felt a sense of fear that the terrifying stories and terrifying abilities Franka and Charles had told her had finally come to reality:
The part of the monk that had undergone mechanical transformation actually mutated and became alive!
And the machines that came to life are devouring human flesh and blood!
This is the true appearance of the world of occultism. Extraordinary abilities are accompanied by all kinds of unimaginable dangers... Janna turned to the underground market avenue and walked towards the stairs connecting to the ground.
At the same time, she suspected that the strange monk she and Franka saw in the deep valley quarry, and that the evil secret cave was involved in the upcoming disaster.
…
When the stone door was completely closed and the dark tunnel became dead again, Franka left her hiding place, maintained her invisibility, and returned to the ground.
She thought back over and over again about the scene she had just seen, looking for the source of the familiarity that the ever-changing thin white mist brought to her.
Just when she was about to give up and use "Magic Mirror Divination" or "Dream Divination" to help get the answer, she finally remembered:
She and Jenna killed the man dressed as a wizard who gave the abnormality to the deep valley monastery underground. When they were "channelling" on the spot, a similar mist appeared in the mirror!
The opponent's exploded corpse then turned into blood mist, which also showed corresponding characteristics, but the color was different!
"007' said that when the 'Purifiers' tracked them to Deep Valley Town, the target group had already moved, and even the items on the altar were taken away. There were only traces of words left on some papers at the scene...
"Those words are Albert Goncourt, underground, riot and time... Albert Goncourt was one of the leaders of the Carbonari party... This... matches the three oil lamps I just saw.
!The 'Iron Cross' is cooperating with the Carbonari Party to brew a riot, even involving some monks in the Deep Valley Monastery?
"Hey, Gardner, the item that Martin asked 'Mouse' Christo to smuggle into Trier wasn't what the Carbonari wanted, was it?
"It's not far behind the stone door just now, so that's why the ancient silver mirror on my body reacted?
Franka gradually put things together.
She felt that it was necessary to report this matter. Although it had nothing to do with the most urgent task of finding the "hotel" at the moment, the problem seemed to be quite big. If it really broke out, it would be another disaster. It was better to prevent it if possible.
The next second, Franka fell into deep thought: Should she report to the "Tarot Society", report to the Witch Sect, or directly go to the official through "007"?
She quickly made a decision: only children should take the multiple-choice questions, and all adults should take them!
The only thing you need to be careful about is that "report" cannot be confused.
After Lumian woke up from his dream, he slowly sat up and looked around.
There is no trace of Ms. "Magician" taking action and chasing Gabriel to lock the "hotel".
"Ms. Magician didn't realize that Gabriel reminded me through dreams and asked me to escape from Trier quickly? It's impossible. This lady could come in and out of my dreams at will when she was in Kordu Village, and she is that kind of person.
The nemesis of the special monster, Bouvard's body did not attack, and was dragged away by her in an untouchable state..." Lumian got out of bed with doubts, and walked back and forth in the room with the curtains drawn.
Pacing.
He also didn't think that Ms. "Magician" wasn't looking here. She should be able to observe from a long distance and didn't need to go to the Breeze Ballroom.
The insight brought by the "conspirator" made Lumian feel that the dream just now was a little weird the more he thought about it:
Being able to communicate with him without telling the "Magician" lady means that there is something special about Gabriel or the "Hotel"!
Considering that he was only Sequence 6 and did not understand or be qualified to understand a lot of occult knowledge, Lumian did not waste time to speculate on his own. He sat down at the desk, took out a pen and paper, and started writing a letter.
Because of the "doll" messenger's preference, he returned to the Golden Rooster Hotel to send the letter and patiently waited for a reply.
Not long after, Ms. "Magician" gave the answer: "I didn't find that Gabrielle affected your dreams.
"The initial possibility is: "You have some kind of close connection with the 'Hostel'."
I have some kind of close connection with the "Hostel"? At the end, Lumian's forehead jumped, and he felt as if someone had poured ice water on his head.
How can it be?
When did I become closely associated with “the hostel”?
Did Gabriel rely on this connection to directly affect my dreams without being noticed by Ms. Magic?
Lumian felt that Ms. "Magician"'s guess was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but analyze the possibility.
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly remembered a person: Maipu Meier!
The lover of Suzanne Matisse, the excluded core member of the "Blissful Society", the former manager of the Old Pigeon Cage Theater who claims to return to the market district to do something!
"Did Maip Meier secretly do something in the market area that caused me to have close contact with the 'Hostel'?
"He wants to prove himself, and I must be one of his targets... Is it his plan to establish a close connection between me and the 'Hostel' and then detonate it at a critical moment?
"How did he do it? I had a close connection with the 'Hotel' without even realizing it..." Lumian subconsciously turned his attention to his left chest.
He suspected that Thermipolus, a traitor, had helped in this matter.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have noticed anything unusual at all.
Although Lumian was surprised and stunned, not only did he not panic, but he felt a little joyful:
I wonder if I can use my close connection with the "hostel" to find that place...
At that time, I will be able to meet the Sanson family, and I will also bring many Major Arcana cards with me...
Just as Lumian had this thought and was about to write a letter to ask Ms. "Magician", he heard two very light footsteps approaching his room.
Dong Dong Dong, there was a gentle knock on the door of 207.
Lumian opened the door and saw Franka and Jenna as expected.
One of them was wearing a fancy women's shirt, and the other was dressed as a female mercenary. They both had serious expressions.
"We have made important gains." Franka felt that it was necessary to communicate with Lumian before writing a letter to report.
Do you also have important gains? Lumian was startled for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling: "Call Anthony here too."
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, in Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, Franka and Jenna finished telling their experiences respectively, except that the two details of the Witch Cult and Will were omitted.
Lumian's brows gradually furrowed as he heard this: Some monks in the deep valley monastery are suspected to be related to the "hotel" and the upcoming disaster?
That is an important monastery of the Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery"!
Reminiscent of the Sacred Heart Monastery of the "Eternal Fierce Sun" Church, there also seemed to be a problem. Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead: Are the two major churches not so reliable?