Jenna also read Lumian's letter and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "The source of the madness is really powerful... Lumian was affected by it without even realizing it for half a month..."
That is to say, the woman was not sick, otherwise the whole ship would have become lunatics.
Jian Na thought for a while and felt that if it were her, the result would be the same and there would be no change.
"So, sealed objects above level 2 are very strong, but most of the time they are not suitable for use. Their mere existence will bring disaster to the humans around them." Franka took the opportunity to teach the talents who would become extraordinary people.
A companion for half a year.
She immediately told the matter to Ms. "Judgement" instead of "007", because even if the emergency contact method is enabled, success depends on good luck. In case "007" is working overtime today and does not go.
Where is that place? Normal contact has to wait until after 10pm.
Under the premise that the source of the madness could strike at any time and affect innocent people, Franka did not want to waste precious time in dealing with it. Anyway, as Ms. "Judgement" in reality, she must have a channel to contact the official extraordinary people of the Kingdom of Feneport.
, don’t worry about not being able to find anyone, just wait until night and inform “007” again, a two-pronged approach.
After handling this matter, Franka and Jenna took a taxi and arrived at the catacombs.
They had followed Lumian to the third floor respectively, and had absorbed useful information from each other's experiences. They were no strangers to this place. They quickly entered the room where two sacrificial candles stood with burning white candles in their hands.
Small square with pillars.
Janna considered it for a moment, and under Franka's doubtful gaze, she walked to the sacrificial pillar representing the "Eternal Sun", half-opened her arms, and said piously: "Praise the sun!"
She is seeking refuge.
After watching this scene, Franka's lips twitched slightly, and she said funnyly: "Why do you look more and more like Ciel, uh, Lumian?"
"Fuck! How do I resemble him?" Jenna retorted habitually.
"In terms of the flexibility of faith." Franka pointed out with a smile, "Like me, I just praise Mr. Fool and don't say 'steam is up' under that pillar."
Jenna thought for a moment and said, "It's because Lumian and I once truly believed in the 'Eternal Blazing Sun'..."
At this point, she suddenly paused, moved her lips, and cursed herself secretly.
Doesn't this mean that he is a bit similar to Lumian?
Franka was just joking. After praising "The Fool", she and Janna left the sacrificial square and walked towards the entrance of the fourth floor where the "Crimson Night Pillar" was located.
Thanks to the information provided by Lumian, they easily avoided the "blockage" of the skeletons on the road and moved forward slowly in the dark environment, relying on the dim candlelight.
As she walked, Franka suddenly had a thought: "You said, do you have to hold the lit white candles in your hands? Can you put them on your head, or make a lantern and put it inside? That would also work.
Will it have the effect of protecting us?"
Jenna had long been accustomed to Franka's behavior of coming up with strange words and thoughts from time to time, so she casually responded: "You can try it."
After weighing the consequences of a failed attempt, Franka laughed dryly: "Forget it, there's no need to be curious about this kind of thing."
She looked at Jian Na beside her and changed the topic: "Why are you dressed like this?"
Now Jenna is wearing a black dress and a dark soft hat. She looks good, but she doesn't reflect her youthfulness, and has a bit more maturity that is not for her age.
Jenna instinctively looked around and confirmed that there were no other dim candles before whispering: "I am playing the role of a 'witch' to make myself deeper and more mysterious."
Wearing a black robe and an attached hood might make her look closer to the witch in common human perception, but it would easily arouse the suspicion of the witch sect, so Jenna compromised.
"You worked hard." Franka immediately understood the cause and effect and nodded approvingly.
Jenna took advantage of the situation and asked: "What about you? After Gardner died, you didn't even digest it."
"The object of joy, right?"
Franka was already shameless and indifferent to what others said, but when Jenna mentioned it, she was instinctively embarrassed. She coughed twice and said, "It's quite easy to find her if you really want to. But if it doesn't work, find an opportunity to give Browns to her."
Push it, let’s see if this guy still makes things difficult for me, hehe, if she feels real joy, maybe she will invite me to join her..."
Franka suddenly closed her mouth, wishing she could raise her right hand and slap herself in the face
How could I tell Jenna this?
I don’t need any more image!
Franka quickly cleared her throat and said, "Besides, this is an opportunity."
"Opportunity?" Jenna expressed confusion.
Franka nodded seriously: "Simply relying on things in bed and relying on the pleasure of the body can indeed slowly digest the potion. It is also in line with the characteristics of the 'witch' representing the feminine, but I always feel that the connotation of 'pleasure'
It shouldn't be just this. Taking advantage of the fact that I don't have an object for physical pleasure now, I want to calm down and slowly experience and explore other possibilities.
"For example, if a man likes me, he is very happy when he sees me, he is very happy just getting along with me, but he can't really get me, and he will fall into the pain of not getting what he wants after every meeting. This is not what Huan wants.
The joyful expression of the "witch"'s side of bringing disaster and pain...
"Fuck, I hate this kind of woman the most!"
As Franka talked, she became angry.
Jian Na was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and her body began to tremble slightly as if she could not control herself. It was very hard to hold back her laughter.
"Probably, almost, that's what it means anyway." Franka ended the conversation forcibly and stopped discussing the topic.
Relying on the dim candlelight, when turning around a new tomb built by borrowing ancient tombs, Franka suddenly frowned, wondering if she had missed the opportunity just now:
"If I sigh, complain about the digestive stagnation caused by not having a pleasure partner, and pretend to be pitiful, will Jenna take pity on me and offer to help me?"
"Ahhhhh, I was too brave just now!"
"No, she might recommend Lumian to me..."
While Franka was thinking wildly, she did not relax her guard against the surroundings, especially the messy skeletons piled on the roadside.
Finally, she and Jenna saw the "Crimson Night Pillar" made of black marble that supported the roof of the cave.
It has no patterns or symbols, and no traces of weathering or corrosion.
"It does look similar to the one in Trier in the Fourth Age, but it's not that big, more like the tip." Franka observed it for a few seconds and made a brief comment.
She turned to Jenna and asked: "Do you have any special feeling?"
Jian Na frowned slightly and shook her head slowly: "No."
Kingdom of Feneport, Province of Gaia, Puerto de Santa, inside Solo Hotel.
Lumian soon received a reply from Ms. "Magician": "Have you experienced the horror of a '1' level sealed object?"
"No matter how many times I tell you about this kind of thing, it will never be as impressive as if you experienced it yourself."
"That should be the high-sequence power of the 'audience' pathway, constantly modifying the thoughts and cognitions of the surrounding humans, so remember that sentence, 'Be careful of the audience..."
"That sealed object has other powers. I'm not sure yet whether it belongs to the evil gods outside. In short, you don't need to participate in her tracking and capture, and you can't. We will pass Mr. Moon
Communicating with the Church of the Mother Earth."
Seeing this, Lumian muttered silently: "I don't want to participate either, but this kind of thing is not something I can decide. With my physique, sometimes I can't avoid it even if I want to."
It was as if he and the sealed object were sitting on the same boat, heading for the same destination.
At the same time, Lumian discovered a piece of information from Ms. "Magician"'s arrangement: Mr. "Moon" from the "Tarot Society"
He has a close relationship with the Church of the "Mother Goddess of the Earth".
After thinking for a moment, Lumian continued to read the letter in his hand: "We are also investigating the existence of Easter Island. The people responsible are mainly Mr. 'The Hanged Man' and Ms. 'The Hermit'. They have some speculations about it.
, but it cannot be confirmed yet. If we need your assistance in the future, we will inform you in advance and obtain your consent, but you should not think about looking for Easter Island now. It is very dangerous. Remember, it is very dangerous...
..
"The mark of death is a mark left in the essence of death. Normal humans can only leave one. Certain pathways to certain sequences can leave many. And this mark will be eroded by death, gradually melted, and eventually completely destroyed.
Death assimilation, the higher the status during life, the stronger the ability to resist this kind of dissolution, and the longer it can sustain, the same can be done with special abilities, while ordinary mid-low sequence extraordinary people can survive in a few years or more than ten years.
Or within a few decades, there will no longer be a corresponding death mark.
"It is almost impossible to arrange a ritual to summon the mark of death. Even the true gods of sequence 0 dare not approach the essence of death, let alone such a ritual."
"The 'Arden' evil spirit summoned by Boorman seems very problematic to me. I even suspect that Boorman's mental condition has become worse not because he met Harrison, a resident of Easter Island, but because he summoned the evil spirit." Spirit, kill it to start.
"Perhaps, the evil spirit of 'Arden' is not dead."
The evil spirit "Arden" that left traces of blood and was easily killed by Boorman was not dead? What kind of ghost story is this..."
"Ms. Magician" doesn't know what kind of creature the "Arden" evil spirit is... Lumian recalled Boorman's situation and didn't think there was anything unusual about it.
That's the behavior of a half-crazy person who forced his way to a new path.
Ms. "Magician" wrote at the end of the letter: "You must be careful when investigating in Santa Port. If you encounter problems, you can ask the 'Sword Knight' for help."
Not yet... Lumian replied in his heart.
Because he has no clues now and doesn't know anything about the situation. Even if he writes to the "Knight of Swords", he doesn't know what to ask or what kind of help he is seeking.