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Chapter 74 The Pattern of Ancestors

Lumian turned his head and looked in the direction of the dock. His body suddenly became thinner and turned into a shadow caused by the lack of moonlight.

He followed the darkness everywhere, bypassed the guards at the door, and silently entered the building with a religious atmosphere.

Just as he passed the hall, he paused.

He saw that deep in the dark "gauze", hidden one after another, there were dwarfs with abnormally large heads, bulging eyes, and wrinkled skin, just like an old man in his seventies or eighties, and only a little over one meter tall.

That is exactly what Juan Oro and others call the "little devil", a type of sea family.

At this time, these "little devils" are using their ability to sneak into the shadows to patrol every darkness in the "Governor of the Sea" mansion in small groups, preventing anyone from getting in.

Lumian has dealt with them and knows that these "little devils" are not very powerful. In addition to being able to blend into the shadows, they can also use the shadows to create illusions. He can easily eliminate a team.

But no matter how relaxed he was, he could not guarantee that when dealing with a group of "little devils", he would not make any noise or be noticed by other creatures in the building.

Lumian concentrated his attention and looked at the area not covered by shadows, and found that there were many figures vaguely swimming in the void in the crimson moonlight, sometimes emerging and sometimes hiding.

It was a fish covered in dark gray armor.

Their eyes are also protruding, like flesh balls inlaid at both ends of the body, and "thin lines" like condensed starlight are hidden in the gaps between the armor-like scales.

These strange fish wander in mid-air and are distributed in different areas. From time to time, their mouths spit out bubbles containing invisible storms and spike-like cracks.

A large number of bubbles exploded, and countless "spikes" mixed with the invisible storm swept around, laying dangerous traps for the "guests" who arrived through "teleportation".

At the connection between the hall and different aisles, a team of three guards walked back and forth without making any sound. Their expressions were normal and they didn't look weird. However, Lumian just blinked and saw the back of their necks. From the mouth and the edge of the mouth, strips of black insects covered with slender bristles emerged.

After checking the surroundings, the Batins black bugs quickly retracted into the bodies of the guards.

The eyes of the various marine life statues on the walls seemed to come alive, scanning various areas with self-awareness.

"Sure enough, as Juan Oro said, there are a large number of different sea families here. It is indeed very difficult to sneak in silently." Lumian muttered to himself, and did not rush forward, just staying there. In the foyer area, patiently waiting for the opportunity.

Less than two minutes later, a loud roar came from the dock.

The red fire instantly rolled up and flew into the air, illuminating every nearby window and making them tremble slightly.

Whether it is the "little devil" patrolling in the shadows, the "armored monster fish" affecting the surrounding void, the Batins black worm controlling the guards, or the special creatures hidden in the eyes of the statue, all of them instinctively turn their attention at this time. He threw it at the glass window near the dock.

Lumian moved.

The movement just now was caused by him using a delayed explosion!

He seized this opportunity and swam past the shadows beside the "little devils", bypassing the area patrolled by the "armored monster fish".

Immediately afterwards, before other sea family members noticed, he based on the letter given by Juan Oro

He took a breath and locked the room at the end of the hall.

The black mark on his right shoulder gave off a faint light, and he flashed directly to the door of the target room, then quickly turned into a shadow and slipped through the crack in the door.

What caught Lumian's sight were the numerous patterns and symbols engraved on the floor, ceiling, and walls. They were like enlarged versions of the sacrificial ring patterns hand-painted by Juan Oro.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

"During the night vigil ceremony, certain types of sea family members will enter here, shrink and etch the upper, lower, left, and right patterns on the ring embryo, and immerse them in special energy?" Lumian quickly looked around, left the shadow, and inspired the chest A black mark.

There was an almost invisible wave of water swaying on the surface of the surrounding walls, but it quickly subsided.

"Bottle of Fiction"!

Lumian "placed" the two connected rooms into the "Bottle of Imagination" and set the entry conditions for "ordinary humans".

Then, he hid near the door, which was the mouth of the "bottle of fiction", and deliberately made a heavier sound of footsteps.

Almost at the same time, a certain kind of sea family noticed the movement in this place.

They thought of the explosion at the dock and the sky-high fire, and instantly realized that they and other groups had just fallen into someone else's conspiracy and had been distracted!

They immediately summoned the "Armored Monster Fish", Bartins Black Worm, "Little Devil" and other companions, and asked them to immediately enter the ring-making ceremony to check for enemies that might sneak in.

These family members of the sea opened the door and tried to rush in in various ways, but they all returned to their original place inexplicably, back to the hall.

The "Armored Monster Fish" quickly realized the nature of the problem and began to spit out bubbles containing invisible storms at the entrance and exit of the "Bottle of Fiction".

And as early as they came over and entered the room intently, Lumian had turned into a shadow creature, pressed against the gap at the bottom of the wooden door, quietly left the "Bottle of Imagination", and returned to the hall.

What he just did was still attracting the attention of the Dahai Familia and creating opportunities for him to change his position.

Of course, a useful strategy should be used more than once!

Moreover, it is difficult for the opponent to expect that they will encounter the same strategy in a short period of time, and they will instinctively think that the enemy may have other plans.

Of course, by the third time, they will be overly wary of similar schemes and look at everything as if they are diverting their attention. At that time, Lumian will be able to take the opposite approach.

Taking advantage of the attention of these sea dependents being drawn to the "Bottle of Fiction", Lumian calmly avoided the area where the little devils gathered, walked around from the "Armored Monster Fish" to a corner of the hall, and used it again. "Spirit World Travel".

This time, his destination was the stairs leading to the basement.

The guard there was also attracted to the hall.

As soon as Lumian's figure was outlined at the entrance of the stairs, he immediately turned into a shadow and sneaked into the basement along the large darkness.

There are no guards or monitoring by the Sea Familia. It seems to be considered an unimportant area. It is just a place where the villagers of Milo Village pay their respect to their ancestors.

Lumian, who is in the state of a shadow creature, "naturally" has dark vision. He can roughly see the situation in the dark underground without creating a fire ball: this is because he is on the seaside, and the stone floors and walls are somewhat moist. , but thanks to the various extraordinary influences of the building itself, there is no musty smell.

In the middle of the basement, there is a broken stone platform that was used to worship ancestors. There are a lot of signs of damage around it, with only some disconnected lines, arcs and partial patterns whose original appearance remains.

"The complete symbols and patterns make up the coat of arms of the ancestors of Milo Village? Or is this a pattern with mystical effects?" Lumian looked at it over and over again, and it was difficult to restore the unspoiled appearance in his mind. .

But he felt that since Noelia of the Abundance Order said that the symbols and patterns here could reveal something, he should be able to gain certain information.

What message could it be? Lumian remained in the state of a shadow creature, growing his body in the darkness and looking around.

He frowned slightly and whispered silently: "Is it because the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth still retains the remnants of it even though it has the ability to completely destroy it?"

"Does this mean that the sea praying ceremony also has some effect on them?"

Lumian turned his attention to the stone platform used to worship his ancestors, and naturally recalled the details of the ring-making ceremony that Juan Oro had said: After the "Ring of the Queen of the Sea" is made, it will be placed for this hour, representing Respect for ancestors.

"Put it on this half-broken altar?" Lumian approached the gray-black stone platform and found that there was no accumulation of dust on it, and all the remaining lines pointed to the blank space at the center of the circle.

With a thought in his mind, he took out a gold Louis and placed it in the center of the circle on the altar.

Nothing happened.

Lumian put away the gold Louis, replaced it with gold ropes, "secret-peeping glasses", "torture" gloves and other items, and placed them one by one.

Still no changes.

Lumian did not give up, and took out the silver-white "Lie" ear clip from his pocket and placed it in a blank space without lines on the surface of the stone table.

In the next second, Lumian seemed to be withdrawn from reality.

He saw lines and arcs protruding from the depths of the stone platform. They were illusory and insubstantial, but they actually existed. Together with the remaining ones, they formed two patterns: one pattern was There are layers of gates drawn with simple techniques. One is a disk whose surface is divided into twelve grids of different sizes. It looks like a clock, but it has only one pointer.

Lumian looked at it intently and felt something attached to the "Lie" ear clip.

In the blink of an eye, the lines protruding from the interior of the stone platform's remains dimmed, receded, and shrank back to their original positions, and everything returned to normal.

"Are those two paintings representing the ancestors of Milo Village just now? Or are they the knowledge they gained when they first received the revelation?" Lumian felt that the sea family members were rushing towards the basement. After muttering, he grabbed "Lie" The ear clip is directly "transported" away.

.......

Solo Hotel, in the master bedroom of the suite.

As soon as Lumian's figure was outlined, he immediately sat down and started writing a letter to Ms. "Magician" - he didn't bother to check the changes in the "Lie" ear clip, and planned to send it to his big Aka as well. That card review.

After roughly restoring the patterns, symbols, and structure of the sacrificial ring and all the situations he saw in the "Governor of the Sea" mansion, Lumian neatly folded several pieces of letter paper, arranged the ceremony, and summoned the "doll" messenger.

Then, he waited patiently for a reply.


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