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Chapter 89 The Nightmare of Change

Chapter 827 The Nightmare of Change

Julie saw herself in the mirror gradually stained with blood, her expression became cold, and her eyes became a bit more vicious.

She was not surprised by this, but instead raised the corners of her mouth with a sarcastic smile.

Julie in the mirror suddenly became excited, grabbing the glass with both hands, trying to dig out the cracks with her nails.

Her face quickly distorted, and the malice in her eyes seemed to be real.

Not long after, another figure appeared behind her, a male figure with short brown hair.

This man looks 60-70% similar to Julie. His face is as bloody and sinister as Julie in the mirror.

Julie rubbed the gold ring inlaid with blue stones with her thumb, and saw the female self and the male self quickly become smaller and lighter, revealing their current environment.

It was a deep, dark world with almost no light.

Outside this world, there are countless light spots representing different mirrors densely distributed up, down, left, and behind. Most of them are affected by the seal of Morola, and they look blurry and difficult to touch.

Julie's eyes quickly swept across the few bright spots of light, and followed the "witch's" spiritual intuition to look at one of the mirrors.

A dark figure was reflected in the mirror.

As if aware of Julie's gaze, the figure suddenly retreated and left the mirror.

Julie immediately put her hand into the mirror and penetrated it with her whole body.

She ignored the curses and curses of the two selves in the mirror, and teleported directly to the mirror that reflected the black shadow before.

She walked out of a small mirror and found that it was a room that had been abandoned for a long time, and all traces had been erased.

Julie turned to the window next to the mirror and observed the environment outside.

What caught her eyes was the cemetery sleeping under the crimson moonlight, the library-style church, and the clearly visible entrance to the underground mausoleum.

After a short silence, Julie whispered to herself:

"The 'man in the mirror' has indeed come in..."

…………

"Carnivore" bar on the second floor.

Lumian pushed back on the chair as much as possible, rested his feet, and read the book in his hand carefully.

It’s still early, so I can still study for a while!

He told Julie about the "man in the mirror" because he wanted to use the power of the Witch Cult to confirm and find it. After all, as a "hunter", he was completely unable to use the mirror world on his own, and as an external object

The "mirror buckle" can only be used twice more.

Just when Lumian remembered Archbishop Hellabeg of Morola's instructions and planned to end his studies and sleep for two or three more quarters of an hour tonight, there was a knock on his door.

Outside the door is Julie.

Julie nodded slightly towards Lumian:

"I found a 'man in the mirror' spying on the underground tomb, but I couldn't catch him."

"Only one?" Lumian asked in confirmation.

Julie said "hmm":

"Only one."

After saying that, she turned around and walked to her room.

Lumian said with a "haha" smile:

"Not only did you not catch him, but you didn't even see the other person's appearance, right?"

His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but the volume was just enough for Julie to hear.

Julie turned sideways and responded with a sneer:

"At least it's better than someone who can't even find any trace of the 'Man in the Mirror' and needs me to confirm it."

Lumian pretended to be choked and responded harshly:

"I'm just letting you play your pitiful, insignificant role."

Julie ignored him, opened the door and walked into the room.

Lumian chuckled secretly and closed the wooden door.

Now, Julie should be less wary of him and be able to take advantage of the mirror world, right?

…………

In a state of confusion, Lumian saw the earth stained with blood, the magnificent collapsed buildings, and the huge iron-black pillars standing in different places in the ruins, extending straight into the sky. Most of them were broken.

Lumian walked forward purely on instinct, passing through the burning palace, through the waterfall-like rainstorm, and through the thunder forest that was constantly cracking the ground.

He stopped in front of a body.

The corpse was charred black, and the face seemed to have been peeled off, leaving only the smoke-stained skull.

Behind it are corpses and skeletons one after another, forming a mountain peak hundreds of meters high.

Lumian's gaze continued to move upward along these corpses, sometimes colliding with the pale or dark red flames burning in their eye sockets.

Finally, he was about to see the top of the "mountain".

Suddenly, strong fear and the urge to give up thinking and just obey orders emerged in his heart.

He sat up suddenly, opened his eyes, and breathed heavily.

"Having a nightmare again...

"The nightmare images are getting clearer and clearer, and the frequency is getting higher and higher..."

Lumian cast his gaze towards the underground of Morola and subconsciously stretched out his right hand, as if to touch something.

He only caught air.

He quickly calmed down and said silently to himself:

"According to the current situation and the progress of development, if I really finish reading the remaining books, these nightmares caused by pollution may really change qualitatively...

“What will that bring me?

"The clearer the nightmare is, the stronger the feeling, I might lose control directly in the dream. At that time, Albus, Julie, and Vanak will be lucky enough to challenge the angels. No, the Church of Knowledge should

They will clear up the problem as soon as possible. They have sealed Ludwig and they don’t mind sealing another one..."

Lumian raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling more and more that Archbishop Heraberg of Morola was right:

You can’t rush the schedule, you have to maintain your physical health and mental state!

Even if it is contaminated, we must take it step by step!

Huh... Lumian let out a breath, believing that in five or six days, when he finished reading the borrowed books, the situation would definitely change in his favor.

“But, can the situation really remain stable until I finish my studies?

"Since the last time he was injured, Albus hasn't appeared for several days, and he doesn't know what he is doing secretly...

"Wanak has regained control of Dades Agricultural Company, but no longer has a fixed office location and sleeping residence...

"Salister's rotation in the underground mausoleum is both a danger and an opportunity. She should take this opportunity to advance the arrangement of the Witch Sect a step further. The opportunity that Julie is waiting for may come soon...

"Will they let me concentrate on studying until I finish the rest of the books?

"I'm afraid not..."

Lumian muttered in his heart, feeling that Albus, Vanak and one of the witch sects would make big moves in the next few days, involving big moves in the underground tomb.

They may not know the importance of studying and Lumian is studying this matter seriously, but they should be able to realize that if they delay it any longer, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable to them!

We cannot underestimate the spiritual intuition of the "witches", nor the feelings of those in high positions behind Albus and Vanak!

…………

Trier, Apartment 702, Orosei Street 9, Memorial District.

Franka felt smug and proud because she had successfully planned and implemented an ambush operation against the powerful "Man in the Mirror".

This gave her a greater sense of accomplishment than commanding a team copy when playing the game before time travel.

She pointed to the cash and scrolls on the coffee table and said:

"Divide the spoils, you go first."

With the help of "mirror divination", the two "witches" have determined the respective effects of several scrolls and the spells they activate.

There is a "Sun" scroll, a "Healing" scroll, and one each of "Lightning Strike", "Burn", "Flash", "Wind", "Freeze", "Paralysis", and "Hidden Sound".

Anthony turned sideways and motioned for Jenna to pick first.

Jenna knew that being polite was useless, but wasting time. After thinking for a few seconds, she directly took away the three scrolls of "Sun", "Lightning Strike" and "Flash".

Anthony chose "Cure", "Paralysis" and "Freeze", leaving 460 Firkin and the last three scrolls to Franka.

Franka picked up the "Hidden Voice" scroll and said with a smile:

"This is so good. You don't want someone who is suitable for commanding operations."

The function of "Secret Voice" is to establish a secret channel between three to five people, connecting everyone, with a maximum distance of fifty meters, so that the words and sounds spoken between each other can be transmitted to their companions through this channel

In the ears, it will not be heard by outsiders, nor will it be blocked by obstacles such as walls.

If you don't want it, you can leave it to Lumian...Jiana muttered something in her heart, but she couldn't bear to say it to hurt Franka.

While the three of them were talking, Ms. Judgment’s messenger sent a reply:

"The 'Mos Ascetic Order' will deal with the abnormal Kemero, you don't need to follow up anymore."

…………

In Trier, a table and chair were overturned and papers were scattered on the floor.

The "Hermit" of the "Tarot Society" Major Arcana card that Franka and others had seen before was wearing a pair of glasses with black frames and a dark black robe with purple patterns like eyes, standing

In front of the wall covered with meaningless lines, he examined the inconspicuous black blood and traces left behind by what looked like tears and dried saliva on the ground.

In front of her, there was an almost transparent, eyelashless, unusually indifferent eye watching all of this quietly. It seemed like there were countless bright stars hidden in it, and it seemed to contain all kinds of things.

See the scene.

After a while, the "hermit" ignored the black blood stains and took a small amount of powder that seemed to have been contaminated by tears and saliva.

A dreamy carriage made of pumpkins immediately appeared in front of her, and her appearance, temperament and figure all changed to a certain extent.

The "hermit" sat down calmly.

Immediately afterwards, a group of rats pulled the pumpkin carriage into a tunnel outside the Trier Catacombs.

The "hermit" was still sitting in the pumpkin carriage, and a bright, unreal ball of wool condensed in his hand.

The holder of the Major Arcana mixed the powder he extracted earlier into the ball of wool and threw it out.

The ball of wool rolled into the depths of the dark tunnel, leaving a bright wool on the ground to guide the way forward.

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