"However, if you want to approach the 'X coordinate' during the low period of the harvest art festival next year,"
Mr. Wax quickly erased the name list on the tile wall, while Pogorelic climbed the steps and never looked back.
"Tell me about the conjecture about Mr. F's mysterious ability."
"good."
Mr. Wax said no more and threw the harmonica with graffiti and "F" mark over it.
He had initially made some preliminary guesses. This time, combined with the latest key information provided by the leader, the conclusion was more certain.
"First, Mr. F's divine form, or the medium through which invisible power is invoked, is the 'mysterious chord'."
"If he follows the saying that he creates a 'pioneer's road' with his own key, the new 'Pleroma Fruit' image he will form in the future is likely to evolve from the 'Mysterious Chord'."
"Second, his 'Path of Pioneer' is the 'Secret of the End'. This secret is very different from the 'Secret of Illumination' and the 'Power to Break the Situation', which seems to make his form of existence beyond our conventional understanding.
Neither the Knower lives in the waking world, nor the Order Executor who sublimates into the dream world."
"He does not seem to live in the 'now', but disappears from real time, traveling between different secret history mirrors. He can even tamper with some locations, exert influence, or gain insight into some related future events."
"Third, hidden in the teachings and 'joyful songs' of the Divine Advent Society is a type of secret known as the Worm Tantra."
"Compared to 'worm science', which has a broader meaning and is easily confused with the secret spiritual liquid 'sneaky water', "The Worm Tantra" can be considered as some kind of more specific and dangerous applied knowledge, or Mr. F
Some kind of 'agreement' or 'secret contract' that has been mastered, in order for the practitioner to control this taboo power that was created out of nothing."
"It can even be boldly guessed that there are not many normal 'people' in the entire Divine Advent Society. They study things they shouldn't study and are possessed by these things. This kind of transaction is fair, but these people have become chaotic and contradictory.
Individuals, when certain delicate balances are broken, or their own sanity returns to zero, will lead to irreversible destruction like the Sylvia in front of them."
"Perhaps, 'Sylvia' is indeed just a symbol of a certain type, just like the 'substitute' later mentioned by this esoteric cultist."
Pogorelic looked at the strange harmonica in his hand and commented on Mr. Wax’s conclusions:
"Ninety percent reliable, except for one thing."
"Mr. F exists in the form of this 'secret history travel'. This is his ability, but it is not his will."
"It is uniquely convenient to do some things this way, but to do other things this way is to replace directness with indirectness and go through unnecessary circles. If possible, he does not want everything to be like this."
"This person is in some kind of predicament right now."
Some kind of dilemma? This judgment of the leader made Mr. Wax frown.
In other words, Mr. F’s current state is abnormal?
Or more directly, maybe he is restricted somewhere in the abnormal zone?
And the Divine Advent Society instigates people to leave the world and go to the abnormal zone in order to continue to provide some factors to help them escape?
A moment of progressive thinking and association made Mr. Wax seem to understand something:
"So, if we send in another investigation team now, we might encounter some more unexpected factors? From Mr. F?"
It is true that the top management can no longer reduce its staff. The maintenance of order at the secular level has reached a very fragile bottom line, and the progress of collecting the remains of the God of Origin is not optimistic.
"He is under restrictions, but compared to 26 years ago, the restrictions he is subject to are weakening." Pogorelic said, "Sending the Insight into the investigation at this time is likely to be used in turn to help speed up the investigation.
The process of getting out of trouble is not worth the gain. Now, you and I must focus our energy on the wreckage of Qiyuan Shen. When the cycles of the Harvest Art Festival are ups and downs, and those who enforce the order have no worries for the time being, I will go and figure it out personally.
What happened at the source of the spread?"
Mr. Wax nodded and couldn't help but try to ask:
"If this person gets rid of the so-called restrictions, escapes smoothly, and regains full strength, are you sure you can deal with him?"
At least a self-created key executor of the fifth level, or perhaps a sixth-level executor like the leader, which made it difficult for him not to think so.
"No mortal creature in this world can withstand my knife. However, it is difficult to say for the time being whether we can find an opportunity to deal with this person head-on."
"You still have to figure out his purpose. Even the 'worm people' who complain about the nature of everything in the world, hate the laws of nature, and look forward to chaos and disorder, always have a methodology on how to bring down the world."
"So, are there any extra gains from "The Secret Realm of Apocalypse"?"
Pogorelic's tone remained indifferent and he threw the harmonica back.
"I just watched part of it for the first time." Mr. Wax said after putting away the harmonica. "With this weird music score and the captured ritual utensils as reference, if you give me some time, I should be able to learn the teachings and 'joyful songs' from the gods.
', deciphered part of the secret content of the Worm Tantra, thus improving our understanding of Mr. F."
Speaking of this, Mr. Wax frowned:
"But for some reason, "The Worm Tantra" always gives me a very familiar feeling, as if I should know something, and I can't help but think of my cursed name."
Southern continent, west of the original Tiya City area.
Under the low blood-red sun, amid the wind and sand, two extended Kent military vehicles and a large military transport vehicle were driving one behind the other on a dry river bed formed by sand dunes.
"Scriabin."
"Mr. Wax's original name should be pronounced this way."
Qiong's voice was very light and low, as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.
Fanning, in the image of Lavoisier, is sitting in the back seat of the Kent car in the middle. He seems to be sleeping with his eyes closed, but in fact he is in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, playing with a hint of the spirituality of Joan who has just woken up in the silver flute.
comminicate.
When Qiong spelled out the slightly lengthy name, his body suddenly sat upright and his eyes suddenly opened.
"Sure?"
"It's a past knowledge that I only recalled recently. What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"Nothing. I feel like this surname is very uncommon. Do you have any other relevant information that you can think of?"
Fan Ning couldn't explain in depth for a while. Qiong would probably fall asleep again within a few minutes, so it would be better to exchange more conclusive information first.
"If you want to know more about this person, you may have to direct the school to search the files."
Joan's reply made Fan Ning frown.
"Because this matter was known to me as an anecdote before, and I didn't deliberately learn anything about it."
"About the 5th century, the Guidance School absorbed a member named Scriabin. He was a knower, not a knower. His initial public identity was as an archaeologist, folklorist and helminthologist. Of course, that
The meaning of worm in this context should not be the same as the current 'worm'."
Helminthologist!? This keyword caught Fanning's attention.
He immediately thought of his previous life, when he accidentally found a "duplicate name" result when searching for musicians on a search engine!
In the previous life of Russia, there were two well-known historical figures named "Scriabin", and they were both active around the 20th century.
The initials of one of them were "Scriabin,".
That is, Scriabin, the mystical music master well known to music fans, planned the performance of "Secret Realm of the Apocalypse" in the Himalayas of South Asia and India to no avail, and later died of septicemia due to a cut lip. That is, Scriabin was suspected by Fan Ning.
Mr. F in this life.
The other person's initials were "Scriabin."
Fan Ning vaguely remembered that the results he could find on the Internet were: former Soviet helminthologist, the founder of Soviet helminthology research!