Chapter 397 The Center of the Vortex (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to Everyone) Lumian also waited for the abandoned "April Fools' Day" team members to recall useful details, and nodded: "Ok." The "Magician" lady looked at him for a few seconds, and then said as if she was thinking: "In the future, if the mission I give you is obviously wrong, you can refuse to accept it, or agree to it in person and contact other Major Arcana cards privately." “Why?” Lumian was a little confused. Isn't Ms. Magic saying that something might be wrong with her? The "magician" laughed at himself: “Because I am a high-risk person, a high-risk person who can be easily influenced by Tianzun. “Tian Zun occupies the top of the three paths of ‘Fortune Teller’, ‘Thief’ and ‘Apprentice’. The higher the sequence of the corresponding Beyonder, the easier it is to be influenced by Him. After all, everyone has the Origin in their body. And, well, what you need to understand is that as a high-ranking person in the ‘Apprentice’ path and a believer of Mr. ‘Fool’, it is normal for me to be misled, fooled, and defrauded by Tian Zun occasionally. "Of course, Mr. Fool is also at the top of these three paths, so he will fight against Tianzun. So you don't have to worry about me. Most of the time, I am affected by Mr. Fool. There is nothing wrong with my condition. There are only occasional abnormalities."

It’s just like if I pray without holding a ceremony or use the honorific names outside of those three descriptions, I might be noticed by the Celestial Lord, get a response from Him, and lay hidden dangers… The high-ranking people in the three paths of “Fortune Teller”, “Thief”, and “Apprentice” are closer to the Celestial Lord and Mr. Fool. Even if all actions are carried out according to the normal process, there is a chance that something will go wrong… Lumian first understood the advice of Ms. Magician, and then discovered that her words revealed some information that violated the common sense of occultism. Mr. Fool and Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun can actually occupy the top of three paths! Normally, the sequence 0 at the end of a path represents the true God. Then what is the one who occupies the top of the three paths called? The great being? For the first time, Lumian realized more clearly that the status of Mr. Fool and Mr. Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun might be higher than that of true gods such as Eternal Sun. Similarly, Amon's father, the "Ancient Sun God" should also be at this level. After all, half of his legacy created the one that the "Aurora Society" believes in now. Soon, Lumian remembered that the "magician" lady had different descriptions of different gods: Some gods may be polluted, mutated, or in danger even if they only know of their existence and their honorable names. Some gods can be mentioned at any time, and as long as you don't use supernatural language to recite their three or more verses of their honorific names, you won't be noticed. This is probably the division of the levels of gods... Mr. Fool and Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun occupy three adjacent and interchangeable pathways. Is this the hidden condition for mastering the composite pathway? Lumian didn't dare to think about it any further, fearing that knowing too much would cause problems. He had long anticipated the information that Ms. Magician was on the Apprentice pathway, because Aurore's witchcraft notes mentioned that Sequence 9 "Apprentice" on this pathway was good at opening doors, and Sequence 7 was called "Astrologer", which was consistent with Ms. Magician's daily behavior and the words "astrology", "divination", and "fate" that she would say from time to time. "I understand." Lumian then talked about how if he failed to completely kill "Loki" within two months, he hoped to use the internal procedures of the "Iron Cross" to transfer out of the market area and how to cover up the traces of the seal on his body. The Magician understood very well: "No problem. Although you can write to me and use yourself as bait, Loki may not be impatient to wait for a few more months, and I can't always stay by your side. "As for the problem of the seal traces, if you don't actively activate it, then the extraordinary people who believe in the Heavenly Venerable's 'Fortune Teller', 'Apprentice' and 'Thief' can directly sense it, which is different from the uncontrollable aura of the Heavenly Venerable. "If you need it within a short period of time, you can either pray to Mr. Fool for the angel's blessing, or write to me and I will make a talisman that can keep a secret for you. "For now, this is the only way to deal with the aura of the Supreme Being on the 'Second of the Holy Grail'. Fortunately, the 'Mother Tree of Desire' and other evil gods no longer pay special attention to people like them." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Can I tell the Holy Grail II the information about the Celestial Lord you just mentioned?" "Her Major Arcana will give her a simple explanation, but it can't be as clear as I just said, and she doesn't know it clearly enough." The "Magician" lady rejected Lumian's idea, "If you tell the 'Two of Cups' everything I said, it will put her in danger." Lumian stopped asking questions and watched the "magician" lady create a dream gate with starlight, stepped into it, and disappeared. The feeling that the room was equipped with dark soundproof glass faded away, and the crimson moonlight passed through the window, illuminating the table with the calcium carbide lamp. Lumian sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the moonlight, his mind full of thoughts. He couldn't help but recall what "Loki" had described about Auror's murder.

He took another deep breath and had a very clear idea of ​​what to do next: Digest the "Arsonist" potion! ………… Botanical Gardens, Pasteur Street. At daybreak, Franca and Janna walked along this street back to the market area. She hadn't figured out how to tell Janna about last night's dangerous situation yet, so she used the excuse that Janna's brother was at home and she was worried he might hear it, so she postponed the matter tonight. Back on Market Avenue, Jana waved and headed towards the Old Pigeon Cage Theatre. Before she entered the renovated brick-red three-story building, she saw some graffiti in the corners that looked like children's play. This is a sign from the Purifiers requesting an urgent meeting, with a time and location information included. Janna naturally withdrew her gaze and walked into the Old Dove Cage Theater. A quarter of an hour later, she, the boss's "lover", left through the back door without any hindrance and came to a secluded alley near St. Robert's Church. Soon after, Valentine and Imre appeared. The former was not polite and asked directly: "What news have you received about the terrifying atmosphere last night?" Jane was very confused: "What kind of terrifying aura?" “You didn’t sense it?” Imre, who had some southern continent blood, frowned and asked, “You didn’t have a nightmare either?” Janna shook her head. "I was not in the market area last night. I went home to visit my brother." “I see…” Imre carefully observed Jenna’s expression and concluded that she was not lying. She really didn't know about the terrifying aura. The two "Purifiers" briefly talked about the sudden appearance of a terrifying and violent aura on White Coat Street last night, and asked Jane to pay more attention to anyone who had behaved abnormally recently. Janna agreed and asked curiously: "Is that aura obvious? Why can you sense it in the church?" "It's hard to describe it clearly. You'll know if you have a chance to experience it." Imre himself didn't know how wide a range the terrifying aura affected. After bidding farewell to the two Purifiers and returning to the Old Dove Cage Theater, Janna suddenly thought that the most abnormal person last night was Franca. He mysteriously said there was danger and asked me to go home and hide for a while, but he came back late at night to squeeze into my bed, saying something happened on White Coat Street and I couldn't go back... That terrifying aura appeared on White Jacket Street...Janna nodded with some guesses. At this time, Franca finished her coffee and returned to White Coat Street, which had returned to normal. As soon as she opened the door of Apartment 601, she found that the invisible "spider silk" she had hidden in the crack of the door had fallen off. This means someone has been in! The next second, she saw someone sitting in her armchair.

That was Gardner Martin, a man with deep facial features, brown eyes, friendly temperament, and a few white hairs on his temples. "Why are you here?" Franca was startled. She was extremely glad that she didn't come back with Lumian. Gardner Martin asked thoughtfully: "What do you think of that aura last night?" "What smell?" Franca looked confused. Gardner Martin, who was wearing a formal suit but no bow tie, looked at Franka's face and explained further: "A horrible smell of blood and rust." "When did it happen?" Franca recalled and shook her head, "I was visiting Janna's house last night. I wasn't in the market area." Gardner Martin nodded slowly and laughed: "No wonder you didn't sense it." Besides me, Ciel, and Ms. Hela dealing with Loki, what else happened last night? Franca walked to the coffee table in confusion, picked up her cup, gulped down a sip of water and said: "What on earth happened?" Gardner Martin stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at White Coat Street: "Late last night, a violent and terrifying aura emerged from Building No. 6 on this street. It lasted for nearly ten seconds." Number 6... Number 6? Franka almost choked on her own saliva. Isn't this the safe house she rented through a Loen merchant who has now left Trier? Isn't this the place where we fought with Rocky last night? Could it be the noise caused by Ms. Hela or Loki? Or, Charles? While Gardner Martin was still asleep, Franka quickly recovered herself. She felt like she had missed a lot of key points because she was unconscious. ………… Chaotic streets, Golden Rooster Hotel. Lumian had just returned from morning exercise, changed his clothes, and walked into the lobby on the first floor when he saw Anthony Reid, who had recently been focusing on investigating General Philip's widow and children. The "psychologist" glanced at Lumian and said: "What happened in the market area last night? Why are so many people looking for me to buy relevant information?" Lumian laughed. "Maybe there's a strange aura erupting over on White Coat Street." PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I am begging for monthly tickets on the last day of September~ (End of this chapter)