Chapter 443: Unreal Sigh The Hanged Man agreed to Lumian's request and told him to contact him through the Magician. After saying thank you, Lumian and Franca left the captain's room and walked along the aisle that was only wide enough for three people to walk side by side. They stepped on the creaking wooden boards and returned to the deck under the dim light of the torches. They noticed that the ghost ship named "Blue Avenger" was not the only one aboard "Stormbringer" Alger. At the stern, outside the cabin, and in the mast lookout, there were a dozen or so sailors who hid at the edge of the darkness and did not try to approach this side. The next second, Lumian and Franca simultaneously saw a bright star hanging in front of them. It was dyed with a strange blue color, as if it had just come out of the spirit world. The star grew bigger and bigger, as if it had instantly descended to the ground. Its light then spread out, engulfing everything around it. Lumian and Franca only blinked for a moment before they were swept away by the starlight. When their vision returned, they were already back in Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel. "It's so, so gorgeous!" Franca praised sincerely, with a look of longing on her face. She hated that her only choice for changing her path was "Hunter". She couldn't experience the carefree life of "Apprentices" and could only consider getting a sealed object with similar abilities in the future. Lumian did not agree with Franka, but stood there, thinking.

Franca glanced at him, thought for a moment and said: "Do you think this is a bit strange? "Raising 10 Felgin of gold should be a very easy task for a treasure hunter with the strength of a pirate king, and you don't need to think too long about the three questions. But Mr. Hanged Man waited so many days before asking you to summon Armored Shadow, and he had already arrived in Trier. "Besides, with the abilities shown by Ms. Magician, she can easily send us to the sea, to the Blue Avenger, and then pick us up. Why do we have to wait for Mr. Hanged Man to come to Trier to do this?" Lumian laughed and praised Franca: "You're very sharp this time. It seems that you need to use your brain more. If you keep it idle, it will appear that you are not smart enough." "Fuck, are you praising me or scolding me?" Franca said with a "Pah" sound, frowning slightly, "Either Mr. 'The Hanged Man' was in a special environment some time ago and it is difficult to accurately locate him, or he has other purposes in Trier..." At this point, Lumian and Franca both thought of the impending disaster and smelled the oppression and terror that was about to descend upon the city as a storm loomed. "The Tarot Club is dispatching more Major Arcana cards to Trier? In order to protect as many citizens as possible if the disaster cannot be prevented?" Franka guessed. Lumian nodded slightly without arguing. After a moment of silence, Franka changed the subject and shouted with full motivation: "I want to become a demigod, I want to accumulate gold!" Seeing Lumian raise his eyebrows and ask with his eyes, Franca said with longing and desire: "This way I can let you summon the 'Armored Shadow' directly and ask me the questions I want to ask without asking the Major Arcana for protection!" "Try hard, Miss Joy," Lumian joked. ………… The next day, around noon. Lumian, who returned from Fountain Street, led Janna underground, arrived at the third level of the catacombs, and came to the small square where two sacrificial pillars stood. "Why did you bring me here?" Janna looked confused. If she didn't know Lumian very well and knew what kind of person he was, she would have suspected that her friend had suddenly developed evil intentions.

Lumian, with a black shoulder bag slung over his shoulder, stood straight, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a smile: "Give you the safest environment for promotion." Combining Franka's statement with the fragmentary words of the "Magician" lady, Lumian knew the Sequence 0 of the "Assassin" path. The true god worshipped by the Witch Cult was supposed to be a man who turned into a woman with a very twisted heart. It is said that this "original witch" is immersed in pain and unable to extricate herself, and wants to replicate her own experience from generation to generation. Therefore, she hates normal women becoming "witches". The witch sect is also hunting down female "assassins", female "instigators" and real "witches". In this case, Janna might be affected by the "witch" potion she took. After all, even the "Hidden Sage", who occupies the Sequence 0 position, can indiscriminately affect every extraordinary person in the "Secret Peeping" path, whispering to them from time to time, and instilling knowledge in them when they take potions to advance. There is no reason why the real evil god "Original Witch" cannot influence the "witches" at all. Although this effect shouldn’t be too strong at a lower Sequence—Aurore was able to advance to Sequence 7 and become a “Wizard” under the whispering of the “Hidden Sage”—it’s always better to be cautious than careless. Since there is a way to reduce or weaken such an effect, why not do it? You know, "witch" is the first qualitative change node of the "assassin" path, and even the beginning of the core meaning of "witch". The "original witch" who only wants to watch men change their gender will most likely pay more attention to the promoted people in this sequence. Whether it is Franca or Lumian, neither of them wants Janna to take risks. Of course, Ms. Magician occasionally mentioned that the evil god was not in a very good condition. "The safest?" Janna looked around, not quite convinced. It's dark all around and there are corpses everywhere. How can it be safe? Only the area around the two mottled stone pillars seemed warm and calming. Lumian briefly introduced the special features of this sacrificial square, and concluded: "At the top of the 'Assassin' path is an evil god. No one knows if He will suddenly go crazy. The gods of the same path have the ability to exert a certain influence on Beyonders when they take potions to advance. It is man-made, no, God-made to increase the difficulty. “That connection can be weakened quite a bit here.” Janna listened attentively, walked towards the mottled stone pillar engraved with the "Holy Emblem of the Sun", opened her arms slightly, and began to pray. Seeing that she didn't ask why Franca wasn't affected at the time, and didn't mention this matter when they discussed precautions before, Lumian raised his right hand, touched his chin, and secretly said "tsk". "Praise the Sun!" At the end of the prayer, Janna sang the "Eternal Sun" very devoutly. Lumian said nothing as he handed the "Witch" extraordinary characteristics and shadow lizard scales and other materials in the black bag to Janna. He exchanged these things from Gardner Martin with 1 Felkins given by the other party. Janna took a look at the dark blue vertical-eye-like "gem" and the silk-like patterns on its surface, then knelt on one knee and began to mix the potion on the unusually clean ground of the square. Not long after, a cup of dark red potion with a shadow appeared in Janna's hand. Janna calmed down and felt that in the past few months, she seemed to be pushed forward by various things and could not help but move forward, and now she could not stop. This may be my destiny... Praise the sun! Janna closed her eyes and secretly added in her heart: Praise the fool! At this critical moment, in order to be promoted smoothly and to survive, the balance of faith in her heart involuntarily tilted a little. This is because Franka and Lumian both acted relatively relaxed when it came to taking potions and improving their sequences, at least that's how it seemed, and they both believed in Mr. Fool. Without hesitation, Janna drank the potion with the mentality that she was already dead when she assassinated Hugues Artois. The potion was cold and illusory, like melting frost, and Janna soon felt itchy and painful all over her skin. Her thoughts gradually became blurred, like she was slowly sinking in the water. Suddenly, severe pain broke out from her body. Janna woke up a lot and found herself surrounded by black, silent flames, which were swallowing her up bit by bit. Above her, there was a transparent layer of ice condensed from hoarfrost, which was like a mirror, blocking Janna's efforts to climb out of the black flames. The next second, Janna saw a face and a figure above the ice.

That face looks exactly like her! The figure was another Janna, but her dominant hand became her left hand! "Jenna" on the ice looked at the figure in the black flames viciously, with a look of expectation and desire on her face. Janna had some combat experience, and after being surprised and horrified, she immediately gathered all her strength and swung her fist upwards. The ice shattered silently, and the "evil" Janna also fell into the black flames. At this time, in the distance, there was a black object like a python swaying gently, with a dark blue vertical eye on the front end. The strange "python" flashed by and did not enter the area, but only appeared as a black shadow. Almost at the same time, Jenna heard a long, painful sigh in her ears. This illusory sigh was very close to her, as if it came from around the sacrificial square and from the corpses beside her. The black shadow cast by the strange "python" grew wildly, getting bigger and bigger, but also getting fainter and fainter. It immediately covered Janna and the vicious figure, and continued to penetrate into their bodies. Janna did not give up. She endured the pain and trance and tried her best to climb out of the Black Flame Hell and came to the nearby ice. The black shadow was exhausted and did not chase her. It could only drag the vicious "Janna" into the bottomless black abyss. This scene was instantly shattered, and Janna's vision returned to normal, and she saw the mottled stone pillars engraved with the "Holy Emblem of the Sun". Her expression was distorted, but the pain in her body was easing little by little. Lumian saw that the black flames on Janna's body were shrinking and dissipating rapidly, and the frost around her was melting rapidly. He realized that his companion had successfully advanced to Sequence 7 and was now a "witch". Only then did he turn his gaze to the edge of the sacrificial square, to the tombs and corpses shrouded in darkness. Not long after Janna took the potion, he felt some unusual movement there, but in the end nothing entered the clean square where the two sacrificial pillars were located. Finally, Jannah stopped behaving strangely. She got up and saw Lumian looking into the distance. She asked in confusion: "After I drank the potion, I seemed to hear a sigh over there." Lumian nodded slowly and said: "On this level of the catacombs, there is a 'Chrismena Night Pillar', which represents a 'Witch of Disaster' who once fell here." (End of this chapter)