Chapter 622: Records Franca couldn't see the figure's exact appearance, but she could vaguely see that there were unusually tall buildings standing around him, with lights twinkling around them, like stars at night reflected in the thin mist. Farther away, beams of light shone and beeping sounds were faintly heard. This... Franca's pupils dilated and her eyes widened. Her heart was filled with great shock, and there was no room for the negative effects brought about by Napoleon Disri's crazy curse. Almost instinctively, she tried her best to look at the figure, trying to see through the layers of gray fog and see the other person's face and clothes clearly, but the thin fog became more and more blurred, and the images it brought disappeared together. In just three or four seconds, the mirror on the altar returned to normal. "What's wrong?" Lumian turned his head to look at Flores who was still wandering in the remaining gray fog, and asked about Franca's situation. Franka stared at the mirror and was silent for a few seconds before saying: "Did you see what was reflected in the mirror just now?" “I see.” Lumian thought for a moment and said, “Perhaps that represents Mr. Fool’s kingdom of God.”
They were just praying to Mr. Fool and performing the "exorcism" ritual, so the mirror that was used to deceive Napolitani was actually ineffective and the image it presented was most likely related to Mr. Fool due to the influence of the ritual. Franka stammered and said: "But, but the background is very similar to the city conditions before your sister and I traveled through time. It was like that a few times when we encountered heavy fog. Every building turned into a huge monster sleeping in the fog. They had countless eyes, glowing eyes." Lumian could understand Franca's feelings, but he didn't find the corresponding street scene strange. He reminded his companions: "Have you forgotten that Heavenly Lord? “He is closely related to your hometown, and he and Mr. Fool are fighting in dreams. I think it is completely understandable that similar scenes can erode reality through rituals.” Franka was silent for a long time before she sighed and said: "Too……" She then laughed at herself: "Bai is excited." Lumian calmed down the negative impact brought by Napolidisli, extinguished the candles in order, and ended the ceremony. When Franca removed the "spiritual wall" and the whistling wind "blew" away the last bit of thin gray mist, Flores seemed to return to reality and was no longer confused and unable to find the exit. After seeing Lumian and Franca, his face turned even paler. He was about to beg for mercy when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body. Flores instinctively lowered his head and found that black, almost illusory sewage was seeping out of his body. It seemed to be highly corrosive and quickly dissolved his blood, flesh and bones. "No!" "help me!" "help me!" Flores let out a shrill scream. He yelled, trying to get help, but Lumian just watched with interest, as if studying the price of making a deal with the devil.
In less than ten seconds, Flores' body was corroded to the point where it could no longer support itself. It collapsed and was immersed in an almost unreal black sewage. Flores' head kept wailing and screaming, the sound becoming smaller and smaller. After a while, he opened his eyes and lost his breath. The relatively intact head soon melted into the sewage. The sewage receded and the illusion was gone, there was no longer any sense of evil or mystery, and the remains of the corpses were all foul-smelling filthy mud. "No one who makes a deal with the devil has a good ending..." Franca just sighed and remembered her previous heartbeat. She laughed dryly twice and said: "Fortunately, I didn't make a deal with that self-proclaimed ancient devil, but I also lost an opportunity to eliminate the hidden dangers of using the 'Powerful Person's Black Box'." Lumian laughed and said: “Think about it carefully. "I remember that the 'instructions' given by the 'magician' lady emphasized the possibility of encountering a transaction with evil creatures such as the devil. "Remember it? It's about encountering a transaction, not completing a transaction. "You've already encountered it, you just didn't accept it, and that guy didn't force you." Franka thought about it carefully and said: "Don't say it, it seems to be true..." She sighed, looked at Lumian and said: "Your choice of 'lawyer' should also be a promising path... "Actually, I think this is normal. The 'Black Box of the Powerful' is at most equivalent to Sequence 5. It's one less each time it's used. How can the negative effect be a deal with the devil? As far as I know, 'Devil' is the high-sequence name of the 'Criminal' pathway. What does that mean? It means demigod! "Well, it's just an encounter, not a completed transaction, so there is room for maneuver. However, it is also very dangerous. Demons and other evil creatures are not philanthropists. If you don't trade with them, why would they let you go temporarily? Moreover, there is no way to predict when you will encounter them, so it is difficult to prepare in advance." Lumian smiled: "If you can't predict it, try the other way around. After using the 'Black Box of the Powerful', prepare yourself immediately and proactively create an opportunity to trade with the devil or other evil creatures. Keep the pace and risks of the matter under your control. For example, 'invite' the devil to the Saint-Vieve Church to discuss the deal." The Archbishopric of the Church of the Eternal Sun in Trier, St. Vievre Church! Franka laughed out loud: "The devil is not a zombie with its brain eaten out. How could it go to Saint-Vieve Church to seek death..." At this point, Franka suddenly paused: The Church of St. Vive is definitely not an option, but they have control over a few similar, hidden places, so it might be possible. For example, the sacrificial square on the third floor of the catacombs, for example, the Night Pillar of Christmena... “Not bad.” Franca praised Lumian. “When we encountered the negative effects of magical items before, we always passively endured and waited, and never thought of actively triggering them. The Hunter’s style is really distinctive.” "Proactive" means being prepared in advance to minimize the risk. Of course, “activeness” may not necessarily trigger something, but this kind of thinking is essential. Lumian raised his head and looked out the window: "Flores' screams seem to have attracted the attention of the surrounding residents. Someone called the police. Let's leave here first and then look at this notebook."
As he spoke, he put away the ancient notes, candles and other items on the dining table. "Okay." Franca looked around, causing black flames to rise from different places in the room. As the flames burned quietly, Lumian "teleported" Franca away and returned to the guest room of Captain Pedro's five-story house. "You look through the notes first to see if there is any way to remove the 'love spell'. I will go and check on Sara's condition and tell Pedro about Flores' problem and ending. Let him deal with the 'Mother Earth' Church and the local police." Lumian threw the ancient notebook to Franca, opened the door and went out into the corridor. Franka sat comfortably in the armchair and opened the notebook. Suddenly, she said to herself: "Something's wrong. According to Lumian's style, shouldn't he immediately look through his notes and look for a way to remove the 'love spell' as soon as the ceremony was over? Why did he chat with me about other things for a long time and only left in a hurry when the police arrived? "He shouldn't be unable to tell what the current focus is..." As her thoughts raced, Franka suddenly realized: Napolidisli's horrific mumblings and crazy curses still had a certain impact on Lumian, causing his desires and emotions to fluctuate greatly. Although he endured it with the ability of "Acetistical Monk", it was inevitable that some external manifestations would occur. Thinking of this, Franka's eyes turned, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she laughed, "Hehe." ………… Lumian met Pedro in the small living room on the first floor. Before he could explain Flores' situation, the captain said with a look of surprise: “Mr. Berry, Sarah came to me a few minutes ago, crying with fear and pain on her face, saying that she had a dream about falling in love with Flores before, and she couldn’t wake up no matter what, but she woke up suddenly tonight and felt that it was a nightmare. She hoped to cancel the engagement. "How did you do that?" Pedro unconsciously switched to a honorific. Awake? Because Flores died? No, it's more likely that Napolidisli was exorcised by the "ghost exorcism technique", so the people affected by the "evil ghost" in this incident naturally returned to normal... Lumian smiled and speculated: “Flores is dead.” "You killed him?" Pedro was obviously not averse to killing people. He was even more curious about how Flores' death actually made his daughter sober. "The devil killed him." Lumian briefly explained what happened. He did not mention Napoleon's name directly, but handed the "love spell" note that was sandwiched in the ancient notebook to Pedro to take a look at. He concluded: “You handle it next. "It would be best to let Sarah live in a church or monastery for the next month or two. I don't know if the devil will come back to see his former victims after he recovers." "Okay." Pedro gritted his teeth and looked serious. After receiving the bounty of 20,000 gold rizos, Lumian returned to his guest room. Franka held the ancient notebook and said with a frown: “This is not a note from an evil wizard, but more like a record of a curiosity seeker, recording various legends of demons and devils from the northern and southern continents over the past thousand years. The last record was probably more than a hundred years ago. “Hmm… there are some strange, seemingly made-up spells mixed in there.
"One of them mentioned that there was a legend of a devil on Hant Island in the violent sea." Lumian immediately understood what Franca was concerned about: Napoli Disili mentioned that the devil's descendant he wanted to kill lived somewhere in the Sea of Fury! (End of this chapter)