Chapter 319 "Invitation" Just like the previous two times, the silvery-white candle flame condensed into a beam of light and landed on the left chest of Lumian, who was already in pain and confusion. Amidst the diffuse gray fog and strange black wind, a silver-black illusory liquid flowed out from there. At some point, Lumian forgot the pain and the dizziness, as if he had become a different person. He stood in the wilderness, pulled the wooden bow in his hand, and shot a long arrow that shone with a faint blue glow at the prey in the sky. Lumian vaguely remembered who he was, but he felt that everything was so real and he was experiencing it right now. The sharp blue arrow pierced the sky and penetrated into the belly of a gray-black vulture. Intense pain suddenly flooded into Lumian's mind. He saw himself flapping his wings and falling to the ground with an arrow almost piercing his abdomen. No, how could I become a vulture... Lumian had this thought in his mind, but he was not fully assimilated by the current scene and physical condition. boom! He fell heavily to the ground, feeling his bones breaking one by one and excruciating pain.

Lumian nearly fainted when he saw a hyena rushing towards him. Warm and smelly flesh and blood filled his mouth, and he found himself gnawing on the body of a gray-black vulture, while the arrowhead with a faint blue sheen had broken off inside the bird of prey. It tastes so bad... I'm not that little monster Ludwig... Lumian couldn't help but complain in his heart. He didn't completely regard himself as a hyena, but he continued to bite and eat his prey uncontrollably, not letting go of the parts that had been contaminated with the poison. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his back and was pinned to the ground by sharp claws. The attacker was a strange lion with many parts of its body rotting and oozing bloody yellow pus. Lumian bit off the hyena's throat with one bite and hid in the nearby bushes with it in his mouth. He watched the scene from a bystander's perspective with a slight sense of detachment, while quickly tearing the hyena apart and eating it. Lumian's abdomen began to ache with a feeling of satisfaction and nausea. His extraordinary power, which was already close to being out of control, was completely stimulated by the poison, causing abnormal changes. He quickly lost his mind and became insane, with only the desire to destroy every living thing in sight and wreak havoc. No, it can't be like this... The most important thing has not been completed yet... Lumian sniffed the elegant and sweet scent mixed with gray amber, and didn't let himself throw himself into that madness. In his cathartic run, he saw a hunter and pounced on him. Lumian, holding a wooden bow, smelled a strong stench and saw a lion with a rotting body and two head-like tumors growing on its shoulders. The mouth with strands of bright red flesh hanging from it opened to the limit. Lumian was startled, and finally regained his complete self-awareness. He found that the hunter's "body" had faded along with the vulture, hyena, and lion, and turned into complex silver-white and black text and strange symbols. These words and symbols were connected end to end, forming a ring, and suddenly retracted into the human body. Lumian opened his eyes quickly and saw the quietly swaying silver-white candlelight with black, and the half-meter-high stone that served as an altar. The experience just now was so real... It was like being a vulture, a hyena, a lion and another human being... Lumian rubbed his aching head and slowly stood up, recalling his previous experience while digesting the extra knowledge in his mind. He had no recollection of when he rolled on the ground in pain.

Huh... After a brief moment of calm, Lumian confirmed that he had obtained a new gift and became the "Bound Person". He quickly packed up the altar, removed the "spiritual wall", picked up the calcium carbide lamp, and was ready to leave this empty quarry at any time. At the same time, Lumian examined his own changes and the abilities of the "Bound Person": His spirituality has increased considerably; His flexibility from "Dancer" and his ability to endure more extreme environments from "Mendicant Monk" have both been improved to some extent, but not much; His intuition of sensing fortune also improved slightly, but after discovering that Thermipolos could influence his fate and judgment, he rarely used this ability and was wary of him; The range of influence of "Dance of Recruiting" is now larger, and the strange creatures that can be possessed by it are also of higher status; The "Bound Person" only adds one new ability, which is to sign a contract with the summoned creature and directly borrow the ability of a certain characteristic. However, unlike what Lumian had expected, this special contract was integrated into his body and soul when he was promoted, and could not be transferred to others. In other words, he himself is equivalent to a component of the contract, and the most important part. He must rely on this to write the rest of the contract and give it to the target creature to "sign". After a period of contemplation, Lumian roughly grasped the specifics of the ability "Bonded": The contract can only be signed with the consent of the target creature; After signing the contract, you can choose the desired traits according to your own will; Every time a contract is signed, not only a certain ability is obtained, but also a certain influence from the contracted creatures. The higher their status, the greater the negative impact; The number of contracts you sign depends on your ability to bear. A person with a high status or very powerful traits may only be able to bear one, a more ordinary one that is equivalent to your own level can definitely bear three, and a particularly weak one with a low status can bear more; When signing a contract, a price needs to be paid. Part of it goes to the contracted creature, and the other part goes to the witness of the contract. The price can be life, limbs, blood relatives, lovers, sacrifices, spiritual limits, part of sanity, etc. The specific price depends on what the contracted creature wants. Therefore, most of the knowledge Lumian gained through this gift was information about the corresponding creatures, including specific abilities and characteristics and the "reward" that the other party wanted to obtain. But most of these strange creatures are evil and weird, and the price they require to pay is also the same. Lumian is not too willing to choose from them. Of course, the main reason is not this, but that these creatures that contain the mystical knowledge of the power of destiny may have a certain relationship with the existence named after destiny. Lumian is worried that signing a contract with them will suffer hidden influences and cause his own destiny to slide into the abyss. For this reason, Lumian did not intend to use that being as the object of prayer and witness of the contract when signing the contract. He has a better option: Mr. Fool! According to the contents of the scriptures that Lumian heard in the Church of the Fool, this great being is the ruler of the spiritual world, and the Holy Spirit Angel beside His throne is in charge of the spiritual world on His behalf. Even if this is an exaggeration, it is enough to show that Mr. Fool has a strong influence in the spiritual world. In this case, when Lumian, who is sealed by Mr. Fool and has Mr. Fool as the object of prayer and witness of the contract, attempts to contract with spiritual creatures, it is very likely that there will be considerable bonuses and hidden benefits, just like other "contractees" who sign contracts with strange creatures in the knowledge that comes with the gift. Lumian quickly reviewed the knowledge he had just acquired and found that some of the descriptions were very vague and seemed to contain many possibilities. For example, the statement that "the target creature's consent must be obtained before a contract can be signed" does not limit the method of obtaining consent. Bribing the other party with sacrifices is consent, and beating them until they completely surrender is also consent. Similarly, the "reward" requested by the latter should be negotiable. In addition, the combination of the two pieces of knowledge, "Contracted creatures will bring certain negative effects" and "their own tolerance is limited", ruled out the possibility that Lumian relied on the seal of Mr. Fool, the Lord of the Spirit World, to cheat and find high-level creatures to sign contracts with sufficient costs in order to obtain divine power. But no matter what, the ability to choose any combination of abilities within a certain range makes the upper limit of the "person who is bound by the contract" very high. Of course, the lower limit is also low. If the wrong abilities are chosen and the wrong price is paid, one may even be worse than the best among ordinary people. Lumian gathered his spirits and whispered happily: "Thermipoulos, do you have anything to add?" Frankly speaking, when entering the underground, Lumian was most worried about whether Thermiporos would take advantage of this ceremony to do something to sabotage it. After all, the power of the gift he obtained was getting higher and higher, and it really began to endanger the fateful angel. Even if He was sealed away, He would find a way to cause trouble and was unlikely to sit there and wait to be weakened.

When the ceremony of praying for blessings is held, the seal will definitely be opened slightly to allow the power of fate to flow out, which will give Thermipolos a certain opportunity. Lumian had originally planned to ask for a blessing before formally praying for the gift, but he did not expect that the strange appearance of Monette and the existence of the angel behind him would bring the blessing forward. Thermipolus then became more docile and did not make any obvious disruptive behavior afterwards. Thermipoulos replied in his still majestic voice: "The entrance to the mine." Mine entrance... What does that mean? Lumian, holding the carbide lamp, walked towards the empty entrance of the current quarry in confusion. As the yellowish light tinged with a hint of blue illuminated the gravel area, he saw a neatly cut piece of cardboard. It wasn't there when I came in... Lumian's nerves tensed, and he slowly walked closer. He saw a monocle drawn on the surface of the black paper, which looked almost like a copy, and four lines of bold, bright red Intis words: "'Different' Dance Hall "Lovers' Night "At 7 . on the last day of every month "You are invited to attend." "Different" dance hall...monocle...night of lovers...the image of Monet wearing a monocle in his right eye socket instantly appeared in Lumian's mind. He had clearly prayed for the protection of the angel Mr. Fool and had done many anti-tracking attempts, but he still couldn't get rid of that strange scammer? “No, Mr. Fool’s angelic blessing has a high-level anti-divination and anti-prophecy effect. Unless Monet has been hiding around me and has never been thrown off, he can’t catch up with me again!” Lumian was startled and looked around almost instinctively. In the darkness at the edge of the quarry, everything was dead silent, but Lumian got goose bumps, as if there were countless pairs of eyes hidden in the air. (End of this chapter)