Chapter 666 Late Night (Thanks to Zhuri for rewarding the Silver Alliance again) Like many churches in Intis, the one in Tizamo has a golden dome, just like the reflection of the sun on the earth. As soon as Lumian passed through the gate, he was almost dazzled by the gold foil inlaid on the walls, arches, and domes, the murals sprinkled with gold powder, and the golden statues. The sunlight shining through the glass behind the altar made him instinctively raise his hand to lower the golden straw hat on his head. It was lunchtime, and many residents of Tizamo, dressed simply, were sitting in different positions, bowing their heads and praying. They didn't mind the church's splendor and luxury at all. This is not only because they all believed in the "Eternal Sun" since childhood, but also because there were many gold mines in the former Balam Empire, and the people widely loved gold, and this hobby has been preserved to this day. Lumian also likes gold, but doesn't want to be exposed to such scorching sunlight. Camus, who was beside him, tried to explain: "I'm not monitoring you, nor am I going to follow you wherever you go to prevent any accidents. "I am trying to help you. You are not very fluent in Dutan, and you don't know enough about the situation in Tizamo Town and the people here. I can introduce you to them."

"Do you understand it well?" Lumian took the opportunity to turn his head and asked with a smile. Camus ruffled his fluffy brown hair and answered without any embarrassment: "If there's anything you don't understand, I can ask Mai Si Luo and the others for you." Lumian didn't mind having such an official Beyonder following him around. If he really encountered any problems, he would have an extra helper. He nodded slightly and said: "Follow me if you want." As he spoke, Lumian walked towards the row of seats in front of the altar under the scorching sun. Camus hesitated for a few seconds and found a seat in the corner at the edge of the church. As a believer of the "Mother Earth Goddess", he can freely enter and exit all churches of righteous gods, but he cannot engage in acts of worship. As for Louis Berry, he only knew that he had close ties with the Church of the Fool, but was not sure whether he believed in the Fool. Lumian controlled the twitching of his facial muscles with the patience of an ascetic monk, sat down facing the sun as if nothing had happened, lowered his head in front of the priest who was preaching, and began to pray. The priest was a native of Paros, named Kali. He had a standard dark brown complexion, sunken eye sockets, and a far from soft outline. He had only a thin layer of black hair and was not wearing a clergyman's hat. He was in his forties, had a solemn expression, and preached in Intis with an unidentifiable accent. Lumian was not concentrating while pretending to pray. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, which made him seem to be back in Cordu Village. At that time, even when he attended mass and prayed in church, he was still thinking about his own things. When it was almost over, he hurriedly praised the sun and made a wish that his sister would always be in good health and that he would not have to do much homework and take too many tests to get into university. None of this has been achieved. When the priest finished his sermon, Lumian raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly in the sunlight, and concentrated on observing Father Cali's fortune. Nothing special. On the surface, there was nothing unusual about Tizamo Town... In the pain of being sunburned, Lumian was about to look away, but something suddenly occurred to him and he used the "weakness detection" ability of the "Reaper" again. He was thinking of the parish priest Guillaume Bennet and Father Monserrate of the Church of the "Mother Earth". Who says that there won’t be problems with the clergy of the Orthodox Church? In this case, it is entirely possible to observe the weaknesses in advance, so that if you really encounter the situation of clergy corruption later, you can quickly resolve it.

Various colors appeared on Father Kali's body and in Lumian's eyes. But there is no pale color in this! This means that Father Kali has no weaknesses! Impossible. Even if this priest is a Beyonder, his Sequence should not be too high. How could he not have weaknesses? The Sun Path is not known for its hard body and resistance to attack... Could it be from another path? No, all paths should have weaknesses... Lumian was stunned and observed more carefully. Finally, he discovered the shallow paleness. It was not on Father Kali's body surface, but deep in his astral body, looming. This means that the weakness is the spirit, and he is afraid of attacks against spirits? How did he manage to have no weaknesses in his body... At present, it seems that if we don't target spirits, we have to tear his body apart piece by piece to kill him... Lumian's surprise and astonishment quickly faded, replaced by joy and anticipation. No matter what, it’s a good thing to discover something unusual! This meant that he was one step closer to the problems in Tizamo Town and the "Dream Festival" that "Siso" had mentioned. "Brother, what are you looking at?" Kali held the Holy Book and asked with a smile as Lumian looked up at him. Lumian smiled and replied: “Look at the sunshine on you. "Praise the sun!" With that, Lumian stood up, opened his arms slightly, and turned to leave. Now is not the time to explore the unusual circumstances surrounding Father Carley. Father Cali was very happy with Lumian's answer. This was because the other party was implicitly praising him for being bathed in sunshine, which was the favor of the gods. Secondly, as a local clergyman without a trace of Northern Continent blood, he had always longed for the recognition of the gentlemen and ladies of the Northern Continent. After leaving the church called Saint-Sien, Lumian unceremoniously drove Camus to tour the entire town of Tizamo twice, including the military camps, plantations and the edge of the primitive jungle outside the town. Camus carefully introduced everyone he knew. As evening approached, Lumián walked towards the Briou Hotel and asked casually: "What did you do with the dead horse?" "I sold it to the butcher and plan to buy a new one from a nearby plantation owner," Camus replied nonchalantly. Lumian felt a little disappointed for Ludwig, so he shut his mouth and entered the hotel. late at night. In the shadows outside the Briu Hotel, Lumian came out without his golden straw hat and strolled toward the tan house that "Siso" Tewanaco had rebuilt. It was almost dawn and the town of Tizamo had become very quiet. Apart from a few patrolling soldiers and drunkards supporting their companions, no one else was walking on the road. Under the crimson moonlight, Lumian passed by the door of a bar called "Anaconda" and heard some noise coming from inside. In the primitive jungle a few hundred meters away, the howling of wild beasts could be heard occasionally. Lumian walked forward and finally reached his destination, then went up to the third floor and found the wooden bed where he had slept at noon. He was busy for a while, and when he was ready, he didn't lie down immediately. He looked around and said to himself thoughtfully: "Thermopolos, do you find any problem here?" Thermiporos's majestic and layered voice echoed in Lumian's body: "I use your eyes, your ears, your nose, your spirituality, and your destiny to observe the outside world, but I see a little more than you do." Does that mean that what I can see and discover will still be limited by my body, spirit, and personality? Wait, this guy is getting more and more like a riddle man, not directly answering whether there is any abnormality in this house, and where the abnormality is... Lumian immediately sneered: "Are you really an angel from the realm of destiny? I'm already at Sequence 5, and you can't use my eyes and spirituality to find the problem here. Didn't you see before that Sequence 8 of the 'Monster' path can create a feeling of coldness here?

“No way, the angel of the Fate Path is not as good as the Sequence 8 of the Destiny Path?” The "Monster" Path is also known as the "Destiny" Path. Lumian provoked Thermiporos to see if he could pry some useful information out of this angel-level "ascetic". He didn't have much hope for this, but at least he wouldn't lose anything. Thermiporos returned to silence, so quiet that it seemed as if he had disappeared into Lumian's body. “You are so patient, you are worthy of being called the Ascetic Angel.” Lumian said sarcastically, then took out the gold-cased pocket watch he got from the Breeze Ballroom and pressed it to confirm the current time: 11:51pm. Putting away the pocket watch, Lumian lay down on the wooden bed in the room. This time he came to try whether sleeping in this house in the dark night would trigger abnormal changes, and whether he could enter a special dream and participate in the "Dream Festival". For this reason, Lumian had informed Ludwig in advance, telling him that if he had not returned by the time of his second midnight snack, he should go to the house rebuilt by Tewanaku and forcibly wake him up. After Lumian promised a big meal tomorrow, Ludwig agreed. With a crackling sound, the hideous spiders climbing on the outer wall of the house and many mosquitoes in the room fell down together, burning, and the smell of burnt food filled the air. Relying on meditation techniques, Lumian quickly fell into a deep sleep. He slowly woke up from his daze, and when he stood up, he found himself still lying on the wooden bed, in the master bedroom on the third floor of "Siso's" house. It was late at night outside the window. The crimson moonlight seemed to be blocked by clouds, with only a little shining through, making it unusually dim. The howling of wild beasts in the primitive jungle and the faint noise from the bar have completely stopped. The night has entered the most peaceful state, as silent as death. "No changes..." Lumian sighed in disappointment. He was about to take out his gold-cased pocket watch to check the time, and then leave the house in this deep and dark environment and return to the Briu Hotel along the street, when his pupils suddenly dilated and his eyes became visibly frozen. In the dim crimson moonlight, Lumian quickly scanned the floor of the room: He didn't see the mosquito's body! The mosquitoes he had burned to death using his "Arsonist" ability before falling asleep should have fallen to the ground in a charred state, but now, they were nowhere to be found, and the surface of the floor was as clean as if it had just been swept! “Could it be that someone came in and cleaned the room while I was asleep? I’ve set up several traps around here, they won’t be bypassed so easily… ‘Ghost’? Lumian tensed up instantly, took out the gold-cased pocket watch he had put away earlier from his shirt pocket under his vest, snapped it open, and checked the time: 11:58pm. PS: Thank you Zhuri for your continued donation to the Silver Alliance. Now we are the Gold Alliance. As agreed, I will add another chapter, which will be next weekend. Because my wife has just been discharged from the hospital and still needs to recover, I have to help more in taking care of the children, and I also have to make up for some saved manuscripts. (End of this chapter)