Chapter 162 Cruelty "Mr. Efe's fortune has unexpectedly changed... "Based on his performance against the robbers last night, it is impossible for him to keep his secrets in front of the official Beyonders pretending to be police officers... "Did they notice something unusual and make targeted preparations in advance?" The more Lumian thought about it, the more he suspected that his "robbery" of Mr. Efe last night had made him and the people behind him wary. But he couldn't confirm whether there was anything wrong with the landlord without trying. Considering that the person in the Old Pigeon Cage Theater might be watching this side, Lumian gave up the idea of "visiting" Mr. Efe and left the market avenue. He felt that he had to complete the "art of prophecy" as soon as possible to get answers to some questions. ………… In the observatory area, near the underground cemetery, next to the bonfire. Lumian saw Osta Trull, who was in a slightly strange posture: "How is it, have you collected the materials I need?"
Osta smiled sincerely and said: "I have found all of them: the lynx's entrails, the hyena's tongue, the stag's marrow, and the gray scopolamine. The total is five filgin. Add the reward you promised, and it will be twenty filgin." According to the agreement, Lumian should have paid him an additional 5 Felgin for each material, but he thought that the materials together were only worth 5 Felgin, and he was embarrassed to charge him the full amount, so he gave him a discount. Lumian didn't mind, after all, it saved him a lot of time. Of course, he would not force him to pay more, and according to Osta's offer, he gave him several bills totaling 20 Felgin. The four ingredients were either placed in cheap glass containers or directly packed in small wooden boxes and cloth bags. Lumian checked them one by one and put them in his pockets. He raised his head and looked at Osta Trull again: "Is there any more information about the water monster?" Osta nodded: "Have." He then showed an expression as if asking for credit: "In order to help you get more information about the water monster, I personally went to the underground river. Who knew that the ground there was so slippery and difficult to walk on, and I fell down." As he spoke, he pulled up his left sleeve, revealing obvious bloodstains from friction on his forearm. No wonder I felt your posture was not normal just now... If I hadn't commissioned Osta to collect information about the water monster, would he not have been injured? But I commissioned him after seeing that he would have a bloody disaster recently. What would have happened if I had given up? Lumian had an inexplicable sense of fate. Moreover, he himself is also in the destiny, and the fortune he senses includes his own wishes and actions. Lumian collected his thoughts and chuckled: "I warned you to be careful." "Uh..." Osta was stunned. Only then did he remember that Charles had asked him to be careful in the next two days. It came true so quickly? Isn't his divination ability too strong? Osta was shocked and asked: "You predicted at that time that I would be injured in the next two days?" What sequence is Ciel? Not only does he look like he's very capable in fighting, but he's also good at divination! Lumian smiled: "It's not divined." As for the real reason, he kept silent and let the other party guess.
Osta didn't dare to ask more questions and turned to talk about the water monster: "I sorted out those rumors and found that there are three types of monsters in that underground river: “The first kind looks like a drowned person, with a swollen body and pale skin. The second kind seems to be a mutated fish, not only is it nearly as tall as a human, but it is also covered with scales and is not afraid of harm. The third kind is black hair floating on the water. They will suddenly stretch out, wrap around the person on the shore, and drag him into the water. “These water monsters are not very strong, and their attacks on humans often fail, which is why so many rumors have spread. "It's not often that we see them. Sometimes we see them two or three times a month, but sometimes we see them even less. I went to check it out yesterday evening, but I didn't find anything except that I fell down." "With your fighting ability, if you really encounter one, you probably won't be able to come back." Lumian sneered. Osta smiled awkwardly and did not answer. That is to say, the water monsters in the rumors were not that powerful, so he dared to go there after divination. What Lumian is puzzled about now is that, judging from the performance of those water monsters, whether it is the two major churches or the Eighth Bureau, they can easily clear them out by sending a team of Extraordinary People. So why are they still allowing them to be active? If the underground river concealed a greater danger, those who encountered the water monster should not be able to escape. As thoughts raced through his mind, Lumian took out the materials given to him by Osta Trull and hid them in the gap between two nearby stones. He was worried that if he encountered a water monster later and a fierce battle broke out, the fragile items on his body would be damaged. Then, Lumian took out a 5-fergine note and handed it to Aosta: "Reward for information about the water monster." He then picked up the calcium carbide lamp and walked towards the underground river according to Osta's description and the nameplate in the tunnel. Osta hesitated for several seconds, then suddenly stood up, holding his calcium carbide lamp, and chased after Lumian. Hearing the footsteps, Lumian turned sideways and looked back at him, expressing his confusion with his eyes. Aosta smiled and said: "I'll go with you, maybe I can be of some help." "You?" Lumian did not try to hide his disbelief, which was tinged with contempt. Aosta cleared his throat and told the truth: "The water monster is a spiritual creature, and you can't move it away completely. I, I want to take the ones you don't want." If I really meet someone who needs it, I might be able to sell it for more than ten Felgins! Lumian stared at Osta until he felt uneasy, then he smiled and said: "You may follow, but I will not offer any protection." He sensed that Osta's current fortune was no longer prone to bloody disasters, and even had a little more fortune. In other words, if Osta followed him to the underground river, it would mean that this hunting operation would most likely be safe and rewarding. Of course, Lumian couldn't guarantee that his choice wouldn't bring about a change in his fortunes. "No problem." Osta was not nervous.
In his opinion, he was just following Charles from a distance, and if he really encountered a water monster, he would hide even further away, so there was almost no possibility of his life being in danger. Because Osta was determined to go, Lumian stared at him for a few more seconds. Seeing that his fortune had not changed, he withdrew his gaze, picked up the calcium carbide lamp, and continued to move forward. In a sense, it is a good thing to have such a person following you. Sometimes, fishing requires bait, and sometimes, when you are chased by a powerful monster, you don’t need to run faster than the monster, just a little faster than your so-called companions! The two men walked one in front and one behind, each using a carbide lamp to illuminate the way as they went deeper into this underground world. After more than ten minutes, the air in the tunnel became very humid, and Lumian could vaguely hear the sound of running water. He raised the calcium carbide lamp, looked at the nameplate on the side of the road, and turned to the right road hidden in the deep darkness. Soon, water reflected in front of us, stained with the glow of the calcium carbide lamp. Lumian slowed down his pace and moved closer to the underground river. It is five or six meters wide, with a naturally formed stone dome and hanging stalactites at the top. The water is quite clear, flowing between the ravines. Apart from some moss, Lumian saw no life at all. Osta had stopped and was watching from afar as the dangerous Beyonder searched the shore inch by inch. The two of them stopped and walked from time to time, always keeping a distance of more than ten meters. A quarter of an hour passed and Lumian found nothing. Half an hour later, it was still the same. Just as the road ahead became narrow, Lumian spotted some traces with his sharp eyes. Near the river, there were a few scattered stones, all with some mud on the sides. Has anyone struggled here? Lumian's heart moved and he approached cautiously. He squatted down, put the calcium carbide lamp aside, and carefully observed the environment here. Soon, he found two footprints and some traces of dragging. But where the traces pointed, the water was clear and the river bottom could be seen, and there was nothing dangerous lurking. Drip, a drop of liquid fell on the back of Lumian's neck. Cold and sticky. Lumian instantly had a strong sense of danger and looked up. Between the hanging stalactites, a figure with a grayish-white glow was climbing. It had a python-like head and a slippery body covered in fish scales, with two arms and a human-like leg extending from where the fins should have been. At this moment, the monster was opening its mouth wide, revealing a circle of sharp, white teeth, and a slightly sticky, fishy-smelling liquid was sliding out from the corners of its mouth. The next moment, the monster dropped from the sky and pounced on Lumian.
Lumian, who was squatting on the ground, fell backwards. At the same time, he used spring-like strength from his waist and abdomen to whip his right leg upward like a whip. With a crisp sound, Lumian, who was about to fall to the ground, kicked the monster that had no way to escape in mid-air, kicking it backwards and flying to the stone wall on the other side of the tunnel. boom! The monster crashed straight into the wall. Lumian suddenly turned over and stood up, pouncing on his target like a cheetah. The monster had just slid down the wall when Lumian's figure was reflected in its cold brown eyes. Lumian reached out his hands and grabbed its arms. The monster didn't dodge, but opened its palms and rushed forward. Each of its fingers has sharp scales that sparkle with a faint blue color. Suddenly, Lumian bounced his elbow, flipped his wrist, and grabbed the monster's wrist with both hands to prevent the dark blue scales from piercing him. Then he stretched out his right foot and tripped over the monster's one leg. Because it only had one leg, the water monster was unable to resist, and could only take advantage of the fact that Lumian had grabbed its wrist to jump up, with its one leg behind it and its huge mouth forward, trying to swallow the entire head of its prey. At this moment, Lumian loosened his hands, lowered his body, and rolled forward to the stone wall. thump! The water monster fell behind him. Lumian turned quickly, grabbed the monster's leg, then used his waist and abdomen to swing it up and smash it against the stone wall. boom! The monster's head caved in. Lumian did not stop, and kept swinging it in the air, smashing it against the pillars, the walls, and the ground, causing dark red blood mixed with light yellow liquid to splash all around. With the sound of bangs, potholes appeared on the stone wall, the water monster's head gradually cracked, and the things inside were stained with blood. Aosta Trull, who was more than ten meters away, saw this scene and opened his mouth slightly, forgetting to close it: So cruel! Amazing! With a plop, Lumian threw the completely lifeless and broken water monster to the ground. (End of this chapter)