Chapter 355 Spring Eye From the depths of the tomb, a figure staggered out. After entering the range of the candlelight, the figure seemed a little uncomfortable with the light and raised his right hand to block his eyes. Like the tomb managers, he wore a blue shirt and yellow trousers, but his face was deeply wrinkled and covered with light brown patches. His all-white hair was sparse and dry, and his eyes were a rare pure black and cold. For some reason, Lumian always felt that the figure of this old tomb keeper was rather blurry, as if his edges blended into the surrounding darkness and could not be illuminated by the light of the white candle, and his breathing was so faint that it seemed nonexistent. Like a corpse that still retained the ability to speak, he spoke hoarsely and emotionlessly: "leave here!" "Since it's open to the public, there shouldn't be any areas that are off-limits!" Lumian imitated the tone of some college students in the Memorial Hall area, trying to convince them with "reason." The old gravekeeper repeated what he had just said: "leave here!" Lumian turned his head and looked at "Hela" beside him, wanting to see if she had any way to convince the gravekeeper. If that doesn't work, then just take action, control the other person, or even knock him out!
The "Heng Ha Technique" is very suitable for doing this kind of thing. "Hela" shook her head slowly, turned and walked out of the tomb. ………… Underground near the Opera Arcade. Franka looked at the client and asked tentatively: "What deal?" The man dressed as a wizard answered sharply: “I’ll raise your reward to 5 Felgin. Go to the Deep Valley Quarry and create a big commotion to expose the secret cave. "If you are willing, you can sign the contract now. I have a way to ensure that the contract is binding on both parties." 5 Felgin to create an explosion that can collapse the stone wall of the secret cave entrance? It sounds simple... Why would they ask us to do such a simple thing and give us 5 Felgin as a reward? The more Franka thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She tilted her head slightly, took out a fist-sized gray-white cloth bag, threw it into the shadow beside her, and pretended to be on guard against the man opposite her and was not convenient to search for items, and said: "Help me find the seal." Seal? Janna emerged from the shadows and caught the small money bag that made a metallic clanging sound. She was very confused about what Franca said: Aren’t there coins and the “Ring of Punishment” in here? Franka smiled at the client: "What are the specific terms of the contract?" She felt that the other party would tamper with the contract by using their extraordinary abilities in the corresponding field, and she planned to take action directly before signing the contract! Catch him and interrogate him clearly before considering whether to sign the contract! ………… Lumian followed Hela out of the tomb with doubt and asked: "What should we do now?"
“Grab my right arm.” Hela’s voice was colder than before, without any warmth at all. Lumian probably understood what she was thinking, and as she instructed, he reached out and grabbed her right arm. Then, "Hela" used her left palm to rotate the black diamond ring on the middle finger of her right hand. Almost at the same time, Lumian felt that he was alienated to some extent, and was no longer in the same world as the environment at the entrance of the tomb. He looked around quickly and found that everything, including the dim candlelight, became blurry, as if covered by a thick fog. In such a fog, "Hela" led him step by step and re-entered the tomb. There was no movement in the depths of the tomb, and the two of them moved slowly forward in the dead silence. Soon, with visibility no more than five meters, Lumian saw a rotten coffin standing upright on the ground. The elderly tomb keeper was standing inside the coffin, his eyes open without a trace of light, his body motionless. This time, Lumian couldn't hear his breathing at all. In the foggy state, the elderly tomb keeper ignored Lumian and "Hela" and "watched" them pass by him and head to the end of the tomb. There was a gentle slope going down to nowhere. "Hela" signaled to Lumian that he could release his hand, and the strange state of the two people being misted and hidden disappeared. Lumian stood at the top of the slope, and with the help of the candle in his hand, he saw a lot of skeletons scattered on the slope, none of which were complete. At this moment, he felt the coldness bursting out from the depths of his heart occupying his whole body, making his emotions and desires wither. But the magical thing was that the irritability and the malice of wanting to break other people's necks that he could not get rid of were still there, and they were getting stronger and stronger. This made Lumian seem to be watching another self, a crazy and unfamiliar self, in an abnormally calm state. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at "Hela" again. The lady drank a pot of liquor in one breath, but her face was still pale, and several purple-red patches appeared on the exposed skin, making her look as if she had been dead for some time. “Are you okay?” Lumian kept in mind that his main role was to remind Hela at all times and prevent her from being corroded by the pollution in the catacombs and causing abnormal changes. Hela put down the empty wine bottle and said in a voice without any trace of life: “It’s fine for now. "I have made certain preparations for the situation here. As long as I don't stay too long, there will be no problem." “How long can you stay here?” Lumian asked. "About half an hour." "Hela" began to move down the slope. Lumian planned to wait and grab Hela's arm a few minutes in advance, regardless of whether he would gain anything or not, and use the "Spiritual World Shuttle" to forcibly take her away from here. On the black slope, the further down you go, the more skeletons there are. They gradually become complete, retaining their original shapes. Some look like humans, and some look like monsters. The skeleton that Hela had awakened before also knelt on one knee and stopped on this slope. It was unknown what stopped it from moving forward. After walking for a distance, Lumian saw layers of thin gray mist in front of him. They contract gently and sometimes expand, as if they have a life of their own. "Hela" slowed down her pace and looked at the thin gray mist, more cautious and solemn than ever before.
“Is that a problem?” The more Lumian looked at the gray mist, the more familiar it seemed. Hela nodded and said: "It's very dangerous. I have made corresponding preparations, but I'm not sure if they will work." While listening to Ms. "Hela"'s answer, Lumian continued to look at the gray mist. Suddenly, he understood why he felt familiar with it. Isn’t that the gray mist that shrouds the ruins of Cordu Village? Wasn't that the gray mist that provided protection when he prayed for the gift? At this moment, Lumian understood the real reason why Ms. Justice insisted that he follow Ms. Hela to find the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain". He took a few tentative steps forward and stretched out his right palm toward the gray mist. As soon as the two came into contact, Lumian felt a warmth in his left chest. He knew that Mr. Fool's seal had been activated. His right palm reached into the gray-white mist without encountering any danger or abnormality. Lumian suddenly became reassured, and said to himself: "Praise the fool!" After a brief prayer, he turned to "Hela" and smiled: “I prepared accordingly and it seemed to be working. "Let me take your arm." "Hela" did not ask Lumian what preparations he had made, nor did she ask what other information he had. She let him grab her left arm and slowly walked into the gray mist with him. Everything around them became even quieter, and there seemed to be an invisible aura surging strangely. Not long after, they both heard an illusory, slight rustling sound at the same time. The sound of water...Lumian was delighted and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He and Hela were not in the wrong place! The one below is most likely the "Samaritan Woman Fountain"! The two walked forward a few more steps, and the gray mist quickly faded, revealing a spring the size of a pond. The spring is surrounded by dark objects whose specific color is difficult to describe in words, and pale water is flowing in the middle. In the water, a mass of wet, black hair like seaweed was floating up and down, and at the bottom there were several blurry figures vaguely seen trying to climb out. There was a woman wandering around the fountain. She was the one Lumian had seen before, the one in a white robe who looked like a high-ranking witch. Her face was pale and transparent, her eyes were dull and cold, and white skeletons were scattered around her. Wow! The pale spring water suddenly shrank into the depths, leaving behind only a dark hole where even light could not exist. With another splash, spring water gushed out from the dark hole, filling the pond-sized spring again. Compared with before, it is darker and not pale enough. It is both empty and dark, yet seems to contain countless colors. In an instant, the spring water merged with the surrounding gray mist, returning to its original appearance when Lumian and "Hela" first saw it. In this place, the memories of both of them began to become blurred, and they seemed to be dying little by little.
Lumian quickly reached into his pocket, trying to take out the small metal bottle he had prepared in advance and fill it with the pale spring water. Just then, he touched something that felt like stone. He had never put anything like that in his pockets! Lumian pulled out his right hand in astonishment and saw a piece of brown stone in the palm of his hand. There were many pits on the stone, and each pit was dotted with dark red spots. Earth Blood Ore! This is the Earth Blood Ore that he lost before! When did it come back? How did it suddenly appear on me? This is part of underground Trier! Lumian was shocked and his pupils dilated. At the same time, a crazy, terrible breath full of blood and rust came out from the dark hole that swallowed the pale spring water again. Its mere appearance caused Lumian and Hela to freeze at the same time, unable to move. Next to the figure of a high-ranking witch wandering around the spring, a skeleton raised his hand and touched his right eye. At the same time, its white teeth opened and closed, and it laughed joyfully: "Now that I have it, why don't I give it a try?" Immediately afterwards, the densely packed white skeletons around the spring opened their mouths at the same time and made the same sound: "Now that I have it, why don't I give it a try?" (End of this chapter)