Chapter 412: Burning (Additional update, please give me a monthly ticket) "I have a friend," he said in a calm voice: "The 'crazy woman' should be a 'traveler'. I don't know where she lives permanently... "Ultraman was previously a Sequence 6 Notary of the Sun Pathway. I'm not sure now. He hasn't been to Trier recently, and I haven't left the asylum either. We just chatted a few words every time we got together... "Loki is a Sequence 5 Puppet Master of the Diviner Path, but I suspect he is more valued by the Celestial Lord than we are. He can mobilize many resources we don't know about. He even has a mysterious castle called Dilan hidden somewhere... "The Bard is a Sequence 6 'Fire Thief' of the 'Thief' pathway. Of course, I'm not sure about his current situation. We haven't met in reality for a long time... The Secret Records of Emperor Roselle was indeed written by him and published under his name... "I'm not familiar with Hisoka, and he has never attended any real gatherings in the Northern Continent. In my opinion, he is very dangerous, second only to Loki and about the same as Crazy Woman... “If I hadn’t been crazy for a while, I would have been at Sequence 5 by now…” Dillan Castle...Lumian remembered Ms. Hela's description of Loki's dream, and suspected that the mysterious castle hidden somewhere was the place where Loki was resurrected. He had not expected that the Bard was a Beyonder of the Thief path. He thought the nickname came from the Sea Songster of the Sailor path or the Midnight Poet of the Night path, but it made sense when he thought about it. In rural stories, bards often worked as part-time thieves.
This also proves that "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" can exert a considerable influence on the "Fortune Teller", "Apprentice" and "Thief" paths. Half of the six core members belong to these three paths. After "I have a friend" was finished, Franka asked with concern: "Which other members of the research institute are your accomplices?" "I have a friend" who had no desire to hide anything and answered calmly: "I know of 'Pettigrew'..." "'Pettydwarf'?" Franca blurted out in astonishment. "I thought he chose this nickname to mock his height, but it turns out that he was mocking his identity?" "I have a friend" nodded slightly: "Before he found the organization and joined the research institute, he had actually already known Loki. As you all know, Loki can use the power of the Celestial Lord to sense travelers within a certain range, and Pettigrew is also in the Trier region. "He first became Loki's subordinate, and then joined the research institute and was assigned to another group. He actually gave himself the nickname 'Petty Dwarf', saying that he wanted to play a prank and expose the real situation nakedly, mocking and fooling all the members of the research institute who lacked sensitivity. But in fact, I know that he was hesitating, he was feeling guilty, and he was struggling. He hoped to use this method to remind other members of the research institute that he had problems. "My plan is to tell him when I have the chance that the 'Muggle' who never discriminated against him because of his height and was always gentle and kind to him was the one who got into trouble because of us. He is also an indirect helper. By then, his expression of collapse and pain will be very beautiful to watch." "Fuck!" Franca cursed. Although "I Have a Friend" had his frontal lobe removed and became very calm, with no more sarcasm in his tone of voice, the thoughts he expressed straightforwardly were still full of malice, causing Franka to be completely unable to control her emotions. "What else?" Lumian asked for her. "I have a friend" continued to give five nicknames, and finally said: "These are the ones I know about. As for Loki and the others who have developed quietly and not told me, I have no idea." "That's still a lot..." Franca felt both hateful and frustrated. Lumian glanced at her sideways and said: "Just tell Ms. Hela about this information. How to deal with it is up to the presidents and vice presidents. You don't need to be embarrassed or hesitant. Just enjoy the results. Auror, uh, isn't there a saying in your hometown? If you don't see the lamb being killed or cook it yourself, you can enjoy the delicious lamb meat without any psychological barriers. Otherwise, you will inevitably be kind, soft-hearted, and entangled in pain." Franka exhaled and muttered: "Your sister's adaptation of famous quotes is really outrageous..." She pulled herself together and looked towards "I Have a Friend": "Is it because you believe in the Heavenly Lord that you spread the word that the end of the world is coming, and you rush to pursue happiness, thus doing all kinds of bad things without any psychological barriers, or is it because you are sure that the end of the world is coming and humans cannot resist, so you believe in the Heavenly Lord out of despair?" “I have a friend” replied:
"All of them. Some of them tried to replicate their behaviors before crossing over, and they were directly noticed by the Heavenly Lord. Some of them encountered disasters and had their first contact with the end of the world. They believed in the Heavenly Lord after their mental breakdown." At this point, "I have a friend" turned his empty eyes to Franka who had asked the question just now: "Later, Tianzun gave us some revelations, allowing us to guess part of the truth, including..." For some reason, Lumian suddenly had a strong sense of danger and interrupted the "I have a friend" statement: "No need to talk about it!" "I have a friend" immediately shut his mouth. "Why can't I tell you?" Franca was anxiously waiting for an answer, but there was no response. Lumian remembered the concept of "barrier" and other things related to the end of the world, and said seriously: "You are not yet suitable to know the truth about the apocalypse. Such knowledge may cause you to lose control or suffer fatal contamination. Wait until you become a demigod before asking." “Okay.” Franca glanced at Lumian and muttered, “Why are you acting like you know the truth…?” Why can he do it but I can't? “I only know a little bit.” Lumian answered frankly, “And that did put me in danger. Fortunately, Mr. Fool sealed it.” At this point, as the effect of the "truth serum" wore off, "I Have a Friend" returned to its usual calm, even the desire to answer questions disappeared. Franka stared at the "psychologist" who had his frontal lobe removed for a few seconds, then sighed and said: "Sometimes, we are still too naive, and we may all think of ourselves as the protagonists." Lumian knew that the "we" here referred to the members of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society. Franca retracted her gaze and turned to Lumian and said: "When I was operating on the sheep last night, I searched the wards of 'I Have a Friend' and his double. I found some papers in the latter's place. I didn't read the contents carefully, but they seemed a bit obscure and difficult to understand." As she spoke, she stood up, returned to the room, and took out a thin stack of papers. Lumian took it and flipped through it, then frowned. "The worship of Mitra..." "What is this?" Franca didn't hear the first half of the interrogation. Lumian briefly explained, and finally said: "This should be a spell that allows one to pass through the Invisible Gate and closely connect with a certain evil god to gain knowledge and experience. Even ordinary people should be able to learn it after receiving the right guidance." "I was wondering why it sounded so weird when I read it. What about the layers of heaven, the invisible door, the great vision, the edge of immortality? It sounds so dangerous!" Franka sighed sincerely. Lumian put away the secret art of "Cult of Midoro". Although he did not know how to use it and had no need to use it, he could still master the corresponding knowledge, which would help deal with the evil gods who relied on "Cult of Midoro" to gain knowledge and power. He then said to Franca: "Please tell Ms. Hela about the information you just received. I will go and deal with I Have a Friend." "Yeah." Franka nodded slightly, watching Lumian put on the "lie" ear clip, walk to the armchair, grab the calm man's shoulder, and disappear in an instant. …………
Prison area, Ruwa Complex Execution Ground. It was not yet seven o'clock in the morning. There was no one here. It was wet and seemed isolated from the world. Lumian walked out of the void with "I Have a Friend" and tied this core member of "April Fool's Day" to the stake. Then he stepped back a long distance, half squatted, and pressed his hands on the ground. Two red tongues of fire shot along the overgrown rammed earth ground and quickly rushed towards the body of "I have a friend". They grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a giant snake, completely engulfing "I Have a Friend". Lumian stood up, using his feet to maintain the flow of flames while silently watching the calm "psychologist" whose grayish-white "dragon scales" were highlighted by stress. His body struggled subconsciously, but not too strongly. His various extraordinary abilities spread out in all directions, but failed to affect Lumian who was out of range. Lumian gathered a dangerous flaming spear and threw it, burning and piercing a hole in the chest and abdomen of "I Have a Friend". The red flames that had not yet burned the "dragon scales" elsewhere rushed here and poured into the body of "I Have a Friend". As this core member of the "April Fools" began to truly burn, his body instinctively making sounds of pain, Lumian's mind raced with thoughts, and he quickly recalled last night's battle and today's interrogation. He extracted a lot of experience from it, but it has not yet formed a code of conduct: "Fire is not only a means of killing, but also a deterrent, a threat and a signal... "It is necessary for the 'arsonist' to combine his own fire and traps... "..." As the raging flames fiercely burned the words "I have a friend", it seemed as if a flame was burning in Lumian's heart. That is anger, that is pleasure, that is catharsis. At this moment, Lumian's "Arsonist" potion had been digested a little bit, just like what happened after the battle last night. I don’t know how long it took, but in the empty execution ground, on the high stake, “I have a friend” stopped struggling, lost his breath, and his body became charred and cracked. PS: Thanks to Huzhongriyue, Xiuliqiankun and Nuanyang1314 for their votes and rewards. Thanks to everyone for their support. I will add more chapters and double the monthly votes in the last half day~ (End of this chapter)