Iconse didn't need to look back to imagine the strange stares the players were looking at her.

It's a question that doesn't make sense to answer "yes" or "no".

There was a long-standing sorrow on his face, and he said in a deep voice:

"It used to be."

"Correct." The blood-red font on the surface of the silver mirror has changed.

Iconse sighed a little with struggle, he covered the silver mirror in his hand with a black cloth, faced the team members who were pretending to be nothing, and said:

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"The murderers are a man and two women, three extraordinary people, all of them are in the middle sequence, or even sequence five, to pass this news to the 'night watchmen' of the 'Night Church'."

"Then, following Arodes' instructions, we split up to investigate the victims of the previous 'Beckland Serial Murder Dismemberment' to find out if there were some hidden connections and backgrounds behind them."

"Yes, Captain." The members of the "Heart of the Machine" agreed in unison.

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Evening, 59 Agram Street.

Outside the window, the crimson moon, which was rendered by the light of the gas street lamp, suddenly deepened and thickened, and the clouds and mist in the mid-sky had dispersed, and the red moon, which was more than a semicircle, was clearly revealed.

Its silhouette was so fast and plump that in just a second or two it turned into a full moon, a full moon as red as blood!

In the occult, this sight is called a "blood moon", and although it has only been two weeks since the last full moon, no one can explain this unreasonable situation, and can only blame the "goddess of the night" for her bad mood.

And the ascent and explosion of feminine power brought about by the "Blood Moon" will bring benefits to some extraordinary people, but it will also bring unexpected pain to some people, such as Sharon and Mariqi.

Another example, Folth ......

She was sitting on the sofa in the spacious room, fishing and thinking about the plot of the next book, until she found that the moonlight shining in outside the window was getting thicker and redder.

Another full moon, that suicidal whisper once again drilled into my mind, and there was no way to avoid it.

She fell off the couch, her body twisting and struggling there.

After a while, she brushed the floor and scratched a large handful of hair, but the pain did not relieve her symptoms as if her head was about to explode, nor did it calm her restlessness that wanted to end her life with a single stab.

"Miss Louise is at home, and even if she turns into a monster, she won't hurt anyone else...... So you have to hold on, Furth ......" she whispered in pain, her legs twitching and straightening.

As if a drill was digging through his own skull, Fore remembered Miss Louise's admonition:

"Only by being favored by the gods can you get rid of the full moon curse."

So, with great difficulty, she recited the name of the god she believed in, hoping for salvation:

"Great, the god of steam, and the machine;"

"You are the essence, the incarnate;"

"You are an artisan, protector;"

"You are the brilliance of technology, the brilliance."

Over and over again, Furth's pain never diminished, but became more and more intense.

So, she began to recite the names of the other gods.

"You are exalted above the stars;"

"The goddess of the night who is older than eternity;"

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"King of the Sky, Emperor of the Sea,"

"Calamity Monarch, God of Storms!"

At this time, she no longer thinks about whether the gods will find out that she is a false believer, as long as there are gods who are willing to redeem herself, let me give anything......

However, the pain did not abate, but intensified, and Firth, who could no longer bear it, frantically scratched the wooden legs of the couch with his fingernails, scratching deep marks one after another, and scratching out a tooth-aching creak.

Even if the evil god is willing to help me, I am willing to accept it...... In a trance, she remembered the evil gaze that Hugh had attracted after reciting the honorable name, and recalled the name that looked like a god, and Miss Louise's words flashed through her mind, and recited in a less clear thought:

"A fool who does not belong to this time;"

"The Mysterious Lord of the Grey Mist;"

"The Yellow and Black King of Good Fortune;"

"Help me, save me......"

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In Joewood, Klein had just been promoted to the "magician" of Sequence 7 when he suddenly heard the sound of illusory supplications echoing in layers.

It sounded like a woman, and her voice was choppy and seemed to contain great pain.

"Who could it be?" He walked four steps backwards to the top of the gray mist, confirming that the prayer was not from a member of the Tarot Society.

Fortunately, it's not Miss "Power", otherwise she can't be forced to the point of asking for help...... Crane thought a little relaxed, and a little of his left hand spread out of spirituality, touching the unfamiliar circle of light that rippled in waves.

The scene changed around him, and he saw an overturned coffee table, a sloping couch, books and papers all over the floor, and a dying brunette lady.

This is one of the two extraordinary people recommended by Miss "Justice", but she looks like she is on the verge of losing control...... Also, how is the décor in this room familiar?

Well, you have to decide whether to save someone, or this lady will become a monster completely...... Klein pondered for a moment, then allowed his spirit to flood wildly, establishing a solid, mystical connection with the other party.

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Firth's thoughts grew more and more cloudy, and she seemed to see Hugh appear before her, with a sad tearful expression, snuggling up to Miss Louise, who was expressionless.

The next second, she suddenly became awake, and all the hallucinations and pain were gone, as if the whispers that had almost killed her before were all imagination.

Where is this? She looked around in amazement, saw the towering stone pillars, and saw the majestic palace supported by the stone pillars.

Immediately afterward, she noticed that at the top of the bronze table, there was a mysterious and anomalous figure wrapped in a thick gray mist that seemed to be looking down on everything.

"You are a god!" Firth exclaimed, joy and trepidation, and then quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the figure.

Klein wondered how she could call me a god when she met like Miss Power...... Could it be that he is also a veteran and extraordinary person with rich occult knowledge? But she only has Sequence 9......

"How do you know I'm a god?" He asked casually.

Forthth stood up at once, and replied quickly:

"Because I was told that only the gods could help me lift the full moon curse."

"Full Moon Curse...... Crane said after a two-second mutter, "It doesn't have to be a curse. ”

Forth's eyes widened, as if he wanted an answer.

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In the guest room, Furth's body fell silent, lying messily on the ground, and the shape was very chic.

Louise suddenly withdrew from her stealth and said with a slight smile:

"Doesn't seem like I'm going to kill you, Firth."

After that, her figure disappeared into the air again, leaving behind a surging sentence:

"Welcome, Miss Magician."