Above the gray mist, in front of the tall, giant-like palace, Crane stood at the top of the bronze table, and he looked down like a god.

Crane figured out a yellow-brown parchment and a crimson round-bellied pen in front of him, and then expertly wrote down the divination statements that he had already considered.

"The source of that familiarity."

Putting down the pen and leaning back in the high-backed seat, Crane silently recited the divination statement as he entered the dream.

In the gray and illusory world, he saw a figure, this figure had ordinary facial features, wore round-framed glasses, and the corners of his mouth were always looking down and sneering, it was none other than Lan Erus!

"I've finally found you!" Crane gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, he had confirmed that the person he had met in the East Side was none other than Laneus.

Immediately, Klein informed Miss "Justice" who was in charge of the matter.

……

Lewis stayed at a hotel near Harvest Church, where he set up a sealed spiritual wall and chanted the name of the Lord of Mysteries in Hermes.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun;

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;

Fusheng Xuanhuang God

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. ”

As he recited the incantation, Lewis took four steps backwards, and a grayish-white mist and a crazy murmur appeared in front of his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, Lewis froze in place, he did not enter the gray fog, and the hotel room was still cramped in front of him.

"Why didn't I get above the gray fog this time?"

Lewis thought of several possibilities, the first of which was that the Lord of Mysteries had too little consciousness left to answer his prayers every time.

The second possibility is that Crane is above the gray fog at this time, and in order to prevent him from colliding with Crane, resulting in the illusion that two "masters" were born in the Source Castle, that part of the remaining consciousness did not respond to his prayers.

There was no way, Lewis tried to take out a pen and paper, and wrote the divination sentence with an intricately patterned silver pen:

"The location of the pen of Al Suhod."

He lay on the cedar desk, silently reciting the divination sentences, and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seven times later, Lewis saw the factory with thick black smoke, and under the factory, a spired bell tower.

"In the East End." The dream ended, and Lewis woke up suddenly.

He wasn't sure if the scene was the correct result of the divination or the guidance of Alsuhod's pen, the only thing he knew for sure was that important information would be found there.

"I'm going to check out the East End tonight, but I'll have to be careful lest it's a trap."

Outside, Lewis bought another copy of the Beckland Morning News on the street, and the newspaper of this time had lost its timeliness, so it would be cheaper accordingly.

Flipping through the pages of the newspaper, Lewis noticed a bounty for the thief, whose bounty had now risen to three hundred pounds, which was already the price of some big cases.

"What exactly did Cherie steal? Actually gave such a high bounty. ”

Without too much entanglement, he looked down the page of the newspaper, and under the page, he saw the winning numbers of this issue of "Today's Lottery", and the logo of the cross of the index finger and middle finger was very conspicuous.

“3，5，8……”

Lewis compared the tickets one by one, and finally confirmed that the three tickets he bought won the third, third, and fourth prizes respectively.

The third prize is £100, the fourth prize is £30 bounty, and £230 was won just by buying a ticket.

"I can't claim the prize just yet, and I'll be in trouble if I run out of luck today."

Thinking of this, Lewis did not go to the lottery center to redeem his prize for the time being, and he had to go to the East End to investigate.

When the sunlight shifted significantly, Lewis boarded a railroad carriage and made his way to Beckland's East End for two pence, where he disembarked at a location.

By this time, the sun had turned yellow, and the thick haze, although still enveloping the city, was not as severe as it had been in the morning.

In the distance, a spired bell tower stood, and he did not approach it directly, but watched from a distance.

"In reality, Seal 0-08 will find out about my divination, and I can't confirm if my divination is guided by Seal 0-08."

He watched everything around him carefully, and there was nothing unusual around him, or rather, no anomalies at all.

It was soon getting dark, and Lewis was getting closer and closer to the bell tower, his spirit unsuspecting any danger and gradually relaxing.

If you are careful, you can escape even if it is a trap.

Before he knew it, Lewis had already checked the situation five hundred meters near the bell tower, and the hands of the huge wall clock in front of him had crossed 1 o'clock, which was already past the wee hours of the morning.

Suddenly, Lewis saw an airship with a dark black livery coming from a distance, and the airship was suspended not too far from him, about 10 meters above the ground.

Spotting the anomaly, Lewis became more careful, and he increased the sensory ability and hearing of the "monster", and vaguely detected the conversation between the two under the airship.

"It's Lanrius and Sesima of the Church of the Goddess of the Night, these two have met......"

Suddenly, Lewis covered his ears and fell to his knees in agony, and he heard an illusory, almost insane whisper.

"It's a trap! The residual divinity in Lan'erus has done me a damn! Lewis curled up, his fingernails digging at the bluestone brick floor, oozing blood.

Without hesitation, he hurriedly recited the honorable name of the Lord of Mysteries.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun;

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;

Fusheng Xuanhuang God

Fusheng Xuanhuang ...... Tianzun. ”

Using his strong willpower, Lewis finished chanting the incantation in one go, and he saw the gray-white mist in front of him, and saw a tall door of light covered with cocoons.

The golden nanmu table and chair were in front of him, and he was sitting on the chair, and the crazy whispering in his ears had begun to disappear.

"The divination from the outside world is really not credible, I just tried to confirm the status of the seal 0-08, and fell into the trap.

It's a trap for me, and if it weren't for the fact that I had tuned my senses and hearing to the sharpest state, at such a distance, it would have hardly affected me too much with the crazy babbling. ”

Lewis had the idea of escaping from here, and he would not be able to obtain Seal 0-08 until he had enough strength, which would have put him at risk.

"It's dangerous to go back."

After about 10 minutes, Lewis took the citrine pendant in his hand, and the citrine pendant turned extremely slowly clockwise, which meant that the danger was almost negligible.

Confirming the results of the divination, Lewis voluntarily sank into the gray mist, and as the dense murmuring ended, he opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

Several silvery-white scales had already appeared on his arm, which gradually faded and disappeared, turning into normal skin.

Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from the sewer beneath his feet......

(End of chapter)