Lumian saw that the black-robed man had a face that was exactly the same as his own, but there were slight differences: the depths of the other party's light blue eyes were faintly a little silvery and black, and the skin on his face was a little darker than the original one.

"Who are you!" Lumian blurted out in shock, but was silenced by the cloth stuffed in his mouth, leaving only a vague movement.

The black-robed man smiled, and without introducing himself, turned around and walked to where the parish priest was standing.

Lumian tried to catch up, desperate to find out who this man was and why, and how he had been in the dead wizard's tomb before.

Although he was both surprised and stunned that the parish priest was able to preserve his memories in the cycle, he had not expected it at all, but this matter could be valid, explained, and not at all contradictory in the light of his various speculations about the nature of the cycle, after all, there had been an example of Madame Poalis before.

What is surprising is that this black-robed man actually looks exactly like Lumian, and he is suspected of being another him.

This is Lumien's speculation about the nature of the cycle that cannot be explained and cannot be contained!

There must be something wrong with this!

Lumian leaned forward with all his might, but was restrained by the rope and fell to the altar with a thud.

The fall caused his originally coagulated nosebleed to flow out again, and the red and swollen injuries that had turned purple became more and more obvious.

Lumian didn't give up, even if he couldn't use his hands and feet, he still relied on the strong flexibility brought by the "dancer", and crawled towards the black-robed man like a snake, crawling with great difficulty.

He had only a few similar thoughts in his head:

Be sure to figure out who this black-robed man really is and why he is here!

This must be some kind of embodiment of the nature of the cycle, and once this secret is solved, there is hope that the cycle will be used to get out of the current predicament and finally solve the various anomalies in the village of Koldu!

Tick, tick, the blood on Lumian's face dripped to the ground, leaving a bright red color, and his subsequent struggling body rendered this color everywhere, a mess, full of blood.

He tried to get closer to the black-robed man, but no sound came out of his mouth, and his expression was distorted to the point of horror with pain and eagerness.

The black-robed man, who looked exactly like Lumian, looked down at the ground and said to the parish priest Guillaume. Bennet Road:

"Let's start the ceremony."

"Okay." Guillaume. Bené on the edge of the altar to the shepherd Pierre. "Carry Lumien to the altar." ”

Pierre. Berry walked over, grabbed Lumian by the armpit, and lifted him up.

No! Lumian struggled there with all his might, like a fish fresh out of the water.

This "slippery" shepherd Pierre. Berry almost got out of his hands.

The mild emotion in Pierre's eyes quickly faded, and the brutality of the murder room came to the fore.

His strength suddenly became very strong, and he forcibly controlled Lumian's body, throwing him onto the altar. Immediately afterwards, Pierre. Berry looked at Lumian and chuckled:

"You'd better expect to die just as you go through the ritual than to the end.

"I promise, you'll regret it."

Is this in response to my previous "provocation"? As soon as this thought flashed through Lumien's mind, he saw Aurel, dressed in a simple white robe, walking up to him.

She leaned against the altar full of cloves and tulips and looked at her brother vacantly.

All the villagers in the church flocked to this side, half-enclosing the altar area.

The parish priest then took out two gray-white candles and placed them in the corresponding positions of Auroel and Lumian.

Then he placed the same candle at his feet, forming a pattern of two high and one low on the altar. After a few seconds, the parish priest spiritually lit the three candles in order from top to bottom, from left to right. A faint sweetness bit by little penetrated the tip of Lumian's nose, making him suddenly feel a little dazed, only to feel that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

Ryan, Leah, and Valentine sneak to the side of the church of the "Eternal Sun" with the brown suitcase. They hid in the shadows, looked through the stained glass, and saw the altar of the "Eternal Sun" changed, saw Lumian tied to the left, Aurel standing on the right, and saw the parish priest facing the siblings, with a lit gray candle at their feet, flanked by the black-robed man and Pierre, who could not see their faces. Berry.

Witnessing this scene, Valentine's fist clenched instantly, and there seemed to be a golden light flashing in his eyes. Leah glanced sideways at him, worried that her companion was so angry that she lost her mind.

Fortunately, Valentine is also a "purifier" who has performed many missions and knows what to do and what not to do now. Ryan retracted his gaze and said in a suppressed voice:

"We went around closer to the altar, smashed through the glass, and launched a surprise attack to snatch Lumien and Aurel out of the village within a minute.

"If you don't achieve your goal in a minute, abandon the operation, flee to the river, and actively trigger the loop."

"Okay." Valentine and Leah replied in a deep voice, and nodded in the other. Ryan then added:

"Valentine, you get ready for 'Sunshine', we can't hold back any more, we have to use '2-217' now. ”

"No problem." As Valentine responded, Leah pulled out a box of matches.

Controlling the veil and the little silver bell on her boots, she circled around the square of the village of Cordu at great speed, throwing a few matches in different places.

This is the preset passage for the retreat afterwards.

"Magicians" don't do unprepared performances.

Once Ria had done this, the three official investigators cautiously walked under the stained glass on the side of the altar.

Valentine looked up and said to Ryan:

"The ritual is about to begin, and we need to act now."

Ryan was also observing the situation inside the church, and frowned and said:

"Did you notice anything wrong?"

Leah quickly recounted what she had just seen, and replied eagerly, "I can't hear the sound inside!" ”

They had come to the nearest villager less than three meters away, but they couldn't hear any sound coming from inside, and the villagers were clearly talking enthusiastically!

Ryan's eyes tightened, and he had a guess in an instant.

He stood up, not daring to be spotted by the cultists inside the church, and slammed into the stained-glass window in front of him. The sound of clanging echoed, the glass that should have been fragile intact, and the villagers inside the church seemed unaware of the movement outside.

While Ryan condensed the "Armor of Dawn" and the "Sword of Dawn", Ria ran in circles outside the window.

This time, none of the small silver bells that had been deliberately controlled rang.

From Leah's point of view, this means that there is no danger at all, but looking at the scene inside the church, how can there be no danger?

So, she thinks the correct answer is:

Very dangerous!

It was so dangerous that the silver bell seal was completely disturbed or dared not react!

Bang!

The condensed "Sword of Dawn" slashed into a stained glass, but it had no effect, and the entire church seemed to be wrapped in an invisible and terrifying force, and outsiders could not enter.

A pillar of pure light swirling around the flames descended out of thin air with the opening of Valentine's arm, but instead of appearing in the church as he had expected, it only landed on the outside of the stained glass, causing ripples.

It seems that the inside and outside have been completely cut off.

Ryan immediately made a decision and said to Valentine and Leah:

"Try that seal, if it doesn't work, we'll go outside the village and touch the loop."

The reason why Ryan didn't propose to evacuate immediately, and wanted to see if he could break in and rescue Lumien and Orore was because he suspected that once the ritual really began, the cycle might be affected, and at that time, he and the others might not be able to get out of Kordu Village, and they would not be able to restart everything here.

Valentine wasted no time and directly summoned the illusory golden flames.

With two clicks, Ryan opened the suitcase and brought out the "Tanago Scarecrow" with the small half of his body covered in skin.

He taped the front of the scarecrow to the stained glass, then untied the thick black cloth.

"2-217"'s" face suddenly appeared a pair of eyes that seemed to come from a human, they were embedded in the brownish-green straw, and there was no emotion.

The two eyeballs rolled to see Ponce standing on the edge of the altar. Bene.

The villain froze and turned and ran to the window.

As he ran, his body vanished, and his clothes fluttered to the ground, covering his shoes.

A piece of flesh covered in skin appeared around the neck of the "Tanago Scarecrow", which fused with the straw underneath.

"It works!" The hearts of Ryan and the others were filled with joy.

This means that the church is not inaccessible, and it means that the protection of the altar is not unbreakable!

…………

"The constellations are changing!"

"It's finally coming!"

“……”

In the lively discussion of the villagers, permeating the surrounding smell of gray amber, cloves, musk and tulips, Lumian with a strange sense of déjà vu, relying on the flexibility of a "dancer", forcibly propped up his upper body while being bound.

The next second, he saw the parish priest open his mouth and shout in the ancient Hermetian language: "Great 'Circle of Fate'!" ”

As soon as the name was blurted out, the interior of the church suddenly became dark, and the villagers instantly fell silent.

The orange flames on the three candles were pressed to the size of peppercorns, and they were all dyed silver and black with a tint of silver. Lumian's mind buzzed, and a familiar burning sensation returned to his chest.

His gaze flickered strangely, and the golden dome on the heights, the hollow-eyed Aurel on his side, the solemn priest in front of him, and the black-robed man wearing a hood appeared in his eyes at the same time.

There was a sharp pain in his head, and he felt as if something was being pulled out in the depths of his memory, which was very similar to the picture he saw in front of him.

The sense of familiarity and déjà vu once again came over Lumian's mind, dozens or hundreds of times stronger than just now.

Plop, plop!

He heard his own heart beating.

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