"How so?" Janna was surprised and stunned, but also had strong doubts.

She remembered that at the end of the occult gathering just now, the participants were separated apart, and there were many routes to choose from, and the two of them were still paying attention to leaving no traces, how could they be followed?

Seeing that Jana had restrained the urge to look back, Franca whispered as if nothing had happened:

"Who knows? Maybe a participant happened to choose this route and noticed someone in front of them who wanted to follow them to see if there was a chance to make a windfall, or maybe someone with a special ability followed us in a way we didn't expect.

"Go ahead, pretend nothing happened, and when you get back to the arcade subterranean mall, you'll be safe.

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"If the stalker attacks before then, you immediately throw away the carbide lamp in your hand, hide in the shadows around you, and then decide how to participate in the battle depending on the situation."

Jaina nodded slightly, indicating that she would do so.

Her left palm, which was holding the calcium carbide lamp, unconsciously clenched a little.

After the two of them walked along the dark and damp tunnel for a hundred or two hundred meters, Franka slowed down, turned her head, looked behind her, and said to herself, "The stalker is gone."

"Or maybe somehow bypassed the 'spider silk' I left behind...."

As soon as she finished speaking, in the darkness ahead, at the edge of the light of the calcium carbide lamp, a figure walked out.

Jaina reacted very quickly, and immediately threw down the calcium carbide lamp she was holding in her left hand and hid in the shadow on the side.

Franca, relying on the "mirror double", did not rush to dodge, and set her eyes on the stalker who had circled ahead.

It was a man dressed as a wizard and hiding his face with a hooded shadow.

The client!

He looked at Franca, and said in a deliberately sharp voice:

"I want to make a deal with you."

Behind the "Pillar of the Night", Lumian held a new white candle and reflected the dim light of the fire, following "Hela", along the mottled stone steps that seemed to lead to real hell, and walked into the depths of darkness.

The rock walls on both sides slowly receded, revealing a relief of a human head, a dark gray color that was densely packed together, just like the countless bones stacked next to each other in the upper burial chamber.

As soon as he had walked all the stone steps and stepped on the fourth floor of the catacombs, which was extremely silent, Lumian suddenly became irritable, as if he had been locked in a prison, and had lost his personal freedom for a long time, trying to escape by all means.

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He'd felt this before, it was from the negative impact of the Shadow of Armor contract, but it had never been so strong as it was now!

It's like his spirit being held in a physical trap and finally recognizing the facts.

His spirit wants to burst this "cage", to burst the world, to burst everything, to gain true freedom!

Call...... Lumian exhaled slowly, calming his mind a lot.

Even without the gift of the "Dervishesh", he could withstand such abnormal emotions to himself, and with the power of the "Dervishesh", he was able to control it more easily.

"According to Ms. 'Justice', the higher the sequence, the more madness accumulates, and the more likely it is to be affected by the pollution hidden in the fourth layer of the catacombs...... I'm in this situation right now, just because the sequence is not high and the influence is weak, so I can tolerate and control it?" Lumian quickly had a guess about the current situation, instinctively raised his head, and set his eyes on "Hela" diagonally ahead.

The other party's neck is quite slender, and most of it is hidden in the collar of a widow-like outfit, which is perfect for pinching it from the middle.

......

As soon as Lumian flashed such a thought, he quickly shook his head, throwing the negative impact from the "abscess severed hand" contract to the back of his mind.

At the same time, he saw that Hela's face was paler, more like a corpse that had been dead for days than a living human.

In the next second, "Hela" took out a military flask, unscrewed the lid, and drank it with a grunt.

Lumian sniffled and smelled the rich aroma of wine.

He muttered silently:

It should be a spirit...... According to the way Ms. "Hela" drinks, will she be like those drunkards in Fusak, who carry a lot of flasks with her?

After drinking a third of the distilled spirits in one go, Hela's face flushed a little and asked, "Which way to go?"

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"Inside an ancient burial chamber in the far west." Lumian didn't hide it anymore, and said frankly, "At present, I only know the approximate range, and I am not sure which one it is." ”

"Hela" bowed her head lightly and set her eyes on the top of the tomb.

There is a thick black line drawn there, and the arrows extend in all directions, pointing to different locations.

Combined with the signs near the entrance, Lumien had a rough idea of which route to take to the west.

But he still took out the compass he had prepared in advance, intending to make a confirmation.

As soon as the portable instrument was placed in the dim light of the white candle, the hands beat continuously, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, completely irregular, and could not stop.

"It's crazy." Lumian uses jokes to neutralize his tempered irritability.

"You can only find it by combining street signs and black lines." "Hela" seems to have been expected.

Lumian sighed, looked at the compass that was still beating, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It doesn't stop all the time, can it be used as a perpetual motion machine?"

"Hela" glanced at him, "Aren't you a believer in the 'Eternal Sun'?"

Lumian replied sincerely, "For now."

"Hela" didn't continue the conversation, and according to the street sign next to her and the black line overhead, she took a step to the right front.

"The Marian Nightpillar and the Lyus Nightpillar are on this level, as well as the Tomb of François, the Scarlet Order, and the Cave of the Crazy Mushroom...... Well, the style of the name is completely different from the others. Lumian babbled his gaze back from the sign.

The most obvious difference between the fourth level of the tomb and the upper three layers is that the bones of the dead are no longer piled up on both sides of the road, which is much more spacious and clean, but it also sets off the death-like quiet.

And those ancient burial chambers have closed entrances, making it impossible to tell at a glance what is hidden inside.

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"Hela" said without looking back: "Your mental abnormality is manifested by more words and more nagging?"

"That's not it, it's just that talking is good for soothing my irritability." Lumian didn't hide it.

The two of them walked and stopped, combining street signs and black lines, constantly adjusting their direction.

Passing through the semi-natural tomb with a blood-colored outer layer of earth and the name "Congregation Hall", Lumien's gaze swept over a man as he looked at his surroundings without pause.

It was a woman, dressed in a simple and simple white robe, with black hair supplanted and supple, her facial features were extremely exquisite, and her match was incomparably perfect, and her temperament was so holy that she didn't seem to belong to such a dead and filthy tomb.

Although Lumian often sees the "Witch of Pleasure", he still has a strong sense of amazement, and even has a criminal urge to ravage the other party.

It's not just the negative effects of "torturing" the gloves, it's also from the dark thoughts in his heart.

What brought Lumian back to consciousness was that the other party's crystal blue eyes were cold and lifeless, and his hands were empty, not holding a lit white candle!

In the catacombs, the living will disappear without the protection of the fire of the white candle!

Lumian's body tensed, and the woman turned into the darkness around her, blocked by the façade of the "Scarlet Order".

"What are you looking at?" Hela's cold voice rang out.

"Didn't you see that?" Lumien described in detail what he had witnessed.

"Hela" was silent for a few seconds and said, "I really didn't see it, although as soon as you stopped walking, I set my eyes there."

"Only I can see? Or, just let me see it?" Lumian wasn't sure if it was the influence of Themipolos, or if it was because of his own sequence or gender.

"Hela" thought for a moment and said:

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"Don't pay attention to this kind of thing, it's normal for special resentful spirits and evil spirits to wander in the depths of the catacomb, but this catacomb itself is equivalent to a very strong seal, if you don't violate the rules and touch the abnormal, you won't encounter danger."

Lumian nodded: "I was wondering just now, ordinary tourists and adventurous college students must not be able to pass through the third layer of the tomb to get here, why do you need to get the black line and accurate street signs, who is this for?"

"The officials who come here regularly to clean up and the caretakers who make daily rounds of the tombs." "Hela" replied as she took another step.

She then briefly reminded, "According to your description, the female figure you just saw looks like a high-ranking witch."

Lumi was taken aback: "It can't be the remnants of the 'Calamity Witch' Chrissmana, right?"

"I'm not sure." "Hela" took out the military flask and took another sip.

Lumian glanced at it casually, and his eyelids suddenly jumped.

He saw an extra purple-red patch on the back of Hela's right hand.

That wasn't there in the first place.

It's like a dead man's corpse spot!

That's the effect of the fourth layer of contamination in the tomb?" Hela: "Lady is fighting on spirits? Lumian continued to find something to say.

In a state of nagging, he and Hela made their way through unidentified ancient burial chambers to the westernmost part of the level.

There are dozens or hundreds of ancient burial chambers scattered around the edge of the rock wall here, and there is no end in sight to Lumien.

He was about to ask if Hela could speed up his search for his target, when he suddenly heard a knocking sound from an ancient tomb nearby.

As Hela and Lumian watched, the broken stone walls of the chamber collapsed even more, creating a black hole for humans to enter.

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A figure walked out of there hunched over.

Lumian, who was highly nervous, wanted to blast a "huge fireball" over, but he still forcibly resisted the urge and planned to observe it first.

The man who crawled out of the ancient burial chamber took a lit white candle, patted the dust on his clothes, and slowly straightened up.

Dressed in the black robe of a circus soothsayer, he has brown skin, a thin build, slightly curly black hair, dark eyes, and a monocle made of crystal in his right eye, like Monette, an archipelago liar.

Monit smiled at Lumien and Hela: "What a coincidence!"