Not good! Lumien is both a "hunter" and a "dancer", and he has a very strong control over his body, and when there is an anomaly that he does not know about himself, he immediately senses that something is wrong.

Almost at the same time, he felt that his mind had become sluggish, his mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, and every thought was stuck, and it took a lot of effort to become clear: "I was attacked....."

"Loki's really, here.....

"This is the manifestation of the ability of the 'Secret Puppet Master'?

"In the end, I was completely unable to think, would I be, become his, puppet?

"My instincts of danger were clouded.....

", Thermi, Boros, you can't, you didn't notice, the change in my fate, you didn't, remind me......

"He deliberately told me before, 'Loki' almost followed me, in order to let me do it again?

"I became 'Loki', the puppet that helped him get rid of, sealed?

"You can't just wait, you have to resist with all your might......

'Loki' will be, where ....."

In the intermittent flashes of this series of knee-jerk thoughts, Lumian reached into his coat pocket with some difficulty, and looked around stiffly.

He had previously discussed the situation of the "Secret Puppet Master" with Franca, and agreed that there must be some limitations to the ability to "silently put people to death", otherwise this would obviously exceed the strength of Sequence 5, and only the Sage who opened the door of divinity could do it, and the Sequence 5 of the other paths that Franca knew could not compete with at all.

The two believe that this ability either requires some kind of medium to achieve, or it must be at a close distance to be effective, just like the "spiritual piercing" of the "Ring of Punishment", which has to pull the distance between the two sides to within five meters to be effective

At this moment, Lumian combined his own experience and suspected that "Loki" was hiding in the surrounding crowd, and it would not be more than ten meters away from him.

He was greeted by street vendors and pedestrians who stopped or hurried by, some with familiar faces, some very unfamiliar, no different from the usual situation.

In a hurry, Lumian couldn't tell "Loki" from these people, and besides, this is still a "faceling" who is good at changing and disguise!

In the process of searching for "Loki", he sent a red flame to the palm of his left hand.

This is to see if he can resist the control and erosion of the "secret puppet master" by burning himself and causing pain, and the second is to "solve the problem" to see how "Loki" will "answer", and from his reaction, he can peek out his specific location and where the weakness of his ability to create puppets is.

No sooner had the familiar pain popped into his mind than Lumian heard the snap of his fingers.

The crimson flame in his palm instantly disintegrated, turning into a streamer, unable to form something that could explode.

Lumian spun around, trying to look at where he snapped his fingers.

But his joints have been covered by sticky "glue", and his movements have become more and more stiff, and he has been beaten one by one.

As a result, he was able to complete the turn a full second slower than expected, and everyone in the target area reflected in his eyes was normal, and no one could tell who had snapped his fingers.

'Master of Secret Puppets', sure enough, can manipulate the flames......

"The pain didn't help my thoughts to slow down, my body stiffened, I was sluggish, I didn't help it, I only improved it a little, and my reaction speed ......

"No, in this regard, it's a waste of time, at the moment, the most important thing is to find out 'Loki', otherwise, whether it is, use, 'Hum Ha's technique', or, summon Mr. K, or wait, Franka to save it, can't, effectively change, the status quo......

"I don't know, 'Spirit Shuttle', can you use it, if, wait, two or three attempts, fail, I'll try, can it, 'teleport' out, 'Secret Puppet Master', the scope of ability...."

Lumien's thoughts became more and more stuttered and sluggish, but not to the point where he couldn't think, react, or dodge attacks.

Soon, he had a lot of combat experience, and he had ideas and methods:

"Judging from the current situation, the 'Secret Puppet Master' really has to be at close range, in order to gradually transform the target into a puppet......

"Since, so, then I, let ten meters, within the range, no people, and animals, exist!

"Whoever stays, stays in the Flame Hell, will be, 'Loki'!"

As soon as Lumian thought about the current situation, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted, "Fire, fire!"

With these words full of stuttering, a stream of red flames welled up in Lumian's body.

With his feet as the center, they spread out in the surrounding area, crackling and burning the fruit peels and other garbage on the ground.

Nearby street vendors and passers-by were alerted in advance, and when they saw the flames rising, they reacted quickly, grabbed their belongings, and ran towards both ends of the street.

Seeing such a scene, Lumian showed a lagging smile:

Yes, you can manipulate the flames, but I don't do any fine manipulation right now, my only action is to keep igniting things around me and adding all kinds of fire sources!

Moreover, sooner or later, this will attract the attention of the official extraordinary, and the crimson flames will spread out in all directions, like a bright ocean slowly flooding the earth.

Although Lumian had a noticeable stutter in the movement of his eyes, he still saw a figure constantly flashing in the flames, unable to catch and difficult to lock.

The figure had black hair and blue eyes, and his facial features were ordinary and unremarkable, no different from many small clerks on the road.

......

After saying goodbye to Lumien, Franka walked towards Whitecoat Street.

Suddenly, she turned into an alley and hid in the shadows.

The "Witch of Pleasure" began to sneak into the streets.

This is the agreement she made with Lumian beforehand:

If the act of breaking into a "different" dance hall fails to mobilize the extraordinary people in the "alone" bar, or does not expose them to their true presence, then after leaving the old street, "fish" again to see if you can "meet" the target.

Franca's request to Lumian if he wanted to be counter-stalked, was actually asking if he wanted to go according to the original plan, and Lumian replied in the affirmative.

On the way to the chaotic street, Franka in the shadows took out a mirror.

That's a "mirror double" made from Lumian's blood and hair!

At this distance, the "Mirror Double" cannot play the role of a substitute for death, but it is related to the original owner's bloodline, has a strong occult connection, and can be used to observe the rough state of Lumian.

To put it simply, if the mirror suddenly shatters, it means that Lumian is dead, and if it has a few deep cracks, it means that the original owner is seriously injured.

Similarly, Franka also placed a "mirror double" with Lumian, because they were not sure who "Loki" would pick as a target after the two separated, so they could only hide in the shadows and operate normally, and confirm each other's condition through the "mirror double" and provide timely assistance.

This is a conclusion that cannot be reached by observing the fortune, and the "Loki", who has a strong anti-divination ability, must have made a decision before his fate changed accordingly.

After sneaking around for a while, Franka suddenly felt the mirror in her palm turn cold.

She used "dark vision" to see through the shadows and see that the mirror had become gray, as if it had rusted and sunk to the bottom of a glacial lake.

Charles attacked? Franca's heart tightened and she sped up.

When she arrived in the chaotic street, she happened to see the flames spreading, and a figure kept flashing in red, occasionally opening its mouth and making a "bang" sound.

It was very similar to the sound of real gunshots, which frightened the hawkers and pedestrians away from it, thinking that there was another gang fighting fiercely.

Lumian, on the other hand, dodged with great difficulty, and on two occasions he even failed to do so, being grazed by air bullets and leaving visible scars.

But it was clear that the figure didn't really want to hurt him, as if it was worried that such an action would cause problems with its own control before a certain point came.

Seeing that Lumian was fine for the time being, Franka breathed a sigh of relief silently, hid in the shadows, and took out a mirror as she approached the battle area.

Closing the distance, she stepped out of the shadows and pointed her mirror at the clusters of flames, covering her right hand with a black flame that was not as warm as it was.

When the figure flashed into the mirror, Franka wiped her right hand towards the mirror.

Silently, the figure ignited a pitch-black flame.

He quickly thinned and became smaller, turning into a delicately cut paper figure.

In the crowd more than ten or twenty meters away, this man in a black suit with an unusually ordinary appearance appeared.

At this time, Lumian's thoughts were no longer stagnant, and his body was free from that stiffness.

He disappeared abruptly, appearing on the flank of the enemy suspected of being "Loki", and the distance between the two sides was no more than seven meters.

Lumian then spoke:

"Humph!"

A white light burst out of his nostrils and headed straight for the black-haired, blue-eyed, unremarkable man.

At the same time, Franka cooperated to condense a transparent ice crystal spear and threw it at the area where the target was.

The white frost spread rapidly from the ground stabbed by the spear, causing the people around to feel the cold, and their bodies stiffened to a certain extent.

At this moment, a thin-faced, brown-haired, brown-eyed passerby stood next to the man suspected of being "Loki" and was hit by a white light created by Lumian.

He was not unconscious, he had nothing to do, and he sang an aria with a blank look in his eyes:

"Oh, my sun!"

In an instant, it was as if the sun had risen in the minds of Lumian and Franca, and their eyes could not be opened, and their thoughts became less active.

The two of them subconsciously dodged, either hiding into the shadows while covering their bodies with crystal clear and solid frost, or rolling directly to the side of the road and using the "Face of Nisser" to change their appearance.

When the "sun" receded, they saw that the man suspected of being "Loki" and the "passerby" singing the aria were gone.

Vendors and pedestrians in the distance looked in fear, while those closer closed their eyes and wept.