Janna also read Lumian's letter, and was silent for a few seconds, "That source of madness is really powerful...... Lumian was unknowingly affected for half a month..."

That is, the woman did not get sick, otherwise the whole boat would have become insane.

Jane Na thought about it for a while, and felt that if she was replaced by herself, it would be the same result, and nothing would change.

"Therefore, seals above level 2 are very strong, but most of the time they are not suitable for use, they are just their existence itself, and they will bring disaster to the surrounding humans." Franka took the opportunity to teach her companion who had only been an extraordinary for half a year.

She immediately told Ms. "Trial" about the incident, not "007", because even if the emergency contact method is enabled, it depends on whether luck is good enough to succeed, what if "007" is working overtime today and doesn't go to that place? And normal contact, you have to wait until after 10 p.m.

Under the premise that the source of madness may occur at any time and affect innocent people, Franka doesn't want to waste precious disposal time, anyway, as a "trial" lady in reality, there must be a channel to contact the official extraordinary person of the Fenerport Kingdom, don't worry about finding anyone, wait until the evening, and then inform "007", both pronged.

With this in mind, Franka and Jaina arrived at the catacombs in a cab.

They had each followed Lumian to the third floor, and had absorbed useful information from each other's experiences, and were no strangers to the place, and soon entered the small square with the two pillars of sacrifice holding the burning white candles.

Jana pondered for a moment, and under Franca's puzzled gaze, she walked up to the pillar of sacrifice that represented the "Eternal Sun", half-opened her arms, and said reverently, "Praise the sun!"

She's looking for protection.

The corners of Franca's mouth twitched slightly after watching this scene, and said amusedly, "How are you becoming more and more like Charles, uh, Lumian?"

"! Where am I like him?" Jaanna habitually retorted.

"In the flexibility of faith." "Like me, I'm just praising Mr. 'Fool,' and not going under that pillar to say 'steam is on top.'"

Janna thought for a moment and said, "Because Lumian and I both truly believed in the 'Eternal Sun'......

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, her lips moved, and she cursed herself.

Isn't this admitting that he and Lumian are indeed a bit alike?

Franka herself was just joking, and after praising the "Fool", she and Jane left the sacrificial square and walked towards the fourth entrance where the "Krismuna Nightpillar" was located.

Thanks to the information provided by Lumian, they easily avoided the "blockage" of the bones on the road, and walked slowly in the dark environment, relying on the dim candlelight.

As she walked, Franca suddenly thought, "Do you have to hold the lit white candle in your hand, you say? Can you put them on your head, or make a lantern and put them inside? Will that also have the effect of protecting us?"

Jaanna was accustomed to Franka's strange words and thoughts from time to time, and casually responded, "You can try."

Weighing the consequences of a failed attempt, Franka chuckled, "Forget it, there's no need to be curious about this kind of thing."

She looked at Jana beside her and changed the subject, "How are you dressed like this?"

Now Jayna is wearing a black dress and a dark soft hat, which is good-looking, but it does not reflect her sense of youth, and she has a little more maturity that does not belong to her age.

Instinctively, Janna looked around to make sure there were no other dim candles before whispering, "I'm playing 'witch' to make myself a little more mysterious."

Wearing a black robe and an accessory hood may be closer to the witch in the general perception of humans, but it is easy to arouse the suspicion of the witch sect, so Jane compromised.

"It's a lot of hard work." Franka instantly figured out what was going on and nodded approvingly.

Janna asked, "What about you?" After Gardner died, you didn't digest it'

The object of pleasure, right?"

When others say this, Franca can already be cheeky and doesn't care, but when Jane mentions this, she is instinctively embarrassed, coughs twice, and says, "It's still quite easy to find, it's really not good, find a chance to push Browns, see if this guy is still embarrassed for me, hehe, if she feels real pleasure, maybe she will invite me to her ......"

Franka closed her mouth, eager to raise her right hand and slap herself

How can I tell Jane about this?

The image is still missing!

Franka quickly cleared her throat and said, "And, this is an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Jaina was puzzled.

Franka nodded seriously: "Relying solely on things in bed, relying on physical pleasure, can indeed slowly digest the potion, and it is also in line with the feminine characteristics of 'witch', but I always feel that the connotation of 'pleasure' should not be only so little, while there is no object of physical pleasure now, I want to calm down, and slowly experience and explore other possibilities."

"For example, if a man likes me and is happy to see me, he is happy just to get along with me, but he can't really get me, and every time he meets, he will fall into the pain of not being able to get what he wants, so that the pleasure reflects the disaster and pain side of the 'witch'...

"Damn, I hate women like this the most!"

As she spoke, Franka became angry.

Jane Na was stunned for a moment, pursed her mouth, her body trembled slightly as if it was uncontrollable, and she couldn't help laughing and enduring it very hard.

"Probably, almost, that's what it means anyway." Franka forced the end and stopped discussing the topic.

Relying on the light of the dim candle flame, when she turned around a new burial chamber built from an ancient tomb, Franca suddenly frowned, wondering if she had missed the opportunity just now:

"If I sighed and complained about the stagnation of digestion without the object of pleasure, and pretended to be pitiful, would Jane have offered to help me out of sympathy for me?"

"Ahhh

"No, she might recommend Lumian to me..."

Franka didn't let her guard down on her surroundings, especially the messy bones piled up on the side of the road.

Eventually, she and Janna saw the "Clesmanna Night Pillar" made of black marble that held up the roof of the cave.

It has no patterns and symbols, and no signs of weathering and corrosion.

"It's really similar to the one in Trilney in the Quaternary Age, but it's not as big, it's more like a tip part." Franka observed for a few seconds and made a brief comment.

She asked Jenna instead, "Do you feel anything special?"

Jane frowned slightly and shook her head slowly, "No."

Kingdom of Fenerport, Gaya Province, Puerto Santa, inside the Solo Lodge.

Lumian soon received a reply from the "Magician" lady, "Have you experienced the horror of the '1' level seal?"

"This kind of thing, no matter how many times I tell you, it is not as impressive as if you experienced it once.

"That's supposed to be the power of the 'audience' through the high sequence, constantly modifying the thoughts and cognitions of the humans around you, so remember that sentence, 'Be careful with the audience......

"There are other powers on that seal, I'm not sure if it belongs to those evil gods outside, in short, you don't have to participate in the tracking and arrest of her, and you can't participate, we will communicate with the 'Mother Earth God' church through Mr. 'Moon'."

Seeing this, Lumian muttered silently: "I don't want to participate either, but this kind of thing is not something I can decide, with my physique, sometimes, I can't avoid it if I want to."

It's as if he was sitting in the same boat as the seal, heading to the same destination.

At the same time, Lumian discovers a message from Ms. "Magician": Mr. "Moon" of the "Tarot Society".

It has a lot to do with the "Mother Earth God" church.

After thinking for a moment, Lumian continued to read the letter in his hand: "The existence of Easter Island, we are also investigating, the main ones responsible are Mr. 'Hanged Man' and Ms. 'Hermit', they have some guesses about this, but they can't confirm it, if they need your assistance in the future, they will inform you in advance and ask for your consent, but don't think about finding Easter Island now, it's dangerous, remember, it's dangerous......

"The mark of death is a mark left in the essence of death, normal humans can only leave one, some pathways to certain sequences, can leave many, and this mark will be eroded by death, gradually dissolved, and finally completely assimilated by death, the higher the personality before death, the stronger the ability to resist this ablation, the longer it can be supported, and the same can be done with special abilities, and ordinary middle and low sequence extraordinary, a few years, more than ten years, or decades, there is no corresponding death mark.

"It's almost impossible to set up a ritual to summon the death mark, and the true gods of Sequence 0 don't dare to get close to the essence of death, let alone such a ritual."

"I think the 'Arden' evil spirit summoned by Bourman is very problematic, and I even suspect that Bourman's mental state has deteriorated, not from meeting Harrison, a resident of Easter Island, but from summoning that evil spirit and killing it.

"Perhaps, the 'Arden' spirit is not dead."

The "Arden" evil spirit that left traces of blood and was easily killed by Bulman did not die? What the hell is this......

The Magician didn't know what kind of creature the Arden spirit was......... Lumian thought back to Bulman's situation and didn't think anything was out of the ordinary.

That's how a half-crazy person would be.

At the end of the letter, Ms. "The Magician" wrote: "You must be careful in your investigation in Santa Harbor, and if you encounter any problems, you can ask the 'Knight of the Sword' for help."

Not for the time being....... Lumian replied in his heart.

Because he didn't have any clues now, he didn't know anything about the situation, and even if he wrote to the "Sword Knight", he didn't know what to ask or what kind of help to seek.

Free to read.