Franka couldn't make out the exact appearance of the figure, but she could vaguely see unusually tall buildings standing around him, lit up like stars at night reflecting a thin mist.

Farther away, lights shone in, and the sound of beeping was vague.

This ....... Franca's pupils dilated and her eyes straightened.

Her heart was filled with a great shock, and there was no room for the negative effects of Polidisley's mad curse.

She looked at the figure almost instinctively and with all her might, trying to see through the layers of gray fog and see the other person's face and clothes clearly, but the thin fog became more and more blurry, and disappeared along with the images it brought.

In three or four seconds, the mirror placed on the altar returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Lumian glanced sideways at Flores, who was still lingering in the gray mist, and asked about Franca.

Franka stared at the mirror and was silent for a few seconds, "Did you just see the scene in the mirror?"

"See." Lumien pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe that represents the kingdom of God for Mr. 'Fool'. ”

They were praying to Mr. "Fool" to perform the "exorcism technique", so it is likely that the mirror used to deceive Napoledisley into not actually working was affected by the ritual and presented the picture related to Mr. Fool.

"But, but the background is very similar to mine, and the situation of the city before your sister and I traveled through it, it was like that a few times when we encountered fog, and every building became a huge monster sleeping in the fog, and they had countless eyes, and they would glow."

Lumian could understand Franca's feelings, but he wasn't surprised by the corresponding streetscape.

He reminded his companion, "Have you forgotten that Celestial Venerable?"

"He's intimately connected to your hometown, and he's fighting with Mr. Fool in his dreams, and I think it's completely understandable that similar scenes have been eroded into reality through rituals."

Franka was silent for a while before sighing, "It's the same...."

She immediately laughed at herself: "Bai is excited."

Lumian calmed down the negative effects of Napolis Disley and extinguished the candles in order, ending the ceremony.

When Franka lifted the "spiritual wall" and the sound of the wind "blew" away the last faint gray mist, Flores seemed to return to reality, no longer confused and unable to find an exit.

When he saw Lumian and Franca, his face turned pale.

He was about to beg for mercy when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body.

Flores instinctively lowered her head, noticing black, almost illusory sewage seeping out of his body, seemingly corrosive, rapidly melting away his blood, flesh, and bones.

"No!"

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Flores let out a terrible scream.

He shouted and tried to ask for help, but Lumian watched with interest, as if to study what the price to pay with the devil trader was.

In less than ten seconds, Flores' body was so corroded that it could no longer support itself, and it collapsed, drowning in an almost illusory black sewage.

Flores' head was wailing and screaming, and its voice grew quieter and quieter.

After another moment, his eyes were open and he lost his breath.

The still-intact head quickly melted into the sewage.

The sewage receded into an illusion, no longer had a sense of evil and mystery, and the remnants of the corpse were foul-smelling filthy sludge.

"Whoever trades with the devil doesn't end well......." Franka just sighed with emotion, remembering her previous heartbeat.

She laughed dryly twice, and then said, "It's good that I didn't make a deal with that self-proclaimed ancient devil, but I also lost an opportunity to eliminate the hidden danger of using the 'power man's dark box'."

Lumian laughed and said, "Think about it again."

"I remember that the 'instructions for use' given by Ms. 'Magician' emphasized the possibility of encountering a trade from a demonic creature such as a demon.

"Remember? It's a transaction, not a transaction.

"You've already encountered it, you just didn't accept it, and that guy didn't force you."

Franka pondered for a moment and said, "Don't say it, it seems to be like this......"

She sighed, looked at Lumian and said, "Your choice of the 'lawyer' path should also be promising.....

"Actually, I think this is normal, the 'dark box of the powerful' is equivalent to sequence 5 at most, and it is less than one use

Once, how can a negative effect be a deal with the devil? As far as I know, 'Devil' is the high-level name for the 'criminal' pathway, so what does that mean? On behalf of the demigods!

"Well, it's just a deal, not a deal, so there's room for maneuver, but well, it's also dangerous, the devil and other evil creatures are not philanthropists, don't trade with them, why do they let you go for the time being?

Moreover, there is no way to predict when it will happen, so it is difficult to prepare in advance. ”

Lumian smiled: "If you can't predict it, try it the other way, after using the 'dark box of the power', immediately get ready, take the initiative to create an opportunity to trade with the devil and other evil creatures, so that the pace and risk of things are always in your own hands, for example, 'invite' the devil to come to the church of Saint-Viève to negotiate a deal."

The church of the "Eternal Sun" in the Archbishopric of Trier, the church of Saint-Viève!

Franca laughed: "The devil is not a living corpse with a brain, how can he go to the church of Sainteve-Vieve-to find death... …”

Speaking of this, Franca suddenly paused: the church of Saint-Viève is definitely not good, but there are still a few people in the hands of others on similar and hidden occasions, and it may not be impossible.

For example, the sacrificial square on the third floor of the catacombs, for example, the night pillar of Chrissmanna....

"Not bad." Franka praised Lumian, "We always passively endured and waited when we encountered the negative effects of magical items before, and we didn't even think about triggering them actively, and the style of 'Hunter' is really distinctive. ”

Being "proactive" means being able to prepare in advance to minimize the level of danger.

Of course, "active" may not necessarily be triggered, but such an idea cannot be less.

Lumian raised his head and looked out the window: "Flores's screams seem to have attracted the attention of the surrounding residents, someone called the police, let's leave here first."

, look at this notebook again. ”

As he spoke, he put away items such as ancient notes and candles that had been placed on the dining table.

"Okay." Franka looked around, causing black flames to rise in different parts of the room.

As the flames scorched silently, Lumian "teleported" away with Franca, returning to the guest room of Captain Pedro's five-story house.

"You go through the notes first to see if there is a way to lift the 'Love Spell', I'll check the state of Sara, and tell Pedro about Flores's problem and the ending, so that he can deal with the 'Mother Earth' church and the local police." Lumian tossed the ancient notebook to Franca, and opened the door himself, entering the hallway.

Franka sat comfortably in her easy chair and spread out the notebook.

Suddenly, she said to herself, "Something is wrong, in Lumien's style, shouldn't you have flipped through your notes as soon as the ceremony was over, looking for a way to lift the 'love spell', why did you talk to me there for a while about other things, and then hurriedly left when the police came?"

"He shouldn't be confused about what the current focus is......

In the blink of an eye, Franca suddenly realized that Napolis Disley's terrifying whispers and mad curses had an effect on Lumian, causing his desires and emotions to fluctuate greatly, and although he endured it with the power of an ascetic, it was inevitable that there would be some outward manifestations.

Thinking of this, Franka's eyes rolled, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she laughed.

......

Lumian met Pedro in the small living room on the first floor.

Before he could explain Flores's situation, the captain said with a look of surprise: "Mr. Berry, Sara came to me a few minutes ago, crying with fear and anguish on her face, saying that she had a dream of falling in love with Flores before, and she couldn't wake up, but tonight she suddenly woke up, feeling that it was a nightmare, and hoping to break off the marriage.

"How did you do that?

Pedro unconsciously switched to an honorific title.

Sober? Because Flores is dead? No, it's more likely that Napoli Desley was exorcised by the "exorcism", so the people affected by the "demons" in this incident naturally returned to normal..... Lumian smiled guessingly, "Flores is dead."

"You killed him?" Pedro is obviously not averse to killing, and is even more curious that Flores' death really brought his daughter to her senses.

"The devil killed him." Lumian gave a brief account of what had happened, and instead of directly mentioning Napoledisley's name, he handed Pedro the note of "Love Spell" tucked into the ancient notebook.

He finally said, "You deal with it next."

"It's best to let Sara live in a church or a convent for a month or two, I don't know if the devil will come back to see the former victim when he recovers."

"Okay." Pedro gritted his teeth and looked solemn.

After receiving the bounty of 20,000 gold riso, Lumian returned to his room.

Franka took the ancient notebook, frowned and said: "This is not the notes of an evil wizard, it is more like a record of the sights and stories of a curiosity hunter, recording various demons and devil legends in the northern and southern continents for thousands of years, and the last record should have been more than a hundred years ago."

"Hmm...... There were some strange, seemingly apocryphal spells in there.

"One of them mentions that there was a legend of the devil on the island of Khante in the Furious Sea."

As soon as Lumian heard this, he understood what Franca cared about: Napolis Disley mentioned that the Devil Descendant he wanted to kill lived somewhere in the Berserk Sea!