The iron-black coffin full of strange patterns is quietly placed in the center, and there seem to be faint fluctuations in the air silently colliding.

Emlyn White stood in a corner, following the normal ritual process of lighting candles and dripping essential oils and corresponding herbal powders.

As the atmosphere rippled through the air, Emlyn recalled the request for "artificial sleepwalking", lowered his head, began to meditate, and repeated the honorific name of the "Fool".

"Fools who do not belong to this age;

"The mysterious lord above the gray mist;

"The King of Yellow and Black who rules good fortune. ”

......

In the monotonous rhythmic voice, Emlin gradually entered a wonderful state, the body relaxed and introverted, as if sleeping, but the spirit was lively and light, constantly spreading outward.

At this time, he had the feeling that he was constantly drifting up.

In the ancient palace above the gray mist, Crane sat at the top of the long bronze table, his fingers tapping lightly at the circle of light curtains beside him, and he admired the figure of the supplication expressionlessly.

Although it was vague, Crane recognized it at a glance as the vampire Emlyn White.

I had the courage to take the initiative to buy a doll...... Klein sighed and didn't respond.

He had previously tried to divinate the purpose of the Bloodline, but he could not get a valid revelation, and the only thing he knew for sure was that it had nothing to do with the Aurora Society.

This made Klein curious, but he wasn't going to take the risk of responding to Emlyn White with a high-ranking blood clan hiding nearby.

He didn't know if the other party could catch the traces, and the mysterious space above the gray fog was as dangerous as the "blasphemous" Amon, and he didn't want to confirm it, after all, Amon was just a doppelganger at that time, and the current high-ranking blood clan was most likely the main body.

There's no need to take risks on inconsequential matters, even if you want to know the true purpose of the Bloodline...... And it's not like there's no other way...... Klein looked at Emlyn White in the "artificial sleepwalking" state, and smiled and muttered to himself:

"I can delay the response......"

He planned to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, until Emlyn White left the protection, until the Bloodclan gave up on the matter, and then suddenly responded!

However, there is a premise for this, first use divination to confirm the degree of risk.

............

"Tail Eater...... Like the river?" Derick Berg suddenly thought.

"Demon Hunter" Colin nodded solemnly:

"Yes.

"This means that we may have stepped into a river from which we cannot leave.

"Luckily, this is probably just some of the power left behind by the Angel of Destiny, and He is not hiding here. ”

No, not a possibility, but a certainty, and long ...... Derick mentally responded.

At this time, Colin took out a small dark red metal tube, unscrewed the lid, and gulped.

His pale blue eyes quickly faded and became silver, and at last they even straightened up, reflecting the figure of the little boy Jack.

A little spark-like silver light was stirred up in his eyes, sometimes swirling, sometimes colliding, extremely violent.

Zheng!

"Demon Hunter" Colin first plunged his long sword into the ground, and pulled out another straight sword with his backhand, smearing it with golden grease like the sun.

Discovering this action, the little boy Jack's expression changed suddenly, as if a thick shadow was shrouded.

Before he could open his mouth, Colin the "Demon Hunter" moved, and he drew his sword from the ground, leaving a vague figure in place.

The golden and silvery shone brightly, illuminating the entire underground hall, and the light in front of the little boy Jack was the strongest.

After a terrible scream, darkness reigned over the altar.

The little boy Jack stood in place, not moving half a step, but the face between his chest and abdomen was gone, leaving only a hollow where he could see the wriggling internal organs.

A few meters to Jack's side, Colin the "Demon Hunter" was half-crouched on the ground, his twin swords hanging diagonally.

In front of him, the human face was torn apart, reduced to scattered eyes, nose, and mouth.

The organs twitched and bounced like an electric shock, and quickly came to a standstill, decaying as quickly as they were meant to be.

In an instant, Darek felt that there was an invisible, wall-like barrier around him, and it shattered silently.

Almost at the same time, he seemed to leave the rushing river and return to the shore.

Looking at the gloomy underground hall, looking at the upside-down idol of the god, looking at the little boy Jack whose expression was distorted by pain, and who passed out in a coma, Derik was overjoyed and relieved.

He knew that he and the others had finally gotten rid of a repetitive life.

Dyrick knows very well that although the final processing does not seem complicated, without understanding the problem in advance and not getting hints, it may have to be repeated dozens or hundreds of times before it is possible to find clues and find a way.

In this process, if you are not careful, you will die, and Daric has no way of knowing if the lost life will be reborn, or if he will still be "resurrected" by the campfire, but will die after being completely freed.

What's more serious is that people will always repeat the same choice, that is, they can't find the problem the first time, and without the corresponding memory and experience, they may not be able to detect the abnormality for the hundredth and thousandth time, and they will be completely lost in the circulating river, until the normal time in the outside world passes to the end of their lives.

At the thought of a similar possibility, Derick was heartily grateful to Mr. Fool for recovering his memory and for giving him a hint.

Looking sideways, he saw Joshua and the other members of the exploration team checking the surrounding area without any unusual reaction, as if the previous six explorations did not exist.

Maybe when they return to Silver City, they can find that they have lost a piece of their life from the wrong date...... Daerik thought silently.

At this moment, Colin "Demon Hunter" stood up, walked back to the little boy Jack, took out another metal vial, and poured the black viscous liquid inside into the empty chest and abdomen of the other party.

The fluid quickly coagulated into a translucent film that clung to the wound and stopped the flow of blood.

"Heim, Joshua, take him with you. Colin suppressed the throbbing in his heart and commanded in a deep voice.

In his eyes, this is the hope of Silver City to get rid of the curse and defeat the prophecy of doom!

Call...... Derick wanted to give a covert thank to Mr. "The Fool", but found that there was no corresponding prayer gesture.

............

Queens, inside the luxurious villa of the Earl Hall's family.

A sumptuous dinner glows seductively lit by candles.

Unlike what newspapers and magazines imagined, the dinner of a large aristocratic family was not serious and did not require silence.

This is a rare time for family members to gather and chat casually on a variety of light-hearted topics over a meal to exchange feelings and strengthen bonds.

Audrey cut a steak from her own ranch, observed the expression of the Earl of Hall, and asked without concealing her curiosity:

"Dad, what's happened to Prince Edsak?"

Her plan was, if not, to pretend that she had heard some unrealistic and irresponsible rumors, which were not uncommon in aristocratic circles.

Earl Hall's knife and fork paused, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"What have you heard?"

Audrey, who read the message from her father's reaction, responded with a light smile:

"Some rumors, this seems to be true?"

Count Hall rubbed his forehead and said:

"It's not too serious.

"Audrey, I know what you're thinking, so I don't need to hide it from you, this involves a relatively ordinary royal scandal, simply put, Prince Edsak has a crush on a commoner woman.

"This led to the death of a descendant of a nobleman, and the royal family blocked the spread of the matter, not wanting to make too much of a difference. ”

The Countess took a sip of champagne and said:

"It seems that he is not mature enough. ”

Mom's criticism is very tactful...... This does sound suspicious...... Prince Edsak is really involved in a dangerous affair and will bring bad things to Bakeland?Audrey made a sudden appearance and smiled:

"It makes me wonder why the story of freedom and love involves the death of a descendant of a nobleman?"

Hibbert Hall immersed himself in the tender steak and speculated with interest:

"It reminds me of those complicated love stories, and among the believers of the Lord of the Storm, dueling for the honor of the lady is a very common thing. ”

"It's a tradition that has been put into the museum. Earl Hall denied the firstborn's claim.

Audrey seized the opportunity and said thoughtfully:

"My impression of Prince Edsak is not such a person, and rumors have spread...... Maybe that's not what they're really trying to cover up. ”

"Maybe not......," Count Hall chewed on, his brow furrowed unconsciously.

Audrey stopped and said no more, naturally leading the topic in another direction.

She is going to "inquire" with other aristocratic friends next, as a girl who has been pursued by Prince Edsak, it is absolutely normal to want to know the details of the matter, whether it is curiosity or unwillingness, it can drive people to make such an attempt.

............

The "artificial sleepwalking" state could not last long, and Emlyn White returned to reality a little tiredly, opened her eyes, looked at the iron-black coffin, and spoke half-relieved and half-disappointed:

"Lord Nibais, there was no response. ”

Nibes was silent for a long time before he said rather hoarsely:

"Okay.

"You're staying here tonight to prevent the unexpected. ”

"Good!" Emlyn was completely unrelenting.

He spent the night in worry and apprehension, but the night was so quiet and unmistakable that it did not fade until the rare winter sun of Backerland fell on the window.

"It was really bad weather. Emlyn left the Audra villa, lowered her top hat, and muttered onto a cab.

His destination was the Harvest Church in the south area of the bridge.

After the carriage had been moving smoothly for a while, Emlyn suddenly saw an endless gray mist.

Immediately afterward, he was shocked to find himself in a mysterious and majestic palace of giants, sitting at a long table of mottled old bronze.

And at the top of the long table, a figure shrouded in a thick gray mist, stared at him condescendingly.

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