"?"
Sylvia was immediately stunned when she heard what the other party said.
She, an "inhuman person" who had taken too many "worms", could not keep up with the other party's train of thought.
Moreover, Fan Ning didn't even give her a chance to react. The "Night Watchman's Lamp" covered with insects in his hand was thrown above the two of them, erupting with a confusing mortar-like sticky light!
The gnosis of the second "Gate of Enlightenment" was injected into the chariot, and all kinds of thoughts turned into sharp spiritual spikes, directly piercing into Sylvia's astral body!
Her limbs began to twitch, and there seemed to be snakes squirming violently under her skin. Her expression changed from the previous teasing attitude, and she responded to Fan Ning with a series of roars:
"impossible!"
"I hate the word stand-in!"
"Do you have Mr. F's permission to succeed me? Is this an individual act or an organizational act? You are committing a major crime by having an affair with 'Worm'!?!?"
The woman started asking questions, her sharp voice echoing in the pool, and then she softened nervously and showed a forced smile:
"Did you make a mistake?"
Has there been a similar "substitute" situation before? Or, "Sylvia" is just the code name for a higher-level messenger in the Divine Advent Society organization, not one, but a category? In any case, this woman
He was the ringleader of a series of incidents he encountered in the Northern Continent. He should have been dead long ago. Fan Ning thought of Sylvia's indistinguishable identity in several underground gatherings, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.
Maybe if we follow her words and exchange a few more words, we can extract some useful clues from this confusing information.
But now there is another order enforcer present, and the content of the additional communication cannot be predicted and controlled, which will bring unknown variables to one's identity disguise.
Although Fan Ning illuminated the situation for both sides and was impartial, making both sides feel at ease and comfortable, the order of actions he guided was very particular.
Sylvia's purpose is to "kidnap" and take away "qualified people" so that "Tongmu" has no one to replace her and is completely overwhelmed by fear. But the Special Patrol Office is different. Instead, they
The party who "teared down the vote" wanted to expose the "qualified person" on the spot and keep him here forever!
One side has room for maneuver, the other does not.
We must reduce the number of members of the Special Patrol Department first, and then deal with Sylvia. The order cannot be reversed!
What Fan Ning wants to do is "rescue", which on the surface looks the same as "kidnapping". They both take people away, so from the perspective of the Special Patrol Office, it will automatically be replaced by the actions of the members of the Divine Surrender Society.
logic!
Esoteric believers act without reason, ask for credit and reward, and have constant internal strife for fear that the water will not be muddy enough. This is too reasonable.
"You can't handle things well, and you talk a lot of nonsense. Don't embarrass yourself here!" Fan Ning laughed again, waved one hand in front of Sylvia, and made a gesture similar to slamming his hand to close the window, "Qiming
The gnosis of "Gate" was once again brought out.
"boom!"
Contrary to the "enlightening" action of pushing the window with both hands, this is the reverse "shielding"!
"Bang bang bang bang"
Sylvia felt like something heavy hit her head, the sound of impact lingered in her ears, and the world around her became drowsy.
The sanity is almost at zero, and the thinking that tries hard to contend with "helmology" can no longer hold up!
First, the skin quickly loses its smooth texture and becomes loose and wrinkled.
I want to see what kind of face you have under your mask. Fan Ning stared at the woman whose whole body was convulsing like chaff. The invisible power of the "Key" phase was condensed out of thin air, and he aimed at her face and twisted hard -
Half of the golden mask was torn off, revealing an old and twisted face that Fan Ning was familiar with!
I had already predicted that the old lady Hermosa who had been accompanying Roy had a problem and might pass the sign to the Divine Advent Society, but why was Sylvia directly herself? Only then did Fan Ning realize that the other party
There are indeed many similarities between the previous "mirror attack" method and Hermosa's attack in the previous church air raid!
Fan Ning was shocked. Hermosa's face had grown densely packed with fleshy sprouts, squirming out of the pores of the remaining half of the mask. Her skirt collapsed and melted into the flesh. Her skin swelled and overflowed outside her skirt.
When did the problem occur?
In the past, the official forces in the entire northern continent did not find any problem with a powerful man in a high position of the Bologna School?
Recently? The pollution after Roy's expedition team came to the Western Continent, such as during the air raid that spread mysterious substances?
Fan Ning couldn't think clearly for a moment, so he had to retreat quickly and stay away from it.
Until the entire space where Hermosa was located became weird and deformed, even the tile grids with front-to-back perspective relationships around the outline of her body began to collapse, making people feel mentally polluted just by looking at it.
The ring inlaid with black jade and the harmonica with messy graffiti both fell down.
Fan Ning ignored it.
In this world, there is often no such thing as "killing people and seizing treasures".
Once the barrier is broken down, we are not sure how quickly the "Tong Mother"'s gaze will come, but the time will definitely become critical, and milliseconds count. The first thing to try when the time comes is to combine Qiong's spirit body with "Crimson'er"
"Miss" dragged in the flute she left behind, and then used the ability of "unrestricted access" to take the shortest route and fall directly out of the dream. This was Fan Ning's calculation in his mind.
He continued to fly up, approaching the flickering purple-red light curtain.
All attention is focused on Mr. Wax below who may take action against him or his spiritual barrier at any time.
But the other party seemed to be trying something else first.
Layers of illusory rivers, whirlpools and cold light appeared around his wheelchair, making people feel cold and lost, and even felt like they were falling dangerously from time to time.
Countless messy objects, lights and shadows drifted and surged in the river, just like the debris and broken trees carried along by a flash flood sweeping through the city.
Fan Ning sensed a familiar aura among them. The fragments of the spiritual bodies of the people who had just been killed were swirling along these illusory whirlpools to the depths of nothingness.
"Is this a tributary that has been revealed in the long river of history? This confirms my previous conjecture. When it reaches a high enough level, it is possible to achieve 'resurrection' in the mystical sense, and at least a partial remedy can be achieved."
He saw gray-white rope nets popping up one after another in Mr. Wax's hands, as if he was trying to salvage some of the remnants of He Meng and Gang by relying on the ability of the order enforcer.
But I don’t know whether it’s because these two people only have “position” but no high-level “qualification”, or some other unknown factor. The “catching” of those rope nets has repeatedly failed, and the spiritual remnants belonging to the two people seem to be unable to be captured.
, passed through it as if nothing happened.
"Why doesn't it work at all?"
After dozens of attempts, Mr. Wax's forehead was already covered with sweat.
Seeing that the spiritual remnants of the two people were about to sink to the bottom of the whirlpool and float further in the long river of history, they passed through the edge of vision and continued to fall, returning to the space of the "disintegration field" and falling into
into the red liquid beneath the spiral steps!
"Boom!!!——" A sudden change occurred.
The originally relatively calm pool water began to boil violently, and the color of the "cracking field" began to change.
First, it jumped suddenly, the wall turned silver, and the pool water turned green.
Then there was a gradual change, the silver ceramic tiles glowed with a purple-gold glow, and the green water returned to a hawthorn-red color.
Everything happened so fast, Fan Ning suddenly felt a creepy feeling of being watched. Countless squirming visual organs seemed to be squeezed into the darkness inside the valves on all sides!
"Click——"
At the same time, the light curtain of the spiritual barrier above cracked a penetrating gap like a cracker!
From "wild" to "key", from "cocoon" to "pool", the twists and turns of the double gate? No, it's a "mirror image"! This secret history of the past seems to have interfered with the present again, He Meng and Gang
The spirit bodies of the two people served as sacrifices and formed the prelude to the current "mirror incident"! No wonder Fan Ning and Mr. Wax, who could not be salvaged in the long river of history and witnessed all kinds of changes, reacted immediately.
come over.
I'm afraid that the consciousness of "Mother Tong" has arrived, and she wants to seize these twin spirits and replace them in her own doorway position!
For the different purposes of both parties, Mr. Wax does not need to change the process. He only needs to prevent the "real Sylvia" from causing variables again and let her life be buried here!
"not good."
Fan Ning realized that the serious situation had arrived in advance, and the ceremony to replace the door had been violently started, and there was an order enforcer who was suppressing his anger next to him!
The next moment, the two saw a purple-red ball of light, alternately flashing with electric arcs and blood mist, falling out of the cracks in the spiritual barrier above, falling towards the boiling pool water below at a speed slightly slower than free fall.
go.
They had already begun to be captured. Fan Ning suddenly realized that her spiritual body image at this time was still "Sylvia".
"Ha, little girl, it's very dangerous down there. You'd better come home with me."
He laughed teasingly before taking action, and the content sounded like it didn't go against the motives of the Divine Advent Society at all to Mr. Wax.
But after attracting the full attention of the person he wanted to attract, the original golden mask on his face quickly flashed twice between bright silver and pure black!
"Caron!?"
The girl's surprised and delighted voice suddenly sounded in Fan Ning's mind.
Sure enough, Joan, who had attended underground gatherings together, reacted quickly after seeing this subtle reminder.
She immediately thought of it, the latter was the color of the masks of "Purple Bean Cake" and "Mendeleev" at a party!
But perhaps due to the influence of "Tongmu", or perhaps due to the conflict between Qiong and "Miss Crimson'er" herself, this voice was buried in a large number of disturbing babbles and angry quarrels, intermittently.
, sometimes clear and sometimes turbid.
"Isn't it wonderful that she herself wants to take advantage of being promoted?"
"Just give it a try, and if it doesn't work, run away quickly and don't hesitate."
"Give me a spot first"
Moreover, after the initial surprise in raising her tone, her voice quickly weakened, and it could be heard that she had been struggling to hold on for many days and was close to running out of gas.
Qiong's initial message in the dream bedroom was obviously a miscalculation of the situation, saying that she just had to come here before the secret realm of migration collapsed in "a year and a half", but she did not expect that a witness master had been "
"Worm" has been driving people crazy for more than two thousand years!
"good."
Fan Ning didn't say much. He kept the silver flute pinned to his waist. At this moment, he controlled his inspiration and flashed it as a pulling point for the next concerted effort.
An irresistible and huge force suddenly pulled him down!
It was obvious that Joan's spirit body was trying to "hitch a ride" on the flute around her waist, just like a drowning man caught in a whirlpool grabbing the last straw.
However, the falling speed of the light ball did not slow down at all. It just took Fan Ning with it, and the original vertical fall slightly shifted in the direction of Fan Ning.
Fan Ning, who was in an almost weightless state, continued to endure the chaotic babble and quarrels, listening carefully, trying to discern what Joan was saying next.
"I can't get over here. There are restrictions at the level of containment laws that go beyond the scope of force." Qiong's voice was breathy, and she felt like she had exhausted all her strength.
"Can you try the 'key' instead of dragging it behind me and try 'padting' the strings as high as possible in front of me? Or"
The sounds next to my ears were suddenly cut off in an instant.
Mr. Wax finally stopped searching in the long river of history. Those illusory rivers and cold light disappeared. With beads of sweat on his face, he raised his hand again toward the sky!
Cold air surged up from his feet to his body, and Fan Ning's teeth began to chatter.
Countless Frisbees folded from white paper formed a shuttle pouring across the sky, heading towards him through the sky!
There is no energy to move or adjust.
Fan Ning, who had never participated in a head-on confrontation, finally felt the terrifying gap between himself and the Enforcer. Except for the extreme case of using the taboo power of "wormology", this was not an attack that the Underworlder could avoid at all! Even if he himself
It is impossible to create a key, even if the other party is just a secret historian!
Among his spiritual premonitions, he only looked like he was cut into ragged pieces, as if the outcome had been predetermined, and what he saw later was just the appearance of an ultimatum.
However, a fact that goes against divinity and true knowledge happened at the next moment.
These flying discs passed directly through Fan Ning's body, cutting off the tile wall behind like tofu, as if Fan Ning was just a non-existent "texture".
A ball of light and a "Sylvia", one in front of the other, one on the left and one on the right, fell into the bottomless red liquid below!
"The rituals led by the Lord of Witness have begun, so the objects in these rituals are completely separated from the effects and influences from relatively low-level personalities? This includes people in the first two phases, including people in the latter two phases, and also includes Syl
Via, the life-threatening person who forced contact?"
"It's just a pity for these two loyal subordinates He Meng and Gang. The leader will probably sigh for a long time because of this treacherous secret history."
Mr. Wax failed to hit the target, but he didn't try again.
These people are being dragged towards the "back room", and things are going on the normal track after all.
He retracted his hand, leaned on the wheelchair, looked at the water with cold eyes, waiting for the final result.
"Guluulu——"
The sound in his ears returned. The pool water submerged Fan Ning's feet, spread to his abdomen, and finally rose above his mouth and nose. The frozen body feeling also dissolved.
In the illogical dream, there seems to be no breathing restriction, but a certain dangerous sense of oppression still pervades the whole body.
Fan Ning also understood in a blink of an eye that the power of "Tongmu"'s will was much higher than the part of divinity contained by Mr. Wax, so her need to replace the "double gate color" of "Key" and "Chi" was directly
Mr. Wax's attempt failed illogically and forcefully.
This is what Joan calls the "lawful" clamp that goes beyond the scope of force.
"Place the 'Key' of the highest possible level in front of her? This should be an attempt to use similar mysterious substances to counteract the 'Double Gate Color' needed by the 'Tong Mother', so as to find an opportunity to escape.
, it can be regarded as complying with and utilizing this law, but a beast that goes crazy and bites people, can it use another piece of meat to make it loosen its fangs?"
At this time, Fan Ning had already removed the extraordinary string with the "key" form from the "Illyrian" that no longer lost its form.
He wrapped it around his wrist and tried his best to pass its spiritual tentacles downward.
The trajectory of the fall in the liquid indeed shifted further, and the speed slowed down.
However, it cannot change its trend.
Fan Ning even had a hunch that the intricate "back room" spaces below were getting closer and closer to a few people.
"Um?"
He seemed to suddenly sense something.
Something that is very closely related to oneself.
Or, it can't be said that it was induction. It was strange that he suddenly remembered a direction but couldn't grasp it.
"It's no use to Carol, just stop and cut off the flute's spiritual connection and you sneak up."
Crazy murmurs, angry quarrels, and angry voices sounded in my ears again.
"Idiot, you are really an idiot! This is your chance to rise higher. The guard at the gate will at least be the order enforcer! This is the way they promised to pick me up again!"
"The only 'key' part that is qualified to take over his position is yourself! Even if you borrow the 'ownerless hammer' of Boulez, the president of the Guidance School, you can't escape with a shoddy one!"
"Don't spoil my good deeds!"
"Don't spoil my good deeds!!!"
Another female voice was scolding loudly.
Countless bubbles boiled and floated, while Fan Ning's figure was still falling.
"Caron, when you get to the 'back room', it's an abnormal zone, not the southern continent, and your 'unrestricted access' ability will be gone." Joan's voice rose a little while she was panting, and she became anxious.
"If it doesn't work, just go up. Thank you for coming to see me one last time. Maybe there will be a solution later."
This thing can drive even the Lord of Witness crazy, and what else can he do next? Fan Ning bit his lip tightly, and the extraordinary strings had been deeply cut into his arm.
What did you think of just now?
As the liquid fell rapidly, Fan Ning felt that he was getting closer and closer to the intricate and abnormal area.
Maybe just five breaths!
Suddenly, Fan Ning raised his arm wrapped with extraordinary strings.
A thing slowly condenses and takes shape on the palm of my hand.
"Why? Why can it be retrieved here!?"
He couldn't believe it himself.
Chapter completed!