"Fake!?" The three surviving investigators were surprised.
"Sir, why don't we arrange a secret ritual inspection, so that the results may be more accurate?" Salman asked tentatively.
"It's just a waste of time." He Meng's soles stepped directly across the painting casually, "If we talk about the near-migration zone, they can't be sublimated by spiritual observation, it can only mean that we started from the foundation and understood this thing before.
Your understanding is wrong.”
"There are fourteen paintings, and none of them meet the requirements?" Behind a few people, the figure of Norma Gunn, with a hoarse and weak voice, floated over like a ghost, especially the lines and colors on her torso were almost transparent.
"It is not easy to find works that meet the mystical conditions of 'Gate of Seven Lights' or 'Fountain in Painting'. With Vincent's artistic attainments, he only completed five works in more than 20 years." He Meng shook his head.
Shake his head.
"In comparison, our empire-wide search only lasted half a year. We were in a hurry. Those five paintings were just based on feeling and luck. Now that the whole army has been wiped out, it was within the range of my expectations... As for the Turner Art Museum,
The possibility of a batch of fakes or diversions is extremely high, but what did he do just now?..."
The brows on his stiff face were deeply knitted, as he recalled and distinguished the calling methods, spiritual fluctuations and phase properties of Fan Ning's attack just now.
"Candle" that burned through everyone's bodies, "Huang" that withstood Gang's full blow, "Yan" that seriously injured Gang, "Key" that released his own restraints, and "Jin" that escaped quickly...
Oka seems to have grasped some connection: "What has been sublimated is "Green Night" in the painting burning incident, as well as the "Painful Room", 'Cocoon' and 'Pond' he stole, and the five methods just now
It happens to be another unoccupied seat..."
"Vincent seems to have used some special curse seal triggering method to fuse the invisible power he collected and the sublimation power of the mysterious painting." He Meng speculated.
"He is indeed working on the idea of a 'fountain in paintings'. After more than twenty years and five paintings, this must be a perfect fit for sublimating the leader's spirituality... I just don't know how he triggered this.
The secret was left to Fan Ning, who was later promoted to a knowledgeable person? Such a prayer with special and unknown syllables, I didn’t even have time to identify which language family it belongs to. There may be other ways to assist sublimation. This information requires at least a certain amount of space.
We have been checking for so long but we still haven’t found anything. Why did Fan Ning know about it?..."
"What hints Vincent used is not the point." Gang analyzed the current situation, "The point is that Fan Ning has most likely gathered the conditions for opening the 'Gate of Seven Lights', and its colors have been five-sevenths
It has a closer connection with Fan Ning's spiritual qualities, which is more beneficial for us to contain the 'Fountain in the Painting', but..."
She glanced at the disgusting dizzy patterns on the wall of the passage ahead, and then quickly looked away: "But he just ran forward like that?"
"If he goes crazy first, it will not do us any good... The containment method provided by the leader comes from the world source god 'Qingkou Tree'. It is necessary to drag the activated 'Fountain in the Painting' into a dormant state first.
, If he hadn’t used the spiritual connection of the mysterious paintings to disperse and suppress it first, we would have had great difficulty in performing it..."
"Don't worry, Fan Ning is definitely not a fool." He Meng said, "This person is even more shrewd than I expected. He used all his trump cards just now in order to temporarily get rid of our hostage. This
There is more than one way to travel, and perhaps he has another way that we don't know about."
"Fortunately, the secret realm of the 'Great Palace School' ruins was built in the special structural gap of each other's gate. I once passed through the 'Seven Lights Gate' more than fifty years ago, which allowed me to
I have sensed some vague revelations. Even if we enter from different ports, we will probably run into each other in the end... Can your condition still support it? "
"Even with 20% of the inspiration and strength left, it is enough to deal with this conductor who has used up his cards." Gang calmly waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, "...but I admit that I was careless and underestimated the enemy just now. Even if his strength is not worth mentioning,
The means of a person like Vincent should not be underestimated."
Not many people would be willing to have this kind of thing happen to them, but it was obvious that Fan Ning was being taken seriously this time.
He Meng pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then reminded this colleague who was less than half his age:
"Fan Ning's existence is only an insignificant part. The various unknown risks in the ruins are a huge threat. To be on the safe side, as long as we confirm that the reentry mechanism of the secret realm ahead is a regular 'path recurrence' in the third history, we can find the exit.
Then you turn back first, go out and determine the specific location of the landing point, and ask the inspector general, Mr. Davis, to lead a team to guard it with you to prevent Fan Ning from finding an opportunity to escape first. The plan to re-explore the abnormal area has entered the preparatory stage.
I just happened to take it with me after we went out."
"You have more experience than I do." Gon accepted the suggestion from the veteran of the Special Patrol Department.
"Seize the time and continue to deal with the pollution."
Under He Meng's control, the floor tiles in the passage dissolved and collapsed again, and the bodies of the four investigators fell into it. After a few breaths, everything returned to normal.
…
"Why seven, not five?"
Further ahead in the passage, Fan Ning had finished training his chariot and was walking quickly in the darkness.
In order to distract from the series of creepy things around him, he recalled Vincent's tips again, and some unnoticed doubts were unearthed.
"Reciting specific prayers can sublimate seven mysterious paintings in a controlled way"
The prompt illuminated by the flash at that time undoubtedly said seven pictures.
Fan Ning naturally knew the catalog of Vincent's works very well, and the details of each painting could clearly emerge in his mind. He confirmed that there were only five paintings with sublimated and mysterious properties.
List of works
There can't be anything missing, right?
The most important thing in the directory is the title of the work + the time.
"Twilight and Wall on the Mountain Top" and "Snake and Scorpion's Perspective" were painted at the end of 895 in the New Calendar.
"The Abyss Seen Under Certain Emotions", "River of Silver Mirrors" and "Creative Sketching of Extremely Asymmetrical Containers" were painted at the end of 902 in the New Calendar.
The distribution is very uneven, too scattered and too concentrated. This is Fan Ning's first feeling.
And, these two years?…
What year are the 37th and 38th Harvest Arts Festival?
Vincent lost contact during the 39th session of the New Calendar 909. Roy's investigation showed that he was not a staff member or an invited guest. Looking at this conclusion now, it is very reasonable and credible - a profound
The inspector general of Xiao Sanzhong, who once served as a senior member of the Abnormal Area Investigation Team, had raised his social status so high and stood in the spotlight of the "guests" in a grand manner, I am afraid that his former identity would be easily discovered.
In contrast, a "Turner Art Museum Director" is just one of thousands of inconspicuous "art people" in a high-profile international cultural event such as the Harvest Art Festival. If during the festival,
If Vincent was operating in San Porto City for some other purpose, this identity would undoubtedly be extremely suitable.
So when we recall the creation years of these five mysterious paintings, we really can’t help but wonder...
Did Vincent actually go to the Harvest Art Festival three times in a row, with a purpose related to "creating specific mystical paintings"?
This is possible. In Fan Ning's memories of this world further back, Vincent traveled far more frequently than Fan Chenxun in his previous life.
Could it be said that his original creative plan was for seven paintings, so the earliest hints left in "Twilight and Wall on the Mountain Top" were also seven paintings?
However, he unexpectedly lost contact for the third time, so the creative plan was not completed. There are actually only five paintings at the moment?
Fan Ning's thinking inadvertently moved forward a small inch.
Then he realized he saw some strange lights.
This does not necessarily mean that the effectiveness of the visual sealing elixir has ended.
But based on past experience, I have walked through this passage and reached the complete migration level, and there is no longer a way of perception of "seeing things visually".
As he continued to walk forward, the light became brighter and clearer, and the lines and color blocks became more and more distinct.
It was as if he had broken through an invisible curtain, and the next moment he was on a huge platform.
He felt inexplicably strange and looked up at the sky and looked around.
"After sublimating five more paintings, this place is completely different from the last time..."
The abyss behind is no longer black, but an ultramarine storm, with sharp blades and bullets roaring and undulating below. The entire platform is still as dark as ink, but some white lines with opposite colors flow disorderly, giving people an extremely dizzy feeling.
.
The low night sky is filled with thick water vapor, and the green light penetrates the granular fog curtain. It occasionally has a contradictory feeling of crystal clear in the darkness and filth. The light of several large unknown stars is scattered and pale. If you look closely, it seems
It turned into several lavender doors that opened the sky.
This color splicing, which was completely devoid of logic and organization, once made Fan Ning feel that his thinking had become chaotic. When he saw clearly the huge thing occupying the main body of his vision in the distance, the weird and grotesque impact made him feel like he couldn't breathe.
It should be regarded as a building. Its brown-black shell already has a lot of ulcers or faults, but it can be seen that the overall shape is like a huge right-angled triangle, with the short side lying on the ground and the hypotenuse all the way up. The area of each floor is
Gradually decreasing, the top few floors, as well as the vertical high wall on the other side at the far end, are all immersed in the night sky or the green mist in the background.
Looking at this giant multi-story building with a completely abnormal structure and completely contrary to known human aesthetics, Fan Ning once recalled his experience of several high fevers when he was young: when he was lying in bed in a daze, he kept watching it repeatedly in his dreams.
When I saw some weird and huge geometric bodies or geometric patterns, their astronomical magnitude, the perspective relationship that was completely beyond the scope of understanding, the crushing and suffocating feeling made me panic for a long time after waking up.
Trembling all over.
There was no other choice here. The threat from the rear would catch up at some point. After the discomfort eased a little, Fan Ning did not dare to delay any more and prepared to head towards this completely opened secret site.
His main purpose is naturally to find an exit.
Regardless of history or the present, whether it is an evil organization or an official organization, any force with knowledge has the need to explore the secret realm of Yiyong and build venues for secret ritual activities, because these places are controlled by the divinity of the Lord of Witnesses.
It evolved from the residue of activities and naturally has many mystical functions that are difficult to achieve in other places.
If the Harmony School or the Immortality Esoteric Cult had ever explored this place, or even used it as a relatively fixed "study place" or "monastic place" for a certain period of time...
A very real problem is that these people need to travel frequently between themselves and the waking world.
Whether it is based on the model of the third historical ruins or a new return path, there must always be a relatively stable method.
With this thought in mind, Fan Ning suddenly felt a slight chill on several places on his wrists and neck.
Rain? Or?…
Fan Ning raised his arm, as if yesterday's scene had reappeared, and he saw several paint stains on his skin that were as big as the tips of needles.
When he thought of the scene in that too-realistic dream, where he was finally wrapped and dissolved, the discomfort and anxiety in his heart became even stronger.
He had no idea how he got out in the end. Did he wake up from a nightmare? Or was it due to "old days"?
I vaguely remember that the witness talisman I saw last time flashed, but this time, the "old days" are not on me. In order to prevent contamination, and also to cope with the sudden search and attack by the Special Patrol Office one day, the "old days" have been there for a long time.
It has been sealed in Qiming Church for a long time.
Fan Ning speeded up his pace as much as possible, but he didn't know if this had any practical significance in the dream.
The huge multi-story building in front of me, which was like a celestial version, seemed to be within reach, but it felt like two or three hours later, it seemed that it was still half way away, and I was still running on the huge black and white twisted platform.
Fortunately, the paint rain didn't seem to be too big, and the walking in the dream didn't feel like a physical exertion. It seemed like six or seven hours had passed, and Fan Ning finally arrived at the beginning of the hypotenuse of the giant right triangle.
As far as the field of vision can be seen, there are honeycomb-shaped hollows in some lower floors. Maybe they are rooms, but there are dense cochlear-shaped ducts growing in and out of them, which makes people feel that it is not a building, but a living thing.
The environment exuded an unclean smell like festering thick water. After Fan Ning raised his feet and stepped into the threshold, the scene seemed to jump discontinuously like a dream. He stood in one place in the building and was divided into countless
Flat layer of honeycomb compartments.
The tall, smooth stone supports a floor height of at least 20 meters. This is not like a material that can be found in this world. Various reliefs, plates and stone statues hint at the structure of human facial features, and they fall down regardless of gravity.
Horizontal, floating, with some warm-toned twilight, if you stare at it for too long, you will hear a hollow continuous sound that sounds like wind or whisper.
A strong feeling of disgust and dizziness hit Fan Ning, and he leaned over to gasp for breath with some difficulty.
Then, a sudden tightness on his forearm and inside the cuff made him alert and upright again.
"Gel Fetal Membrane", a ritual tool that resists "pool" phase pollution?
Fan Ning thought of "The Room of Pain" almost reflexively, because this was not an unexpected encounter at all. In fact, considering that if he entered the secret door again, he would definitely encounter "The Room of Pain", he had always been prepared.
Wearing "gel fetal membrane".
This ritual vessel not only successfully withstood the slippery and corrosive feeling on the tip of the tongue when it was in the sealing chamber, it was also later sent to the Guidance School to verify the authenticity of its effectiveness.
Only, this time standing upright...
Fan Ning finally saw in a trance that on the first floor of the giant building, one of the honeycomb-shaped compartments where he was located, the painting was hanging on the stone wall directly in front of him.
This is not the so-called indoor sketching of the delivery room and delivery bed.
A portrait of a woman standing in front of a red church arcade background. She has pale skin, earrings and short dark red hair. However, her features and emotions are elusive, and her age cannot be identified. The lines of her facial features and face are in recognition.
It is difficult to splice them into one, just like dumping the objects in the storage bag on the table.
The title of the painting is not "The Room of Pain" either.
The new name, like other irresistible revelations of knowledge in the dream, was directly implanted in my mind: