Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler - v2 Chapter 203

Furen knew that he would definitely encounter an enemy, but when he did encounter it, the calm and fearless mood he had cultivated all along was disrupted for a moment. After calming down the sudden change of breath, Furen also showed a happy smile. Just like visiting the host’s house as a guest before: “Yes, I’m here, but it seems you expected it.”

“Hahaha,” As if hearing something funny, the lady covered her mouth lightly and giggled. After laughing for a while, she put down her hands, leaving only a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, “Although I expected It’s your arrival, but you should have expected my arrival, right? Although I don’t know why you dared to step into my trap, I’m still happy.”

The lady’s smile was so sweet that Furen couldn’t help but be in a trance. Although he reacted in less than a second, he was still nervous and relaxed in his heart: the charm of witches is still so terrifying, and relaxation is because he must The formidable enemy that had to be faced was finally confronted.

“I’m no longer who I used to be. Correspondingly, my family, Abraham, is no longer the same Abraham that I used to be.” Furen gradually cracked the corners of his mouth, and gradually changed from a smile to a big laugh. After a few seconds, the smile stopped instantly, and he said coldly in a cold and dignified tone.

“Really.” Mrs. Melanie was still pursing her lips and chuckling at the moment, but her eyes had long since become winter-like. Her eyes had always been so cold when she looked at Fren, but her eyes were even more indifferent at this time. Without any emotion, Fran was dead in her eyes.

In a trance, Furen felt that his surroundings had become another world. The surrounding environment and scenes were the same as before. There was no difference in the corridor, stairs, and murals, but Furen knew that everything was different. .

The scene is the same, but the space is completely different, and if you look closely, you can see that all the decorations, murals, and patterns here are mirror images compared to the previous environment.

“The world in the mirror?” When discussing the battle plan with Amadi and Roselle repeatedly, Furen knew that he was likely to enter the world in the mirror. This is the home of witches. If the angels of the witch sect wanted to The best option to help Mrs. Melanie is to drag Fren into the mirrored world.

Although the Abraham family are all masters of space utilization, the world in the mirror is different. This is a space that is continuously operated by the Witch Sect. If you want to prevent the space from being invaded, even an “apprentice” at the angel level will discuss it for a short time. Not good.

“Then everything is worse than on the right track.” Furen thought silently in his heart, but his face showed that he quickly calmed down after being panicked.

“Cough, cough, cough.” Suddenly Furen grabbed his neck and began to cough in pain. This is undoubtedly the Witch of Despair’s specialty, the occult virus, but when?

Before entering the villa, Furen isolated the air around him from himself, including in the sense of mysticism, anything in the witch’s residence could be contaminated with deadly viruses.

“Either in the breeze in the garden, or in the air that I didn’t pay attention to on the road.” Furen briefly speculated, and then quickly and covertly released the “Physician” Sequence 4’s ability to cure viruses that he had previously “recorded”. onto yourself.

Strangely, during this period, the Witch of Despair didn’t make a move, and Furen struggled to stand up.

On the way to stand up, Furen saw that the pattern of the floor began to change dramatically, and the scene that entered Furen’s eyes also had a huge difference with the changes in the surrounding environment, the deep corridor, the gorgeous murals and the surrounding The remaining traces of the battle are gone.

The dim scene occupies the mainstream of the surrounding environment. The dim light comes from the unbright kerosene lamp overhead. There is only one kerosene lamp to illuminate the huge basement, so dimness and discomfort are inevitable.

The smell of rotting flowers was sent to Fren’s nose. This basement was not empty. There was an Intis-style coffin and altar in the center of the huge basement. The patterns on the altar could not be seen clearly in the dim light, but Furen still found a lot of runes in the style of the southern continent, which roughly means to appease the dead and pray for the reincarnation or resurrection of the dead.

Around the coffin altar are flowers that people come to offer sacrifices every year. The rotten smell comes from the flowers that have not been cleaned before. I don’t understand why the worshipers are so careful, why don’t they clean up these rotten flowers? .

“This is my husband’s altar, and of course she also became a woman in the end.” A soft female voice came from all around, and finally gathered around the coffin. Mrs. Melanie’s seemingly weak body appeared beside the coffin. .

The coffin, the widow, the dim light, and the desolate look together constitute a beautiful scene of the deceased wife mourning her husband.

“You’re really interesting.” Fren said without changing his face, and at the same time took a step forward without showing any emotion.

“For my husband, for my daughter, for the people my daughter loves, and for myself, how could I be so nervous about revenge, and of course, to defuse your little tricks,” Mei Lan said. Mrs. Ni looked down at Fren with contempt and hatred~www.mtlnovel.com~ and her sympathy and loving eyes, “You don’t think I can’t see that layer of protection around you, do you? Acting like, not yet home.”

Fren bit his teeth against his upper lip slightly. Mrs. Melanie was right. This is a delayed extraordinary ability. Before departure, Fren asked Amadi to release this extraordinary ability to himself. on his body, and the occult virus in his body is also planned.

The only difference is that Mrs. Melanie’s mood is so arrogant and impetuous. In Furen’s impression, Mrs. Melanie has always been very anxious and manic about her pursuit, a demigod who is somewhat irrational. It is easy to deal with, but a sane demigod is very difficult to overcome.

“Every minute, every second, there are mysticism viruses that I radiate around you. The longer the time goes, the worse your situation will be. Then, how much “recording” ability do you bring to cure your own mysticism virus?” Mrs. Melanie took on that terrifying look again.

“Enough is enough.” Furen replied calmly, a stable demigod is not the demigod that Furen expected, and if this goes on, Furen is likely to return without success.

“Really?” Mrs. Melanie asked with a smile. At the same time, the world in the mirror began to shake, as if a violent earthquake had occurred. Strange debris kept falling into this dim basement, and the only light source was also In a sway, it fell and disappeared, and everything returned to darkness.

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