Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 86

When the silver-black dagger fell to the ground, it bounced a few times.

Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to himself: "Without the protection of the semi-activated black thorn symbol, this thing is just a bomb."

Fortunately, he already knew how to avoid the negative effects of this evil short sword.

Walking to the pieces of gray flesh and blood, Lumian lifted up the remaining black robe of the blacksmith monster.

He pulled it off with a few stabs and wrapped the cloth strip around his right hand, as if to wrap it up completely.

Then, Lumian grabbed the life-hunting knife with this hand.

The silver-black short knife showed no abnormal reaction during the whole process.

Lumian, who was ready to throw away the things in his hands at any time, calmed down and murmured: "I need to get a scabbard for it so that it can be carried around easily."

"Is it necessary that the left or right hand should always be wrapped with a bandage from now on, so as to avoid having to protect it in time when the situation is urgent and you want to draw the knife?"

"This thing is dangerous, and it is really strong. Except for its short service life, it can crush those extraordinary weapons that Aurore mentioned." Lumian muttered to himself, while using a black cloth strip to hold the "Fate-Hunting Knife" "After wrapping it up three times from top to bottom, he safely inserted the evil short knife into the left belt.

After finishing this police matter, Lumian rubbed his temples, braved physical and mental fatigue, walked into the room where the blacksmith monster came out to measure, and searched it.

Nothing was found except the stove, which still had a flame burning.

At this point, Lumian's exploration completely came to an end. He went back all the way, being very careful and cautious on the way. No longer disturbed by fate, he successfully walked out of the ruins and desolate wilderness and entered his own two-story building that was half-terrained.

He was not in a hurry to go to bed, so he left here, put away his "life-hunting knife", and rested for a while. After his spirituality recovered to meet his needs, he danced that sometimes crazy and sometimes twisted absurd dance in the bedroom.

He wants to attract strange creatures from the surrounding area, try to possess him, and try to see what negative effects there are.

After noticing the fear and awe of the flame monster, the three-faced monster and the life-hunting knife towards the black thorn symbol, he was no longer so afraid and afraid of certain things possessing him.

The pollution on his body is much worse than these!

Moreover, he is quite tired now and will be able to fall asleep soon. By then, even if the strange thing possessing him is unwilling to leave or has a serious negative impact, he will be able to recover after a day's rest in the real world.

"Is this what Aurore often calls 'cheating and plug-ins?'" Lumian thought as he jumped.

As the dance became more intense, his spirituality gradually spread, combined with some kind of natural force being stirred around him, and spread out in all directions.

Gradually, Lumian, who seemed to be integrated with his surroundings, felt something enter the area. He raised his legs, stepped on them, and turned around. Without turning on his "spiritual vision", he directly saw many objects on the glass window of the bedroom. There were three transparent figures.

There are still skinless monsters, shotgun monsters and mouthparts monsters. It seems that my inspiration is not strong enough or my status is too low, so I can only "summon" them.

Lumian didn't mind it either. He pulled out the ceremonial silver dagger given to him by Aurore and stabbed a series of wounds on the back of his left hand.

Drops of bright red blood seeped out quickly but did not spread around.

It condensed on the spot and was dyed with a strange color.

The three transparent figures outside the window were suddenly ready to move.

Lumian then used the ceremonial silver dagger to pick up the drop of coagulated blood, and with the last few dance moves, he pointed the tip of the knife at the monster.

The monster with three black marks on its upper body opened its swirling mouth wide, as if it heard Lumian's call, but it made no further move.

"Yes, the window is still closed, and the monsters in the dream ruins don't dare to enter my house." Lumian probably understood something, and followed the rhythm of the circular dance, half-jumped, and landed next to the desk in front of the window.

He immediately stretched out his left hand, opened the closed glass window, and then handed the ceremonial silver dagger carrying blood outside the house.

Not only did the monster not come to swallow the drop of blood, but the ceremonial silver dagger entered Lumian's body. Instead, it retreated a meter and floated in the air amid the whining wind, staring blankly at him dancing.

"Hey, come on!" Lumian, who had already danced to the last dance move, couldn't help but urged in a hurry.

The three vague and transparent figures outside the house floated further away together, and when Lumian's dance stopped, they completely disappeared there.

Lumian looked at this scene dumbfounded, wondering why the monster was unwilling to possess him.

He thought over it carefully and made sure that there was nothing wrong with his dancing and the process of piercing the blood.

"Could it be that it remembers that I killed it in its obsession, so it doesn't want to possess me? But the dancer Qu Wei's knowledge did not mention this. Logically speaking, it should be more eager to possess me. It's up to me to take revenge." Lumian fell into deep thought.

Thinking of how the three-faced monster ran away as soon as it saw him, he had a new guess.

"I have the evil god's pollution in my body and the seal on my body. These weird creatures are so scared that they don't even dare to possess me?"

This is a very rare situation. It is normal that the occult knowledge corresponding to "Dancer" is not mentioned.

The more Lumian thought about it, the more he felt that this was the reason. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "You just want to watch me dance and don't want to possess me?"

"What's this called? In Aurore's words, it's free prostitution!" What disappoints Lumian is that once he comes to the recipient of the contract, the dancer's ability is equivalent to losing one, and there is no way to attract strange people. Get on top of creatures and use some of their qualities or abilities.

He could only console himself that it might only be the weird creatures in the ruins of the dream world that were like this. After all, they were closely related to the owner of the black thorn symbol.

"I don't know what reality can attract, and whether it dares to possess me." Lumian muttered, walked to the bed, and lay down.

Looking at the life-hunting knife wrapped in layers of black cloth on the cabinet next to him, his mood instantly improved a lot.

This is a very powerful extraordinary weapon that can help him better explore the ruins of dreams and unlock the secrets here. The only drawback is that it cannot be brought to the real world.

I don’t know if the mysterious lady can help take it out, just like she brought the potions and ritual materials to the Dream Ruins.

But next time she explores the ruins of the dreamland, she will have to trouble her to bring back the life-hunting knife.

"She must be unwilling to offer help over and over again. She shows an obvious fear of trouble and likes to be lazy."

With such thoughts, Lumian fell into a deep sleep.

When Lumian woke up, the sky was extremely dark, and there was still a red ray of sunset in the distance of the mountain.

Such a scene made him uncontrollably depressed, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

After adjusting his mood, Lumian left the room and went down to the first floor, where Aurore was busy making dinner.

"Are your eyes okay?" Lumian went over to help.

Aurore tucked her hanging blond hair behind her ears, turned her face sideways, opened her eyes and said, "That's almost it."

Lumian looked into her eyes and saw nothing unusual except for some bloodshot eyes in her light blue eyes.

Aurore continued to fry the lamb chops and asked casually: "What did you find in the ruins of Dreamland this time?"

Lumian started chopping the next dish and told his story exactly.

"That knife is indeed very strong." Seeing that her brother was alright, Aurore suppressed her concern and smiled, "If it were me, I would definitely not give it the name Hunting Knife. It's too straightforward and doesn't have enough meaning. Flavor."

Lumian asked curiously: "What will you take?"

Aurore smiled and said, "I'll call it Fallen Mercury!"

"Okay, from now on, it will be called Fallen Mercury!" Lumian nodded immediately

The name chosen by my sister must be used!

Aurore suddenly laughed, "This name is actually not that good, but the time is too short, I can only think of it."

"Well, the performance of those monsters further proves our speculation. The black thorn symbol on the chest, or the pollution in the body, is not simple. It can suppress something of a very high level and closely related to that hidden existence."

"Maybe the key to the cycle really lies with you."

"Yes." Lumian nodded, "Now let's see what secrets are hidden in the ruins of the dream world, and then wait patiently overnight."

So far, they have investigated almost all anomalies twice, except for the one where the owl is.

It was very, very dangerous there, and the only hope was to ask Pualisev, but the lady obviously didn't intend to cause trouble.

I just want to wait for that special time to arrive. Lumian said without any hope that the dance to attract strange creatures was blocked by the two symbols on his body and could not succeed. He then said: "Sister, do you have any ideas to circumvent this restriction?"

"Thinking?"

Aurore scooped up the lamb chops, thought for a moment and said, "It seems that I can't do it by asking the gods. Why don't you try the command?"

Lumian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Order?"

Aurore nodded lightly: "Since those weird creatures are afraid of the pollution in the body and the seal of that great being, then you can pretend to be powerful and take advantage of their fear and directly order them to attach themselves to you. Well, then use Guhe Mish language."

"This is a way of thinking." Lumian understood what his sister meant by pretending to be powerful.