musicians of old

Chapter 521

"The corpse must be properly disposed of, the news of the high-level death must be reported, and some associated hidden influences, such as 'worms', must be cautious."

“But everything is not in a rush for hours”

Roy returned to the dressing table and sat up quietly, gradually recovering the spiritual state brought about by the 7 tribute sessions before, full of thoughts and imagination.

Even if this state of tuning for 49 hours will completely disappear within half an hour to one hour, and then the intelligence network and control methods of the special inspection agency will catch up at the fastest speed, and she will have no second chance to start again. It is also necessary to play it safe.

After about 10 minutes, Roy finally added essential oil to the vaporizer of the candlestick, and then closed his eyes.

Enter the dream "basin area" and wander all the way to the core area!

Mottled curtains danced in layers in the sky, celestial fragments shone like coal crystals, and a huge reverse vortex leading to the depths of the sky was slowly rotating.

This is directly below the Hui Tower, and all kinds of seductive gnosis are pulling him. Roy follows the revelation of what he yearns for and desires, and heads for the most beautiful and brilliant place of light.

There is the entrance to the "Gate of Whimsy"!

The scene in the passage lacked most of the details, but after repeated attempts and adjustments, she found an unobstructed observation direction, and then burned with inspiration, walked through with all her strength, and discussed the rules of action about "Yan" Answer the propositions one by one, and accept the judgment of inspiration one by one.

In the process, she felt that strangely colored moths were being born one after another in her mind.

They flew out of their minds, out of the boundary between the emotional body and the astral body, danced in the passage of the door, and captured the gnosis in their bodies.

The moment he passed by, the moths dancing in the sky returned to a part of his beautiful thoughts!

The light that filled the bedroom rippled like water ripples, Roy slowly opened his eyes, breathing a little fast.

The bed hanging on the balcony as a swing swayed to the ground, the window lattice opened on the ground returned to the wall, the starlight and the Milky Way in the fireplace turned into dancing flames, and the mirror folded in the cloakroom reflected the seats on the ceiling back to the ground, Slowly flowing to the dressing table, while the wine glass full of blooming flowers is quickly empty at hand.
After all the illusions disappeared, her violently fluctuating spiritual state initially calmed down.

Under the accumulation of academic study and artistic inspiration since childhood, from opening the door of mystery to now, in a year and a half, he has been promoted to the first level of understanding.

"I use a little mediocre talent and more generous school resources, have I barely caught up with your footsteps?"

The corner of Roy's mouth twitched slightly, and he called "Light of First Acquaintance" one after another. The light, shadow and space twisted and folded wherever he went, one step to the balcony, one step to the main entrance, and two steps to stand in the quiet back garden of the villa.

A chaotic secret atmosphere vibrated in the air, she descended into the chariot, and after initially experiencing the strange feeling that all aspects had been enhanced in essence, she raised her hand to the front and tried the more special secret technique of "transformation" .

An illusory lampshade with irregular carvings was thrown up and shattered in the air, releasing a large group of moths with all kinds of strange shapes imprisoned in it!

Some of them burned the grass, frozen the spring water, poisoned the flowers and withered, made the flower pots grow tentacles, some cut off the light poles, sucked insects, bound the trees, and stunned the birds. Turned into confused fireworks, some exploded with healing fragrance, some blew out psychedelic music, and a moth turned into a spirit skeleton obeying orders
This is just a part of the moths that have seen the effect intuitively during the experiment.

Using the gnosis of the "Gate of Whimsy", the master can release up to 49 moths at the same time, and pounce on the designated position or object. Each moth will become a secret technique of random phase, such as ice and fire , storms, lightning, diseases and toxins, cutting of entities, possession of wraiths, pollution of knowledge, restriction of movement or spiritual perception, interference of time and space, etc. The invisible force intensity of each secret art ranges from low-level to High ranks vary.

This is a completely "unintentional" situation, and one that consumes the least amount of inspiration.

In addition, it can also be cast with a certain purpose, which will make the moth swarm's random secret technique tend to have a certain type of function, but as the purpose of the idea becomes stronger, the consumption of inspiration will increase sharply.

"On average, it can allow the enemy's understanding people to withstand the siege of more than 20 middle- and high-level knowledgeable people at the same time. The upper limit is higher, but it is actually uncontrollable to a certain extent. Some healing, auxiliary, and Summoning secrets are likely to create some strange effects, and it is not suitable for your companions to touch these moths. It is not suitable to release them one by one or 49 at a time, even with the subjective idea of ​​healing or purification , and they may not be right, even I don’t know what they will turn into in the future.”

"Well, this is still a very powerful means for the enemy, and it is easy to create group chaos. Its inspiration consumption is far lower than I expected, and it makes up for the lack of frontal confrontation ability before. In this way, combined with the ability to fold local space 'Light of First Acquaintance', as well as various high-quality extraordinary items on his body."

From now on, Roy has become a veritable high-level figure in the official organization.

At this moment, she really felt that the improvement of strength is the most important trump card and reliance, and her mentality calmed down a lot in an instant, and she became more and more grateful for the enlightenment brought by Bishop Lavoisier.

"The action steps that Mr. Priest explained before he left have been completely completed at this point, and I have to decide how to proceed by myself."

Roy slowly walked back to the main entrance, still passing by the bedroom with the corpse on the second floor, and went straight up to the third floor.

She quickly traced the secret agreement of a specific mirror symbol on a piece of parchment. The complexity of the lines is far beyond the scope of memory.

The paper was placed on the candle and ignited. After closing her eyes and falling asleep, she landed in a winding place.

This looks like a "museum" or "art corridor" in the style of a royal court, with mysterious paintings hanging everywhere, sculptures and handicrafts spanning the style period, and rows of Collection of old books.

Some of them are covered with bright sunlight, while others are immersed in shadow and dust. The ends of some corridors are suddenly broken and connected with the fog of nothingness. There are also shutters on the walls, and the outside is a messy and bizarre landscape. .

Discernible whispers began to reverberate everywhere, but as long as you don't distinguish carefully, it won't cause too much trouble.

As the "Corridor of Sighs", a secret realm of migration that has been controlled by the Bologna School for hundreds of years, there have been records of the containment of the wreckage of four artifacts here in history. It is an unfortunate break in the transmission of knowledge.

But no matter what, it is still the gathering place of the school's top extraordinary resources, and it is an indispensable place for core members to study and climb.

"Miss Roy, good night." "Hello, Vice President Miller."

"Hello Miss." "Hello, Professor Herring."

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Scattered along the way, dozens of people turned their heads from rapt reading, watching paintings or watching the scenery, and greeted Roy.

These people are either the principals, deans or professors of the well-known universities in Tiolein, public academic figures or well-known artists who are rarely seen on weekdays, or the best from other married noble surnames. Of course, the combination of the two Status overlaps quite a bit in high society.

No one is aware of the spiritual change in her nature, and no one who understands can see another one without descending into the chariot.

Roy responded with a polite smile all the way, and walked towards an open library.

After standing there for about ten breaths, she saw the figure of her father in a western-style gray jacket appearing in front of the desk.

(End of this chapter)