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Dozens of special runes were drawn on the huge circular array.

Chris recognized most of the runes, but there were still a few he had never seen before.

This is the communication array that Morphy had mentioned to him before.

Chris had learned about and mastered a few of the unique communication methods used by the torchbearers that morning, but they could only be used to transmit the simplest information.

At this moment, the runes on the communication array are flashing alternately.

It's clearly trying to convey some kind of message.

Moreover, the amount of information contained within it seems to be enormous.

This far exceeds the types of information encoding Chris currently possesses.

He couldn't understand at all what these flashing runes were trying to convey.

He remembered that Morphy had said before he left that nothing usually happened at their temporary base.

Even if something urgent happens, he should be the one relaying the information to the company headquarters.

What's going on here?!

Chris was completely puzzled, and the palpitations that made him extremely uncomfortable continued to worsen.

He had to use the Star Key to constantly dispel the feeling.

The distance between communication arrays cannot be too far.

At this moment, the only communication array connected to this temporary base is the one inside Madison Asset Management.

There must be a problem on the company's side.

Chris was thinking this when he sensed something was amiss.

If there really is a problem at the company, the other party should contact the Torchbearer branch, not him, a newcomer who has only started working there for the first time.

If the company encounters problems that even he can't solve, what can someone who hasn't even embarked on the path to sainthood do in the eyes of others?

That feeling of palpitations still lingers.

Just like the air clinging to him, it was dispersed by the Star Key and quickly gathered back together.

and many more……

Chris suddenly thought of something.

He quickly left the duty room and went into the corridor, then to the reading room, the storage room, and the hidden door of the emergency escape passage.

Standing in front of the hidden door, Chris's doubts and worries grew heavier and heavier.

Wherever he went, the feeling of palpitation did not lessen in the slightest after he left the duty room.

Moreover, as time went on, he could clearly feel that each time that heart palpitation reappeared, the unease it brought him was stronger than the last time.

So... this feeling wasn't caused by the array in the duty room.

The sudden change in the array formation in the duty room at this moment is likely just a coincidence.

Perhaps something really did happen at the company.

The unusual circumstances surrounding him, however, stemmed from other factors.

But is it really just a coincidence?

Chris frowned, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, his mind racing.

Suddenly, he reached into his pocket and touched the deck of cards with stars on it.

Perhaps astrology can offer him some insights.

Without hesitation, Chris took immediate action. To conserve his spiritual energy, he temporarily shut down his psychic vision.

Although there was no one else here except him.

But for safety reasons, he went into the lounge to prepare to complete the astrological ritual there.

There were no formations set up inside the room, so it shouldn't interfere with his astrological work.

He found a desk, quickly smoothed out the star chart, and began astrology.

A moment later.

Chris slowly put away the star card.

His breathing involuntarily became a little heavier.

Because of the constant feeling of palpitations, he was unable to concentrate and complete the astrological ritual.

He couldn't keep using the Key of the Star to dispel that feeling during the astrological process, as that would directly interrupt the astrological procedure.

Since astrology is not an option...

He suddenly remembered the black substance he had seen on Vivian that morning, and then he thought of his own briefly distorted memory from that morning.

At that moment, he realized that unlike the previous dreams, this dream, which had no end in sight, must contain some unknown crisis.

Moreover, as time goes on, this crisis is getting closer and closer to him.

Thinking of this, Chris suddenly made a firm decision.

He had to do something.

His spirituality floated slowly, and a thin spiritual thread extended from his body, gently touching the Mars card in his shirt pocket.

At the same time, he also sketched out the image of Mars in his mind.

A warm feeling instantly spread throughout my body.

A faint red light flickered deep within Chris's pupils.

He took the Mars card out of his jacket pocket, and looking at the card that had changed its appearance, Chris had an idea.

On the exquisite Mars card, the red lines suddenly shimmered with a flowing stream of bright red light.

Chris activated his spiritual vision again, looked at the flickering flames on the Mars card, and exhaled slightly.

The black thing on Vivian's body didn't appear to be a physical entity.

If, in the end, he also has to face that kind of thing.

Therefore, this flame fueled by spirituality will be his greatest reliance.

Turn off your clairvoyance and put away the Mars cards.

Chris had already made up his mind.

Although the countdown is not visible.

But whether it was his intuition or that lingering, ever-increasing feeling of palpitations,

Everyone was telling him that he didn't have much time left.

A resolute glint flashed in Chris's eyes.

He hurried to the storage room. Since it was a temporary base, there were no valuables stored there.

Apart from some ordinary daily necessities.

Inside were only some basic materials for maintaining the formation, and some props such as candles that might be used for specific rituals.

But he remembered that Murphy had told him that a man-made relic had been placed there to ensure the safety of the staff on duty.

It seems to be called "The Hidden Fate".

To facilitate the quick access of this man-made relic to on-duty personnel in case of emergencies.

This sacred object was deliberately placed on the right-hand side of the entrance to the storage room, in the most conspicuous and easily accessible position.

Chris saw the relic as soon as he entered the room.

It was a gray silk cloak hanging on a coat rack.

Without any hesitation, he quickly took it off.

Holding the cloak in his hands, Chris could barely feel its weight.

According to the information Murphy gave him, this cloak was a man-made relic created by imitating the effect of a certain relic from the Sacred Path of the Weaver's Shuttle.

The core logic behind this cloak's concealment is to construct an extraordinary vacuum layer around the wearer, completely locking the wearer's extraordinary aura, spiritual fluctuations, and traces of causality within this extraordinary vacuum layer.

It presents itself to the outside world as an absolute state of nothingness at an extraordinary level, thereby bypassing all perception, detection, and divination below the level of the revealer.

It is generally used by torchbearers when carrying out dangerous missions to infiltrate target locations or evacuate.

Murphy had specifically reminded him that there were two things he needed to be careful about when using the cloak.

First, once this cloak is worn and activated with spiritual power, its effects only last for about an hour.

Beyond this time, the cloak may be damaged. At that point, the cloak's user will become as conspicuous as a candlelight in the dark when facing various detection and perception-based extraordinary means.

It might even attract the attention of some unknown entities.

Second, the closed structure formed by this cloak is extremely fragile.

As long as the wearer actively uses any extraordinary power while wearing the cloak, even the most basic spiritual perception or the slightest mobilization of holy authority, it will instantly pierce through this vacuum layer.

At that point, the cloak will become ineffective, and the user will be exposed to all detection and sensing methods.

Chris carefully placed the cloak on his left forearm.

He suddenly realized something.

In this dream world, what seems normal may actually be the most abnormal.

The more abnormal something is, the more it often means that the other person may not belong to this dream world at all.

His intuition kept him vigilant, urging him not to reveal anything unusual about himself.

That's absolutely right, because the "normal people" around him may not be normal at all, so he needs to remain "normal".

However, when faced with "abnormal" people or things, he can be even bolder.

Now, it's clear that the person who's acting abnormally is Vivian. The abnormal thing is the communication array from earlier.

Vivian was nowhere to be found, so Chris decided to follow the communication array and head straight to the company to see what was going on.

As he moved through the darkness of this dream world, he felt he needed this cloak to conceal his presence.

He activated the cloak with his spiritual power and, without hesitation, draped it over his shoulders.

A strange feeling suddenly enveloped him.

That feeling of palpitation had actually lessened considerably at that moment.

Considering the cloak's activation time, Chris immediately set off, taking advantage of the night to quickly reach Madison Asset Management Company.

……

Outside apartment building 037 Nottingham Street.

A transparent spiritual barrier, invisible to the naked eye, completely enveloped the entire apartment building.

Inside and outside the barrier, sound cannot travel, and air cannot flow.

Outside the apartment building, a three-meter-diameter circular pattern drawn with white powder is emitting a faint glow.

Around the design, twelve white candles are placed at equal intervals.

The candlelight emitted an unusually pure white color.

At this moment, two people dressed in black uniforms are standing in the center of the circular pattern, slowly unfolding a device with a complex mechanical structure from a black box.

They moved very carefully, as if handling a delicate work of art.

On the second floor of the apartment, Benjamin, wearing a gray silk cloak, stood quietly by the window of the living room in room 202.

His gaze fell through the window onto the twelve candles arranged in a circle below.

Upon receiving news of Vivian's disappearance, he immediately rushed over from the company's underground base.

The situation here was worse than he had anticipated.

Vivian has likely fallen into the deepest darkness, and they don't have much time left to rescue her; they must act quickly.

Below, Chase and Murphy had finished their final work and waved towards the window where Benjamin was.

Benjamin nodded upon seeing this.

He then took a few steps back and stood in the center of the living room.

The cloak on her body naturally slipped off and, under the influence of an invisible force, floated to the side and hung on the back of a chair not far away.

He held a gray-black crystal ball, about the size of a baby's fist, in his hand.

The closer the crystal ball is to the center, the more intense the black color becomes.

A spiritual energy emanated from Benjamin, and the floor beneath his feet suddenly lit up with a spiritual glow.

A circular array about one meter in diameter slowly appeared, and Benjamin stood right in the center of the array.

On the array, nearly a hundred runes appeared and disappeared.

The crystal ball in Benjamin's hand slowly floated into the air from his palm.

Inside the crystal ball, the black areas seemed to be activated, and began to expand and contract rhythmically.

Benjamin closed his eyes slightly, stretched his hands out slightly forward, palms open, holding the gray-black crystal ball in mid-air.

At the same time, he began to recite a strange incantation in Viser.

Benjamin's incantation was not yet finished.

A black light curtain burst forth from inside the crystal ball, completely enveloping Benjamin's body.

The black light curtain vanished in an instant, shrinking back into the crystal ball.

Benjamin was still standing in the center of the formation, but his eyes were now completely closed.