Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 89 The Nightmare of Change(2/2)

"This is so good. You don't want someone who is suitable for commanding operations."

The function of "Secret Voice" is to establish a secret channel between three to five people, connecting everyone, with a maximum distance of fifty meters, so that the words and sounds spoken between each other can be transmitted to their companions through this channel

In the ears, it will not be heard by outsiders, nor will it be blocked by obstacles such as walls.

If you don't want it, you can leave it to Lumian...Jiana muttered something in her heart, but she couldn't bear to say it to hurt Franka.

While the three of them were talking, Ms. Judgment’s messenger sent a reply:

"The 'Mos Ascetic Order' will deal with the abnormal Kemero, you don't need to follow up anymore."

…………

In Trier, a table and chair were overturned and papers were scattered on the floor.

The "Hermit" of the "Tarot Society" Major Arcana card that Franka and others had seen before was wearing a pair of glasses with black frames and a dark black robe with purple patterns like eyes, standing

In front of the wall covered with meaningless lines, he examined the inconspicuous black blood and traces left behind by what looked like tears and dried saliva on the ground.

In front of her, there was an almost transparent, eyelashless, unusually indifferent eye watching all of this quietly. It seemed like there were countless bright stars hidden in it, and it seemed to contain all kinds of things.

See the scene.

After a while, the "hermit" ignored the black blood stains and took a small amount of powder that seemed to have been contaminated by tears and saliva.

A dreamy carriage made of pumpkins immediately appeared in front of her, and her appearance, temperament and figure all changed to a certain extent.

The "hermit" sat down calmly.

Immediately afterwards, a group of rats pulled the pumpkin carriage into a tunnel outside the Trier Catacombs.

The "hermit" was still sitting in the pumpkin carriage, and a bright, unreal ball of wool condensed in his hand.

The holder of the Major Arcana mixed the powder he extracted earlier into the ball of wool and threw it out.

The ball of wool rolled into the depths of the dark tunnel, leaving a bright wool on the ground to guide the way forward.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next