The Beauty of Light on Earth

Lucian sat quietly in the medical center all night. When the noise outside the window came in, Lucian picked up his mobile phone and sent Matt a text message, saying that he had something to do and needed to leave New York for two weeks. If Matt did not contact him to come to the medical center after two weeks, he would There is a message left for him.Mobile terminal m..

Ever since Lucian cured Matt's eyes, Matt has always believed that Lucian was really a doctor with extraordinary skills, so he would visit Lucian at the North County Medical Center in his spare time. Over time, Matt became one of Lucian's few doctors in New York. Friend, but Lucian also did not let Matt help him promote his "medical skills" to avoid unnecessary trouble. This also made Matt depressed for a long time. After all, it was very difficult to hide the true condition of his eyes from his good friend Fudge. hard.

After finishing everything, Lucien threw his cell phone into the trash can, picked up his travel bag, and closed the door.

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On the bus heading to Newburyport, Lucian looked boredly through the Massachusetts travel guide he bought in front of the car. The description of the town of Innsmouth was that it was built on the banks of the Manuset River in 1643. Before the Revolutionary War, the local area had been named Famous for its shipbuilding industry.

In the early nineteenth century, there was a prosperous shipping industry. Later, taking advantage of the Manuset River, a careful industrial heart was formed, but it quickly declined, leading to the later b.& The M. line has never passed there, and the branch line extending from Raleigh was discontinued many years ago. Now it can only be reached by buses from Newburyport. This place is isolated by a vast uninhabited salt marsh. The brochure also states that the town retains relatively traditional buildings and quite sturdy folk customs. Backpackers heading to Innsmouth have been warned to be careful about their words and deeds.

After arriving in Newburyport, Lucian was not in a hurry to rush to Innsmouth. Last night, Lucian had been recalling the details of the book over and over again. In a memory that was almost forgotten for a long time, he arrived at the Historical Society Hall in Newburyport. There appears to be a curious pair of jewelry from Innsmouth in storage.

Because it was not the peak tourist season, and the Newburyport Historical Society building was in disrepair and was deserted, the temperature was several degrees lower than outside. If it weren't for a beautiful lady standing at the front desk, Lucian would really have to be suspicious. Have you broken in illegally?

"Welcome to the Historical Society Pavilion, sir!"

"Meeting such a beautiful lady must be my most unforgettable memory in Newburyport." Lucien replied kindly when he came to the front desk.

Looking at the lady who was just laughing at herself, Lucian paused and said: "I heard that the Historical Society has some very old collections from Innsmouth. I am more interested in that. I wonder what the beautiful lady can recommend. Of?"

After hearing the purpose of the visit, the lady's laughter stopped suddenly, her brown eyes were shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye the lady smiled even happier, "You are the first guest we received today, why don't I take care of you?" Sir, please visit our exhibits.”

After speaking, Diao stretched out his right hand and said, "Marina Tilton, from Innsmouth."

Lucian narrowed his eyes and grinned with eight teeth exposed. He responded enthusiastically like meeting an old classmate he hadn't seen for a long time, "Lucian Ahir, nice to meet you, Miss Tilton."

Under the guidance of the enthusiastic Miss Tilton, Lucian walked through the exhibition area while chatting about his travel experiences along the way. Finally, he stopped in front of the glass display window that looked to be very old and looked at the purple velvet cushion shape. Weird and gorgeous crown.

As expected, it was specially designed to fit the special oval head of a deep diver.Its material seems to be mainly gold, but it exudes a slightly lighter color, which seems to imply that the producer mixed some equally gorgeous and almost unidentifiable metals into the gold, and smelted them into something. Some weird alloys.The tiara was in nearly perfect condition, and its surface was engraved or stamped with the abominable pattern in high relief.Others are simply geometric shapes, while others are clearly related to the ocean.

Seeing Lucian staring at the crown intently, Miss Tilton briskly recounted its origin.

"Perfect, isn't it? It's said to have been stolen from the great old Marsh family of Innsmouth by a dirty sailor in the 70s. He disappeared after giving the tiara to a local antique dealer. Later For some unknown reason the antique dealer donated it to the historical society.”

"After learning of its whereabouts, the Marsh family did not take it back. They said that storing it here is God's will and such loyal believers should abide by it. Isn't that right? Many tourists have come here over the years, and many of them can Feeling different and being reborn.”

After saying these words, Tilton looked expectantly at Lucian, who was still looking at the crown, as if he was sure that Lucian's next answer would not disappoint her.

After a long time, Lucian slowly used a strange syllable formed by the movement of his throat: "i'a i'tgn!"

Tilton exclaimed and covered his mouth in disbelief, while Lucian seemed to have returned to his senses, his sluggish eyes gradually regained their vitality, and turned around in confusion, "Miss Tilton, what were you talking about just now?"

Tilton stretched out his hands and hugged Lucian's neck directly, his face flushed. Lucian suppressed the gastric juice that was about to surge out, trying hard to behave like a young man who had a sudden affair, and then felt Lucian kept trying to break away from Tilton's restraints with the rapid breathing of less than ten centimeters, but Tilton didn't care about it. He blew softly and said softly: "Dear Lucian, please call me Marina."

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In the end, Lucian said that he suddenly felt unwell and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest. At the same time, he was very interested in the origin of the tiara and expressed that he wanted to go to Innsmouth as soon as possible. Marina excitedly said that the shuttle buses to Innsmouth were few and shabby, and she It happened that she could give Lucian a ride home on her day off tomorrow. She also said that Lucian was different and must go to meet Nanaimo Marsh, the current patriarch of the Marsh family. However, Marina lied and said that as long as she returned to Innsmouth, all All questions can be answered.

"You are such a gentleman, Lucian." Under Marina's teasing look, Lucian fled the historical society building at a sprint speed of [-] meters.

The car was speeding by on the desolate salt marsh road, crossing intertwined streams. When the car window was opened, the smell of the sea like dead fish hit the face. In the driver's seat, Marina Tilton chattered all kinds of gossip, passing by Yesterday's excitement seems to have calmed down a lot today, but the occasional look at Lucian still revealed his true thoughts. If Lucian hadn't deliberately revealed that he was also an unawakened person with the blood of the Deep Diver, he would have been beaten by the Overlord. .

According to the plan, Lucian first pretended to be a backpacker whose ancestors had the blood of deep divers. His blood was about to awaken in the recent period, and he came to Newburyport after receiving the guidance of a call in his sleep.

Unexpectedly, Lucien would feel the power of shadow from a stranger in the Historical Society Hall, so he simply planned a trick. As one of the few high-level priests in Azeroth and one of the candidate holders of the artifact Xal'atath, he knew the Ancient God's Tongue. The necessary conditions for the holder to pretend to be guided to speak a language that very few people in Azeroth can read and learn. In Lucian, it seems that except for the current mayor Marsh, other residents can only Repeat a sentence or two and say that Lucian will definitely shine in future sacrifices.

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In the dilapidated and dirty coastal area, you can see no one in the town along the road. Occasionally you can see windows blocked by curtains, and sometimes you can see a broken car parked on the street. The closer you get to the center of the town. , there are more and more houses, and most of the houses are still quite old, with brick and wood structures from the early [-]th century, but they have obviously been properly repaired, but in the new millennium, with the new media network being so developed, A small town that still retains such a dense concentration of ancient residences has remained unknown. It already has a strong atmosphere of conspiracy. Lucian finally entered Innsmouth.

With the screeching sound of brakes, the car stopped on the front of a tall building with a round roof - there was some yellow paint left on the building, this should be the Gilman Hotel that Tilton had mentioned.

Tilton took the first step to talk to Gilman who was sitting at the front desk. Lucian stood at the door of the hotel and looked at the two or three silent groups around the town square. Many of them had typical "Innsmouth looks" and were lifeless. , and on the right side of the hotel is the National No. [-] chain store where Liang Jie once worked. The doors and windows have been nailed shut with wooden boards, and it looks like it is old.

At the end of the town square is a clumsy church built in the Gothic style. Where the cross should have been hung, there stands a statue. It has a vague outline of a human, but has an octopus-like tentacle. The head is like a jelly-like body covered with scales, with giant claws on the front and back, and a pair of narrow wings behind it.It seems to be filled with an abnormal and frightening malevolence, with a slightly bloated fat body squatting on the rectangular base.The tips of its wings were pressed against the back edge of the boulder, its hips were sitting upright, its long, curled hind paws grabbed the edge of the boulder, and hung down almost as long as a quarter of the height of the base.It stretched its head forward like an octopus, and the ends of its facial tentacles swept its huge front paws hugging its knees.

.Staring at the statue, feeling the power of the shadows emanating from inside, "It's really not that simple here. The gloomy lead clouds disperse all year round, the ubiquitous fishy smell, the shadows flow regularly in the town, and the statue of the evil god calms the mind."

Innsmouth actually has a large shielding circle with a church statue as a node, which protects the town and some surrounding areas. The ubiquitous sea smell is the energy carrier to maintain the circle, and its source is in the building in front of you. In the church, Lucien was scolding Kama Taj and his gang of mages half to death in his heart. They controlled the arcane network of the entire earth, but they didn't even grasp the most basic rules of energy manifestation.

"Do those mage eyes only have arcane energy?"

Such a shallow shielding circle in Innsmouth also prevents satellite photography and loud noises from being transmitted to the outside world. The dense smell of seawater plays a surveillance role around the town. Every outsider entering Innsmouth will be monitored. , such a rough idea is not suspected, "In the eyes of those mages, Innsmouth is just an inconspicuous tributary of the arcane network."

"The use is rough, so rough that the energy carrier is directly exposed without any cover-up. If you meet an expert caster, you can only make a wedding dress for someone." Lucian thought to himself, opening his arms to use the power of his shadow with the surrounding ones. Shadow is on the same channel, "Technology is developing rapidly, but the knowledge of magic is not even as good as that of the witches of the century."

"How does it feel, does it feel like you are back home?" Tilton asked kindly after seeing Lucian's actions just now. Mr. Gilman on the side looked at Lucian with a hint of awe with his eyes that could not be closed.

"It feels so good. I want to see Mr. Marsh right away."

"Don't be anxious, dear Lucian..." Looking at Lucian's pleading look, Tilton could only smile bitterly, "I will go and notify the church now. I hope Chief Marsh will be in town today."

"qor, ph' magg maq" (Endless suffering will end)

"Bang!" Mr. Gilman fell to his knees directly, his hands clasped in front of his chest and trembling, his toad-like eyes glowing feverishly, and Lucian turned a deaf ear.

Not long after, two priests walked out of the church and jumped in the direction of the hotel. They jumped forward in a disorderly manner, sometimes using only their hind legs, sometimes on all fours. They could no longer maintain the human way of moving. They came to Lucian in diameter, and then jumped forward. Lucian respectfully invited him into the church.

In a reception room decorated in a marine style, Nanaimo Marsh sat on a high-backed chair. Most of his body exposed outside the wide robe was smooth and smooth, with high scaly ridges on his back and fish-like eyes. The head has a pair of huge, protruding eyeballs that never close.On both sides of the neck, there are constantly vibrating gills.

Seeing Marsh who had completely transformed into a deep diver, Lucien summoned a mind-destroying demon, threw it on the table in front of Marsh, and said directly: "i'a i'tgn!"

The Heart Destroyer twisted its body and crawled towards Marsh. With its octopus-like tentacles and twisted and irregular body, Marsh, who had been baptized by the shadows, was whipped by the mental whip released by the Heart Destroyer involuntarily. Shocked, Marsh suddenly gathered a large amount of shadow power in his hands, and shot a shadow arrow at the Heart Destroyer lying on the table with claws and teeth. After his death, the Heart Destroyer disappeared like a quail caught in water.

"Even Hogg can't be defeated. The first phase of the plan is foolproof." Lucien silently estimated.

Seeing that his attack was effective, Marsh looked at Lucien jokingly as he made a hoarse, sharp voice, "My child, you have talent, but you know nothing about strength." Marsh stood up, "I have arranged to go tonight The Oath of Dagon is held for you at midnight, and you seem to be in a hurry, child.”

Lucian was moved when his concerns were revealed and said: "There are some questions that need answers, which are a bit urgent. I need as many witnesses as possible for Mr. Marsh's ceremony tonight, and I need to prepare."

"After the ceremony is completed, all your questions will be answered at Devil's Reef. My child, you are truly God's darling." Avoiding Marsh and stretching out his forelimbs, Lucian said he was going to prepare for midnight, then turned and left.

Marsh didn't take it seriously, but the eyes staring at Lucian's back were full of greed.

"hoq ma h." (Your soul is mine)

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