Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

It's late at night and everyone is quiet.

Lumian woke up from his dream again, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a faint gray fog.

He instinctively raised his hand and put it into the pocket of his clothes.

The touch of cold, hard metal immediately entered his mind.

He took out the object he came across, and a touch of gold illuminated his eyes.

This is a gold coin.

A gold louis.

"It's still there..." Lumian sat up and looked down at himself.

He was still wearing the cotton coat, cotton trousers and leather jacket from his last exploration. The nearly two-meter-long steel fork and the sharp iron-black ax were placed within easy reach.

This was exactly the same state as when he came out of the dream.

"In other words, this dream is evolving and will not start all over again every time you enter it..." Lumian played with the gold Louis and put it into the pocket of the cotton coat inside.

Although this cannot be brought into reality, it is still pleasant to look at.

Lumian got out of bed and looked out the window for a while, confirming that there was no obvious change in the red peaks of the ruins.

He picked up the ax and steel fork, walked out of his room and entered the dim corridor.

Aurore's bedroom and study remained open.

Lumian glanced at it and suddenly had an idea:

“In the dream, my room basically corresponds to reality, everything is there, and Aurore’s initial appearance is the same.

"Then, can I find her witchcraft notes, secret medicine formula, or how to become a wizard in this bedroom?"

This idea was like the devil's whisper, which made Lumian excited and wanted to try it.

Rather than exploring the unknown, dangerous, mysterious, and weird ruins, rummaging through the cabinets in Aurore's room was an easier and safer option.

No, no! Lumian shook his head violently, throwing the thought aside.

He would rather take risks than pry into Aurore's privacy. He would not go through Aurore's bedroom before getting her permission.

This is a sign of respect for Aurore.

Without Aurore, he would have died five years ago as a street child.

Lumian looked away painfully and walked towards the stairs.

If the owner of that bedroom were anyone other than Aurore, he would now go in and look for useful information.

After going down the stairs, Lumian was not in a hurry to go out, but checked the kitchen supplies.

Aurore's olive oil, corn oil and animal fats are neatly arranged in buckets and cans, just like in reality.

Almost subconsciously, Lumian took out the bucket of corn oil first and placed it next to the stove.

His only reason for this choice was that animal fat and olive oil were more expensive.

Then, he skillfully used coal and wood to light a fire in the stove, and made several homemade torches to be lit.

This is preparation for burning that monster.

Of course, it would definitely be better if other solutions can be used, and this is the last option.

After completing these things, he picked up the ax and opened the door.

Lumian immediately discovered something different:

The light gray fog that filled this dreamland was a little more moist than last time, and the ground under his feet was also slightly muddy.

"Has it rained? When I was away, when I wasn't dreaming, this place still existed, and evolved naturally according to certain laws?" Lumian was a little surprised, but inexplicably felt that this should be the case.

Thinking of those weird stories Aurore made up, he suddenly had a guess:

"This isn't the real world, is it?

"My dreams are connected to a real world. The purpose of that tarot card to wake me up is to cross the barrier between dreams and ruins?"

Lumian glanced around and found that on both sides of the ruins, at the "edge" of the dream, was an endless gray mist.

"You can verify it later. Instead of going to the ruins, go outside the gray fog and see if what is behind the gray fog is a strange and illogical dream, or is it the real earth, sky, villages and towns..."

If it is the former, it means that this place is still a dream. If not, Lumian will have to confirm which world this is.

He believes that judging from the use of gold louis, it seems that this place is still in the Republic of Intis, but it may not be the current era. It may be a place that was lost or disappeared decades or hundreds of years ago.

However, Lumian felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to get out of the gray fog around him.

Gathering his mind, he continued towards the ruins.

He did not forget that the purpose of this dream was to try to deal with the monster.

After walking a hundred or two hundred meters on the muddy wilderness full of gravel and cracks, Lumian suddenly stopped.

A question occurred to him.

There was an oversight in the preparation just now!

Before, the two-story building in my house had no firelight and was very safe in this world shrouded in gray fog. But now, it has a fire and shines out. Will it attract a lot of monsters? Make the safe zone no longer safe?

Lumian subconsciously turned around and looked at where he came from. In the faint gray fog, at the bottom of the two-story building that was half-ground, red light was imprinted on different glass windows.

It's like a beacon in a dark world.

Considering that a lot of time had passed and it was obviously too late to try to extinguish the fire, Lumian simply quickened his pace, entered the ruins, and hid in the building that collapsed due to burning on the edge.

He fastened the ax to the belt on his back, climbed up a wall with great agility, and hid in a dark corner separated by bricks and wood.

Lumian looked at his home on the other side of the wilderness from a distance.

Time passed by, and he didn't see any monsters being attracted by the fire and getting close to it.

"It seems that the fire will not bring any changes, at least it will not make my home surrounded by monsters..." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

This means that even if he does encounter any danger, he can escape smoothly as long as he can escape home in time and fall asleep as soon as possible.

He began to think about how to lure out and deal with the previous monster:

"From the last brief fight, its strength, speed, reaction and agility are almost the same as mine, but I can clearly feel that it is fighting purely on instinct, without enough experience, skill, or corresponding wisdom. Therefore, I can counter-kill it when it is attacked...

"It can also be confused and stunned, no different from humans...

"In addition to fighting skills, I am better than it in two ways. One is IQ, and the other is my ability to use weapons and tools. This is the biggest advantage humans have over this kind of monster...

"As long as I'm careful, it won't be difficult to defeat it again. The key is how to completely eliminate it..."

Just when Lumian wanted to deliberately create a little noise to see if he could attract some monsters, he saw a figure approaching silently next to the completely collapsed house on the side.

The figure was covered in blood and had no skin, exposing muscles, blood vessels and fascia. It looked like the monster from last time.

What was different from last time was that this monster was holding a dung fork in its hand.

Dung fork!

"It can also use weapons..." Lumian's face was a little stiff for a moment, and his expression became bitter.

His confidence dropped a little unconsciously.

As the monster approached and turned, Lumian saw exaggerated wounds on its back, neck and back of the head, but those cracks no longer flowed pus, showing a state of being mostly healed.

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"It's indeed the one I met before...

"Its self-healing ability is countless times stronger than mine and that of normal humans..."

Lumian took a silent breath.

He forced himself to calm down and quickly analyzed the current situation.

After a moment, Lumian made a decision:

Now is a good opportunity, and when you encounter an opportunity, you must fight for it and don't miss it!

He quietly pulled out a stone brick from his side and waited for the monster to reach the expected location.

In just one or two steps, the monster entered Lumian's "ambush circle".

Lumian suddenly threw the stone bricks and threw them to the ground behind the monster.

Boom!

The stone bricks fell, causing the monster to turn around quickly and look at the thing that attacked it.

Seeing this, Lumian held the ax with both hands and jumped ferociously from the wall to the monster from the side.

boom!

The ax struck the monster's neck hard with the weight of its falling, splitting most of it in half.

With two plops, Lumian and the monster fell to the ground at the same time.

Lumian jumped up quickly, grabbed the ax, ran over, and slashed hard at the monster's neck.

One blow, two blows, three blows, and the monster's head was chopped off before he could resist.

As the head rolled to the side, the skinless body twitched twice and stopped moving.

Lumian did not stop there. He took a diagonal step, turned the ax, and slammed the ferocious head with his thick back, smashing it to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and struck several times on the body with exposed muscles, blood vessels and fascia, smashing the heart and other important organs.

After doing all this, Lumian took two steps back, looked at his masterpiece, breathed heavily, and laughed softly:

"I thought you really couldn't be killed, who knew you were only capable of this!"

Amidst the controlled laughter, the headless corpse suddenly bounced.

Lumian's eyes tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.

He forcibly resisted the urge, stepped forward again, and raised his axe.

After the body bounced twice, it regained its composure, as if it was just making an unsuccessful struggle to its death.

Lumian observed for a while and finally confirmed that the monster was completely dead.

"The vitality is so tenacious..." Lumian sighed secretly, then moved closer, squatted down, used an ax to open up the muscles and fascia, and inspected the body.

The monster's body structure is no different from that of humans, but its body vitality is obviously stronger. Even if it is dead, some incisions are still moving slightly.

"There is no treasure, and no extraordinary power has been transferred into my body..." Lumian assessed his current state and was a little disappointed for a moment.

The idea that you become stronger every time you kill a monster really only exists in Aurore's story.

He immediately took the monster's body and head into the collapsed building and buried them with bricks, stones and wood.

Then, he searched the burned-down house, hoping to find something.

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