“Sure enough, no matter where I fall asleep, I will wake up here.” Lumian got out of bed, glanced at the “Life Hunting Knife”, no, “Fallen Mercury”, placed next to him, and walked to the window in the light gray mist.
He leaned his hands on the desk and cast his gaze towards the bloody "mountain".
At the top of the "mountain", the fog was thick and layered, completely covering the "giant" with three heads and six arms.
“Last time, just one look at it almost made me lose control. If I have to face it next time, I really don’t know what to do…” Lumian sighed in annoyance.
He didn't stay in this mood for too long and soon broke free from it because he still had a lot of things to do.
Lumian performed the dance that attracted strange creatures in the bedroom, letting his spirituality spread out in crazy, twisted postures and rhythms, and combined with the leveraged natural forces, he began to "broadcast" in an unspecified direction.
Not long after, he sensed something approaching and saw the transparent and blurry figures of the mouthpart monster, the shotgun monster, and the skinless monster reflected on the glass window.
Lumian was not in a hurry. He followed the dance moves, pulled out the ritual silver dagger, and stabbed the back of his left hand.
A drop of bright red blood quickly overflowed, and was pulled by the spiritual and natural forces to condense into a round bead, embedded in the surface of the skin.
The three figures all moved, but none of them dared to enter Lumian's house and attach themselves to him.
Lumian turned half a circle, raised his left hand, stepped forward and shouted:
"I!"
He spoke in ancient Hermetic language, and the whole room seemed to shake slightly, and the light gray mist that filled the place began to ripple slightly.
Lumian used the ritual silver dagger to pick up the drop of blood and pointed it at the mouth monster:
"Order you!"
"On me!"
This is still the ancient Hermes language, and an invisible wind is blowing faintly.
The transparent and blurry figure of the mouthpart monster began to tremble noticeably, as if it was lifted up and shaken vigorously by an invisible person.
Just as Lumian made the last move and thought it would have no effect, the mouthpart monster flew into the house, landed on the ritual silver dagger, and swallowed the drop of bright red blood.
Then, it shook violently and stabbed the silver dagger into Lumian's body.
Lumian opened his mouth involuntarily, and all he could think of in his mind was "I'm so hungry, so hungry, I'm so hungry".
He quickly turned his body and looked at the full-length mirror on the wardrobe, only to see that his face was pale and stained with blue, and his mouth was wide open, making him look more like a dead body than a living person.
Success... Lumian was so happy that he looked at himself in the mirror as if he was looking at a stranger.
It's a bit strange really.
He suppressed the intense hunger and tried to sense the monster with mouthparts that possessed him.
It was like he had an extra brain, with most of it filled with thoughts of hunger, bloodthirstiness, madness, etc., while in a few places there were some remnants of the instinct to use his own characteristics.
Lumian can use his willpower and spirituality to amplify one of these instincts, which is equivalent to using a certain characteristic or ability of the mouthpart monster.
Without hesitation, Lumian chose "Invisibility".
The next second, he saw that his reflection in the full-length mirror had disappeared.
From the body to the clothes to the ritual silver dagger, everything was missing.
Lumian walked back and forth a few times, but didn't find any traces on the mirror or glass.
Of course, his footprints and his smell did not disappear.
Lumian inserted the silver dagger given by Aurore, raised his arms, and punched forward a few times.
Amid the banging sounds, the full-length mirror still did not reflect him until Lumian actually punched the mirror.
When his fist fell on the surface of the mirror, his figure was instantly outlined, his face was pale and blue, and his eyes were quite fierce.
“Amazing… No matter how I try, the invisibility effect is still there, except that I can’t mute it. But as long as I attack the mirror, I can’t maintain the invisibility… I thought it was the optical invisibility that Aurore mentioned before, but now it seems that there must be some mystical factors involved… Attacking something means establishing a certain connection with it, and no longer being invisible in its eyes?” Lumian let his right fist hover on the surface of the mirror.
After confirming the effects and limitations of "invisibility", he could no longer overcome his intense hunger, so he ran downstairs and went into the cellar to dig out two steaks.
If he hadn't been able to maintain his sanity, he would have bitten into the dark flesh as soon as he saw it.
Thinking that there was no fire yet and the steak had to be cooked to at least three-tenths done, Lumian gave up on this ingredient and instead chose the cheese he had stockpiled at home.
He didn't care at all whether it was clean or delicious. He kept stuffing food into his mouth like a ghost dying of hunger.
After eating several pieces of cut cheese, Lumian finally suppressed his intense hunger.
"It seems that this is the negative impact of the mouth monster..." He carefully evaluated, "Fortunately, I can still control it.
My body has not completely lost its mind... That guy does have a vengeance, but he is suppressed by an even more exaggerated fear... If I say "leave" in ancient Hermetic language now, it will definitely run faster than anything else..."
At this point, Lumian was completely sure that the negative effects of being possessed by the mouthparts monster were within an acceptable range, and that "invisibility" would become a powerful tool for him to explore and fight in the dream ruins in the future.
This, combined with "Corrupted Mercury", made him feel that his combat capability had more than doubled.
Lumian returned to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, patiently waiting for the possession to end.
Before long, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted.
He didn't push himself, he stood up and did some crazy looking moves.
This is the same dance as the one used to attract monsters, and its purpose is to make the possessed thing leave.
Without Lumian's command in ancient Hermetic, the blurry and transparent figure of the mouthpart monster flew out and disappeared on the glass window on the first floor without looking back.
"Don't run so fast, you're acting like there's a puddle of shit on me." Lumian couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He initially confirmed that his spiritual power could probably maintain the possessed state for about three minutes, and once he became "invisible", the consumption rate would be twice as fast.
Of course, this is just a normal situation. When in danger, Lumian can also squeeze his own potential to maintain the possession state longer, but that can easily lead to loss of control, so it is better to avoid it if possible.
Although the mouthpart monster had left, Lumian still felt hungry, so he lit the stove and fried the steak he had just turned out to 70% done.
Then, he picked up the knife and fork, cut, picked up and put the meat into his mouth quickly, and felt that the juice locked in the meat was so delicious.
In less than ten minutes, Lumian finished two steaks and finally no longer felt hungry.
Looking at the empty plate in front of him, he exhaled and said:
"After three minutes of possession, it will take at least two hours to recover..."
This refers not only to the elimination of hunger, but also to spiritual restoration.
Seeing that the current situation was not suitable for exploration, Lumian found flour, sugar and other materials and used the oven at home to make cookies.
This, along with the cheese, will become his main source of energy while in the ruins.
If he had time, he would have made some dried meat.
-This is also the food that shepherds often carry. Being in the village of Koldu, he naturally knows how to cook it.
While busy, Lumian thought about what he would do in the Dream Ruins later:
"Well, one is to go around the city wall, and the other is to consider hunting the fire monster...
"Only by improving your own strength can you better explore and unlock the secrets of dreams..."
The fire monster showed a strength of at least Sequence 7, and was most likely a Hunter. Its abilities in all aspects were perfectly suppressing Lumian. He had not planned to deal with that guy recently, and wanted to try to find weaker prey that was equivalent to a Provocateur. But now, the acquisition of the "Corrupted Mercury" and "Invisibility" abilities made him feel confident.
I have some hope.
When his spiritual power was almost restored, Lumian put the baked cookies and cut cheese into a cloth bag and hung it around his waist.
Then, he carefully wrapped his left hand with layer upon layer of white bandages and picked up the evil dagger called "Fallen Mercury".
After carrying his shotgun, fastening his axe, and taking other necessary items, Lumian walked towards the first floor door.
Suddenly, he had the feeling that he was a fully armed hunter, preparing for a dangerous hunt.
Many thoughts came to his mind:
"The initial plan is to first figure out the fire monster's activity pattern, then rely on invisibility to quietly approach it and use Corrupted Mercury to inflict a wound.
“Before that, hunt down a weak monster, strip it of some of its bad fate, and wait to exchange it with the fire monster.
"I can't perform the sacrificial dance while possessed. I have to half-activate the black thorn symbol, otherwise the mouth monster will immediately leave my body. So, after injuring the flame monster, how to distance myself from it and wait for the exchange of fate to be completed is the most difficult part of the whole plan. If I simply rely on invisibility, it will easily be locked by it through traces..."
Lumian has not yet found the answer to the latter question, which depends on the collection of preliminary intelligence.
As he opened the door and walked into the wilderness, he had a premonition:
"If I can successfully hunt the fire monster, then my hunter' potion will be fully digested."
In the area where he encountered the fire monster last time, Lumian held the silver-black dagger in his left hand, carefully searching for various possible traces and always being prepared for sudden attacks.
After carefully moving around for nearly ten minutes, he finally found traces that might have been left by the fire monster:
In the corner of a collapsed house, there was a black mark of fire on a stone, but none of the similar stones around it had the same mark.
Once he had done that, he had to do it again. Lumian quickly locked onto the whereabouts of the fire monster and followed it slowly and cautiously.
When the marks became fresh, he stopped and began to dance.
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