After hearing Charlotte's additional words, Lumian finally understood where the problem lay.
When he first tried the "Dance of Recruitment" when he arrived at the market area, he summoned Susannah Mathis, who was attracted to Charlie, to his room.
At the time, Susanna was clearly eager to possess him, but in the end, she instinctively sensed the danger within the seal and did not take action. This was the same as the state of the strange creatures that Lumian had summoned several times before. It seemed that they would only dare to possess him if he gave them a forced order.
Therefore, Lumian did not think there was anything wrong with it at first, and he did not connect the two events when he met Susanna again and learned more about the Bliss Society.
And now, he finally realized what he had overlooked: Susanna Mathis was fundamentally different from the strange creatures he had recruited before!
The difference is not that she is a Sequence 5 evil spirit who failed to obtain divinity, but that she has reason and is able to think. Even if she is very extreme and persistent, she can still lead a secret organization to develop normally!
After sensing that there is a very dangerous power sealed in Lumian's body, even if such evil spirits do not immediately recognize that it is the pollution of the angel's personality, they will leave with doubts and seek enlightenment from the evil god they believe in!
Once she had a rough idea of the situation, to the evil god believers who loved and were good at performing sacrifices, Lumian, who was roughly equivalent to an angel but only had low-sequence power, could be said to be very tempting, no less than a "miser" encountering 100 million Felgin discarded on the street.
If it weren't for the fact that when Susanna Mathis appeared for the second time, the quick-witted Lumian used "Fallen Mercury" and bluffing to temporarily stun her, and waited for the official Beyonder to come, the matter might have come to an end at that time.
Charlie, an ordinary person, was able to successfully come down from the fifth floor and reach Lumian's door to ask for help when Susanna Mathis, a Sequence 5, had threatened and had not yet left. It seemed that it was not just luck that was needed.
You can’t trust the words and emotions expressed by an “actor”, especially those “actors” who are particularly good-looking!
In Calvino's highly performative statement, Lumian has been observing the environment, trying to use his strengths as a "hunter" to find a way out of this strange space.
But there is nothing here except the gnarled tree roots spreading all over the earth, the giant brown-green trees growing slowly upwards, and the blue sky and white clouds like an oil painting.
In such an environment, Lumian's dangerous instinct as an "arsonist" made him no longer hesitate. He pulled out his right palm, which had been tightly holding Mr. K's fingers, and threw it into the air.
Almost at the same time, the half-illusory red fire crows gathered around him flew out, each drawing a graceful arc, flying towards the illusory scene where Charlotte Calvino was currently standing and the mist of the past on the surrounding branches.
Charlotte walked out of the Grand Palace where Emperor Roselle was suspected to be having an affair, and came to the White Maple Palace during the Soran royal family period. There, a Beyonder who had become a man due to a potion but did not change his sexual orientation was sizing up the spouses of the noble ladies.
Rumbling sounds continued to ring out, and Charlotte easily avoided the fire crow's attack. The several past scenes shrouded in fog did not shake, as if there was really no entity. However, the brown-green branches that supported them appeared a little charred, with signs of burning.
This "Shadow Tree" is still a tree in essence and can still be ignited by flames!
The only problem was that Lumian's Fire Crows did very little damage to it.
At this moment, Mr. K's fingers exploded like a bomb, turning into rain made of flesh and blood, falling on Lumian's body, making him cover himself with a blood-red robe with a hood.
What disappointed Lumian was that Mr. K did not appear immediately. He didn't know whether it took some time for him to be sensed or the "Shadow Tree" cut off all connections between this space and the real world.
Charlotte walked into an imaginary scene of heavy rain, where several naked people were running wildly. Her white silk dress was soaked and clung to her body, outlining an exceptionally beautiful line.
She smiled at Lumian, her lake-blue eyes showing a hint of timid innocence and purity.
Lumian's mind buzzed, and he felt a flame spreading from his head to his lower body.
His heart was filled with desire, and he ran wildly among the tangled tree roots, rushing towards the huge brown-green tree and the extremely tempting Charlotte. Calvino.
Charlotte no longer shuttled between different illusory scenes. She stood on the branches at the bottom, with her back against the brown-green trunk. Her body trembled slightly, and she looked pitiful as if she wanted to hide but had nowhere to escape.
Lumian's eyes were a little bloodshot, his gaze fixed on Charlotte's crystal eyes, moist lips, swan-like neck and curvy body, and he was almost unable to think.
So he did not see Charlotte's belly and legs sink into the brown-green trunk, nor did he see a crack appear there and a huge wet flower grow out.
The flower is bright red and blooms little by little, as if it has turned into a huge mouth, waiting for its prey to come to it.
Lumian ran up to Charlotte and pounced on her.
Charlotte couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
At this moment, a dull explosion sounded from Lumian's right pocket.
Boom!
Under the blood-red robe, a ball of fire exploded, tearing the pockets and setting the shirt on fire, causing Lumian's waist to be impacted, causing unavoidable pain in an instant.
Lumian's eyes regained some clarity, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Charlotte's wrist, and kept the last bit of distance between himself and the wet flowers.
How could he not be on guard against Charlotte "smoking" him when he already knew that the gift of the "Mother Tree of Desire" could trigger different desires
Just to prevent the other party from noticing in advance and set a trap, he did not directly soak a cloth strip with mystical smelling salts and stuff it into his nose, nor did he turn the dagger upside down as usual and wait for the two sides to collide, then stab himself and regain a certain degree of clarity - in the current scenario, this method was not very reliable, because Charlotte might not let him really pounce on her.
Therefore, Lumian chose to create a small fireball with a delayed explosion in his pocket while holding Mr. K's fingers!
If there is no impact and the fireball is about to explode, he will choose to cancel it and create another one.
The small fireballs caused little damage to him, mainly using pain to wake him up.
As for the resulting burning, Lumian didn't care at all.
"Arsonists" are not afraid of this!
In an instant, Lumien grabbed Charlotte's wrist and saw a flash of fear on her face.
Then, two snake-like red flames shot out from Lumian's palms, burning along Charlotte's arms, her body and her head.
Charlotte instinctively tilted her neck back and groaned in pain, her skin quickly turning black.
Lumian was about to completely ignite her when he suddenly had a strong intuition of danger.
He tried to pull Charlotte to one side, but she seemed to have merged with the giant brown-green tree. No matter how hard Lumian tried, he could not pull her out.
Lumian had no choice but to give up and rushed to the right side.
With a dull thud, a brown-green tree trunk as thick as an open wine glass fell from the sky and pierced into the ground full of gnarled tree roots like a javelin, with its tail shaking violently.
Lumian raised his head and looked up, and saw Susannah Matisse, who was wrapped in long green hair, with green eyes and rosy lips.
She seemed slightly transparent, standing in the dense and illusory tree canopy, blending in with it.
Whether it is the brown-green main trunk or the surface of the extended branches, there are huge wet pale flowers growing and blooming at this time.
Market Avenue, in the khaki four-story building where the congressman's office is located.
Jeanne, standing in the corner, saw Hugues Artois, his secretary Rhone and others, holding a glass of champagne, and walking among the people participating in the banquet in their bright clothes, sometimes comforting them, sometimes making promises, and sometimes giving impromptu speeches of only a few words, which received sincere gratitude, undisguised dependence and instinctive flattery.
This reminded Jenna of a question Lumian had once asked her: "Do you want to sit here and watch the murderers who killed your mother and your happiness drink champagne, have a dance party, and cause more families to be broken up?"
Jenna's hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and knowing the truth, she revealed uncontrollable pain.
But she knew she couldn't be impulsive and had to be patient.
Because if you follow the formal procedures, you will not be able to deal with a congressman without sufficient evidence. If you want to seek justice yourself, the other party has several extraordinary people who have received the evil god's blessings, and there are official extraordinary people and armed personnel around to provide protection.
We can only be patient and wait for the future!
The Golden Rooster Hotel is covered with branches and vines, and all you can see is brown and green.
Franka stood near the stairs, her face flushed, her eyes flowing like water, and she was struggling to suppress the strong desire that suddenly surged up.
With trembling right hand, she pulled out the bottle of mystical smelling salts from Rentas, unscrewed the lid, and put it to her nose.
A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!
Franka sneezed several times, finally overcame her desire and regained some of her rationality.
She glanced around hastily and saw that Lumian, who should have been a few steps away, was nowhere to be seen.
After taking a look at the unusual changes in the hotel and the surrounding blocks covered by the giant trees, and noticing that the treetops became increasingly blurred as they went higher, as if extending into some unreal world, Franka gritted her teeth and made a decision.
She brought out two things.
Those are two tarot cards.
One is the Second of the Holy Grail, which shows a man and a woman holding cups facing each other in greeting, with a wooden staff with two snakes entwined in the middle;
The front of the picture shows an angel blowing a horn to guide the souls of the dead.
The Judgment card!