"Oh, sage~"
After returning to Loen using the spiritual magnet and [True Illusion], Jenkins groaned and collapsed on the sofa. This startled Alexia who was waiting for his news. Fortunately, after a few seconds, Jenkins sat up again with his forehead supported.
"It's almost over. What kind of curse is this? It's really so powerful."
He couldn't help coughing a few more times, but this time he just choked on his own saliva when he sat up. Without Nolan, none of the other four curses resonated with the curse on his body, and he could bear one-fifth of the weight.
"What happened?"
Alexia couldn't help asking, took his hand and sat beside Jenkins.
"It's very complicated, yes, very very complicated. It's hard for me to explain now, but can you show me what this is?"
He used the book of memories to show the lines that the writer touched in Mr. Corpse's morgue not long ago.
"You don't even know this. It seems that Mr. Oliver's courses are a little behind. You should hurry up to make up the lessons after you return to Nolan... Well, no kidding, this is obviously part of the [Sinner Device], although This is optimized, but absolutely correct."
"Sineng device?"
Jenkins asked rhetorically, he had never heard of such a thing.
"This is a technology handed down from the ancient times. It is said that it was created according to the god descending ceremony and a strange chain ability called [My God is Here]. Specifically, this is some race with strange talents, used to transfer The mind, the device that controls the avatar, the souls and thoughts in the two bodies connected by the thought device, can be exchanged. But although this technology has been handed down, no one can use it, only those who really exist only in legends Only the ultra-ancient race in China can survive the painful transfer process without dying."
Alexia patiently explained, seeing that Jenkins was puzzled, she added:
"This is not something that elves and dwarves can do. Although those races have disappeared in the material world, at least we can be sure that they really exist. The super ancient races I refer to are those who only have myths, and there are almost no traces of existence." No race. Jenkins, I think you're really in big trouble this time."
Let Alexia help temporarily suppress the curse on his body, at least it will not resonate with the remaining four curses because he returned to Nolan again, Jenkins did not let Alexia follow him back to Nolan, but He entrusted the Protoss to send the large amount of bone meal that Dolores helped to collect to Nolan, and then asked Protoss Lacourt if he knew about the Sineng device.
Because this is not a secret related to the end of the era, the protoss holding the book quickly gave Jenkins the answer. Her answer was almost the same as Alexia's, but with a lot more detail. When Jenkins asked her if she knew the lines he showed and which family he belonged to, Lacourt said a term that surprised Jenkins, which once made Jenkins think that he had returned to the ancient mythological era.
While Jenkins scurries around, the game in the room continues. Although the writer has come to the end of [Cursed], the stories of others are not over yet.
The main question now is whether the letter found in the mortuary should be trusted and whether the sixth skeleton should be taken out of the hospital. The four people had two different opinions, and they formed a result of two to two. This is the disadvantage of an even number of people voting.
At the same time, because she learned from the end of the writer's story that leaving the hospital is the end, Hathaway strongly advocated leaving here as soon as possible. She's tired of the game, and while it's been fun in the middle, she's actually been terrified of Jenkins and Britney for two hours.
If she had known that this kind of thing would happen, if she had known that the things in the story would be reflected in reality, she would never have stepped into this room.
"Mr. Bailing, if you want Miss Noble to leave, we have no objection, but the curse released by us has not been resolved. I have already decided that I will take the letter and bones to explore the underground boiler behind the main building room, to find the entrance to the mine.”
Mr. Hood said righteously, Hathaway always felt that his words were a little weird.
"This idea is very good, but respectful Mr. Hood, have you ever thought about it, if the underground boiler room is really a deadly trap as Mr. Candle said, what should we do?"
asked Miss Magic.
Similarly, Hathaway also felt that her words were weird. When the two of them chatted, they seemed to be deliberately adding redundant affixes, and the words that could be omitted were absolutely not omitted, as if they were deliberately delaying time...
"What are they waiting for... well, I get it."
Not only Hathaway understood, but also Mr. White Cat and Mr. Corpse. The latter was about to speak to announce the start of the next round of action when a brand new sculpture in a cloak appeared on the edge of the set.
"Look, here comes our friend."
Mr. Hood smiled happily:
"I knew that Mr. Candle would not do useless things for no reason, and his action speed was faster than I thought."
"Is he enough alone? I thought he would call his 'friends' over."
Miss Magic said suspiciously.
"Strangers broke into the abandoned hospital. Because of the invasion, the remaining resentment and power in this hospital have come to life. From now on..."
Having said that, Mr. Corpse stopped suddenly, and looked at the tabletop set together with the others. Around the lifelike wooden sculpture representing Mr. Candle, some metal statues representing resentment appeared. The statue of Mr. Candle didn't even use a weapon. It just stamped its feet, and the golden light that burst out from its body melted away the surrounding spirits.
Even the thin white mist around him seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force field, which was an unprecedented phenomenon.
"Although I have long known that Mr. Candle is very strong, I never thought it would be so powerful."
Mr. White Cat watched this scene with great interest. So far, only Miss Magic and Mr. Hood fully know that Mr. Candle is a follower of the God of Lies.
"Gentlemen, please announce your next actions."
Mr. Corpse urged, because the tone was silent, so everyone couldn't hear the emotion in it.
"If there is no danger around, then we choose to do nothing and just wait for Mr. Candle to find us."
Mr. Hood nodded and said.