"Is there a time limit?"
Jane said suspiciously, and then asked: "Maimee, since you have experienced a myzal, what should a really dangerous myzal be like?"
"You should know that mythos are not ordinary spell abilities, nor can they be used by chanting a spell. This requires a long-term transformation of a fixed location, not only consuming precious materials, but also a lot of time and patience .
Three years ago I followed the chief priests…”
She stuck her finger into the mirror and wrote down the answer to 36. The mirror becomes illusory little by little until it disappears. Mei Mi has now determined that Miller's mythical lock is not difficult, and the real crisis is a sneak attack that may occur at any time, so she doesn't care much about cracking it here.
"Follow the chief priest to look for the skull in the eastern county of Cheslan. I didn't expect that the place had been discovered long ago. Not only the things were taken away, but also a mystical lock was arranged relying on the underground mausoleum. That time was more like In the arena, we encountered all kinds of undead creatures as we moved forward, as well as the ancient institutions that existed in the mausoleum itself. Oh, that was really a nightmare, but luckily the chief priest led us out."
The two stepped up to the last step on the second floor, and there was indeed a post-it note on the wooden door marked "Detective Miller". This time the topic was more complicated:
There are several complete corpses in the room. Jane eats 16 corpses every hour, and Meimi sends 9 corpses. There are 91 corpses in the room. How long will it take for there to be no corpses in the room
"Look, the structure of this apartment itself is very simple, plus Miller's own cognition and soul are not strong enough, it is only such problems that stop us in front of the door."
Mei Mi raised her lips while talking: "Jane, I think you can eat people much faster than this, right?"
"Say what?"
Jane said reproachfully, "I only eat men."
A sharp tongue sticks out from his mouth and licks around his lipsticked lips.
Although this question is a bit complicated, it only took ten minutes for them to fill in the number 13.
Sure enough, the door opened, and instead of rushing in, they threw two pieces of metal into it immediately. The shadows of the two left their feet, wrapped in spells and entered to investigate, but no danger was found.
The fire in the room was burning ferociously. There were two armchairs and a round table on the carpet in front of the fireplace. The tea on the table was still smoking with white smoke, as if it had just been poured out of the pot a second ago.
The window facing the door was wide open, and the wind and snow poured in from outside the room. Jane walked quickly to the window, only to see that in addition to the footprints of the two, there was a series of smaller footprints in the snow extending to the end of the road.
"Ran away?"
"Don't worry about it, she probably ran away because she knew her fantasia couldn't stop us. Remember, our first goal is to confirm whether the detective has recovered those photos."
Jane nodded, closing the window again out of caution. The two quickly rummaged through the room, but found nothing except a large amount of mathematical information.
They finally moved their eyes to the only fireplace in the room that made sound, and the raging orange-yellow flame almost rushed out of the confines of the fireplace. It was only then that one could vaguely see a red-burned metal box next to the charcoal in the fire.
"It seems that this is the last lock of the Mystic lock."
The woman snapped her fingers at the fireplace, the flames were quickly suppressed, and then spewed out in a more violent manner, but they couldn't contaminate the women.
Mei Mi stretched out her right hand, and the huge ruby ring shone with dazzling aura. The flames were successfully resisted, but both women broke out in a cold sweat.
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple. It seems that Miller got a special flame. Yes, don't be touched by it."
Mei Mi warned in a low voice, standing with Jane, squinting her eyes to see the next change of the flame.
The raging flames rolled backwards, revealing the man standing in the flames. The flames licked his body, spewed out and sucked in from the pores, and even the flames could be seen shaking in those eyes.
"Spirit of Fire?"
Jane guessed that, after all, apart from this elemental species, any other life should have been burned to ashes in such a fire.
"It should be like this. There will be various guardians in the Mystery. If we can't solve the puzzle, they will attack us head-on."
While the two were talking, the "Spirit of Flame" pointed to the ground. The sea of fire there has receded, leaving only a few flames to form a question:
From 1 to 100, what is the answer
The two women looked at each other, originally thought that the most difficult problem was the door just now, but they didn't expect that there would be more trouble this time.
"She left such a question to delay our time. It's not difficult at all!"
Mei Mi once again made a judgment, although the previous judgments had various flaws. But there are indications that this judgment will not be wrong.
"Our goal is a photo, but the box in the fireplace is not necessarily a photo. This is probably Miller's cover-up. But in order to get out the mystical lock, we have to unlock it."
She analyzed the current situation and nodded to her companion Jane.
The latter took a step back and knelt down on one knee. Mei Mi folded her fists in front of her chest, closed her eyes and meditated on that great existence:
"You are the Lord of Shadows, the reflection of the Creator; you are..."
Following the whispered prayer, the shadow on the ground squirmed again. The light in the room suddenly dimmed a lot, and the "Spirit of Flame" raised his eyebrows, watching the shadow turn into a silhouette of a woman on the ground.
As the light faded, the glow of the flames cast more shadows on the ground.
Like overgrown weeds, the swaying shadows amidst the humming of prayers form chaotic patterns. Jane, who was kneeling on one knee, felt dizzy just by looking at it.
She didn't have the honor to face the great upside-down goddess, so she wouldn't be able to borrow the power of the upside-down shadow like Mei Mi. She glanced carefully at the Spirit of Flame, who leaned on the fireplace with his hands folded and looked at the two, apparently unaffected by this scene.
"It really is a powerful alien creature..."
Thinking of this, she didn't dare to look up again.
In the dim room, dancing shadows squirmed in front of the dim fireplace. A slight explosion sounded from all directions in the room, and Mei Mi opened her eyes abruptly.
All visions disappeared, and she had already obtained the answer directly through the existence of her own belief: 5050.