Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 157 Mental Pollution
In the room, the sealed spiritual wall isolated Stephanie from the outside. Paul faced Lewis and said sincerely:

"I heard from Bazel that it was very dangerous last night. Fortunately, it was you who was able to deal with the powerful 'Grey Wolf' and several pirates.

You are indeed worthy of being that gentleman's favorite."

"I'm just lucky." Lewis said without any modesty. He did get into big trouble last night and only got out of it by luck.

If he hadn't brought the Azik Copper Whistle, the Gray Wolf would have been able to control the zombies and he would probably not have been able to defeat the Gray Wolf; if the pirate using the "Thief's Wallet" hadn't happened to steal the pollution, he would have been at a disadvantage.

"Of course, your luck has always been good, 'lucky gentleman'."

Paul handed the suitcase to Lewis and reminded him:

"It contains the 'Bile of the Disaster Sea Serpent' and 200 pounds. I must remind you that the 'Sea Urchin of the Disaster Sea Serpent' is made into a sealed object. It can predict the future, but just touching it will bring bad luck. If you hold it for more than an hour, the bad luck will be difficult to reverse."

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Paul." Lewis took off his hat and nodded to the other party.

As Lewis accepted the money and extraordinary materials, Paul opened an illusory door again, stepped into the door and disappeared.

Lewis left Miss Stephanie behind and made an excuse to go to the bathroom. He stuffed the black pistol into his suitcase and chanted the name of the Lord of Mysteries:
“Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord;
Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun;

Fu Sheng Xuan Huang God
Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. "

After walking four steps backwards, Lewis entered the gray fog and used his spirit state to bring the suitcase up with him.

Gray fog filled the air everywhere. In front of me was a tall light gate with silk cocoons hanging on it. Behind the light gate were countless tall palaces, like the residences of giants.

Lewis sat on a golden nanmu chair. In front of him was a coffee table. Next to the coffee table was a golden nanmu box, which contained extraordinary materials.

No matter whether it is extraordinary materials or sealed objects, above the gray fog, they will appear to be exceptionally honest, and even the side effects can be reduced to an acceptable range.

Opening the suitcase, Lewis placed the extraordinary materials inside, leaving only a black revolver with brown marks on it.

Lewis wrote down the divination statement using a silver fountain pen with intricate patterns and brown parchment:
"How to use this item..."

After reciting it silently seven times, a pure white appeared in front of Lewis' eyes. Passing through the pure white, he saw a bullet fired from a pistol and hit a person.

Suddenly, the man who was shot had a dazed look in his eyes, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He found a nearby creature and did something indescribable to it until he was covered in blood.

If it is injected into a woman, the same effect will be achieved.

The scene changes, and two consecutive shots from a revolver hit the same person. Not only does the person in the scene start doing indescribable things, but his belly also swells up. Judging from the size, the baby should be around nine months old. I just don't know if he will really give birth to something.

And if something was really born, how terrifying and evil would it be...

After a few scenes, Lewis ended the divination and recorded the information of this extraordinary object.

Corrupted Revolver:

This pistol will automatically reload bullets. These bullets are not physical, but more like pollution that can be fired out.

The maximum number of bullets is eight, which will be automatically refilled within three hours of not using the item and cannot be refilled by other means.

The creatures hit by bullets will have a strong desire to reproduce. If they are hit by two bullets in a row, they will show symptoms of "pregnancy". At the same time, their brains will be damaged, turning them into monsters with only reproductive desires in their minds. It is unknown whether they will really give birth to something. If they do, it will definitely be pollution and a curse.

Side effects: Once this extraordinary item is used, an irrepressible desire will appear. If eight bullets are fired at once, the brain will be occupied by reproductive desires and will never recover.

Lewis tapped the golden nanmu tabletop and couldn't help thinking:

"Why is this item of no use to me?"

Lewis suddenly realized that the side effects of the Key of Light seemed similar to the effect of this pistol.

Both are essentially a form of spiritual pollution...

This would explain why he did not experience any immediate side effects after being shot, because he had already become accustomed to this type of contamination, and even if he was hit by another bullet, it would not cause any pain.

Thinking of this, Lewis wrote down the divination sentence again:
"The origin of this pistol..."

Leaning against the golden nanmu chair, Lewis closed his eyes, passed through the pure white in front of him, and a picture appeared in front of him:
A dying woman lay in a pool of blood, with a silver-white revolver next to her hand.

As the woman died, the blood in her body began to turn black, staining the gun barrel, and the extraordinary properties emanating from her body seemed to merge with the revolver.

One screen turn:
There was pitch blackness in front of my eyes, and a tingling friction sound was heard above my head.

Suddenly, a beam of light shone down, and under the light, a girl in an elaborate court dress was kneeling on the ground and praying in a low voice...

“Ha…” Lewis slapped himself in the face and forced himself to wake up from his sleep divination.

He didn't feel anything about the first scene, but the second scene was too familiar to him. It was the evil existence that had been looking for him.

“This pistol was taken from ‘Gray Wolf’, a supernatural being that the prisoners passed through.

If my divination image had not been disturbed, I think I would have understood what kind of existence was targeting me, but why was it targeting me?
Did he target me from the beginning, or from the time I met Miss Windsor...

What kind of identity does Miss Windsor play, and why is she targeting me? "

The more Lewis thought about it, the more flustered he felt, but he didn't know much about things at this level of the old days, so it was difficult for him to interpret effective information.

As time passed, his spiritual power gradually began to dry up, and he had no choice but to sink into the gray fog.

The water rushed into the sewer, Lewis washed his face and returned to the hotel room.

In reality, he still had a lot to do, and facing that level, the only thing he could do was to get promoted as quickly as possible.

"Mr. Lewis, why did you take so long?" Miss Stephanie asked with a slight smile while sitting in the room.

Lewis did not answer directly, after all, the question was a bit sensitive.

Besides, he certainly didn't spend as much time in the bathroom as the Fool, after all, the Fool's catchphrase is: I'm going to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)