Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 74 Party
Philip pondered the effects of the "Ember" spell, combined with the information from the Indulgence and Temperance factions, and blurted out, "The Indulgence faction, do they have a way to arouse our madness and desire?"

"The answer is close, but not entirely correct. The sealed item they possess is called the 'Crimson Moon Corona.' It can simulate the effect of a full moon, while allowing the holder to ignore the full moon."

Maric then added, "It's in the hands of 'Wrathful Spirit' Steve. Not long ago, he and two others abandoned us for some unknown reason and headed for Tingen. Now, he's the only one who's returned alive, injured, and he's being hunted by the Nighthawks."

It seems you should thank me.
Philip subconsciously wanted to make some expression to vent his emotions, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only pinch his chin, suppressing the restless corners of his mouth and the bitterness in his heart, and then said:

"So, you plan to use the 'Ember' spell to buy time during the full moon effect on the sealed item and then eliminate it?"

"That's right." Maric nodded. "We originally wanted to make further preparations, but the Rose School of Thought seemed to have issued some orders in Backlund a few days ago, and those members who had been hiding in the dark suddenly became restless."

This may also be because of me
Philip closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed down. "So you want to act quickly to avoid any accidents. Fine, I'll help, but I'll also join the fight."

"you?"

Maric obviously didn't expect this answer. After a few seconds of silence, he said in a serious tone:

"If you're looking for more benefits, there's no need to do this. Besides the Beyonder properties of the Wrathful Soul and the Crimson Moon Corona, if there are any other gains, we'll give them to you directly. Well, or sell them to you at a low price."

Philip knew that the other party didn't want his auxiliary to encounter any accidents, and that the newly promoted Sequence 7 was not too important in the mid-sequence battle, but unfortunately, his auxiliary had taunts.

Instead of shrinking back, it is better to make the situation as good as possible while you still have help, so as to seek opportunities for survival in the future.

"I won't hold you back."

These words were obviously unconvincing. Maric raised his head and cast his gaze towards the corner of the room. He stared for a few seconds before turning back and saying, "Okay, we agree."

Philip followed the other person's gaze towards the corner. After a moment's deliberation, he activated his psychic vision. Seeing that he still found nothing, he could only nod slightly. "How many talismans are you going to need, and when do you need them?"

"The more the better. Seven days from now is the most appropriate and safe time. If we wait any longer, the new forces sent by the Rose School to Backlund will arrive at any time."

"Yeah." Philip lowered his baseball cap to conceal his features, nodded, and then with some complicated thoughts in his mind, he stood up and left.

The zombies around him who were originally playing cards stopped moving. Maric watched him leave, tilted his head slightly, and said with a bit of doubt and confusion:

"Sharon, why are you bringing him?"

In the chess and card room that gradually fell into silence, in the corner that Maric had been looking at earlier, a blonde woman in a black palace dress revealed her figure.

She looked out the door for more than ten seconds, then opened her thin lips slightly, her tone indifferent and calm, as if she was just speaking in an emotionless machine:

"He doesn't have the aura of an indulgent person. He actively sought your help and took the 'werewolf' potion. This is also a sign of the trust he has placed in us."

"And I want to try to understand the existence that the 'Ember' spell points to. Maybe, maybe He is the hope of revenge and the hope of spreading the concept of moderation." July 7, night.

Outside the front entrance of a house in Queens.

Philip had already changed into a black hooded robe in a secluded corner. He walked forward and knocked on the wooden door at intervals according to what Maric had said before.

After a few seconds, the main door in front of him slowly opened, revealing the gatekeeper who was also completely hidden under a black robe.

The other party just stood there quietly, and after Philip completely entered the house, he immediately closed the door. There was no extra movement or any extra glances throughout the whole process.

Philip lowered his head slightly as he entered the room. He soon noticed the man in a black robe sitting on a single sofa not far away. He was the organizer of this party and was suspected to be Mr. A from Sequence Five.

The other party's undisguised sticky gaze quickly passed over him. This trivial matter could no longer cause ripples in Philip's heart. He used the light of the gas lamp to cast his eyes on the two blackboards standing in the front:
"Sequence 8, 'Light Prayer' formula, 450 pounds."

"Medullary crystal of the Elven Spring, 320 pounds."

"Baby's Cry, flowers, 200 pounds."

Looking at these items, Philip, hidden under his black robe, tightened his hand holding the suitcase full of cash, and then glanced around to see if there was anything he needed.

But the answer is obvious. The level of transactions here is not high. They are basically the same as the gatherings in the Brave Bar, controlled at a low-sequence level, so there is nothing he needs.

At this moment, the attendant beside Mr. A came over and whispered to him:
"Sir, you can write down your needs on a piece of paper for me. You can also go to the small room during the break and write the items you want to sell on the blackboard."

Philip figured out the meaning of these two words, subconsciously glanced at Mr. A not far away, and then looked around obscurely. Then he took the paper and pen handed to him and wrote down his two requirements on it:
"A ritual to summon and contract a messenger."

"An extraordinary item with the ability to 'pacify' or something similar, with minimal side effects."

Philip has now accepted the former reality and does not force it, while the latter is to resist the full moon curse and almost endless madness in the "zombie" stage.

After all, the "Embellished Fire" talisman has limited effectiveness to a certain extent and requires dosage to maintain its effect. In addition, it is engraved with spells pointing at oneself. If it is exposed, there will undoubtedly be great risks.

Maric's condition reminded Philip that if there was no other more convenient and lasting method, when he was promoted to a "zombie", even if he was still Jane Charlotte on the surface, the madness revealed in his expression would be noticeable to anyone who was not blind.

In order to maintain the vest on which he depended for survival, Philip temporarily gave up the idea of improving his combat skills, and instead decided to purchase the more important extraordinary items with the characteristics of "psychologist".

As for Russell's diary, since this is your first time here, please take your time.

The attendant took the note from Philip and went around the place again, shuffling all the notes he had collected and handing them to his companion in charge of the blackboard, who was responsible for writing and reading aloud to the whole audience, thus promoting the transaction.

(End of this chapter)