Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

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"I see!"

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As layers of fog appeared in front of my eyes, a distorted and blurry figure appeared in the deepest part of my vision, with deep red flowing in his eyes.

Lin Nuo listened to the words echoing in his ears and subconsciously narrowed his eyes, waiting for the next devastating mumbling. However, to his surprise, the mumbling echoing in his ears did not bring him any mental burden.

"What is this? Are you trying to please someone?"

Lin Nuo shook his head, put the statue of the original demon goddess in his arms back in place, then turned and left the dense forest.

Although both were trapped somewhere, Mr. Fool's mental state seemed to be much more rational than Mr. Gate's.

But the Fool's status cannot be fully confirmed.

Because when Mr. Men talked with Emperor Roselle, his voice was normal. In fact, Mr. Men was more talkative than the mysterious Fool in the Tarot Club.

"If we judge based on Emperor Roselle's growth path, at least those below the level of demigod are quite safe."

"Because if you can't reach the level of a demigod, you won't be of much use to beings like them."

Thinking of this, Lin Nuo suddenly sneered. It seems that my path to becoming a demigod is going to be a smooth one?

Chapter 12: Dark River

In the following time, Lin Nuo stayed at home in his rented apartment.

Because he has established contact with three "evil gods" at the same time, he now urgently needs to understand his own condition.

Lin Nuo was once an outlier.

But now he can be sure that he is human.

Lin Nuo is well aware of the ability of deceiving ghosts.

Aliens are immortal!

He actually once suspected that his current self was just 'Lin Nuo' with Lin Nuo's memories implanted in him.

He is Lin Nuo! But he is not a liar now! But the liar must be Lin Nuo!

"Since there is no way to find the whereabouts of the deceiving ghost through the supernatural powers contained in the spirit body, why not give it a try and follow the local customs."

Lin Nuo quickly decided to design a set of ritual spells to target the deceiving ghost, and then use the spells to contact his own true self.

"A mystery that is not of this world."

"You are a supernatural being that deceives reality."

"You are a strange being that bears the name of Lin Nuo."

"I pray for your help."

"I pray for your favor."

"I pray that you will let me have a good dream."

The ritual that Lin Nuo tried to perform to summon himself this time was much more solemn than praying to the Fool.

He bathed and changed his clothes without bringing any spiritual items, and built a spiritual wall to cover the bathroom.

Four candles were lit on the sink in front of him, using the spirituality within the spirit to stimulate the hidden psychic powers.

When Lin Nuo was praying, a broad, illusory, colorless dark river suddenly appeared in his mind. It sometimes rose high, sometimes fell, sometimes dark, sometimes pale...

When Lin Nuo's mind was unconsciously immersed in the illusory ups and downs, a chill suddenly appeared around him that penetrated into his soul.

The chilly feeling instantly drained Lin Nuo's spirituality and awakened his eyes that were about to close.

call!call!call!

Lin Nuo collapsed on the floor, covered in cold sweat and gasping for breath. He almost fell asleep without realizing it.

He had a strong premonition that if he really fell asleep in the wave of illusory darkness, he would never wake up again.

"The breath of death! What on earth is that? The River Styx?"

This experience of almost dying silently gave Lin Nuo a great shock. He now finally understood why he always felt an inexplicable sense of horror when he wanted to contact the deceiving ghost.

However, what Lin Nuo did not expect was that even though he had interrupted the prayer ceremony due to spiritual overdraft, his body temperature was still dropping at an abnormal rate, and his skin was gradually turning pale, as if his life was constantly slipping away.

"The source of all disasters..."

Lin Nuo had no other choice at this time, he could only hope that the Original Witch would be willing to help him.

However, Lin Nuo had just started to recite the prayer spell when the spiritual power deep within his body seemed to be stimulated by something, and a faint grayish-white mist appeared around Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo recognized the source of the gray fog. It was the mysterious fog that filled the huge palace of Mr. Fool.

As the gray mist enveloped his entire body, Lin Nuo's body, which had been eroded by the illusory pale river, recovered.

"How is this going?"

Lin Nuo covered his forehead and looked at the gray mist around him in pain. The appearance of the mist consumed his already limited spiritual energy.

After confirming that his body had gotten rid of the erosion of "death", Lin Nuo's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

When he woke up again, it was completely dark outside. Lin Nuo walked out of the bathroom, covering his painful brow.

His attempt this time was very risky, but the gains were also quite profound. At least he did not have to think about whether he still had unknown powers hidden in him when he was on the verge of death.

"I need some recent information about Tingen City. The Antigonus family's notebook is very dangerous, but the person who possesses it may not be that dangerous."

Lin Nuo was not sure whether he had attracted the attention of the fool by borrowing some of the power of the gray fog through the supernatural.

Regardless of whether his behavior is discovered or not, he must take the initiative to apologize.

The only things that Mr. Fool has clearly expressed interest in so far are Roselle's Diary and the Antigonus Family.

Although Lin Nuo also collected some of Emperor Roselle's diaries, he didn't think that those gossips and extraordinary knowledge would be of any help to a god.

According to the principle of equivalent exchange, the notes of the Antigonus family are safer.

After Lin Nuo made up his mind, he put on a black windbreaker and pulled the wide hood down to hide his face.

He looked back at the statue of the original demon goddess placed in the display cabinet in the room. A faint blue illusory light gate appeared, and Lin Nuo's figure disappeared into the night.

Since being promoted to an astrologer, Lin Nuo, who has the ability to counter divination, no longer carries the statue of the original witch with him all the time.

Although he was well aware that the anti-divination ability was not omnipotent, he also believed that no one would do divination when they went to the toilet.

That kind of person cannot become a mid-sequence transcendent, so naturally he cannot be a threat to him.

Whoosh!

Lin Nuo flew through the darkness like a hawk, using the shadows in the city to avoid the crimson moonlight.

The black windbreaker concealed Lin Nuo's figure like a veil draped over him by the night. The various strange abilities bestowed by the magician were particularly fancy except that they could not be used to fight.

Following the information he had collected and the guidance of astrology, Lin Nuo came to an ordinary house on Zouteland Street.

He looked at the location of No. 36 Zouteland Street with some fear, then quickly passed through the illusory light door and sneaked into the house in front of him.

This street is home to the Blackthorn Security Company, which is also the headquarters of the Church of Evernight's Night Squad in Tingen.

Lin Nuo doesn't want to provoke the official forces of Tingen City for the time being, as that would seriously affect his subsequent action plans.

Lin Nuo was clear about the difference between anti-gang and anti-terrorism. The foundation of the Orthodox Church was not something that ordinary supernatural beings could challenge.

Lin Nuo followed the spiritual guidance like a cat silently, walked through the living room and into a bedroom. Through the faint moonlight shining through the gap in the curtains, he could see a brown-haired girl sleeping quietly.

Lin Nuo did not disturb the girl's rest. He quietly came to the window and closed the curtains without leaving a gap.

After drawing the curtains, he walked to the girl's bed, looked at her sleeping face, took out a bottle of perfume and gently sprayed it around.

That is the perfume extracted from the essence of the Deep Sleep Flower. In mysticism, it belongs to the herb of the Red Moon field. It has the effect of helping sleep. The believers of the Goddess of Night should prefer this scent.

Chapter 13 Nighthawks

This is Tingen City. In terms of the control of various intelligence about the city, no force can surpass the three major Orthodox churches of Night, Storm and Steam.

When it comes to the importance attached to the Antigonus family notes, the Church of Evernight is undoubtedly the force that pays the most attention to it.

"Instead of going through all the trouble to find the traces of the Secret Order, it is better to directly share the intelligence network of the Church of Evernight."

Lin Nuo looked at the brown-haired girl sleeping in front of him with a smile. She was also the best source of information he could find.

Luo Shan, in her early twenties, is a civilian member of the Night Watchmen of the Church of Night.

"I like small places like Tingen City. A civilian employee who is not a transcendent can have a lot of information."

A dark light flashed in Lin Nuo's gray eyes, and a strange and cold feeling surrounded him.

"Roshan, do you know anything about the Antigonus family notes?"

Lin Nuo activated the ghost-deceiving derivative supernatural power and asked the brown-haired girl.

"Well, Klein, are you still paying attention to this matter?"

"Don't worry. I heard from the captain that Sealed Artifact 2-049 will arrive in Tingen City tomorrow."

"2-049 has the ability to sense that notebook. We will find it soon."

Luo Shan frowned and murmured, as if she regarded Lin Nuo as her colleague.

Klein?

Klein Moretti?

He also joined the Nighthawks?

Yeah, I remember that because Klein always hung out with Welch McGovern in school.

Welch McGovern was the unlucky man who died because of that strange notebook.

What's more, the newspaper reported that he committed suicide by shooting himself, which is really ironic.

Lin Nuo smiled gently. He roughly guessed how his classmate had the honor of joining the Nighthawks.

This is the way roommates from another world are offered sacrifices to ensure admission to graduate school!

"Thank you, Roxanne. I was a little anxious."

Lin Nuo spoke softly to the sleeping girl.

"Well, remember not to suddenly jump out when I'm slacking off at work. I thought it was the captain. It really scared me to death."

Luo Shan complained with a somewhat resentful tone.

"Well, get some rest, I'll cover for you."

"By the way, forget the conversation we just had!"

After learning the information he wanted, Lin Nuo used the ghost's supernatural powers to 'cheat' the girl's spirit so that nothing happened.

In this case, even if the girl in front of him was dreaming unconsciously, she would forget the corresponding content.

Although he was unable to borrow all of the deceiving ghost's power for the time being, it would not be difficult for him to deceive an ordinary person with just the derivative supernatural powers he retained.

And as his grasp of power deepened, Lin Nuo discovered that spiritual and supernatural powers could be transformed into each other to a certain extent.

Lin Nuo quietly left Luo Shan's bedroom. He returned to his rented apartment and thought about his next plan.

"Will the Night Watchmen start the operation to recover the notes tomorrow? The time seems a bit tight!"

"Should I report to Mr. Fool?"

Lin Nuo thought about it and decided not to report to Mr. Fool for the time being. If that person really had any ideas, then his actions would undoubtedly be restricted.

What if the other party wants to take back the notes at any cost?

It is better to keep it secret for now and act accordingly. If there is real danger, just leave and report the information.

This will undoubtedly make you safer and freer.

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October 7th, Thursday.

After washing up, Klein put on an old but comfortable shirt and trousers. He ran downstairs and asked his brother Benson.

"Did someone knock on the door just now?"