Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 398

[Chapter 397 Prey]

Aaron was very emotional when he saw his old subordinates again.

“Lin, Olivia…”

He recalled what happened in many previous ‘Light of Redemption’ cults, and his eyes gradually softened.

“Now they have become big figures in the mysterious world.”

“The worst case scenario is… both of them have gone crazy or betrayed…”

“If there is no betrayal, then there is the possibility of redemption.”

Aaron’s expression became extremely solemn as he recalled the other party’s previous crazy state.

“To redeem a hidden existence, the consumption of the ‘power of the secret source’ must be extremely terrifying…”

“Perhaps… it requires accumulation in years.”

The biggest thing he did in ancient times was to use numbers Years of accumulation of ‘secret sources’ release destiny, trapping the scarlet sun.

Nowadays, those who have the ability to think rationally cannot agree with this method.

The birth of the sun may be the total explosion of power that has been accumulated for thousands of years in the ‘Secret Source’. My own accumulation of more than ten years is just a key.

This makes it impossible for Aaron to estimate how much ‘amount’ is needed to redeem or kill a hidden existence!

“But there must be a lot… At present, I still need to continue to hibernate.”

He sighed and disconnected from Bruce.

Bruce’s eyes became confused, and suddenly he was filled with extreme fear: “I… I was possessed by a great being just now?”

This situation is quite dangerous in occultism. Such a great being will be affected by the mere presence of its consciousness. Containers cause irreversible damage!

But after Bruce checked anxiously, his expression became confused again.

Because he found that nothing happened to him, and his condition was better than ever.

…

Saint Marguerite.

In first class.

Aaron took off the ‘fool’s crown’ and purified himself.

“Continue to hibernate and accumulate the ‘power of the secret source’. The number of such gatherings needs to be reduced. After all, every time you use the Fool’s Crown, you must consume the ‘power of the secret source’ to fight against negative effects…”

“Other than that, continue Exploring the limits of the ‘Law of Accident’. “

“According to the currently known information, the ‘Law of Accident’ has two modes. One is to actively give ‘accidents’ to oneself or the enemy. In this mode, fate has less interference. The ideal goal may not be achieved. “

Otherwise, Flanders, Archbishop Blood Cup and others would not have left so easily last time in Pulmouth.

“The second situation is to witness the contract, and then let the ‘accident’ happen to punish the violator… As long as the contract is signed, the interference of fate will be very powerful. At least ordinary people who violate the agreement will end in death, but for extraordinary people There are still doubts about the interference of higher-ranking beings, and we need to continue testing… The only thing that is certain is that the interference of fate in this case must be stronger than what I actively give!”

“Then… wait until the sixth essence is opened,’ The law of accidents will probably become complete, and the “accidental” intervention provided by the initiative will be quite powerful, making me comparable to an ordinary “immortal”? Although I don’t have the immortality of an immortal, I don’t have a long and long life. But the strength is absolutely the same…I can barely protect myself in this world.”

…

A week later.

bar.

Aaron was drinking and chatting with Paul and others.

While commenting on the differences between South Indonesian women and Inves women, they enthusiastically discussed various anecdotes about sexual hunting in the colonies.

It is said that as long as she looks like Inves and walks on the street, any indigenous girl will swoop in like a bee seeing flowers.

When Paul said these things, his eyes were red, his blood vessels were bulging, and he had a longing and excited expression on his face, which made Aaron speechless.

He felt that even if the doctor did not go bankrupt due to medical malpractice, he would sooner or later fall into trouble with a woman.

Aaron was drinking and looking around, as if waiting for his prey to appear.

More than half an hour later, a tired-looking Kent finally appeared and came to the bar: “Please give me a glass of wine that will help me sleep more peacefully at night.”

“It’s not good to drink too strong wine at night.”

Kent heard A slightly familiar voice came, and immediately the overly handsome Jack came to sit next to him with a glass of wine. He could only squeeze out a polite smile on his face: “Good evening, Mr. Corsini.

” It is impossible for Kent to say that there is no jealousy in his heart about this young man who has been pestering Helen, or Helen has been pestering him.

“Just call me Jack.”

Aaron smiled familiarly: “I’ll buy this drink.”

“Thank you!”

Kent thanked him politely, but didn’t say too much. Instead, he tugged on his collar, a little impatient.

Because Miss Helen was losing her temper again today, and he went out to relax and have a drink, only to meet someone who looked unhappy. This was not a pleasant experience.

But soon, he discovered that Jack was indeed a good person, and every word he said seemed to speak to his heart, as if the two were good friends who had known each other for many years.

The wariness in his heart gradually dissipated, and when he saw Aaron taking out a deck of playing cards, he couldn’t help but wave his hand: “I don’t play cards!”

“Then you really lost a lot of fun…” Aaron smiled disapprovingly: “I won’t play cards today. …Let’s play divination! What do you

want

to predict? Love?

Aaron shuffled the cards skillfully, and his hands turned into countless afterimages as if by magic. Kent couldn’t help but be a little interested in such gorgeous tricks.

‘I am the extraordinary one, card divination…haha…’

Kent took a sip of wine and sighed and replied: “Let’s fall in love!”

“Good choice.”

Aaron whistled and placed a long string of cards on the People lined up on the table: “Let’s draw one.”

“You don’t need to meditate on the divination matters in your mind, or let me shuffle the cards myself?” Kent finally confirmed based on his own knowledge of mysticism.

“No need.” Aaron smiled and shook his head.

Seeing this, Kent was sure that the other party didn’t even know a little bit of occult knowledge.

‘At least… to divine my future, I have to shuffle the cards myself…’

He complained in his mind, randomly picked out a card, turned it over and pressed it on the table.

Among the cards, there is a pale skeleton, hunched at the waist, carrying a huge black sickle.

“The Death Card!”

Aaron sighed: “It represents transformation and rebirth… Your luck is not very good… Or… your love is at a low ebb.”

Kent glared at Aaron, feeling that the other party was trying to I made fun of him, feeling a little angry.

After all, why did his relationship hit a trough?

Isn’t it because of the handsome man opposite?

Of course, Kent also knew in his heart that the fiancé officer whom he had never met was the main reason.

“Troughs are not terrible, but are an opportunity for change. Face it squarely and face your heart bravely, and you will have good luck.”

Aaron continued to interpret the content of the Death Card from his role as a fortune teller. Finally he shrugged his shoulders: “How about… let’s make a bet?”

(End of Chapter)