Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 398

[Chapter 397 Prey]

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

“Lin, Olivia…”

He recalled what happened in the many ‘Light of Redemption’ sects before, and his eyes gradually softened.

“Today, they can be regarded as big figures in the mysterious world.”

“Worst case scenario… both of them have gone mad, or betrayed…”

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

Aaron recalled the other party’s previous crazy state, and his expression became extremely solemn.

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

“Maybe… it needs to be accumulated in units of years.”

In the ancient times, the biggest thing he did was to release his destiny by accumulating the ‘secret source’ for several years, trapping the scarlet sun.

Now that this method has been obtained, it is still a matter of choice for Sisui who have the ability to think rationally.

The birth of the sun may be the total explosion of power that has been accumulated in the ‘Secret Source’ for thousands of years, and the accumulation of his own 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 dormant.”

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 existence just now?”

This kind of situation is quite dangerous in mysticism. Such a great existence will cause irreversible damage to the container even if the consciousness comes!

But when Bruce checked nervously, his expression became confused again.

Because he found that he had nothing, and his state was better than ever.

…

St. Margaret.

Inside the first class cabin.

Aaron took off the ‘Fool’s Crown’ and gave himself a purification.

“Continue to dormant 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, it is to continue to explore the limits of the ‘Law of Accident’.”

“According to the currently known information, there are two modes of ‘the law of accident’, one is to take the initiative to give ‘accidents’ to oneself or the enemy. In this mode, the interference of fate is less, and the ideal goal may not be achieved. ”

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

“The second situation is to witness the contract, and then let the ‘accident’ come to punish the defaulter… As long as the contract is signed, the interference of fate will be very powerful. At least ordinary people will end in death if they violate the agreement, but for extraordinary people The interference of people and even high-ranking existences is still doubtful, and we need to continue testing… The only thing that is certain is that in this case, the interference of fate must be stronger than my initiative!”

“Then… When the sixth element is activated, the ‘Law of Accident’ will probably become complete, and the ‘accidental’ intervention offered by the initiative will be quite powerful, making me comparable to the ordinary ‘Longevity’? Although there is no immortality of the immortal There is no long and long lifespan, but the strength is absolutely similar… In the world, it can barely protect itself.”

…

a week later.

bar.

Aaron was drinking and chatting with Paul and the others.

While judging the differences between South Indonesian women and Invis women, they enthusiastically discussed various anecdotes about the colony.

It is said that as long as she looks full of Invis style and walks on the street, any indigenous girl will fly up like a bee who sees flowers.

When Paul said these things, his eyes were red, his blood vessels were bursting, and Aaron was quite speechless.

He felt that even if the doctor did not go bankrupt in medical malpractice, sooner or later he would fall on the woman.

Aaron glanced around while drinking, as if waiting for the prey to appear.

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

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

Kent heard a slightly familiar voice, and immediately saw the overly handsome Jack sitting next to him with a glass of wine, with only a polite smile on his face: “Good evening, Mr. Cossini .”

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

“Just call me Jack.”

Aaron smiled familiarly: “I’ll take this one.”

“thanks!”

Kent politely thanked him, but didn’t say much. Instead, he tugged at his collar, impatiently.

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

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

The guard in his heart gradually dissipated, and when he saw Aaron taking out a deck of 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: “Don’t play cards today… Let’s play divination! What do you want to divination? Career? Love?”

Whoa!

Aaron shuffled the cards skillfully, and his hands turned into countless afterimages like magic. Kent couldn’t help but be a little interested in that gorgeous trick.

‘I am the Beyonder, card divination…hehe…’

Kent took a sip of wine, sighed and replied, “Love!”

“Nice choice.”

Aaron whistled and arranged a long list of cards on the table: “Draw one.”

“I don’t need to recite the divination matters in my heart, or let me shuffle the cards myself?” Kent finally confirmed according to his knowledge of the occult.

“No need.” Aaron shook his head with a smile.

Seeing this, Kent was certain that the other party didn’t even understand a little knowledge of mysticism.

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

He complained in his heart, took out one, turned it over and pressed it on the table.

On the card surface, was a pale skeleton, hunched over his waist, carrying a huge pitch-black sickle.

“Death Card!”

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

Kent stared at Aaron, feeling a little angry that he was making fun of him.

After all, why did his feelings fall into a trough?

Isn’t it because of this handsome man across from him?

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

“The trough is not terrible, but an opportunity for transformation. Face it, face your heart bravely, and you will be lucky.”

Aaron continued to interpret the contents of the Death God card from his status as a fortune teller, and finally shrugged his shoulders: “How about… let’s make a bet?”