Tracking

When Lumian opened his eyes, his spirit had been restored and his body was no longer aching.

He suddenly sat up, walked to the table, and flung open the curtains.

It was still dark, the Crimson Moon was setting in the west, and the Stars. Not far away, the large, Deity Owl reappeared in the Elm Tree, looking down at Lumian.

Lumian remained calm and composed, revealing a bright smile.

"You're here again." He greeted them warmly, but his body language, tone of voice, and facial expression all made the target suddenly feel an urge to punch him.

The Owl stared at him for a few seconds, then spread its wings and flew into the Depths of darkness.

Almost simultaneously, Aurora left her bedroom, turned the Handle, and entered Lumian's room.

"How is it?" Lumian asked hurriedly.

Aurora nodded:

"The ' White Paper ' has caught up."

Her light blue Eyes had long since turned Gloom, reflecting the ever-receding and ever-growing trees within them.

She then took out a Mercury -plated Mirror, placed it on Lumian's table, and then used a pale white powder to cast a spell that projected her own vision onto the mirror.

Lumian spotted the Owl, which was hovering low over the Cordou Village at night, circling back and forth as if trying to shake off any potential pursuers. However, "White Paper" was Spirit World Creature and quite fast, so it was completely unaffected and maintained a certain distance.

A minute or two later, the Owl circled around to the Village Square.

Without further hesitation, it flew directly into the Cemetery next to the Church.

"Why is it here again?" Lumian couldn't help but sigh.

The last time the siblings spied on Michel Galligan, That One "Lizard" that crawled out of the Assistant Parish Priest's mouth also ended up in the Cemetery, going in and out of different graves!

"It's not like stories always use Cemetery as the villains' Concealment, is it? Can't that be the case in real life too?" Lumian glanced at her Older Sister.

Aurora chuckled:

Do you know what it means for inspiration to come from reality?

"That's true..." Lumian agreed with a professional writer's explanation of the creative process.

Just then, the Owl flew over an ordinary Tomb.

Like most Tomb in Intis, it involved digging a large pit in the ground, placing the Coffin inside, filling it with soil, covering it with one or two Stone Slab, and then erecting a tombstone behind it.

The above is Lumian's imagination and speculation, but at least from the outside, he could not see anything unusual about the Tomb.

The Owl descended and landed on the two Stone Slab sealing the Tomb.

With the help of the "White Paper," Aurora and Lumian discovered some suspicious traces:

The corresponding tombstone was blank, with nothing on it; the Stone Slab, which should have been dirty and overgrown with Weeds, was clean, as if someone regularly came to clean it.

"There's something wrong with this grave," Aurora commented.

As soon as she finished speaking, the two Stone Slab sealing the Tomb suddenly fell down.

No, it's not about falling, it's closer to the concept of opening.

They opened inwards like Double Door, revealing a dark, gloomy space and stone steps leading Depths.

"Wow," Lumian exclaimed in surprise, "It's spacious enough!"

This was completely different from the ordinary Tomb he had imagined; it was more like Mausoleum, with a fairly large burial space.

"I can't believe there's a place like this in Cordu..." Aurora thought she had lived in Cordou Village very well, but recently she has found the place to be becoming more and more unfamiliar and strange.

As the siblings were talking, the Owl flew down the steps into the Depths the "Mausoleum".

The corresponding underground space was not exaggerated; "White Paper" had just followed the stairs when he saw a Tomb Chamber.

The Tomb Chamber was about the size of Lumian's kitchen, with a black Coffin placed in the middle.

The Coffin was not closed; the lid leaned against the side and rested on the ground.

The Owl flapped its wings and flew Past, landing on the edge of the Coffin and standing there.

"That dead Warlock?" Lumian tensed up immediately.

Aurora hummed in agreement, then gestured for the "White Paper" to move closer in that direction, peering into the Coffin from afar.

Almost simultaneously, Lumian noticed Daoist vaguely standing in the corner of the Tomb Chamber.

He was about to remind his Older Sister to look at who it was when "White Paper" had already turned his gaze to the open Coffin.

With a bang, the Mercury Mirror in front of the two shattered as if it had exploded, and Aurora let out a low scream of unbearable pain.

Lumian quickly turned her head to look at her Older Sister, only to see that her eyes were tightly closed, and tears stained with Blood-Colored were streaming down her face. The muscles in her cheeks were twitching uncontrollably, as if they were about to crack open.

Before the Mysticism could react, Aurora took out a short incense stick from her Hidden Pocket and fumbled to light it with a match.

A faint fragrance wafts through the air, subtle and lingering, bringing peace to both body and mind.

The abnormality on Aurora's face gradually subsided, and finally, she let out a long breath and wiped away her bloody tears with the handkerchief she always carried with her.

"Are you alright?" Lumian asked with concern.

Aurora kept her eyes tightly shut and did not open them.

"The problem isn't serious. I'll take another nap, and my eyes should recover. I'm so grateful that ' White Paper ' are so fragile; sometimes, weaknesses are strengths!"

She was extremely relieved.

"Huh?" Lumian didn't understand.

Aurora chuckled self-deprecatingly:

"Simply put, I saw something I shouldn't have seen, but the ' White Paper ' is extremely fragile. I only caught a glimpse, or even just a tiny bit, before it suffered severe damage and retreated back into the Spirit World. As a result, the impact on me was also greatly reduced. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to control it so easily just now; it might have been very troublesome."

The Mysticism World is truly dangerous... Lumian has truly learned what it means to "not look at what shouldn't be seen."

He waited until his Older Sister had recovered a bit before asking, "What did ' White Paper ' see? Why did it cause such serious damage?"

"I only saw a point of silvery-black light." Aurora didn't dare recall it much. "As for things that could cause harm just by seeing them, there are too many to count. Perhaps it was an object that revealed Divinity, perhaps it was High-Sequence Mythical Creature Form, perhaps it was something tainted by Curse and malice..."

"Mythical Creature Form?" Lumian had never heard of this term before.

Aurora casually explained:

"The essence of the Divine Pathway is to transform Beyonder into Deity. Upon reaching Sequence 4, we can possess our own Mythical Creature Form, though it will not be complete. Those below Sequence 4 will be harmed simply by seeing this form, and may even Loss of Control."

Saint really that powerful? They're like two different kinds of beings compared to the Beyonder below Sequence 4... No wonder those at Sequence 4 can be called Half-God... Lumian instantly realized how ignorant he had been, actually thinking that those in Sequence 4 with the Sequence of Half-God were essentially no different from the Beyonder below.

He then said, "Aurora, when ' White Paper ' approached the Coffin, I think I saw Daoist in the corner of the Tomb Chamber, but I don't know who it was, what it looked like, or what it was wearing."

"There's another person there?" Aurora, somewhat surprised.

Lumian nodded:

"So, is the one in the Coffin the deceased Warlock, or the one in the corner?"

"I think the one in the Coffin is," Aurora said cautiously, her eyes closed. "The one in the corner is either his Marionette or Subordinate, or another Beyonder who has taken control of the Warlock's Corpse."

Lumian hummed in agreement.

"The Warlock's problem has indeed not been completely resolved, and this may be the Source of Cordu's gradual deterioration."

This discovery both pleased and troubled him.

The good news is that the investigation has made great progress, but the bad news is that just seeing the Warlock's Corpse is enough to cause harm and could easily lead to Loss of Control. How can we then go into the Tomb Chamber to make further confirmations and carry out follow-up actions?

Aurora had clearly thought of this as well:

"Let's set aside the Tomb Chamber for now and focus on the Church Underground. We might find crucial clues there that will help us solve the Tomb Chamber problem."

"Okay." Lumian had already decided to find the Three Foreigners after dawn to discuss exploring the Church Underground.

Upon hearing his answer, Aurora added:

"If I fully recover, I'll go to the Church Underground with you."

Lumian hesitated for two seconds, then agreed.

At times like these, we must gather all our strength to see hope!

Still with her eyes closed, Aurora asked, "It seems your Ritual was successful. How does it feel?"

Lumian recounted the entire Ritual and her gains to her Older Sister, omitting any specific description of That One being. She concluded by saying, "I almost Loss of Control when receiving the Gift, but thankfully, my body didn't experience any unusual Change afterward. Perhaps it's because my Sequence was low enough."

Aurora closed her eyes, a slight smile on her face, and said, "That dance that can summon strange creatures from the surrounding area and have one of them possess you is quite interesting."

"This reminds me of some legendary abilities from my Homeland, ' Spirit Possession '!"

"Huh?" Lumian couldn't understand.

Aurora smiled:

"It involves possessing a part of Half-God- level being and utilizing their combat abilities."

"That would require a very strong body, soul, and spirit, wouldn't it?" Lumian speculated.

Aurora didn't continue the topic, and instead instructed her younger brother:

"Help me back to my room, I need to rest."

Lumian helped her Older Sister up and walked towards her bedroom, casually asking, "What I found strange about that Ritual was that I didn't even get permission from the owner of the dark blue symbol before I drew some power from the seal. Was He watching me the whole time? Impossible, there's no way He would have that much free time."

Aurora thought for a moment and said, "You told me that That One mysterious Lady's description of your Honorific Name was vague and inaccurate, so as not to attract the attention of the That One."

"Is it possible that the owner of the bluish-black symbol and the one corresponding to the Black Thorn have some overlapping Authority? For example, you mentioned the Vocabulary ' Fate,' and both of them may have some Authority in the Domain of Fate. So, when you pronounce the vague Honorific Name, part of it not only points to the That One corresponding to the Black Thorn, but also to the owner of the bluish-black symbol."

"Normally, due to its incompleteness and inaccuracy, this would not have any effect. However, since you happen to have the corresponding symbols, power, and aura while you are inside the Altar, they are stimulated and react to a certain extent. That One being then discovers your actions, and since you are guided by the mysterious Lady, it is easy to obtain permission."

"In this way, once you have finished reciting all the Honorific Name and pointed to the Corruption within your body, there will be no obstacle to drawing a little power; the 'back door' has already been opened."

"What a cleverly designed Ritual... This person is clearly a master of Exploit a Bug."

"Oh, I see." Lumian suddenly realized.