The Modern Age Of The Mysterious
/ The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 64
Sean was silent. The room was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of cigarettes burning.
"Peter agreed." Daisy turned to look out the window, "I heard Bill say this later.
"In retrospect, although it was the smartest choice to refuse that gamble, I knew he would definitely agree.
"He will never have the chance to put his life on the gambling table again in his life-perhaps it is because the other party knows Peter that he came up with this absurd and...accurate idea."
Daisy's expression didn't change, but Sean found that there were tears on her blue skirt.
"I heard from Bill about what happened later."
"That night, Peter, who had seen through all the gambling scenes, lost for no apparent reason.
"Bill later said that it was his opponent who made the cut.
"That's why Bill was able to start a gang fire and avenge Peter - because the other party cheated and killed him.
"That's not a fair game."
Sean also lowered his eyes: "So, it was a scam that killed him."
"No, it was his desire that killed him." Daisy looked to the side with some hatred, "If he hadn't been tempted by a fatal gamble, this would not have happened."
"Oh, Holy Father." Daisy said in a nasal voice, "I swore long ago not to think about these things, but I didn't expect to repeat them today.
"Every time I think about it... I'm like dying." Daisy clutched her chest.
Sean sat next to her, hugged the poor woman, and quietly let her cry.
"Sean, I rarely mention this to people... I don't know why I want to tell you today. After I said it, I feel much better..."
After returning to his home, Sean still couldn't get rid of Daisy's tears in his mind.
Strong people show weakness, which will make people particularly impressive.
I checked the vigilance technique and learned that no one has ever broken into my home. I have been busy with various external things, and I have no time to look inward to observe Sean, who has grown in spiritual quality. He closed the curtains, and in the darkness, He sat on the leather sofa and closed his eyes.
He stared at "God's Root" - when he was looking for Judas ring information in the explorer's library before, Sean was also distracted and tried to find information about the god's root, but he didn't get anything for the time being.
This original candlestick-shaped symbol has undergone tremendous changes after absorbing Aegwynn's spiritual power and assimilating the twins.
In the depths of the dark soul, the faint glow was originally flat, like being drawn on a piece of paper, without thickness.
It still maintains the shape of the candlestick, but has become three-dimensional. The faint light illuminated a corner of the soul, and dozens of branches pointed to the void above. The Witch's Moon and the Twins were like fruits on the "tree", slightly blooming with blue light.
"Looking at it now...it's more like a small tree than a candlestick." Sean's consciousness drifted beside the root of God, "After acquiring spiritual power and assimilating the symbol, the root itself will grow and transform the interior of the soul. …”
"It's like a magical item that strengthens the soul, and it's also like a symbol of the soul itself - not only can it help the soul grow gradually, but itself will become more and more...complete because of the growth of the soul."
Sean can't imagine what kind of power Shengen will bring to him in the future, and he can't predict its upper limit.
However, Sean can vaguely feel what will happen to Shengen's next ascension: "Shengen has changed from a plane to a three-dimensional deep in the soul, and after that, a space may be opened up...
"However, it is temporarily unknown what role that space can play."
After observing the changes in Divine Root, he intends to feel the changes in spiritual qualities.
He first tried to disperse all the spiritual substances. Although it would become thinner, the scope was wider. Originally, the spiritual substances could only spread to a few adjacent rooms, but now they can almost cover half an apartment building.
Sean was a little amazed at the "gift" Aegwyn gave him: "After using Aegwyn's spiritual power to assimilate the twin symbols, the total amount of my spiritual substance more than doubled. And due to the experience of the Lewin Town incident, let My ability to control spiritual substances has also risen to a new level.
"Otherwise, my spiritual essence would not be able to spread to such a wide range..."
Sean found a dangerous thought flashing in his mind, and he quickly reminded himself: "Although the improvement this time is huge, it is a risky behavior to use the spiritual power of a powerful existence to forcibly assimilate symbols and enhance spiritual quality. ——If it wasn't for the help of the moonlight, the divine root would have been snatched away by the angels, and my soul would have been annihilated long ago…
"I don't want to experience this kind of thing again."
Sean can hear and vaguely feel the spiritual state of objects and people within his psychic range. It feels like his existence has expanded many times, and he can feel something happening "inside" himself.
For example, he could feel a soft, debilitated spirit shaking in room 705, an object in front of him was making sounds, and he could hear melodious songs with interfering sounds..." I've seen it before The old lady of 705 is listening to the radio."
A soft and healthy spirit body is concentrating on doing something, and the sound of cutting off the stem of a vegetable is heard in front of him... "The hostess in room 513 is preparing dinner..."
A cold small spirit body, originally in a quiet state, suddenly seemed a little excited... "Her cat was on the window sill and saw something it was interested in, maybe a bird parked on a tree."
Following the attention of the small spirit body, Sean "extended" his spiritual essence, and he found another small spirit body—a wild cat that climbed up a tree.
Sean felt like the omnipresent **** in this apartment building.
Although there is a sense of omnipotent control, which makes Sean feel strong and safe, he knows that his behavior at this time is against the rules of the "Explorer's Handbook".
The manual clearly states that explorers are prohibited from using their special abilities at will in daily life.
Once you use your special ability to harm the interests of ordinary people, you will be investigated and severely punished.
"This rule actually has a subtext." Sean's body was comfortably nestled in the sofa, and his own spiritual essence that could penetrate all kinds of obstacles, but was too thin to penetrate other people's souls, permeated half of the apartment building "If you use special abilities to do good, although it is forbidden, you will not necessarily be prosecuted.
"The makers of the rules may also realize that they should not prohibit evil while restricting good..."
Just as Sean was about to retrieve the spiritual substance, he suddenly felt that there was a spiritual body in extreme fear in a room on the 4th floor.
There was originally the edge of the dispersion of his spiritual essence at this time, so he could not fully perceive it.
In order to confirm what was going on there, Sean concentrated the "mist" of the spiritual substance to diffuse there...
He felt that a somewhat chaotic and tyrannical spirit body was suppressing a weak and fearful spirit body.
Accompanied by a clear woman's begging and crying...
Sean immediately changed the shape and concentration of the elixirs to ensure a clear view of what was happening in that room.
"You stinky watchman..." The man's voice was slurred, and his speech was slurred due to too much alcohol intake, "I'm going to tear your stinky mouth apart!"
The sound of fists hitting the flesh, the screams of women, the cries of children...
Sean had vaguely heard men's roars and women's cries at home, and he had also seen the officer's car parked downstairs in the apartment.
But things in that room are still happening.
Sean has always had a small distress: he wanted to try the effect of "Mist of Grief" on ordinary people. However, he never found the right one.
At this moment, this little trouble of his has been relieved.
The room was not far away from him in a straight line, and Sean's spiritual essence suddenly tightened, turning into a more dense strip connecting his body and the room.
Under such a high concentration, it can penetrate into the soul of ordinary people.
Sean tried to integrate the tentacles of the spiritual substance into the man's body. He vaguely felt a violent and ferocious emotion, but Sean and the man's soul were not of the same order of magnitude at all, and the man's emotions couldn't have any effect on him.
Then, Sean activated the twins' abilities as if he were treating Aegwynn. The dark red mist was like blood dripping into the water, smudging the man's soul.
"The amount can't be too much. If you pour all the spiritual power into it like you did with Aegwynn, this person will die." Sean, like a skilled nurse, precisely controlled the dose, "Just give one-sixth of the amount. Let's take the dose... This concentration is also very high for ordinary people, so it is regarded as a punishment for bullying the weak."
The fog of grief spread in the man's soul instantly. The man's confusion and anger were suppressed by the great sadness. He stopped moving, first knelt on the ground dumbfounded, and then began to hug his head and cry...
The cry was louder than the woman's cry just now, and Sean doubted whether the other party would have a nervous breakdown...
The psychic tentacles stayed at the scene for a while - he wanted to observe the follow-up effect of "Mist of Grief"~www.mtlnovel.com~ The dark red negative emotions were always circling inside the man's body. Apart from being dominated by grief, men Can't do anything.
After carefully observing the speed at which the negative emotions were digested by the soul, Sean judged: "This should make him stop for a week."
Finding that the man wouldn't do anything extreme, such as jumping off a building or shooting a shot at the temple, Sean took the esoteric back.
He took a bath in a good mood. Under the soft light of the desk lamp, Sean read the occult books brought out from the library for a while, and felt a little sleepy, so he turned off the light and lay on the bed.
When Sean was drowsiness, he suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Sean suddenly woke up. While he got up lightly, he extended the spiritual essence outside the door at a roundabout angle.
It was a soft soul with fear. This soul is very heavy and seems to have great potential.
Not only that, but it also gave Sean a familiar feeling...
Sean walked to the door lightly - he couldn't know the identity of the other party with his psychic check, he needed to identify it with his own eyes.
The light from the cat's eyes was projected into the pupils, and Sean's eyes suddenly widened.
Long braids, pale blue eyes...
The person he had been chasing—his sister, Arya Dickinson, stood in the doorway pale now, wearing a blue dress that seemed to be stained with blood, and her eyes were terrified.
"Sean, are you there? Sean?" She shivered and seemed to be experiencing great fear, as if she was praying to God, "I managed to escape!"
Chapter end
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