??Chapter 636: Difficulty is right here_1
Chapter 636: Difficulty is right here_1
Evening.
The rain poured heavily.
This long and vast rain had beco the perpetual background noise, as the floodwaters accumulated on the mountain continuously poured down, turning the soil soft and muddy, becoming flash floods, cleansing every tree in the forest.
Such a scene even led viewers to believe that the cliffs and precipices on which the villa was situated had ford due to these years of relentless erosion.
Inside the house, Byron was eating the food in his bowl.
at soup and bread, the usual fare for the servants, and Byron wasn’t picky. As a man used to the ways of the rivers and lakes, he could hold forth at banquets or shoot the breeze with the cooks in the kitchen. He wolfed down his food, making Shia feel hungry just watching.
“Give
a portion, too.”
So, Shia asked a servant for a portion and ate it with Byron.
Byron tore the bread and soaked it in the soup before popping it into his mouth and even sucked his fingers, savoring the taste; Shia followed suit and started to eat in the sa way.
“This bread has the flavor I once tasted on the edge of the Black Forest, especially on rainy nights, lighting a bonfire, sitting in a tent, eating bread with soup—that was so comfortable.”
Shia comnted.
“When you’re hungry, these kinds of staple foods are what truly satisfy you most,”
Byron nodded in agreent.
After they were both sated with food and wine, Byron even called for a glass of red wine, guzzling it without any elegance and burped contentedly before closing his eyes, mulling things over.
“Gaude didn’t actually tell
everything about this estate in detail, but in order for
to act like a master, he still shared so secrets he had discovered. You understand, in addition to tricks, I have to demonstrate so prediction or superpower ability, then they’ll believe I can successfully conjure souls,” Byron said as efficiently as an insurance salesman.
“For instance, the paintings in this building aren’t re decorations but are used to suppress sothing. The reason these paintings, uh, the ones from the Ancient Capital, right, are used is because the force that needs repressing isn’t quite in line with what the Ancient Capital represents.”
Upon hearing Byron’s words, Stone was sowhat confused, but Lu Ban and Shia exchanged knowing glances.
Having experienced The Madman’s Rant, they knew the works of the Ancient Capital were created to please a sealed Divine Being, and furthermore, those pieces had been imbued with the aura of an Ancient Overlord.
Now, according to Byron’s words, the Ancient Overlord who was pleased by the works of the Ancient Capital and the Ancient Overlord being suppressed within this mansion were not one and the sa and could even be considered adversaries, which was quite thought-provoking.
The Abandoned Capital also housed different Ancient Overlords, and their existence might be a bit clearer.
Several Ancient Overlords were present in the Foreign Domain where Lu Ban ca from, but as far as Lu Ban knew, they were all sealed, or at least in his realm of knowledge, there were no Ancient Overlords currently walking the Earth.
As for the Abandoned Capital, Lu Ban couldn’t be certain.
He had once seen a woman in a cheongsam hiding her face behind a fan. Although such attire was common in the Abandoned Capital, that ti, Lu Ban had distinctly felt sothing was off. Looking back now, that might have been a high-ranking being.
Furthermore, when he saw the myriad eyes of the Abandoned Capital’s ruler, they did not match the slumbering Ancient Overlord behind the guarded gates of the Ancient Capital.
It’s possible that the Abandoned Capital also possesses more than one Ancient Overlord.
Moreover, Lu Ban surmised based on Byron’s words that the awakening of these Ancient Overlords was far more advanced than those great beings on Earth, which were thoroughly sealed and plunged into a state of blind stupidity.
As for the entity that needed to be suppressed, Lu Ban associated it with Taoist Crane Cry’s identity, feeling that it was either the Lord of the Mountains Fang Geng or the sealed Sludge Monster.
“…So, just by moving a painting, one can let that thing’s power leak out and cause so special events. I was always supposed to use this thod to make Mr. Bronning’s family give up on this mansion,” Byron continued to say as Lu Ban pondered.
His strategy was simple, through the information provided by Gaude, by moving those paintings, the slightest release of power from the subdued one would cause a minor pollution that would lead to hallucinations in people. By then, the unworldly children of the Bronning family would deem this place a house of malevolence, and with Gaude’s offer to help sell at that mont, he could acquire Storm Villa at a low price.
It sounded like courting death, and in actuality, it was indeed courting death.
Not to ntion that the pollution’s effect on people was irreversible, thinking one could harness the power of those great beings was in itself an arrogance.
Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is.
No one could guarantee that these paintings hadn’t been moved before, nor could anyone assure that moving them would only lead to “a little bit” of pollution. It was more likely that the paintings Mr. Bronning had collected here couldn’t contain the pollution seeping out anymore, which exaggerated everyone’s emotions, distorted their sanity, and led to hallucinations like Lily trying to strangle herself and Stone shooting himself in the head.
Upon this realization, Lu Ban gained a new understanding of the goal of this mission.
Perhaps the nine days of The Conjuring was not so ploy to revive Bronning, but on the ninth day after Bronning’s death, the seal here would completely fail, allowing the suppressed Evil God to erge.
Only then would it be worthy of the [tamorphosis] difficulty.
Clearly, had they just killed this highly suspicious Byron earlier, they probably wouldn’t have received this information. Everyone would feel that the source of the problem had been dealt with, peacefully awaiting the ninth day’s arrival, only to be directly dispatched under the pollution of the revived Divine Beings.
But on the other hand, if one truly acted according to logic, after Stone discovered the location of Gaude’s internal organs, it was absolutely impossible to believe Byron’s words. Byron would be treated as a monster. In other words, the more rational a person is, the less likely they are to see the problem. It is only when rationality is reduced to a certain level that one might choose this path.
An illogical choice turns out to be the most logical one in this context.
The difficulty of this mission seems to be partly right here.
Therefore, Lu Ban and his team’s mission had now turned into finding the seal node inside this mansion before the Soul Summoning Night of the ninth day and perfect it.
And that seal node is probably Taoist Crane Cry’s “inheritance” or “Soul Device”.
With this thought, Lu Ban suddenly had an inspiration. He looked at Stone and solemnly posed a question.
“You said we ca to attend Mr. Bronning’s funeral, so… where is his body?”
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