The First Gospel Chapter 97 Link
Magic Corner in the morning.
This was the second time Gu Yun came to this place full of magical atmosphere.
The number of tourists who came here to visit was obviously more than double that of the last time, thanks to the publicity of the last "abnormal incident". The incident of spitting out a live frog from the mouth was widely circulated on the Internet, attracting quite a number of people who like to watch the fun, so much so that the staff had to put up a sign in front of the [Witches Freemasonry] saying "Work area, no entry for unauthorized persons".
Avril asked the staff for a black robe that was several sizes larger than her and wrapped herself tightly in it.
She had heard from her seniors that one of the witches had established a base in the Magic Corner of City X. It was true that she could recognize other witches, but other witches could also recognize her, and the "reconnaissance" range of her seniors was obviously much wider than hers.
Fortunately, she was petite and could hide completely behind Gu Yun.
only……
She didn't understand why Gu Yun had been leaning on the railing with a sullen look on his face, staring at the sign of "Witches Freemasonry" since he arrived here.
"Um...what are you looking at?"
After knowing that Gu Yun would not hit her, Avril dared to ask questions.
"I had a dream yesterday, and it seemed like this was the location."
The dream fragments were discontinuous to begin with, and after waking up, Gu Yun could remember even fewer details. He could only vaguely recall that he saw An Ling in his dream, but as for what the latter did and what she said to him at the time, he really couldn't remember clearly.
On the other hand, there is no scientific basis for judging An Ling's whereabouts through dreams. People often say that you dream about something at night, and it may be that he was anxious about An Ling's disappearance all day, so he couldn't help but dream about An Ling after falling asleep.
"I think... the dream might not be accidental."
Avril said cautiously, "The apprentice's spell book seems to have recorded a spell about dreams. As long as it is performed properly, it seems that it can convey messages through dreams."
In fact, not everyone was willing to join the witch society. The mistress did not send them an invitation letter, but directly tied them into the society.
"There was a psychic among my fellow apprentices who was said to know many witchers. On the first night she was captured, she tried to use that spell to tip off the witchers."
Avril still remembered what the other person looked like - she was the oldest among the same batch of apprentices. Although they had not been in contact for a long time, Avril got through the most difficult first day with her comfort and encouragement.
She still remembered that before she fell asleep, the other person came to her bed and touched her head.
"Then what?"
"And then she never woke up again."
Avril's face turned pale. "She was lying on the bed motionless. When we pulled back the quilt to check, we found that her body had been cut open by someone else."
There was no blood, but there were wounds all over his body.
The senior was already used to this and just asked people to carry the body out.
Then, Avril learned that dreams are a very dangerous and disordered world, which is directly linked to human imagination. Once the spell deviates or the caster's magic power is insufficient, they will be sent to an unknown dream, which may be a sweet dream or a nightmare.
If the person Gu Yun was looking for could accurately enter his dream on the first night... didn't that mean that her talent was even higher than that of a psychic?
"Maybe, I can find a way to get in touch with her."
"How to do?"
"They may perform the summoning ritual soon." Avril hesitated for a long time before continuing, "In principle, the summoning ritual itself is a directional teleportation spell. If the stability is destroyed, you may be teleported in front of her."
"That's it."
"But there is a chance that the transmission may go awry."
Witchcraft is an extremely profound science. Every material and every spell has its unique meaning. Once the stability is destroyed, the consequences will develop in an unexpected direction.
Gu Yun might be transported to the other party's front, or he might be transported to the wilderness, or even to the deep sea ten thousand meters below.
As an apprentice, she could not guarantee the accuracy of the teleportation ceremony.
"A 50% chance is already the limit..."
"Then add another 50%."
Gu Yun placed the sleepy white rabbit on Avril's shoulder. He knew nothing about witchcraft, but as long as he had this white rabbit, the success rate should be increased to at least 200%.
What does 200% mean?
That means that not only will he be accurately teleported to An Ling, he may even receive some small gifts during the teleportation process.
Avril nodded.
Now they have to pin all their hopes on a wobbly rabbit. Although this matter is unreliable from beginning to end, even the mistress with powerful magic wants to get this white rabbit, so it must be unique.
"By the way, before that, there is something I need to explain in advance."
Gu Yun said, "After I leave, you stay here and wait for me. Don't have any bad ideas, especially don't try to take it for yourself - this is for your own good. This rabbit will bite, and it hurts."
He himself has a deep understanding of this.
The billboard that fell from high altitude only made his nose bleed, but the rabbit was able to bite through his skin in one bite. If it were an ordinary person, its teeth would probably have pierced through his bones in one bite.
This is no longer a question of whether to eat the rabbit or not, but if you make it angry, the rabbit may eat you.
"I understand!" Avril looked at Gu Yun, then at the lazy white rabbit on his shoulder, "I'm not going anywhere, please don't bite me!"
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the other side.
Led by a fierce witch, An Ling and her group came to an open space with an artificial lake next to it and overgrown grass and trees on the other side. They were on a slope.
One of the six people who came yesterday has mysteriously disappeared, but no one mentioned this along the way. An Ling mingled among the group, not daring to say anything or ask anything, but this did not prevent her inner world from being turbulent.
The spell book distributed to her recorded a spell related to dreams. Yesterday, she tried to send a distress signal to Gu Yun according to the spell recorded in the book.
An Ling had a natural trust in Gu Yun, because she had been saved twice by Gu Yun in less than a month . To be honest, the first two times she felt that she had no way to repay him, but this time she felt much calmer, after all, she didn't have to worry about the debt.
I couldn't pay it back once, let alone twice.
As for three times, four times, five times...
cough!
In short, she believed that Gu Yun would appear in front of her at the most critical moment.
So, witch over there, don't be happy too soon, because you have been targeted by a mysterious force!
At least An Ling has achieved a delicate balance in her inner world.
"Before you become witches, there is one more thing you must do."
Before he could finish his words, a giant three-headed dog descended from the sky and stood between the witch and the apprentices.
An Ling stared at the horrible creature with its bloody mouth wide open and drooling on the ground, and blinked a few times.
This time, she could see it clearly!
This thing...
It was several times more terrifying than she had imagined!
She couldn't help but wonder how Gu Yun had been able to take down five of these huge monsters with one punch each when they were downstairs of her house?
"Oh, that's good."
There was a hint of admiration in the witch's eyes - when the three-headed dog appeared, only two of the five people were still standing.
Two of the other three fell to the ground, and the other screamed and hid behind a tree.
