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A thunder blasted the sky, and a few seconds later, heavy rain fell, completely isolating the world outside the castle under the water curtain.

Ji Qiming couldn't help flinching, and looked away from the window. After the heavy rain fell, the background music became more eerie, adding a bit of eerie feeling to this death mission.

The most important thing in a reasoning game is to talk to NPCs to collect information. This "Crossing Online" is still a game no matter how cheating it is. Ji Qiming and Wu Ming took the time to go around the room,

More or less collected a lot of information.

"So besides the prince who wants to survive and Fenrir who wants to win the prince's favor, the nagging Cassandra and Crotor also support the implementation of the Seance because of their curiosity about black magic... Mi Caleb, Delphi, and Miranda are all loyal believers of the church, and they sneer at the Seance... As for the prince's steward, Mephistos, Munster, and Leah, they all act as if they have nothing to do with them. Is it from the neutral group?" Ji Qiming summed up the collected information distressedly, and took a quill to scribble on the paper, "Medea's attitude is also very unclear, and it's good and bad for a while, I don't know. Which side does she support, maybe she is also neutral?"

"Do not,

I have an idea..." Wu Ming took the pen and paper from Ji Qiming's hand, looked down at the names of the groups that had been divided into groups, crossed out two names with a pen, and re-wrote in the "support" group.

"Hello,

This doesn't look right. "Ji Qiming said nervously, "You really think so?"If I make a mistake, the number will be deleted! "

"Let's take a gamble." Wu Ming smiled confidently, "If I guess right, this game won't be so confusing."

Beep, the system prompts: "The seance meeting is about to be held. Players are requested to fill in the group answers. If they do not fill in the answers within one minute, they will be deemed to have given up automatically and will be punished by deleting the account immediately."

There was no time for them to hesitate.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop.

Ji Qiming chose to trust Wu Ming without hesitation, and quickly filled in the group answers on the form.

[Support: Prince Adrian, Earl Fenrir,

Cassandra, Crotor,

Medea,

Michael

Neutral: Steward Mephistos, Knight Munster,

Leah

Against: Baron Delphi,

Miranda]

Surprisingly, there are many more people in the support group than in the opposition group, and the person who worries Ji Qiming the most is Michael.

──Whether that guy is a real archangel or not, he doesn't look like someone who would support the Seance. Is this judgment really okay?

Ding, the system Tianyin: "The player Doraemon answered the questions correctly, successfully passed the level, and was awarded the title: Eye of the Eye, and successfully obtained the task reward Tarot card [The Fool], the next chapter of the story begins."

In reality, Ji Qiming curiously poked Wu Ming's waist lying on the gaming chair next to him, and said in a low voice, "Did you get the card?"

Wu Ming nodded,

He replied: "The Pope. I don't know what it means. It should be some important prop. Let's keep it for now."

"You mean, why did you assign Michael to the supporting group?" Ji Qiming still couldn't figure it out, "Isn't he that Archangel?"

"He is, or at least, the reincarnation of that archangel." Wu Ming smiled, "And the reason why he supports the Seance,

Probably because he wanted to meet a demon king who might be summoned. "

Ji Qiming suddenly realized, and then said: "But the devil is not so easy to summon, right?"

"Not necessarily, if there is the person His Majesty has always wanted to see here."

They did not chat further, because the Prince's steward suddenly opened the door and invited everyone to the furnished room.This is a small room, the windows have been closed tightly, and the thick velvet curtains have been drawn, so that even a little light cannot penetrate.The most eye-catching furnishings in the room are the large round table in the center and the thirteen chairs surrounding it. The nameplates have been placed in front of the seats, and everyone has taken their seats.

"Everyone, please hold the hands of the person next to you." The butler placed the lit candle in the center of the table, then took his seat, and held the hands of the prince and Earl Fenrir sitting next to him, " No matter what happens next, please don't let go of your clenched hands, otherwise, you may encounter misfortune."

Ji Qiming swallowed his saliva, held Wu Ming's hand tightly,

Sitting on the other side of him was Croto, she turned her head to look at Ji Qiming in disgust, and stretched out her palm as if giving alms,

Xu held Ji Qiming's palm.

The touch as if covered in powder and the cold temperature made Ji Qiming tremble violently, but he didn't dare to let go, so he could only hold it weakly, praying in his heart that this messy seance would end quickly .

"Next, Earl Fenrir and I will chant the incantation for summoning spirits. This incantation will be chanted three times. Please join us in singing after memorizing the words." The butler continued.

When everyone at the table held hands, Earl Fenrir and the butler began to chant a long incantation at the same time. The unknown language flowed from their mouths, but it was like a strange and beautiful prayer. Song.Although Ji Qiming didn't understand the meaning, but as the two men chanted, the syllables of the mantra appeared in his mind, so he also opened his mouth and hummed softly.

More and more people joined in the singing, and when everyone started singing, the surrounding air became tense, the sound of rain outside the window became louder, and the temperature inside the house became lower and lower, as if something It is about to tear the space and descend in front of everyone.

Ji Qiming suddenly discovered with sharp eyes that there was a black mist behind everyone, surrounding the entire round table. He peeked under the table from the corner of his eye and found that his legs had been submerged in the black mist. Moreover, the black mist continued to spread upwards, but it stopped when it reached their calves, as if they were afraid of something.

──is the incantation they chanted in fear,

Or their clenched hands?

The black mist tentatively extended its tentacles to the inside of the round table,

Then it shrank back violently like an electric shock, Ji Qiming watched it circle around the crowd looking for weak spots, and then a little bit of black mist seemed to find a gap, seeping from between Croto's empty fingers. He went in and drifted towards the only light in the room, the candle on the table.

The flame of the candle visibly swayed, and Fenrir said happily: "Great! There is a response!"

It was only then that Ji Qiming realized that everyone seemed to be unable to see this strange and terrifying black mist,

They could only see the flame of the candle twisted into strange shapes,

Ji Qiming squinted his eyes and tried hard to distinguish, and finally saw a word: "D...I...E...Dead??"

The air in the center of the round table suddenly began to twist strangely, as if a transparent film suddenly appeared above the round table, and someone tried to tear the film and pass through. Everyone who saw this scene almost held their breath and asked questions repeatedly. Forgot all.

A thin slit was carved out of that space, and a slender finger protruded from that slit. Ji Qiming didn't even dare to take a breath, and stared blankly at the hand slowly protruding out.

"No!!" Michael suddenly stood up and let go of Medea and Munster's hands at the same time. The barrier blocking the black mist disappeared in an instant, and the black mist rushed into the round table like a flood that broke a bank, The trembling candle flame was blown out all of a sudden, and the space crack in the midair also disappeared abruptly, as if it had never appeared before.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Ji Qiming could only hear the heavy breathing in the room. Fortunately, he still held Wu Ming's hand tightly. Even if it was data, that warm palm was as warm as Wu Ming's. , can always provide Ji Qiming with a strong backing.

Ji Qiming's beating heart suddenly relaxed, as if as long as Wu Ming was by his side, he would be fearless.