Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

"Hugh, what is this?"

Forsi pointed to the round eye pupils on the back of her hand. She was very confused as to why she came to Tingen City and woke up with this thing on the back of her right hand.

"What?" Xio, who was holding the newspaper, turned around and saw Forsi, who was tinkering with the eye symbol mark on the drummer's back. She was now like a lively cat.

"This is the Erudite Society!"

"Yes, not only that, I also have a lot of knowledge about the extraordinary world in my mind." Forsi said lazily.

"I don't know whether these contents are true."

"Well, maybe you can ask... I suggest you go to church." Xio thought for a long time and gave her own suggestion.

"No need to go to church."

This made Forsi's PTSD-sounding voice sound, waking her up immediately.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Miss Amon appeared in front of the two people with a smile on her face.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's you!" The stuttering Forsi woke up from his daze like a cat with fried fur.

"Who are you?!" Xio looked at Amon with a serious expression.

Miss Amon tapped her chin with her finger and chuckled: "I'm Amon, don't worry, I'm just telling Fors the rules as the referee of this Stigma War."

"What is the Stigma War?" Xio asked the core question directly.

"The Stigmata War, this is a ritual, a... great ritual magic."

Amon's tone was not fast, and she told the two of them what the Stigmata War was as her own referee.

The cause of the Stigma War is very simple. In order to gain the attention of the Bodhisattva Society, Medea, the emissary of the Bodhisattva Society, drew ritual magic - the Stigmata War.

Participants in the Stigmata War need to defeat the other six contestants in the city of Tingen with the occult symbol mark of Bo Shizun they obtained - the Stigmata, and obtain the Stigmata in their hands.

After gathering the seven sacred marks, Bo Shizun lowered his gaze...

"The rule of the Stigma War is that there are no rules, no matter what method you use."

"Okay, now that the rules have been introduced, it's time to get down to business."

"What's the matter?" Xio looked at Amon suspiciously and warily.

Amon held his chin, looked Forsi up and down, and said when she wanted to speak.

"Your enemies are very strong. Compared to them, you have no hope of winning."

"Ah?" Forsi opened his big eyes in confusion.

What does it mean to have no hope?

"Perhaps you should call a descendant of a righteous god who can bring angels or descend from the gods the Holy Son."

"A person who has the offspring of an evil god, a divine creature, and very good luck."

"One that allows Sequence One angels to help directly."

"...Can I surrender?" Forsi asked seriously.

I'm just an ordinary low-sequence Beyonder. If you let me compete with these monsters and monsters on the same stage, aren't you looking down on me too much?

Xio clenched her fists and spoke bluntly: "We will lose."

"No, no, no." Miss Amon kept shaking her head.

She opened her palms, and in the palm of her hand was a ball of scarlet gems.

"You also have a chance of winning."

"ah??"

Didn't you just say that I have no chance of winning?

Why is it inconsistent now?

Amon explained patiently: "I took away the red moon curse from you, so you naturally have no chance of winning."

"But now, the Stigmata can suppress the Red Moon Curse, and you have the possibility of winning."

After saying that, Amon threw the scarlet gem to Forsi.

"Wait." Forsi, who took the gem, called to Amon who was about to leave, and asked with tangled eyes.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Let me be clear, I am not helping you." Miss Amon tapped her fingers lightly on the palm of her hand.

"The Red Moon Curse is because I am curious about this power. I leave it to you now because if you have no hope, the Stigmata War will be boring."

"I want to see what kind of extraordinary battles there will be between seven participants who have the potential to win the Stigma War."

"Thank you." Forsi finally thanked Amon.

Discussing people and deeds, regardless of heart.

Amon's several meetings before and after, from Forsi's perspective, he was indeed helping her.

After leaving the house, Amon pushed up the monocle in his right eye.

"Is this human's 'thank you'?"

"It's amazing."

"Obviously I have been achieving my goals, but she thanked me for it, thanked me from the bottom of her heart... Why?"

Shaking her head, Miss Amon gave up thinking about this issue.

"Human beings are truly incomprehensible creatures."

In the house, Forsi was sitting obediently on the sofa, facing the torture of a height of 1.5 meters.

"Forsi, what's the curse?"

"Hugh, I..." Forsi's eyes wandered from side to side, thinking in his heart how he had deceived her.

Regarding the curse, Xio had actually always had speculations.

However, Forsi was fooled every time, causing Xio to think that this was just an ordinary sealed artifact with negative effects.

But now, this curse allows Forsi to defeat these...perverted enemies.

How could she still believe Forsi's lies?

"Tell me the truth."

"What is your Red Moon Curse! Why can you fight against these...monsters!"

If you continue like this, I will use extraordinary power!

Hearing this hidden meaning, Forsi lowered his head and said nothing.

Curse, the curse of the red moon. Forsi didn't dare, couldn't, and didn't want to let Xio get involved.

This is very unfair.

Xio also wanted to clear her father's wrongdoing, so...she shouldn't die under the curse.

"Forsi, I can bear it with you." Xio held Forsi's hand, her eyes particularly determined.

"Tell me, I want to know the truth. Don't bear the burden alone. I can help you!"

"Forsi, don't carry it alone, we are family."

bear?

The Curse of the Red Moon…

For some unknown reason, the stigma suddenly let Forsi know the reason.

A powerful god, an extraordinary person who is only one step away from becoming a god. He can be called the king of kings among the strongest angels. His whispering calls come from his curse.

Suppressing what he wanted to say, Forsi tightened his fingers.

Can't say, can't tell Xio!

Xio must be let go!

Forsi had only one idea - to keep Xio out of it.

So...sorry.

"Sorry, Hugh."

"Forsi...why?"

Xio wanted to say something else, but Forsi directly used extraordinary power.

【Crimson】

【Sleeping】

【Forgetting】

Under the influence of several different extraordinary powers, the mystical language leveraged the intellectual destiny opened up by Bo Shizun of Tingen City. Xio fell straight to the ground and fell into a coma.

Due to the extraordinary power leveraged by Mr. Gate's personality, Forsi achieved "instant kill".

"So, am I so strong?" Forsi thought mockingly.

Is it powerful?

Yes, a most powerful person from the King of Angels who comes from the top of the sequence and is only one step away from becoming a god in a ritual. What is the level of his filtered babble? !

Forsi didn't know how to calculate it, but through this personal power, coupled with his identity as the owner of the stigmata, and the geographical location of Tingen City... he could kill a Hugh instantly without even feeling the spiritual drain.

"Amon."

——The occult language within the knowledge of stigmata.

"Welcome to your most pious messenger, Amon." A black-gray crow appeared in front of Forsi.

The feathers are lustrous and gorgeous. It is like a bird carrying death in its mouth, containing occult elements such as death.

The crow wears a monocle on its right eye, making it look like an innocent magical animal.

"Get Hugh to a safe place."

"Oh, dear Miss Fors, your messenger Amon will complete your order."

The crow quacked, and then Xio was teleported away by Amon to a safe location.

Forsi took off Amon's eyes, pinched the scarlet gem and the glasses together, and then pressed them on her right eye.

Stinging, crazy, gibbering... Forsi didn't know what it was. She shed bloody tears and gritted her teeth to fuse them with her eyes.

The right eye is as bright as a solidified gem, with a looming figure flashing in the scarlet luster, and a door standing proudly above the galaxy.

Forsi opened his hands and chanted softly.

The great power that can stir up the natural world forms a black robe on her body, which is isolation ritual magic that can block divination, spiritual guidance and other contents.

Invisible wind waves rotated at will, and the stigmata opened a door to Forsi that she longed for.

The little crow Amon flapped its wings and landed on Forsi's shoulder.