Immediately, Triss felt the surrounding temperature drop sharply, as if countless dangers were seeping out from the flame.

A word flashed through her mind, it was a reminder from Gehrman Sparrow: "Be careful of Mr. 'Gate'."

He is indeed a person with that level of messenger... His understanding of "Mr. Door" and his grasp of my plan may be more in-depth and precise than I imagined... Triss took a slow breath and patiently waited for the follow-up Variety.

In the blink of an eye, she felt that the void in the room became "thinner" a lot, and many places were indistinct, as if there were a large number of indescribable, strange and dangerous creatures hiding behind.

The dark and expanding flames slowly turned, turning into a huge, deep and hidden crimson vortex.

While the vortex was turning, an ethereal voice that could pierce the spirit finally came from the bottom: "...Chick?"

As soon as Triss heard this sound, the blood vessels in the forehead of Triss jumped, as if countless steel needles had been pierced into her head, and she was stabbing the stirring steel needles frantically.

With no wind, her black hair rose on its own, and each strand became a little thicker, while the skin of her face became transparent, and the blood vessels protruded one after another, densely packed like a spider's web.

After a lot of effort, Triss finally controlled herself, and heard the voice that was enough to make most Extraordinary people gradually lose control and said with a low laugh: "It seems that it is Chick's favored person...

"We watched the second 'blasphemy slab' together...and were able to surpass Sequence 1...the only ones who survived until now...should be 'craftsman', Chick, and me..."

Triss ignored Mr. "Gate"'s exclamation, and said with a distorted expression: "Dear Mr. "Gate", I have something to ask you."

"Let's talk... The years lost in the dark and trapped in the storm are too boring... It's rare that someone can chat with me..." Still in the slowly rotating deep vortex, the terrifying voice didn't change much. replied.

The muscles on Triss' face unconsciously twitched a few times, but she still couldn't adapt to the raving voice of the evil god.

She waited for a few seconds before saying: "...I want to know if there is any abnormal way to enter the nine secret mausoleums built by the 'Blood Emperor' Tudor to promote the 'Black Emperor'."

I don't know where he is, Mr. "Gate" who heard the voice through the endless void let out a erratic laugh: "So it's because of this...

"It's not difficult... I'll give you a symbol... You collect the blood of extraordinary people from different paths, mix them together... Contaminate them with spirituality, draw that symbol in the void in front of the mausoleum, and you will be able to Open the secret passage leading inside..."

While this being was speaking, the dark vortex separated sparks one after another, forming a rather complicated symbol in midair.

It's like a series of doors that are stacked chaotically in order from large to small, without end.

Triss resisted the tearing pain of the spirit body, wrote down the symbol, and then sought confirmation: "Must there be twenty-two extraordinary paths?

"Each path only needs the blood of one Extraordinary, no matter what his sequence is?

"Approximately how much blood is needed for each pathway?"

Mister "Gate" still replied in the same raving state just now: "Yes...it doesn't need much...a small tube is enough...guaranteed to finish drawing that symbol..."

Although Triss distorted her expression due to pain, she still couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth and showing a little smile when she got the key information.

This, combined with her overall expression, is very eerie and makes her look like a crazy person.

After completing the main purpose, Triss asked again in order to have a smooth follow-up cooperation with Gehrman Sparrow: "The Abraham family wants to know how to get rid of the ancient curse on them."

The dark vortex was silent for a few seconds, then sighed and said: "Arranging such a ceremony... to sacrifice one demigod of the path of 'Seer', 'Apprentice', and 'Thiefer'... When I escape from the storm, Pierce the darkness... that curse shall cease to exist..."

Triss was not interested in how the Abraham family got rid of the ancient curse. After getting the answer, she couldn't bear it any longer. She thanked Mr. "Gate" and began to suspend the ceremony.

However, Mr. "Men" did not attempt to confuse, threaten, or pollute.

After the dark vortex of fire light disintegrated and the ceremony ended, Triss began to meditate and spent nearly an hour calming down the influence of Mr. "Gate"'s ravings on her.

After finishing all this, Triss found a pen and paper, reproduced the symbol provided by Mr. "Gate", and described the answers to the two questions in detail. JrNovels.com