The reason why Luca was being hunted was simple, because not long ago, he dressed up as a Ragnar cultist and tried to sneak into the Isabel Building, the headquarters of the Ragnar cult.
This plan naturally failed. The reason was not only because of the highly recognizable scarf, but also because this guy couldn't wait to take pictures everywhere as soon as he stepped into the building, even including the security guard at the door of the building.
By the way, the guard's photo was taken again, which is also the most important reason why he was discovered.
But perhaps it was because the Ragnarists never imagined that Isabel Tower would be invaded, because people who came to Vigrid either had passes or were Ragnarists. After a long time, Luca was finally discovered by the guard, but he had already taken a memory card full of photos. But fortunately, even if this guy slipped to the door, the guard thought he had just come in.
Yes, Luca bought another camera, again with a loan. Now he not only has to pay back the car loan, but also the camera and lens loans.
"Are you French? I can barely hear your accent, but your behavior and the behavior of wearing a scarf and tie at the same time made me doubt your nationality. Do the French like Louis XIV so much? ?Would you rather strangle yourself than wear a tie?" Salomon said, "You actually want to fall in love with a young girl while running for your life. You are as stupid as Voltaire's Pangloss."
"This accusation is too much. I have watched "Innocent", but it does not mean that I believe in Leibniz's optimism. Moreover, wearing a tie is an attitude towards life and a privilege for adults! Obviously, you still Not at this age." Luka retorted, "What's more, meeting a young and beautiful girl in such a tense and exciting environment, and looking for joy in this cruel world full of messy monsters, don't you think it's very good? Is it romantic? What is your nationality?"
"U.K."
"Ah!"
"I have no intention of arguing with you about these metaphysical things, slave of consumerism, just work hard to repay the loan. I don't think I have to work, even when I am an adult." Salomon curled his lips and said , "Now, I can't contact Bayonetta, but I also know that she is here, so I came to find her. Come on, let me see the intelligence you collected, the information that can satisfy your dirty and obscene voyeuristic desires s things."
"Why are you so mean to me, Salomon, are all wizards like this? I suspect you are still in school at Hogwarts, and your Head of House is Professor Severus Snape. Damn it. Pure blood, damn capitalist. By the way, I like Gryffindor." Luka muttered as he put the camera in front of the mystic, "Remember your promise!"
"Shut up, I didn't ask you about your preferences, you stupid lion. Of course I will abide by my promise, provided that you abide by it too." Salomon checked the photos in the memory card under Luca's guidance. After a while, he saw something extremely terrifying. He pointed at the photo and said to Luca, "Ha! I really didn't expect you to go into such a deep place! It seems that I found the wrong person."
"Of course, I'm a reporter." Luka suddenly became elated, "You're welcome to praise me more."
But Salomon ignored him and continued to examine the photos. That extremely terrifying thing looked very ordinary. It was a bright red coffin standing on a huge pillar. It looked full of metal texture. A metal spike pierced out from the chest of the humanoid coffin. A pipe connected to the coffin carried crimson liquid. There are many more things like this, but Luka didn't have the chance to investigate this thing in depth.
He didn't realize what it was when he took this photo, but Salomon only relied on his extraordinary eyesight to distinguish a few small runes and see them at a glance. Although this thing is wrapped in something very technological, its core operating principle is magic, and the crimson liquid is nothing but blood.
I'm afraid these are the remains of those dead witches. After those witches died, their huge amount of magic power was still preserved in their souls. The function of these coffins was to imprison the souls, and then extract the magic power from them to supply the operation of the Isabel Building or other things.
This device may have been functioning for hundreds of years, and something that requires such a huge amount of magic must not be simple.
Salomon frowned tightly, and he kept thinking: What exactly is Baldr offering? How is he going to use Theresa to achieve his goals? Is it a magic similar to suggestion? But that little guy couldn't even hold a knife tightly, how could he hurt someone?
The doubts about the Isabel Building made Salomon quite worried. He asked Luca in detail where each photo was taken. These photos also gave Salomon an excellent indication of what he would pass by after entering the building, and what he might encounter. order. Although Salomon didn't like Luca's liberal style, this guy was indeed extremely talented as a reporter, and his investigation also reduced a lot of trouble for Salomon's actions.
But he had to find Bayonetta first and give her a clear route.
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In the Barda Room on the top floor of the Isabel Building, in the strange space inlaid on the ceiling that overflows with warm light, the angel who was originally as tall as a man was as small as an ant flapping its wings. The angel wrapped in energy The blurry figure becomes clearer day by day. A huge, metallic female face has become clear, including the towering golden bun and the dense, creepy white human face decorations on it.
"The two eyes that control the world are about to come together. The resurrection of Jubilus is just around the corner. The angels are fantasizing as usual. You are the sacrifice for the resurrection of the 'Left Eye'. Our wishes are the same, and everything is to achieve them." Our long-cherished wish. Yes, light, darkness, humanity, all to create a new world."
Baldur, the lumen sage, stood under this warm light. As his voice became louder and louder, countless angels flew from the strange space towards the real world. The light around Baldur also gradually changed from orange-red warm light to There was a bright white light, and as they got closer, the light around him became more dazzling.
"Hahaha!" Baldr raised his hands and shouted, "Go, angels, sacrifice yourself and become the cornerstone of awakening the 'Left Eye'. The glory of Jubilus will always be with you! Go, let my dear daughter realize her own strength, let my sweetheart know what kind of mission she has. There is no need to hold back, and there is no need to worry about her failure. Only through this game will my daughter understand her. With true power, she will understand the meaning of her existence!”
"I love you so much, my daughter." Different from the previous high-pitched speech, Badr's last words seemed extremely weak. Only he could hear it. At the same time, he lowered his head, half of his golden mask covering his eyes. expression.
"Become the god of the new world with me, Ceresa."
