Summoner of Nightmares

613. Chapter 613

    Chapter 613

    bang bang bang bang bang…

    Short leather boots stepped on the wooden floor and made a slight scream.

    Perola micro is overlooking, looking for the direction of the sound.

On the

    side of the hall of Gomburg, open doors are a vast path.

    At this point, a young man in purple’s shirt was slowed down.

    Men’s footsteps stopped, and it seemed like he saw Peola’s sight, and he looked at it with his little face, pure purple’s eyes.

    He seemed to recognize Perola’s identity, but nothing meant to say hello to her.

    Perola’s original leisure expression, stalled.

    She knew each other, that man was the brother of that young man who had been chasing her, Dickas.

    Dicas is said to have now taken over the entire family industry.

    Don’t look at each other’s age just a few years older than her, but, in fact, he’s already the top man who can sit in peace with Paolo’s father.

    Perola doesn’t like this man, because every time she sees him, she can’t see her own shadow from each other’s eyes.

    This man in his eyes, besides himself, can’t pretend to be anyone.

    And besides that, she would have been able to feel a very difficult sense of danger from each other.

    Dinkas slowed through the door, moved towards the far direction.

    He stretched his hand lightly to his physical tie.

    “Not long ago, this is the starting point of all destiny. Ready?” He’s slowing down his mind and screaming.

    “Of course, this side is well prepared to deliver it at any time. What did you just see?” In the mind, a young woman suddenly rings.

    “A poor sacrifice.” Dicas calmly answered. “This inferior world, as fast as possible, my patience is dying.”

    They’ve been prepared too long for this arrival.

    It is not easy to seize the source in this world. But it’s been planned for so long, and it’s finally been harvested.

    Next, as long as everything goes smoothly, this world will be the starting point, with a big change.

    That was the crucial moment when they took the source of the boundary.

    “But on the assumption that this altar will act as planned. Perola, as a prize, must guarantee the key.”

    Dinkas carefully crawled, and they cheated on the pollen group in order to seize the source of the border, so that it took so many years. Finally, the harvest time.

    So the more to the end, the more to be careful.

    “Don’t worry, the rest of the ceremony is ready, and before the sacrifice, the great Lord of Black Prison will succeed. By then, the world will be covered in the shadow of God.

    And then, in combination with the altar, the power of the Black Prison will cover the world! “The woman in the head will come to the top of the smile.

    “Good.” Dicas slowly crossed the door and moved towards leaving Gomburg. Soon it disappeared at the end of the corridor.

    Perola, relax a little bit.

    That man just now, I don’t know why, every time she sees each other, she feels full of marijuana, and she doesn’t feel a lot of fear and chimney in her heart.

    “This is a terrifying man.” Perola’s heart is comfortable and continues to talk about it on the rainlight.

    Not long ago, she felt a little sleepy, washed back to her room, changed to sleep, and planned to rest.

    Just lying down to bed, and suddenly she felt something wrong under the pillow.

    She stretched her hand and didn’t find anything.

    Think about it. She suddenly pulled her pillow and threw white under the bottom out. Then bring a glass of water from the bed closet, light your fingers and brush it on the surface.

    It was a trick she used to play with mother when she was a kid, and it was fun, and she used to play a voice game with Mother.

    I just didn’t think the mother started using this message again.

    Such a message, once a sign is found, will last only five minutes and the wind will disappear.

    So just after the painting, Perola saw the sign slowing down, and immediately began to identify it.

    The sign is not a simple general language, but rather a special symbol that has been encrypted in the dark language.

    Perola, a word of an antidote came out.

    “Don’t trust anyone. Everyone around you will kill you, including you father, run away!”

    after each and everyone’s translations came out, Perola felt weird at first, but at the end of the sentence. She suddenly slipped her head, stalled.

    “What do you mean?”

    She’s a little unbelievable, and she’s been translating it again.

    This encryption was known only by her and mother, together with a single message under the pillow, and was the silence of their mother and daughter for two years.

    So she’s convinced of the content here.

    Once again translated, the contents of the note remained unchanged and remained the paragraph that had just been recognized.

    Perola stayed in bed and felt a little upset.

    “Mother… why did you leave this?”

    She quickly picked up the phone, hesitated, or dialed the mother’s cell phone.

    Just a little bit of a busy noise from the phone, making her heart more disturbed.

    “Mother said she was going out for a while, but she couldn’t even call?”

    Perola also made a number of calls successively, followed by a telephone recording message, which can be communicated to the other party immediately once there is a signal.

    Put the phone down, she’s late, and she could have called Dad.

    Just thinking about mother’s message, she’s got a little panic in her head, and she’s going to press the lower number, and she’s staying.

    Sit in bed, she’s thinking carefully, and emotional slows down.

    “First of all, I need to make sure that this is not the way people imitate mother, and give me the prank.”

    “Secondly, I need to contact mother in a timely manner to determine the authenticity of the message. If it is true that, as she has left a message, it is very likely that all the means of contact I have now been monitored.”

    Eldest Young Lady, an extremely flower group, is well aware of the extent to which the group forces of his family can do.

    That’s why she stopped calling.

    “Well, I need to find a man who even mother thinks can be trusted to help me find the truth.”

    Just think about it for a while, and there was some sad discovery that no one around could make her truly trustworthy.

    Even if it was a little close to some cousins, it would not be possible to share that mystery.

    For some time, she did not feel like opening the rainlight, moving towards hope, sending some of the requests for advice, and also sending her case to each other.

    At least on the rainbow light, it will never be involved in this potentially huge plot.

    So, on the rainbow, these people who do not have conflict of interest are trustworthy.

    The message will soon be transmitted up.

    It is hoped that there will be no immediate response.

    Perola turned off the lights, seeming some confusion, some fear, lying in bed, while pulling them up to cover their heads.

    In her heart, there is, in fact, a kind of depression in her own right now, slowly approaching.

    (This chapter is over)