Chapter 303: Lucifer's Hand

In the Ngaliema district of Kinshasa, the most prosperous commercial district, a thirty-story building sits on a flat concrete floor, with two armed security guards standing at the door.

A man in a suit showed his employee ID. The hot and humid weather made him sweat profusely, and the armpits of his white shirt were covered with dark wet marks.

Walking into the building, the comfortable air conditioning made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ding Dong."

The elevator door opened to both sides, and the man pulled his tie uncomfortably, feeling that someone was following him for some reason.

Is work too stressful recently?

There are very few people who can work in commercial buildings, not to mention ordinary people like him who have no political or military background. Even if he noticed something strange, the man had to swallow his saliva and bite the bullet to walk into the elevator.

In the narrow and claustrophobic space, the sense of being peeped became more and more serious, and he nervously pressed the floor.

"Ding Dong."

The moment the elevator door closed, he was obviously the only one there, and a floor button suddenly lit up.

Ghost, ghost!

The man immediately pressed the button to open the door, but it was too late. He wanted to press the button again from the second floor to make up for it, but he felt someone on the back of his hand.

"Shh."

The sound scared him so much that his brain crashed. He subconsciously curled up in a corner, pressed against the wall, and stared blankly at the floors from 1 to 12.

When the door opened, a bright, spacious, simple and atmospheric office came into view. The pattern of poppies was printed on the glass door of the front desk, and the company logo was written in Flemish.

The front desk saw the stiff man and sat up in confusion.

"Sir, what can I do for you--"

A faint breeze blew past her ears, and the invisible breath beside the man rushed out, and then some kind of energy burst out, which lasted less than twenty seconds.

"Pah, pah, pah."

The blood flowed out of the office, forming a trail on the ground, extending to the front of the man. The invisible object blocked the elevator door that was about to close automatically, and then returned to his side.

"Ahhh!"

Before the elevator door closed, the last thing the man saw was the horrified face of the receptionist, the steaming blood flowing from the neat office, and the scene of someone smashing the window and jumping from the 16th floor in panic.

He stood there motionless, like a marble statue.

"Ding Dong."

The elevator finally stopped at his workplace, and the man maintained the same posture until someone kicked him out.

"Since you are here, hurry up and go to work, don't be late."

The man stood there woodenly, the elevator door behind him closed, and the company's front desk looked at him with confusion, and screamed for a while.

"Why are you bleeding!"

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Lin An, who remained invisible, went down to the lobby and found a lazy sofa. While enjoying the cool air conditioning, he sorted out his harvest.

It was noon on the seventh day when he arrived in Kinshasa, and there were less than 12 hours left before the next reset.

The countess died in the rainforest. The mysterious people stationed in the Chamber of Commerce are far from being Lin An's opponents. Unlike Kevin, who is a direct descendant, these people are just ordinary employees and have no mysterious items.

After all, the family is a family. Even in the branch, there are 3 legendary and 5 disaster-level people stationed.

Lin An did not pay special attention to the number of ghost stories. As "Comos" is getting closer and closer, more people are about to awaken. For example, he thinks that the man in the elevator has a hint of becoming a mysterious person.

Although he is not on good terms with the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce, Lin An did not kill all the mysterious people. He only included a disaster-level entry called "Black Magic and Contract Book", and killed two legendary people by the way.

"Black Magic and Contract Book" was written by the famous poet and scholar Arthur Edward Waite. Arthur A.E. Waite was a member of the famous mystical group in the late 19th century and also one of the founders of the Waite Tarot School.

This magic book, sometimes called "The Book of Ceremonial Magic", was first published in 1898 and more widely distributed in 1910 under the title "The Book of Ceremonial Magic".

It details the rituals and mysteries of famous magic books from all over the Western Continent, including Gotic magic, witchcraft and hell necromancy, and sorts out the history and legends behind them, making a clear integration.

The Book of Ceremonial Magic also records some existing public magic books, such as the Key of Solomon, the Grimoire Verum, the Pseudo-Fourth Book of Cornelius Agrippa and the Great Red Dragon. It can be called an introductory encyclopedia of occultism in the last century.

Among the entries included by Lin An, [How to Light the Contract Candle] is included.

He looked at the two legendary entries. In fact, their power more or less conflicts with the entries that have been mastered, or the functions of the mysterious items obtained. At that time, they were included simply to quickly replenish the medium.

Using [How to Light the Contract Candle], Lin An stretched out his hand and held the two burning candles.

The flickering light was just the right brightness, almost gray, a bright golden arc in the darkness, slowly drifting across the entire spacious room, making the shape of each piece of furniture clearly discernible.

The weak flame, like a baby, conveyed a constant stream of warmth, casting a floating light and shadow on Lin An's face.

This candlelight was particularly charming, incomparable to the cold incandescent lamp, it allowed the eyes to see and rest, and was the perfect bridge between wakefulness and dreams.

Lin An looked at it for a while, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: I was fighting to protect the [World Tree] and my companions this time, not to kill people for the sake of obtaining entries. Would the captain still think that I was a formless ghost?

This is very human... right?

At this point, there are not many rules that can restrict Lin An from treating the mysterious as a medium to be walked. Most families will not shout and kill him just because a source-level killed a few low-rated mysterious people.

The only thing that constrains him is the memories of the past and the desire to become a human heart.

Pressing down his thoughts, Lin An arranged himself in the form of a contract triangle formation according to the records of "The Great Red Dragon".

The light surged, connecting the three symbols that foreshadowed the bridge of protection and communication, and the pattern of the inverted hexagram emerged, rising like a rubbing, and surrounding Lin An at a vertical angle.

It's done.

This is the first step in signing a contract with the devil - protecting yourself.

Lin An pulled out the Countess's shock stick from the Philosopher's Stone. After more than a month of washing, the traces of burning faded, and it was as smooth as new, like a short mahogany stick.

"Woo woo woo!"

Before Lin An used the entry in the "Great Magic Codex", fierce footsteps were heard, and a high-pitched siren sounded, and dozens of fully armed soldiers rushed into the hall.

"Listen up, people in the building, the Public Security Bureau received a report ten minutes ago..."

Lin An put away the green data and left in the opposite direction of their pace.

When he came to the Presidential Palace for the second time, the tiger roar that lingered in his ears was squeezed far away, and the tigers were driven back to the president's private zoo by the nervous servants.

Lin An did not meet Tshisekedi, who was chatting and laughing with his confidants on the same path.

It is estimated that he temporarily canceled his afternoon schedule after learning about the changes in the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce Office.

Having learned the lesson of being discovered by Tshisekedi after turning on the empty mode, Lin An did not dare to act rashly, and called up the map drawn a few days ago from the tablet he carried with him.

Two red lines meandered up to the president's office and the women's room.

After finishing the preparations, Lin An looked up and saw the sunset filling the sky, dyeing the deep blue sky into a dreamy pink. It was six o'clock in the afternoon.

"System, search for the method of 'finding the chief's hidden treasure'."

"According to the entry "The Master of Hidden Knowledge I: The Great Magic Book", a solution that meets the conditions was found - [Luciferge Rofukar's Hand]."

"Do you want to consume the medium 'War Emperor' x3, 'God of Truth' x1, 'Lord of Dreams' x1 to use it?"

"Use it."

The demonic text flowed into Lin An's mind. He raised his hand and wrote a line of Latin-like, but particularly twisted spells with the impact stick.

"Show yourself, Prime Minister of Hell, great treasurer, master of life and death, asylum seeker, loyal supporter of Lucifer, leader of the six generals, Lucifuge Rofocale!"

According to the "Great Magic Book", Lucifuge Rofocale is a demon who is in charge of the government of Hell under the order of Lucifer. Satan has given him the power to control all the treasures of the world, and he controls the treasure house of Hell together with another demon Mammon.

Lucifuge has a kind of almost fanatical and obsessive love for Lucifer. He faithfully executes every order of Lucifer, even at the cost of killing other demons.

At the same time, he has an extreme fear of the sacred light. The name "Lucifugus" comes from the Latin words: lux light and fugio escape, which means "one who escapes from the light".

The phantom appeared with the demon text, and the contract triangle array trembled, resisting the cold wind blowing in the face.

The demon, whose body was covered with airtight gauze and whose head had three horns of different shapes, looked like black fog. His appearance was not clear and his body was blurred, but it was obvious that he was an ugly and strong monster.

"You actually summoned me, that's great! I'm Lucifer, remember this name!"

He roared at Lin An, who was staring at him with interest.

It turned out to be a group of talking "Comos" energy.

According to the generation law of mysterious prototypes, legendary creatures such as demons and angels appeared in the first radiation. They were ancient mystics and the original and purest reflection of "Comos".

The cognition created by humans had a real carrier in the radiation. After the star track separated, it was passed down in the form of myths, and even retained part of the character of the mystics at that time.

It was a bit similar to the ancestral spirit of Nanzhou.

Luciferge Rofukar was not a living thing. He only represented the rules for the use of "Comos" energy.

"I hope to sign a contract with you so that I can get the wealth I want immediately, otherwise I will torture you with the powerful words of the magic book." Lin An replied.

"Unless you give yourself to me within 20 years and let me dispose of your body and soul according to my will, I cannot meet your request."

The devil took a step forward, shaking the contract triangle array to spin wildly, protecting Lin An's safety as a summoner. The latter was immersed in the interest of face-to-face with the devil, without a trace of fear, observing Lucifer Roffkar from top to bottom.

Until the devil showed impatience, Lin An continued to speak according to the instructions of the "Great Magic Book".

"I can't agree to your request, but I promise the great Lucifer that if you lead me to find the hidden treasure, I will give you a part of every treasure I get."

"Hmm..." The demon thought for a moment and replied, "Deal. The additional condition is that you always keep our secrets inviolable and be kind to the poor, otherwise Lucifer will take your soul."

Lin An repeated this sentence, and Lucifer's shadow trembled.

"The contract is concluded-remember your promise! Follow me and go to the location of the 'treasure'."

This entry is considered an advanced version of [Looking for the Golden Hen], which can find more hidden things that are not even in the real world.

After saying that, He strode into the presidential palace.