Ring of Fate

Chapter 1061 Meeting (First update, please give me the guaranteed monthly ticket)

In front of the gray fog covering the area where the "Samaritan Woman Fountain" is located.

Lumian and Janna simultaneously lowered their heads, placed their hands on their chests, and chanted the honorific name of Mr. Fool.

When they raised their heads, they had already reached the other side of the gray fog.

The two continued to descend the slope, and soon they heard an illusory, slight rustling sound.

After a few more steps, they saw the beautiful and holy female figure in a white robe.

The son of the "Original Witch", Christmena.

Janna looked at the target's pale and transparent face for a few seconds, then took the initiative to step forward to see if she could use her own special features to elicit an additional reaction from the other party.

Suddenly, a gleam of light appeared in Christine's empty and dull eyes.

It was sharp, cold, and extremely ferocious!
Almost at the same time, around Lumian and Janna, one slippery and thick black poisonous snake after another emerged from the slope, the gray fog in the sky, and the air on all sides, with black and white eyeballs rolling on their heads.

Before I even had time to blink, this place turned into a forest of black snakes, covering the earth and piercing the sky.

Along with such changes, the temperature dropped sharply, and the area where the "Samaritan Woman Spring" was located suddenly became a world dominated by ice and snow.

Ice spikes were interspersed among the densely packed black snakes, covering them with a layer of crystal white.

Janna was already stiff, with particles of ice and streaks of icicles on her flaxen hair, face, and clothes.

Around Lumian, white and blue flames were burning fiercely, but these flames were also freezing rapidly, and the crystal ice layer was spreading rapidly.

For Lumian, blocking for such a short period of time was enough. He raised his right palm and activated the remaining aura of the "Blood Emperor" in his palm.

The crashing sound became so intense that Janna, who was almost frozen and petrified, suddenly lost consciousness.

Lumian felt the familiar atmosphere of madness and the deadly coldness that came from the "Underworld Man".

The water from the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" shrank back into the deep spring eye, and Christine's shadow was pulled in, floating up and down.

Whether it was the densely packed "Black Snake Forest" or the frost world that was so cold that even a Sequence 3 Saint could hardly stand it, it all dissipated.

Everything is back to normal again.

Jane gradually regained her senses, and when the spring water gushed out again, she heard Christine's voice filled with fear, hatred, and a strong curse:
"You are not allowed to promote the 'Immortal Witch'!
"You are not allowed to promote the 'Immortal Witch'!"

The figure of a high-ranking witch lingering near the spring repeated these words in a terrifyingly mournful voice.

Seeing that the ice and snow world was about to come again and the thick black snake-like hair was about to pierce the sky from the ground, Lumian pulled Janna and took two steps back.

There was no longer any abnormality in Christine's figure, and her eyes became empty and dull again.

"What do you feel?" Lumian actually heard what Christina was shouting, but he wanted to know more about whether the pure female witch had any special feelings.

Janna paused for two seconds, then recalled:

"Different from what I sensed when I was promoted, Ms. Christmonna now looks more like the 'Original Witch'...

"It's not that they are similar in temperament and feeling, but the malice towards pure female witches is almost the same, that is, the malice of personally strangling the corresponding possibilities. Well, there are still differences in detail. Ms. Christmenna's malice is more out of fear.

“He doesn’t seem to want to see a pure female witch with Sequence 3, and is very afraid of it…”

“Chrismena here is the remnant of obsession and malice, so she is more direct and obvious?” Lumian nodded with understanding. “From this point of view, it should be no problem for a pure female witch to advance to Sequence 4. The hidden danger and danger lies in the reconciliation with the ‘Man in the Mirror’ when she becomes Sequence 3.”

Lumian glanced at the figure of Christine next to the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" and said thoughtfully:

"What is the relationship between Him and His 'Mirror Man', slavery, obsession, or reconciliation?"

"Do you suspect that something went wrong with Ms. Christina before she died?" Janna asked, tilting her head.

Lumian thought for two seconds and said:
"The one wandering around the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' might be okay, but who knows what the one near the 'Chrismena Night Pillar' in Trier in the Fourth Epoch is."

Janna nodded solemnly.

“Let’s go. We can’t communicate normally.” Lumian turned around.

He then smiled and said:
"This is not a bad thing. Normal communication may contain instigation and deception. The curse-like shouting based on obsession is more real. We can use this to ensure that there are no hidden dangers in the promotion of the 'Witch of Despair'."

As he spoke, Lumian turned around and looked at Cristalla's body.

Through the thin gray mist, he saw that beside the spring with pale water gushing out, the holy and beautiful high-ranking witch continued to wander, day after day, year after year, with a pale and transparent face and empty and dull eyes.

Suddenly, Christine looked at them.

This time, there was an inexplicable hint of fear in his dull eyes.

The luster brought by fear was fleeting and was completely swallowed up by the endless void.

“What did He see?” Lumian whispered and walked back.

But he was the only one there, Christine didn't react at all, and when Janna joined in, the previous things happened again, and no extra information was obtained.

At this point, Lumian and Janna gave up the idea of ​​continuing the test and left the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain".

…………

The next morning, in the New Silver City, at the bottom of the round tower, at the end of the mottled stairs, in a room filled with morning light, black hair, various plants and different mushrooms.

Under the gaze of Mr. Sun, Lumian walked to the brown soil pile and placed his hands on the withered and huge gray-brown tree trunk.

At that moment, Lumian felt as if he was being stared at by the human-like pattern on the tree trunk.

Serving as eyes are two giant crimson flowers.

"It's best not to exceed two minutes, otherwise random effects will appear." The tall Mr. "Sun" reminded Lumian.

Lumian groaned, then used both hands to forcibly pull up the corpse of Omybella, who was called "Gift of the Earth".

The entire New Silver City shook suddenly, as if it had encountered a not-so-violent earthquake.

The morning light in the room gradually became brighter, and the surrounding black hair, plants, and mushrooms began to grow and multiply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lumian quickly put the "Gift of the Earth" into a separate space in the "Traveler's Bag" and then "teleported" to somewhere in the mirror world.

The "magician" lady, wearing the same black robe with silver stars, Janna, and Franka were waiting for him in the dark area behind the mirror.

According to the results of the negotiation with the Church of Knowledge, Lumian and Janna cannot go to the "City of Exile" through normal means, but the Church of Knowledge will somehow create a gap in the seal of Morola, allowing them to enter with the help of the power of the mirror world and the high-ranking people of the "gate" path.

“I borrowed it.” Lumian stated the result in an unusually concise manner.

The "Magician" lady nodded, causing all the silver stars on the surface of the wizard's robe to light up.

The dreamy starry sky then appeared, and endless stars quickly formed a channel.

Surrounded by brilliant light, Lumian and Janna instantly arrived at the "City of Exile" Morola and came to the square outside the church.

With the authority of "0-01", Lumian gathered enough serious criminals to meet the number for the ritual. There was a huge crowd of people - these exiles were already nearby, as if waiting for the reapers to arrive.

Lumian wasted no time and spoke to Janna quickly:
"Finally, let me tell you a fact."

Janna has begun to use the extraordinary characteristics of the "Witch of Despair" and the Sequence 5 level spell given by Franka to quietly spread the plague:
"what?"

Lumian said seriously:
“Even if you really become a Sequence 4 Demigod, you won’t be able to play any role when the apocalypse comes. Whether you can protect your family and friends is another matter.”

Janna opened her mouth, unable to refute.

She actually knew this very well, but she just didn't want to accept it.

“Are you desperate?” Lumian laughed. “If you are desperate, then get promoted. Go get promoted with such despair and a strong desire to change this reality.”

Jenna understood Lumian's intention, sighed faintly, and cursed with a smile:

"Fuck, luckily I'm strong, otherwise I would definitely lose control during the ceremony."

“I wouldn’t say that to someone who isn’t strong.” Lumian didn’t delay any longer and, relying on the mystical connection between himself and “0-01”, he went straight into the underground mausoleum.

Janna turned around and looked at the criminals who were ordered to be restrained in the square.

Her eyes were like water, looking deep and calmly, as if she was looking at the villains in her past life and their good or bad endings.

After a while, Janna walked through the crowd and headed out of the square.

This is to ensure that those serious criminals on the margins are treated fairly and suffer the same plague.

When thousands of exiles began to show symptoms and grew weaker and weaker from the severe coughing, Jannah took out the ingredients and began to mix the potion.

As one serious criminal after another fell to the ground, she drank the liquid in her hand in one gulp.

Just as she was about to be promoted, the "Magician" lady used the spiritual imprint that had been given to her in advance to transfer her out of the beautiful and dreamy starry sky and transferred her to an area in the mirror world that was filled with a light gray mist.

As long as the ceremony is completed and the time limit has not expired, it is a promotion no matter where you are, and you don't have to stay in Morola!

Of course, the premise is that the gap in the seal still exists and the connection between Janna and the ritual has not been cut off.

This thin gray mist was obtained by Franka's prayer to Mr. Fool, in order to conceal it from the Original Witch and prevent Him from noticing.

During Jana's promotion, Lumian also came to the mountain of corpses with "0-01" inserted in it, and came to the side of the man with a severed hand who patrolled back and forth like a steel puppet and an undead soldier, almost perfect, like a work of art.

There was not much time left, so Lumian directly pulled the "Gift of the Earth" out of the "Traveler's Bag" and stuck the withered and huge trunk in the wilderness.

The "abscessed hand" that was moving suddenly stopped, and its beautiful, crystal red eyes looked over.

His face, which was almost at the limit of beauty, was distorted in an instant, and emotions such as pain, resentment, malice, pleasure, and ridicule were evident in his expressions.

He opened his mouth and shouted in Giant language:
“Omibella!
“I curse you!
"Curse you to die at the hands of your immediate family!"

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