Ring of Fate

Chapter 1084 Trap
The "Blood Emperor" in the mirror? Lumian was no stranger to the man before him.

He did not take the opportunity to attack, not because he did not want to, but because he was impacted by that crazy spirit and froze for a second before he broke free.

The burning and tingling in his right palm became more obvious, as if he wanted to work together inside and outside to drive the current carrier and himself in the mirror to merge into one.

Alistair Tudor in the mirror was nearly three meters tall, holding a giant flaming sword that had just been condensed in both hands.

The giant sword was burning fiercely, showing a green and purple color.

In the mirror, Alistair, wearing blood-stained black armor, looked at Lumian, whose whole body was soaked in thick blood, with blue eyes filled with madness and cruelty, and said in a cold voice:

"Where's your sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and came in front of Lumian, raised the huge purple-green flaming sword, and slashed down at the target from above.

Lumian finally recovered from the shock and instantly drew out the iron-black "Sword of Courage" to block upwards!
when!
Amid the sound of metal colliding, streams of purple-green flames spread everywhere, and Lumian was struck and flew backwards, his body also ignited.

Crack, he took the initiative to use the "Mirror Stand" to get rid of the flames burning Alistair in the mirror.

Alistair in the mirror dragged the flaming giant sword and commented without any emotion:
"Too weak!"

As He spoke, the city-sized square was set on fire, and transparent, almost invisible spider silk threads were reflected, all of which were burning violently and could no longer serve to restrict and influence Alistair in the mirror.

The mystical pathogens that Lumian had just secretly spread also died quickly in such high temperature and burning. Only those with the characteristic of being resistant to high temperatures were still struggling.

Faced with this hell of fire, Lumian actually created a crystal clear wall of ice around him.

With a hissing sound, the ice and frost were directly vaporized and turned into white mist under the invasion of the purple-green flames and the terrifying high temperature.

The white mist obscured Lumian's figure, making him disappear from Alistair's sight in the mirror.

Behind the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror, Lumian's figure quickly emerged, his light blue and clear eyes deepened a little, reflecting the figure wearing blood-stained black armor.

He wants to curse the other person!

This is one of the few ways he currently has to effectively hurt the opponent.

At this moment, thick fog rose up and immediately covered Alistair Tudor in the mirror, making it impossible for Lumian's spiritual perception to extend beyond ten meters and difficult to lock onto the target.

The real "fog of war"!
In the mist that enveloped the entire Hell of Fire, Lumian threw out a mirror.

This incarnates into him and gains the power of projection.

Lumian's true form disappeared.

Suddenly, he heard the sarcastic voice of Alistair in the mirror:

“It’s all fancy stuff, but it doesn’t work!”

Along with this comment, rumbling sounds of explosions dominated the square.

Indiscriminate, widespread explosion.

The "fog of war" became thinner, and Lumian's mirror projection was shattered into pieces. Even his real body had to use the "mirror substitute" several times in a row before he could hold on until the explosion subsided.

The ground of the entire square became dilapidated, and only the silver full-length mirror with intricate patterns remained intact.

Just as Lumian stabilized his body, he saw the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror rushing towards him with the momentum of a mountain, slashing out the giant flaming sword with purple and green in color.

A grayish-white color suddenly rushed out from Lumian's body, and wherever it passed, the flames solidified and turned into stone sculptures.

As the surging gray-white wave approached Alistair's figure in the mirror, the "Blood Emperor" with only a part of his strength left began to burn violently and decomposed himself into streams of blue-purple flames.

The flames flew to the sides and high into the sky, avoiding Lumian's "petrification" power.

They quickly gathered behind Lumian and re-formed into Alistair Tudor, who was nearly three meters tall and had long blood-red hair.

Crack! As the giant flaming sword swept across, Lumian's body shattered and melted in the form of a mirror again.

This time, he also used "teleportation".

The destination of his "teleportation" was behind the silver full-length mirror.

He swung the "Sword of Courage" burning with a blazing white and blue flame towards the mirror.

He felt that this full-length mirror was closely connected to Alistair Tudor in the mirror, and destroying it might cause that powerful enemy to no longer be able to maintain his image.

——In the previous large-scale explosion, Alistair in the mirror deliberately controlled the direction of the explosion and provided necessary protection, so that the silver full-body mirror was not damaged. This is evidence.

I can't beat you, but can I beat this mirror?
In Lumian's eyes, the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror turned into a purple-green flaming spear and quickly flew towards him.

He did not retreat and continued to let the "Sword of Courage" strike down.

boom!
The silver full-length mirror encountered a huge explosion. Without even making a crackling sound, it completely fell apart and was thrown out in the form of a large number of fragments.

At the same time, the purple-green flaming spear pierced through Lumian's body, instantly igniting him and trying to burn him to ashes.

The flaming spear fell behind Lumian and reassembled into Alistair Tudor in the mirror.

There was an undisguised mockery on his sharp face, and his figure did not appear unstable or illusory due to the destruction of the silver full-length mirror.

That is a deliberate weakness, it is a trap!
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On the foggy sea, inside the treasure house of the Blue Avenger that was condensed by starlight.

The silver full-length mirror standing at the end of the corridor suddenly cracked silently, and criss-crossing cracks appeared on its surface.

Wow!

Broken glass slid down.

On the deck of the Blue Avenger, Mr. Hanged Man and the few sailors felt the ship shaking violently, as if it was hit by strong winds and huge waves.

In the high sky, fog spread rapidly, dark clouds formed, and a rainstorm was about to come.

…………

There is an invisible barrier blocking the square from being corroded by thick blood.

A mirror from the black "coin bag" flew into the air, and Lumian jumped out of it and retrieved the "Sword of Courage" and the "Traveler's Bag" specially made by Mr. Fool.

He did not retreat or show any fear. Power surged out from the dark needle holes in his palms.

His bright and handsome face suddenly became more handsome and masculine, his chest shrank slightly, and his body grew taller.

He is using the power of "War Bishop" obtained through the gift.

Of course, the "Eternal Witch" plus the "War Bishop" should not be a match for Alistair Tudor in the mirror - even if the opponent did not use much of the "Weather Warlock"'s ability, he still showed an overwhelming advantage.

Lumian's real purpose is not the "War Bishop" itself, but the special source of this power that he wants to take advantage of.

It originated from the gift of the object of the corpse oil candle secret agreement, from the depths of the ancient well, and is most likely related to the huge black shadow lurking near the square in reality.

In this case, Lumian is equivalent to the opponent's benefactor, and the current battlefield is located in the mirror world deep in the ancient well.

In other words, it is possible that Lumian could use this special environment to pray for help and temporarily gain angelic-level power.

Moreover, with the gift of "War Bishop", he is now truly half male and half female, both male and female, with yang within yin and yin within yang, and is extremely close to the high-level power.

Seeing this, Alistair Tudor in the mirror did not frown, but the madness in his blue eyes grew even brighter, as if he wanted to use actual fighting to tell Lumian that this was meaningless:
Failure will be your inevitable outcome!

At this moment, a darkness suddenly spread from where the huge black shadow was lurking.

It penetrated the invisible barrier and flowed behind the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror.

This dark, illusory and transparent area seems to lead to an unknown world.

Lumian's mind suddenly became hazy, and he seemed to hear layers of disembodied voices.

He then saw Alistair in the mirror sheathing the purple-green flaming giant sword and glanced at him with contempt.

The "man in the mirror" wearing blood-stained black armor snorted, stopped attacking, turned around and walked into the darkness, disappearing from Lumian's sight.

Is this the end? Lumian was stunned.

He certainly didn't think that Alistair Tudor in the mirror gave up because he was afraid of his prayers for help. It was more like someone dissuaded him.

Who can persuade the half-crazy "Blood Emperor" in the mirror? As Lumian pondered, he felt his spirit begin to become tired and his consciousness weakened a lot.

The secret ceremony is coming to an end.

Lumian looked around and chose to enter meditation, actively leaving the secret state.

Bansi Harbor, inside the ruins of the telegraph office.

Lumian opened his eyes and examined himself.

The power from the War Bishop is receding.

"What happened?" Franca asked curiously from a distance.

Lumian actually used the power of "War Bishop" bestowed from God in the secret agreement!
Lumian was about to answer when he suddenly had a premonition and cast his gaze towards the western sky.

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In the foggy sea, on board the Blue Avenger.

From inside the ship, which was shaking violently and seemed about to break apart, suddenly a stream of deep purple light, like a hurricane, rose up.

It rushed towards the east.

This is... Mr. "The Hanged Man" frowned as he looked at this scene.

…………

The sunny edge of the coast.

The "Red Angel" Medici, who was not wearing armor but simply wearing a shirt and trousers and looked more like a human being, lay comfortably on a beach chair, crossed his legs, and leisurely watched the deep purple light flying through the air.

Then, He laughed and said to Albus beside him:

"Why didn't I attack Lumian Lee in Dream City?
"Of course, until he stirs up all the problems left by that madman Tudor.

“We need someone to help us walk the path we should walk, and we need someone to help us step into the traps we should step into.”

(End of this chapter)