Ring of Fate

Chapter 1085 Conspiracy
The Feysac Empire is located in Saint Miron on the coast of the Sea of ​​​​Interval.

Snarna Einhorn, who wore flamboyant gold earrings and had long crimson hair, was playing with a collection of jewels when she suddenly raised her head and looked toward the southern sky.

He was surprised at first, then showed a puzzled expression, and then stayed in the room without doing anything.

Far away, in the coastal area of ​​the Feynaport Kingdom, the deep purple light was flying faster and faster, having already escaped from the hurricane, leaving behind a series of terrifying roars.

…………

Somewhere in the Republic of Intis.

Dist, the president of the Iron Cross, with dark red hair combed back neatly, wearing a blue military uniform, with iron-black eyes and obvious wrinkles, withdrew his gaze from the chessboard made up of brass soldiers and cast his eyes up into the sky.

He subconsciously wanted to transform into a deep purple rainbow light with a hint of blue and rise from the ground, but he finally controlled himself.

He whispered to himself:

"With such a big commotion, the gods should have come to see it...

"Will the angels of the Orthodox Church rob it for this?"

Just like that, under the gazes of everyone, the deep purple light stretched across the Kingdom of Feynapotter.

The irony is that no one comes to stop it, and no one tries to obtain it.

…………

Bansi Port.

After seeing Lumian looking to the west, Franca and Janna looked in the same direction, but saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Franca asked puzzledly.

Lumian said thoughtfully:

"I feel like the full-body mirror in the treasure house of the Blue Avenger has been shattered, and the Weather Warlock Extraordinary Feature hidden behind it is flying towards me across the northern continent from the Misty Sea."

This...Janna was a little stunned when she heard it.

Franka was also surprised and blurted out:

“Is there such a thing?
"What kind of classic plot is this where a treasure comes to you on its own..."

I came to Bansi to look for clues about the remaining "Weather Warlock" extraordinary characteristics, but it turned out that a "Weather Warlock" extraordinary characteristic came to me across thousands of miles?

Lumian estimated and said calmly:
"This has to start with the secret experience I just had."

Franka's eyes lit up, and she was very interested in the story Lumian was going to tell.

Jenna did the same thing, but she thought more carefully. She reminded Lumian:

"Don't you want to prepare? What if the Weather Warlock Extraordinary Characteristic is not coming to you, but to kill you?

"We can talk about our previous experiences and the reasons behind the incident after everything is over. There is no need to waste time now."

We must hurry up and make the necessary preparations, such as praying to Mr. Fool and asking him to pay attention, or summoning Ms. Magician's messenger and promising to exchange the "Post-Apocalypse Book" for help...

In short, you must be prepared for a battle with the item formed by the extraordinary characteristic of "Weather Warlock".

Lumian smiled and said:
"No rush. Even though it flies very fast, it will still take more than an hour to arrive here."

At this point, Lumian shook his head:

"It can't 'teleport', and it can't travel through the 'mirror world'. It's just so troublesome and slow."

"..." Jane was speechless for a moment.

Franka raised another question:
"Will someone kidnap you along the way?"

"If it was the Orthodox Church that took it, we can discuss it later and exchange it for the 'Post-Revelation Book'. Anyway, this thing is mysterious and not very useful, and it will cause a lot of trouble." Lumian laughed. "If those evil god believers try to intercept them halfway, with such a big noise, wouldn't they be exposing themselves and falling into a trap?"

Although the "Post-Revelation" is actually quite useful in responding to believers, and there are not many wishes that cannot be realized by granting good luck, Lumian, as a "life hunter", can also complete this work himself, but it will be more troublesome and the effect will not be so good.

“That’s true…” Franca thought about it seriously and joked, “Should you take the initiative to welcome that extraordinary characteristic? It has come thousands of miles to join you, so you should also show your importance to it and be more enthusiastic and earnest!”

“Let’s wait and see.” Lumian wasn’t actually sure what the Beyonder characteristic or the Level 0 Sealed Artifact was trying to do, so it would be better for him to stay in Bansy Harbor and wait.

This place was destroyed by the Church of Storms and no longer has any human inhabitants. Only occasionally adventurers and pirates come to explore, hoping to obtain treasures that others have not found.

Earlier today, Lumian had determined that the only people on the island were wild animals, aside from the three of them.

This is very suitable for demigods to fight, without having to worry about accidentally killing anyone.

Franka looked around and roughly understood Lumian's intention.

Jana said:

“It is better to prepare first and then talk about your experience during the secret agreement, so as to avoid any accidents in the middle.

“Perhaps, some high-ranking person will be kind enough to help that extraordinary characteristic shorten the distance and allow it to arrive earlier.”

Lumian accepted Janna's advice and made a round of preparations, either praying or calling for a messenger.

Then, he started from the time when his consciousness manifested in a telegraph office in that "Eastern" city, and talked about how Alistair Tudor in the mirror had a great advantage and was full of fighting spirit, but he voluntarily gave up, walked into the darkness, and disappeared.

Without waiting for Franca and Janna to respond, Lumian asked curiously and puzzledly:

"What did the person who also sneaked into the wooden tower mean when he saw me and muttered something?"

He immediately imitated the other person's pronunciation.

Franca took a moment to figure it out, then suddenly laughed:

"He was cursing 'bad luck'.

"It means that I'm unlucky to meet you."

“Did I influence his actions?” Lumian pondered, “Or, has he been harmed by a Beyonder from the Witch Path? Witches have a bad reputation in the Western Continent?”

"Do you think witches have a good reputation in the North and South Continents?" Franca said with a smile, "I think he was really tricked by a witch. Otherwise, normal people would not instinctively curse you when seeing your face. He must have post-traumatic stress disorder."

Jenna smiled and looked at Lumian and said:

"It seems that the Weather Warlock Beyonder characteristic may not be a good thing. I can smell a conspiracy."

“Kill you? It’s almost impossible for a Saint to kill Mr. Fool if it’s not a surprise attack or a secret environment, unless someone helps stop Mr. Fool. But unless the evil gods complete their invasion and the end of the world comes early, no one who can stop Mr. Fool has any motive…” Franka looked at Lumian, thought for a few seconds, and said, “Take the initiative to become the material for your potion, let you take it to advance, and then link with the residual aura of the Blood Emperor in you to complete the resurrection and occupy your body? Isn’t this a too straightforward conspiracy? Any normal person can think of it, right?”

“Yes.” Lumian nodded. “I can also ask Mr. Fool to help shatter the characteristics and remove the remaining Blood Emperor spirit. Even if I can’t completely remove it, I won’t let Alistair Tudor be resurrected in my body.”

"Then what is this..." Franca and Janna looked at each other, both confused.

Lumian suddenly smiled:
“This should be an open conspiracy.

"Alistair Tudor wanted me to become an angel.

“After that, the preparations He has reserved for His resurrection will truly unfold.

“The ‘Red Angel’ Medici said before that he would give me a chance and hunt me down after I became an angel. I’m afraid it wasn’t because I was too weak and He looked down on me, nor was it because He was deeply moved by my experience. That may be a little bit, but it is definitely not the main reason.

"He is also waiting for me to advance to Sequence 2."

Jane frowned slightly and said:

"You mean, Alistair Tudor's current goal is to promote you to an angel. As for whether you choose to become a 'Weather Warlock' or a 'Disaster Witch', whether you use this extraordinary characteristic or something else, it will not affect the final result?"

“That should be the case.” Lumian nodded, smiling and saying, “So, Alistair Tudor in the mirror was able to suppress his madness and murderous intent.”

Franca and Janna were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

You can't persuade Lumian not to become an angel, right?
"What is coming will eventually come." Lumian raised his chin slightly and smiled as usual, "I also want to see what is waiting for me. I hope I won't be disappointed."

Hearing this, Franca sighed:
"Let's make chaos, let's make chaos. The end is coming anyway, so it's better to make some chaos. Only in chaos can we have a chance to win."

An hour passed quickly, and Lumian, who was weak and tired from the secret ceremony, recovered to his best condition.

A deep purple streak of light suddenly flew over from the western sky. As it got closer, it grew larger and larger, and finally appeared clearly in the eyes of Lumian, Franca, and Janna.

It was a ball of dark purple flame that was burning violently, with a bit of pure green appearing at the core.

There are also pieces of iron-black metal in this ball of fire, which form a huge skeleton.

Dark purple and blue flames flowed over the iron skeleton, dragging out long tail feathers, making the overall shape resemble a majestic giant bird that is dozens of meters long and has wings that cover the sky.

Before the giant bird, burning fiercely in deep purple and blue, actually approached Bansi Harbor, the weeds, trees at the edge of the ruins, and the remaining walls all spontaneously combusted.

There was a crackling sound and Bansi was engulfed in flames.

At the same time, a loud voice with a hint of contempt and a hint of superiority echoed in Lumian's ears:

"Do you dare to face me?"

This is in the ancient Hermetic language.

Lumian suddenly realized that this confrontation had several meanings:
Do you dare to face my attack alone and hold on to immortality?
Do you dare to use the extraordinary characteristics I extracted to become a "Weather Warlock"?

Do you have the guts and courage?

Lumian's heart moved, and he turned to Franka and Janna and said:

"You should leave this sea area first."

Janna and Franca looked at each other and said nothing more.

At critical moments, they all believed in Lumian's judgment and choices without hesitation.

Layers of darkness immediately appeared in Franca's eyes, and then she pulled Janna and left Bansi Harbor through the mirror world.

Lumian withdrew his gaze, looked up at the giant purple flame bird covering the sky, reached into the "traveler's bag", and pulled out the "Post-Apocalypse Book" bound with parchment.

(End of this chapter)