Ring of Fate

Chapter 1087 Hidden Conditions

Inside the Bansi Harbor where the flames were raging fiercely, the smile on Lumian's face gradually faded.

His eyebrows suddenly bulged and blushed, and the neutral color of his face faded rapidly.

The bulge shrank back again, and Yu Lumian's forehead and face squirmed and swam quickly, and finally slowly sank, passing through the neck, shoulders and arms, and came to his right hand. Through the dark "pinhole", it merged with the mutated residual breath of the "Blood Emperor" and the power bestowed by the "War Bishop", and was still covered by the pale skin brought by the seal of the "Underworld Man".

The "pinhole" thus expanded a little, and the dark, deep, and dead silence inside seemed to be brewing some kind of violence.

Lumian then exhaled slowly, put the purple-green crystal column full of holes, along with the purple flame feathers, iron bone crystals, etc. into a mirror, and placed them in the "traveler's bag".

This is a temporary sealing measure.

Plop, a drop of rain fell on Lumian's hand, bringing a wet feeling.

One drop, two drops, three drops... the raindrops became more and more numerous and faster and faster, and soon turned into a downpour.

Affected by the rising gases caused by the large-scale burning and the residual power of the "Weather Warlock", the sky over Bansy Port and the surrounding seas darkened, forming large patches of dark clouds and pouring rain.

Lumian did not try to avoid or stop the rain, allowing it to wet his hood, his hair, his face, and his clothes.

As the rain fell, it turned cold and condensed into ice crystals and snowflakes.

The white goose feather snow was floating in Bansy Harbor, as vast as the southernmost land.

It wasn't long before the scorched earth, collapsed bricks and other signs of destruction were completely covered by the white snow.

Lumian's body was covered with frost and ice spikes.

He finally came to his senses. It was not so easy to get help from someone in a higher position, even if it was not something he initiated, but was brought by the giant purple bird.

The frost fell off, and Lumian's hood and black robes dried quickly.

He placed his hand on his chest, thanked Mr. Fool for his gaze, and then raised his eyes to the sky.

Outside the flying snowflakes, Lumian saw the "Magician" lady who was always ready to help.

The great writer had a complicated expression, as if he saw himself back then when he had plenty of advanced materials and was forced to improve rapidly.

However, she could stop and take a long rest, and then consider whether to advance to Sequence 1. But Lumian couldn’t. Neither he himself nor the forces that pushed him here would allow him to stop.

Lumian nodded in greeting and "teleported" back to the luxurious villa in Trier.

Franka and Janna were both pacing in the living room waiting, while Ludwig was enjoying a double cream cake.

"Done?" Franca looked at Lumian and asked happily.

"There's nothing to be afraid of about an 'item' that can't reveal its full mythical creature form. If it really uses its full strength, I'll call for help." Lumian said with a smile.

"Why not just call for help?" Janna couldn't understand.

Lumian thought for a moment and said:
"The higher the sequence of the Hunter path goes, the more courage and guts you need. I skipped the Iron Knight and War Bishop sequences. Without the corresponding Beyonder characteristics to bring bonuses, I can no longer retreat. I need to face difficulties and challenge myself.

"This may be the hidden condition for my promotion to 'Weather Warlock', or the hidden, additional ritual."

Janna suddenly understood:

"For Beyonders who have reached Sequence 3 through the Hunter Path in a normal way, this is not necessary. The previous Sequences have already been given corresponding upgrades. But if a Sequence 3 witch wants to jump to that level, she must not back down and be full of courage?"

"It seems that when you reach a high sequence, if you want to change your path, there are more or less hidden conditions. The problem comes from the lack of the previous sequence..." Franka also suddenly realized.

Then, she asked Lumian with a smile:

"Did you rely on the special talent of Bansy Harbor Telegraph Office to defeat the purple phoenix, no, the purple giant bird?"

“You guessed it?” Lumian raised his eyebrows and looked at Franca.

Franka laughed and said:
“What abilities and items do you have that we don’t know about yet?
"A brief analysis will lead to a conclusion: relying on the characteristics of the 'Post-Revelation Book' and the 'Immortal Witch' can only delay you for a while, to see if you can hold on until the giant purple bird recognizes your strength. It is unlikely that you will have a chance of winning, and your performance just now clearly won the final victory.

"I can't do it on my own, and I don't have any help, so I can only take advantage of the environment."

"You do have a certain talent in combat," Lumian praised with a smile.

He recounted the key points of the battle process. The core idea was to use the life-saving ability of the "witch" path to guide the enemy to attack the Bansi Port Telegraph Office as much as possible, and delay time until the anomaly was triggered, under the premise that the target could not reveal the complete form of the mythical creature.

Jane listened quietly and asked:
"So now that you have the core supporting materials, are you planning to get promoted soon?"

Not long after Lumian drank the "immortality" potion, he completely digested it with the help of Aurore's special ability.

"What else?" Lumian understood Janna and Franca's concerns and smiled. "Let's not talk about resurrecting Aurore for now. Do you think that if I suppress my promotion, Alistair Tudor's preparations will not explode? That would happen when the end of the world is near and the situation becomes chaotic. Mr. Fool and other righteous gods will come when they have no time to take care of other things. They might control me and force me to be promoted.

"You have to rise even if you don't want to!"

Lumian glanced at Franca and Janna, paused and said:

“In this case, we might as well take advantage of the current situation, when the situation is relatively stable and Mr. Fool’s awakening has deepened a little, to advance without external interference.

"With the status and power of an angel, if I encounter Alistair Tudor's arrangement again in the future, I can at least struggle a little longer and hold on for a little longer, and then maybe I can get help."

Franka and Janna were only expressing their own concerns and did not want to stop Lumian from becoming an angel.

Seeing that Lumian had thought clearly and had no problem with his analysis of the pros and cons, they all nodded and urged Lumian to set up the ritual and pray to Mr. Fool, asking this great being to help shatter the Beyonder characteristics and remove the spiritual mark of Alistair Tudor.

Although this may not have any impact on the subsequent arrangements of the "Blood Emperor", it is good to reduce hidden dangers.

Lumian did not delay and got busy in the room specially set aside for the ceremony and prayer to Mr. Fool.

After he dripped essential oils and offered the holy communion to please the gods and completed his prayers, the purple crystal column placed on the altar was suddenly enveloped by the obscure darkness emanating from the candlelight, and it quickly disintegrated and turned into light spots of different colors such as purple, blue, white, and red.

As these points of light sank and regrouped, wisps of crazy aura rose up in the darkness, sometimes forming distorted faces, sometimes emitting terrifying roars, until they dissipated completely.

The re-condensed purple crystal column looks purer.

“Praise you, Mr. Fool!” Lumian placed his hand on his chest and bowed.

After he put away his Weather Wizard Extraordinary Characteristics and removed the Spiritual Wall, Franka asked with concern:
"How do you plan to complete the ritual?"

"I have a plan," Lumian replied with a smile.

Jenna asked curiously:
"Are you summing up the methods from the books you read in the past few months?"

Lumian touched his face and said with a self-deprecating smile:

"That was my original plan, and I had a corresponding plan. But after taking my own extraordinary abilities into consideration, I found that the 'Undying Witch', who was once the 'Reaper', had a simpler and more practical way to deal with it.

"Perhaps, the truth of the two paths of disaster is that one must jump back and forth repeatedly to get closer to the existence at the top. Therefore, those who jump back and forth can take advantage of the ritual to a certain extent."

"What method?" Franca asked curiously.

Lumian laughed.
"I'll tell you when I succeed. If I tell you now and fail later, won't you laugh at me for the rest of my life?"

"Do you think you won't be laughed at for doing this now?" Franca and Janna asked in unison.

The three of them joked with each other about this topic for a while.

As the laughter died down, Janna asked:
"When will you have your ceremony?"

Lumian replied with a smile:

"First collect the remaining materials, then wait for a typhoon or hurricane."

The countries on the east coast of the northern continent are accustomed to calling such extreme weather a hurricane, while the Intis people, influenced by Emperor Roselle, often call it a typhoon.

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In a thunderstorm.

The residents in the room saw a silver-white lightning strike the top of the tree, knocking down the people who were hiding from the rain under the tree.

Boom, boom, boom, one lightning after another swept across the sky, and even people in safe places were trembling.

After a while, some residents saw a figure appear next to the charred and smoking trees.

The figure was wearing a black robe and a hood, like a legendary witch.

She plucked a piece of blackened branch, causing drops of dark red blood to fly out of the dead body.

It's a witch! The residents who witnessed this scene retreated from the window area in fear.

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Southern part of the Kingdom of Hagati.

The first snow of this year arrived in an exaggerated manner, killing many livestock and causing piles of snow in front of many people's houses to block their doors.

The people who were fighting the cold in the house suddenly saw a hooded, black-robed figure who looked like a witch walking on the white snow and coming under the bridge.

There were homeless people there who froze to death for dozens of minutes.

…………

The drought caused by the high temperature caused many people to become dehydrated, and some unfortunately died and were dragged to the streets.

A tall woman dressed as a wizard and wearing a hood walked slowly over and stopped in front of a recently dead body.

The people around were frightened and retreated.

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The Kingdom of Feynaport, on the coast of the Raging Sea.

Many experienced fishermen and captains began to return their boats to port.

The sky in the distance had become dark at some point, and waves were coming in waves.

got windy.

(End of this chapter)