Ring of Fate

Chapter 1088 Typhoon
Woo!
The wind howled, rattling windows and doors, and the trees trembled and their branches fell to one side.

Residents along the coast of the violent sea have extensive experience in dealing with hurricane weather. They all close their doors and windows, put up cross seals, and hide away from balconies, doors and windows.

But even so, they couldn't help but feel worried and scared, listening to the whistling and sharp sound of the wind outside and feeling the slight shaking of the house. The homeless people hid in churches or poorhouses.

On the sea where the waves rose and fell, sometimes hitting the sky, the figure of Lumian, wearing a hood and a black robe, was outlined in the strong wind.

His clothes were rustling and his hood was almost unable to stay on.

Without the ability to fly or float, he looked at the core area of ​​the typhoon surrounded by layers of cloud walls. He was unable to find the spiritual coordinates of the final destination in the chaotic environment, and could only see what he got.

He then activated the black mark on his right shoulder and "teleported" into the depths of the typhoon.

At the same time, in the area where he was originally located, a large amount of water droplets that were blown into the air by the strong wind condensed into ice, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Lumian's figure just emerged from the depths of the typhoon, and the wind that hit him with a whistling sound was like a galloping steam train, so fierce that it almost took shape.

Lumian was blown away, and in this dark environment where the world was about to be destroyed, he once again relied on the "what you see is what you get" method to "teleport" deeper into the typhoon.

Wherever he passed, rain and ice formed densely.

After several attempts, he finally reached his destination:

The eye of the typhoon!
The strong wind seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and one could even see the clear blue sky from high above.

Lumian had no time to appreciate the uniqueness of this place. His light blue and clear eyes suddenly turned iron-black.

While falling at high speed, he quickly observed the surrounding cloud walls and the core structure of the typhoon.

"Weakness Detection"!
Typhoons also have weaknesses!

In just a few seconds, Lumian saw several large patches of pale color while falling.

The typhoon has more than one weakness.

Lumian used Teleport again and came near the largest patch of paleness, looking down at it from above.

At this point, if you switch to a pure "Hunter" Path Sequence 3, it is actually quite difficult to complete the next task. Even if you can really make good use of blasting and "harvesting" to destroy the core structure of the typhoon by targeting its weaknesses, the typhoon will not necessarily dissipate. It may reorganize and strengthen. At that time, the weather will not change in a short time.

But why would the "ageless witch" resort to such a rough method? And the effect may not be good.

As he began to fall, Lumian took out a mirror and reflected the paleness above the cloud wall and the hurricane.

This is certainly not to curse weaknesses and complete the harvest. The "witch's" curse cannot be directed at non-spiritual things.

What Lumian has to do is simple, which is to forcibly transfer the weaknesses of the typhoon and the weak points of its core structure to the mirror world.

This is also a form of destruction, and can be repeated many times in a short period of time.

Lumian raised his right hand and quickly stroked the mirror as it fell.

A crackling sound was heard, and the makeup mirror seemed to be unable to bear the weight and was about to crack.

Lumian poured a large amount of spiritual energy into it without hesitation, and forcibly dragged the wall of clouds and the hurricane into the mirror world.

As the area suddenly became blank, the mirror in Lumian's hand cracked into multiple gaps.

At the same time, the core structure of the typhoon began to collapse, and the cloud wall dissipated piece by piece.

Lumian used the ability of "teleportation" and dragging things into the mirror world to continue destroying other structural weaknesses, not giving Typhoon a chance to reorganize.

In the end, more and more cloud walls and hurricanes were dragged into the mirror world.

On the coastline closest to the typhoon, some people who were observing the sea conditions in the room suddenly found that the strong winds had weakened and the waves had lessened.

In the distance, the surrounding clouds and strong winds seemed to be entering a funnel, pouring towards somewhere, which was a spectacular sight.

The people who saw this scene just blinked their eyes and inexplicably felt that a piece of cloud swept by the hurricane was missing out of thin air.

One piece after another.

Bang, bang, bang!
Some of the mirrors in their room suddenly shattered and there was some wind, but it was not particularly strong.

This is the aftermath of escaping from being lost in the mirror world, traveling a long distance, and choosing a destination randomly.

After more than ten seconds, the sky in the area affected by the typhoon gradually cleared up.

Looking at the clear blue cloudless sky, Lumian fell rapidly towards the sea.

He "teleported" and appeared directly on the blue sea, with a thick piece of floating ice under his feet.

Under the deft pull of the invisible spider silk, purple-green crystal pillars, purple flame feathers, iron-bone crystals, blood of varying shades, charred tree branches, and clear water that looked nothing special all flew out of the "traveler's bag", broke away from their original containers, and merged into a glass cup.

Silently, the purple liquid began to burn, melting the glass and dripping downwards.

Lumian held the burning liquid, brought it to his lips, and drank it.

His whole being was ignited, including the reflection in the mirror.

Rumble!
There were layers of dark clouds in the sky, and real lightning, hail and other things condensed out, attracted by Lumian's state, and struck him.

At this time, the spiritual world information in this area has not changed completely, and it still partially corresponds to the typhoon. Lumian's information about changing the weather by relying solely on his own abilities is rapidly flowing in.

This gave Lumian a strong connection to this area and the corresponding spiritual world.

Rumble!
Lightning struck, sharp hailstones fell, and all kinds of extreme weather hit on a small scale, tearing and destroying the still burning Lumian.

Lumian felt intense pain in his body, mind and spirit. His thoughts gradually became blurred, as if he was about to drift into this area, this spiritual world.

This area and this spiritual world resist the integration of Lumian's spirit and consciousness because he is a destroyer and a changer, and will inevitably be rejected in a short period of time.

At this moment, Lumian heard a series of voices in his fuzzy mind, coming from Auror, from Franka, from Janna, and from many anchors.

His body was torn, shattered, and turned into ashes, including the him in the mirror and the him hidden in the sleeping mirror.

The next second, a purple-blue flame suddenly ignited in the ashes of the wreckage, flickering.

The flame expanded and intensified rapidly, forging iron-black bones and indescribable complex symbols and patterns within it.

They gradually formed a body about five or six meters high, as if the legendary fire giant had come to reality.

Then, Lumian's face solidified. Although it was iron-black in color and gleaming with metallic light, one could still see his handsome appearance and masculine temperament.

He also grew blood-red hair, each strand was as thick and long as a python, with black and white eyes rotating on top or a mouth full of fangs opening.

Complete mythical creature form!
A mythical creature that combines some of the characteristics of a "witch"!
At this moment, Lumian vaguely sensed the flag-shaped "0-01" and the huge black shadow lurking in the depths of the ancient well.

These are all things that are closely related to him and stand at the top of the path. The former is relatively clearer, while the latter is very vague, as if covered by layer upon layer of grayish-white fog.

In addition, there were three more gazes coming from the air, but Lumian couldn't tell who they were or where they came from.

This illusory sensation was fleeting, and Lumian's body shrank rapidly, and the purple-blue flames on his body disappeared.

A second later, he turned back into a human male, his whole body full of masculine colors and masculine temperament:

He is over two meters tall, with a bronze complexion, and his muscles are not only distinct, powerful and explosive, but also have smooth lines and beautiful shapes, like a sculptor's most outstanding work.

His appearance became more handsome and sharper, the light blue of his eyes deepened a little, but the details of his facial features were very delicate and gentle, diluting the sense of aggression.

Lumian looked ahead. The ocean had formed a thick, crystal-clear layer of ice, and he could see the blue water surging below.

The Traveler’s Bag was far away from the ice. Otherwise, even if it was specially made by Mr. Fool, it would have been destroyed in the flames and disastrous weather before this great being could see it.

With a pull of the invisible spider silk, the "traveler's bag" flew back into Lumian's hands. Lumian took out his spare clothes and put them on, just like an adult trying to wear a child's clothes.

His figure disappeared immediately, leaving only pieces of broken ice.

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A hot and dry place.

People who saw the witch taking the blood of the dead watched from a distance with fear and curiosity, and some believers went to find the priest.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound of thunder.

They subconsciously raised their heads and looked upwards, and found that dark clouds had accumulated at some point and the sky had become quite gloomy.

pat!

A drop of rain hit the chapped lips of the onlookers.

He raised his hands in surprise and shouted:
"It's raining, it's going to rain!"

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Southern part of the Kingdom of Hagati.

The residents in the room were worried that the blizzard would continue and collapse the roof, so they considered whether to take the risk and clean up first.

Just then, they saw rays of clear sunlight shining through the glass and into the house.

This... The residents quickly ran to the window and looked outside.

The leaden clouds that dominated the sky have all dissipated, and the not-so-warm sun is shining on the earth again.

The heavy snow falling from the sky became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

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Rumble!
During a thunderstorm, few people dared to go out, and children huddled next to their parents, too scared to sleep.

Their parents are worried about subsequent heavy rains and floods.

In such a mood, they suddenly discovered that lightning seemed not to have flashed across the sky for some time, and the rumbling thunder disappeared at some point.

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Trier, inside a luxurious villa.

Balls of purple and blue flames flew in and condensed into the handsome and tall Lumian in front of Franca, Janna, Anthony and Ludwig.

"You've grown taller again..." Franca raised her head and looked at him for a few seconds.

(End of this chapter)