Ring of Fate

Chapter 1109 Whisper (Please give me a monthly ticket in the last three days)

Janna quickly shuttled through the illusory tunnel in the mirror world that was as dense as a spider web, and finally found a way to her destination.

She arrived in front of the special mirror world and saw Mr. Fool standing there quietly, his figure flickering constantly, his appearance almost identical to the description in the church scriptures. She also saw the distorted shadows that were almost covering the edge of the special mirror world.

When she saw the huge phantom that looked like a human yet not a human, Janna suddenly felt a strong desire for destruction in her heart. She wanted to spread disaster and indulge in pleasure.

She almost failed to suppress the divinity in her that was not obvious to begin with.

What is this? Janna was horrified and stunned, and finally managed to control her emotions and desires.

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In the area behind the mirror, there is a gray-white stone platform and a white bone statue.

Franka and the "Black Witch" Clarisse fought fiercely for a while, and apart from shattering a few "mirror substitutes" of each of them, turning the place into a gray-white cave, neither of them suffered much substantial damage.

Seizing the opportunity when the "Mirror Projection" was shattered and emerging at the edge of the area behind the mirror, the "Black Witch" looked at Franka and said in surprise:

"Did you digest the 'immortality' potion to a great extent?"

Obviously, what surprised her was not that Franca had become the "ageless witch", but that the other party was in very good condition, her emotions and desires were effectively controlled, and she was not affected by her own active "charm".

This doesn't look like an "ageless witch" who has only been promoted a few months ago.

You have to know that the digestion of the "ageless witch" is measured in hundreds of years. A newcomer may have to be in a state of unstable emotions and desires for several years or even more than ten years. Even when facing the "charm" of a witch of the same level, it is difficult to resist, unless she is in love or has just experienced an unforgettable relationship for which she is willing to die.

Franka was also happy to talk to delay time and wait for an opportunity.

While dodging a new wave of attacks from the "Black Witch", she smiled and asked back:
"If I say I have completely digested the 'immortality' potion, will you lose control?"

She was trying to induce emotional fluctuations in the "Black Witch" by showing off facts that were unbelievable to the other "Immortal Witches".

With the fluctuation of emotions, she may be able to "charm" the target, making the other party admire her and unwilling to take action, until she is defeated.

The eyes of the "Black Witch" suddenly froze.

She was obviously unwilling to believe that Franka could digest the "immortality" potion that normally takes hundreds of years to completely digest in just a few months, but the other party's good condition seemed to prove what she said just now.

Taking advantage of the "Black Witch's" mood swings, Franka smiled sweetly.

This made the heart of "Black Witch" Clarisse beat faster, just like the first time she experienced what feminine charm was from the "Original Witch" statue.

With her experience, she immediately realized that something was wrong, so she made her reflection in the mirror stand out from the other side and used "charm" on herself.

"Charm" yourself!
With a whoosh, Franka, who had put on the "mysterious face" at some point, shot out a hazy beam of light from the eye protection that was made up of gears, springs, rivets and other parts, and it fell on the "Black Witch".

The "Black Witch" regained a certain degree of clarity in the tug-of-war between the two "charming" forces and used the "mirror substitute" in advance.

Her body degenerated into a mirror, which was completely broken into pieces and fell to the ground in fragments that were invisible to the naked eye.

The mirror self of the "Black Witch" came out, and was then stopped by the mirror self of Franka.

——When it comes to the "Immortal Witch" stage, if the battle takes place in the real world, the witches' mirror selves still cannot directly take action. However, if the battlefield is in the mirror world and the real body enters here, the witches can besiege the enemy together with their mirror selves, which is equivalent to two against one.

The "Black Witch" who escaped the attack quickly appeared on the other side of the area behind the mirror, and said with a smile on her face without any anger:

"I told you before that the original has two hidden honorific names. Do you want to know now?"

Now, what about those two hidden honorific names? Isn't this a trap? Franka answered without hesitation:

"In no mood!"

The figures of the "Black Witch" suddenly appeared layer upon layer, everywhere, as if entering a maze made entirely of mirrors.

Her voice came into Franka's ears from all directions:

"The fourth section of the Honorable Name is:
"The female body of the original God!"

The female body of the original God? Holy shit! Franka was stunned for a moment and was almost hit by the "Black Witch". She escaped the crisis by using the "Mirror Stand" in advance.

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East of the Sonia Sea, the "God-forsaken Land".

At the top of the endless mountain range, the darkness suddenly expanded to become transparent.

In the transparency, a huge cross can be vaguely seen, with two people nailed to the cross, one with his head above his feet, and the other with his feet above his head, yet they share one body, like conjoined twins.

Below the cross is a chaotic water surface that seems to contain all colors and all possibilities. Something under the water seems to be grabbing the bottom of the cross, pulling it towards the depths of the earth, causing it to slowly sink.

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In an indescribable darkness.

Lumian, who had turned into a gray stone statue with only a little thought left, suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers blooming in the dark night, which is also the scent that every male yearns for most.

The long skirt that seemed to be made of bones peeled off in front of him and fell to the ground, revealing a perfect body that would even make stones rush and even violate the rules.

The slippery, thick, snake-like black hair gently swayed on Lumian's body, and the body that looked like a bright moon sat in Lumian's arms, wrapping around him like a boneless person.

Heat and coldness arise at the same time, a moist feeling ripples between the two bodies, and ambiguity flows.

Lumian felt like he was naked and entangled by a giant python, rubbing gently, and as if he was wrapped in the most charming pleasure, sometimes in heaven and sometimes in hell.

The smooth black hair like a venomous snake, the white and delicate beautiful palms, the moist and slightly parted pink lips, the delicate and elastic facial skin that seemed to be broken if touched, moved in turn between Lumian's face, neck, chest and abdomen, or touched lightly, or pressed tightly, or rubbed carefully, or tried to blend in.

The soft and gentle voice before became full of charm, and it sobbed with joy when Lumian arrived in heaven, and became almost a dream talk after he fell into hell:

"Whether it's the residual souls in the 'Eternal Darkness River' or the extraordinary characteristics in the 'Blue Avenger's' treasure house, they are not the real reliance of Tudor's resurrection...

"It's great if they succeed, but it doesn't matter if they don't, as long as they can create someone like you...

"Tudor's true resurrection arrangement is here with me..."

The sound brought with it a subtle fragrance that carried a hint of ambiguous sweetness, causing the stone statue of Lumian's blood to expand to the point where it turned gray and cracked.

A sweet, fragrant breath blew into his ears, high and low, accompanied by a hint of laughter:

"Tudor is willing to believe in me, and I will not let Him down...

“Do you know why only Judith’s descendants remain among His, while the others no longer exist?

"I cursed them, both directly and through fate...

"I am the only one Tudor can rely on now..."

Lumian's remaining thoughts were in a state of ups and downs, but these words gave him an inexplicable fear.

He didn't know why the "Original Witch" Chick wanted to have sex with him at this time, why she wanted to control his happiness and pain, and why she said these words.

He only knew that this true "witch" was crazy.

With a slightly hoarse voice, she leaned close to Lumian's body and laughed softly in his ear:
"I am very pleased with this body. It will belong to Tudor...

“I have waited for more than a thousand years, and finally the best opportunity has come. This will not only allow Tudor to be resurrected, but also allow me and Him to complete our unfulfilled dreams…

"Do you know what the 'Witch' path symbolizes?"

Lumian couldn't answer because he was now just a gray stone statue, indulging in extreme pleasure and sometimes entering heaven.

The beautiful female voice took a breath:
"It symbolizes disaster and doomsday. It also symbolizes the feminine side of the original creator.

"What does the 'Hunter' path symbolize? It symbolizes war and destruction, and also the positive side of the original creator.

"Do you know that the original creator was both crazy and rational, full of self-destructive tendencies and wanted to survive?
“What do you think a creator like this will do while destroying himself?
“He could just wait for the final gathering to come, so why did He create an invisible barrier to block the Outer Gods, to prevent them from grabbing in chaos and starting the gathering?
"As the source of reason and wisdom, doesn't He want a stable existence?"

Even though Lumian's mind was almost blank, he still had some extra thoughts at this moment.

At the same time, he vaguely sensed the purpose of the "Original Witch" having sex with him and saying these words:
Harmonizing yin and yang, correcting the status quo, and making final preparations for Alistair Tudor's resurrection...

The female voice, panting harder and weeping and laughing, asked Lumian’s throat:

"You know what the original feminine plus the original masculine equals?

"What would it be if the negative and positive sides of a thing were combined?"

Lumian's last thoughts froze.

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In the area behind the mirror covered with gray-white stones.

Frightened by the fourth stage of the honorific title of "Original Witch", Franca immediately fell into a disadvantage and barely managed to survive the most difficult stage.

She could die and wait to be resurrected using the self in the sleeping mirror, but that would waste too much time.

At this moment, the voice of "Black Witch" Clarisse came from the side again:

"The original fifth honorific name is..."

Franca wanted to stop the other party, but she couldn't find a suitable way. In comparison, it was more convenient to deafen her own ears.

Before she could make such a move, the subsequent words of the "Black Witch" echoed with a smile:
"The original fifth section of the honorific name is:

"The Prime Creator in the mirror!"

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