Ring of Fate

Chapter 1124 Entrustment
After Lumian finished reading Amon's current honorific name, a ray of light full of redemption shone out from the void and from the long river of fate, condensing into Amon wearing a pointed hat and a monocle.

Amon glanced around and said with a smile:

"Have you guys agreed? Do you want to have a duel?
"You Hunters are really patient. We should have discussed this matter last September, but it has been delayed until now."

As he spoke, Amon clapped his hands gently for the patience of the two "hunters".

The "Red Angel" Medici sneered:
“You’ve changed your path, why are you still cawing like a crow?
"Come on, don't waste time."

"Stealing" someone else's highest-sequence Beyonder characteristics is not an easy task. Even if the target gives up resistance and actively cooperates, it still takes a long time and has a high probability of failure. In addition, the target must have an extremely high status.

After urging Amon, the "Red Angel" sat back on his Iron Throne, leaned back, raised his right foot, and assumed his usual arrogant posture.

There was no fear or loss on His face, but His eyes were a little empty, as if He was reminiscing about something.

"What are you thinking about?" Amon asked with a smile.

The "Red Angel" Medici laughed:
"Think about things before you were born."

Amon shook his head and pinched the monocle clamped in his eye socket with his right hand.

He took out a red apple with his left hand, put it to his mouth, and took a bite.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Amon said with a smile, and the monocle on his face suddenly lit up.

He stretched out his right palm toward the "Red Angel" Medici, and his wrist turned heavily and slowly.

The "Red Angel" Medici was suddenly ignited, and his whole body was engulfed in bright purple flames.

He endured this pain and maintained a playful smile.

Burn in the fire, eternal in the fire.

…………

After "stealing" the two "Conqueror" extraordinary characteristics from the "Red Angel" Medici and handing them over to Lumian, Amon left the protected area.

He stood above the valley of the still-rushing Serenzo River and looked out at the world beyond:

Oak trees so huge that they seem to reach into the sky stand on the earth. The lush green covers the civilization left by mankind. Occasionally, cries of "Wow," "Wow," and "Wow" are heard, accompanied by the sound of groups flying.

Suddenly, a figure staggered out from the vaguely visible gray-white mist.

The figure was handsome, wearing formal attire, with scarlet eyes, and he was obviously a vampire of not too low a sequence.

After leaving the protected area, the vampire's body quickly underwent changes.

He collapsed into a mass of flesh and blood, and grew a large number of reproductive organs, some of which came from men, some belonged to women, and some came from special creatures.

They interact with each other and with the stones, wood, vines and other things in the surrounding environment, giving birth to all kinds of new life.

Amon watched with interest for a while, raised his right hand, and ejected an almost invisible and colorless flame.

The flame fell on the piece of flesh and blood that was madly squirming and constantly growing, instantly igniting the latter and burning it along with the new life into ashes.

Amon turned his gaze to the edge of the gray mist and saw three vampires looking at him. The leader was Mr. "Moon" Emlyn, who was wearing a half-high silk hat.

Amon smiled and looked back to where the huge oak trees stood.

He is on duty tonight.

Mr. "Moon" Emlyn, who came to clean up the mutants, stared for a while, walked out of the gray mist, endured the shining of the crimson moonlight, and recovered the Beyonder characteristics that had been severely contaminated.

He and the other two vampires looked at each other and returned to the reserve in silence.

After sealing the extraordinary characteristics, Emlyn returned to his own residence in Backlund, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out at the red moon in the sky.

Only in the protected area could he feel the peace, spiritual nourishment and beauty unique to the night brought by the crimson moon.

The crimson moonlight of the ruins world is a kind of pain to the vampires. It seems to want to ignite them and burn them into pure spirituality.

Thinking back on his experiences over the past period of time, Emlyn, who always felt good about himself, couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.

In the past, he always said that he wanted to be the savior of the blood clan, and he was full of motivation, but that was when the ancestor was still alive and the end of the blood clan was still in the prophecy. Now, the end of the blood clan has really arrived and is happening.

Compared to the Beyonders of other paths, the Beyonders of the Blood Clan and the "Tiller" path were more deeply and seriously affected after the arrival of the Red Moon. In the past year, Emlyn had seen countless of his fellow tribesmen transformed into monsters or the most brutal enemies, and he had dealt with a large number of them personally.

Every day familiar faces say goodbye, and every day sad things happen.

This is the end.

Up to now, compared with before the arrival of the red moon, the population of the blood clan is only half of the original, slightly less.

"How can I save..." Emlyn the Moon thought about this question seriously. He was no longer daydreaming or full of ambition.

——Affected by the coming of the red moon, the activities of the blood clan dukes have become increasingly restricted. They dare not use their abilities easily, fearing that they will lose control and mutate. Emlyn and other marquises are already the most powerful force that the blood clan can mobilize.

Emlyn vaguely guessed why the coming of Red Moon, or the "Great Mother", could have such a great impact, and thought about it for a whole night, but still could not figure out how to save his own people.

As the sun rose and the day came, he drew the curtains, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep, hoping that his active spirit could give him some hints through dreams.

In a daze, Emlyn suddenly heard a familiar female voice:
"Emlyn...Emlyn..."

Emlyn looked blankly towards the place where the voice came from, and vaguely saw a plump and graceful figure.

He shouted instinctively:

"Ancestor!"

The voice said in a slightly erratic tone:

"There's something I need to give you."

In the past, Emlyn would have been very happy, very proud, because this meant that he would truly become the savior of the vampires, but now, he only felt that his shoulders were heavy, and his body seemed to be unable to bear it.

He was silent for several seconds, then answered in a low voice:

"Yes, ancestor."

The plump and graceful figure said with maternal love:

"I will give you a copy of the 'Beauty Goddess' extraordinary characteristic, which contains my spiritual imprint and residual self-awareness.

"Please keep it well. One day in the future, maybe I can be reborn through it.

"It also contains an extra copy of the 'Creator' extraordinary characteristic. I will separate it out for you in advance. After that, you go to the treasury to get auxiliary materials and try to complete the promotion in a short time. After the doomsday comes, protect the remaining vampire members as much as possible."

Emlyn was not happy, but asked with doubt and worry:

"What about you, the First Ancestor?"

Why do we need to make arrangements for resurrection and new life?
The plump and graceful figure smiled and said:

"Some things have to be done, some hopes have to be fought for."

Emlyn was stunned for a moment, and heard the determination hidden in the tone of the ancestor Lilith.

The plump and graceful figure did not explain much, but just said in a mother's tone:
"My children, as long as you are still here, my bloodline is not cut off, and there are still people who remember my name, I will live forever..."

The sound gradually faded away and disappeared into the dream.

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A plump and graceful figure walked out of the dream gate forged by starlight, and saw the majestic ancient palace and the gray mist carrying the palace.

The Fool, wearing a half-high silk hat and a long black trench coat, has sat at the top of the long bronze table, waiting quietly.

This is one of his clones, a projection.

"Is this 'Source Castle'?" The beautiful woman, full of maternal radiance, sat down on the armchair at the bottom of the mottled long table.

She is Lilith, the "Mother Goddess of the Earth".

“It is the manifestation and extension of Sefirah Castle.” Mr. Fool replied calmly, “You came to me in your dreams while you were asleep. What’s the matter?”

The Earth Mother Lilith seemed to be holding an illusory baby in her arms and said with a faint smile:
"I want you to kill me."

“What’s the meaning?” Mr. Fool asked at a moderate pace.

"Mother Goddess of the Earth" Lilith smiled gently but firmly and said:

"The Fallen Mother Goddess took advantage of the fact that I stole Omybella's identity and destiny and used symbolic manipulation to put me in this dead-end predicament. But conversely, we can also take advantage of this.

"Since I am equal to Omebella, killing me will cause the real Omebella to die as well. She is the link between the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' and the 'Mother Nest'. Cutting off the link can effectively slow down the progress of the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' accommodating the 'Mother Nest' and buy more time for everyone.

"The Fallen Mother Goddess can use symbols. I think you, Mr. Fool, can do the same. As the master of Fool, you might even be a master in this area."

"You are equal to Omybella. This symbol is indeed established and still exists." Mr. Fool nodded gently, "But if we kill Omybella now, the 'Mother Nest' will hate us and choose to return to the 'Fallen Mother Goddess'.

"To Him, Omebella is the first child He gave birth to after He gained new consciousness, not the first child He asked someone else to give birth to. She is the eldest daughter with mystical significance, just like the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' is the eldest daughter of the 'Original Creator'. He attaches great importance to Omebella."

Without waiting for the Earth Mother Lilith to respond, Mr. Fool tapped the edge of the bronze table with his fingers:

“It can be exploited, but the time is not right yet.”

"Mother Goddess of the Earth" Lilith smiled again:
"That's good, at least I can still use death to some effect.

"I'm waiting for that time to come."

After saying this, the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" stood up and slowly walked away from the gray fog.

(End of this chapter)