Ring of Fate

Chapter 696 Golden Corpse
Looking at the mask in his hand, which was made of gold and had white or black paint around the eyes and face, Lumian decisively put it on his face.

The cold feeling quickly seeped into his skin, and the heaviness of the gold was extremely real.

Lumian's head was in a daze for a moment, and he looked through the mask at the entrance of the black ancient tomb and at the end of the dead river that had mostly receded.

This time, he finally saw a slightly blurry figure.

The figure wore a strange, rusty iron crown and a dark robe with many strange patterns. His face and skin were like white jade, his eyes were so dark that they seemed to hide the entire night, and there was a floating pale beard on his mouth and jaw.

At this time, the old man sat cross-legged, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and his back against the open door of the black ancient tomb. His expression was cold and indifferent, like a statue.

As Lumian looked over, the old man also looked at him. He seemed to be reflected in his dark eyes, and it seemed as if a large number of overlapping shadows emerged.

Wow!

Behind the old man, even more illusory and almost lightless water waves began to ripple in the void, and a huge figure in blood-stained armor roared loudly, trying to get closer.

This caused Lumian's right palm to instantly become burning hot.

At this moment, the old man wearing a rusty iron crown and a strange robe took his hands out of his sleeves.

The skin of those two hands was pale and dull, but still had the texture of jade. Their backs were cracked one after another, and each crack was either covered with white feathers stained with pale yellow oil, or oozing rotten yellow pus.

Seeing this scene, Lumian's thoughts suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to be falling into a deep, cold darkness with no bottom in sight.

A familiar burning sensation appeared on his left chest, which, together with the heat, madness and violence of his right palm, awakened Lumian's consciousness and allowed him to find a support point in the darkness and a rope to grab.

Lumian was able to think because of this. He saw that the pair of deep black eyes that seemed to hide the entire night had almost black blood vessels protruding from them, stained with the madness that seemed to bury everything and end everything.

The eyes closed, and the illusory water waves and the huge human figure behind him disappeared.

Lumian's vision began to spread outward, and his ability to sense the outside world was fully restored.

He immediately felt an intense pain.

Lumian suddenly lowered his head and looked at his right hand, and found that from the wrist to the back of his hand there were disgusting bumps that looked like they were about to burst, and the hair growing on them seemed to have become a lot thicker and whiter.

He turned his palm upwards and saw the mark brought by the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor completely emerged, bright red.

These brands are surrounded by rotting flesh, oozing pus, and pale skin.

Lumian frowned immediately.

When the remaining aura of the "Blood Emperor" was completely aroused, none of the people around him, such as Amandine, Lugano, etc., showed any panic or fear, and he himself did not sense any extremely crazy or violent thoughts!

"this……

"The figure wearing blood-stained armor just now seems to be the Blood Emperor Alistair Tudor...

"The feeling here is also similar to the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain'... Is the figure sitting at the door of the tomb the underworld man mentioned by the 'Armored Shadow'?
"Why did he and the Blood Emperor appear here again? Shouldn't they be at the source of the Samaritan Woman's Fountain? Are the two connected?

"The Dark One just discovered that I have some residual aura of the Blood Emperor, so he sealed it away, so that even if I fully activate it, I can no longer display the aura of the Crazy Red Priest?

“Well, I don’t know if it’s because of the seal of Mr. Fool, or because I was wearing the golden mask of Hisoka, but the Dark Lord didn’t let me transform directly, nor did he force me into a state of loss of control…”

Lumian quickly figured out what had happened to him, and at this time, as the transformed demon entered the black tomb, the situation inside changed again.

Inside the tomb, which had originally fallen into deathly silence and tranquility, there began to be rustling sounds, the sound of metal colliding with stone.

The next second, a golden figure appeared beside the underworld man and appeared at the door of the tomb.

The figure was covered in gold, had long limbs, and wore a golden mask with white and black paint on his face.

It was the same kind as the one on Lumian's face and the one on the pale goat's head!
The figure wearing the golden mask was in a straight and stiff state, as if his limbs had not yet been activated. He relied solely on the strength of his waist to sit up from the posture of a lying corpse.

It closed its eyes and turned its head towards the pale goat closest to it.

The pale goat's breath instantly became normal. It could no longer walk on the dead river. It rotted rapidly and sank, soon disappearing.

The golden figure with his eyes closed turned his head towards the tattered evil rag doll.

The eerie vines on the surface of the rag doll's Gothic dress suddenly came to life and wrapped around the doll in circles, causing it to fall to the ground helplessly and become motionless.

The head of the corpse in the tomb then turned towards the slowly walking green-eyed man.

The green-eyed man with the ugly puppet in his eyes suddenly stopped and his body suddenly changed into a bloody pig.

The ugly puppet fell next to the piglet, motionless, as if it had transformed into the most ordinary and common type.

Ludwig, who was jogging over, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

He jumped up and pounced on the bloody piglet like a giant frog, grabbed the piglet's head and bit it.

Amandine closed her eyes in fear.

Louis Berry's godson is such a monster?

The pig squealed loudly, and the corpse wearing the golden mask closed its eyes, turned its neck, and faced Ivelista Eggers.

Lumian's forehead jumped suddenly. He wanted to break through the sudden sense of imprisonment and oppression, and "teleport" over to take Ivelista away, but he was a little hesitant.

He had just been abiding by the self-restriction of not getting close to the black ancient tomb, and at most he had taken a look or two. Now he did not want to break this "rule", as violating it would mean very high risks.

But Ivelista is from the Church of Fools.

Just as Lumian made the decision, the corpse covered in gold turned its head again, but Ivelista did not change at all and was still in a weak and seriously injured state.

What was going on? Why did the cold corpse in the ancient tomb let Ivelista go? When the underworld man was looking at Ivelista just now, he didn't do anything to him... While Lumian was puzzled, the golden mask of the corpse was facing Reyaza.

After the pale goat disappeared, Reysa summoned an undead, wrapped himself in it, and flashed to the edge of the ancient tomb area. He was about to escape into the jungle, but before he could make the next move, his body froze there.

Bang, bang, bang! One after another, huge, wet tumors burst out on Reysa's face, neck, and back of his hands, accompanied by disgusting mucus.

The deputy captain of the Paros Port patrol team fell down and quickly disintegrated into countless bloody tumors, which kept squirming in the gaps between his thin formal suit.

The undead summoned by Reysa turned into a thin piece of human skin and fell lightly to the ground.

Lumian's scalp tingled as he watched, and he finally broke free from the feeling of imprisonment brought by the corpse sitting up, and said to Lugano, Amandine and others:

"catch me!"

He is going to "teleport" back to Tizamo Town!
Just then, the corpse's face, wearing a golden mask, turned towards him.

Lumian felt a chill all over his body, and without caring about Camus and the others, he immediately activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

Suddenly, he saw the face of the cold corpse, and the eyes surrounded by white and black paint, which were visible from under the golden mask, opened.

Those were a pair of cold, ice-blue eyes.

Ice blue eyes? Lumian was stunned, feeling familiar.

This is……

These are the eyes of Napolitani!

MD, why is Napolitani here? Why is he the cold corpse in the black tomb?

On what basis can He bestow the extraordinary power of the “prisoner” path?
It must be fake. It's not Napolitano, but the eyes are similar...

As Lumian was thinking, he saw a smile in those ice-blue eyes, a smile of amusement, understanding and determination.

This was very different from the pained look in those icy blue eyes on Hant Island.

Suddenly, a half-withered, violently beating dark red heart flew up from the hand of the golden corpse and flew out of the completely disintegrated Dead River.

A short figure pounced over like a frog and grabbed the heart. It was Ludwig with a mouth full of blood.

The smile in the golden corpse's ice-blue eyes was more relaxed.

He nodded at Lumian, then fell back on his own initiative and lay back in his original position, with no intention of taking this opportunity to escape from the black tomb.

The illusory sound of splashing water was heard, and the open door of the tomb gradually closed.

The figure who was sitting by the door and looked like a person from the underworld disappeared.

This... Napolidisli's body seemed unwilling to leave the tomb... How did he lie in there in the first place? Did he lie in there by himself? Lumian couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only look at Ludwig and found that the little boy was putting the half-withered dark red heart to his mouth.

Lumian wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the ability to do so. The corpses around him didn't seem to be more attractive to Ludwig than the half-withered heart.

Bang!

The door to the tomb closed completely, and the entire area suddenly shook.

Lumian and the others saw dream fragments one after another, and everything around them became blurry.

After a brief trance, Lumian found himself lying in the middle of an unlit street, with a bright red moon in the sky, casting light.

This is the interior of Tizamo town.

(End of this chapter)