Ring of Fate

Chapter 699 Feathers
Inside the Tewanaco house in Tizamo.

Amandine woke up as the building shook violently.

She stood up in a daze and looked out the window. She saw that the sky had become gray and very low. Both the red moon and the stars were completely blocked.

In the almost absolute darkness, Amandine turned her body and looked not far away.

Robert, who was neatly dressed, was slowly getting up and looking around slowly, as if he was still having trouble adapting to the dark environment.

When the shaking of the earth and the shaking of the buildings finally stopped, Robert found Amandine with the help of his clairvoyance.

He hesitated for a moment and said:

"Are we awake?"

He remembered that before entering the "Dream Festival", he and Amandine came here to meet under the pretext of a date, and when they passively entered that special dream, they separated temporarily, one stayed where he was, and the other went to Saint-Sien Church.

Amandine looked out the window at the suddenly noisy street, thought for a few seconds and said:
“It should be…

“But I don’t know what’s going on now.”

Robert remembered what happened in his dream and fell silent, and Amandine did not speak either.

After a long while, Robert asked in a low voice:

"What happened to you?"

Amandine suddenly laughed:
"Nothing."

Robert closed his mouth again.

Amandine, who had night vision, looked at him and said with a complicated smile:

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Robert was silent for a moment and said:
"What happened to you afterwards?"

Amandine felt the quiet darkness in the house, and after a long silence, she whispered:
"I saw the man who gave me strength."

"The person who gave you the power?" Robert asked in surprise.

Amandine smiled:
"After we touched the black ancient tomb, we didn't actually fall asleep. We only became truly unconscious after we received the power."

"How is it possible..." Robert looked incredulous.

Amandine did not try to persuade him, but began to talk to herself:
"After receiving extraordinary power, one immediately falls into a coma or a deep sleep. When one wakes up, one has completely mastered that power, and both the spirit and the body have undergone certain changes...

"Is this considered low-level, dying first and then being reborn?"

"What are you talking about?" Robert became more and more confused.

do not understand at all!
Amandine's eyes turned slightly and she laughed:
"That person told me this. Maybe it was a kind of teaching."

"Teach..." Robert looked at Amandine across from him and could only confirm her condition through spiritual vision.

He felt that his fiancée was different from before, as if she had grown up overnight.

Amandine wanted to tell Robert about her experience in detail, as usual, but the words that came to her lips were finally swallowed back by her.

She sighed and said:

"Won't you go and see Father Carley? He may not live much longer."

Robert suddenly woke up from his thoughts and asked:

"He fled to the ancient tomb and was killed?"

"He is indeed dead," replied Amandine.

Robert's expression kept changing, and he didn't ask who the murderer was.

Amandine thought for a moment and said:

“Before you go to see Father Carli, I need to tell you something.

"The desire you felt when you first faced him did not come from your heart. He prayed to the devil through a ritual and gained the power to influence you."

Robert's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Amandine said nothing more, but stepped forward, passed Robert, and headed for the stairs.

After pressing the handrail of the stairs, she paused and said, "Hmm":
"Let's find an excuse to cancel the engagement. I can accept your other things, but I can't allow my fiancé to let me follow Louis Berry to find the Black Tomb alone under such circumstances.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your affairs, and I won't tell anyone who knows about it in my dream."

Robert turned suddenly and looked towards the stairs, just in time to see Amandine going down one floor at a time, her spiritual light submerged in the deep darkness.

Amandine left the Tehuanaco house and entered the street.

She looked at the gray and gloomy sky, looked at the sporadic lights on both sides, and smelled the dusty air.

After covering her nose with her hand, Amandine walked towards the Palm Manor.

Her steps gradually became lighter.

…………

Tizamo Town, third floor of the Police Headquarters.

Just as Camus felt that Kolobo's shaking was not as severe, as if he had recovered, he heard painful shouts coming from the next room.

With an idea in mind, he lit a candle, walked out of the room, pushed open the slightly deformed wooden door next door, and saw the Feysac man Loban lying on the ground, holding his knees and crying out in pain.

This member of the Tizamo Town Patrol Team woke up to the sound of an earthquake. He wanted to get out of bed and find shelter, but one of his legs strangely lost strength and was accompanied by severe pain, causing him to fall directly to the floor.

Before Camus could organize his words, Riya's voice rang out beside him:

"Don't worry, it's the mass hysteria mentioned in those surveys. It will get better after receiving the corresponding mass."

Roban worked with Camus to collect all kinds of abnormal things in Tizamo Town, and quickly understood what Riya said.

He cursed, struggled to stand up, fished out a military hip flask from under his pillow, and gulped down a few gulps of liquor.

After drinking until his face turned red, Roban breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I feel my knee is getting back a little bit. Sometimes alcohol is more helpful than Mass!"

Camus also breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at Riya and found that there was a hint of coldness in his teammate's expression.

After what happened just now, her dream projection completely disappeared, and those emotions and desires returned to her body? I wonder if that special dream still exists, and whether there will be a "Dream Festival" next year... Camus instantly had a lot of associations.

At this time, Riya said to him:
"Let's go out and see if we can save some people. The injured should not only be those who died in the 'Dream Festival'."

Camus was stunned for a moment and said:

"it is good."

He felt a little happy in his heart, thinking that Riya had not undergone any fundamental changes because of the return of those emotions and desires.

…………

According to the information given by the owner of the Briu Hotel, Lumian went to the fourth floor and opened the wooden door of the corresponding room.

The dark environment with almost no light quickly faded under the illumination of a ball of blazing white fire, revealing everything here in Lumian's eyes:
Some objects fell to the ground due to the shaking just now, the tables and chairs moved a little, a small amount of dust was sprinkled on the ceiling, the windows were closed but the glass was broken. Apart from these, there was nothing noteworthy and no human beings were present.

Lumian looked around but found no trace of the man and woman.

He frowned slightly and said silently to himself:
"According to the original rules of the Dream Festival, death in a dream does not mean immediate death. After the man and woman woke up, did they leave Tizamo Town directly?
"I also plan to collect their bodies and inherit their extraordinary characteristics..."

Lumian did not think that the man and woman could not escape from the secret room just because the door was closed and the windows were shut. After all, they were two mid-sequence Beyonders, and one of them was even a "demon", so they might have special abilities to solve the corresponding problems.

While Lumian was considering whether to look for traces, catch up, and clean up the dead on behalf of the "Dream Festival", he casually checked various details in the room.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated and his eyes froze for a second.

He saw a feather lying quietly under the armchair by the window.

White feathers covered with pale yellow oil stains!
Lumian's scalp tingled instantly, and he took two steps back silently and returned to the corridor.

That man and woman, like Reyaza, were already dead and mutated?

What about their bodies?
Disappeared?
Will humans who have “become gods” behave differently after leaving the “Dream Festival”?

With a ball of blazing white fire floating behind his head, Lumian once again looked at the room in front of him with many questions, thinking that the "corpses" of the man and the woman might still be here, but he just couldn't see them.

He walked into the room carefully and came to the armchair. He felt nothing unusual and found no trace of the invisible object.

Lumian took out the "Mystery Glasses" and "Eye of Truth" from the "Traveler's Bag" and put them on his face one by one.

He still didn't see the figures of the man and woman. His vision was filled with chaotic darkness, lightless rivers, oily feathers, and imprisoned depths.

“After returning to reality, they immediately completed their ‘metamorphosis’ and left here?” Lumian pondered for a few seconds and activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

He was "teleported" to a place in the jungle, which was the edge of the corresponding special dream.

As a "hunter", after being taken to the Black Tomb by Amandine, Lumian had memorized the correct route and environmental features. It took him nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the area where many tree roots protruded from the ground, like a large number of tangled blood vessels.

However, where the black boulder-like ancient tomb should have stood was empty, with nothing there.

"That black tomb only exists in dreams and cannot be touched in reality?" Lumian speculated seriously, "So, the Pale Queen and other angels cannot come in person, and can only send people to participate in the Dream Festival?"

As his thoughts raced, Lumian's gaze moved back and forth across the piece of land corresponding to the black ancient tomb.

It was indeed a little different from the surrounding area. There were no gnarled tree roots protruding from the ground, and it was flat and rockless.

Lumian moved closer thoughtfully, took out his straight sword, used it as a shovel, and tried to dig the soil.

As soon as he dug a small hole, Lumian's eyelids twitched.

Buried in the dark brown soil were two white feathers stained with light yellow oil!

Lumian took a slow breath and dug a little deeper.

Soon, a palm-sized piece of strange soil that was dark, slightly moist and sticky came into his sight.

(End of this chapter)