Ring of Fate

Chapter 744 "Identification"

"What's the other one?" Lumian noticed that Ludwig had stopped and seemed to have some concerns, so he took the initiative to ask.

Ludwig stared at the remains of the umbilical cord in front of Lumian, hesitated for a moment and said:

"It can change your aura and blood to a certain extent, allowing certain creatures that do not possess the necessary intelligence to regard you as the son of the 'Great Mother'."

Lumian's expression became more serious:

"In other words, it is indeed possible for me to fuse the blood of the Son of God, even if it is only a negligible amount?"

Can this deceive creatures with low IQ or that act purely on instinct?
"Yes." Ludwig nodded solemnly, "That little bit of blood can't bring any changes to you, and only creatures directly created by the Great Mother or blessed by Her can sense it."

This doesn't sound very useful, but if you encounter a special environment, it seems to be able to play an extremely important role. Compared with treating infertility and improving self-healing ability, it has more room for imagination... Lumian asked carefully:

“What negative consequences will this have?”

Will it lead to a gender change? After all, the Great Mother's son Omibella seems to be a woman.

Ludwig withdrew his greedy gaze from the Son of God's umbilical cord and said with great regret:

"If it were someone else, the Great Mother's Son of God might be nurtured and grown inside him, but that won't happen to you. You only need to worry about the Great Mother turning her eyes to you, really looking at you."

Lumian was silent for more than ten or twenty seconds, and slowly put the remains of Omybella's umbilical cord back into the "Traveler's Bag".

He was not in a hurry to let Ludwig use the remains of the Son of God's umbilical cord to make food with special effects. He planned to consult the "Magician" lady's opinion before making a decision.

He is willing to take risks, but he won't do it rashly.

"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig looked at the matte "deprivation bullet" eagerly.

“One last question.” Lumian smiled again and took out another item from the Traveler’s Bag.

It was old blood-stained powder in a glass vial.

This came from the "devil wizard" Boorman, who, under the guidance of Harrison, a visitor from Easter Island, summoned an evil spirit named Arden from the depths of death, and easily killed the other party. He collected the corresponding blood and planned to use it in a subsequent ceremony. Lumian got some blood powder from his room.

Previously, Lumian asked Franca to use the "magic mirror divination" method to investigate, but he could only confirm that this really came from the depths of the spiritual world, and there was no other gain. Now, he wanted to let the "gourmet" try it to see if he could get more important information.

He remembered very clearly that the people on Easter Island claimed that they could die and be resurrected again and again, that they would never die and would never grow old, and that the secret lay in their control over the marks deep within death.

This may be a way to truly resurrect the dead.

"Can I eat it?" Lumian kept his smile and pushed the glass bottle containing the old blood powder in front of Ludwig.

Ludwig looked at the old blood-stained powder carefully for a while, unscrewed the bottle cap, and touched it a few times with his hand.

"Sure." He replied without much expectation.

"Then you eat half." Lumian looked expectantly at Ludwig as he shook the little old blood-stained powder into his mouth, leaving only the last bit.

Ludwig chewed and tasted the food, and after a while he published his "food review":
“There is a strong smell of death and eternal sleep, coming from the depths of the spirit world.

"It comes from a man in his thirties who possesses both the 'Voyeur' and 'Death' pathways. He is in a very bad mental state and his emotions are easily out of control..."

Hearing this, Lumian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

This seems to describe the "devil wizard" Boorman himself!

But this bloody powder came from deep within the spirit world and belonged to the evil spirit Arden who was killed by Burman!
"From Intisdong Province?" Lumian confirmed his guess.

"Yes." Ludwig smacked his lips.

He then told about other information he had obtained from the blood powder, each of which matched the situation of the "devil wizard".

Could it be that Boorman summoned himself, killed himself, and then collected his own blood? Lumian was inexplicably horrified.

Those old blood powders were definitely not left behind by Burman due to other problems, because both Franka and Ludwig were sure that blood was closely related to death and the spirit world, and Lumian fought with the "devil wizard" twice, and it was believed that he was still alive at that time.

"The evil spirit that Boorman summoned from the depths of death following the teachings of the Easter Island visitor Harrison was his own, uh, his own mark?

“He killed his mark in the depths of death, and he still thinks it’s weak?

“This sounds unbelievable...

"What exactly does Harrison of Easter Island want to do, and what is the hidden truth behind the resurrection of these islanders?"

Lumian's thoughts raced, and he felt that the events on Easter Island were shrouded in secrecy, no less than the high-level events he had experienced before.

"Can you give it to me?" Ludwig asked eagerly, looking at the "deprivation bullet" again.

He returned the little bit of old blood-stained powder that was left to Lumian along with the glass vial.

"Okay." Lumian threw the "Deprivation Bullet" to Ludwig.

Ludwig caught it and stuffed the matte bullet into his mouth.

“Just eat it?” Lumian asked with a smile. “Without cooking it? Without mixing a cocktail?”

Ludwig replied vaguely:

"No need for this, you can absorb it directly."

As he spoke, he pulled the "Deprivation Bullet" out of his mouth again like sucking a popsicle.

Compared to before, the bullet's matte metal shell was obviously thinner, and the complex symbols engraved on the surface became bumpy, with marks left by teeth.

In this way, Ludwig sucked three times, and then put the bullet, with the gunpowder inside vaguely visible, into his mouth, chewing it with a snapping sound and swallowing it.

Lumian felt a toothache as he watched, and gained a deeper understanding of the various changes brought about by hunger.

After eating the "deprivation bullet", Ludwig closed his eyes, with a look of aftertaste and longing on his face.

Lumian felt sorry for the extraordinary bullets he got from Jebus:

None of the "Debilitating Bullet", "Depriving Bullet" and "Implosion Bullet" played their due role, while the "Poisonous Bullet", "Rotting Bullet" and "Pregnant Bullet" were assigned to Franka.

"How do you feel?" Lumian asked Ludwig.

"It's delicious, a familiar taste." Ludwig replied with his eyes half closed.

After sighing, he opened his eyes and said with bright eyes:

"Godfather, can you find out the organization that made the bullet as soon as possible?"

You kid, that's the sect that follows your god... But, I can't blame you, you have no brains... Besides, for the evil god, as long as the descended angels can be freed from the seal, sacrificing as many gift givers as possible is worth it. Returning to the stomach of the angels is equivalent to returning to the heaven of the gods... Lumian muttered a few words silently, nodded slightly, agreed, slowly stood up, and walked back to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, he opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling with a chandelier hanging from it. He did not feel sleepy at all, even though the scent of absinthe was still lingering in his nose.

After staring at it quietly for an unknown amount of time, Lumian laughed at himself and tried to use meditation to help himself fall asleep.

He slowly sketched out a ball with eyes and a cross through it in his mind.

His state of mind gradually calmed down and he began to feel sleepy.

At this moment, Lumian was stunned.

My sister taught me how to meditate, and she also drew the meditation pattern...

Lumian laughed softly, shaking with laughter.

After a few minutes, he indulged himself and recalled every detail of his life in Koldu Village, including the time he had spent together in his dream.

Even the latter, looking back now, has a kind of indescribable warmth.

As his thoughts wandered, Lumian remembered his sister's contracted creature, "Blank Paper":
“I don’t know what the current status of ‘Blank Paper’ is…

"Strictly speaking, Aurora is not completely dead yet. The contract between her and 'White Paper' should still exist...

"Unfortunately, the contracted creature is not a messenger, so I can only summon it myself. Otherwise, I would have wanted to summon 'White Paper' to see what's going on with it...

"According to Aurore, this means that seeing the things left behind will remind you of that person? Or, if you like someone so much, you will also like her pets?

"Well, it's not that I can't summon him. Since Themiporos sealed in my body is one with me, then Auror's soul fragment should also be one with me. My summoning is equivalent to Auror's summoning..."

Thinking of this, Lumian sat up quickly.

In the darkness, he set up the altar and chanted the spell in the corresponding language:

"I!

"I call in my name:
"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be driven, a fragile sphere that can communicate with my mind..."

As the spell echoed, the candlelight flickered slightly, but nothing happened.

Lumian, who had turned on his "clairvoyance", did not see the "white paper" that appeared in his dream.

Huh... He lay back on the bed in disappointment.

As time passed, Lumian, who had never been able to fall asleep, suddenly became awake and no longer tired.

It's six o'clock in the morning.

Lumian got up silently and began to clean up the altar.

At this time, a "doll" messenger wearing a light golden skirt walked out of the void and threw a dark coin bag and a piece of letter paper folded into a square onto the table.

The rewards that the Magician mentioned have arrived? One of them is a "traveler's bag"? Lumian perked up and grabbed the dark coin bag.

The "Doll" messenger glanced at him, raised his hand and pinched his nose and said:
"drunkard!
“The clothes stink!”

Uh... Lumian, who didn't take a shower or change clothes last night, coughed awkwardly and said thank you.

He waited until the "doll" messenger left before continuing to check what rewards there were.

(End of this chapter)