Ring of Fate

Chapter 747: Approaching (Please give me double monthly tickets on the second to last day)
The moment he saw those iron-black eyes, Lumian's thoughts suddenly went blank.

When he recovered a little, he was surprised to find that his body was moving step by step towards the huge Iron Throne, without him having this idea.

He could feel his body visibly shaking, but he couldn't make his legs stop.

His body seemed to no longer belong to him. It was obeying unknown orders and accepting the commands of others!
This scene, coupled with the figure on the Iron Throne who looked like the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor, instantly reminded Lumian of two past events:
One was that in the area where the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" was located, he and "Hela" both lost consciousness at the same time due to the violent reaction of the "Blood Emperor's" afterimage, and walked back to the edge of the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" on their own, like puppets being manipulated or soldiers who absolutely obeyed orders;
Another thing was that, deep in the underground maze of Red Swan Castle, he, Albus and Eros lost consciousness after hearing the illusory roar of Vermonda Soran coming from Trier in the Fourth Epoch. They left the core area and walked towards different "wax masters".

Was it a similar situation now? Was this a Hunter's ability at the Angel level? Lumian forced himself to calm down and find a way out of the current predicament.

Compared to the previous two times, this time at least he regained consciousness quickly!

"Yes, why did the consciousness wake up first this time, while the body still accepted control?
"Is it that Alistair Tudor here is weaker and lacks strength, or is there another reason?

"Perhaps this anomaly hides the way to defeat control..."

Lumian tried hard to extend his will to his limbs, hoping to regain control of them.

This had some effect, and his steps towards the Iron Throne gradually slowed down.

He also took the opportunity to see Alistair Tudor sitting on the Iron Throne:

This "Blood Emperor" has a hard face with lines as if they were cut by a knife or an axe, firm lips, a high nose bridge, long hair that gleams with a faint bloody light, and iron-black eyes that are cold but contain extreme madness.

Suddenly, Lumian had an urge to surrender and give up resistance.

This impulse did not disappear in an instant, but instead expanded rapidly and filled his entire mind.

"No, I can't resist...

“I can’t resist…

"Submit, and you will gain everything...

"If He gets angry, I will be destroyed, and so will Franca and Janna...

"Give up, give up, kneel down and ask for forgiveness, accept the order..."

Such thoughts flooded Lumian's mind, turning into a violent wave that hit his clarity, rationality and will.

He clenched his teeth, as if if he relaxed even a little, the last dam would collapse and the flood would completely submerge his will and soul.

His pace, which had been slowing down, quickened again.

…………

On the deck of the Blue Avenger.

The "Magician" and the "Hanged Man" are both gazing at the dreamy curtain in mid-air.

On the translucent curtain with starlight as the background, Lumian's figure has become blurred, and the surroundings are dark and nothing can be seen.

Compared to the clarity just now, this means that something unusual has occurred.

In the eyes of the Magician and the Hanged Man, Lumian's body became stiffer and stiffer, but he walked faster and faster.

They also saw that Lumian's black hair seemed to grow longer, a little bit tinged with blood.

"Not quite right." Alger, the Hanged Man, turned his gaze towards the Magician lady beside him.

The "Magician" nodded slightly and was about to take out a sealed object.

That would help her actually locate Lumian, allowing her to directly enter the hidden dimension.

…………

In the dim environment, Lumian walked forward with an indifferent and stiff expression.

His soul was struggling, growling in pain:
“Can’t give up…

“Can’t give up…

"If I lose the will to persevere, I will no longer be myself...

“Shit…

“Raised by sows…

"..."

Lumian tried his best, but he felt himself wanting to surrender more and more.

Suddenly, the dam of his will collapsed, and giving up and surrender completely occupied his body and mind.

Lumian's mind went blank again.

In this state, he had no idea how much time had passed until he felt a deathly coldness and decaying pain in his right palm.

"Death... cold...

"Rotten...pain...

"pain……"

Lumian was startled, and suddenly he found his thoughts, regained his will, and instantly regained some initial control over his body.

At this moment, what he saw in front of him was not a nine-story staircase, nor a huge iron throne covered with red marks, but a mirror.

A full-length silver mirror with a classic shape and intricate patterns around it!
The full-length mirror reflected Lumian’s figure.

Lumian saw himself in the mirror with a face full of pain, as if he might give up at any moment, while his features were becoming harder bit by bit, and his nose was becoming so tall that it no longer looked like himself.

At the same time, his black hair grew longer and longer, stained with blood, and his blue eyes became colder and colder, approaching iron black.

"I am becoming Alistair Tudor..."

Lumian came to this realization.

He didn't have time to think about anything else. While his body was still able to obey commands to a certain extent, he immediately threw himself to the side, trying to escape the reflection range of the silver full-length mirror.

With a leap and a roll, Lumian quickly made sure his figure no longer appeared in the silver full-length mirror.

The next second, he heard an illusory scream, a crazy scream.

His mind went blank.

When his thoughts gradually returned, he found himself still curled up on the ground, which was the end of his tumbling just now.

His body did not walk towards the full-length mirror on its own. It just kept shaking uncontrollably, and even his blood seemed to have frozen.

Bang bang bang!
There seemed to be a crazy slapping sound coming from the full-length mirror, making the mirror clang, as if it would shatter at any time and a monster would crawl out.

And every slap on the mirror echoed in Lumian's mind, over and over again.

This made him feel fear grip his heart and his thoughts almost solidified.

After a while, the flapping sounds inside the mirror gradually subsided, and the surroundings became unusually quiet.

Lumian's body stopped shaking. He had a certain understanding and thought about his current situation and what had happened just now:
"If I really walk to that full-length mirror, and the person in the mirror has also completed the transformation, does it mean that the Blood Emperor Alistair Tudor will be resurrected in my body?

"But as long as I am not reflected in the full-length mirror, the impact will be minimal and will not cause me to lose control of my will and body...

"The key point to trigger this mutation is entering the reflection range of that full-length mirror?
"It seems to have calmed down now..."

Lumian slowly stood up and carefully looked around.

He found that he was not in the deep hall at all, but in a strange space that seemed to be condensed by starlight.

The floor here is translucent, and you can see the endless darkness below. There is no dome above, and there are bright but illusory stars twinkling.

On both sides, there are star-lit doors standing in the darkness, which together form a deep and spacious corridor. At the end of the corridor is the silver full-length mirror.

At this time, Lumian had reached the depths of the corridor, about ten meters away from the full-length mirror.

"The hall, stone chair, Iron Throne and the figure of the 'Blood Emperor' that I just saw were all illusions?
"The purpose is to make me surrender?

"That's not right. Once I'm reflected by the mirror, I can achieve my goal by roaring like I did just now..."

As his thoughts raced, Lumian came up with a guess:
Perhaps, the hallucination just now, the Iron Throne, Tudor's figure, and the broken stone chair I saw just now were caused by the resonance between the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" in my body and the silver full-length mirror. This also caused the "Underworld Man" mark to respond, helping me to temporarily break free from the controlled state and be able to escape the reflection range of the full-length mirror...

Thinking of this, Lumian raised his right hand and looked at his palm.

The light red scar there was bright and vivid, as if it had returned to the state it was in when it first entered Lumian's body, while the pale skin around it had shown obvious signs of decay, oozing a light yellow liquid and making the white bones beneath the flesh and blood vaguely visible.

This initially confirmed Lumian's guess.

He once again looked at the silver full-length mirror facing him.

Having dealt with the "Man in the Mirror" many times, he frowned slightly:

"The Blood Emperor wants to use that mirror and his remaining breath to revive in my body?
“There must be something hidden in that mirror…

"The Blood Emperor's resurrection arrangement actually relied on the mirror world...

"Well, this is also normal. Whether it is the special mirror world or the 'man in the mirror' from that world, they are all related to Trier, the Fourth Epoch of this 'blood emperor'...

"I used to think that the special mirror world was a relic of the 'Four Emperors War', but Moran Avini from the Tamara family said that their family had a connection with the special mirror world before the 'Four Emperors War'...

"Fuck, that special mirror world couldn't have been created by the Blood Emperor, right?

“How many problems did He leave for this world?

"As expected of the 'Blood Emperor' who is famous for his madness...

"But, the special mirror world obviously cannot avoid the 'Original Witch'...

"Could it be that the Witch Cult secretly seduced the Tamara family and wanted to use the special mirror world to quietly influence the 'Blood Emperor'?
"In the end, this was used by the Blood Emperor?

"The Fourth Epoch Trier is filled with mysteries..."

Lumian thought about it and suddenly understood why Thermipoulos had tried to stop him from exploring the Blue Avenger.

If you want to explore this place, you either need to have the residual aura of the "Underworld Man" who sealed the "Blood Emperor", or have the corresponding items or personalities to resist that kind of shock or conquest. Otherwise, as soon as you come in, you will become a puppet of Alistair Tudor and let Him resurrect in your body.

This is definitely not a good thing for Thermopylae.

Lumian's eyes moved and his attention was focused on the starlight doors.

Does that represent a different treasure?
PS: I want double monthly tickets on the second to last day~
(End of this chapter)