Ring of Fate

Chapter 814: Alliance?

Chapter 814: Alliance?

Discovered? How? I am a real shadow creature... Lumian was puzzled and grew out of the shadows.

He flashed to the side of the iron soldier in an instant.

The iron soldier ran past him, then found that the target had moved. He could only slow down, half twist his body, and swept the giant sword in his hand.

Lumian was well prepared. He jumped high up, with blazing white flames burning the air around him, and punched the iron soldier on the neck.

when!
With a sound like the ringing of church bells, the tall, heavy, and hard iron soldier was actually forced to take a step back.

A fist-sized dent appeared on its metal-wrapped neck, surrounded by spider-web-like fine cracks.

Lumian's attack was simply a "harvest" and he did not detect the opponent's weaknesses because there was no need for that.

Having read the book "Making and Maintaining Dolls" carefully, he knew very well the weaknesses of similar iron soldiers!
Of course, he also made some observations in advance to confirm that this iron soldier was of the conventional type and had not been modified.

The iron soldiers who were "harvested" suddenly became violent, and the giant swords in their hands slashed, swept, hacked, and chopped, completely involving the surrounding five or six meters area in the storm-like attack.

Lumian "teleported" directly to a distance of more than ten meters, looked at the iron soldier, put one hand in his pocket, and extended his right palm.

One after another, blazing white fireballs gathered and bombarded the iron soldiers one after another.

The dark red light in the Iron Soldier's eyes suddenly brightened, locked onto Lumian, and rushed towards him.

Rumble!
It split the white flames in front of it, endured the bombardment of other fireballs, and moved forward stubbornly in the smoke and flames.

Almost immediately, it lost sight of Lumian once again.

Lumian flashed to its shoulder, half-crouched, and swung his fist towards the dent left before.

With a whoosh, a blazing white flame burned violently on the surface of his fist.

when!
There was another sound like a heavy hammer hitting a bell.

Lumian's silhouette faded away, avoiding the iron soldier's left hand that was about to release the giant sword.

The next second, a series of creaking sounds were heard, and the depression on the iron soldier's neck completely collapsed.

The spider-web-like cracks around it quickly spread to its head and torso.

The iron soldier struggled forward, and metal fragments on his body fell off one after another, as if it was raining iron.

Lumian's figure quickly appeared not far away, and he laughed:
"Don't you remember the lesson you learned?

“The same mistake is being made again.

"Oh, I forgot, you have no brains."

As soon as Lumian finished speaking, the iron soldiers who were struggling to move forward completely disintegrated and collapsed into a pile of metal fragments.

Lumian then turned his gaze to the other side of the Dades Agricultural Company.

The remaining iron soldier was quietly burned by the pitch-black flames all over his body, his movements became slower and slower, and more and more rust appeared on his body.

Bang! It fell to the ground, motionless, and lost that sense of oppression.

Julie, wearing a cotton nightgown and with her inner beauty faintly visible, stood leisurely by the side. She saw the iron soldier shrink rapidly and quickly return to the appearance of a children's toy.

The metal fragments near Lumian were also shrinking, and it would not be long before they could only be called residue.

Julie cast her eyes on him and praised him with a gentle smile:
"Boss, you are more powerful than I thought."

You can praise me if you want, but why are you staring at my crotch... Lumian said with a chuckle:

"You are not weak either."

Julie blinked and said:

"But why didn't you look at me and say that?"

"Because you have nothing between your legs." Lumian ignored Julie and walked directly to Dades Agricultural Company.

Julie's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and her face flickered in the flickering firelight.

After a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Soon you won't have any either."

By this time, Lumian had arrived at the half-collapsed building and was inspecting the traces of battle left at the scene.

"Explosion, high temperature, fire, and an attack that directly hit the key structure of the house... It was indeed a battle between 'Hunters'... Some people were injured, more than one, but the blood was burned to only scorch marks..." Lumian quickly walked around the ruins of the explosion and found many bodies.

Some of the bodies were normal, like the employees on duty at the company at night who died from the aftermath of the explosion, suffocation caused by thick smoke, burning flames and falling heavy objects. The rest were either left with pieces of flesh or incomplete remains, as if they had been violently dismantled.

Lumian noticed that on one of the corpses whose head was still intact, there was a faint hint of blood red between the eyebrows, and there seemed to be something slowly wriggling under the skin, trying to get out.

"I have seen a similar mark on Guxin's forehead...

"It's really the 'Iron Cross' that is trying to kill Vanak...

"With the addition of Albus Medici, they became bolder and began to eliminate possible competitors and disruptors?
"But it seems to have failed... Vanak is really powerful. Facing the siege of the Iron Cross, Albus and Gusin might have been there, but he was able to kill a few and escape...

"Is the Iron Cross really cooperating with Albus and really trusting this descendant of Medici? Doesn't Guxin know what the name Medici stands for?

"Well, they know, but they want to use Albus Medici. Is this a collaboration where each has their own conspiracy?"

As thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind, Julie walked over and stopped beside him.

"Did you see anything?" Julie asked.

Lumian laughed:
"Shouldn't I be asking you this? You 'witches' are good at divination, but I'm not."

Julie's expression has returned to normal, and she said with bright eyes:
"I tried, but to no avail. One or several of them may be carrying items of high status."

Without waiting for Lumian's response, she glanced at her boss and said:

"It seems that the Albus you are afraid of has formed an alliance with Gusin's gang."

Lumian nodded slightly and said:

"They should be trying to clear out Vanak."

"After that, they will try to eliminate me, you, and all the 'hunters' and 'witches' in Morola." Julie smiled lightly and extended an invitation, "Boss, I know you won't trust me, and I can't trust you either, unless you only have that thing left. But facing the threats from Albus and Guxin, can we cooperate temporarily?"

You? Why would a "witch" who doesn't like to study and only knows how to do twisted things cooperate with me? I just want to study quietly and attentively... Lumian muttered a few words in his mind and laughed:

"sure."

His goal was to obtain the information accumulated by the Witch Cult and the preparations they had completed more conveniently through "cooperation".

Julie was about to say something else when she suddenly saw a group of law enforcers in black robes jogging towards her from the direction of the Church of Knowledge.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she said to Lumian:

"I'll leave first. We can discuss anything tomorrow morning."

Lumian glanced at the leading law enforcer and found that it was not Celeste.

He responded to Julie thoughtfully:
"Ok."

Julie immediately walked into the shadows not far away and disappeared from his sight.

Lumian stared at the corpses in the ruins for a few seconds, then turned and left the Dades Agricultural Company and turned into the nearest alley.

In the darkness, he walked forward at a moderate pace, thinking about a problem he had just discovered:
Are there too many members of the Iron Cross who have infiltrated Morola?

In order to deal with Vanak, four or five people died just now!
This is not just a question of whether they can infiltrate so many members, or whether the Church of Knowledge is too lenient, but that no secret organization should be willing to bear such a large loss of members.

You know, Morola is the place where "0-01" is sealed, and every extraordinary person sent here must be mentally prepared for a high probability of sacrifice.

The Witch Cult only sends one Sequence 5 Beyonder to infiltrate at a time. If the previous "Witch" had not lost contact and no longer responded, they would not have sent a second one. Does the "Iron Cross" really not care about the middle and low-level Beyonders at all and use them as cannon fodder?

"Well, this doesn't seem too strange for a war, but a commander with a normal mind would only sacrifice soldiers at a critical moment instead of letting them die on the road. Or, Gu Xin developed a large number of new 'hunters' in Morola to join..." Lumian suddenly thought of Gu Xin and the bloody mark on the forehead of the corpse, and the stone statue and the oil lamp deep in the underground fog. "Or, the real members of the 'Iron Cross' are only Gu Xin and two or three people, and the others are mass-produced using special secret rituals?"

Thinking about this, Lumian laughed:
"If that's true, next time Gu Xin and his team hold a ceremony to create soldiers, something very interesting might happen. The oil lamps that I added seasoning to should be able to bring about different changes...

"I don't know what kind of soldiers will appear..."

Lumian walked faster and faster, and soon he returned to the "Carnivore" bar, sat in front of the desk, and pinched a ball of blazing white fire as a gas wall lamp.

He wanted to hurry up and finish reading "Examples of the Construction of Underground Mausoleums" so that he could go to the Church of Knowledge to take the exam tomorrow morning and borrow more books.

“Don’t let anything interrupt my studies anymore…” Lumian muttered and buried his head in studying.

Amid the occasional sound of turning pages, he suddenly turned his head and cast a cold and sharp gaze towards the mirror in the room.

The mirror surface was gleaming with water, highlighting a figure with iron-black eyes, bright red hair, and an angular face.

Vanak? The Vanak that was attacked just now? Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly, and waited for the other party to speak without saying anything.

Vanak's figure swayed slightly, as if affected by the swaying water waves.

He asked in a deep voice:
"Want to kill Gusin and Albus Medici?"

(End of this chapter)

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