Ring of Fate

Chapter 854 A wonderful experience (the last two days to ask for monthly tickets)

Lumian released his hand, pressed his left chest, silently praised Mr. Fool, and then walked towards the bottom of the slope with Amandine in the gray mist.

The more Amandine walked, the more she felt uncomfortable with her current situation. The coldness from the bottom of her heart made her feel as if she was dead and a corpse, and it was as if there was another her inside her body that she wanted to tear out.

"Let's go back?" she said to Lumian hesitantly.

"We're almost at our destination." Lumian pointed in the direction of the barely audible sound of water, and added, "If you really decide to go back now, I can satisfy your request."

Amandine hesitated for a few seconds:
"It's almost at the edge..."

Wouldn't it be a wasted trip if we go back now?

Lumian laughed and said:

"Don't worry. If it really gets to the point where I can't bear it anymore, I'll definitely run faster than you."

"You make me even more worried..." Amandine replied in a low voice.

Lumian continued to move forward, thinking for a moment:

"Wait, I tell you to close your eyes, and you close them. If I tell you to open them, you open them immediately."

"Okay." In such a situation, Amandine could only choose to trust Lumian.

Soon, the gray fog in front of them became very light, revealing a spring the size of a pond.

Pale water was flowing in the spring, and it was surrounded by dark objects of indescribable color.

Amandine saw a patch of wet, seaweed-like black hair floating in the water, and there seemed to be many vague figures hidden at the bottom. Those figures looked like they had just drowned and were struggling to climb out.

At the same time, she noticed a lady wandering beside the spring. She was wearing a white robe, had black hair, had delicate features that were perfect, and had a temperament that was so holy that it seemed as if she did not belong in a tomb.

Amandine was immediately attracted. If the lady's eyes had not been dull and cold, lacking the necessary charm, and if the spring water had not shrunk back into the dark hole where not even light could penetrate, she might have been unable to extricate herself.

Lumian also saw Christine's figure, and several thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind:

"We can bring Janna here and meet Christine directly, without having to wait until the promotion every time...

"Chrismena here is more like a wandering ghost. It is unknown whether the ghost bound around the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' can communicate normally, whether it will indiscriminately attack the 'witch' who approaches it, and whether it will cause abnormalities...

"We have to find a way to confirm it before bringing Janna in..."

Seeing that the shadow of Christine didn't even glance at him, Lumien turned his head and said to Amandine:

"You can close your eyes now."

"Okay." Amandine felt a certain fear and closed her eyes obediently.

Lumian then took two steps forward and reached the edge of the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain".

The next second, Amandine heard the sound of rushing spring water and felt a violent and crazy aura descending upon her.

She couldn't help but shiver and her knees became weak.

At the same time, she also had hallucinations, thinking that several figures were approaching her, and each figure was extremely terrifying, the kind that would give her nightmares or cause her tragic death if she encountered them.

Amandine cried out in fear:

"go back!
"I want to go back!"

As she screamed, the violent and crazy aura subsided, and the multiple figures in her hallucination also retreated.

Lumian's deep voice rang in her ears:
"You can open your eyes now."

Amandine came out of her extreme fear and relaxed a little.

She opened her eyes without hesitation.

She saw the familiar figure, wearing a strange rusty iron crown, with skin as crystal as jade, white beard gently fluttering, and he was already quite old.

At this time, the old man was sitting cross-legged in a deep hole, which was shaking violently, as if something unknown was trying to squeeze out.

Amandine's gaze fell on those eyes that were as deep as the night.

Her thoughts suddenly became blurry, as if she saw a rotten, pus-oozing hand with strange feathers reaching out and pressing on her head.

She also heard an old, dull, cold, and hollow voice ringing in her ears.

But she couldn't understand what the voice was saying.

After an unknown amount of time, Amandine regained consciousness. The old man was no longer in her sight. Instead, she could see the dark soil without the pale spring water and Lumian squatting beside the spring, holding a small golden bottle to collect the water drops.

Of course, Lumian and others reported the matter of Amandine to the Major Arcana cards before they dared to take her into the area around the "Samaritan Woman Fountain", and the "Magician" lady also asked him to take some more water from the "Samaritan Woman Fountain".

"What is the use of this water?" Amandine asked curiously, no longer so nervous and afraid.

"If your enemy drinks it, he will die immediately." Lumian said casually.

Amandine's eyes lit up and she said in confusion:

"But how can I make my enemy drink it..."

Lumian took back the golden vial, stood up and said:
"What did you just see and experience?"

Amandine recalled all the details and looked at herself:
"But I don't understand what they are saying, the pronunciation is %￥...

"I seem to have gained new abilities that can soothe my soul, calm my emotions and desires..."

Lumien carefully memorized the pronunciations Amandine relayed to him, and walked back to the girl and said:
"You have obtained a new gift, 'Requiem Master'."

"Yes." Amandine laughed, "I feel like my body has changed a little bit..."

Lumian laughed:
"Perhaps you will slowly grow a white beard and wrinkles. I heard that the gift will gradually bring the recipient closer to the high-ranking person who gave him the power, both mentally and physically."

Amandine was startled:
"Can I, can I not?"

"Take the corresponding potion and see if it can offset the effect." Lumian walked past Amandine and walked up the slope leading to the tomb.

Amandine followed closely behind, lost in thought.

…………

Until Lumian and Amandine left the catacombs, Franca, Janna and Anthony had not waited for Harrison, the visitor from Easter Island.

"Didn't appear?" Franka frowned and said, "My guess was wrong. It's impossible to achieve a very strong aggregation just by relying on the special nature? Is it possible that only high-ranking angels can actively use the law of aggregation?"

Jane's eyes turned slightly, and she thought for a moment and said:

“Perhaps Harrison could sense this deliberate aggregation and took the initiative to avoid it… Maybe, maybe he is not from the ‘Death’, ‘Darkness’, or ‘Dusk’ paths. He has a deep understanding of death and is pursuing corresponding things and scenes. This does not mean that he is a Beyonder from these paths. What if he is a scholar who studies death?”

"It's possible." Franca sighed, "Wait five more minutes, and we'll go after Lumian and Amandine."

Until the few people met at Apartment 9, No. 702 Orosei Street, Harrison, the visitor from Easter Island, still did not show up.

"Thank you. I can help you now." Amandine looked at Franca and said.

Franka looked at the girl who seemed a little tired after experiencing the horror scene and smiled:
“Don’t worry, go back first. Once you’ve adjusted to your newfound strength and regained your balance, we’ll come back.

"It's pretty convenient to get to Trier from Paros Port anyway."

Where is it convenient? People who don't go to the mirror world or "teleport" may not be able to arrive in two or three months... Amandine muttered silently and accepted Franca's suggestion.

Then, Lumian and others used the "Black Tears" to send her back to the mirror that Franca gave her and she crawled out.

At this moment, it was still dark outside, and servants occasionally passed by in the corridor.

Looking at the familiar bedroom, the pens and the piled books on the desk, Amandine suddenly felt that she had been away for many days and had experienced too many things.

But it’s only half the night.

In this half night, she completed the round trip with the help of the mirror world, visited the prosperous Trier that was farther away than the distance, explored the catacombs published in the magazine, and witnessed the horror of the area around the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain".

After thinking about it for a while, Amandine said with deep emotion:

“It’s amazing…

"A fantastic trip..."

…………

Trier, Orosei Street 9, Apartment 702.

Lumien tried to repeat the sound that Amandine heard.

Franka listened attentively and said hesitantly:

"It seems so. Be careful, Penglai..."

"Be careful of Penglai? The Penglai sacred mountain that Armored Shadow mentioned? It has no practical significance to us..." Lumian said thoughtfully.

Janna and Anthony both nodded.

"Yes." Franca immediately adjusted her mindset. "But at least we have achieved one of our goals. In a few days, we can bring Amandina to summon the Armored Shadow!"

When the time comes, she plans to try to ask Mr. "Xingxing" what the words on his profile mean.

It’s quite exciting just thinking about it!

After chatting for a while, Anthony saw that it was getting late, so he said goodbye and returned home.

Jenna glanced at Franca pacing back and forth, then looked at Lumian and quietly pointed at herself.

Lumian shook his head slowly and pointed at himself.

After exchanging glances several times, Janna, who was wearing vampire makeup, pursed her lips and said to Franca:

"I go first."

"Yeah." Franka didn't say much. She just wanted to talk to Lumian alone about those ancient texts and the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society."

After Janna left, she sat down in the easy chair and stretched out comfortably.

She glanced at Lumian and asked in confusion:

"Sit down, why don't you sit down?"

Lumian looked at Franca and couldn't help but sigh again:

"I have something to tell you."

Franka looked at Lumian suspiciously:
"Are you kidding me? You're the kind of person who can warn people in a joking tone even when a disaster is about to happen.

"No, you, are you serious? Is it serious?"

Lumian had just used the "Black Tears" to sense every mirror in the room and roughly determined that there was no "Black Witch" watching.

He looked at Franca and instinctively tried to force a smile to make himself appear more relaxed, but he was unable to do it.

Franka sat up straight involuntarily.

Lumian spoke in a low voice:

"Janna asked me to help digest the 'joy' potion."

PS: I’m asking for monthly tickets in the last two days~
(End of this chapter)