Ring of Fate

Chapter 870: Influence (First Update)
The man called Mr. Sage dipped some flesh and blood paint into a paintbrush made of bones and hair, and laboriously applied it to the circles of blood that were moving deeper inward.

Perle's ethereal voice sounded again:

"This is an outstanding painting that represents the endless starry sky. Once completed, it will allow the two great beings to transfer a little power into the barrier. Although it cannot attack or pollute specific targets, it can exert a more universal influence according to predetermined rules..."

Before Perle could finish his words, Sage, with his long hair and empty eyes, finally pressed the human hair and bone paintbrush in his hand to the designated position.

The right half of his body suddenly melted like a candle, and flesh and blood flowed towards the paintbrush and ran into the deep circles of bright red, which seemed to be really connected to the endless starry sky. No matter how much flesh and blood accumulated, it eventually disappeared into thin air.

Sage, with only half of his body and half of his head left, was not dead yet. He caught the falling human hair and bone paintbrush with his left hand.

On the oil painting, there was a pinhole-sized dot deep inside the circles of blood.

It was dark in color, and it seemed as if some sound was coming from it.

Perle's face, which appeared in the white mist, announced the result of the transaction with the Word of Order:
"The great 'unquenchable whispers' allowed the first philosophy, the immortal voice, to pass through the barrier in small quantities. They will be received by all things that can hear unknown and mysterious sounds. The higher the sequence, the greater the impact!
"After the Vortex Ritual is truly over, some of the faithful followers of the First Philosophy will, with the help of the 'People in the Mirror', go through that special mirror world and approach the remnants of the 'Wilderness of Knowledge' in Trier in the Fourth Epoch..."

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Trier, where the "professors" and "associate professors" actually live.

The "professor" and "associate professor", who had just recovered from the sudden burst of brilliant light and could barely see the surrounding scenery clearly, were worried about the current abnormal feeling. They were discussing whether to take the children and hide in the small sacrificial square in the underground tomb. Their expressions all changed.

They instinctively raised their hands and covered their ears, but their facial muscles were still twisted and the blood vessels at the corners of their foreheads bulged out and jumped.

They heard strange and indescribable noises and they were in physical and mental pain.

In pain, the "professor" and the "associate professor" looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

This is not the voice of the Hidden Sage!

This was a situation that the "professor" and "associate professor" had never encountered before. Although they occasionally discovered some mysterious sounds when studying "wizard" spells and exploring certain special scenes, except for the indoctrination of the "Hidden Sage", they had never heard them without any warnings. Moreover, even if they did not carefully distinguish the content of the sound, they were still strongly affected.

Fortunately, compared to the indoctrination of the "Hidden Sage", this seems to be acceptable and does not cause the two to be on the verge of losing control.

When most of the extraordinary people on the "Mystery Peepers" path heard this mysterious and terrifying sound, in an unknown place, an illusory light composed of a huge amount of information began to twist wildly like a giant python shedding its skin.

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In the basement of the house where "Psychic" magazine is located.

Mr. K, wearing a black robe and a hood, suddenly stood up from the chair with a red back.

On the exposed back of his hand, the blue blood vessels had turned black and were wriggling like insects.

"No, no..." Mr. K muttered to himself in pain, "It's not the Lord's voice!"

he shouted suddenly, yanking off his hood and inserting his fingers into his ears.

Mr. K's face was completely distorted, and his original appearance could not be seen. He kept muttering to himself in a tone that showed that his mental pain was greater than his physical pain:
"It was not the voice of the Lord! It was not the voice of the Lord!"

Amidst the teeth-grinding sound of crackling, Mr. K grabbed his ears with both hands and ripped them off frantically. The flesh and blood at the torn parts were hideous and horrific.

This is not enough!

Mr. K forcefully inserted his finger into his ear canal, rupturing the eardrum and blocking the ear canal.

But he could still hear the voice.

He prostrated himself on the ground, and confessed to the Lord he believed in with tears in his eyes.

As he confessed, he vomited out a bunch of bloody viscera.

Similar to Mr. K, some angels, saints and messengers of the Aurora Society suffered strong and painful influences and found it difficult to follow the Lord's instructions to stop something.

"Land Abandoned by God".

A towering mountain range was surrounded by a strange light, and deep within the light was a dense darkness.

The edges of the light continued to condense into various distorted shadows, which were swooping towards the deep darkness like moths.

The darkness occasionally cracked, revealing the sight from behind the curtain.

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On the bloody altar in the castle, Sage pressed the human hair and bone paintbrush into a pile of silver-white and black bone powder made of unknown material.

The painter, who had only half of his body and half of his head left and looked extremely terrifying, first twisted the paintbrush with force, then lifted it up and stretched it towards the "Endless Starry Sky" oil painting which was just one step short of completion.

As the paintbrush fell, the remaining half of Sage's body and half of his head began to melt like a candle.

Before long, the painter used the brush to complete the silver-white and black ring.

Almost at the same time, the ring became illusory, as if it had been scratched and as if it had seeped into the air.

Three figures vaguely emerged above the silver-white and black ring. They kept changing their positions around the ring, as if they were chasing each other, never stopping.

The oil painting "Endless Starry Sky" was completed, but Sage would never see it.

The voice of "Supervisor" Perle sounded again:
"The great 'Ring of Fate' is watching. Except for the participants of the Vortex Project itself, any interference of external forces in the Vortex Project is doomed to fail!"

.........

Above the azure sea, in the sky where white clouds were dispersed by the strong light.

Ms. Magician, wearing a women's shirt and a brown ankle-length skirt, appeared with Ms. Justice and Ms. Hermit.

The latter not only wore his own glasses, but also had layers of bright stars covering his ears.

Just now, when that mysterious and terrifying voice of unknown origin appeared, Ms. "Magician" promptly sealed Ms. "Hermit's" listening ability in both the real and mystical sense.

Although this still couldn't completely block out the influence of the sound, it significantly reduced its effect, so that Ms. Hermit would not have difficulty completing even a single action or a single Wizard spell.

Looking at the blue sea below, the "Magician" frowned slightly and said:

“I clearly located the island where the emperor was sleeping.

"This is the third time that the roaming has failed...

"Destined to fail?"

The only one who can hear the "Magician's" voice here is Miss "Justice" in a white dress with golden patterns.

Just as Miss Justice was about to tell Ms. Hermit the problem through telepathy, the Hermit, who was wearing a patterned purple robe, foresaw a certain scene.

She immediately endured the pain and used her "fairy tale magic" to create a colorful, unreal ball of wool in her palm.

The "Hermit" lady threw the ball of yarn forward and watched it roll into the void, leaving only a piece of yarn in the air to guide the direction.

In just a blink of an eye, the illusory ball of yarn rolled out from the void and rolled back to the feet of the "Hermit" lady.

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In Trier, the villa where several members of the "Rose School" were hiding was shrouded in a sacred and pure light, as if a golden sun was slowly taking shape there.

There is no shadow or darkness here.

Angoulême de François and his men were awakened by Saint-Vieve's attack on the villa.

They then received orders from Saint-Plessy to evacuate the area immediately.

But before they could even turn around, they were almost blinded by the brilliance and brightness that exploded from the sky, and their bodies and minds were in shock.

When the light faded, they finally recovered and ran towards the street away from the villa.

The most fortunate thing for Angoulême now is that the surrounding residents had been evacuated in advance.

After running for a while, his eyes suddenly blurred and his thoughts became dazed.

He found himself and his teammates back to where they had just stood, affecting Saint-Vieve's performance.

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Trier, high in the sky.

The figures of Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Star, and Mr. Moon were quickly sketched out.

"We can't find the Seven of Wands and the Two of Cups. In other words, we can't reach the safe house where they are hiding." The Hanged Man, dressed as a captain and riding the wind, quickly figured out the current situation and said to Mr. Star, who was wearing a white shirt, black jacket and red gloves, and Mr. Moon, who was in a formal suit.

Mr. "Moon", who has a handsome face, scarlet eyes and a pair of huge bat wings gently flapping behind him, did not respond.

He tilted his head and looked towards a place in the square where a bright light burst out, and said to himself in confusion:
"The call of the ancestors?"

Mr. Star said in an old voice:

"It's the influence of fate."

"Yes." Lady Judgment, wearing a knight's training uniform, walked out of the void. "I felt the call of the 'Two of the Holy Grail' and the 'Seven of the Holy Grail', but I couldn't descend upon them."

Mr. Xingxing continued in his old voice:
"There are only two ways to solve this problem. One is to find a medium that allows the power of destiny to penetrate a little bit and destroy it. The other is to find loopholes in the operation of the power of destiny and use them to get out of the predicament. Of course, the premise of all this is that the existence named destiny only exerted a little influence through the medium and did not come to our world."

"Find a medium..." Ms. Judgment whispered, then said, "I'll ask Will for help!"

As she spoke, a diamond on the jewel bracelet on her left wrist shone brightly.

At the same time, insects made of transparent and opaque layers, which seemed to have rings, crawled out of Mr. Xingxing's eye sockets, ears, and nostrils.

PS: If I had added more chapters yesterday and stopped here, wouldn't it be more urgent? Well, I will add more chapters tonight.
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