Ring of Fate

Chapter 877: Unsealing (Thanks to Mr. O from Aurora Club for rewarding me with a gold alliance)

After a while, Vaisan Samson was no longer passively waiting for the exchange of fate fragments to be completed. He actively used various strange abilities and suppressed Lumian's offensive.

Meanwhile, Harrison uses his "paper substitute" more and more frequently to get rid of the occult plague that permeates the ruins of this small town.

He no longer had much free time to bother Lumian, and kept trying every method he could think of to clear the air of the mystical pathogens, but to little avail.

Lumian felt that the exchange of fate was getting closer and closer to completion. Although he was not afraid, he still decided to give it a try.

He imitated the Beyonders of the Warrior Path in releasing the "Storm of Light", holding the "Sword of Courage" upside down with both hands, and stabbed it down heavily without any hesitation.

With him and the "Sword of Courage" at the center, the blazing white and blue fireball spread out layer by layer, covering the ruins of the town.

Rumble!
With flashes of fire one after another, violent explosions destroyed the ancient buildings that had long collapsed and ignited every corner of the ruins.

Harrison once again used the "paper man substitute". Since he was always on the edge of the town's ruins, his figure directly left this place and was outlined in the dark tunnel they had just chased.

Vaisan Samson, who was closer to Lumian, was inevitably affected, and his attempt to activate "teleportation" again was interrupted by the violent impact of the wind and waves.

Part of his body was on fire again, but the injury was not yet fatal. Relying on the endurance of an "ascetic", he just twisted his face instinctively.

Seizing this opportunity, Lumian "teleported" to the front of Vaisan Samson.

A faint green light immediately shone in Vasant Samson's eyes.

Almost at the same time, Lumian half-turned the "Sword of Courage" according to the opponent's previous habits and methods of using this terrible ray, and held it horizontally in front of his body near his chest.

As soon as the dark green ray was condensed, it rushed towards Lumian at an unavoidable speed and hit the "Sword of Courage" directly, instantly extinguishing the bright white and blue flames covering the iron-black surface of the sword, making the glittering metallic luster dim a lot.

Lumian, who successfully blocked Voisin Samson's rays, released his left hand and was about to take the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to Voisin Samson.

He felt that the opponent's round of "Man in the Ring" was coming to an end. Triggering the effect two or three more times might lead the enemy to a doomed end and possibly kill him.

At this moment, Lumian's hair stood up and his mind almost went blank.

The negative effect of the "Black Tear" forehead ornament appeared.

If it weren't for the "Sword of Courage" sharing the burden, he would have really been "happy" to the extreme, and it wouldn't have been just a brief loss of consciousness.

Taking advantage of this brief moment of distraction, Voisin Sanson "teleported" away from the emptied ruins of the town, but did not increase the distance to the point of exchanging fate.

Lumian quickly came to his senses and was about to chase after Voisin Samson.

Suddenly, his thoughts slowed down and became sluggish, as if they had been rapidly frozen.

His body instantly became stiff, and even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.

The exchange of fate was complete.

With a bang, the Sword of Courage fell straight to the ground because Lumian no longer had the strength to hold it.

Lumian slowly fell to the ground, his eyes empty, his expression blank, his back against a pile of rubble.

No longer controlled by "courage", he instinctively wanted to activate the remaining imprint of the "Blood Emperor" on his right palm to see if he could use the raging crazy aura in his body to help him get rid of his current state, but he was unable to do so.

His ability to think clearly was also rapidly disappearing.

This was the result that Voisin Sanson wanted for his fragment of fate.

Vasant Sanson smiled, teleported back to Lumian, and whispered:

“If you didn’t have a false angelic identity, the exchange of fate would have been completed long ago.

"You probably don't know that the maximum number of times the Man in the Ring can cycle is nine. You still need several more cycles before you can cause me real damage.

"You are not a true demigod yet. There is a fundamental difference between you and me who possesses divinity."

As Vossan Sanson spoke, he took out an incomplete ritual sheepskin that was barely enough to cover Lumian's head, intending to turn him into a sheep and completely control him.

The next second, Lumian felt that the stiffness of his body and the dullness of his mind became less severe, as if their effects were distorted.

Opportunity! Lumian immediately activated the black mark on his right shoulder to see if he could directly "teleport" out of the special mirror world.

Vasan Sansong's expression changed at first, then he activated a certain contract mark and shouted in a deep voice:
"Lumian Lee!"

Lumian's mind buzzed before his figure completely disappeared. He felt extremely dizzy and could no longer maintain the "teleportation" effect.

Then, Vasant Sanson covered his head with the sheepskin in his hand and chanted in a low voice in Hermetic language:

"sheep!"

There was a flash of dim light, and Lumian turned into a sheep with gray hair.

Most of his abilities were sealed, and his previous state of dull mind and stiff body reappeared, making it impossible for him to use the "Black Tears" forehead ornament and the "Devil's Whisper" bone ring.

Upon seeing this, Vasant Sanson felt the weakness of his body and the loss of his spirituality, and felt that he could still hold out for a while under the plague of occultism, waiting for the passive effect of "Man in the Ring" to be activated.

A paper figure with funny facial features and a sinister look walked out of the tunnel into the ruins where many flames were still burning quietly. The rust on its surface increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It looked at Lumian and spoke in Harrison's voice:
"It seems your companions didn't escape either."

As he spoke, the paper figure's right hand lightly drew a line in the air.

The edge of the dark world illuminated by the firelight gradually became transparent, reflecting the status of Franka and others - it was not that Harrison's paper man possessed this magic and could cast it, it just made a gesture to ask the "people in the mirror" who were watching secretly for help.

In the transparent mirror-like scene, Franka and the others except Ludwig seized the opportunity of the distorted order just now and shuttled out of the special mirror world.

A figure suddenly appeared above them, a female figure wearing a black dress and a golden crown.

The figure was surrounded by white mist, and there seemed to be a spot of light in front.

She just glanced down, and Franka and the others fell back to the previous area, unable to escape from the special mirror world.

The split Higdon, covered with green-yellow mucus, appeared in the corresponding scene, blocking the escape route of Franka and others.

After using it three times just now, Franka's "Ice Amulet" only has one last "Mirror Travel" left.

She did not try to escape again. She took out a silver-white full-body armor from the "Traveler's Bag" and placed it in front of her, facing herself. Anthony also took out the "Winter is Coming" revolver.

In another scene, another Higdon is looking for Ludwig.

Seeing this, the increasingly tattered paper figurine of "Harrison" said to Lumian with a smile:
"Your companions will probably all die before you. Their 'mirror doubles' will not be more numerous than my paper figures. You still have a chance to mourn for them.

"In fact, you guys performed quite well. If it weren't for me and Higdon, your team would have been able to escape or even win against Vasant Sanson alone."

Under the double control, Lumian has almost no ability to think deeply, and only his emotions can still echo.

His heart seemed to be ignited by a flame of anger, unwillingness and hatred, and the eyes of the sheep he turned into were instantly bloodshot.

Wazan Sanson tilted his head and asked Harrison's paper figurine:
"Can I kill him now and allow Master Thermopylae to return?"

Harrison's paper figure shook its head slowly:

"The oracle of the Heavenly Master is to be trapped."

Voisin Sanson thought for a moment and said:

“Indeed, this piece of trash has a lot of high-level power. Killing him directly is likely to trigger a mutation, and there is a certain probability that it will affect the entire Vortex Project.

"Can I try to break the seal on his chest and allow Master Thermopylae to return?"

Harrison's paper man was silent for two seconds and said:

"can."

This does not violate the oracle of Tianzun.

Voisin Sanson laughed:

"For the last part, I need you to use the gift of that Heavenly Master to help me. Otherwise, I can only remove the seal by making Lumian Lee near death, which is too risky."

The method to unlock the "Fool" seal on Lumian Lee was not thought up by Vassan Samson himself, but was given by the great "Ring of Fate" through a ritual.

"Okay." Harrison did not refuse.

Voisin Sanson immediately took out a black metal box and opened it.

Inside the box were thumb-sized mercury beads, each stained a little black and engraved with intricate patterns and symbols that would send one into the deepest fear at the mere sight of them.

Voisin Samson's voice began to deepen, but the words he uttered sounded strangely unreal.

The black mercury beads floated up, pulled by an invisible force, and spun rapidly in the air, as if they had turned into a river with its beginning and end connected.

Lumian, who could only flash through some thoughts, heard the conversation between Voisin Sanson and Harrison and saw this scene, but he did not feel despair or regret.

It has come to this point, there is no point in despair and regret!

Lumian now only felt anger, resentment, and hatred, and his sheep-like eyes stared out.

Raised by sows!

It took just ten to twenty seconds for Vasant Samson to finish reciting, and the silver-white river with black color floating in front of him flowed towards Lumian's chest.

Harrison, who was standing in the tunnel, lit four more candles at some point, took out four pieces of bread and placed them in front of different candles.

He also chanted mantras, accompanied by special steps and movements.

Lumian quickly fell into a dark state, and his thoughts gradually became clear of the dullness.

But before he could think of anything else, he felt his chest becoming hot, and that familiar heat gradually dissipated and quickly turned cold.

In a flash, one after another, silver-white and black light burst out from his body and intertwined in front of him, forming a figure.

PS: Thanks to Mr. O from Aurora Club for rewarding me and becoming a gold ally. At his request, additional chapters will have to be added at a special time, so not in the near future.

(End of this chapter)