Ring of Fate

Chapter 878 Response (Thanks to the repeater for supporting the Jane Silver Alliance)

Ms. Magician and other Major Arcana cards were once again affected by the distortion of order, and suddenly broke away from the state of starlight wandering and floated in the air.

What they saw was an extremely bloody altar and countless mutilated corpses.

There was also an oil painting depicting a strange starry sky on the altar.

The Hermit, whose hearing was sealed, had a distorted expression on her face. She whispered with difficulty:

"It's here, it's that painting..."

She felt that the terrifying sound that was affecting her suddenly became louder, and the source was the oil painting!
"It really works..." The Magician cast her eyes on Will Auceptin, the little boy holding the iron cigarette box. She didn't know whether she was praising the item that had the aura of Mr. Fool or the luck that she had always envied.

The little boy Will spread his hands and said:

“I didn’t expect it to be so effective.”

As he spoke, the Hermit had forcibly condensed an ancient spear stained with blood and flew it towards the painting with a breath of destruction.

However, this "Spear of Longinus" from "Fairy Tale Magic" quickly became ethereal and disintegrated into a point of light before it even got close to the altar.

Bright stars then lit up in the eyes of the "Magician".

Around the altar, a little bit of brilliance outlined a dreamy double door, which was about to transfer the oil painting and the altar itself outside the barrier, into the dark and deep endless starry sky.

However, the door depicted by the starlight did not move at all and could not be opened.

"People who are not participants in the vortex ritual cannot affect the painting." Miss Justice cast her eyes on the iron cigarette box in Will's hand and was eager to take it, using it as a medium to demonstrate her physical strength to see if she could damage the painting.

Ms. Judgment got ahead of her and took the iron cigarette box from the Mysterious Queen from the little boy Will, holding it in her hand and making it a part of her fist.

Then, the holder of the Major Arcana card whispered in ancient Hermetic language:
"Execution!"

Following this decree, Judgment swung down with his right fist holding the iron cigarette box.

boom!
The altar was slightly dented, but the painting showed no obvious signs of damage.

"It has some effect, but not too much," Ms. Magician gave an accurate assessment.

She took the iron cigarette box and tried to use all her abilities again, but she could only cause minor damage to the painting and could not shake the core effect. After all, they were not participants in the vortex ritual and could only use the iron cigarette box as a medium to convey the influence, and the medium itself did not have destructive power.

Looking at the oil painting that was still influencing herself and many high-ranking people, Ms. "Hermit" inevitably felt anxious.

…………

Deep in the primitive island, in front of the tomb of the "Black Emperor", in the thick white fog.

As the four rays of light merged into Roselle's body in mid-air, Perle's face was suddenly stretched wide apart, presenting a rather funny and terrifying look. The blood-red figure and the miniature red moon that were slowly moving towards the corresponding light spot in the mist strangely retreated a distance, as if they had gone in the wrong direction.

In the light spot where the "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty" walked out, the white mist that had completed its mission had originally melted away under the purification of the sacred light column, but now it was filled again. Saint Viveve in the air and Angoulême and other "Purifiers" members outside the villa all felt a sense of fear that the current order was about to collapse.

The shadowless area of ​​light was instantly distorted, and some darkness seeped in, forming a backlit side.

Mr. "Moon", who had discovered the existence of the "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty", was about to transform into crimson moonlight and shine into the white mist, but he found himself rushing into the sky. The "Time Worms" that were separated from Pales had just decided to return, summarize the situation, and unite to cheat the rules, but they were all lost on the road of life again.

Mr. "Hanged Man", who was riding the strong wind, suddenly sank and almost lost the ability to fly, falling to the ground.

Just as distortions of varying degrees appeared in every part of the world, at the core of the vortex ritual, Perle raised his head with great difficulty and looked up into the air.

At the edge of that abstract and illusory world, Roselle's figure, wearing black armor and a gorgeous cloak, became larger and clearer, and a crown inlaid with many dark gems quickly took shape on his head.

Most of the white mist surrounding the emperor had already penetrated into his body, distorting his face and causing mist to slowly expand in his already dark blue, almost black eyes.

The "Black Emperor" has been resurrected in the Astral Plane.

Roselle lowered his head slightly and looked down, casting his gaze on the white mist in front of his mausoleum, on the torrent connecting him to the mist, and on Perle's face deep in the mist, majestic and deep.

The next second, the "Black Emperor" raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and twisted his wrist lightly.

"distortion"!
Based on his own authority, the special connection between the "Black Emperor" path and the "Uncertain Mist", and the pollution of the "Uncertain Mist" that deeply eroded his body and soul, he forcibly completed a "distortion" by relying on the invisible barrier that prevented the invasion of foreign gods.

Perle, who was deep in the white mist, was first briefly dazed, and then he was surprised and dazed to find that it was no longer the great "Uncertain Mist" that was closely connected to him through the vortex ritual, but the "Black Emperor" in the air.

The object of her faith and the basis of her rituals were all "distorted" onto Emperor Roselle!
After being confused, Perle quickly developed strong emotions of fear and despair.

Not only her, but all the believers of "Uncertain Mist" in different places in the north and south continents found that a faint white mist appeared in front of their eyes, and they discovered a magnificent and majestic blurry figure standing in the white mist.

The figure was wearing a crown and black armor, and was looking down at them quietly.

The first thing the “Black Emperor” did after his resurrection was to temporarily “take over” all beliefs pointing to the “Uncertain Mist”!

Of course, this also exposed him more directly to the eyes of the evil god outside the barrier.

Another wisp of white mist was separated from the surface of a planet and arrived at the place where a fierce battle between gods was taking place. With the help of the special environment and its own symbols, it once again penetrated the barrier through uncertain changes and fell on Emperor Roselle at the edge of the star realm, just like a fishing line finally controlling the target.

Russell's expression became more and more distorted.

He still looked down at Perle and other "Uncertain Mist" believers all over the world, and said in a majestic voice:
"The Broker was able to unite the Outer Gods and put them into action. He is extremely harmful and his crime is unforgivable!"

As he spoke, the "Black Emperor" opened his outstretched right hand as if he wanted to grab something.

After He announced the charges, He suddenly clenched His right hand.

Bang, bang, bang, the believers of "Uncertain Mist" in the north and south continents exploded directly and turned into balls of blood mist.

This is not an ability from the “Judgment” realm, but the control of the giver over the recipient in the gift system, and the control of the “evil god” over its own believers!
The "Black Emperor" Roselle, who temporarily distorted the direction of the "Uncertain Mist" faith, used this opportunity to clean up the followers of this evil god, wanting to make them feel the wrath of the gods and to kill them all.

A single “broker” may not be dangerous, but they can weave all the dangers together, so they are the biggest danger!

"No!"

Although Perle inside the white mist tried his best to resist, he still exploded uncontrollably.

The face split into different parts such as nose, eyes, mouth, ears, etc., and scattered to every corner of the white mist, making the latter stained with a distinct blood color.

But the vortex ritual has not stopped yet, and the "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty" and the miniature red moon are still approaching the target light spot, and the speed is even faster than before.

Silently, the believers of the exploded "Uncertain Mist" crossed the void and arrived here in the form of blood mist, merging into the vortex mist that Perle had transformed into. This made the "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty" and the miniature red moon move faster and faster, allowing the unfinished transaction to continue to glow, as if there was some other force maintaining this ritual.

One feature of the "vortex" is that after the transaction begins, all participants will provide a certain amount of power to maintain the ceremony until their part of the transaction is completed.

Therefore, once the "vortex" is formed, the difficulty of destroying it will increase dramatically!
Roselle looked at the white mist connecting himself to the outside of the barrier, and the pain on his face became more and more obvious.

He called out in a low voice:
"Adam! Where are you?

"'Uncertain Fog' has already made a big bet. If you don't reveal your own cards, we'll all be doomed!"

Seeing that there was no change around him, Russell paused and continued to roar:

"Adam! Do you really want to wait until the opportunity to devour the Eternal Blazing Sun appears?"

Just as Russell finished his roar, a cold but gentle voice suddenly sounded in his mind:
"I'm here."

…………

In a special mirror world.

Vaisan Sanson looked at the gray-white sheep that Lumian had transformed into with expectation and reverence as rays of silver-white and black light flew out one after another, waiting for Lord Thermopylae to be completely freed.

Those lights intertwined somewhere ahead, quickly forming a figure.

The figure was slightly hunched, wearing a black classical robe and a pointed soft hat of the same color. He had a thin face, slightly curly black hair, a wide forehead, and pure black eyes.

Lumian, who was about to activate the remaining aura of the "Blood Emperor" to try to get rid of the sheep state, was stunned after just one look.

This……

Vossant Sanson and Harrison's bodies trembled, and they also froze.

The figure slowly straightened his back, without even looking at Vossan Samson and Harrison, and turned to look at Lumian.

Without any warning, the sheepskin on Lumian's body fell off on its own, returning to a size that only covered his head.

Lumian was still shocked and confused.

The figure took out a crystal monocle and put it on his right eye socket, smiling at Lumian.

"You can call me Amon, or you can call me..."

The figure's voice gradually became louder and louder, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious:

"Thermiporos."

PS: There will be two updates tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, no rest

PS2: Thanks to Mi Chong who is holding back a grade for supporting Janna Silver Alliance~ Another thanks to tomorrow's chapter
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