Ring of Fate

Chapter 881 "Sinner" (Thanks to Raiselovell for supporting Aurore Silver Alliance)

Hearing Amon's question, Lumian seemed to have escaped from a long nightmare, but the reality was an abyss even more desperate than the nightmare.

His body was trembling slightly, and he used all his strength to squeeze out a little sound from his throat:
"He is not afraid. Isn't he afraid that I will take revenge on him after I really control the power at the top of the disaster?"

Amon smiled:

“His choice means that he is willing to face all possible futures and accept the worst outcome.

"Whether you or Medici surrender, give up, feel angry, or hate Him, it makes no difference to Him. If one of you can control the top power of the Path of Disaster, take revenge on Him, destroy His other things, or even pull Him down from the throne of God, He will not regret it and is willing to accept such a result."

Having said this, Amon paused for a moment before saying:
"Because He was born to bear all these sins."

Lumian was silent, his fists clenched tightly, with bright red blood seeping out from the gaps.

Amon looked at the transparent but dark sky again:

"Time is running out, you should make your choice."

Lumian's lips moved a few times, and he suddenly laughed, seeming to be angry but also self-mocking.

He said in a hoarse and low voice:

"I am willing to go to Morola, and I will try all the methods to revive Auror, including the only one He mentioned. However, I will not accept the ending He has predetermined!"

Amon laughed and pinched the monocle on his right eye:

"You don't need to tell me the rest. I am only responsible for sending you to Morola and making you the 'Witch of Despair'. Whether you are willing to accept that ending, find a chance to face Him and tell Him."

After saying that, Amon raised his right hand and gently grabbed it. The "Black Tear" forehead ornament miraculously broke away from the independent space in the "Traveler's Bag" and appeared in his palm.

Then, the black tear-like seal shattered silently and turned into tiny specks of faint light. Then, the faint light quickly recondensed and turned into a shrunken, dry, blackened, translucent heart.

Amon reached out to Vasant Samson again, and there were two more things in his hand.

They were dark green juice in a small glass bottle and three silver fragments.

After Lumian made the decision, his emotions finally calmed down a little. He was no longer out of control of his body and mind like before - one was shaking uncontrollably, and the other was always moving towards destroying everything.

Seeing the two extra items in Amon's hand, Lumian was suddenly stunned:
"Vazan Sanson has auxiliary materials for the 'Witch of Despair'?

"It was he who proposed to lift the seal before...

"Amon just said that in the hostel plan, some participants received covert guidance in the special environment of Trier in the Fourth Epoch and were not discovered by the evil gods... Is that person Vasant Sanson?

"Vazan Sanson himself didn't remember being guided, and thought he escaped from Trier in the Fourth Epoch purely with the help of the 'Man in the Mirror'. Then he unknowingly did some seemingly unimportant and abnormal things?
"Amon can't get out of Mr. Fool's seal on his own. There must be a character like this to complete the task of removing the seal, but he can't kill me as a test subject...Vazan Sanson's superficial request can allow him to do this without suspicion...

"The one who allowed the hostel plan to happen, didn't interfere or hinder it, and didn't destroy the Red Angel's plan, was preparing for this moment?"

Thinking of this, Lumian instinctively sneered to ease the emotions in his heart:
"He can't accept any outcome."

So much has been done to ensure the desired results!

Amon smiled:
“Being willing to accept the worst does not mean not striving for the best.

"And now, will you refuse to go to Morola and become the 'Witch of Despair'?"

Lumian was silent again.

Amon let the Beyonder characteristics of the Witch of Despair and two auxiliary materials fly to Lumian, and said casually:

"This extraordinary characteristic can also continuously spread the plague to the surrounding area. It includes both real and occult things, and you yourself will be infected."

When Lumian caught those things, Amon smiled again:
"Do you know what Sequence 2 of the 'Fate' Path is?"

"'Sinner.'" Lumian is a person who will complete a decision once it is made, no matter how painful or reluctant it is. Now he only wants to go to Morola.

"What about Sequence 1?" Amon asked him calmly.

Lumian shook his head.

He really didn't know.

Amon then smiled and began to explain:
"Sequence 1 is 'Angel of Redemption', but it's not as useful to me as 'Sinner'.

"The 'sinner' of the past, the 'sufferer' of the present, and the 'angel of salvation' of the future constitute the trinity of the path of destiny."

Amon pushed his monocle down and smiled more clearly:

"And the 'Sinner' has the ability to return his state to any moment in the past. The duration of this ability depends on the specific circumstances."

Going back to any moment in the past... Lumian suddenly remembered that the "Magician" lady mentioned that Amon, the angel king of ancient times, once became a god for a short time!
Amon turned his body sideways and said with a smile:

"Of course, since it involves the uniqueness and the power of the true God, the consent of the current ruler is required. That Heavenly Lord has already divided most of his energy to influence the Whirlpool Project, and he certainly can't interfere with The Fool on this matter. And the Fool you believe in should not disagree."

As he spoke, Amon opened his arms, as if embracing the returning power.

The monocle in His right eye then lit up with brilliant light.

Before Lumian could react, he found that all the obstacles and barriers leading to Morora in the special mirror world had disappeared, and he could enter the "City of Exile" smoothly and unaffected.

High up in the special mirror world, a figure wearing a golden crown and a black skirt nodded to Amon and did not try to interfere with Lumian.

He is the Roselle in the mirror. In this matter, he has bet on both sides to ensure that the real Roselle will not fall completely. As for whether the real Roselle becomes a puppet of the "Uncertain Mist" or dies and waits for the next chance of resurrection, it will not affect His existence, but will also allow Him to gradually become the original body.

The next second, Amon's figure disappeared from Lumian's sight.

The piece of paper that He had been reciting before fell silently, and the surface was blank, just a piece of white paper.

…………

In front of the bloody altar in the ancient castle.

The Hermit lady suddenly spoke:
"The sound coming from the painting has weakened."

The Magician looked up, and said with some confusion and palpitations:

“The barrier’s sealing power has been strengthened.

"The true god of the Gate has returned...

"No, not Mr. Fool, more like, more like Amon!"

With the help of the angel's intuitive perception of the true God of this path, the "magician" lady made a quick judgment.

“How could Amon become the true god of the Gate again?” Miss Justice suddenly thought, “Did Mr. Fool or that Heavenly Lord lend him the power?”

If it is the former, then it will definitely be a good thing for destroying the vortex ritual now. If it is the latter, the problem will be serious.

“Judging from the current developments, it should be Mr. Fool,” Ms. Magician said carefully.

At this time, Ms. Hermit, who had received the message from Miss Justice, said with a slight movement of her eyes:

“Since the influence of the mysterious sound has been reduced, the influence of the power of fate must have been reduced as well.

"Now, we should have a chance to destroy this painting!"

As the holder of the Major Arcana spoke, he reached out his hand to the "Magician" lady to take the iron cigarette box.

…………

In the sea area near Santa Port, the sealing force that was shaky due to the internal gray fog and the gnawing of the outside world suddenly became as strong as before.

All the efforts of Topsey from the "Delicious School" were in vain.

And deep in the primitive island, in front of the tomb of the "Black Emperor".

The diffuse, thick white mist suddenly shrank towards the core position, as if being squeezed by an invisible force.

Inside Roselle's body in mid-air, the mark left by the Fool was strengthened, and the erosion caused by the pollution of the Uncertain Mist was alleviated to a certain extent.

Roselle's twisted and painful expression was better than before.

Perle's eyes, which were scattered in different places in the fog, saw a figure suddenly appear in the air. The figure was wearing a classical black magician's robe, a pointed hat of the same color, and a monocle in his right eye.

He is... Didn't they say that no power other than the participants of the vortex ritual could interfere with the operation of the vortex? As soon as Perle, who was still barely alive, had such a question, he saw the figure in the air looking down at him, smiling happily and introducing himself:

"This is our first meeting, right? I'm Thermopylae."

"..."Perle suddenly had the illusion that his IQ had been stolen.

How could it be Thermopylae?

But my spiritual intuition tells me that He is indeed Thermopylae...

…………

In a special mirror world.

After seeing Amon's figure rising up and disappearing from his sight in an instant, Lumian finally understood why the other party had said before that the vortex ritual or other plans were not as important as eating Thermiporos and becoming an angel on the path of "fate".

This means that there will always be a high-ranking person who can temporarily exert the power of a true god lurking in the dark, waiting to take action at the critical moment!

Lumian glanced at the white paper on the ground, then looked at Franka, Janna and others who were struggling against Higdon with the "Armor of Pride" and the "Witch" Black Flame, and found that Vasant Sanson suddenly disappeared strangely, so he quickly put away the "Sword of Courage", held the extraordinary characteristics and auxiliary materials of the "Witch of Despair", and activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

He passed through the special mirror world and returned to the "City of Exile" Morola.

He immediately restored contact with "0-01", and this "0" level seal helped him share the damage and impact brought by the "witch" plague.

Then, Lumian stood on the steps in front of the Cathedral of Knowledge, looking at the wide, empty square, and began to use "0-01" to summon the exiles who were most affected by it to gather quickly.

This is to save time.

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(End of this chapter)