Ring of Fate

Chapter 886: Poor Lamp God (Thanks to Jiong Jiongyo for the reward from the Silver Alliance)
After receiving the two items, Bernadette had completely recalled what she was collaborating on with Adam, the former "Angel of Imagination" and current "True Creator".

Now, it is the last step of the deal. The gray slate in her hand is the second "blasphemous slate" which is made from the corpse of the "Ancient Sun God", the predecessor of the "True Creator". It records the names of each sequence of the twenty-two divine pathways, the formula of magic potions, and related rituals!
Bernadette originally did not want to push the deal to this point, hoping to resolve the pollution problem on her father Roselle and end the vortex ritual before then, but in the end she had to face the current situation.

Many of her efforts failed, and many of her backup plans either did not come into play or lost their effectiveness because she was confined in the mausoleum by her father and could not leave. She could only hope that the promised ending would come.

Bernadette raised her hands and pushed the "Wishing Lamp" and the second "Profane Slate" into the air.

The moment he saw these two items, Emperor Roselle had completely understood the entire arrangement and ultimate goal of Adam, the "True Creator".

He stretched out his hand, twisted the distance between the "Wishing Lamp" and himself, and let it fall directly into his palm.

The "blasphemous slate" first disappeared, and then appeared in the hands of Amon, who was wearing a black pointed hat.

Holding the "Wishing Magic Lamp", Roselle smiled calmly at Amon:
"I am now the real 'Black Emperor', and I am deeply contaminated by the 'Uncertain Mist'. It is indeed possible for me to do something with this 'Wishing Magic Lamp' and the genie inside it as a medium."

"It's not a possibility, it's a necessity." Amon pushed the monocle on his right eye and corrected with a smile.

Russell said nothing more. He held the "Wishing Lamp" in his hand, half-closed his eyes, and extended his consciousness to this golden object.

This came with a bit of white mist that had begun to erode His consciousness.

Vaguely, Russell seemed to see another barrier standing between heaven and earth.

The barrier was wrapped in a thin grayish-white mist, and its specific appearance could not be seen.

Soon, Russell sensed a gap in the invisible barrier within the gray mist, but was unable to lock it.

At this moment, Amon pressed his right hand towards the crystal monocle clamped in his eye socket.

The monocle suddenly lit up with a light that seemed to illuminate the entire world.

The consciousness that Roselle had initially combined with the pollution of the "Uncertain Mist" instantly floated into the corresponding gap.

A mist immediately appeared in front of His eyes.

There seemed to be thirty-three layers of sky hidden deep in the swirling smoke, and in each layer of sky, many buildings were faintly visible.

Roselle's consciousness quickly rose to the highest layer of the sky, and arrived at a majestic palace.

He "saw" an extremely huge figure of an emperor, and "saw" that the other party's face was covered with jade strings, but there seemed to be nothing under the jade strings, just a void.

Roselle inexplicably felt that this huge emperor figure was very similar to himself. They were born from the same source and embraced himself. A close connection quickly established between the two.

This connection quickly eroded Roselle's consciousness, but was blocked by the pollution of the "uncertain fog". They both blended and confronted each other.

Russell sobered up a little instantly.

He suddenly had an idea, and with the help of that close connection, he lowered his posture and spoke in his true mother tongue:

"Brother, please lend me a hand!"

The emperor, with his face covered with jade beads and wearing a tall crown, stood up suddenly.

Several similar figures of emperors then emerged behind him. These figures looked different, but all of them had jade beads covering their faces, with their facial features missing and a blank space.

At the same time, the thirty-three layers of sky deep in the mist all lit up, magnificent buildings appeared, and sacred figures stood out.

Roselle's vision was immediately filled with blue light.

His consciousness immediately returned to the body of the "Black Emperor" and he saw green light bursting out from his body, dispersing and melting the white mist that had deeply eroded him. However, as time went on, the green light and the white mist began to show signs of merging into one in some places.

During this process, the "Uncertain Mist" did not retract its white mist. On the one hand, it was blocked by the barrier, and the "True Creator" and Amon were also exerting influence. On the other hand, the "Uncertain Mist" followed its own chaos and madness, and followed its instinctive desires and cravings, wanting to truly complete the fusion with the blue light.

Roselle felt more and more like he was the other side of the "uncertain fog". The connection between the two sides established with the help of the white fog quickly became extremely strong.

At this point, even if the "Uncertain Mist" wanted to recycle the white mist, it could not be done instantly. It would take a certain amount of time unless Roselle agreed.

The white mist of the "Whirlpool Ritual" flew up involuntarily and flew towards Roselle's body, which horrified Perle, who could only survive with the help of the mist. The "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty" and the miniature red moon in the mist stopped moving forward and stood there.

Roselle once again looked at Amon who was holding the Blasphemous Slate, and said with emotion:

"As expected of a 'dreamer'..."

How dare you think of this? How dare you arrange this?

Amon's answer made Russell sure that his first and boldest guess was correct:

The real purpose of the "true creator" using the vortex ritual is to deal with the "Uncertain Mist", a great existence that is spying on the current world!
Normally, even if the "true creator" and the six righteous gods in the star realm gave up their grudges and cooperated with each other, they could not accomplish such a thing. At most, they could force the "Uncertain Mist" to retreat. But now, that person used the vortex ritual and the "Uncertain Mist's" longing for the "Black Emperor", the true god, to establish a strong and close connection with the "Uncertain Mist", making himself more and more similar to the "Uncertain Mist", so there is a definite chance.

Of course, the so-called opportunity is definitely not to use this connection to transfer power and directly attack the "Uncertain Mist". That will not have a very good effect. However, there are some underlying laws that can be used in the world of mysticism. There are many ways to defeat powerful beings by harming the weak. That is the basis of many curses.

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, Russell rubbed the golden surface of the "Wishing Magic Lamp" covered with mysterious and complex symbols with his fingers, and growled:
"Djinn!"

The wick at the mouth of the pot suddenly ignited, and the light it emitted was like a sticky stream of water, gushing upwards, forming a blurry and distorted pale golden human figure.

As soon as the pale golden figure appeared, it turned around and tried to go back into the "Wishing Magic Lamp", but the white mist and green light that were corroding the body of Roselle's "Black Emperor" were like a bear smelling the scent of honey or a vampire being placed next to a pool of fresh and healthy blood. A large part of it suddenly separated and violently rushed around the pale golden figure, binding him up layer by layer, as if drowning him.

The genie twisted and struggled desperately, trying to escape this predicament and shrink back into the "Wishing Lamp", but he was unable to do so. His light golden figure gradually showed signs of blending with the white mist and green light.

The Lamp God's mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was madly cursing Amon and Roselle, but he was bound by the white mist and blue light and couldn't even make a sound.

Roselle raised the "Wishing Lamp" and the genie to his chest, distorting the relationship between the subject and external objects, making himself a temporary appendage of the genie.

A moment later, the Lamp God, who was originally one with the "Uncertain Mist" and had the same origin as it, seemed to have become the other side of the "Uncertain Mist" again, but was sealed and unable to exert his own power, appearing quite weak!

Roselle looked at Amon again.

Now, in front of your flawed authority as the true God of the "wrong" path, under the solid and close connection, from the perspective of mysticism, the weak genie can be completely equal to the powerful "Fog of Uncertainty". Severely damaging the genie is equivalent to severely damaging the "Fog of Uncertainty", and making the genie fall asleep is equivalent to making the "Fog of Uncertainty" fall asleep!
It’s up to you now!
Amon laughed and raised the "blasphemous slate" in his hand.

"The Land Forsaken by God", at the top of the majestic and endless mountains, in front of a huge cross covered with blood.

Adam, the "real creator" who has escaped the influence of the alien gods' whispers, is waiting here.

He was wearing a simple white robe, had a thick golden beard, and eyes as clear as a child's. At his feet there was a strong shadow with five heads that looked different from him. It looked like his, but also not like his.

Adam opened his mouth and said solemnly:
"I am one and I am ten thousand. I am the beginning and the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clear eyes of the "true creator" Adam suddenly became illusory, and a strange sea appeared around his body, which seemed to contain all colors and all possibilities.

Then, Adam grasped the silver cross pendant hanging on his chest.

A blazing but illusory sun then leaped out from above His head. To His left, lightning, strong winds, and waves intertwined to form a phantom that overlooked everything. To His right, a white tower with many brass eyes rose from the ground.

These illusory, seemingly imaginary authorities and symbols, along with Adam's own shadow, were merged into Adam's body one by one under the push of the chaotic sea.

Suddenly, the strange sea that contained all colors and all possibilities rose up and submerged the entire mountain range, and Adam expanded into a huge light and shadow that seemed to support the heaven and the earth.

This "true creator" briefly returned to his peak state, and the savior of mankind who fought against the ancient gods appeared in the world again!

He walked slowly on the chaotic and dark "water surface" and pointed his finger at the sea that was both real and illusory.

Following this finger, chaotic seawater containing all colors and possibilities quickly gushed out from the surface of the second "blasphemous slate" in Amon's hand.

Amon did not hold it directly, but let the mottled and weathered stone slab float in front of his body.

He then looked at the pale golden lamp genie who was twisting wildly and seemed to be cursing him, and smiled, which made the other party even more furious.

Then He caused the "blasphemous tablet" to rise.

PS: Thank you for the reward from Jiong Jiongyo for the Silver Alliance~
(End of this chapter)