Ring of Fate

Chapter 896: Horrible Things

In the Observatory area, on Left Street, in the newly rented apartment of Lumian and others.

"Let's go to the catacombs now." Lumian glanced at the carriages, bicycles and various mechanical creations coming and going outside the window, and said to Janna and Franca in the living room.

He wanted to get more information from the shadow of Crismanna before Franka came into contact with the "Black Witch" again, in order to prevent certain possible accidents. This required Janna to go to the sacrificial square on the third floor of the catacombs to be promoted to the "Witch of Pain".

Jenna glanced at Lumian's black cloak and asked carefully:

"Do you need to change into your inner clothes? That way you can at least make yourself more comfortable."

Lumian was silent for a few seconds and said:
"it is good."

Now it was Jenna's turn to be surprised. She thought Lumian would be more resistant and would need to find enough reasons to convince him.

Franca was also surprised. When she drank the "witch" potion, she didn't accept such things so quickly.

Her lake blue eyes moved slightly, and soon she had some guesses, and her emotions became quite complicated.

Aside from their height, Lumian now had a similar build to Jenna, and after taking a handful of clothing from the other, he walked into the bedroom, not letting go completely just because a more intimate relationship existed between all three of them.

Seeing this scene, Janna vaguely understood and turned her head to look at Franca.

"Oh..." Franka sighed.

Janna followed suit and pursed her lips.

Not long after, Lumian came out, wearing a linen men's shirt and dark trousers, looking very heroic.

Franca looked at him and said:
"You are too tall. You need to find a tailor to make custom-made women's clothes that fit you."

Lumian hummed, walked to the full-length mirror in the living room, and looked at himself with his black hair simply tied up.

The sight of the bright but cold-looking woman made him dazed. He subconsciously reached into the "traveler's bag" and took out the "lie" ear clip.

His right hand hovered in the air and he did not put on the ear clip immediately.

Franka quickly took two steps forward, trying to make her tone sound natural:

"I don't think we should force it now. The prerequisite for Auror's true resurrection is that you always maintain your own self and reach the top of the two paths of disaster. During this process, her soul fragments should gradually revive according to your progress. You don't need to deliberately act or imitate her."

"Moreover, Ms. Magician speculated that the key to Aurore's resurrection lies in the Immortal Witch. It may not be a good thing for you to let her manifest in you now, just like jumping to the adjacent path before the Sequence 4 node." Janna also said in a soft voice.

"Yes, I don't know if your sister has ever taught you this phrase, 'too much is as bad as too little', which means that no matter how good something is, it will become bad if it is overdone." Franka added.

Lumian was silent for a moment and put the "Lie" ear clip back into the "Traveler's Bag".

Franca breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Will you wear a hat with a veil, or continue to wear a cloak? If you go out like this, you will soon become the focus of everyone's attention on the street."

As "witches", she and Janna both have deep experience with similar things, and Lumian is also a "witch" with divinity.

Lumian picked up the cloak that was draped over the back of a nearby chair and put it back on.

Looking at his delicate and exquisite facial features and his simply tied black hair which were gradually covered by the hood, Lumian turned around and walked towards the door.

Jannah donned a round hat with a black veil hanging down, while Franca dressed herself in a baseball cap with the brim pulled down.

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The third level of the catacombs, inside the sacrificial square.

Lumian threw out several mirrors and set up a "mirror maze" so that even if other people came to explore and adventure on this floor, they would not be able to see the three "witches" and their companions and would pass through normally.

While Janna was adjusting her state and mixing the potion, Franka looked at the border of the maze, which showed no abnormality at all, and exclaimed:

"As expected of a demigod, I knew the real surrounding area had been hidden by the 'Mirror Maze', but I still didn't notice anything wrong."

In comparison, her "Mirror Maze" cannot achieve this level.

Without waiting for Lumian's response, she asked curiously:

"When are you going to give Ludwig the body of Voisin Samson?"

After the death of Vaisin Sanson, because he had been deeply polluted by the power of fate and it was quite dangerous for him to continue staying in the special mirror world, Lumian and others did not "communicate with spirits" but only took his body away.

Lumian thought for a moment and smiled slightly:

"Don't be in a hurry. Hook him up little by little. Maybe the ceremony to advance to Sequence 3 of the Hunter Path will also require teamwork. With an angel team member like this, the number requirement will be much lower.

"Besides, whether you digest the remaining 'pain' potion or Jenna digests the 'pain' potion, you can use Ludwig. If you give him all the benefits at once, how can he be reluctant to leave?"

Seeing that Lumian was seriously considering switching back to the "Hunter" Path Sequence 3, Franka was delighted and relieved, and couldn't help but wave her arms twice.

“Anthony is almost reaching Sequence 5. All that’s left is the preparation for the final ritual.” Lumian suddenly said.

"Uh..." Franka was stunned for a moment, "When did it happen?"

"He told me yesterday that while you were advancing matters related to the Witch Cult, he was also completing the mission for Lady Justice and had established a preliminary connection with the Psychological Alchemy Society. He will naturally receive corresponding rewards, and he has been using his hypnotic abilities, including helping me. He completed the digestion some time ago." Lumian explained briefly. "What he needs now is to go to the spirit world to contract a creature and gain the ability to stay awake in dreams. This can also be replaced by other methods. Ludwig's dishes may be able to help."

Franka smacked her lips:
"We didn't care enough about Anthony..."

"For the 'audience', he probably doesn't want you to care about him or pay too much attention to him." Lumian glanced at the corner of the Mirror Maze, "Just like he is here now, and will immediately provide 'comfort' to Janna if something goes wrong."

He's here too? Franca felt like she was hearing a ghost story.

At this time, Janna, who had already eaten the "Ice Lemon Fish Fillet", prepared the "Pain" potion with a black base and green foam.

Lumian then raised his arms.

Behind Jana, a crystal clear icicle with many protrusions rose from the ground, ready to serve as a stake.

Then, Janna handed the "pain" potion to Lumian, climbed to the top of the icicle by herself, and allowed Franka to tie her body tightly and restrict her movements.

A bunch of blazing white fire crows lit up around Lumian, circling and flying out, landing on Janna's body.

Janna was quickly ignited, and her expression twisted uncontrollably.

Lumian walked up the steps made of frost, came to Janna, and poured the potion into his companion's mouth.

Jenna's mind began to blur, and the pain in her body pulled at her, trying to keep the last bit of consciousness she had.

Lumian lightly landed on the ground from the top of the frost steps, concentrating on sensing his surroundings.

He was waiting for the shadow of Christmenna to arrive. Having lost the seal of Mr. Fool, he could no longer enter the area around the Samaritan Woman's Fountain.

Franca kept looking at Janna, seeing her skin quickly burnt black, her face twisted and deformed, her face distorted with pain, her teeth unable to bite anymore and she made painful sounds.

This made Franca extremely distressed, and it seemed even more painful than when she performed the ceremony herself.

Suddenly, Lumian's light blue eyes first turned iron-black, and then turned silver-white with black.

He felt that Christmena's shadow or residual consciousness had descended into the "Mirror Maze", but he could not see it at all.

Janna's thoughts kept drifting and she gradually lost herself. She recalled the pain and happiness she had experienced when she was with Lumian, and also recalled the experience and inner emotions of helping Franca to have fun. She became addicted because of the enjoyment and sober because of the pain.

In this state, Janna had no idea whether she was being watched by the "Original Witch". When she regained some of her thoughts, the blurry and unclear holy figure in a simple white robe had already appeared before her eyes.

"Ms. Christine." Jenna called out the other person's name, and having learned from the last lesson, she quickly asked directly, "Why would a pure woman who takes the 'witch' path be hated by the original?"

Christine answered in a hollow voice:
"My mother hated those 'witches' who didn't go through the pain of gender change, and was wary of them."

"Why should we be on guard?" Janna asked further.

Christine said in a strangely empty voice:

"After a pure female 'witch' becomes an angel, or maybe an 'ageless witch', she will encounter a very scary thing. Maybe she can get through it, or maybe not. If not, it will be a very big problem for my mother and cannot happen."

Janna was stunned for a moment and blurted out:

"Then you?"

A trace of blood suddenly appeared on the blurred surface of Christine's face, and her originally hollow voice suddenly took on a hint of depression and pain:
"So, I died..."

Before she finished her words, the figure of this former "Witch of Disaster", the true Son of God, faded rapidly.

"What exactly was that horrible thing?" Janna rushed to ask.

Christine's shadow quickly dissipated, leaving only half a sentence:

"Um, the world in the mirror..."

Janna suddenly woke up and saw the charred skin on her body falling off piece by piece, and the rope had been burned off at some point.

She immediately hid herself and found a corner to change her clothes.

Huh... Seeing this, Franka instinctively let out the worry and torment that had been pent up in her heart.

At the same time, she seemed to hear Lumian also quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)