Ring of Fate

Chapter 904: Final Inquiry (Last day to ask for monthly tickets)

The "Magician" lady breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lumian get the last lucky gold coin.

Although the Major Arcana cards have roughly confirmed that such a development will occur through prophecy, divination, psychological analysis and other methods, after all, the objects involved are ancient angels, the sons of the true God. No one dares to conclude that the results will definitely appear in the expected direction. If there is a deviation, they will have to formulate a new plan.

The Magician took out a small golden bottle engraved with mysterious symbols from somewhere, and said to Azik Eggers with a smile:

"Mr. Azik, this is the extra water from the 'Woman of Samaria's Spring'. It is polluted by the power of the source of the Styx. It has many effects, such as repairing the soul, making people fall asleep, bringing about complete death or a real dream, and awakening in a dream. We would like to ask for your help to make it only show one of the two characteristics of 'making people fall asleep' or 'awakening in a dream', and strengthen it."

Repairing the soul...Lumian didn't care that there was still some water left from the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" he had taken earlier, and all his attention was focused on the effect of "repairing the soul".

Will this allow the fragments of Auror's soul to gradually become complete?

"No problem." Azik took the golden bottle containing the water from the "Samaritan Woman's Spring".

The Magician lady seemed to have sensed Lumian's thoughts and explained to him casually:
"The water from the 'Samaritan Woman's Fountain' does have the effect of repairing the soul, but it is limited to repairing. Just like the ability of 'regeneration of broken limbs' can make lost arms, legs, etc. grow again, but it cannot make arms and legs grow into a new person. That is in the realm of 'Great Mother'."

She had previously answered the question of what the fake "Black Witch" was, believing that neither she nor the one with the most accurate divination results knew the exact answer, and the implication was that the corresponding secret must involve a special mirror world.

“It’s good to have a certain repair effect.” Lumian was silent for a moment and said in a low voice.

At this time, a blurry, upright, terrifying giant snake appeared behind Azik, almost touching the illusory sky.

Pale flames burned in the giant snake's eye sockets, and it seemed to have a pair of thick and exaggerated wings growing on its back. Its body was covered with huge dark green scales, and seemingly pure white feathers emerged from the gaps between the scales.

Although Lumian couldn't clearly see the appearance of each feather and scale, nor the strange symbols on them, just looking directly at the shadow made him feel as if he was dying quickly and his skin was withering and shrunken.

This is damage that cannot be transferred by the "mirror substitute".

Fortunately, the illusory giant winged snake quickly coiled up and wrapped around the golden bottle, which was so big that it couldn't even fill its eye sockets.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying giant snake faded rapidly and shrank into the golden bottle in an instant.

Lumian gradually returned to normal.

Azik handed the golden vial back to the "magician":
"Anyone who touches the water in the bottle will fall into a long sleep, even myself.

“It will have some effect on a true god, but not much, unless the god himself is very weak or in a sleeping state.

"If you want to wake up the sleeping person, you need to get some water from the 'Well of the Woman of Samaria' again and use a similar method to do the opposite, or seek help from the true God who has the corresponding authority."

Lumian was not surprised that the processed water from the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" had only a slight effect on the true God.

The residual soul of the "Blood Emperor" can wake up from time to time in the mysterious river that is the source of the "Samaritan Woman's Fountain" and stir up trouble, not to mention that this is just a second-level derivative!
The Magician handed the golden vial to Lumian:

"This might be useful in dreams, but I'm not sure."

Lumian nodded slightly and put the bottle of processed "Samaritan Woman's Spring" water into his "traveler's bag".

The Magician turned and saluted Azik:
“Thanks for your help, we have achieved all our goals today.

"Is there anything you need us to do?"

Azik cast his eyes towards the paintings on both sides of the corridor and said in a daze:

“Not yet.

"I have been sleeping for several years. I want to walk around and see how the world has changed."

The "Magician" lady said no more and left with Lumian.

Before being enveloped by the starlight, Lumian glanced sideways and found that the former "Archon of Death" with a deep sense of vicissitudes in his eyes was standing quietly in front of an oil painting, silently stroking the surface of the painting with his fingers.

…………

at dusk.

Except for Lugano who was told that he would have some vacation time and could arrange his schedule freely, Lumian, Franca, Janna, Anthony and Ludwig all gathered in the apartment on Left Street in the Observatory District.

The "magician" lady, wearing a beige long dress with a vertical collar and gold embroidery and a wide-brimmed hat for sun protection, stood at the window and said to the five holders of the lucky gold coins:
“I must once again stress the possible risks.

"In Mr. Fool's dream, if you die, reality will also die. If you lose control or go crazy, reality will also lose control or go crazy. If you are directly polluted by that Heavenly Lord or any other existence, reality will also be polluted. If you have psychological diseases or strong emotional fluctuations, your sleeping body in reality will also suffer corresponding problems.

“If you are simply injured or tired, the impact on reality is minimal. You can quickly recover by leaving the dream and getting up for a short time. You can also spend time healing in the dream.

"In that dream, you can use all of your abilities, but the effects will be limited to Sequence 7. The essence of this limitation is that Mr. Fool's self-awareness has not yet recovered. In other words, if Mr. Fool in the dream realizes that extraordinary abilities can achieve the effects corresponding to Sequence 6, your level will be restored to this sequence.

"Similarly, except for special items such as the water from the Samaritan Woman's Spring, the other equipment in your dream is essentially derived from your consciousness and is also restricted.

"The good news is that those enemies who use other methods to enter Mr. Fool's dream and the extraordinary people driven by the Heavenly Lord will also be subject to similar restrictions. However, the Heavenly Lord can manage dreams to a certain extent and in certain aspects. Until the last moment, you'd better avoid the Heavenly Lord and don't have any contact with Him."

Hearing this, Lumian asked a question:
"In Mr. Fool's dream, what identity and image does Tianzun exist in?"

If you figure this out, you can effectively bypass that Heavenly Lord.

Ms. Magician shook her head:
“If we had known, the previous lucky gold coin holders wouldn’t have been kicked out of the dream so quickly or had their movements restricted.

"Confirming Tianzun's identity in the dream is a key point of your mission this time."

The "magician" lady talked about other things related to the dream, and finally asked seriously:
"Now, you can make your own choice. Are you willing to take Mr. Fool's gold coins and enter his real dream to try to wake him up?
“If you don’t want to, we won’t force you, but you must follow the guidance of the spirit and give away the lucky gold coin in your hand as soon as possible.

"If you are willing, after this is over, regardless of whether Mr. Fool is successfully awakened or not, we will give you a generous reward."

“I’m fine.” Lumian, wearing a cloak but no hood, was the first to answer.

"Me too." Jenna was the second one.

Next came Franca and Anthony, who were equally willing.

The only one who hesitated was Ludwig. The little boy in a red bow tie had a changing expression, and it seemed unclear what he was resisting.

Finally, he looked at Franca and Janna, gritted his teeth and said:

"I would like to go to the dreamland."

Although the food you eat in dreams is fake and unreal, at least you don’t have to study or take exams!

Franka, who had already digested the "pain" potion, glanced at Ludwig with amusement and whispered in Janna's ear:
"This child is really not smart enough. As soon as I heard the description from Ms. Magician, I came to a clear conclusion:
"If Mr. Fool digests the potion in his dream, he will digest it in reality!"

Janna responded in a low voice:

“After we enter Mr. Fool’s dream, I will tell Ludwig the truth.”

At this time, the "Magician" lady nodded slightly and said:

"I'm glad you made this choice. Let me remind you one last time. Try to delay being kicked out of the dream. Once you've been kicked out of the dream more than three times, you'll either be kicked out immediately or completely restricted from entering again, and can only be a spectator."

"Yes, Ms. Magician." Lumian and others stood up one after another.

Brilliant starlight fell and covered them.

In the blink of an eye, five people appeared in a luxurious villa.

"This is also in Trier. You choose your own room and they cannot be placed next to each other, in case one person is discovered and affects other people nearby." Ms. "Magician" gave a brief introduction.

"Okay." After making the decision, Franka no longer hesitated and couldn't wait to try it.

After Lumian and the others had chosen the room, the "Magician" lady said to them as they returned to the corridor:

"Now go to bed and sleep with your lucky coin in your hand."

"Is that all?" Franca asked doubtfully.

Isn't this too simple?
Ms. Magician laughed:
"No, this is just the first step. Miss Justice will have to take action later."

"Yeah." Lumian and the others didn't ask any more questions. They returned to the room they chose, held the shiny lucky gold coins, lay down on the firm and elastic bed, and covered themselves with the soft quilt that smelled of sunshine.

PS: Last day to ask for monthly tickets~
(End of this chapter)