Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 349 348 The Well of the Sun (Part Two)

A brilliant golden light shot into the sky and illuminated half of the sky above Tingen after disappearing into the clouds.

Accompanying the scorching heat was something even more terrifying.

The lava erupting from the Sunwell illuminated the sky, and on the distant ground, the same thing was engulfing everything, surging relentlessly toward this place.

Just like the volcanic ash that inevitably appears after a volcanic eruption, the rock particles and minerals were melted into tiny fragments by the Sunwell, which, along with the surging heat and air currents, created a fierce wind that blew towards them.

Those standing outside Tinggen suddenly felt like they couldn't breathe.

"Cough cough, put on your mask, don't breathe! The ash from the Sunwell Ore Eruption is polluting! Don't inhale that cough cough, that ash!"

The lush vegetation was ignited by the lava flowing across the ground in the distance from the Sunwell. The investigators watched as the lava engulfed everything that came near it, and nothing could stop its advance in the face of the power of nature.

In the sky, lava from the Sunwell ore is about to fall.

Those who looked up at the sky noticed something falling behind the clouds; scorching heat rushed towards them, and one after another, intensely hot golden raindrops fell vertically from the sky.

Golden raindrops struck the buildings, steaming hot and instantly vaporizing their surfaces.

A temperature capable of instantly evaporating a person, accompanied by golden rain representing light and purification, is about to baptize the entire city of Tingen.

One mysterious symbol and magical mark after another lit up from the ground, and magical patterns appeared on the earth.

The sealing ceremony was completed, and the ritual master who was adjusting the ceremony began the ritual at the moment when the Sunwell ore magma was about to arrive.

But it seems it's already too late?

Inside Tingen, Palez Zoroaster walked against the flow of people toward the outskirts of Tingen.

St. Peter's Hospital, Director's Office.

The kind-faced lady stood up from behind her desk, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and gazed at the golden light shining outside.

A figure wearing a black silk top hat and a matching tailcoat appeared on the clock tower of the University of Tingen. He gazed at the sky, and in his light brown eyes, twelve-segmented insects kept appearing.

Sitting in the coffee shop, Tang raised his coffee cup and looked at his reflection in the window.

when--

The resounding bells echoed throughout Tingen, resonating in the hearts of every ordinary person and every extraordinary individual.

The sound of bells, seemingly from a distant past, caused the golden rain falling from the sky to freeze in mid-air, and also stopped the rushing ore dust and flowing lava in place.

The golden lava that had dripped onto the building flew back into the sky, and the ash that the investigators had inhaled flew out of their bodies once more, drifting into the distance.

At that very moment, in Tingen, intricate patterns appeared on building after building, as this miraculous city, which had been transformed over a thousand years, displayed its power.

The lockdown ceremony in Tingen was completed in that instant, enveloping the entire city.

For thousands of years, every building and street built here has served its purpose. In the construction of large-scale ritual magic, they act as circuits, mediums, and carriers, always preparing for the use of a super-large-scale ritual.

"Mr. Zoroaster!"

Outside Tingen, investigators noticed the brilliant golden light in the sky freeze and linger, and saw their teammates recover their bodies just moments before being contaminated.

They saw Palez Zoroaster appear beside them.

This is one of Miskatonic's top officials, a true angel.

The ancient angel, who did not appear old, looked up at the patches of melted Sunwell ore liquid in the sky, his eyes filled with a solemnity that was obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

"Seal off the city of Tingen. If necessary, abandon everything else and prioritize the safety of the residents of Tingen."

Even though Mr. "Mistake" isn't in Tingen, Tingen is not without a Sequence 1 Archangel here.

In his presence, no matter how desperate one feels, a sense of anticipation and hope will involuntarily arise in one's heart.

After all, humans are such strange creatures.

"Yes!"

Miskatonic's investigators acted swiftly, and the sealing ritual successfully took effect while a Time Worm used its extraordinary abilities to buy them precious time.

One after another, dazzling lights, accompanied by various symbols and signs that were both recognizable and indistinguishable to the extraordinary, rose from the ground, forming a thin yet sturdy barrier in the sky above Tingen.

Like a layer of frosted glass, all the disturbances and disputes are kept out through this layer of frosted glass.

Then, the time that had been frozen in the Time Worm began to flow again.

Olson appeared beside Pales and retreated with him into Tingen.

"Can't get out."

Olson whispered to Pales, pressing one hand against the thin, transparent barrier in front of him, using his Planeswalker sealing abilities to reinforce the protective shield created by the ritual magic.

"The true Creator has sealed off both the inside and outside, and forcibly crossing the spirit world would be extremely risky."

He brought everyone else from the town of Ramd back to Tingen. With the gods personally involved in the blockade, forcibly crossing it would be extremely dangerous.

Unable to do anything else, after delivering the people to the refugee camp at the University of Tingen, Olsson quickly approached the barrier to meet with Palles and help maintain the large ceremony.

As merely a sequence 2 of historical pore images, Olson was unable to unleash his full potential; at least, he was unable to safely escape with the others while confronting a true god's all-out blockade.

The only thing we can do is try to use this barrier to get through and wait for the "mistake" to come back.

With the seven gods unable to free up their hands and only able to unleash a portion of their power, even if they were facing the true creator of the ancient sun god's human nature, everything would be easily resolved as long as "mistake" returned.

After all, Nicholas is the King of Angels, possessing uniqueness, while the true creator is still sealed in the Eastern Continent and has not left.

"The true creator..."

Pales pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "It won't be that simple. If... the ultimate goal is to destroy Tingen City, then the 'wrong' gaze being temporarily blocked doesn't mean He can't return. It's simply a blockade by the true creator. The polluting magma produced by the Sunwell ore cannot completely destroy Tingen City."

For an angel king who wields "error," the true creator cannot stop Nicola Flamel simply by forcibly descending upon a divine kingdom and using his own power.

“But He could have prevented Nicholas from returning so soon,” Olson said.

It is feasible to hold Nicholas back and prevent him from returning to defend so early.

Once the Sunwell's output floods Tingen, the "Error" will only find Tingen completely engulfed in flames and Sunwell ore when it returns.

Therefore, as long as the barrier remains in place, the Sunwell's magma cannot engulf this place. As the initial large-scale ritual magic used to defend the entire city of Tingen, this ritual magic's object of prayer originates from the most fundamental "knowledge," and its strength is sufficient to withstand an attack from a true god for a short period.

“Therefore, someone will inevitably make a move against the barrier,” Pales concluded. “I’ll go and inform the others that it’s not just the real beings who have made their move.”

Who else could it be besides the true Creator?

Pales quickly headed towards the Tingen City Hall. On the way, he encountered the director of St. Peter's Hospital. The gentle lady exchanged a glance with Pales, and they quickly understood each other's intentions.

“I’ll go to the city government to keep an eye on the core of the lockdown ceremony; you go and stop Katarina.”

“Okay.” The director of St. Peter’s Hospital nodded.

The White Saintess, Katarina, is still in Tingen.

The ageless witch of this witch cult is up to no good. The primordial witch's silence doesn't mean she has no plans.

After all, Tang has a Sequence 1 Conqueror on his side. If they want to advance to the Cataclysm of Destruction, the extraordinary characteristics of the Conqueror are of paramount importance to the Witch Cult.

Could it be that He is cooperating with the true Creator?

Pales was unaware that Tang had made a deal with the Witch Cult. To be precise, aside from knowing that the Sun Well would flood the entire city of Tingen today, he knew nothing else.

He left everything to his own judgment; all Pales knew was that the destruction of Tingen was an inevitable outcome.

However, neither Nikolai nor Don explained to him in detail how the plan was executed in the process of bringing about this outcome.

Regardless of who is involved or how it is implemented, if any one of these factors changes, even if the outcome remains the same, it will lead to many things being different from the predetermined, inevitable "future."

"Could it be the Primordial Witch?" As an ancient being who had lived for thousands of years and had seen many people and things, Pales vaguely saw the problem.

"Heh, this isn't just a simple script."

Pales thought to himself, "The real Creator may have been persuaded by that kid to participate in this play, but that kid has more to do than just this."

"The Primal Witch might just be a facade. At least, I don't think the Primal Witch currently has the ability to shake up Tingen City's ritual defenses."

As a Level 1 ritual master, Pales clearly understood the core elements and intensity of this large-scale ritual magic.

The Primal Witch could not destroy the core of the ritual magic from within, thus rendering the ritual magic ineffective.

So, from the very beginning, the eruption of the Sunwell involves Amon. Amon had his Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness taken away by Nikolai. Amon was in competition and hostility with Nikolai and Miskatonic.

Logically speaking, no one would expect Nicholas to cooperate with Amon. The eruption of the Sunwell was either an act of revenge by Amon or He had other schemes.

The fact that the true Creator intervened to prevent the return of "error" undoubtedly confirms this point.

The true creator has always wanted to leave the Eastern Continent. Given that almost all the extraordinary beings in the Aurora Society are being manipulated by Miskatonic behind the scenes, it is perfectly reasonable for Him to choose to destroy Tingen City first, shake the "wrong" anchor point, and prevent the other party from continuing to control the Aurora Society.

For the sake of the drama's logical development, to ensure the story flows smoothly and avoids any incorrect errors, using various coincidences to gloss over the truth is also a good idea.

Amon and Nicholas, two top-notch fraudsters, former blasphemers and current blasphemers, are putting on a show.

The two actors, who had gone to great lengths to put on this charade, were actually...

Pales's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at the sealing ceremony where cracks suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sealing ritual malfunctioned, core knowledge was compromised, and the ritual magic is on the verge of collapse.

"The Hidden Sage."

Although the reason is unclear, Tang seems to have some ideas about the Hidden Sage.

So, did they lure this Hermit Path Peak, which had somehow become active, into the game?

This is truly a case of trapping a dog behind closed doors.

The Hidden Sage is now hiding underground in the city government building, in the heart of ritual magic.

click-

Click click click——

Cracks fell from the sky, and the magma from the Sunwell, which had been pressing against the barrier, flowed into the city of Tingen through these ever-widening fissures.

People watched in terror as the lava pressed down from above, and as it dripped onto them, they were horrified to find their bodies softening.

Unlike those buildings, their bodies are gradually transforming into golden magma.

The spirituality is being polluted; they are gradually turning into new Sunwell ore.

"No, no, no, no—!"

"Help me—!"

"Help me—! Ahhhhh I don't want to die—!"

Click click click click——

As the cracks multiplied, the core algorithm supporting the entire sealing ritual was contaminated and destroyed.

With a bang, the semi-transparent frosted glass that separated the inside from the outside shattered completely in the sky.

The spreading lava surged wildly, turning Tingen into a bottomless vortex, drawing the mineral lava that spewed from afar into its depths.

The lava from the Sunwell, accumulating in the sky, echoes the lava from the Sunwell that has already blocked the way out, and is about to engulf the entire city.

The sounds of wailing and weeping echoed as Pales vanished from the spot. He dragged away several people who were about to be assimilated by the lava and threw them into St. Peter's Hospital.

St. Peter's Hospital is also a safe place, with ritual magic defenses there no weaker than those of the University of Tingen and the entire city of Tingen.

After Pales left after rescuing the person, the director of St. Peter's Hospital turned his gaze in another direction.

There, the White Saintess Katarina emerged from a mirror, gazing upon this scene of utter devastation.

"Here, the promotion criteria for 'disaster' have been met."

The White Saintess Katarina sighed as she spoke, her voice melancholic: "Unfortunately, I do not possess the extraordinary properties to concoct the Calamity Witch's potion."

(End of this chapter)