Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 133 Do you crave power?

The sun god was somewhat speechless.

He didn't know what Lilith was laughing about. After all, their purpose in joining forces this time was to graft Omibella's fate onto Lilith. But to graft fate, the prerequisite was that Omibella was alive, whether in body or soul, even if she was on the verge of death. As long as she was alive, he could use the authority of the 'BUG' to help Lilith graft Omibella's fate onto her.

The Sun God had no doubt that the golden breath had the power to destroy souls. If Omibella's physical body had been destroyed, it would have meant the destruction of her soul, which would also mean the complete failure of their plan.

Furthermore, once the Giant King learns of Omibella's death, he will undoubtedly fly into a rage. Their original plan to unite with the Giant King against the other Old Gods will surely fail as a result. The Giant King will not only fail to become their ally, but will instead become the first Old God they must confront.

Fortunately, none of this happened; Omibella is still alive, and that's enough.

The dragon in the sky vanished, and the embers, now in human form, fell to the ground, calmly watching the two people present.

"What should we do next?"

"Lilith".

The sun god sensed something amiss and asked疑惑地, "Didn't you explain this to him beforehand?"

"Eh~"

Lilith's smile gradually faded, and she turned away somewhat guiltily.

"Explain what?"

Ember turned his gaze to Lilith, his eyes filled with a questioning look.

"It's nothing~"

Lilith's gaze darted away, avoiding Yu Jin's eyes, and she whispered, "Didn't I tell you? I'm going to eat Omibella..."

Yu Jin understood and nodded, saying:

"Remember to eat it while it's hot."

Lilith's eyes widened. "Are you even speaking human language?"

The girl was about to say something when her expression suddenly changed. The ring on her hand, which looked like it was made of pale red amber, suddenly seemed to have broken its string, and the light it emitted became extremely dim, like a candle that had burned out and could no longer be sustained.

At the same time, a hazy, illusory door, engraved with many mysterious symbols, appeared out of thin air behind Lilith.

Amidst the illusory creaking sounds, the gate to the Summoning Gate swung open!

Lilith instinctively reached out to grab Ember, but the moment she did, she grasped only his illusory image. For the instant the portal appeared, Ember's presence had already faded and vanished from this world. After all, he never truly belonged here.

Without the ties of fire, nature has lost all connection with this era.

Lilith's hand slowly lowered, her eyes filled with regret and resentment, her lips tightly pressed together.

"How could it be so fast..."

She lowered her head, letting the shadows conceal her expression. When she raised her head again, her expression had returned to calm, and she said softly:

"Let's begin."

The sun god nodded calmly and said slowly:

"You need to first absorb her extraordinary properties to advance to the level of the Barren Mistress, otherwise..."

"unnecessary."

Lilith looked up at the Sun God, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I have been one for a long time."

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding ravines suddenly trembled, and the soil at the bottom rose up like gushing spring water until it was level with the surface. This made the previously ravaged land flat again, and also allowed half of Omibella's body to emerge from the ground.

This method clearly does not belong to Lilith's "Moon" pathway, but rather originates from the "Mother" pathway! And this also means that, as Lilith said, she had already ascended to the position of the Barren Mistress long before this!

The Sun God gave her a deep look. Had she already prepared everything before even hunting down Omibella? Instead of absorbing Omibella's extraordinary characteristics, she chose to advance to the Desolate Mistress ahead of time without informing Him. Was she worried that He would tamper with her extraordinary characteristics?

Lilith was on guard against Him, but wasn't He also on guard against Lilith?

He only informed His followers in Afternoon Town about the ascension ceremony three days ago. This means that if Lilith wants to receive the ascension ceremony, she must travel to Afternoon Town within these three days to obtain the information from His followers. The reason for doing this is to prevent the other party from ascending ahead of time—after all, the best outcome is for Lilith to complete the ascension with His help.

It's clear that Lilith has already completed her advancement, and within the three days of the advancement ceremony. This couldn't have been done alone; after all, the advancement ceremony is a major event, and there must be some hidden authority behind it...

Unfortunately, it was a miscalculation.

The sun god chuckled softly, shook his head, and slowly walked towards Omibella, who had been lifted from the ground by the mud.

A halo appeared behind His head, silently radiating light like a sun. Beneath His feet was a twelve-sectioned, illusory circle, each section containing symbols representing different times. Behind Him lay a curtain of shadow, within which seemed an eye silently peered out.

This is Him, the sun god who simultaneously possesses the authority of the sun, error, and the Hanged Man!

And what He is using now is precisely the wrong method of stealing authority, which can only be performed through Sequence 2 "Trojan Horse of Fate" and above:

Stealing Omibella's future destiny and grafting it onto Lilith! From this day forward, Lilith is 'Omibella'. Neither Omibella's husband nor her children can discern Lilith's true identity. Because this destiny is real, only with a different person.

"Congratulations, Goddess of Harvest."

The Sun God looked at Lilith standing before Omibella's corpse and slowly said, "I think we should now formally discuss the cooperation we agreed on earlier."

"certainly."

Lilith's lips curled into a pleased smile. "I will persuade Olmir to cooperate with you and fight against the Elf King together. Humans and giants will join hands and move towards a better tomorrow~ Pfft~"

Before she could finish speaking, Lilith suddenly burst out laughing, her giggles echoing throughout the intact temple—they had somehow returned to the real world.

The sun god made no comment, but simply shook his head and silently left the temple.

He saw the believers in the square outside, still prostrate on the ground, kissing the soil beneath their feet. Their eyes were reverently fixed on the temple ahead, unaware that the god they worshipped had long since fallen.

The sun god showed no joy or sorrow, and calmly walked through the crowd to Medici and his companions.

But as soon as he arrived, he saw Medici laughing and teasing a strange boy, and he immediately frowned:

"Medici, are you bullying someone again?"

He had seen this boy before; it seemed he was brought by Lilith. However, unlike Ember, this boy was truly just an ordinary person.

Medici immediately released her hand from the other person's head, spread her little hands, and said aggrievedly:

"Lord, he provoked me first."

The sun god, naturally, didn't believe his nonsense. He looked at the unfamiliar boy and asked softly:

"What's your name?"

"A... Allen..."

The boy shrank back fearfully, instinctively answering, but quickly his expression turned panicked, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "No, no! My name isn't Allen, it's Hermes!"

Medici asked thoughtfully:

"Alan Hermes?"

The boy who called himself Hermes immediately blushed:

"No way! Alan is a fake name that bad woman forced me to give her!"

The sun god's expression shifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile:

"So, Hermes, do you crave power?"

……

Inside the temple, Lilith, still standing beside Omibella's corpse, narrowed her eyes and smiled knowingly, saying:

"Come out, he's already left, there's no need to hide anymore, right?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared quickly from the shadows beside him, and judging from its slender figure, it was a woman.

His body was somewhat ethereal, with ripples spreading outwards. His face seemed veiled by layers of thin gauze, hazy yet exceptionally beautiful. He wore a layered but not elaborate dark dress, adorned with countless sparkles, like stars embedded in the night sky.

Overall, she was a classically beautiful woman, more striking than the night itself. However, her beauty was marred by two arms growing from her sides and waist, covered in short, dark hair. Two of her six hands held heavy, massive black scythes.

Although this does not affect its overall beauty, it is more like a humanoid demon wolf than a human.

"Amanisis, why are you afraid to face him?"

Lilith looked at the figure with a mocking glint in her eyes and asked tauntingly, "Is it because you're afraid, or because...?"

"Bang!"

The massive scythe swung towards where Lilith was standing, abruptly interrupting her words.

Lilith appeared somewhat disheveled a short distance away, angrily saying:

"You really want to kill me?"

"Just a warning."

The woman, known as Amanisis, sheathed her scythe and said calmly, "I don't want it to happen again."

"snort!"

Lilith scoffed. "A woman whose mind is filled with nothing but violence. Has the wolf's genes altered your thinking?"

"How much better are you than me?"

Amanisis remained unperturbed, her voice still soft and calm:

"A gigantic mountain of flesh, covered with all sorts of organs, spewing out thick black mist, constantly creating all kinds of strange creatures. Any strong person who gets close to it will be dominated by the desire to mate and reproduce, becoming a walking organ of the corresponding creature..."

"Get out!"

Lilith blushed and angrily said, "That's slander! It's blatant slander! That bitch Omibella has always been jealous of my beauty. This is a deliberate smear campaign to cover up her jealousy and Olmir's betrayal!"

"Perhaps."

Amanisis said calmly, "After all, I've never seen your mythical form, or rather..."

Amanisis gave her a deep look. "I don't even know if you're a woman, after all..."

"Bang!"

Thick plants, like hard steel, burst from the ground, piercing through Amanisis's body from beneath her feet! But at the same moment, Amanisis's body became ethereal, reappearing beside Lilith, the sharp point of a scythe pressed against Lilith's delicate, fair neck. It seemed that with the slightest movement, she could sever her beautiful, lovely head.

"Sister Amanisis, we're even now~"

Lilith blinked her eyes, looking innocent and adorable, and said in a clear, crisp voice:

"And another thing, Sister Amanisis, I was promoted to 'Wasteland Matriarch' right in front of you, you know? Didn't you know whether I was a woman or not before?"

"That's hard to say."

Amanisis said calmly, "After all, before this, you were also the 'Goddess of Beauty' of the lunar pathway."

Veins bulged on Lilith's fair forehead, her fists clenched, but she quickly broke into a sweet smile, saying charmingly:

"Sister Amanisis, let's stop joking. It's almost time. I need to hurry back to the Giants' Court to avoid arousing suspicion."

Amanisis glanced at her, sheathed her scythe, and swiftly disappeared into the shadows.

"Endure, Lilith, you must endure!"

Lilith took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and encouraged herself, "A small act of impatience can ruin a big plan. You're no match for her now, but once you get stronger, you'll definitely get your revenge!"

With self-adjustment and guidance, Lilith quickly turned her gaze to Omibella's corpse, her wine-red eyes narrowing slightly.

I can't beat Amanisis, but I can't beat you, Omibella?

"Bang!"

Amidst a violent, earth-shaking tremor, Omibella's corpse seemed to come back to life. She pushed herself up with her hands and went to Lilith's side, allowing Lilith to enter her body—although fate had been grafted, it wasn't so easy to deceive Olmir, an ancient god; she still had to put on a show.

For example, Lilith would at least have to look like a giant.

……

Winter in Backlund is always inseparable from fireplaces and mist, and time flies by in this cold and gray atmosphere. It seems like only yesterday that the New Year was just two weeks away.

Klein extinguished the embers in the fireplace, put on a double-breasted wool coat over his deep red wool vest, and sighed softly again:

"It's been 45 days since Yu Jin left. I miss him."

Klein, his thoughts wandering, took the half-high silk hat from the coat rack and smoothed out the wrinkles and removed the dust with a brush and handkerchief.

Over a month ago, Ember suddenly disappeared during his battle with Amon. Although divination confirmed that Ember was not in any danger, Ember was ultimately not in this world, and what he saw in the dream was ultimately an illusion. He was still unable to find Ember's 'flame'.

During the month or so without the embers, the mood among the Tarot Club members was noticeably off. Several ladies were visibly depressed, inquiring about the embers' condition at every meeting, and Klein could only helplessly brush them off each time.

He was worried, and he wanted to know, but did he know? He didn't!

In other words, the Tarot meetings are held once a week, and Mr. Fool's authority is undeniable; otherwise, the ladies might have to answer one question every day. However, unlike the anxiety and trepidation at the Tarot meetings, life in reality is quite uneventful. Klein uses his investigations to methodically and meticulously process the potions.

The Hanged Man helped him obtain the hair of the Deep Sea Naga, while Mr. White, a vampire he met in the real world, obtained the pituitary gland and blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter through his connections with the vampire clan. And thanks to the Magician's current backing by the Abraham family, the characteristics of the Human Skin Shadow were naturally not a problem. Now, he has officially advanced to Sequence 6, the 'Faceless Man'.

Of course, in order to acquire these extraordinary traits, he not only emptied his savings but also cleared his debts to Miss Justice. In fact, the world now owes Miss Justice a considerable debt.

He is now preparing to leave to sell a portion of his highly promising shares in exchange for cash support.

At the very least, the debts must be cleared first.

But just as he reached the door, Klein suddenly stopped, as if sensing something. He looked out at the street, hesitated for a moment, then took four steps backward and entered the gray fog.

Inside the magnificent palace, a weathered bronze table and twenty-two high-backed chairs, each bearing different symbols on its back, stand silently, seemingly unchanged since time immemorial. The gray mist beneath them, and the endless emptiness surrounding them, are equally unchanged.

The gray fog flowed like water, dotted with deep red stars, some large, some small, some near, some far, some hidden deep, some floating on the surface, as if everything was different from before.

Klein did not search for a spark in the crimson star. Instead, he sat at the head of the long bronze table, skillfully removed the citrine pendant from his left wrist, and wrote down the corresponding divination phrase:

"I can contact Ember now."

Klein lowered his pendulum, assumed the correct posture, and chanted a few times before opening his eyes. He saw the citrine pendant spinning clockwise with a very large amplitude and extremely fast speed.

This surprised Klein at first, but then he was overjoyed.

For the past forty-five days, he has been performing a divination once a day, but each divination has yielded a negative result.

And this time, it has finally become a certainty!

Without further hesitation, his gaze quickly searched among the deep red stars. Having confirmed he could contact Ember, he meticulously examined every single star without missing a single one.

Finally, he found the flame on the back of a deep red star.

Even though he found a spark, Klein paused for a moment.

Because the location where the flames appeared this time was completely different from before. If there was any similarity, it was that the crimson stars hiding in these two instances were significantly larger, brighter, and closer to the others.

"If the size and brightness of these crimson stars are symbols of power, then these two crimson stars..."

Klein's eye twitched slightly. Not daring to think any further, he immediately extended his spiritual power, carefully bypassing the crimson star, and touched the cluster of flames. In an instant, a figure appeared beside the bronze table.

Klein smiled slightly, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Welcome back, Mr. Ember."

Ember's memory was still etched on Lilith's panicked little face; when he came to his senses, he found himself above the gray mist. Gazing at the Fool on the throne, Ember remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"How long have I been gone, Mr. Fool?"

(End of this chapter)