The Frasac Empire, located in Saint-Miron on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea.
Snarna wears gold flashy earrings and has long crimson hair. Einhorn was playing with a batch of jewels, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the southern sky.
He was surprised at first, then showed a puzzled expression, and then stayed in the room, doing nothing.
In the far distance, in the coastal area of the Feneport Kingdom, the deep purple streamer flew faster and faster, and it was already out of the hurricane's surroundings, leaving behind a terrifying roar.
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Somewhere in the Republic of Intis.
Dist, the president of the "Iron Blood Cross" with dark red hair combed back, wearing a blue military uniform, iron eyes, and obvious wrinkles, retracted his gaze from the chess game composed of brass soldiers and set his sights high into the sky.
He subconsciously turned into a deep purple rainbow light with a hint of blue, rising from the ground, but in the end he still controlled himself.
He whispered to himself:
"The movement is so big, the gods should have seen it......
"Will the angels of the Orthodox Church be robbed of it?"
In this way, under the gaze of one after another, the deep purple streamer spanned the kingdom of Feneport.
Paradoxically, no one is going to stop it, and no one is trying to get it.
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Banxi Harbor.
After seeing Lumian look west, Franka and Jane followed, but saw nothing.
"What are you looking at?" Franka asked suspiciously.
Lumian said thoughtfully:
"I feel that the full-length mirror in the treasure vault of the 'Blue Avenger' is shattered, and the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Weather Warlock' hidden behind it are flying towards me from the sea of mist."
This...... Jianna was a little stunned when she heard this.
Franka was also stunned and blurted out:
"There is still such a thing?
"What kind of treasure is a classic plot that comes to vote on its own......"
He came to Banxi to find clues to the remaining "Weather Warlock" extraordinary traits, but a "Weather Warlock" extraordinary trait traveled thousands of miles to defect?
Lumian estimated and said calmly:
"This has to start with my secret experience just now."
Franka's eyes lit up, full of interest in the story Lumian was about to tell.
Jane was equally important, but more meticulously considered, as she reminded Lumian:
"Aren't you preparing? What if that 'Weather Warlock' extraordinary trait didn't come to you, but to kill you?
"Previous experiences and the reasons for the incident, you can wait until everything is over, there is no need to waste time now."
Preparations must be made quickly, such as praying to Mr. "The Fool" to keep an eye on him, for example, summoning the messenger of the "magician" lady and promising to exchange the "post-apocalypse" for a help......
In short, be prepared for a battle with the item formed by the Weather Warlock's extraordinary trait.
Lumian smiled and said:
"Don't worry, although it flies fast, it will take more than an hour to get here."
Speaking of this, Lumian shook his head:
"I can't 'teleport', and I can't travel through the 'mirror world', it's so troublesome and slow."
"......" Jane was speechless for a moment.
Franka asked another question:
"You won't be robbed by anyone halfway, right?"
"If the Orthodox Church takes it, it can be discussed in the future, and it can be replaced with the 'post-apocalypse', anyway, this thing is nagging, it is of little use, and it is a lot of trouble." Lumian laughed, "If those evil god believers try to intercept halfway, wouldn't they expose themselves and fall into a trap when there is such a big movement?"
Although the "Post-Revelation" is actually quite useful in responding to believers, and there are not many wishes that cannot be realized by giving good luck, Lumian, as a "life hunter", can also complete this work itself, but it will be more troublesome and the effect is not so good.
"That's not ......" Franka thought seriously for a moment and joked, "Do you want to take the initiative to welcome that extraordinary trait? It comes from thousands of miles to invest, and you have to show that you attach great importance to it, and be more enthusiastic!"
"Look again." Lumian wasn't sure what the extraordinary trait or the "0" level seal was trying to do, so it was better to stay in Banxi Harbor and wait.
It was destroyed by the Storm Church and is no longer inhabited, with only occasional adventurers and pirates exploring to harvest treasures that others have not found.
And earlier today, Lumian was sure that there were only wild animals left on the island except for the three of them.
This is perfect for demigods to fight without worrying about who you kill by mistake.
Franka looked around and roughly understood Lumian's intentions.
Jianna said:
"It's better to prepare first, and then talk about your experience during the secret contract, so as not to have any accidents in the middle.
"Maybe someone in high positions will kindly shorten the distance for that extraordinary trait and let it arrive early."
Lumian accepted Jana's advice, or prayed, or summoned the messenger, and made preparations for a circle.
Then, he started from his consciousness manifesting in a telegraph office in the "Eastern" city, and talked about Alistair in the mirror. Tu Duo obviously had a great advantage and was full of fighting spirit, but he took the initiative to give up, stepped into the darkness, and disappeared.
Without waiting for Franka and Jane to respond, Lumian asked curiously and doubtfully:
"What did the person who also dived into the wooden tower mean when he saw me and muttered to himself?"
He immediately imitated the other person's pronunciation.
Franka distinguished for a moment, and suddenly smiled:
"He is scolding 'bad luck'.
"I mean, it's really unlucky to meet you."
"I influenced his actions?" Lumian thought and said, "Or, he was once harmed by an extraordinary person in the 'witch' path? In the Western Continent, the witches have a bad reputation?"
"Do you think that in the North and South Continents, witches have a good reputation?" Franka said funny, "I think he was really cheated by the witch, otherwise, when a normal person sees your face, his instinctive reaction will not be to directly scold bad luck, he has post-traumatic sequelae."
Jianna smiled and looked at Lumian and said:
"From this point of view, the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Weather Warlock' may not be a good thing, I can smell the atmosphere of conspiracy."
"Kill you? It's not a raid, and it's not in a secret environment, it's almost impossible to kill Mr. 'The Fool', unless someone helps stop Mr. 'The Fool', but unless the evil gods complete the invasion and the end comes early, there is no motive to stop Mr. 'The Fool'......" Franka looked at Lumian and thought for a few seconds, "Take the initiative to become your potion material, let you take it to promote it, and then link with the remnants of the 'Blood Emperor' on your body to complete the resurrection and occupy your body? Wouldn't such a conspiracy be too straightforward for normal people to think of?"
"Yes." Lumian nodded, "I can also ask Mr. 'Fool' to help smash the characteristics and remove the remaining 'Blood Emperor' spirit inside. Tudor is resurrected in me."
"Then this is ......" Franka and Jane looked at each other, both a little dazed.
Lumian suddenly smiled:
"This should be a conspiracy.
"Alistair. Tudor wants me to be an angel.
"Only then will His resurrection preparations truly manifest.
"The 'Red Angel' Medici said before that he would give me a chance to hunt me again when I became an angel, probably not because I was too weak at the time, He looked down on me, or because He felt too deeply about my experience.
"He is also waiting for me to be promoted to Sequence 2."
Jian Na frowned slightly and said:
"You mean, Alistair. Tudor's current purpose is to promote you to an angel, as for whether you choose to become a 'weather warlock' or a 'disaster witch', whether you use this extraordinary trait or something else, it doesn't affect the final result?"
"It should be like this." Lumian nodded and said with a smile, "So, Alistair in the mirror. Tuduo can suppress his madness and killing intent."
Franka and Jane were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.
You can't persuade Lumian not to be promoted to an angel, right?
"What should come will always come." Lumian raised his chin slightly, and said with a smile as usual, "I also want to see what awaits me, I hope it doesn't disappoint me."
When Franka heard this, she sighed:
"Chaos, chaos, the end is coming anyway, it's okay to be chaotic, only in chaos can you have a chance to win."
An hour passed quickly, and Lumian, who was weak and exhausted from the secret contract ritual, regained his best condition.
A dark purple streamer suddenly flew into the western sky, and as the distance narrowed, it grew larger and larger, and finally clearly reflected in the eyes of Lumian, Franka, and Janna.
It was a dark purple flame burning violently, and part of the pure blue appeared at the core.
There were also iron-black metals in this flame, which formed a huge skeleton.
The deep purple and blue flames flowed over the iron bones, dragging out long tail feathers, making the overall shape resemble a magnificent giant bird with dozens of meters long and overwhelming wings.
The deep purple and blue, fiercely burning giant bird has not yet really approached Banxi Harbor, and the weeds, trees on the edge of the ruins, and the remaining walls here all spontaneously ignited out of thin air.
A crackling sound sounded, and Bansy fell into a sea of fire.
At the same time, a loud voice with a sense of contempt and a little condescending echoed in Lumian's ears:
"Do you dare to face me?"
This is in the ancient Hermitic language.
Lumian suddenly realized that this face had several meanings:
Do you dare to face my attack alone and hold on to immortality?
Do you dare to use the extraordinary characteristics I have extracted to promote you to "Weather Warlock"?
Do you have the courage and courage?
Lumi An's head moved, and he turned sideways to Franka and Janna and said:
"You leave this sea area first."
Jana and Franka looked at each other and didn't say anything more.
At the critical moment, they all believed in Lumian's judgment and choice without hesitation.
Franka's eyes immediately reflected layers of darkness, and then she pulled Jana and left Banshee Harbor through the mirror world.
Lumian retracted his gaze, looked up at the purple flame giant bird that was obscuring the sky, put his hand into the "traveler's bag", and pulled out the "Post-Apocalypse Book" made of parchment.
(End of this chapter)