Franka had been careful not to mention certain words, but since Lumian had already said it himself, he didn't need to pay much attention.
She whispered in a self-deprecating tone:
"Can you really stop being arranged?"
After being pulled into the reserve and learning from Antony and Ludwig what happened at that time, she felt that she also had "post-traumatic sequelae".
Such symptoms show no signs of improvement over time.
Lumian was silent for two seconds, raised his right hand, and flicked the dark gold strange mask in the middle of his head on his left shoulder.
In Dang's voice, Cheek and Tudor's faces both frowned instinctively.
After nearly a year of adaptation and control, Lumian was able to substantially influence these two faces and initially control them when he was awake.
Of course, some details are still unavailable.
After playing the dark golden mask's head, Lumian said in a low voice:
"After merging with Him, no one can arrange for me unless the one who believes in the Aurora Society is completely victorious, or completely lost, and the true 'God' is born.
"You see, when we arrived in the ruin realm, we created such a big movement, stayed for such a long time, and only relied on the cover of the 'fog of war' to hide from the 'Great Mother', so that He would not cast his gaze?"
"He is equivalent to the 'original creator' of the trumpet or the 'primordial God' who has not yet been truly revived, bringing a high person?" Franka nodded with understanding.
"Many of the things I will do in the future, as long as they are not directly watched, will have a very high degree of secrecy." Lumian affirmed Franca's guess, sat down beside her, and looked out at the ruins of Trier outside the "Fog of War" from the top of the collapsed bell tower.
Franka was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head and said:
"What do you want to do next?"
The next second, she saw Lumian smile.
That smile was high-spirited, with a hint of mischief, an expression that Franka had never seen on Lumian's face:
"I'm going to save the world."
In a trance, Franka was like listening to a guy who was used to playing pranks bragging live.
She didn't question it, she just asked:
"Is there any hope of success?"
Lumian looked at the boundless ruins in front of him, and smiled:
"If you don't do it, wait until the 'Great Mother' completely defeats the will of half of His body and completes the fusion, until the barrier in the sky can no longer be maintained, there will be no hope of success.
"Moreover, saving the world is not only what I am going to do, but many others are also trying."
Speaking of this, Lumian looked sideways at Franka, his tone became a little erratic, as if he was stuck in some kind of memory:
"When I went crazy, no longer had reason and wisdom, and acted purely on divine instinct, this instinct gave me a glimpse of some essence, or root.
"Everything in this world comes from the original Creator, all kinds of creatures, extraordinary characteristics, the laws of operation and the magical development of fate.
"What does that mean? It means that if there is separation, there will be aggregation, and if there is a good side to something, there will be a bad side, and vice versa.
"This is the origin of the world, the most basic symbol that everything follows, even the existence of the 'Great Mother' cannot be completely avoided, and the corresponding impact can only be reduced as much as possible."
Franka was a little confused when she heard this:
"I understand dialectics, but what does this have to do with what you want to do?"
Lumian re-sets his sights on the ruins:
"The previous arrangements of 'Great Mother' did show the power and wonder of their level, achieving multiple goals at once, and our resistance almost became a joke, but there are good and bad, and His arrangements also left some things that we can use, which may play a very important role in the future."
"What is it?" Franka understood what Lumian meant.
Lumian shook his head:
"There are some things you can't know yet, you are not an angel yet."
He paused for a moment and added:
"To put it simply, the 'Great Mother' made a lot of arrangements in order to make Omibella truly born, some came in handy, some suffered failures in the past, and some existed purely as a backhand.
"For example, the bird egg in the depths of the underworld, for example, Lugano."
"Lugano?" Franka was surprised at first, and then relieved, "So you think he is still useful?"
Lumian smiled:
"I now finally understand that he was attracted by the fragments of Gidas in my body, and it was precisely because of his presence that I was deeply involved in Father Monserrat's affair and obtained the remains of Omibella's umbilical cord.
"After this incident, he actually had no effect on the 'Great Mother', but because of the pollution of his characteristics, he had a certain specialness in his dreams.
"I won't arrange anything for him, as long as he is alive and still submits to me, he will be able to play the role I want in a key link in the future."
Franka didn't ask deeply because she wasn't an angel yet.
She looked at the head in the middle of Lumian in a daze, and smiled bitterly:
"But what can you, the king of angels with a double sequence of 1, do under the current situation?"
Lumian turned his head sideways, looked at the blue eyes of Lake Franka, and said with a smile:
"You know what my past was like, what I have experienced, you know very well, I am a loser, even if I have stood in the center of the stage and received applause, it is because there are threads behind me manipulating, there is no need to comfort me, I have not given up on myself.
"I learned a sentence in the dream city, no matter how stupid a person is, after thinking a thousand times or ten thousand times, he will get it right, now, I, a person who has failed many times, want to challenge the future again, maybe this time I will succeed?"
Speaking of this, Lumian's smile became very bright, and he did not hide his yearning and expectation at all.
He immediately laughed at himself:
"Anyway, for me, it will never be worse than the current situation."
Franka looked at the smile on his face and didn't speak for a long time.
"I also want to see what Aurore and Jane's final resurrection looks like and how distorted it is." Lumian's gaze darkened again, reflecting the ruins covered with greenery outside the "fog of war", "At that time, there will inevitably be a disaster that will sweep the whole world, and it will indeed be a disaster for the families and believers of the 'Great Mother'.
"You participate in the early stages, complete rituals, take potions, and become a 'Witch of Disaster', and then the 'Magician' lady will help you transfer to the edge of the universe or to some unnoticed galaxy, where you can modify an environment suitable for human survival."
Franka was silent for two seconds and said:
"Okay."
"I thought you would refuse." Lumian looked at Franka.
Franka looked ahead, her eyes were crystal clear and her eyes were deep, and she said:
"I originally wanted to refuse, but I thought that even if I became a witch in Sequence 2, it would not be of any use."
When the Red Moon descended, the Witch Cult did not receive enough "blessings" and lost two "Witches of Calamity" - "Blue Witch" and "Purple Witch", among them, the extraordinary characteristics and body materials of the "Purple Witch" were obtained by the "Angel of Destiny" Ulorius, and after two transactions, they were in the hands of Lumian and given to Franka, and now they are waiting for the opportunity to hold the ceremony.
Franka paused for a moment, showing a self-mocking smile:
"However, my answer just now is indeed perfunctory to you, lest you continue to persuade me, or make you have concerns in your heart and affect your performance, in short, whether to go or not depends on the specific situation and the development of things."
Lumian nodded at the middle head and smiled:
"If you really can't leave, or don't want to leave, then everyone will always be together, live together, or die together."
"This is a good thing." Franka responded half with emotion and half ridicule.
Lumian didn't speak anymore, looking at the ruins, his thoughts drifting somewhere.
After a while, Franca's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at him with her peripheral vision:
"What are you thinking?"
The head in the middle of Lumian raised slightly, and through the "fog of war", he looked at the crimson moonlight and dim stars high in the sky:
"I was thinking that in a world where the disaster had not occurred in Kordu Village, where all arrangements, pains and sufferings had not occurred, if there was a good teacher willing to teach me, guide me with Aurore, and tell me the principles of life and the principles of life, then in the face of today's situation, in the face of a crisis involving all mankind, I should, should and should be willing to stand up without the slightest tendency to self-destruct, and I will also choose to be a true guardian......"
Without waiting for Franka's response, he laughed to himself:
"It's a pity, there are no ifs."
He immediately stood up, patted the dust on his body, and smiled at Franka who followed him:
"Let's go back, we have to start the first step of planning."
…………
Trier, in that luxurious villa.
As soon as Lumian and Franka entered the living room, they saw Ms. "Justice" sitting on a single sofa chatting with Anthony, and Ms. Susie, dressed in golden retrievers and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, squatting next to the sofa, with a ladylike posture and gentle temperament.
The "Justice" lady set her sights on Lumian:
"You summoned my messenger and let me come, is there anything wrong?"
After obtaining Edfana's extraordinary properties and body materials, Lady "Justice", who had already digested the "Dreamweaver" magic potion, completed the ritual a few months ago and became the "Insighter" of Sequence 2, and is now a true angel.
The head in the middle of Lumian showed a smile and said in a sincere tone:
"Ma'am, I need your help with something."
(End of this chapter)