As soon as Napolidisli left, Franka came down from the second floor and asked Lumian:
"What does He have for you?"
"Save yourself." Lumian replied succinctly.
Franka's thoughts turned and she said thoughtfully:
"You have nothing to do with the two paths of 'Abyss' and 'Bound', how can He ask you to save yourself?"
"With the help of me and the calamity, the process of deep secret cooperation between the top power of the two paths." The head in the middle of Lumian smiled and said, "Don't ask specifically."
"I know, I'm not an angel yet." Franka teased herself.
She looked at Lumian and muttered:
"Seriously, I have to wait until the final battle before I can find a chance to complete the ritual and be promoted to the 'Witch of Calamity'?
"Has there been no replacement recently?"
Lumian thought seriously and said:
"The promotion ceremony is 'to create a disaster that affects the entire continent as a participant, and to be promoted in the disaster', in which the definition of 'participant' means that you do not need to be the leader, you are responsible for a small part of the entire disaster, 'affecting the entire continent' is actually a very vague description, the continent is big and small, how small is the population, what kind of continent is considered to meet the requirements?
"My personal understanding is that this description is equivalent to 'the impact is very wide, and the number of cities or settlements that have suffered disasters is in the hundreds, so the damage caused is considerable'.
"From this point of view, there is a disaster that meets the conditions."
Franka's eyes lit up when she heard this:
"What disaster?"
She immediately asked:
"Is it related to your deal with the 'Primordial Witch'?"
Lumian nodded and said:
"We will bring disaster to the Witch Sect, this will take place outside the sanctuary, and if I finally achieve my goal, it will inevitably be accompanied by the fall of the 'Primordial Witch'.
"You have also seen that the fall of the 'Eternal Sun' has had an impact on the entire world, many people have witnessed it, and until now, there is no sun in the Ruins Realm, and it all depends on the new power of the 'Great Mother' to maintain the cycle of nature.
"Anyway, there are two existing forces in the reserve to block the disaster, the Western Continent has the seal of the Heavenly Venerable to isolate the impact, and the creatures still active in the Ruins Realm are either relatives of the 'mother', or extraordinary people such as cultists and witch sect executives who are not allowed to enter the reserve, so it's good for them to suffer from disasters."
"Well, I can also be considered a participant in dealing with 'Black Witch' and other saint-level witches." Franka nodded first, and then laughed at herself, "A few years ago, when I first became a 'witch', how could I dare to think that the disaster required for my promotion ceremony was to bring down the 'Primordial Witch'......"
Not to mention when she first became a "witch", even when she gained immortality, she didn't dare to think so!
Lumian turned to say:
"Let's visit the 'hermit' lady."
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On the deep blue ocean, the sunset had set, and the red moon brought darkness.
The flagship "Future" of the "Queen of Stars" Gardelia drove quietly among the waves, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
As soon as Lumian and Franca's figures were outlined on the deck, they saw a sailor come to greet them and said with a smile:
"The captain asked me to take you to her room."
"She predicted our arrival?" Franka tilted her head in astonishment, looking at Lumian's left shoulder, wearing a dark gold strange mask.
Doesn't it mean that the true god and even most great beings cannot foresee the actions of this head?
The sailor answered Franka's question with a smile:
"The captain predicted your arrival."
Well, that's my question...... Franka muttered in her heart.
Only then did she realize that the sailor opposite seemed a bit peculiar - on his head was a giant red and white mushroom that could be used as an umbrella, and the roots of the mushroom seemed to have burrowed into the scalp and skull, and at the same time, the mushroom also hung down two tentacle-like things, one on the left and one on the right on the sailor's shoulder.
Suddenly, a name appeared in Franka's mind:
Li Keji!
No, in the outside world to honor his great druid Frank. Plum!
"This is the latest type of mushroom?" Lumian followed the sailor to the cabin as he pointed above his head.
The sailor said with a big smile:
"Yes, its tentacles capture free water in the air, convert it into milk, and can also fish non-stop for protein.
"It has been in symbiosis with me and can be supplemented at any time according to my physical condition."
As he spoke, the giant mushroom umbrella cover and the tentacles on the umbrella handle flew up and spread towards the surrounding air.
At the same time, the sailor took the tentacle-like thing hanging from his right shoulder, stuffed it into his mouth, and sucked it in a big gulp.
A faint milk flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was sucked back by the tentacles.
"You see, in this way, I will never be thirsty, no matter where I am, haha, I will never be thirsty!" The sailor laughed out loud in high spirits.
Damn, this is by Frank. Is Li polluted, or is he alienated by the "great mother"? Franka suddenly understood a little why Bella, who is now in charge of taking care of Jenna's brother, is so afraid of being repatriated to the "Future".
She and Lumian followed the sailor into the cabin, and as they passed the stairs leading to the lower deck, the sailor suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously and secretly in fear:
"Never go down."
Franka nodded quickly, kind as a stream.
After coming all the way to the door of the captain's room, the sailor knocked on the door and got permission.
He immediately opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.
Lumian and Franka walked side by side, and saw the "hermit" lady Gardelia standing by the window wearing a black wizard robe and heavy glasses, smiling and nodding to the two of them:
"Good evening, Mr. Chariot, Ms. 'Two of Cups'."
"Good evening, Ms. 'Hermit'." Lumian and Franka responded politely.
Franka glanced at the re-closed captain's room door, and said tentatively:
"Ma'am, do you care about this behavior of experimenting with the human body for mushroom experiments? The one just now is not a criminal, nor a prisoner of war, but a serious sailor."
"Hermit" Gardelia was silent for a second and said:
"Actually, no, what you see is just an illusion."
"Illusion?" Franka asked in shock.
"This is a protected area, some crazy chaos, ideas of breaking through the limits will have a certain impact on the people around them, thus bringing superficial abnormalities, in reality, the sailor just now did not have mushrooms on his head." The "Hermit" lady explained simply, and then added, "Even criminals and prisoners of war, except for those that are completely unsaved, I will not let Frank touch them, but let them regularly watch Frank's experiments."
Well done! Franka really wanted to applaud the "hermit" lady.
Knowing the nature of the reserve, she easily understood the words of the "hermit" lady just now.
Lumian listened with a smile and said to the "hermit" Gardelia:
"Madam, I would like to ask you to predict the whereabouts of Cheek with the help of the Cheek face on me."
"Okay." The "Hermit" lady didn't ask any more questions and took off the heavy glasses on the bridge of her nose.
She is already the "sage" of Sequence 2.
In the first few months of the Sanctuary's construction, disasters involving high-level forces occurred frequently, and all the demigods were exhausted and busy coping, most of which were solved by Amon, some were stopped by the archangels and angels, and a small number were eliminated or survived by the desperate efforts of the saints.
This gives Gardelia the opportunity to complete the ritual.
She was not very happy about this, she would rather not have such an opportunity and would rather humans still live normally outside the reserve.
"Hermit" Gardelia's gaze looked at the head on Lumian's left shoulder, but did not dare to stay on the face wearing the dark gold mask.
Lumian's head on his left shoulder turned around, and Chick's face, full of maternal brilliance, was beautiful and delicate, and he looked at the "Hermit" Gardelia with a smile on his face, looking expectant.
Gardelia's deep purple and almost black eyes suddenly became extremely deep, vague, and unfocused.
Faintly, there seemed to be a picture flashing in the depths, and an illusory river with mercury color appeared and disappeared.
"Hermit" Gardelia suddenly tilted her head back, bright red blood flowing down from the corners of her eyes.
She said in a wandering and indifferent voice:
"I saw you and Chick fighting in the primeval rainforest of the Southern Continent."
"Thank you." Lumian thanked him sincerely.
He turned to say:
"Please also contact the 'Mysterious Queen', I would like to ask her to make a prophecy as well."
"Okay." "Hermit" Gardelia first agreed, then wiped the blood from the corners of her eyes, and asked incomprehensibly, "Then why do you still ask me to prophesy?"
Isn't it okay to invite the queen directly?
Lumian laughed:
"First, the picture predicted by each person may be different, and it may be able to interpret more information on the whole, and second, it will help you digest the 'sage' magic medicine, if your prophecy can really lead to the fall of the evil god representing disaster, wouldn't it perfectly reflect the true meaning of the 'sage'?"
The "hermit" lady was silent for two seconds:
"I will contact the queen as soon as possible to confirm the time and place, and then inform you."
"Okay, thank you." Lumian disappeared into the captain's cabin with Franca.
After watching them leave, "Hermit" Gardelia did not immediately put on the heavy glasses, she turned her gaze to the deck.
Gradually, the deck, the cabin, and even the entire ship became illusory in her field of vision, quickly disappearing, and the deep blue and near-black sea water around her also faded and became a little muddy.
In the muddy, tens of thousands of humans overlapped each other, forming a huge ball, among which were the sailor and Gardelia herself, both with their eyes closed.
There are many similar human spheres, densely floating in the murky depths.
(End of this chapter)