Another day, Lumian left the sanctuary shrouded in gray and white mist.
There was no sun in the ruin realm, it was always dark, but the temperature was not very low, and what shone everywhere was the crimson moonlight, which brought a spring-like feeling and a warm and cold climate.
High in the sky, the full moon was nowhere to be found, the stars were dim, and the darkness was dyed crimson.
Lumian turned sideways, looked at Franka standing on the edge of the gray and white mist, and nodded lightly to her.
Franka returned with a concerned and bright smile, waved at Lumian, and disappeared.
Lumian retracted his gaze and looked at Chick's face on the left side of his head.
Cheek, who was both beautiful, pure and beautiful, and full of maternal brilliance, smiled sweetly.
He had no grudge against what Lumian was going to do, at least not on the surface.
"You're looking forward to it too, aren't you?" Lumian curled the corners of his mouth and asked.
Cheek's face was not yet able to speak, but he did not make any moves, not admitting or denying it.
Lumian ignored him anymore, turned his head to look at Aurore and Jana's faces on the other side.
They still closed their eyes, and there was a little blood stain on their faces that was difficult to remove.
Lumian exhaled slowly and walked towards the edge of the ruins of Trier, towards the green country where huge oak trees stood.
He walked aimlessly, allowing the law of extraordinary characteristics to converge, the occult connection between the ontology and the clone, to work naturally.
This is also the direction indicated by the previous prophecies.
The further you walk outside the ruins, the more silent the environment becomes, and from time to time there are "wow", "wow", "wow" baby cries and the movement of birds flapping their wings and flying on the other side of the green country.
Suddenly, Lumian saw a group of lively wild deer turning out from behind the rows of abandoned buildings.
They walked briskly in the crimson moonlight, and from time to time they sideways nibbled on a few bites of the greenery and fruits that covered the surface of the house.
Plop!
A wild deer fell and fell to the ground.
Its body quickly decomposed, as if it was being devoured by countless tiny creatures, and in just a few seconds, it completely returned to the earth, including those white bones.
Where it fell, it left no trace.
Plop, plop, more wild deer fell to the ground.
The rest of the wild deer did not panic or fear because of this, they ate their food leisurely while giving birth to bloody fawns one after another.
By the time they were out of Lumian's sight, only newborn fawns were left in the entire herd, and the young deer grew quickly.
"This is the ...... that cannot develop civilization" Lumian suddenly had such an idea.
He just remembered that the "magician" lady had said that she had once roamed to a certain planet in the depths of the starry sky, and that planet worshiped the "Fallen Mother Goddess", but it was not even angels who ruled them, but the "Fallen Mother Goddess" who passed through the planet itself in ancient times, and gave birth to three sons of God and their descendants. In fact, there are unique civilizations that have developed.
Maybe the nest of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" is what the ruin world looks like, there is no civilization, but there are more mythical creatures...... On the contrary, the rest of the planets that believe in him can develop civilization? Lumian continued on.
After walking for a while, a vast and boundless oak forest appeared in front of his eyes.
At this time, four figures walked out of the oak forest.
The four figures carried a heavy coffin made of logs that had never been painted.
Three of them were golems turned into dirt, and the only human was wearing a brown robe with the "Emblem of Life", with a beard and a serious expression, as if performing a sacred ritual.
He is like a clergyman of the "Earth Mother" church who has "defected".
——The "Earth Mother Goddess" Church still exists, and the gods are struggling to maintain it with the help of other official extraordinary organizations, so that the "Earth Mother Goddess" does not lose the support of the anchor.
At this time, their number was less than half of the original, and even the mistress Roland had wandered somewhere in the ruin world and became a puppet of the "Fallen Mother Goddess".
"Carrying a coffin? This is the former saint of the 'Earth Mother Goddess' Church, the 'coffin bearer' in sequence 3?" Lumian was not surprised that he met such a "mother" child by chance.
He looked at the charest who was supposed to be the "coffin bearer" and thought with some doubts:
"The name of the sequence 'Coffin Bearer' should be just a symbol, symbolizing the act of returning life to earth, an important part of the 'mother' way to construct the cycle of reality, so as to implicate concepts and forces such as death and return......
"I didn't really carry the coffin, but it was symbolic......
"As a role, there's nothing wrong with that, but you've all been alienated into evil things, so what else are you playing?
"The coffin you carry is special, what is in it?"
Lumian was happy to stop and take a look at the matters related to the "Fallen Mother Goddess" and study them, and he stood in the way of the "coffin bearer".
At the same time, the head on his left shoulder turned, and Cheek's beautiful face looked at the target.
The "coffin bearer" sensed something and looked back at Lumian, his eyes suddenly became evil and vicious.
He was about to use his extraordinary abilities when his body suddenly changed.
His skin cracked, and piles of tan dirt gushed out, which submerged him, fused with him, and grew various iconic organs representing "mother", some from humans and some of non-human.
This "coffin bearer" quickly lost control and went crazy.
If the "Death" path represents death and eternal sleep, the "Darkness" path represents silence and eternal darkness, the "Giant" path represents decay and the passage of time, and the "Red Priest" path represents the destruction brought about by conquest and war, then the "Witch" path represents the coming of the end and the return to chaos.
The coming of the end means that there will be a general outbreak of various contradictions in the designated area, which will obviously involve entanglement and unification at the level of fate.
The end is also the end of fate!
And Lumian also has the gift of fateful power.
When the "apocalypse" came, this contradiction was naturally pushed by fate and erupted.
However, his loss of control into a monster did not prevent him from attacking Lumian, and he threw away the coffin, took the earth golem, and instinctively rushed towards Lumian.
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The surrounding greenery, and even a few oak trees that had not yet grown, instantly withered and turned yellow, losing their lives.
After only two steps, the body of the "coffin bearer" suddenly turned gray and white.
In just a second, he stopped there and turned into a stone statue.
The same goes for the three dirt golems he created.
Silently, where they were, the earth cracked, and turbulent magma rushed out, completely engulfing them.
Following the magma was the collapse of the entire marginal area, and the dirt, plants, abandoned buildings, and molten stone statues all disappeared into the dark nothingness.
The "apocalypse" that Lumian had just designated for some areas had come completely.
After seeing a dark brown and almost black light precipitating little by little in the void, Lumian stepped forward to the log coffin that he had deliberately not exerted.
He kicked the coffin lid out.
There was a lump of rotten flesh in the coffin, like an unformed fetus, and like some kind of dead animal.
It seemed to have no substance, and as soon as it saw the crimson moonlight, it quickly evaporated into wisps of black-brown gas.
Lumian made a thick "fog of war" fill the surroundings, blocking the light of the crimson moonlight, but the transpiration of rotten flesh did not stop, but became faster and faster.
Alistair on the head on Lumian's left shoulder. Tudor's face turned to the coffin, his eyes were black, and people couldn't help but want to surrender.
The rising speed of the black-brown gas slowed down suddenly, but strangely merged with the surrounding environment and quickly dissipated.
Lumian hesitated for a moment and did not remove the dark gold mask in the middle of his head on his left shoulder.
The rotting flesh evaporated in the blink of an eye, and only a few black-brown marks on the bottom of the coffin proved that it had existed.
Lumian stared for a few seconds and reported the matter to Mr. "The Fool".
He did not go deep into the endless oak forest, but walked in the other direction along the edge of the Trier ruins under the light of the crimson moonlight and the intermittent cries of "wow-wow" babies.
Familiar streets and familiar houses came into his eyes in an unfamiliar way.
This is the market area, and this is the chaotic street.
Lumian inserted his hands into his trouser pockets, as if he had returned to the past.
He didn't expect to be able to "meet" the "Primordial Witch" Chick, but he felt that he should be able to meet a high-ranking witch, and if witches want to survive in the ruins world, they cannot do without the protection of the "Primordial Witch", which requires them to gather in one place or a limited number of places.
"I thought you would take the initiative to attack me and fulfill your dream......" Lumian turned his head to the side and said to Chick's face.
The Cheek face returned with a sweet smile, without saying anything else.
As he walked, Lumian suddenly stopped.
He felt that he hadn't heard the "wow-wow" cries of babies and the movement of birds flapping their wings from the oak forest for a long time.
The entire ruins were extremely quiet, dead silent.
(End of this chapter)