Chapter 1083: Trap

The "Blood Emperor" in the mirror? Lu Mian was no stranger to the person in front of him.

He didn't take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, not because he didn't want to, but because he was impacted by that kind of crazy spirit, and his whole body stiffened for a second before breaking free.

The burning and stinging in his right palm became more obvious, as if wanting to work from the inside out, driving the current carrier and himself in the mirror to merge into one.

Alista Tudor in the mirror was nearly three meters tall, holding a flame giant sword that had just condensed in both hands.

That giant sword was burning fiercely, presenting a cyan-tinged purple color.

Alista in the mirror, wearing blood-stained black armor, looked at Lu Mian, who seemed to be soaked in thick blood all over, with blue eyes filled with madness and cruelty, and said in a cold voice:

"Where is your sword?"

As soon as the words fell, he took a step, came to Lu Mian's front, raised that cyan-tinged purple flame giant sword, and slashed down at the target from a high position.

Lu Mian finally recovered from the shock just now, instantly drew the iron-black "Sword of Courage", and blocked upward!

Clang!

Amidst the sound of metal collision, strands of cyan-tinged purple flames scurried everywhere, Lu Mian was slashed and flew backward, and his body was also ignited.

Crack, he actively used "Mirror Substitute" to get rid of the burning of the flames of Alista in the mirror.

Alista in the mirror dragged that flame giant sword and commented without any emotion:

"The power is too weak!"

While he was speaking, the square the size of this city had already been ignited, and strands of transparent, nearly invisible spider silk were revealed, all burning fiercely, unable to continue to restrict and influence Alista in the mirror.

The mysterious pathogens that Lu Mian had secretly spread just now also quickly passed away in such high temperature and burning, and only those with heat resistance were struggling to support.

Facing such a flame hell, Lu Mian actually created a piece of crystal-clear frost wall around his body.

With a hiss, these frosts were directly vaporized under the attack of the cyan-tinged purple flames and terrifying high temperature, turning into white mist.

The white mist blocked Lu Mian's figure, making him disappear from the sight of Alista in the mirror.

Behind the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror, Lu Mian's figure was quickly outlined, his light blue and clear eyes deepened a bit, reflecting the figure wearing blood-stained black armor.

He wanted to curse the other party!

This was one of the few means he currently had to effectively harm the other party.

Just at this moment, thick mist rose, covering Alista Tudor in the mirror, making Lu Mian's spiritual perception unable to extend beyond ten meters, making it difficult to lock onto the target.

The real "Fog of War"!

Inside the mist that shrouded the entire flame hell, Lu Mian threw out a mirror.

This turned into him and gained projection power.

Lu Mian's main body hid his figure.

Suddenly, the voice of Alista in the mirror full of sarcasm sounded in his ear:

"Fancy, no effect!"

Accompanied by this evaluation, the sound of explosions ruled this square.

Indiscriminate, large-scale explosions.

The "Fog of War" became thin because of this, Lu Mian's mirror projection was torn apart, and even his main body had to use "Mirror Substitute" several times to hold on until the explosion subsided.

The ground of the entire square also became broken, and only the silver full-length mirror with complex patterns remained intact.

Lu Mian had just stabilized his figure when he saw the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror rush to his front with the momentum of a mountain, slashing out that cyan-tinged purple flame giant sword diagonally.

The gray-white color suddenly surged out from Lu Mian's body, and wherever it passed, the flames were solidified, turning into stone sculptures.

The surging gray-white wave had just approached the figure of Alista in the mirror, and this "Blood Emperor" who only had part of his power burned violently, decomposing into strands of cyan-tinged purple flames by himself.

These flames flew toward both sides and the high altitude, avoiding Lu Mian's "Petrification" power.

They quickly gathered behind Lu Mian, re-forming Alista Tudor, nearly three meters tall, wearing blood-light long hair.

Crack, with the sweep of the flame giant sword, Lu Mian's body shattered and melted in the form of a mirror again.

This time, he additionally used "Teleportation".

His destination for "Teleportation" was behind that silver full-length mirror.

He swung the "Sword of Courage" burning with scorching white-tinged cyan flames toward that mirror.

He felt that this full-length mirror and Alista Tudor in the mirror had a close connection, and destroying it might cause that powerful enemy to be unable to maintain his figure.

—In that large-scale explosion just now, Alista in the mirror deliberately controlled the direction of the explosion and provided necessary protection, not letting this silver full-length mirror be damaged, which was evidence.

I can't beat you, but I can't beat this mirror?

In Lu Mian's eyes, the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror turned into a cyan-tinged purple flame spear, quickly throwing toward himself.

He didn't retreat, still letting the "Sword of Courage" fall.

Bang!

That silver full-length mirror encountered a huge explosion, not even making a crack sound, and completely fell apart, being thrown outward in the form of a large number of fragments.

At the same time, that cyan-tinged purple flame spear penetrated Lu Mian's body, instantly igniting him, trying to burn him into ashes.

This flame spear fell behind Lu Mian, re-aggregating into Alista Tudor in the mirror.

His sharp-lined face carried undisguised sarcasm, and his figure did not appear any instability or illusion due to the destruction of that silver full-length mirror.

That was a weakness deliberately set out, that was a trap!

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On the Fog Sea, inside the treasury of the "Ghost Blue Avenger" condensed from starlight.

The silver full-length mirror standing at the end of the corridor suddenly cracked silently, and crisscrossing cracks appeared on the surface.

Splash!

The shattered glass slid down.

On the deck of the "Ghost Blue Avenger", Mr. "The Hanged Man" and the few sailors felt the ship shake violently, as if encountering a hurricane and huge waves.

In the high sky, mist quickly permeated, dark clouds piled up, and a rainstorm was about to arrive.

…………

Inside the square where an invisible barrier blocked the erosion of thick blood water.

Inside the black "coin bag", a mirror flew into mid-air, Lu Mian jumped out from it, and retrieved the "Sword of Courage" and the "Traveler's Bag" specially made by Mr. "Fool".

He didn't have the slightest retreat or fear, and power surged from the pitch-black pinhole in his palm.

His bright and beautiful face suddenly had a few more points of heroic masculinity, his chest shrank slightly, and his body grew taller.

He was using the power of the "War Bishop" obtained through the gift.

Of course, "Ageless Witch" plus "War Bishop" should not be the opponent of Alista Tudor in the mirror—even if the other party didn't use much of the "Weather Warlock" ability, he had shown overwhelming advantage.

Lu Mian's real goal was not the "War Bishop" itself; he wanted to use the special nature of this power in its source.

It originated from the gift of the secret pact object of the corpse oil candle, originated from the depths of the ancient well, and likely had a connection with that huge black shadow coiled near the square and located in reality.

Under such circumstances, Lu Mian was equivalent to the other party's gifted one, and the current battlefield was within the Mirror World in the depths of the ancient well.

In other words, Lu Mian might be able to pray for help by using this special environment, temporarily obtaining the power of an angel level.

Moreover, after adding the gift of "War Bishop", he was now truly half-man and half-woman, both man and woman, yin containing yang, yang containing yin, infinitely close to high-level power.

Seeing this scene, Alista Tudor in the mirror didn't frown, the madness in his blue eyes became more intense, as if wanting to tell Lu Mian with actual combat that this had no meaning:

Failure will be your destined ending!

Just at this moment, where the huge black shadow coiled, a piece of gloom suddenly spread over.

It penetrated the invisible barrier and surged behind the "Blood Emperor" in the mirror.

This piece of gloom was illusory and transparent, as if leading to an unknown world.

Lu Mian's thoughts were suddenly dazed, and he seemed to hear layers upon layers but ethereal voices.

He then saw Alista in the mirror put away the cyan-tinged purple flame giant sword and scan himself with contempt.

This "person in the mirror" wearing blood-stained black armor "hummed", didn't attack again, turned around, walked into the gloom, and disappeared before Lu Mian's eyes.

Is this the end? Lu Mian was stunned for a moment.

Of course, he wouldn't think that Alista Tudor in the mirror gave up because he was afraid of his own prayer for help; that was more like someone had dissuaded him.

Who could dissuade the half-crazy "Blood Emperor" in the mirror? Amidst Lu Mian's pondering, he felt his spirit begin to become exhausted, and his consciousness also weakened a lot.

The secret pact ritual was nearing its end.

Lu Mian looked around and chose to enter meditation, actively getting out of the secret pact state.

Bovar Penglai, inside the ruins of the telegraph office.

Lu Mian opened his eyes and checked himself.

The power from the "War Bishop" was receding.

"What happened?" Fu Lan Ka asked curiously from afar.

Lu Mian actually used the power of the "War Bishop" from the gift during the secret pact!

Lu Mian was about to answer when he suddenly had a premonition and cast his gaze toward the western sky.

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Fog Sea, on the "Ghost Blue Avenger".

Inside the ship that was shaking violently and seemed about to break, a deep purple light surrounded by a hurricane suddenly rose.

It rushed toward the east rapidly.

This is... Mr. "The Hanged Man" looked at this scene and frowned.

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On the edge of the coast with abundant sunlight.

The "Red Angel" Medici, who was not wearing armor, just simply wearing a shirt and trousers, and already more like a human, lay comfortably on a beach chair, crossed his feet, and watched the deep purple light flying past in mid-air leisurely.

Then, he laughed and said to Aibus beside him:

"Why didn't I attack Lu Mian in the dream city?

"Of course, it was to wait for him to stimulate all the problems left by that madman Tudor.

"The road that should be walked must be walked by someone for us, and the traps that should be stepped on must be stepped on by someone for us."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1084 =====