Chapter 1107

Facing Lu Mian's attack, the "Witch of Gray," Judith, smiled calmly and composedly.

The phantom tunnel where She was located collapsed on its own, along with Herself, before the "Sword of Destruction" could slash, just like building blocks being pushed over, falling piece by piece, pouring down like a waterfall.

Disaster drowned Her first, the space-time storm swept over, and then it was Lu Mian's giant black-flame sword.

By the time this area completely returned to nothingness, and the terrifying and unspeakable space-time turbulence flowed irregularly in the depths of the darkness, in another phantom, gloomy tunnel, the figure of the "Witch of Gray," Judith, strangely protruded.

She was clearly delaying Lu Mian, not giving him a chance to return to the real world.

Lu Mian changed direction, arrived in front of the "Witch of Gray" in one step again, and slashed out the "Sword of Destruction."

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Deep under underground Trier, the brownish-green trunk of the "Shadow Tree" was completely shrouded in gray-white fog.

That mottled bark, precipitated desires, and ancient scenes gradually presented a phantom texture under the erosion of the "Fog of History."

Historical things will return to history!

Abstract things can become substantial, or can be defined as pure concepts.

"Lord of the Mysteries," true can become false, false can also become true, and the difference between true and false is no longer clear!

When the gray-white fog constantly eroded the "Shadow Tree," the figure of Mr. "Fool," wearing black gloves, holding a star-dust-inlaid cane, and wearing a deep black windbreaker, suddenly appeared to flicker.

That star-dust-inlaid cane lit up with brilliant radiance.

Somewhere in the mirror world, the figure of Mr. "Fool" stepped out, flashing rapidly to the point where ordinary human eyes could no longer capture this flickering.

In front of him were phantom tunnels broken from the middle; darkness that could swallow everything drowned the collapsed area, blocking the road.

Mr. "Fool" spoke in a low voice and at a very fast speed:

"My, wish, is:

"Restore, this, place, to, its, original, state."

There was a pause after each of his pronunciations, but this pause was not obvious and did not affect the rapid presentation of the words, just making certain syllables sound like they were coming from very far away.

As soon as the voice fell, a miracle appeared; those phantom, gloomy tunnels all returned to completeness and could be traveled freely again.

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Seeing that the mirror tunnels existing in the form of a spiderweb were successfully repaired, "Red Angel" Medici, leaning against the edge of the mirror-back area, picked up the apple in his hand and took a bite with a smile.

Medici, who had already condensed iron-black blood-stained armor and whose defense was not inferior to extraordinary beings of the "Warrior" pathway of the same level, did not rush to move forward, but continued to wait in place, waiting for subsequent potential anomalies and spoilers who might jump out.

As a "Hunter," one of the keys to success is patience, patiently waiting for the prey to step into the trap, waiting for all kinds of variables and accidents to be revealed, finding the true weakness, and then delivering a fatal blow to complete the harvest.

Last time, Medici ignored the possibility of Alista Tudor actively going mad. This time, He would no longer exclude those irrational choices.

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Lu Mian, over ten meters tall, was burning with deep red, near-purple flames all over his body, but his face retained a human appearance, one side bright and the other handsome, and the thorn-like blood-red mark at the center of his eyebrows was about to come out.

The "Witch of Gray" was about to repeat the old trick, dodging the enemy's frontal attack, when her mind suddenly trembled.

She instantly felt that the other party was tall, majestic, terrifying, strong, and full of charm, and she involuntarily wanted to submit.

Even more terrifying was that she had a sense of fear when facing the source, facing a god, and facing the incarnation of destruction and doomsday.

This made her body and mind briefly lose herself, unable to make effective responses in time.

"Conquest"!

Lu Mian obtained the power of conquest through sacrificing the "City of Calamity," the power of conquest with a bit of source quality aura added.

Now, he is a genuine priest of the "City of Calamity," a bishop of the source of war!

The "Witch of Gray" stiffened in place, and Lu Mian, with iron-black eyes reflecting the pale areas, slashed down that giant black sword burning with the fire of destruction.

At the same time, above, below, left, right, in front, and behind the "Witch of Gray," the mirror world split into fragments; each fragment was "conquered" into a soldier, turning into short arrows of all sizes, binding tyranny and destruction, composed of black flames, shooting toward Judith with a swish.

This was dense, airtight, as if weaving a great net of destruction, and Judith was the big fish in the net.

Bang!

The "Sword of Destruction" slashed onto the shoulder of the "Witch of Gray," and those black-flame short arrows also hit the target from all directions.

Cracking sounds rang out one after another, and the "Mirror Substitutes" of the "Witch of Gray," Judith, exploded simultaneously, none spared.

She is the She in the mirror now, but even the She in the real world was affected by the "Harvest" and the "Sword of Destruction," igniting black flames and burning into ashes.

Only those sleeping mirrors that She had hidden in several places in advance and cut off most of the occult connections were spared.

And She would need to spend quite a long time to resurrect through this.

After solving the "Witch of Gray," Lu Mian's body suddenly shrank, and the blood-red banner at the center of his eyebrows gradually retracted, but it seemed to be still writhing.

He did not delay at all, nor did he think about hunting down the "Witch of Gray," immediately wanting to leave the mirror world, and then find a way to meet up with Franca, Jenna, and the others.

In an instant, he had a feeling and cast his gaze toward one of the phantom tunnels.

He felt that the true place of safety was located there.

Lu Mian's figure became phantom, about to travel there.

Just at this moment, his thoughts stiffened at once, and a slippery and wonderful touch came from his body surface.

He saw black long hair as thick as snakes drilling out from nowhere, wrapping around himself; their tips were either embedded with black and white distinct eyeballs or grew snake-like heads, and they were slightly opening their mouths, spitting out tongues.

Lu Mian also saw that under the gaze of those black and white distinct eyeballs, his body had been stained gray-white, turning into stone, unable to use any ability anymore.

In the state of a stone statue, he was wrapped layer by layer by those black hairs as thick as snakes, slippery and slightly damp.

The only thing he could do now was to commit suicide.

Suddenly, a gentle, slightly smiling female voice rang in his ears:

"I've waited for you for a long time."

This voice scratched Lu Mian's mind, making his whole body itch, even though he had become a stone man, he was still addicted to it, not wanting to break free.

A name flashed in his mind naturally:

"Primordial Witch" Cheek!

Two white, delicate palms reached out from behind to Lu Mian's eyes, gently stroking his cheeks.

This pair of beautiful palms could not be called perfect, but they could stir up the most primitive and intense desires of every witness, and make them instantly reach the joy of going straight to heaven, unable to extricate themselves from then on.

Just by seeing it.

Lu Mian in the petrified state was also affected, his mind almost blank.

The reason it wasn't completely blank was because he saw his self in the mirror also being dragged out from the hiding place by those long hairs as thick and slippery as black poisonous snakes, his whole body gray-white, because a body with concave and convex curves, cold yet revealing an unspeakable heat, had pressed against his back.

That body held his face, dragged him with black long hair, and retreated rapidly toward the depths of the mirror world, toward that special mirror world.

When Mr. "Fool" "flashed" to this area, he happened to see Lu Mian being hugged from behind by a figure with infinite charm in the special mirror world and dragged inside.

His black windbreaker lifted up at once.

"Fooling"!

At the same time, in front of Lu Mian, a figure over ten meters high appeared.

That was a woman, wearing a long dress that seemed to be made of white bone, her black hair was like a poisonous giant snake, long, thick, and slippery, the tips either directly growing snake heads or rolling with black and white distinct eyeballs, and everything around was turned into stone because of this, releasing all kinds of occult pathogens.

The beauty of this woman's appearance had transcended humanity and reached the conceptual level; all living beings, all things, would be intoxicated and obsessed under Her every smile, happy at all times, and even rules, even concepts, seemed not very willing to restrict Her or be Her enemy.

Mr. "Fool's" "Fooling" instantly produced an effect, making those azure eyes, crystalline like gems, become hazy at once.

But Her charm did not weaken by half, instead presenting a different kind of temptation.

This made Mr. "Fool" stunned for a moment.

It was this stun that made the area outside the special mirror world, along with the figure of the "Primordial Witch" Cheek, head toward doomsday, instantly condensing into extremely dangerous darkness.

By the time Mr. "Fool" made a wish himself, satisfied the wish himself, and restored this place to its original appearance, Lu Mian's figure had disappeared into that deep gloom representing the special mirror world.

The flickering figure of Mr. "Fool" raised the star-dust-inlaid cane in his palm, manifesting a night sky with brilliant stars in front.

Those stars quickly formed a dreamlike key with a direction, forcibly opening the barrier of the special mirror world and locating Lu Mian's current location.

Mr. "Fool" was about to "roam" inside when strange blackness suddenly surged to the edge in that deep gloom, forming an extremely huge and extremely twisted phantom that looked like a human but had many non-human aspects.

That phantom looked at the "Fool" through the barrier of the special mirror world, full of madness but extremely quiet, as if waiting for him to come over.

Mr. "Fool" stopped "roaming" and looked at the phantom quietly as well.

In a mirror-back area not too far from here, "Red Angel" Medici leaned against the hard mirror surface, brought the red apple in his hand to his mouth, and took another bite.

In the cracking sound, He whispered to himself:

"Cheek really appeared.

"But She is not weak at all, even appearing stronger..."

ps: Seeking monthly tickets for the last three days~

(End of chapter)