Chapter 1147

"Angel of Devouring? What abilities does it have?" Franca asked without treating Ludwig as an outsider at all.

This is a godson!

Ludwig, who had not broken the seal and thus had not regained his complete mind, said honestly:

"The core is being able to devour the rules of an area and concepts at a shallower level. There are limits to the number and range."

"Devour rules, how do you devour them?" Franca did not hide her curiosity.

It sounds very powerful.

Before Ludwig could respond, Lu Mian let the current scene return to the protected area. The surroundings were no longer dark and layered, as if there were mirrors one after another.

Ludwig looked at the sunlight shining in from the window and the clean and bright small living room, and slowly opened his mouth.

Suddenly, Franca lost the light in front of her eyes, and the surroundings became exceptionally dark.

For her, who possesses "Dark Vision," this would not cause any trouble. She cast her gaze toward where Ludwig was and still saw the little boy.

"I thought you swallowed the whole area, including us, into your stomach." Franca joked.

Ludwig was stunned for a moment:

"Actually, I can, but at my level, I can't directly swallow areas and physical targets. I need to create a vortex in my mouth to suck you all in. You can resist this suction."

"Is that so..." Franca turned to ask, "Then what are you devouring now?"

"It's the rule of 'Sunlight Shining.' Even if a Beyonder creates sunlight again, before this rule is repaired, that sunlight cannot produce any effect." Ludwig explained earnestly.

Lu Mian smiled and asked:

"Can you spit out the rules you devoured?"

"Things that are devoured are gone and cannot be restored." Ludwig opened his mouth again.

Sunlight illuminated the small living room area again.

"Didn't you say they couldn't be restored?" Franca asked amusingly.

Ludwig picked up the piece of steak on the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed:

"This isn't the rule being restored, it's me creating a similar rule anew."

"Devour a rule, and you can use the corresponding rule?" Franca suddenly realized.

"Can only be used once." Ludwig did not hide it, "Only by devouring the source power that creates this kind of rule can it be used countless times."

Franca originally wanted to ask "How long does it take for the devoured rule to be repaired," but her spiritual intuition had already told her the answer: one to three minutes.

"How do you use devouring shallow concepts?" She turned to ask.

Ludwig cast his gaze toward the crystal chandelier with a golden frame, and the corresponding object was reflected in his eyes.

He opened his mouth again.

Franca followed his gaze and found that the pale gold frame of the crystal chandelier had become dark and dull, not looking good at all.

The gold on the surface of other items in the small living room also disappeared, leaving a piece of black.

"Devoured the concept of gold?" Franca clicked her tongue.

Ludwig nodded.

"Can the concept of gold repair itself?" Franca felt the small living room suddenly became ugly.

"... This depends on the way of devouring. One kind can be repaired, the other cannot. The related concepts within this range will disappear permanently unless helped by other Beyonder powers." Ludwig hesitated before answering.

"Which way did you use just now?" Franca suddenly had a bad premonition.

"The second kind." Ludwig answered honestly.

Lu Mian smiled, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers.

With a pop, all the gold in the small living room was restored.

Franca's first reaction was "You can still perform magic, create miracles?"

She then remembered that this was not the ruins world, not the real world. Frank Lee's thoughts could affect the sailors around him, let alone Lu Mian, who could use the power of the "Visionary" to a certain extent.

"Let me do it next time!" She said with regret.

Lu Mian asked Ludwig again:

"What is the name of the one corresponding to Sequence 1, and what is the name of Sequence 0?"

Ludwig muttered:

"Synthetically speaking, Sequence 1 is 'Chaos Gastric Juice,' and Sequence 0 is, is, I saw a word in the dream city, I think it's quite suitable, 'Taotie.' Otherwise, you can call it 'Self-Devourer' or 'Tail-Devourer,' meaning eating yourself, digesting yourself, growing yourself."

"The Tail-Devourer should represent a cycle, not really eating yourself. Let's call it 'Taotie' or 'Self-Devourer'." Franca expressed her opinion.

Lu Mian laughed lightly:

"Pathways with 'Primordial' as a prefix really are related to chaos."

He said to Ludwig:

"You can go back to the kitchen and continue eating. When the time comes, open the third layer of the 'Box of the Old Days'."

Ludwig breathed a sigh of relief and left the small living room with great reluctance.

Franca cast her gaze toward the "Box of the Old Days" again, then looked at Lu Mian, but changed the question when the words reached her lips:

"What are the abilities and negative effects of this Grade '0' Sealed Artifact?"

"The first layer is to swap the internal space with the target area, making the things included in the box toy-like rapidly. The second layer records different scenes, and the holder can also add new ones. After opening it, specify a place, and the holder and the living beings within the corresponding range will be forcibly transferred.

"The hidden danger of this kind of transfer is randomness. It only matches expectations in a small part of the time. In most cases, the destination will change, which is difficult to predict. And this is something that the good luck given by the 'Post-Apocalyptic Book' cannot affect. A more accurate description is that good luck at Sequence 1 and below is difficult to affect.

"The third layer, you heard it just now." Lu Mian briefly introduced the abilities of the "Box of the Old Days."

Franca was stunned:

"Good luck below Sequence 0 is difficult to affect randomness?

"Then why could the 'Temperance' lady rely on the blessing of the 'Mercury Angel' Will to accurately transfer herself and the 'Black Witch' to the Netherworld? Or does it actually rely on Mr. 'Fool's' miracle?"

Take a look, take a look/p>

Franca paid close attention to the situation of her former superior, the "Black Witch" Clarice. On the way back to the protected area, she briefly asked the "Temperance" lady, who gave a rough answer by holding up paper.

Therefore, she knew that the "Black Witch" was transferred to the Netherworld by the "Box of the Old Days" and died there. Of course, she also knew that the "Black Witch's" sleeping mirrors were not affected and could be resurrected through them later.

However, relying on hidden sleeping mirrors to resurrect has a process and is not that fast. When the Mirror World completely collapsed with the fall of the "Primordial Witch," and all the mirrors in the world were shattered and damaged, those sleeping mirrors were hard to escape, unless placed in a very special place or a place with enough power to interfere with the corresponding influence.

Franca suspected based on this that the "Black Witch" was affected by the aftermath of the deity's fall and failed to complete her resurrection before the sleeping mirrors were broken, and had died completely.

This basically matches the last words of Mr. "Fool" relayed by Lu Mian.

Lu Mian looked at Franca, smiled, and did not explain.

Franca wanted to ask further, but closed her mouth after opening it.

Lu Mian sealed the "Box of the Old Days" while saying to Franca:

"You give me a sleeping mirror, I will put it in my Divine Kingdom. Later, as long as it is not killed by a few specific types of abilities, you can be resurrected."

"Good, I'll go get one later. No, I'll make a new one." Franca certainly wouldn't carry the sleeping mirrors with her. She had long hidden them in secret places, such as the "Land of Night," and after she became a "Calamity Witch," she could already make three more sleeping mirrors before the potion was initially digested.

Lu Mian said "Um" and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Franca estimated the time and found that "Occasionally" had not ended yet.

"Helping Mr. 'Moon' digest his potion, I feel he is about to summon me." Lu Mian answered with a smile.

"Looks very interesting." Franca's brows relaxed.

She thought for a moment and said:

"After making the new sleeping mirror, I'll go see my only subordinate and tell her the Witch Sect is finished."

…………

Backlund, inside the underground area of a villa.

In front of a vibrant tomb surrounded by many mutated grasses, flowers, grains, and insects, several blood clans stood straight.

"Moon" Emlyn was setting up an altar near them.

He was still a bit dazed about the current situation. He originally only intended to strengthen the effect of potion digestion and planned to let the several counts who obeyed his orders witness his summons as an audience to provide feedback. Who knew that the blood clan would attach such importance to this matter, letting him come to the coffin of the "Full Moon Duke" Olmer to summon, and also gathering a group of younger marquises to watch.

The whole thing suddenly became very serious and grand.

Emlyn was dazed, but still relatively understood the current situation:

The existing dukes of the blood clan are too old, their bodies have decayed, and once they leave the coffin, they likely cannot resist the temptation of new life. And other marquises, either equally old and frail, or lacking the protection of sufficient level, are likely to lose control and go crazy during the god-ascension ritual due to the red moon.

Therefore, Emlyn is now the hope of the entire blood clan, the marquis most likely to become an angel recently, so no matter how much importance is attached to him, it is not too much.

"Did I tell them who I was going to summon? I seem to have only mentioned summoning a high-level existence..." "Moon" Emlyn thought about the unimportant things while setting up the altar.

The subsequent summons might be rare in occult history. He couldn't just finish it by relying on Beyonder abilities to directly create a "Gate of Summoning." The due respect must be there, and the due sense of ritual must also be there.

Of course, for him, summons of similar levels were not the first time. If the Gehrman Sparrow phantom summoned during the dream city was complete, his "Summoning Master" potion would have been digested long ago.

Not long after, "Moon" Emlyn set up the altar and said to the "Full Moon Duke" Olmer in the tomb and the blood clan marquises around:

"I am going to start summoning."

(End of chapter)