Chapter 476

"Justice," with her elegant dress, turned her head to look at "Magician," understanding what she was thinking in her heart.

This lady nodded slightly and said:

"If He hadn't intervened in this event, it would be abnormal instead; you also know what He wants most."

"Magician" didn't hesitate anymore, laughed with a sigh, and stepped into that patch of darkness that was already crumbling.

"Justice" followed closely behind.

Just as their figures disappeared, inside St. Genevieve Church in the Trier Island District, rays of sunlight shone into the sky from bottom to top, condensing into a miniature sun.

This "sun" shed light on the darkness at the Breeze Dance Hall, outlining a female figure wearing a white robe with gold threads, in a semi-transparent state; she was beautiful, her temperament was holy, and it seemed she would never be stained by half a point of dust.

This patron angel of Trier didn't even look at the Sacred Heart Monastery, passing directly through the illusory door that had opened a gap.

Almost simultaneously, the sound of a steam whistle sounded at the Cathedral of the "God of Steam and Machinery" in the north of Trier.

This was like part of the ritual, bringing the spraying of the iron-black chimneys that served as the spires of the building.

A large amount of pale white mist surged into mid-air, twisting and squirming to form a figure.

This figure was tall, with a handsome face, wearing chestnut long hair, and wearing a monk-like gray robe and a white apron.

He was Saint Benoit, who was currently on duty in Trier for the Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery."

This angel didn't enter the interior of the seal like St. Genevieve, but remained in the air, guarding against other accidents, for example, the arrival of the "Rose School" god-monster.

At this time, a huge tornado blew up, carrying dark clouds, lightning, and torrential rain, shrouding the golden sun above the Sacred Heart Monastery.

With the presentation of this doomsday phenomenon, the ritual effect, which had already become very unstable due to various interferences, finally couldn't be maintained anymore, and the painting people wandering on the ground became so illusory that one could tell they were fake at a glance.

This virtual reality-like scene and the real Market District overlapped again.

Just as the flipping was about to start and the ground and underground were about to reverse positions, a figure suddenly appeared before that patch of darkness at the Breeze Dance Hall, which had appeared with mirror-like cracks.

That figure had straight eyebrows, blue eyes, and also had chestnut long hair reaching to her waist, wearing a white shirt with ribbon flowers on her upper body, wearing a brown boat captain's coat with flower patterns, and matching a pair of beige trousers and a pair of dark brown leather boots on her lower body.

Her left hand was holding a golden item full of mysterious patterns, like a shrunken kettle.

Silently, the wick extending from the "kettle mouth" of that item burned on its own, spraying upward with golden light that was viscous like water.

Inside the light, a twisted and blurry pale golden figure emerged, saying in a majestic and magnificent voice:

"To solve your father's problem, you can only let Him accept another pollution of the same level that is more compatible with Him, forming a certain balance..."

The woman holding the strange lamp gazed deeply at the pale golden figure, her body suddenly becoming illusory, decomposing into countless symbols and characters, passing through the iron-black door that had slammed shut and the patch of darkness that had completely collapsed like a torrent.

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Franca and Anthony Reid, who had been swallowed by the dark light, discovered after recovering their vision that they had arrived at a dim mine tunnel.

A little bit of light filtered into the distance of the mine tunnel, bringing weak visibility.

Damn it, didn't we enter that special mirror world again? The anomaly in the Market District caused the statue of the "Primordial Witch" and that ancient mirror to have a resonance, producing a chain reaction? Franca couldn't help but curse.

What is this called? This is called rain falling in the middle of the night when the roof is broken!

As a "Spectator," Anthony Reid's first choice after confirming his own state was to observe the surroundings.

He discovered that this mine tunnel wasn't very large, but there was no other tunnel connection, only one path forward, the path toward the light.

At this time, Franca also discovered that this place was not quite the same as when she entered last time, as if she had walked to the end of some dead end; of course, she and Lu Mian hadn't truly explored this special mirror world in a meaningful way, so it was normal not to know many areas they hadn't seen.

"Where is this?" Anthony Reid just raised the question to Franca, who obviously knew a little bit, when he saw a figure emerge from the crack in the rock wall on the side.

That figure was curled up, embracing himself, and was shivering.

He was wearing military green clothing, with light yellow hair in a crew cut, and it was none other than Anthony Reid himself!

Seeming to sense Anthony's gaze, this figure turned his head and looked over; his dark brown eyes were full of resentment and viciousness.

"The you in the mirror isn't too aggressive." Franca wasn't startled, sighing with a familiar tone.

That shivering Anthony Reid then disappeared.

Franca withdrew her gaze and simply explained what kind of place this probably was and what methods could be used to leave.

She had already checked the items on her body just now, discovering that only the ancient silver mirror was missing, and the white bone statue of the "Primordial Witch" was still in her hand.

Franca finally said:

"The trouble now is that there is a powerful monster guarding the way out; last time we relied on Charles's specialness to lure it away, but now I don't know what to do."

"Let's find if there's another exit first; hmm, must hurry, staying in this mirror world for too long will cause problems."

"Okay." Anthony Reid didn't have experience in this regard and chose to listen to Franca's suggestion.

The two didn't pay attention to the faces and figures hidden in the darkness on both sides, quickly moved forward, and entered that only tunnel.

The further this path went, the more light there was, and the higher the visibility.

After walking for a while, Franca and Anthony Reid stopped at a place suspected to be an exit.

It was like a mountain cave, sealed by pure light.

After the two looked at each other, Franca began to use methods like "Magic Mirror Divination" to confirm the authenticity and danger of the exit.

However, she didn't receive any response.

"*Hoo... *" Franca let out a breath and said to Anthony Reid, "Let's try it; if it's wrong, we'll retreat; there's no other way."

"Hmm." Anthony Reid nodded and pressed his hand onto the "light door" together with Franca.

Their figures then penetrated through.

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Lu Mian and Jenna kept running between the gray-white stone pillars that were either standing or collapsed, finally arriving at the edge of the area paved with light black stone bricks.

But what came into their view was still that magnificent city where darkness and blood red coexisted, still that giant figure shrouded in violent wind, lightning, torrential rain, smoke, and fire.

The only difference was that they had changed from being directly opposite the giant figure and the weather chaos to being located on the side now.

"We were running in the opposite direction, how did we circle back?" Jenna whispered in doubt.

Lu Mian looked back and said:

"As a 'Hunter,' it's unlikely I'd get lost; the current situation shows that there's a problem with the direction of this space."

"Perhaps, no matter which direction we run, we will eventually return to near here."

His only relief was that the distance between the two of them and that giant figure had barely been pulled away, visually about two or three thousand meters.

After listening to Lu Mian's explanation, Jenna cast her gaze forward.

She saw that beyond the light black stone bricks, on the wilderness connected to that magnificent city, were scattered pieces of mirror fragments; they weren't big, but there were many of them, thousands, countless.

Lu Mian gazed at such a scene, but what he was thinking about was another matter.

He had just thought of a way to quickly recover spirituality:

In this place that could effectively weaken the influence of evil gods, hold a ritual, steal the gift, and advance to Sequence 6 "Traveling Scholar" of the "Fate" pathway!

This, while making various states unstable, could help Lu Mian instantly recover his spirituality and obtain enhancement.

That is to say, use the stability of the current state to exchange for the improvement and replenishment of spirituality.

And before holding the ritual, Lu Mian needed to confirm one thing:

That was whether this place would make Mr. "Fool" unable to watch.

In that case, relying only on the seal itself without wisdom, it was very likely to be used by Termiboros to escape through the ritual; after all, the essence of that ritual was to let the seal crack a gap and draw the corresponding Fate power to the outside!

Lu Mian was about to let Jenna help him be vigilant of the surroundings when he saw a figure grow out of a broken mirror on the wilderness.

He and Jenna's pupils dilated, and they instinctively hid behind that gray-white stone pillar and the stone pile created by its partial collapse.

That figure quickly became real, wearing a black cloak, with a height of a little over one meter seventy.

Lu Mian secretly looked in that direction and withdrew his gaze again.

He felt this figure was a bit familiar.

Not long after, he heard a familiar voice coming from a bit further to the side:

"You didn't come slowly either."

This, this is Gardner Martin! He also entered? Lu Mian didn't dare to poke his head out to observe.

He then remembered who the person wearing the cloak was:

That Carbonari member he had encountered and Franca had followed!

Shouldn't the Carbonari be creating chaos on the ground? Lu Mian thought suspiciously.

At this time, Jenna took out a mirror and used gestures to ask if help was needed.

She could perform mirror magic, simply using mirror-like items in a small range to present what they reflected onto the designated mirror.

And the edge of the wilderness very close to them was scattered with a large number of mirror fragments.

Lu Mian shook his head slowly, using mouth shapes and gestures to tell Jenna "Wait a moment."

Wait for the critical moment to do so; there was no need to take corresponding risks now.

At this time, a slightly mellow low voice responded to Gardner Martin:

"Where is the president of your 'Iron and Blood Cross Order'?"

"Of course he went there." Gardner Martin said with a smile, "That is the stage for big shots, and we have our own mission."

He paused and said:

"Why are you still wearing a cloak? Has the person underneath already changed?"

"You are still as cautious as ever." The low voice sighed.

Lu Mian and Jenna then heard the *rustling* sound of clothes rubbing.

Lu Mian immediately gave Jenna a look.

Jenna understood, stroked the mirror, and chanted the incantation silently.

The mirror surface rippled with water light, reflecting a figure.

That figure wore a cloak, without a hood, with thick and slightly curly hair, eyes sharp like an eagle, a neatly trimmed beard, and a bridge of the nose that was raised in the middle.

This... Lu Mian recognized this person.

Philip!

The dead General Philip!

(End of chapter)