Chapter 700

Seeing Lady "Magician's" guess, Lu Mian suddenly felt that the ancestor of the Aigris family, the fallen "Death God," was also very legendary:

He seemed to have gone crazy after becoming a true god; He started the "Pale Disaster"; His fall created the Violent Sea, isolating the Southern and Northern Continents for thousands of years; He had some connection with the mysterious Netherworld Daoist; He buried the Demon King's "God-Bane" corpse; He left behind a vast Balam Empire with numerous descendants; the golden masks He made for his descendants to enter and exit the Netherworld were still being fought over today...

Lu Mian took out the golden mask obtained from "Ciso" from the "Traveler's Bag," stroked its cold surface, and sighed silently:

"This is a true divine artifact..."

After sighing, Lu Mian looked at the last two pages of this long letter:

"Back to yourself, the Netherworld Daoist mark on your body only sealed the influence of the 'Blood Emperor's' residual aura on the outside world, but didn't eliminate its existence.

"In other words, you can no longer use Alistair Tudor's residual aura to scare others, but it can still play a role when encountering scenes that need to verify the corresponding 'identity.'

"This situation has both good and bad aspects. Although you lost a powerful means to deter others, at least you don't have to worry that using the 'Blood Emperor's' residual aura will attract the gaze of some high-level figures. Moreover, the Netherworld Daoist's mark might play a small special role in the future.

"Emperor Roselle once said, since you can't resist, try to enjoy it."

Lu Mian turned over his right hand and cast his gaze toward his palm. Compared to the rotting appearance in the dream, only a small piece of paleness remained there now, and a faint red scar could be vaguely seen under the paleness.

"What special role can it have? Used to intimidate undead creatures?" Lu Mian muttered to himself in confusion, having no clue for the time being.

At the end of the letter, Lady "Magician" wrote:

"This year's 'Dream Festival' is over, but that special dream and the dream ancient tomb haven't disappeared; there will still be a 'Dream Festival' next year.

"By then, that devil of the North family who confirmed the situation of the ancient tomb this year and His 'Rose School' allies will very likely continue to try, and bring more targeted and powerful items, Beyonders, or projections.

"We not only have to stop them then, but we also have to make some preparations in advance now.

"In addition, in order to let that special dream still have dream projections born and become a guardian, we can't move Tizamo Town as a whole, so we have to do something for the people here.

"Of course, after completing the last thing, the follow-up problems of the 'Dream Festival' will have nothing to do with you, unless you have become an angel by then, but wouldn't that be too exaggerated?

"The last thing you need to do is to take the semi-finished brass charm I sent with the letter, enter that special dream, and hold the following ritual in front of the black ancient tomb.

"The complete process of the ritual is:

"......"

After carefully reading the ritual description, Lu Mian confirmed his spiritual state and put away the semi-finished brass charm.

Then, he took out the golden box containing the strange soil, spread out the letter paper, and began writing a reply:

"Respected Lady 'Magician':

"I will complete the ritual according to your instructions.

"This is that piece of strange soil..."

Lu Mian paused and added a sentence:

"Remember to send back the box containing it."

This was made of gold!

Thinking of the reward promised to Lugano and Ludwig's increasingly large appetite, Lu Mian, whose net worth was actually quite substantial, felt that he needed to save a little.

He didn't have to worry about potion formulas, Beyonder materials, and magical artifacts for the time being, but he was now raising two whole people!

Moreover, gold was also very important in occultism. Franca had been saving gold for the past few months, wanting to gild the "Armor Shadow" Chen Tu.

After writing the reply, Lu Mian set up a ritual and summoned the "Doll" messenger.

This messenger still had a cautious, sneaky appearance, absolutely not saying an extra word.

Was this sensing something? Lu Mian intended to ask, but suddenly thought of a possibility:

Could it be because the messenger lady mentioned by Lady "Magician" had been here?

Everyone is a messenger; maybe they know each other and have some connection, and that one is an angel...

Lu Mian closed his mouth and watched the "Doll" messenger hold the golden box and retreat back into the candlelight.

He extinguished the candle, put away the ritual-related items, walked back into the living room, and sat opposite Ludwig, who still had half his food left to eat.

Lu Mian looked at Ludwig, who was wearing a blue-bottomed yellow-star nightcap, smiled, and said:

"Lend me one thing."

Ludwig raised his head, chewed his mouth, and expressed his inquiry with his eyes.

Lu Mian maintained a kind smile:

"That gold coin from just now."

Ludwig lowered his head, focused on gnawing on a piece of beef jerky, looking as if he hadn't heard what Lu Mian was saying.

"Just use it for, hmm, half an hour; it won't cause any damage to it, and I'll definitely return it to you as it is," Lu Mian sighed and said, "I've been raising you for a long time, providing you with food and drink..."

Speaking of this, Lu Mian suddenly stopped, and only after a few seconds did he continue:

"Isn't it worth you lending me the lucky gold coin for half an hour?

"When have I ever deceived you?"

"Often," Ludwig replied vaguely.

He raised his head again, stared at Lu Mian for a few seconds, and then took out the Loen gold coin from his pocket:

"Twenty minutes at most."

"Deal!" Lu Mian took the lucky gold coin quickly with a brilliant smile.

In order to save spirituality, he didn't "teleport," but moved rapidly through the shadows, arriving inside the house of "Ciso" Tewanaco.

Robert and Amandina had both left.

Lu Mian found a place to sit down, leaned against the wall, and quickly fell asleep using meditation.

…………

Inside the special dream, in the primitive jungle.

Lu Mian used the shadows in the darkness to reach the edge of the dream all the way, placing himself in the chaotic zone.

He thought for a moment, left the shadows, and put on the golden mask made by the "Death God."

Amidst the cold erosion and heavy pressure, Lu Mian saw the dream fragment with the black ancient tomb and saw the path leading to it.

He soon arrived at his destination; the corpses here had all disappeared, and only that black giant rock-like ancient tomb stood quietly.

Lu Mian took off the mask, observed briefly, used a tree root with a high protrusion as an altar, placed the candle, essential oil, herbal powder, cauldron, semi-finished brass charm, etc., on it, and handled them one by one according to the description in Lady "Magician's" letter.

Finally, Lu Mian placed the lucky gold coin between the two candles corresponding to Mr. "Fool."

He didn't create a "Wall of Spirituality," but directly lit the candles in the order from god to human, from left to right, and took two steps back.

Lu Mian looked at the burning candlelight and chanted in a low voice in Ancient Hermes:

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the yellow-black king who holds good luck..."

Silently, thin gray fog permeated from the void, shrouding the area where the black ancient tomb was located and the entire special dream.

Lu Mian's left chest heated up slightly, keeping his thoughts from becoming dull and preventing his body from showing signs of disintegration.

He hurried forward two steps, burned the corresponding essential oil and herbal powder, and placed the semi-finished brass charm in the very center of the altar.

Then, Lu Mian straightened his body and said in Hermes while retreating:

"I pray to you;

"I pray that you grant this charm power;

"I pray that you let this power control this dream..."

After chanting all the remaining incantations and completing the remaining steps of the ritual, Lu Mian saw the lucky gold coin light up with a dim glow; one of the two candles representing Mr. "Fool" became dim, and the other was stained with a brass luster.

Immediately after, the dim and brass candlelight entangled and fell onto the semi-finished brass charm.

The brass charm suddenly lit up with a blinding light; Lu Mian couldn't help but close his eyes.

By the time he adapted and opened his eyes, the brass charm had already disappeared, and the soil, stones, and tree roots in front of the black ancient tomb surged up, forming a tombstone-like object.

On that "tombstone," Ancient Futhark words emerged one after another:

"All are equal before the law; even angels can be killed by ordinary people.

"Lost items are considered abandoned.

"During the 'Dream Festival,' you can do anything, but you cannot kill or rape.

"Those who kill shall die.

"Those who rape shall die.

"......"

This... what pathway's power is this? It's a bit like the "Arbiter" pathway's... Can't kill people during the next "Dream Festival"? Can I even hurt an angel? Lu Mian didn't expect that the preparation Lady "Magician" wanted to make was this.

He quickly packed up his items, intending to leave this area.

When looking at that "tombstone" for the last time, Lu Mian suddenly had an idea.

He smiled, took out a card from the "Traveler's Bag," and bent down to place it on the ground below the "tombstone."

It was a Tarot card, depicting a man in green holding a staff to fight against six staves attacking from the foot of the mountain.

Minor Arcana, "Seven of Wands"!

Lu Mian didn't know if this Tarot card representing himself could remain in the dream, in front of the "tombstone," but simply wanted to try it. After all, he had never done so since becoming a member of the "Tarot Club."

…………

Returning to the real world, Lu Mian reached into the "Traveler's Bag" and checked.

The semi-finished brass charm had disappeared as expected, and the Minor Arcana card "Seven of Wands" had done the same.

"The rules of the special dream have indeed changed a little..." Lu Mian nodded thoughtfully, returned to the Buriu Hotel, and returned the lucky gold coin to Ludwig.

Then, Lu Mian walked onto the street, passed through Camus, Ria, Lugano, and others who were busy saving people and treating them in the dark environment, and walked all the way to Saint Cien Church.

All the candles in the church had been lit, but only Father Cali was there.

He was wearing a white robe with gold thread, kneeling before the altar and the holy emblem, bowing his head, and repenting with a painful expression.

Lu Mian walked in step by step, sat on a chair in the front row, and watched Father Cali quietly without disturbing him.

PS: Extra, extra! The game license for "Lord of the Mysteries" has been issued; no need to call it codename this or that anymore. I also hope that the gameplay of the Acting Method can be deepened in the future.

(End of chapter)