Chapter 746

The moment he saw the iron-black eyes, Lu Mian's thoughts suddenly went blank.

By the time he recovered slightly, he was astonished to find that his body was walking step by step toward that huge iron throne, while he himself had no such thought.

He could feel his body trembling obviously, but he couldn't make his legs stop.

His body seemed to no longer belong to him, obeying unknown orders, accepting someone else's command!

Such a scene, plus the figure on the iron throne suspected to be 'Blood Emperor' Alista Tudor, made Lu Mian instantly associate it with two past events:

One was that in the area where the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" was located, both he and 'Hela' lost consciousness due to the violent reaction of the 'Blood Emperor's' phantom, like puppets being manipulated or soldiers absolutely obeying orders, walking back to the edge of the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" by themselves;

The other was that in the depths of the underground labyrinth of Red Swan Castle, after he, Albus, and Aelous heard the illusory roar issued by Vormunda Sauron from the Fourth Epoch Trier, they all lost consciousness, left the core area by themselves, and walked toward different "Wax Figure Makers."

Is it a similar situation now? Is this a type of ability at the Angel level of the 'Hunter' pathway? Lu Mian forced himself to calm down to find a way to get out of the current predicament.

Compared to the previous two times, at least his consciousness recovered quickly this time!

"Right, why did my consciousness wake up first this time, while my body still accepts control?

"Is the Alista Tudor figure here weaker, lacking power, or is there another reason?

"Perhaps this anomaly hides the way to overcome control..."

Lu Mian tried hard to extend his will to his limbs, wanting to let the latter be controlled by himself again.

This produced a certain effect; his pace approaching the iron throne gradually became slow.

He also took the opportunity to see the Alista Tudor figure on the iron throne clearly:

This 'Blood Emperor' had a rigid face, with lines like those carved by a knife or axe, firm lips, a high nose bridge, long hair flickering with faint blood light, and iron-black eyes containing extreme madness within their coldness.

Suddenly, Lu Mian had an urge to submit, to give up resistance.

This urge didn't vanish in a flash, but expanded rapidly, occupying his entire mind.

"No, cannot resist...

"Cannot resist...

"Submit, submission will gain everything...

"If He gets angry, I will be destroyed, Fu Lanke and Yu Jianna and the others will also be destroyed...

"Give up, give up, kneel down and ask for forgiveness, accept the order..."

Such thoughts surged in Lu Mian's mind, turning into a violent giant wave, slapping against his sobriety, rationality, and will.

He gritted his teeth; it seemed that as long as there was a little relaxation, the final dam would collapse, and the flood would completely submerge his will and soul.

His pace, which had originally slowed down, accelerated again.

…………

On the deck of the "Blue Avenger."

'Magician' and 'Hanged Man' were both gazing at the dreamlike curtain in mid-air.

On the translucent curtain with starlight as the base, Lu Mian's figure had already become blurry, and everything around was pitch black; nothing could be seen.

Compared to the clarity just now, this represented that an abnormality had occurred.

In the eyes of 'Magician' and 'Hanged Man,' Lu Mian's body was becoming increasingly stiff, but he was walking faster and faster.

They also saw that Lu Mian's black hair seemed to be growing longer bit by bit, stained with a blood-colored radiance.

"Not quite right." 'Hanged Man' Alger cast his gaze toward Ms. 'Magician' beside him.

'Magician' nodded gently, about to take out a sealed artifact.

That could help her truly locate Lu Mian, allowing her to enter that hidden different-dimensional space directly.

…………

In the dim environment, Lu Mian was walking forward with a dull and indifferent expression.

His soul, however, was struggling, roaring in pain:

"Cannot give up...

"Cannot give up...

"Once I lose the will to persist, I will no longer be me...

"Shit...

"Son of a bitch...

"..."

Lu Mian tried his best, but felt he wanted to submit more and more.

With a boom, the dam of his will collapsed, and giving up and submission completely occupied his body and mind.

Lu Mian's thoughts went blank again.

In such a state, he had no way of knowing how much time had passed, until his right palm transmitted a death-like coldness and a rot-like pain.

"Death... cold...

"Rot... pain...

"Pain..."

Lu Mian was startled, suddenly finding his thoughts, regaining his own will, and recovering preliminary control over his body in an instant.

At this moment, in front of him was not the nine-layered steps, nor the huge iron throne covered with red marks, but a mirror.

A silver full-length mirror with a classical style and complex patterns around it!

That full-length mirror was reflecting Lu Mian's figure.

Lu Mian saw himself in the mirror with a face full of pain, seemingly ready to give up at any moment, while his contour lines were becoming rigid bit by bit, and his nose bridge was gradually becoming high to the point of not looking like himself.

At the same time, his black hair was growing longer inch by inch, stained with blood light, and his blue eyes were becoming colder and colder, closer and closer to iron-black.

"I am turning into Alista Tudor..."

Lu Mian naturally produced such a cognition.

He couldn't care about thinking about other things; while his body could still obey commands to a certain extent, he immediately lunged to the side, trying to escape the reflection range of that silver full-length mirror.

One lunge followed by a roll, Lu Mian quickly made his figure no longer appear in the silver full-length mirror.

The next second, he heard an illusory roar, a crazy roar.

His mind went blank for a moment.

By the time his thoughts gradually returned, he found himself still curled up on the ground; this was the end point of the roll just now.

His body didn't walk toward that full-length mirror on its own, only trembling uncontrollably, even his blood seemed to have frozen.

Bang bang bang!

It seemed that crazy slapping sounds came from inside the full-length mirror, making the mirror clatter, looking like a monster would break out at any moment.

And every slap against the mirror rang in Lu Mian's mind, one after another.

This made his heart gripped by fear, and his thoughts nearly solidified.

After a while, the slapping sounds inside the mirror gradually subsided, and the surroundings became unusually quiet.

Lu Mian's body stopped trembling, and he had a certain cognition and thinking about his current situation and the encounter just now:

"If I really walked in front of that full-length mirror, and the me in the mirror also completed the transformation, would that mean 'Blood Emperor' Alista Tudor would resurrect in my body?

"But as long as I am not reflected by that full-length mirror, and my figure is not reflected on the mirror, the influence received will be very small, not enough to make me lose command of both my will and body...

"Is the key point to trigger this mutation entering the reflection range of that full-length mirror?

"It seems to have calmed down now..."

Lu Mian slowly supported his body and carefully observed the surroundings.

He found that he was not in the deep hall at all, but located in a strange space that looked like it was condensed from starlight.

The floor here was translucent, and one could see the endless darkness below; there was no dome above, and brilliant but illusory stars were flickering.

On both sides, there were Gates of Starlight standing in the darkness; they together clamped out a deep and spacious corridor, and at the end of the corridor was that silver full-length mirror.

At this moment, Lu Mian had already arrived at the depths of this corridor, about ten meters away from the full-length mirror.

"Were the hall, stone chairs, iron throne, and 'Blood Emperor' figure I saw just now hallucinations?

"Was the purpose to make me submit?

"Not right, after I was reflected by the mirror, issuing that kind of roar just now would have achieved the goal..."

As thoughts flashed, Lu Mian had a guess:

Perhaps, the hallucination just now, the iron throne, Tudor figure, and broken stone chairs I saw were brought about by the resonance between the 'Blood Emperor' residual aura on me and that silver full-length mirror, which also caused the 'Netherworld Daoist' brand to react, helping me briefly get rid of the controlled state and have the ability to escape the reflection range of the full-length mirror...

Thinking of this, Lu Mian raised his right hand and looked at his palm.

The light red scar there was vivid, as if it had returned to the state when it first entered Lu Mian's body, and the pale skin around it had already shown obvious signs of rot, dripping light yellow liquid, and making the white bones under the flesh visible.

This preliminarily confirmed Lu Mian's guess.

He looked at the silver full-length mirror facing him again.

Having dealt with "Mirror People" many times, he frowned slightly:

"'Blood Emperor' wants to resurrect in my body with the help of that mirror and His residual aura?

"There must be something hidden inside that mirror...

"To think the 'Blood Emperor's' resurrection arrangement actually uses the Mirror World...

"Hmm, this is also very normal; whether it's the special Mirror World or the 'Mirror People' from that world, they all have an inseparable relationship with this 'Blood Emperor's' Fourth Epoch Trier...

"I previously thought the special Mirror World was a legacy of the 'War of the Four Emperors,' but Moran Avigny of the Tamara family said their family's connection with the special Mirror World was before the 'War of the Four Emperors'...

"Fuck, could that special Mirror World have been created by the 'Blood Emperor'?

"How many problems did He leave for this world?

"Worthy of being the 'Blood Emperor' known for madness...

"However, the special Mirror World obviously can't bypass the 'Primordial Witch'...

"Could it be that the Witch Sect secretly lured the Tamara family, wanting to use the special Mirror World to quietly influence the 'Blood Emperor'?

"As a result, this was instead utilized by the 'Blood Emperor'?

"Fourth Epoch Trier is truly full of mysteries..."

As Lu Mian thought about it, he suddenly understood why Termiboros wanted to stop him from exploring the "Blue Avenger" at the beginning.

To explore this place, one must either have the 'Netherworld Daoist' seal the 'Blood Emperor's' residual aura, or have corresponding items or status to resist that kind of deterrence or conquest; otherwise, one would become Alista Tudor's puppet upon entering, letting Him resurrect in the body.

For Termiboros, this was definitely not a good thing.

As Lu Mian's gaze shifted, he focused his attention on those Gates of Starlight.

Do those represent different treasures?

ps: Second to last day to ask for double monthly tickets~

(End of chapter)