Chapter 843

Jenna paused for a moment and said:

"Yeah."

At the very beginning, they thought that special Mirror World was a product of the "War of the Four Emperors," created by the aftermath of the fierce battles between Fourth Epoch true gods like the "Primordial Demoness" and the "Blood Emperor." Later, Lu Mian explored the treasure vault of the "Blue Avenger" and discovered new information, suspecting that that special Mirror World existed before the "War of the Four Emperors," speculating that it was used by the "Blood Emperor" Alista Tudor to deal with the "Primordial Demoness" and as a preparation for resurrection.

At that time, what puzzled them most was how Alista Tudor, a true god of the "Hunter" pathway, could create such a special and strange Mirror World. Did high-level beings of the "Apprentice" pathway under his command participate?

Franca continued to sigh with emotion:

"According to Lu Mian's statement and our experience, 'Hunters' bring disaster, and 'Witches' also bring disaster. Wouldn't a true god of the 'Hunter' pathway plus a true god of the 'Witch' pathway equal the concept of disaster? No wonder Trier in the Fourth Epoch turned into that state..."

"However, true gods of adjacent pathways can actually cooperate friendly? Shouldn't they be unable to suppress the impulse of aggregation when they meet, deciding both superiority and life and death?"

This question was also what Jenna was puzzled about. She pursed her lips slightly and thought for a moment before saying:

"Is there a way to control that impulse of aggregation?"

"This is in my blind spot of knowledge. At least I have to wait until I become an angel to come into contact with the corresponding occult knowledge, right?" Franca joked about herself and habitually let her thoughts wander. "The 'Primordial Demoness' might be able to, but the 'Blood Emperor' definitely can't. According to the Fourth Epoch history we currently understand, He was a violent, bloody, and cruel lunatic. How could He control Himself? Unless someone helped. Who could help?"

Jenna was stunned and said thoughtfully:

"The Tamara family..."

"Uh..." Franca's eyes gradually brightened. "Right, the Tamara family should have been dominated by the 'Apprentice' pathway at that time, and high-level beings of the 'Apprentice' pathway are good at sealing, controlling space, and can also utilize the Mirror World to a certain extent. Hmm, this can explain the issue of the Tamara family's presence in the special Mirror World very well."

One of the two special Mirror World fragments in her and Jenna's hands came from the mausoleum of the Tamara family.

The more Franca spoke, the more excited she became:

"The Tamara family should have been the bridge between the 'Blood Emperor' and the 'Primordial Demoness.' This was executing a secret mission! And because of long-term contact with the Demoness Sect, it is reasonable for some people in their family to defect after the split."

"Moreover, moreover, since Ms. Kresmina is a descendant of the 'Blood Emperor,' then Her twin brother, which is the current 'Gray Witch,' should also be one. The 'Apprentice' branch of the Tamara family has endured humiliation for more than a thousand years, willing to become women, just to continue to be loyal to the direct descendants of the 'Blood Emperor.' Too loyal, too loyal!"

As she spoke, Franca wiped her tears in a fake manner, indicating that she was moved.

Jenna had long been accustomed to this guy's boundless wandering thoughts and joking nonsense, and she raised her own question:

"The Tamara family only had an angel of the 'Apprentice' pathway at that time. Could they really seal the 'Blood Emperor's' impulse of aggregation?"

"The Tamara family can't, but what about that Mr. 'Door'? Lu Mian said He was the number one great noble of the Tudor Empire, and Amon, who ranked behind Him, is definitely an Angel of Time. Then He is also highly likely one. An Angel of Time of the 'Apprentice' pathway should be able to temporarily seal the 'Blood Emperor's' impulse of aggregation, right?" Franca became serious and said carefully, "Does the matter of the special Mirror World also have the participation of Mr. 'Door'?"

"Possible." Jenna expressed agreement.

The normal Mirror World was originally a collection of the concept of "Door."

Franca's line of thought suddenly went astray, and she whispered and laughed:

"There is another possibility. The aggregation performance of the true god of the 'Hunter' pathway and the true god of the 'Witch' pathway is different from other pathways. First, yin and yang attract, yin and yang blend. Only after reaching a certain node will they devour each other and decide the final winner."

Jenna couldn't help but roll her eyes upward.

Franca was telling dirty jokes again.

Of course, for Jenna, who had once mingled in various bars and dance halls in the market district and lived as a "flamboyant woman" for a long time, this level of dirty jokes belonged to the minor category.

Franca immediately restrained her smile:

"I can truly understand those words of the 'Black Witch' now. No wonder she asked me why I thought the Demoness Sect didn't master that special Mirror World, saying that that special Mirror World had been controlled by the Primordial until the end of the 'War of the Four Emperors'."

"But she also believes that that special Mirror World was originally used to deal with the Primordial, and it was only later controlled by the Primordial... Is it that she doesn't understand the secrets of the past and the life experience of the 'Gray Witch,' or is she purely lying to me, fooling me? Or, did the 'Blood Emperor' really want to deal with the Primordial at first, but had the unformed special Mirror World counter-controlled by the other party, and thus turned to cooperation?"

"Or, or, was the purpose of the cooperation to deal with?"

"Hmm, what purpose did They want to achieve by creating such a special Mirror World?"

Jenna shook her head very honestly:

"Don't know."

Franca scratched her ponytail and said thoughtfully:

"The 'Black Witch' is both a descendant of the Primordial and has the bloodline of the Tamara family. Her understanding of the special Mirror World might be deeper than I imagined."

Jenna said "Hmm" and rubbed her temples:

"Regardless, we must report this information immediately."

Franca looked at Jenna, cleared her throat, and said:

"You also have to go back and rest well to adapt to the changes the potion has brought to your body."

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At the foot of the mountain of corpses, Lu Mian closed his eyes, leaning against those corpses and skeletons, listening intently to the dull voice coming from the brass earplugs.

He was completing his learning.

He no longer needed to listen to all the remaining books; learning the current one was highly likely enough. But even so, it still required more than ten hours.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Mian's body had less and less strength. Even leaning against those corpses and skeletons, he could no longer sit straight, relying entirely on external force to keep from falling over.

His spirituality was also evaporating at an accelerated rate, making him unable to even use "teleportation" anymore.

Fortunately, he had put away the item left by Celeste in advance, and the occult pathogens densely covering the air were affected by the activation of "0—01" and had already dissipated. His condition didn't deteriorate to the point where his heart couldn't beat or his Spirit Body showed signs of collapse, and he could barely maintain it.

I don't know how much time passed, but Lu Mian suddenly became energetic, his physical body regained strength, and his spirituality was full again.

Six o'clock in the morning, calculated by Corder village time, arrived.

Lu Mian, whose body had reset and was no longer sick, sat up straight and continued the last part of his learning.

After nearly three-quarters of an hour, he recited an Ancient Hermes word in a low voice:

"Stop!"

He felt that the contamination had reached the critical point and could not be accumulated any further!

As soon as the brass charm finished transmitting knowledge, Lu Mian's mind became dazed.

Vaguely, he "saw" that scorched flag covered with dangerous blood spots again. The flag was surrounded by dense darkness and was shaking gently.

Lu Mian also "saw" the corpses all over the ground, "saw" the vast army, "saw" the earth stained with blood, "saw" countless severed arms and limbs...

A strong smell of blood and rust pierced his nose, as if it came from himself.

Lu Mian felt a certain summons. This came not only from the scorched flag but also from the dense darkness surrounding the flag.

The scorching heat and coldness in the palm of his right hand became increasingly clear.

They came from the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" and the seal left by the "Underworld Daoist," respectively.

At this moment, Lu Mian suddenly understood another purpose of the arrangement of the "Dream Festival" by the one worshipped by the Aurora Order, a deeper purpose:

"Only with the 'Underworld Daoist' seal do I truly possess occult similarity with '0—01'..."

"'0—01' once belonged to the 'Blood Emperor' Alista Tudor, then was controlled by 'Death,' and suffered from the power contamination of the 'Death' pathway. The latter was also utilized by the Church of Knowledge to complete the seal on '0—01' itself. And I now have the residual aura of the 'Blood Emperor' on me, and the seal left by the 'Underworld Daoist' who possesses the power of the 'Death,' 'Night,' and 'Warrior' pathways..."

As thoughts raced, Lu Mian combined the knowledge he had learned with the performances of Albus and Julie, stood up amidst that strange and dangerous summons, and "teleported" to the top of the mountain of corpses.

He didn't open his eyes. In the dead, cold darkness, even if he opened his eyes, he wouldn't see anything.

And as the distance closed, Lu Mian felt a clear stinging pain between his eyebrows. His blood, or perhaps something else, seemed to want to drill out from his pores and flesh seams.

Lu Mian didn't resist, enduring this pain.

Finally, a drop of something suspected to be blood tore through his eyebrows and flew out, flying toward the location of "0—01."

A "plop" sound rang out, and the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" in Lu Mian's body boiled instantly. It was like turning into a rolling river of flames, raging between Lu Mian's Spirit Body, internal organs, and flesh.

The cold, rotting sensation in Lu Mian's palm became intense, not letting this river of flames take all his flesh and blood away from the seal.

Lu Mian soon became painful to the point of losing consciousness, and only after the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" gradually subsided did he slowly find his thoughts again.

He let out a long breath and muttered to himself silently:

"I should be the agent of '0—01' now..."

"If it weren't for the seal of the 'Underworld Daoist,' I would definitely have become another Wanake. No, not another Wanake, but Alista Tudor. That 'Blood Emperor' would have returned with the help of my body."

Lu Mian didn't dare to stay near "0—01" for long, fearing that this Sealed Artifact would discover that its new agent still had a flaw, a flaw where his own will still existed.

And Lu Mian also knew that with his current level and strength, it was impossible to bring "0—01" out of Morora. Even if the Church of Knowledge agreed to let him do so, it would only lead to his own destruction.

Phew, leaving a brand to become an agent is considered a complete fulfillment of this mission. It's a pity that "0—01" is strictly sealed, and the special nature of the agent can only be fully reflected in Morora... Lu Mian muttered two sentences and "teleported" back to the wilderness.

He immediately sensed a team of undead soldier corpses and steel puppets patrolling silently in the darkness, wandering as if eternal and unchanging.

Lu Mian's heart suddenly moved:

The connection between contractors told him that the leader was the "Pustule Severed Hand"!

This mysterious creature grew bones and flesh bit by bit after suffering a divine descent, but it seemed to have been conquered by "0—01" and became its guard.

Is the severed-hand brother's trait that it can't be killed? Lu Mian turned his body to the side, letting the "Pustule Severed Hand" lead that group of puppets past him.

Suddenly, the "Pustule Severed Hand" stopped, stopped in front of Lu Mian, and made a low sound:

"Omebella..."

(End of chapter)