Chapter 880

Hearing Amon's question, Lu Mian seemed to have broken free from a long nightmare, but reality was an abyss even more desperate than the nightmare.

His body trembled slightly, and it took all his strength to squeeze out a little sound from his throat:

"Is He not afraid, not afraid that after I truly control the power at the top of disaster, I will take revenge on Him?"

Amon smiled:

"Her making such a choice means She is willing to face all possible futures and accept the worst ending.

"Whether it's you or Medici, whether you submit, give up, get angry, or hate, to Her, there is no difference. If either of you can control the power at the top of the disaster pathway and take revenge on Her, destroy other things of Hers, or even pull Her down from the divine throne, She will not regret it and is willing to acknowledge such a result."

Speaking of this, Amon paused before saying:

"Because She was born to bear all these sins."

Lu Mian was silent, his fists clenched tightly, with bright red blood seeping out from the gaps in threads.

Amon looked at the transparent but dark sky again:

"Time is running out. You should make your choice."

Lu Mian's lips moved a few times, and he suddenly laughed, as if in anger or self-mockery.

He said in a hoarse and low voice:

"I am willing to go, go to Morora, and will try all ways to resurrect Aurora, including the only one She mentioned. However, I will not accept the ending She scheduled!"

Amon laughed and pinched the monocle on His right eye:

"You don't need to tell me those words later. I am only responsible for sending you to Morora and letting you become a 'Despair Witch.' Whether you are willing to accept such an ending, find an opportunity to face Her yourself and tell Her."

After speaking, Amon raised His right hand and grabbed gently. The "Black Tear" forehead ornament strangely detached from the independent space within the "Traveler's Bag" and appeared in His palm.

Immediately after, this sealed item, which looked like a black tear, shattered silently, turning into points of dim light. Then, the dim lights quickly re-condensed, turning into a shrunken, withered, blackened, and semi-transparent heart.

Amon grabbed toward Voisin Sanson again, and two things appeared in His hand.

They were dark green liquid in a small glass bottle and three silver fragments, respectively.

After Lu Mian made his decision, his emotions finally settled a little, no longer as uncontrollable as before—one trembling irrepressibly, the other always gathering in the direction of destroying everything.

Seeing the two items that appeared in Amon's hand, Lu Mian was suddenly stunned:

"Does Voisin Sanson have the auxiliary materials for a 'Despair Witch'?

"He was also the one who proposed to break the seal before...

"Amon just said that in the Hostel Plan, some participants were secretly guided in the special environment of Fourth Epoch Trier and were not discovered by the Evil Gods... Was that person Voisin Sanson?

"Voisin Sanson doesn't even remember being guided and thought he relied purely on the help of the 'Person in the Mirror' to escape Fourth Epoch Trier, and afterward, he did some seemingly unimportant abnormal things without knowing it?

"Amon had no way to come out by His own power within Mr. 'Fool's' seal and must have such a character to complete the task of breaking the seal, but He couldn't kill me, this experimental subject... Voisin Sanson's superficial demands could let him do this without being suspected...

"Did that person tacitly allow the Hostel Plan to happen, without doing too much interference and obstruction, and without destroying the 'Red Angel's' plan, just to prepare for now?"

Thinking of this, Lu Mian instinctively sneered, using this to soothe the emotions in his heart:

"She can't accept every ending either."

Doing so many things to ensure the expected result appeared!

Amon smiled:

"Being willing to accept the worst result doesn't mean not striving in the best direction.

"Besides, will you refuse to go to Morora now, refuse to become a 'Despair Witch'?"

Lu Mian was silent again.

Amon let the Beyonder characteristic of the "Despair Witch" and the two types of auxiliary materials fly toward Lu Mian and said casually:

"This Beyonder characteristic can also continuously spread plague to the surroundings, both in reality and in mysticism. You yourself will also be infected."

After Lu Mian caught those things, Amon revealed a smile again:

"Do you know what Sequence 2 of the 'Fate' pathway is?"

"'Sinner.'" Lu Mian was a person who, once he made a decision, would complete it no matter how painful or reluctant he was. He only wanted to go to Morora now.

"Then what about Sequence 1?" Amon was still testing him unhurriedly.

Lu Mian shook his head.

He really didn't know.

Only then did Amon, with a smile, start to explain:

"Sequence 1 is 'Angel of Redemption,' but to me, it's not as useful as 'Sinner.'

"The past 'Sinner,' the current 'Sufferer,' and the future 'Angel of Redemption' constitute the trinity of the Fate pathway."

Amon pushed His monocle, smiling even more obviously:

"And 'Sinner' has an ability to let one's state return to any moment in the past. The time it can be maintained depends on the specific circumstances."

Return to any moment in the past... Lu Mian suddenly remembered that Ms. "Magician" had mentioned that Amon, this King of Angels from the ancient era, had briefly become a god!

Amon turned His body sideways and said with a smile:

"Of course, involving the authority of the Uniqueness and the True God requires the consent of the current wielder. That Celestial Worthy has already diverted most of His spirit to influence the Vortex Plan and certainly cannot interfere with the 'Fool' in this matter, and the 'Fool' you worship should not disagree."

As He spoke, Amon opened His arms, as if embracing the returning power.

The monocle on His right eye then lit up with brilliant radiance.

Before Lu Mian could react, he discovered that all the obstacles and barriers in the special mirror world leading to Morora had disappeared, and he could smoothly and unimpededly enter that "City of Exiles."

High in the special mirror world, the figure wearing a golden crown and a black dress nodded toward Amon, not attempting to interfere with Lu Mian.

He was Roselle in the mirror. In this matter, He had placed bets on both sides to ensure that the real Roselle would not completely perish. As for whether the real Roselle became a puppet of the "Indefinite Mist" or died right there, waiting for the next opportunity for resurrection, it would not affect His existence, and it would even let Him gradually become the main body.

The next second, Amon's figure disappeared from Lu Mian's sight.

The piece of paper He had read earlier drifted down silently, its surface completely blank—it was a piece of white paper.

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In front of the bloody altar inside the ancient castle.

Ms. "Hermit" suddenly spoke:

"The sound coming from that oil painting has weakened."

Ms. "Magician" looked toward the high place and said with some confusion and some palpitations:

"The sealing power of the barrier has been strengthened.

"The True God of the 'Door' pathway has returned...

"No, it's not Mr. 'Fool,' it's more like, more like Amon!"

Relying on the angel's intuitive sensing of the True God of her own pathway, Ms. "Magician" quickly made a judgment.

"How could Amon become the True God of the 'Door' pathway again?" Miss "Justice" suddenly felt a stir in her heart. "'Mr. Fool' or that Celestial Worthy lent Him power?"

If it were the former, it would certainly be a great thing for destroying the Vortex Ritual now. If it were the latter, the problem would be serious.

"Judging from the current development, it should be Mr. 'Fool'." Ms. "Magician" said after deliberation.

At this time, Ms. "Hermit," who had received the relay from Miss "Justice," had her eyes move slightly:

"Since the influence of the mysterious sound has decreased, the influence of the fate power must have also decreased.

"Now, there should be an opportunity to destroy this oil painting!"

As this Major Arcana holder said this, she reached out toward Ms. "Magician," intending to take the iron cigarette case.

…………

In the sea area near Santa Harbor, the sealing power, which had been teetering due to the internal gray fog and external gnawing, instantly became as solid as it had been in the past.

The long efforts of Topsay from the "Gourmet School" had all been in vain.

And deep within the primitive island, in front of the "Black Emperor's" mausoleum.

The pervasive, thick white mist suddenly shrank toward the core position, as if squeezed by an invisible force.

Within Roselle in mid-air, the mark left by the "Fool" was strengthened, and the erosion brought by the pollution of the "Indefinite Mist" was somewhat alleviated.

Roselle's distorted and painful expression was a bit better than before.

Perle's eyes, which were already scattered in different parts of the mist, saw a figure suddenly appear in mid-air, wearing a classical magician's black robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, and a monocle on His right eye.

He is... Didn't they say that forces other than the participants of the Vortex Ritual could not interfere with the operation of the vortex? Perle, who was still barely alive, had just had such a question when she saw the figure in mid-air look down at her and introduce Himself with a very happy smile:

"This is our first meeting, right? I am Termiboros."

"..." Perle suddenly had the hallucination that her IQ had been stolen.

How could it be Termiboros?

But my spiritual intuition tells me that He is indeed Termiboros...

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Inside the special mirror world.

Seeing Amon's figure shoot upward and disappear in front of his eyes instantly, Lu Mian finally understood why the other party had said before that neither the Vortex Ritual nor other plans were as important as eating Termiboros and becoming an angel of the "Fate" pathway.

This meant that there would be a high-ranking individual capable of temporarily exerting the power of a True God always lurking in the dark, just waiting for the critical moment to strike!

Lu Mian glanced at the white paper on the ground, then looked at Franca, Jenna, and the others who were struggling against Sigton while relying on the "Arrogance Armor" and "Witch" black flames, and discovered that Voisin Sanson had suddenly and bizarrely disappeared. So, he quickly put away the "Sword of Courage," held the Beyonder characteristic and auxiliary materials of the "Despair Witch," and triggered the black mark on his right shoulder.

He passed through the special mirror world and returned to the "City of Exiles," Morora.

He immediately restored his connection with "0-01," letting this "0" level sealed item help him share the damage and influence brought by the "Witch" plague.

Then, Lu Mian stood on the steps in front of the Knowledge Cathedral, looking at the wide, empty square, and began to use "0-01" to summon those exiles most deeply affected by it to gather quickly.

This was to save time.

PS: Thanks to raise_lovell for supporting Aurora's Silver Alliance~

(End of chapter)