[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-ring-of-fate":3,"chapter-the-ring-of-fate-the-ring-of-fate-chapter-884":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Ring of Fate",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2298853,4496,"Chapter 884: The True Purpose (Thank You, Old Koller, for the Silver Alliance Donation)","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-884",884,"\u003Cp>Seeing Vazan Sansong’s eyes bulge and his breath fade, his face twisted in agonized despair as if made solid, Lu Mi flipped open the Traveler’s Satchel and pulled out the silver-white “Lies” earring, slipping it onto his left ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his final moments, Vazan Sansong suddenly saw a familiar figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure had pale blue eyes, striking features, and long, thick golden hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Aurora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, Aurora’s face held no fear, no dread—only a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ho…” Vazan Sansong uttered his last sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He died with his eyes bulging outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi reverted to his original form, casually removing the “Lies” earring as he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Died so soon? I was going to thank you for helping me digest the ‘Despair’ Elixir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first ascended, he had already digested most of the ‘Despair’ Elixir; now, he had advanced further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi found this unsurprising: according to the occult knowledge he learned from the ‘Magician’ lady, the essence of the ‘Performance Method’ was to gradually align one’s body, mind, and spirit with the core symbol of the Elixir, bypassing restrictions step by step to complete digestion—and his state before and after consuming the ‘Despair’ Elixir had been nearly identical to the very concept of ‘Despair.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi did not despair over having to become a ‘Witch’; to ascend faster, to better face potential apocalypse, to resurrect his sister sooner, he had considered similar paths more than once—after all, he could always switch back to the ‘Hunter’ path later and become a man again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he despaired of was being forced into this, with no way to refuse; what he despaired of was how all his past efforts, struggles, and rage had been orchestrated by others, and how he would now be forced down the ‘Witch’ path as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, when despair reached its peak, the desire and belief within him to grow stronger and change everything also reached its utmost intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this what you wanted?” Lu Mi muttered bitterly, then lifted the seal on the area and let the remaining occult pathogens vanish completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca, Jiana, and Anthony had already rushed over after Vazan Sansong was impaled on the ice pillar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi suddenly sensed something and turned his gaze to a spot in the dark ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was where the half-god Higton of the ‘End of All Things’ had finally died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, faint points of greenish-yellow light appeared out of nowhere, rising upward—only to be blocked by the barrier of the mirror-like world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place could partially sever the connection, preventing some blessings from returning? Lu Mi, having experienced this before, immediately formed a judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Franca and the others reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at that familiar yet strikingly cold face, Franca opened her mouth to speak, then swallowed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiana studied Lu Mi’s current form, thinking only one thought:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he was alive, as long as everyone was alive—that was the best thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything else didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi pointed at the blocked greenish-yellow lights and spoke, his voice now slightly resonant and distinctly feminine:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can take a weapon over there and place it there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was actively crafting a supernatural weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging glances, Franca, Jiana, and Anthony no longer deferred—Franca spoke up decisively:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go. I need a weapon capable of harming a half-god.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the second-highest-ranked adept in the team—not counting Ludwig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she had possessed a similar weapon earlier, she might not have felt so hopeless facing Higton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good,” Jiana affirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t about placing his ‘Winter’s Coming’ revolver beneath the lights to reset its uses—its material would cause contamination to exceed limits and shatter it outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franca drew her ‘Cannon Gun’ and sprinted toward the area thick with greenish-yellow light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi turned his gaze away, glanced at Jiana, and smiled slightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have any ring-shaped items?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiana stared at his radiant, glowing smile, startled—but felt it wasn’t the time to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rummaged out a cheap silver bracelet and handed it to Lu Mi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi took it, placed the bracelet atop Vazan Sansong’s corpse, and waited for the fate-force to be intercepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then looked toward the distant mirror-like boundary and saw his own reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced a smile onto his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Aurora was precisely the kind of person who found joy even in suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the blood altar,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Hermit’ lady was trying to fuse the iron cigarette case bearing the ‘Fool’’s aura with the ‘Spear of Longinus’ to directly strike the oil painting depicting endless stars. The ‘Magician’ lady, drawing on her vast sealing knowledge and formidable sealing power, mused:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate’s power causes interference by non-circus participants to fail, while that terrifying voice affects all adepts similar to ‘Listeners’ and ‘Secret Seekers.’ Perhaps we can break them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate’s power likely leaks from the silver-black ring in the painting—if we can block or shield it, we should escape the fate of guaranteed failure and destroy the painting directly, cutting off the terrifying voice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Block it…” The ‘Hermit’ lady, having heard this relayed by the ‘Justice’ lady, immediately had an idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the moment when the barrier’s seal strengthened and fate’s power weakened, she cast a ‘Wizard’ spell, hurling the iron cigarette case toward the oil painting on the altar—landing it precisely over the silver-black ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cigarette case crushed and obscured the ring completely, leaving no trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy Will immediately said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fate’s power has dropped even more!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the ‘Magician’ lady swiftly raised both arms, causing the air around the painting to warp, darken, and deepen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space collapsed, crumbling inch by inch—along with the painting and altar, which now bore visible cracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Justice’ lady’s face erupted in patches of gray-white scales; her body seemed to swell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Likewise, the ‘Judgment’ lady made another pronouncement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her companions attack, the ‘Hermit’ lady once again gathered the ancient spear stained with strange blood and hurled it at the painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The painting, already shredded by continuous strikes, was fully pierced and nailed to the altar by the ‘Spear of Longinus.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, flames of every color imaginable burst from the spear’s tip, igniting the painting and consuming the lingering terrifying voice until nothing remained but ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Trill,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another ‘Time Worms’ slithered back into the ‘Star’ gentleman’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arcana Holder, wearing red gloves, spoke in his usual resonant voice to the ‘Hanged Man’ gentleman:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amon has returned and briefly regained the true god power of the ‘Error’ and ‘Door’ Paths. I must return to the Quiet Church immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than the ‘Star’ gentleman vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Hanged Man’ gentleman looked downward and saw the ‘Moon’ transformed into crimson moonlight sinking into the compressed mist of the villa, while Saint Viefe of the Eternal Sun Church entered as sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the Primitive Island, outside the ‘Black Emperor’s’ tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amon, hovering at the edge of the Star Realm, looked down upon Perle, upon the ‘Shadow of the Beauty Goddess’ and the miniature crimson moon struggling through the white mist—making no move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you waiting for?” Rosel asked, his face now more pained than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly what you’re thinking—the most arrogant idea you’ve ever entertained,” Amon replied with a smile, adjusting his monocle. “If we only wanted to purge the ‘Vague Uncertainty’ cultists, we wouldn’t need such trouble—or to reveal our trump cards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rosel glanced at the transaction still unfolding below:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That could bring great risks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once you make a decision, you accept its consequences. What great deed was ever accomplished without risk or loss?” Amon smiled. He added, “That wasn’t said by me. Nor by you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Rosel, increasingly eroded and pained by the white mist, could respond, Amon gazed into the distance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those few in the ‘Tarot Club’ are decent enough—I don’t need to descend personally to destroy that painting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Amon, monocle in place, wore an eager expression:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, it’s time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze toward the ‘Black Emperor’s’ tomb, toward Bernadette, trapped within and unable to leave by Rosel’s restriction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Mystic Queen’ suddenly remembered something—certain memories parted the fog and emerged clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately extended her right hand and swiftly sketched word after word shimmering with starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These characters, seemingly the origin of all languages from both continents, wove together into a strange symbol, opening a ‘Secret Gate’ that appeared to lead deep into the Spirit Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Secret Gate’ opened silently; a gale rushed out, forming a man with a human upper body and a lower body of swirling air, wrapped in white cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Wish-Granting Lamp and that item,” Bernadette commanded, her voice authoritative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air-bodied man bowed respectfully, then withdrew two objects from the white cloth wrapped around him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One resembled a miniature teapot, golden in color, covered in mysterious complex symbols, with a wick-like protrusion from its spout—the very ‘0—05’ ‘Wish-Granting Lamp’ the ‘Vague Uncertainty’ cultists sought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was a dull gray stone tablet, inscribed with the same ancient script, its surface scarred and weathered with countless marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps: Thank you, Old Koller, for the Silver Alliance donation~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1523,"2026-06-20T06:22:37.987Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","36a76365fbcaef075c807c8bb5f2ae5018190d3c964c42d197a455b94dca2db5","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-885","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-883",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ring-of-fate-cover.jpg"]