Chapter 895: Terrifying things

Observatory District, Left Street, inside the new apartment Lu Mian and the others had rented.

"We are going to the catacombs now," Lu Mian looked at the carriages, bicycles, and various mechanical creations coming and going outside the window, and said to Jenna and Franca in the living room.

He wanted to get more information from Chrismana's phantom before Franca contacted the "Black Witch" again, to guard against any potential accidents. This required Jenna to go to the sacrificial square on the third floor of the catacombs to advance to "Pain Witch."

Jenna looked at the black cloak on Lu Mian's body and asked deliberatively:

"Do you need to change the clothes inside? That would at least make you feel comfortable."

Lu Mian was silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Good."

This time it was Jenna's turn to be surprised. She had thought Lu Mian would be relatively resistant and that she would need to find enough reasons to persuade him.

Franca was equally surprised. When she finished drinking the "Witch" potion, she hadn't accepted this kind of thing so quickly.

Her lake-blue eyes flickered, and she soon had a certain guess, her emotions becoming quite complicated.

Except for height, Lu Mian's figure was now similar to Jenna's. After receiving a small amount of clothing from the other party, he walked into the bedroom, not completely letting go just because there was a more intimate relationship between the three.

Seeing this scene, Jenna vaguely understood and turned to look at Franca.

"Sigh..." Franca sighed.

Jenna pursed her lips as well.

Not long after, Lu Mian walked out, wearing the linen men's shirt and dark trousers with a heroic and spirited look.

Franca sized him up twice and said:

"You are too tall; you need to find a tailor to order women's clothing to fit."

Lu Mian gave an "En" and walked to the full-length mirror in the living room, looking at himself with his black hair simply tied up.

The bright and moving yet cold-looking woman made him trance for a moment, and he subconsciously reached into his "Traveler's Bag" and took out the "Lie" earring.

His right hand hovered in mid-air, not immediately putting on the earring.

Franca stepped forward two steps, trying hard to make her tone sound natural:

"I don't think we should force it now. The premise of Aurora's true resurrection is that you always maintain your self, walking to the top of the two Disaster pathways. In this process, her soul fragments should gradually recover according to the progress. You don't need to deliberately act or imitate."

"Moreover, Lady 'Magician' guesses that the key part of Aurora's resurrection is in the 'Unaging Witch.' Having it appear on you now might not be a good thing, just like switching to an adjacent pathway before the Sequence 4 node," Jenna also said in a soft voice.

"Right, I don't know if your sister taught you such a phrase: 'Too much is as bad as too little,' meaning that even good things become bad if overdone," Franca added.

Lu Mian was silent for a moment and put the "Lie" earring back into the "Traveler's Bag."

Franca exhaled quietly and said with a smile:

"Do you intend to wear a veil hat, or continue to wear a cloak? If you go out looking like this, you will soon become the focus of everyone on the street."

As "Witches," both she and Jenna had deep experience with similar things, and Lu Mian was also a "Witch" who possessed divinity.

Lu Mian picked up the cloak that had been draped over the back of the chair and put it on again.

Watching his exquisite and delicate features and simple tied-up black hair being covered bit by bit by the attached hood, Lu Mian turned his body and walked toward the door.

Jenna put on a lady's round hat with a black veil hanging down, and Franca prepared a baseball cap for herself, lowering the brim.

Underground catacombs, third floor, inside the sacrificial square.

Lu Mian threw out a few mirrors, setting up a "Mirror Labyrinth." In this way, even if other people came to this floor to explore and adventure, they wouldn't be able to see the three "Witches" and their companions, and would pass through normally.

Jenna adjusted her state, and while preparing the potion, Franca looked at the boundary of the labyrinth that showed no abnormalities and sighed with admiration:

"As expected of a demigod. I clearly know that the real surrounding area has been hidden by the 'Mirror Labyrinth,' yet I still can't find any problems."

In comparison, her "Mirror Labyrinth" couldn't reach this level.

Without waiting for Lu Mian to respond, she asked curiously:

"When do you plan to give Voisin Sanson's corpse to Ludwig?"

After Voisin Sanson died, because he had been deeply contaminated by fate power and continuing to stay in the special Mirror World was a quite dangerous thing, Lu Mian and the others didn't "spirit medium" him, only taking away his corpse.

Lu Mian thought for a moment and smiled slightly:

"Not in a hurry. Hook him bit by bit. Perhaps the ritual to advance to Sequence 3 of the 'Hunter' pathway also requires the cooperation of a team, and having such an Angel team member will reduce the requirement for quantity by a lot.

"Besides, whether it's you digesting the remaining 'Pain' potion or Jenna digesting the 'Pain' potion, you can use Ludwig. If you give him all the benefits at once now, how can you make him reluctant to leave?"

Seeing Lu Mian seriously considering turning back to Sequence 3 of the "Hunter" pathway, Franca felt a burst of joy and was quite gratified, her arms couldn't help but swing twice.

"Anthony is also about to become Sequence 5. It's just the final ritual preparation left," Lu Mian suddenly said.

"Er..." Franca was stunned. "When did this happen?"

"He told me yesterday. While you were pushing forward with matters related to the Witch Sect, he was also completing the task of Lady 'Justice.' He has already established initial contact with the 'Psychology Alchemists' and will naturally receive corresponding rewards. And he has been applying his 'Hypnosis' ability all along, including helping me. Digestion was completed some time ago," Lu Mian explained simply. "What he needs now is to contract a creature in the Spirit World to obtain the trait of keeping clear-headed in dreams. This can also be replaced by other methods. Ludwig's cooking might be able to help."

Franca smacked her lips:

"We don't care enough about Anthony..."

"For a 'Spectator,' he might not hope for you to care about him or pay attention to him too much," Lu Mian looked at the corner of the "Mirror Labyrinth." "Just like he is here now. If the situation is not right, he will immediately provide 'Pacification' for Jenna."

*He is here too? * Franca felt like she was hearing a ghost story.

At this time, Jenna, who had eaten the "Iced Lemon Fish Fillet," had prepared the "Pain" potion, which had a pitch-black base and green foam.

Lu Mian then raised his arms upward.

Behind Jenna, a crystal-clear ice pillar with multiple protrusions rose from the ground, preparing to serve as a stake.

Immediately after, Jenna handed the "Pain" potion to Lu Mian and climbed to the top of the ice pillar herself, letting Franca bind her body tightly and restrict her movements.

Flowers of scorching white fire-crows lit up around Lu Mian. They circled and flew out, landing on Jenna's body.

Jenna was quickly ignited, and her expression couldn't help but twist.

Lu Mian stepped on layers of ice-condensed stairs, arrived in front of Jenna, and poured the potion into the mouth of this companion.

Jenna's consciousness began to blur, and the pain in her body pulled at her, letting her maintain a last bit of clarity.

Lu Mian then drifted from the top of the ice stairs to the ground, sensing the surroundings intently.

He was waiting for Chrismana's phantom to arrive. Having lost Mr. "Fool's" seal, he could no longer enter the area around the "Samaritan Woman's Spring."

Franca kept watching Jenna, seeing Jenna's skin rapidly turn charred and black, seeing her face twist into a deformation, contorted with agony, her teeth no longer able to hold on, as she let out a painful sound.

This made Franca feel exceptionally distressed, seemingly more tormented than when she held this ritual herself.

Suddenly, Lu Mian's light blue eyes first dyed with iron-black color, then became silver-white with black.

He felt that Chrismana's phantom or residual consciousness had descended into the "Mirror Labyrinth," but he couldn't see it no matter what.

Jenna's thoughts drifted constantly, and in the process of losing herself, she recalled the pain and happiness of being with Lu Mian, and also recalled the experience of helping Franca with pleasure and the emotions in her heart, addicted because of enjoyment, clear-headed because of pain.

In such a state, Jenna no longer knew whether she had been watched by the "Primordial Witch." By the time she found part of her thoughts, the holy figure wearing a simple white robe that was blurry and hard to see clearly had already appeared before her eyes.

"Lady Chrismana," Jenna called out the other's name, and absorbing the lesson from last time, she seized the time and asked directly, "Why is it hated by the Primordial that pure female 'Witches' walk the 'Witch' pathway?"

Chrismana answered in a hollow voice:

"My mother hates those 'Witches' who don't experience the pain of changing gender, and she is also guarding against them."

"Why guard against them?" Jenna asked further.

Chrismana said exceptionally hollowly:

"Pure female 'Witches' will encounter a very terrifying thing after becoming Angels, or perhaps after becoming 'Unaging Witches.' Maybe they can survive, maybe they can't. If they can't, for my mother, this is a very big problem, and it cannot be allowed to appear."

Jenna was stunned and blurted out:

"Then you?"

Blood-colored threads suddenly appeared on Chrismana's blurry face, and the originally hollow voice suddenly carried a bit of suppression and pain:

"Therefore, I died..."

Before the words fell, the figure of this former "Disaster Witch," the true divine child, faded rapidly.

"What exactly is that terrifying thing?" Jenna grabbed the time.

Chrismana's phantom dissipated rapidly, leaving only half a sentence:

"That, Mirror World..."

Jenna woke up suddenly, seeing the charred skin on her body falling off piece by piece, and the ropes had been burned off at some point.

She immediately hid her figure and looked for a corner to change clothes.

*Hoo... * Seeing this, Franca instinctively exhaled the worry and torment she had been holding in her heart.

At the same time, she seemed to hear Lu Mian also exhale quietly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 896 =====