[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-ring-of-fate":3,"chapter-the-ring-of-fate-the-ring-of-fate-chapter-902":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},2298871,4496,"Chapter 902: History (Final Two Days—Request Monthly Tickets)","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-902",902,"\u003Cp>Outside an abandoned castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician waited a while with Lu Mi, then followed the spiritual prompting, stepped forward, and arrived at a certain interior location, stopping before a vermilion door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock, knock, knock—knock, knock, knock—knock, knock, knock—the holder of the Major Arcana knocked three times in succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several seconds, a calm voice came from inside:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words were spoken, the vermilion door slowly swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi immediately saw the heavy curtains, sunlight struggling through their gaps to cast golden light over parts of the room, illuminating floating dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the side untouched by sunlight, a black coffin rested quietly instead of the usual bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite the coffin, near the sunlight, the desk was piled high with letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the desk sat a man in loose pajamas, who had just set down his gold-nibbed, black-bodied fountain pen and folded a sheet covered in words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man rose and walked toward the door, his back to the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi, having gained darkvision through the Witch path, clearly saw the man’s appearance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around forty, medium build, skin a bronze hue, clean-shaven, black hair and brown eyes, soft features, eyes carrying an indescribable weariness, a small black mole beneath his right ear—visible only upon close inspection…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good afternoon, Mr. Azk.” The Lady Magician greeted the man respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi followed suit with similar words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spoke in Ancient Fursak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man called Azk suddenly looked dazed, as if in an instant he had received vast amounts of information from the Spirit Realm and his own subconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded, his voice soft:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your help, allowing me to awaken earlier and granting my soul a degree of healing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This young friend made the main contribution,” the Lady Magician pointed to Lu Mi beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then introduced Lu Mi:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Mr. Azk Egges, the son of the Death God from the Fourth Era and former governor of the Bailing Empire.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Son of the Death God, former Death Governor of the Bailing Empire… Lu Mi suddenly recalled fragments of the Fool Church’s holy scripture:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Angel of Death is the being who has followed my Lord longest, the governor of the Underworld…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this man be the Angel of Death beside the Fool’s throne? Lu Mi greeted him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Witch,” Azk glanced at Lu Mi and nodded slightly. “You carry the scent of the source of the River Styx.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angel of Death calls that river connecting two worlds the source of the River Styx? Lu Mi blinked and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That is the seal of the Stygian Man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Stygian Man…” Azk murmured to himself, as if unfamiliar with this entity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician smiled and changed the subject:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Azk, we’ve come to visit you today primarily to ask some questions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk glanced toward the corridor outside the door:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s walk through the castle. We can talk as we go—this place holds important memories from a chapter of my life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course,” the Lady Magician stepped aside to let him pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi and she followed the suspected Angel of Death, Mr. Azk, down the corridor and up the stairs step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, ancient wall sconces embedded in the walls lit one after another, burning pale and cold flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi saw oil paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor: some depicted Azk himself, but with livelier expressions, even a smile on his lips; others showed beautiful ladies with coiffed hair and several children playfully teasing a wild deer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk’s gaze slowly swept over the paintings, pausing occasionally, before finally speaking to the Lady Magician and Lu Mi after a long while:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you wish to ask?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician wore a purple-tinted mage’s robe today; she asked directly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Azk, do you know why the Primordial Witch sought out your father, the Death God of the Fourth Era, after the War of the Four Emperors? Did you notice anything unusual about the Primordial Witch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this question, Lu Mi first froze, then realized:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—he was a firsthand witness to those late Fourth Era events. Who else could they ask?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly was an ancient angel who had lived over a thousand years…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician was probably similar, but my spiritual intuition tells me she’s still young…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk recalled for several seconds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Between the end of the War of the Four Emperors and the start of the Pale Plague, over a hundred years passed. The Primordial Witch’s arrival occurred roughly in the middle. We never knew what exactly He discussed with my father; I only know He declared His intent to avenge the Blood Emperor, to bring down all seven gods of the North Continent, and to retrieve the sealed bodies of Trill and the Blood Emperor from beneath the earth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this love? Two against seven, all to avenge the Blood Emperor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—had the Primordial Witch truly succeeded, the Mirror World would no longer be sealed and would reveal all its flaws. Yet today’s Witch Cult seems to have no such intention; they even want to nail the coffin lid tighter, preventing those ‘Mirror People’ from achieving their goals…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, wasn’t it truly the Death God who delivered the final blow to the Blood Emperor? The uniqueness of the Red Priestess fell into the hands of the Death God, and beneath Trill lies the Spring of the Samaritan Woman… Lu Mi felt strong doubts rising but did not interrupt Mr. Azk’s narration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Undoubtedly, the Primordial Witch is the most captivating woman in this world. Every living being who sees Him is inevitably enchanted—this includes me, my siblings, even the undead of the Underworld; even our father could not avoid being partially drawn in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The undead are also drawn to the Primordial Witch? That’s already enchantment on the level of concept and authority…” The Lady Magician remarked, “Was your father, the Death God of the Fourth Era, ultimately swayed by the Primordial Witch to forcibly absorb the Red Priestess uniqueness?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Mi had gained some understanding of the connection between the Death God and the Red Priestess uniqueness while reading the “0—01” sealing records, but this was his first clear exposure to the essence of the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As thoughts raced through his mind, Azk shook his head slightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Primordial Witch’s manipulation was likely one reason, but I don’t believe it was the primary one—otherwise, my father wouldn’t have waited decades before acting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician hummed, repeating her earlier question:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you notice anything unusual about the Primordial Witch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk passed by one of the oil paintings and lightly traced his finger along its surface:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every time I encountered the Primordial Witch, I was lost in enchantment—how could I possibly detect any flaw in Him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I must mention an anomaly, there were a few occasions when His charm was slightly weaker than usual—likely because He deliberately restrained His allure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Witch, Lu Mi knew that a Witch’s natural charisma and deliberate restraint produced two distinct states; but after his experience with the fake Black Witch, he suspected other possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lady Magician paused, then changed the subject:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Azk, are you aware of the primordial phoenix corpse deep within the Underworld?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk turned his head to look at the two women:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father believed it was a waste to let ancient god corpses simply decay. He thought they could serve greater purposes—such as helping him better and more completely control the Underworld, or granting him, as the Death God, greater power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Necromancers in the Death domain never reject powerful corpses that can be controlled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Lady Magician could ask further, Mr. Azk added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father also mentioned that the primordial phoenix corpse concealed certain secrets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Secrets?” The Lady Magician asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk stepped forward:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He never told me the specifics, only that the event in the late Second Era where the Ancient Sun God killed the primordial phoenix was false—more accurately, the process was correct, but the outcome was wrong: the primordial phoenix was only severely wounded by the Ancient Sun God, not killed outright. He fled to the South Continent and went into hiding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes—if the Ancient Sun God had truly killed the primordial phoenix, its divine corpse would not have reached the Death God and appeared in the Underworld, unless He orchestrated it all along,” the Lady Magician agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Similarly, the Giant King Ormir did not die on the spot—he apparently escaped, and before dying, passed his power to his eldest son, later known as the War God, Bardhail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this connected to Oumibela? Hmm—the two ancient gods who weren’t killed outright by the Ancient Sun God both seem linked to Oumibela: one’s corpse laid eggs, now hatching Oumibela; the other is Oumibela’s husband… Lu Mi glanced at the Lady Magician, received her permission, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Azk, what is the connection between the primordial phoenix and the Harvest Goddess Oumibela?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was born in the Fourth Era; my knowledge of Second Era history comes only from occasional remarks by my father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, He smiled at Lu Mi:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, I should give you a reward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As He raised His right hand slightly, a flood of white bones surged from the ground, forming a massive skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skeleton respectfully offered a gleaming Ruin gold pound to Mr. Azk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azk took the coin and presented it to Lu Mi:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this an acceptable reward?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” Lu Mi replied sincerely, accepting the lucky coin bearing the Qixi  of the Fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps: Last two days—please vote for monthly tickets~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps2: Recommend a book—a wasteland novel about a modern man who awakens after a long sleep in a wasteland, transforming it and rebuilding human glory. The writing is quite interesting, with novel settings; the title is “Wasteland Development Diary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1650,"2026-06-20T06:22:37.987Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4b3e22a330d5a8d531e42a7fafc8f133ec6d8c94377f3dbf5c7b431288f40bea","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-903","the-ring-of-fate-chapter-901",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-ring-of-fate-cover.jpg"]