Chapter 982

Facing the giant fire snake slashed out by Lu Mian, Zarathul's historical void image had not yet fully detached from the fog of history and could not make an effective response, while the countless transparent worms within the dark vortex of Zarathul's true body simply watched without taking any action.

Before the highly compressed crimson fire snake could truly reach Zarathul's true body, it abruptly changed direction, veering to the side as if unwilling to clash with this complete Mythical Creature.

This was the power of a "Miracle."

The wish Zarathul had previously made—"no one shall disturb me"—was still valid and in effect!

Although Lu Mian possessed a certain degree of divinity and the power of the wish failed to prevent him from leaving the "Land of Mysteries" and returning to this area behind the mirror, it could still make him unable to directly affect Zarathul's true body, causing all his attacks to bypass the target.

Just at this moment, Lu Mian suddenly raised his head.

But he was not looking at Zarathul's Mythical Creature form; he was looking at the glass mirror surface not far from Zarathul.

His eye, which had been covered in a blood mist due to ruptured capillaries, turned completely iron-black, reflecting the glass mirror surface that represented the exit, reflecting the pale spot upon it.

This was the weakness of the mirror itself.

Following that, Lu Mian, with a silver-white ear clip on his left ear and his black hair gently drifting, revealed a smile and raised the "Sword of Courage" in his hand.

The giant fire snake that had bypassed Zarathul's true body changed direction accordingly, fiercely pouncing toward the pale spot on the glass mirror surface.

The distance between the two was extremely short; before Zarathul's true body could react, the highly compressed crimson fire snake hit the target area.

Zarathul's vortex head, composed of countless worms, turned toward that spot, seemingly somewhat stunned by Lu Mian's choice.

Once the mirror surface shattered, the corresponding area behind the mirror would disintegrate along with it. If the people and objects at that location failed to use the mirror tunnel to escape in time, they would be swallowed by the turbulence of the mirror world and dragged into its depths. For a Beyonder without a complete Mythical Creature form—namely Lu Mian—the danger there was fatal!

For an angel with a complete Mythical Creature form, unless they were of the "Door" pathway or "Mother" pathway, the depths of the mirror world were a place they were unwilling to step into easily.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mian laughed even more crazily:

I never intended to attack you at all!

My goal from the start was to shatter the mirror corresponding to this area, dragging you into the depths of the mirror world, into the dangerous space-time turbulence!

And in order not to let you perceive my true intention, I pretended to attack you directly, and that strange interference helped me save quite a bit of spirituality. Otherwise, even as a "Pyromaniac" wearing the "Lie" ear clip, trying to change the direction of the fire snake midway would have been very strenuous and consumed a lot!

Boom—!

The crimson giant snake, carrying the effects of "Harvest" and "Full-Power Strike," exploded violently at the weak point on the inner side of the mirror, kicking up a violent gale.

In the gale, the sound of "Crack!" was drowned out; the mirror instantly shattered into fragments, and the entire area behind the mirror collapsed with a roar.

This void, dark world crumbled.

Neither Lu Mian nor Zarathul's true body managed to enter that spiderweb-like illusory tunnel, plunging suddenly toward the dark depths where no bottom could be seen and no destination was known.

The disintegration of this mirror world also brought intense tremors to the fog of history that had previously permeated this place; Zarathul's historical void image vanished into nothingness before it could be fully dragged out.

In the rapid descent, Lu Mian's body became very light, significantly slowing his falling speed.

He could already see the dark storm that seemed capable of tearing everything apart raging below, and he was about to be swept into it.

He triggered the black mark on his right shoulder and vanished into the current void with a "swish."

His figure did not appear in the outside world; he did not use the "Mother" pathway's control over the mirror world or the "Spirit World Traversal" ability from the severed-hand brother to escape this dangerous place before being swept into the space-time turbulence. He "blinked" to Zarathul's side.

Invisible spider threads emerged, binding the worm vortex wearing the black formal suit layer by layer.

After Lu Mian escaped the "Land of Mysteries," he had been secretly creating spider threads, letting them surround Zarathul's true body. Once the area behind the mirror disintegrated, these transparent spider threads immediately entangled the target, ignoring the pollution and influence the Mythical Creature form brought to himself, and made contact with Zarathul's true body.

It was precisely by relying on this contact, by relying on the "Mother" spider threads to provide positioning, that Lu Mian could find Zarathul's true body in this chaotic and dangerous space-time and "teleport" to His side.

Those spider threads sluggishly entangled Zarathul, and Lu Mian, located beside Him, followed the pull of the threads, closed his eyes, and slashed the "Sword of Courage" at the worm vortex wearing the black formal suit.

The crimson flames on this iron-black straight sword silently turned pitch-black, binding violence and madness.

"Flame of Destruction"!

And as Lu Mian closed the distance between himself and Zarathul's true body, even though he closed his eyes, his thinking became sluggish, and the "Sword of Courage" he slashed out slowed down significantly.

This was the pollution brought by the Mythical Creature form; this was also a form of marionettization.

Zarathul currently needed 20 seconds to initially control a target's "Spirit Body Thread," but after adding the impact and pollution of the Mythical Creature form, it only took 7 seconds!

And from the moment Lu Mian escaped the "Land of Mysteries," He had been secretly distracted, manipulating the other party's "Spirit Body Thread"!

"As expected... it is like this..." On Lu Mian's bright and beautiful face, the crazy smile did not disappear.

He triggered the black mark on his right shoulder once again.

And he was currently bound to Zarathul's true body by the invisible spider threads.

In other words, his "teleportation" would carry Zarathul along with him!

He wanted to "go" somewhere together with Zarathul!

Zarathul suddenly had a premonition of danger, abandoned the manipulation of Lu Mian's "Spirit Body Thread," and was about to use a "Paper Figurine Substitute" to break free from the spider threads' binding and use a "Faceless" sealed artifact He carried to leave this area that was about to be swallowed by space-time turbulence.

At this moment, inside a certain illusory tunnel in the mirror world, Bei Er Na Dai, sitting on a green pea vine, was making a phone call while looking at a mirror.

That mirror was a substitute Lu Mian had created for himself, and it had a very close connection with him. It was precisely by relying on this connection and the abilities of the "Hermit" pathway that Bei Er Na Dai could monitor every move on the battlefield.

She suddenly extended her right hand and made a virtual wiping motion toward the dark crown she had taken out again.

A large number of gems on that crown lit up simultaneously, using Lu Mian's mirror to "chaos" the corresponding space-time.

Zarathul first turned into a paper figurine, then His true body reappeared in the same position, still bound by the spider threads.

This was the last bit of help Bei Er Na Dai could provide.

Lu Mian's figure disappeared into the dark void that was about to be swallowed by space-time turbulence, carrying Zarathul along with him.

The two appeared on the surface of the large screen on the hotpot restaurant's stage and penetrated through it.

Zarathul immediately saw the private room belonging to Him and His companions, saw table after table of customers eating hotpot.

Fortunately, it's not the police department... Zarathul immediately shrank the worm vortex, quickly turning back into a white-haired, elderly man.

He was worried that His Mythical Creature form would cause massive casualties and madness in the public setting of the hotpot restaurant. If that happened, He would inevitably be captured by the dream's main consciousness, forcibly kicked out, or turned into a marionette; this could no longer be avoided by relying on historical projections.

Zarathul had just recovered His human form when He suddenly saw a pair of eyes, deep brown eyes.

Those were the eyes belonging to Zhou Mingrui.

Zhou Mingrui was sitting at a table not far from the stage, watching in a daze as Zarathul and a beautiful, bright woman with blood on her face walked out of the screen, feeling that the former had a dangerous aura lingering on Him, as if He had just escaped a state capable of killing everyone in the hotpot restaurant.

This deeply stimulated him; the goose intestines he was holding with his chopsticks, not yet placed into the pot, froze in mid-air.

Outside the hotpot restaurant, the sky at seven in the evening was still bright.

Zarathul's gaze froze instantly.

The next second, He turned His head to look at Lu Mian.

One of Lu Mian's eyes had lost its focus, hazy and confused, while the other was blue with blood-colored mist permeating it.

He put away the "Sword of Courage," the corners of his mouth curling up, revealing a smile that was both dangerous and beautiful toward Zarathul.

Both of them felt pain simultaneously, as if they were being firmly entangled by invisible tentacles and were being forcibly dragged away from the world they relied on for survival.

Their thoughts were also rapidly becoming sluggish and stuttering.

Lu Mian, confirming that the situation was as he had expected, smiled even more happily.

Zarathul did not put up more resistance, as that would result in Him being unable to enter the dream again later.

He took a deep look at the "Despair Witch" in front of Him and followed the force kicking Him out of the dream to leave this world.

Lu Mian was the same.

Clap, clap, clap—enthusiastic applause suddenly came from all directions in the hotpot restaurant.

Regardless of whether the scene of the beauty and the old man walking out of the screen just now was magic or the application of virtual reality technology, it was worth cheering for!

What the audience did not notice was that behind Zarathul, a door of illusion appeared covertly, and Ludwig, wearing a child's formal suit, walked out.

People and objects banished by the "Faceless" ability, once the time is up, do not return to their original positions, but to the side of the person who used the "Banishment" ability.

Ludwig took a look at Lu Mianna and Zarathul in front, quickly letting his mouth return to its original appearance.

He walked to the front and took Lu Mianna's hand.

Lu Mianna remembered that this was her child. Under Ludwig's guidance, she left the stage and walked toward the back of the hotpot restaurant—that was where the face-changing actors rested.

Zarathul looked at His position in confusion, and amidst the audience's applause, He also walked off the stage and headed toward the second floor.

After walking seven or eight steps, He saw the stairs, and for some reason, His mood suddenly became pleasant.

Just at this moment, He heard a "Bang" sound.

A dim, greenish bullet flew from somewhere above and hit the side of His head.

On the surface of the glass window in the corner of the second floor, Franca's figure appeared faintly.

Located in the blind spot of the surveillance, she had already extended the "Gun of Certainty" slightly out of the glass mirror surface.

"Certain Death"!

At the same time the gun fired, Zarathul's pupils dilated suddenly, and His head exploded, red and white matter splashing in all directions.

Franca quickly retracted the "Gun of Certainty" and, using the remaining power of the "Ice Amulet," calmly left the current glass window.

If I can't kill your true body, can't I kill your dream image?

Without this current identity, let's see how you obtain money and resources, let's see how long it takes you to obtain a new identity and return to the dream city!

(End of Chapter)