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Chapter 876: The Patient
Circle of Inevitability

876 The Patient

Lumian knew that the figure before him was Amon. Although Amon's appearance differed somewhat from Monette and the other Amons, the monocle over his right eye and his overall demeanor and aura unmistakably confirmed his identity.

But why was Amon here? And why did he call himself Termiboros?

Lumian clearly saw those silver and black beams of light emerging from within himself, from the shattered seal of Mr. Fool. How did they transform into Amon?

This was why Lumian had frozen in place earlier.

Could it be that during their previous encounters, Amon had secretly bypassed Mr. Fool's seal, hidden inside him, and replaced Termiboros?

If so, what had Mr. Fool's seal actually been for?

Despite his shock and confusion, Lumian suppressed these emotions because he had more urgent matters to attend to.

He stood up, ready to pick up the Sword of Courage and use the Mirror Traversal ability of the Black Tear to reach Franca, Jenna, and the others, to help them fight Higdon.

Meanwhile, Voisin Sanson and Harrison stood frozen like statues.

Amon, who claimed to be Termiboros, raised His hand to stop Lumian.

He glanced at the transparent boundary showing the battle between Franca, the others, and Higdon, and smiled, saying, "I've fixed their fate for the next ten minutes so they won't die. You still have some time. As for what happens after ten minutes, that's up to your choices."

Lumian refocused on Amon, removing the Black Tear forehead accessory and tucking it into the separate space within his Traveler's Bag to prevent any further negative effects. In a low voice, he asked, "What choices?"

Without waiting for Amon's response, he couldn't help but ask another question, "When did you become Termiboros?"

As he spoke, Lumian temporarily put away the Devil's Whispers bone ring.

Amon's lips curled slightly. "A long, long time ago. By the time you first learned that name, Termiboros was already me."

At this, the former King of Angels' smile took on a hint of mockery.

"In that dream in Cordu Village, the Warlock symbolized the power of inevitability. The Warlock's death and burial in the tomb symbolized the loss of the true owner of that power-the real Termiboros. The owl guarding the tomb and the Warlock's body symbolized an outsider seeking this power. The other you, accompanying the owl, symbolized the inherent depravity within everyone.

"Pallez couldn't even decipher this, yet he calls himself a Cryptologist? Just because I changed my symbolic form, He couldn't recognize me?

"Has he already begun aging prematurely at such a young age?"

Lumian didn't know who Pallez was, but he understood the implications of Amon's explanation.

The first time he had heard about depravity was from a Secrets Suppliant. That knowledge came with the potion. The second time was in the honorific name of the True Creator worshiped by the Aurora Order.

And Amon had a very close relationship with that individual.

This meant the True Creator's influence on the Cordu incident was much deeper than Lumian had imagined. It wasn't just a matter of sending a few lizard-like elves to nudge events along!

Rage that even an Ascetic couldn't suppress burned within Lumian. He squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat, "Was the Cordu disaster the plan formulated by you two?"

Amon pinched His right eye's monocle, not directly answering Lumian's question.

He pulled a piece of paper from the void and read it in the tone of a report, "Patient: Lumian Lee, male, claims to be born on September 26, 1340, a native of Cordu in Riston Province, Intis Republic.

"Diagnosis: Strong self-destructive tendencies, loss of ability to respond to others' emotions.

"Cause Analysis: Experiences as a street urchin made the patient distrustful of his surroundings, developing habits of self-neglect to survive, abandoning certain societal morals. Aurore Lee's care, sympathy, love, supervision, and interdependent life helped the patient initially heal from that phase, reestablishing social connections and gradually becoming a normal person.

"The disaster at Cordu Village and Aurore's death shattered the patient's rebuilt life, bringing more severe pain and despair, making him afraid to desire or respond to others' emotions, fearing loss again, thus fostering strong self-destructive tendencies.

"First Phase Treatment Plan:

"Step 1: Emphasize the possibility of Aurore Lee's resurrection to give the patient motivation to live.

"Step 2: Arrange for the patient to stay at the Auberge du Coq Doré in the Trier market district, where many people at the bottom of society can effectively evoke the patient's empathy.

"Step 3: Force the patient to form connections with Celia Bello and others through events, preparing to rebuild social connections.

"Step 4: Use the undercover mission in the Iron and Blood Cross Order to make the patient meet Franca Roland. Franca Roland's background is similar to Aurore's, and her cheerful personality can effectively lower the psychological walls the patient has built, making her the most important candidate for re-establishing social connections.

"Step 5: Coordinate with the Tarot Club's Justice and Susie for treatment, reasonably allowing certain events to happen to aid in improving psychological conditions:

"Early Stage: Use the patient's sympathy for the unemployed Charlie and the street girls Ethans allow his help to yield positive results, giving him positive feedback.

"Mid Stage: Ensure the patient encounters Celia Bello after setbacks, receiving companionship and comfort, and using the self-indulgent yet unintentional behavior he chooses to relieve accumulated emotions.

"Late Stage: Bring inevitable events forward at the most appropriate time, with some events potentially occurring before mid-stage treatment:

"These include:

"1. Susanna Mattise targeting Charlie again, having the Bliss Society abduct him to Underground Trier. This would allow the patient to vaguely sense the Sufferer's presence, feel anger, and through these events, strengthen his connections with Franca, Celia, and Charlie, initially rebuilding social ties;

"2. The madman Flameng, whose situation most resembles the patient's, hangs himself after losing all hope and motivation for life despite the patient's help. This strongly resonates with the patient, giving him a huge shock, triggering his rebellious spirit and stubbornness;

"3. Scavenger Ruhr, unfortunately getting affected by the indiscriminate influence of cultists, contracts a severe illness. The patient's efforts to help end in failure, with Ruhr's wife, Michel, losing hope and choosing to indulge once by having a hearty meal and singing loudly before hanging herself at dawn. This similar fate and predestined outcome thoroughly ignite the patient's emotions, making him want to fight against the unfairness of fate, wanting to challenge everything.

"4. The explosion at the chemical plant where Celia Bello's mother worked, acting as the final catalyst.

"First Phase Treatment Result: The patient's self-destructive tendencies significantly reduced, re-established social connections, regained some motivation to live, and can now handle more events."

As Amon read the "report" in an even tone, Lumian felt his heart sink, growing colder with each word.

It was like being doused with cold water as a street urchin, the chill spreading from his head to his toes, extinguishing all his hope and pride like a candle flame.

His indignation, his rebellion against fate-all of them seemed like a joke, shattered into pieces and ground into the dirt by those in power.

At this moment, Lumian felt completely numb.

Half of him burned with uncontrollable anger and the self-destructive urge to drag the report writer to death with him. The other half once again felt the despair and pain from when Aurore had pushed him away to face death alone.

Amon finally finished reading the first phase treatment report and looked at Lumian with a smile, seemingly waiting for a response.

Lumian's body hunched slightly, and his voice erupted from the depths of his soul, filled with agony, "Why? Why me?"

Amon smiled and said, "The Fool's aura and Aurore's foolish choice made you a good test subject, capable of bearing many things and verifying the initial experimental results.

"That's one reason. The other is if you truly self-destruct, won't my role as Termiboros be exposed? How can I deceive those outside and make Them place heavy bets?

"Only by slowly absorbing and digesting Termiboros' Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics within The Fool's seal and changing pathways will it be most hidden and least likely to be discovered."

Lumian's mind was in chaos, his emotions exploding, even the Conspirer's abilities were hard to use. He could only ask instinctively, "In that large ceremony with the padre, did not only Termiboros descend but also you? Did you intentionally seal yourself with the injured Termiboros into my body?"

Amon nodded lightly and smiled. "Thanks to your gifts, it helped me open the return path and gave me such a present."

Lumian fell silent, involuntarily breathing heavily as if the air here was too thin, and he had to force himself to breathe deeply. "Previously, the Sufferer hidden around me, who was it?"

Amon shook His head. "Haven't you guessed it yet? You should have heard His name, the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros."

The Angel of Fate, Ouroboros... Lumian was stunned, but it seemed to make sense.

This was the King of Angels who had once followed the Ancient Sun God and was currently serving the True Creator as mentioned by Mr. K during his preaching.

Lumian instinctively gritted his teeth, his voice squeezing out through the gaps, "Did you have a chance to save Aurore back then?"

Amon smiled. "Do you want to hear the answer?"

He glanced at the paper in His hand, seemingly preparing to read new content that might contain all the answers.

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    Chapter 881: Three Times

    Voisin Sanson felt there was no warmth in the voice's laughter, and he suddenly shuddered, snapping back to reality.

    His first reaction was to quickly teleport out of this area, because Lumian had become a potion pathway demigod, and still had three companions assisting him. Meanwhile, Sanson's ally, the other demigod Higdon, had been completely killed by Lumian in a very short time.

    No matter how devoutly he believed in the great Circle of Inevitability, no matter how urgently he longed to rescue Lord Termiboros, the Angel of Inevitability, today, Voisin Sanson was not so blind as to misread the current situation.

    He knew he only had two choices: stay and fight to the death, or flee quickly and wait for another opportunity.

    At this moment, it was not difficult to decide which to choose.

    As the black mark on his body activated, Voisin Sanson's figure disappeared from where he stood.

    The next second, he appeared dozens of meters away, facing a dark, transparent, almost glass-like barrier ahead.

    The barrier flickered in and out of visibility, sealing off an area the size of a plaza.

    Lumian, his body now slightly slimmer, held the huge iron-black straight sword and did not stop Voisin Sanson's attempt. He only said in a slightly mocking tone, "This is the special mirror world, and a demigod-level Demoness can utilize the power of this world to some extent.

    "If you want to break the mirror barrier and 'teleport' out, there's only one way- defeat me, kill me."

    Voisin Sanson struggled for a moment but failed to succeed. He had no choice but to turn around and face Lumian.

    Then he saw the other reveal a beautiful but dangerous smile.

    Lumian did not act immediately, because he was listening to the beating of his own heart.

    The seal of Mr. Fool on him had lost its effect, but Amon had left some power in the original position, preventing the soul fragments of Aurore and others from leaking out and perishing completely.

    Of course, this was only a temporary restriction. In two or three days at most, the seal would completely dissipate.

    And because of the vast difference in strength between the two seals, Lumian felt that the distance between himself and his sister had shortened considerably, as if he could hear her voice and receive her thoughts.

    Thump, thump, thump.

    That heartbeat was familiar and warm.

    "Do you see? Voisin Sanson is right in front of us, that heretic who always made you have nightmares, who scared you into fleeing Trier.

    "Do you see? He's afraid."

    Lumian whispered these two sentences with a gentle expression, then raised his head and cast his gaze toward Voisin Sanson.

    During this process, he teleported several times in succession, changing his position to prevent Voisin Sanson's attacks from affecting him.

    Lumian slightly arched his back and gripped the Sword of Courage with both hands.

    The next second, his figure suddenly faded, blinking to the front of Voisin Sanson, seemingly intending to ignore the other's counterattack and forcibly cleave the target in two.

    Voisin Sanson did not hesitate because of how beautiful this image was or how alluring this figure was. Relying on the endurance ability of an Ascetic, he concentrated dark green light in his eyes.

    As the beam surged forth, Lumian had already become transparent, turning into a mirror.

    Smack!

    Just as the mirror shattered, Lumian's figure appeared behind Voisin Sanson, maintaining the downward slashing motion with the iron-black straight sword.

    Voisin Sanson quickly let the semi-transparent figure resembling himself emerge, staring at Lumian.

    But Lumian's figure suddenly became illusory, as if reflected in a mirror.

    At the same time, Lumian materialized above Voisin Sanson's head, holding the iron-black straight sword burning with white-blue flames; he completed the last motion of this attack with a jumping slash.

    Clang!

    The Sword of Courage struck the junction between Voisin Sanson's neck and shoulder, directly cleaving open the skin and flesh gleaming with metallic luster, staining it with bright red blood.

    Immediately after, a violent explosion occurred, and Voisin Sanson's body was about to be torn apart.

    At this moment, Lumian was slightly dazed, while Voisin Sanson instantly returned to his original state, teleporting to the other side of the sealed area.

    Lumian did not pursue closely, but turned his body to face the white-haired fatalist and said with a smile, "First time.”

    Voisin Sanson immediately felt his scalp tingle, understanding that the other meant he had already killed him once, with many more times to come.

    He immediately activated a contract ability called "Phantom".

    He suddenly split into dozens of copies of himself, and each Voisin Sanson seemed capable of teleporting, appearing in different positions and corners of the sealed area.

    They simultaneously raised their right hands, their eyes reflecting the corresponding mercury-colored illusory river of Lumian.

    This could be either Magnified Fate or Fate Exchange!

    And Lumian seemed unable to distinguish which Voisin Sanson was real, unable to effectively prevent it.

    Lumian's light blue eyes smiled without mirth.

    He glanced at the Sword of Courage and found that Voisin Sanson's blood, which should have stained it, had disappeared, as if returning to the body of that Circle Inhabitant.

    Lumian was not surprised. He suddenly threw the Sword of Courage, hurling it towards the center of the sealed area.

    The huge iron-black straight sword fell to the ground like a cannonball.

    Rumble!

    A massive explosion suddenly occurred, shaking even the special mirror world, and white-blue flames quickly covered every inch of ground and every bit of air in the sealed area.

    This was why Lumian had limited the battlefield to the size of a plaza.

    The phantoms created by Voisin Sanson were quickly destroyed. After struggling to resist for two seconds, his true body shattered, triggering the Circle Inhabitant effect.

    Lumian himself was also engulfed by the explosion, the flames scorching his skin, the shockwave tearing at his body.

    Then, he turned into a mirror.

    The mirror immediately shattered.

    As the explosion quickly subsided, Lumian looked at Voisin Sanson, who was far away from him, and smiled more obviously.

    "Second time."

    His clear light blue eyes, like highland lakes, still held no mirth.

    As he spoke, invisible spider silk extended from Lumian's body, binding the hilt of the Sword of Courage and dragging it back.

    Realizing that the area-of-effect attack of the iron-black straight sword could completely cover this area, and that none of his contract abilities were sufficient to withstand such an explosion, Voisin Sanson was overcome with a feeling called despair.
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      Although before chasing here, he had already canceled the previous Circle Inhabitant effect and waited for the restriction to end, resetting the same Circle Inhabitant with nine more chances to trigger, now with seven left, if Lumian were to throw that iron-black straight sword again and again, repeating the area-of-effect explosion from earlier, he didn't think seven Circle Inhabitant effects would have much significance.

      Unless that iron-black straight sword needed some time between such attacks.

      Voisin Sanson dared not gamble. He chose to end the Circle Inhabitant effect on himself.

      His right hand pressed towards Lumian's approaching figure from a distance, and silver-white lines with black edges appeared in his eyes.

      These lines twisted like snakes, framing Lumian's figure in the middle, then quickly connected head to tail.

      Voisin Sanson wanted to make Lumian a Circle Inhabitant!

      Different types of Circle Inhabitant effects didn't need to wait for restrictions to end.

      And in the same time period, Voisin Sanson, at only Sequence 4, could maintain only one "Circle".

      His preset condition now was that if Lumian made any move to attack him, it would trigger the Circle Inhabitant effect, resetting the state of this Demoness of Despair-such harsh conditions couldn't be placed on an area-of-effect Circle Inhabitant, and would be suppressed by the target's level, not achieving the best effect, unlike the area-of-effect Circle Inhabitant which could affect even Angel-level Beyonders.

      The Inevitability power Voisin Sanson attached to this Circle Inhabitant could only maintain three cycles. Once it exceeded three times and started the fourth, the destined fate would arrive.

      Of course, what exactly this destined fate would be needed to be chosen by Voisin Sanson himself.

      Because he had to complete this "Circle" quickly, otherwise Lumian could launch an attack first, Voisin Sanson had no time to discern carefully. He just glanced and chose a tributary from Lumian's illusory mercury-colored long river, placing it into the circle.

      It was the tributary of the Mirror People being hostile to this Demoness of Despair, which could help Voisin Sanson destroy the surrounding mirror barriers, giving him a chance to teleport and escape.

      The worse the destined fate, the worse the final result, the more Inevitability power Voisin Sanson had to invest, and the longer it would take to complete the Circle Inhabitant, which was not suitable for the current situation.

      As soon as this "circle" was completed, Lumian immediately had a spiritual intuition and put down the Sword of Courage in his hand, no longer advancing.

      Seeing this, Voisin Sanson instinctively concentrated dark green light in his eyes.

      Those two beams shot out like light, instantly falling on Lumian, who once again turned into a mirror, his body materializing not far from his original position.

      Seeing this, Voisin Sanson suddenly froze.

      Why didn't Harrison and I think of using this method to trap Lumian when facing his attacks?

      That way we could have resolved the battle faster, without needing to be killed several times...

      And now, he still had who knows how many Mirror Substitutions.

      Voisin Sanson quickly decided to provoke Lumian to attack. His eyes once again lit up with a dark green hue.

      Just then, even with the endurance of an Ascetic, Voisin Sanson couldn't help but cough once, causing the dark green beam in his eyes to deviate from its target and fall on the distant mirror barrier.

      The barrier was slightly damaged but instantly repaired itself.

      Voisin Sanson began to feel his body weakening, each breath feeling like his airways were being scorched by flames.

      His spirituality was also rapidly depleting.

      Disease... I've been infected by the Demoness's disease! Voisin Sanson suddenly raised his head just in time to see Lumian reveal a mocking but beautiful smile.

      "Why did you think the explosion and incineration from earlier could directly kill my mystical pathogens?

      "They can persist for quite a while longer."

      Voisin Sanson's heart tightened, and he frantically attacked Lumian, but only managed to shatter three or four mirrors.

      And with each ineffective attack, Voisin Sanson grew more desperate. He seemed to already see the worst outcome approaching, yet was powerless to reverse it, only able to watch helplessly as the bell of death tolled.

      He even tried to metallize his body, but the disease could still infect him, eating into him.

      Cough, cough, cough!

      After many more attempts, Voisin Sanson finally lost the strength to stand. He collapsed to the ground, coughing violently as he fell.

      He no longer had the power to maintain the Circle Inhabitant effect on Lumian.

      Lumian walked step by step to the front of this Circle Inhabitant, looking down at him from above, and said with a mocking smile, "Only three times?"

      Voisin Sanson raised his head with difficulty, looking at that beautiful and cold face, feeling as if he was rapidly falling into a bottomless abyss.

      That feeling was the epitome of despair.

      Lumian bound Voisin Sanson with a spider web, suspending him in the air, then formed a sharp, thick ice pillar beneath him.

      "Goodbye, give my regards to your master," Lumian said softly, retracting all the spider silk.

      Pfft!

      Voisiin Sanson fell heavily, impaled by the ice pillar.

      His eyes bulged, and blood flowed beneath him.
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    Chapter 880: Walking Destruction

    In an instant, the figure became clear.

    Everyone present, including Higdon and Voisin Sanson, was stunned.

    The person had a slim face, light blue eyes resembling clear and dreamy lakes up in the highlands, a perfectly shaped nose, and lips neither too thick nor too thin. Her features were striking and graceful, with a peculiar sharpness that seemed to pierce through any defense of body and mind, straight to the soul, hitting its weakest spot.

    At the same time, she had a cold demeanor, her face void of any smile, as if she had just killed thousands of people. Her long, straight black hair gently floated in the aftermath of the explosion.

    At this moment, Franca recalled a description she had read before her transmigration: "Her beauty is aggressive..."

    As she pondered, Franca felt a strong sense of familiarity.

    Why does she look a bit like Lumian?

    No, not a bit, a lot-like Lumian feminized and beautified, with some Photoshopped editing...

    Right, she's holding the Sword of Courage!

    My spiritual intuition tells me she is Lumian!

    Demoness of Despair! Lumian escaped Voisin Sanson's pursuit, entered Morora, and without enough teammates to perform the Iron-blooded Knight ritual, chose to use the exiles there to advance to Demoness of Despair?

    That's ruthless... something Lumian would do...

    No, did he choose all the options I gave him? 1

    I must admit-more beautiful than I imagined...

    Uh, who helped him shatter the Black Tear?

    As Franca's thoughts raced, Jenna shouted in pleasant surprise, "Lumian!"

    The enchanted Higdon and Voisin Sanson snapped back to reality.

    Lumian's figure disappeared again, reappearing behind another Higdon.

    The Higdon covered in greenish-yellow mucus was prepared, instantly disintegrating into countless droplets.

    However, around him, an almost impermeable invisible web suddenly appeared.

    The web covered an area of about thirty meters, decaying rapidly while trapping and binding Higdon's greenish-yellow droplets.

    Silent, destructive black flames surged from the Demoness-form Lumian, igniting the nearly decayed web and engulfing every greenish-yellow fragment, stripping them of all spirituality.

    "Idiot!" Lumian cursed expressionlessly, his figure disappearing once more.

    I didn't continue attacking but used Charm to buy time to weave this web, anticipating your escape!

    Though Lumian used teleportation and invisibility, the black flames from his body did not extinguish.

    After burning the web and the trapped Higdon fragments, the flames quickly spread across most of the park-like ruins, igniting the pervasive disease in the air.

    Feeling the power of the disease and decay significantly diminishing, Franca didn't search for Lumian. Instead, she tacitly charged at Voisin Sanson.

    She sensed Lumian wanted to eliminate Higdon first, so they needed to hold off Voisin Sanson, the Circle Inhabitant, to prevent him from interfering in Lumian and Higdon's battle.

    Every moment counted!

    Jenna had a similar feeling, quickly hiding and circling around Voisin Sanson, ready to support Franca and Anthony.

    Among them, Anthony could inflict the most damage on a demigod!

    Anthony used Psychological Invisibility again, cautiously approaching Voisin Sanson.

    Voisin Sanson was still confused and fearful-he couldn't figure out where he went wrong trying to unseal and release Lord Termiboros, which allowed Lumian Lee to escape.

    For a devout follower of Inevitability, this was a mistake redeemable only by death.

    As soon as he regained control, Voisin Sanson hurried to the battlefield of Higdon and Lumian's companions, hoping to capture Lumian's teammates and force him back to save them, thus regaining control over him.

    Unexpectedly, Lumian had indeed returned, but as a Demoness, a demigod-level Demoness!

    If not for the fact that his lust-enhancing contract wasn't with a demigod creature and he had become a demigod-level Ascetic, he would have already lost control under that soul-piercing Charm.

    Quickly, Voisin Sanson spotted Lumian's figure, emerging behind the last Higdon.

    Voisin Sanson was about to teleport over and hunt him down when Franca's figure appeared behind him.

    Franca raised her left hand, adorned with a black iron spiked ring, her eyes glowing with two streaks of lightning.

    Psychic Piercing!

    Voisin Sanson's body shook slightly, his soul feeling a brief pain.

    Immediately, a transparent figure resembling him grew from his back, coldly gazing at Franca.

    Crack!

    Franca used her last Mirror Substitution, the fragments falling lifelessly to the ground.

    Simultaneously, Jenna appeared several meters to the side.

    She held a brown leather scroll, chanting a word in Hermes, "Sun!"

    The scroll burst into radiant sunlight, enveloping Voisin Sanson in its holy and fiery light.

    Though the power of Inevitability was not evil, corrupt, or dark, it contained a will that, for Sanson, was foreign and had to be expelled.

    Of course, after reaching the demigod level, Voisin Sanson's consciousness had been corrupted and influenced by that will, aligning more closely with its master, so the purification effect wouldn't be too significant. However, his contracted creatures included dark, evil, and corrupt types, some of which feared purification. So, under the sunlight, Voisin Sanson couldn't help but close his eyes, raise his right hand to shield his face, and black smoke sizzled from his body.

    As a demigod, Voisin Sanson wouldn't suffer severe damage from such Purification and would soon recover, but this gave Anthony a chance.

    Anthony stopped, raised his Winter is Coming revolver, and pulled the trigger after a simple aim.

    Bang!

    A dark yellow bullet flew toward Voisin Sanson.

    Sure Hit!

    Anthony wasn't sure if Voisin Sanson had a substitute ability, so he chose Sure Hit instead of Certain Death.

    Clang!

    The bullet hit Voisin Sanson, producing a metallic sound, tearing his clothes, and causing his skin and flesh to rupture.

    In the instant he was enveloped by sunlight, unsure of what he might encounter if he teleported away, Voisin Sanson activated a contract ability to metallize himself, enhancing his defense without amplifying the effect of the sunlight.

    If the next attack couldn't be stopped even with metallization, Voisin Sanson could trigger the Circle Inhabitant effect, resetting his body state.

    During the desperate blockade by Franca, Jenna, and Anthony, the last Higdon, seemingly foreseeing this, suddenly grew two greenish-yellow mucus-covered arms from his back, pushing out a dim green light at the Demoness of Despair, Lumian.

    Certain Death!

    The light hit Lumian's tall, perfect body but passed through.

    The figure wavered like ripples, quickly shattering--just an illusion.

    At this moment, multiple Lumian figures with black hair lightly floating appeared around Higdon, all wielding the Sword of Courage, slashing at the Sequence 4 demigod of the Order of All Extinction.
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      This was the demigod-level Demoness's utilization of the special mirror world, with each figure possibly being a mirror illusion or the real Lumian hidden among them!

      Higdon's body suddenly disintegrated into dim greenish light, indiscriminately using the Certain Death effect.

      This was both an area attack and an escape!

      At this moment, another Lumian appeared in midair.

      He held the Sword of Courage with both hands, descending heavily and stabbing the ground.

      Rumble!

      White-blue flames followed the violent explosion, quickly engulfing the area, consuming the dim greenish light striking the various Lumian figures, not giving them a chance to split into more Higdons.

      Immediately, the white-blue flames turned into silent black, igniting and devouring all spirituality in the area with a destructive presence.

      Smack!

      As the black flames receded, a fist-sized lump of greenish-yellow mucus fell to the ground.

      This was deliberately left by Lumian.

      He grabbed the mucus without fearing infection, holding it in his hand and smearing it on a mirror.

      His hand, covered in black flames, pressed onto it.

      The greenish-yellow mucus let out a shrill scream.

      In another dark ruin, another Higdon had just found Ludwig and was about to reach for the little boy with a ravenous expression when silent black flames bizarrely erupted from within him.

      He was quickly engulfed by the black flames, turning into lifeless liquid, dripping to the ground.

      After dealing with Higdon, Lumian teleported directly in front of Voisin Sanson, signaling Franca, Jenna, and Anthony, who had no Mirror Substitutes left, to retreat.

      In Voisin Sanson's eyes, just recovering from the fierce sunlight, the coldly beautiful Demoness curled her lips into a soul-capturing smile.

      Voisin Sanson froze for a moment, hearing a slightly magnetic, pleasant voice in his ear: "Hope your Circle Inhabitant effect still works; I don't want to kill you just once.”
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    Chapter 879: Demoness of Despair

    In the next two to three minutes, a large number of exiles poured into the square in front of the Knowledge Cathedral. Some, accidentally bumped into, chose to duel on the spot. Others quietly straightened their necks so they wouldn't be too crooked. Some sang loudly out of boredom, while others played a game of slapping each other...

    Lumian stood on the steps, holding the Beyonder characteristic of the Demoness of Despair, expressionless as he watched these exiled felons.

    Time is running out... Lumian silently whispered to himself, turning to look at the Knowledge Cathedral once more, but still did not see Archbishop Heraberg of Morora.

    Finally resigned, he turned his gaze back to the exiles, who almost filled the square.

    There were definitely more than thirty thousand.

    Lumian suddenly started laughing, his body trembling with mirth.

    Though he seemed to have many choices, considering environmental factors, time constraints, the current situation, and his own obsessions, only one path remained.

    The only road before him.

    After laughing for over ten seconds, Lumian, dressed in a white shirt, black vest, dark trousers, and laced shoes, stepped down from the steps and walked into the crowd.

    The exiles near the Knowledge Cathedral began to feel something was wrong. Their bodies weakened, and when they tried to slap their opponents, it felt more like caressing their faces.

    Some instinctively wanted to flee but found their legs powerless, their bodies heavy, moving only slowly.

    Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. White-blue fireballs shot out from around Lumian, flying over the exiles infected with mystical diseases and landing at the edges of the square, which the exiles strangely ignored.

    Rumble!

    The fireballs exploded simultaneously, surrounding the square in a hell of white flames. The temperature soared, and thick smoke billowed.

    Thud, thud, thud. Countless exiles, whose conditions had worsened, fell to the ground, watching as other felons with some strength left trampled over them. They stared at the white flames lighting up the sky, inching closer to them.

    Pain and despair quickly filled their hearts, consuming their sanity.

    Some wanted to call for help but could only make weak sounds.

    Rumble!

    Amid continuous explosions, Lumian walked out of the square, into the spreading sea of flames, and into the nearest street.

    Rumble!

    The houses on both sides of the street either collapsed under the white-blue fireballs or were directly ignited, rising into fierce flames like torches.

    The felons in the square fell one by one, feeling helpless against the disease, experiencing pain and despair, waiting for death.

    Lumian took out a glass bottle, placing the Beyonder characteristic of the Demoness of Despair, Plague Mother Serpent's bile, fragments of a Silver Hunter, blood of various plague victims, and fresh mistletoe into it one by one.

    Bubbles gurgled up, and the dark purple potion shimmered with a rosy light.

    Lumian gazed at the potion, laughing hoarsely. "Don't worry, I already know my insignificance. I will embrace despair and the path of the Demoness.

    "But this is to avoid being manipulated in the future, to choose my own ending!"

    With that, he walked forward, raising the bottle to his lips and tilting his head back to drink.

    The exiles still standing in the square suddenly felt their pain and despair condense into something tangible, turning into invisible threads extending toward the burning street, toward the figure with his back to them.

    They finally "awoke," but were too sick to fight the perpetrator. Some were even already engulfed by flames, burning their bodies.

    They saw the figure walking step by step among the burning buildings, walking through the hellish streets, under the bright red sky. His hair floated up, growing longer, blacker, and thicker.

    In the air, two stars seemed to light up, and the white-blue flames in the area suddenly turned pitch black.

    This blackness spread like a flood, quickly drowning all light, making the fiery hell quiet, deep, and dark.

    ...

    In the special mirror world, in the dark scene of the abandoned park where Franca and others fought against Higdon of the Order of All Extinction.

    Covered in greenish-yellow mucus, Higdon had split into four, each seeking different targets, while black flames of the Demoness burned quietly around Franca and Jenna.

    The black flames burned the spirituality of the disease but were dimmed by the decaying power, eventually extinguishing.

    If it weren't for discovering that Higdon's disease, having some spirituality, could be ignited by the Demoness's black flames to slow its spread and intensity, Franca believed she and Jenna would have already exhausted their Mirror Substitutes and awaited death.

    Meanwhile, the Pride Armor played a crucial role, almost unaffected by Higdon's diseases, and not corroded by the decaying power. It remained energetic, chasing down Higdon whenever he dared to attack from behind, occasionally unleashing a Hurricane of Light.

    During the battle, Franca and Jenna noticed another problem.

    They couldn't tell if it was because Higdon had no brain or if the demigod was just unlucky, but his Certain Death attacks often missed.

    Combined, the two Demonesses and Anthony, who used his Psychological Invisibility to stay out of the decaying range, barely managed to hold on for nearly nine minutes before Higdon-a demigod. Occasionally, they even felt that Higdon lacked the oppressive presence of a true demigod, seeming like a poor-quality product.

    But even so, they couldn't find an opportunity to escape and discovered that their enemies were multiplying-from two at the start to four now, with one splitting off to find Ludwig.

    Moreover, although individual Higdon fragments seemed weaker than a true demigod, each fragment retained the same level of power, making them collectively terrifying. Franca guessed the number of splits should have a limit, but not too many.

    I have two Mirror Substitutes left. Jenna probably has one... Anthony, although attacked less and outside the range, only had two to begin with and has used one... Franca analyzed the situation quickly while constantly repositioning to avoid Higdon's sudden Sure Hit attacks.

    As for Lugano, when Higdon blocked him at the start, Franca signaled him to run as far as he could and hide.

    It proved to be the right call. Higdon's targets were Ludwig and the two Demonesses, making no effort to stop Lugano from fleeing and not splitting more Higdons to chase him.

    Continuous use of black flames is also draining our spirituality. Jenna and I can't hold on much longer... Franca considered whether to use the last Mirror Traversal of the Ice Amulet now to delay for a while and see if there would be a turning point.

    It could also give Anthony a chance to survive.

    The Hypnotist was also not Higdon's target and had Psychological Invisibility.
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      Just as Franca was about to signal Jenna to approach, she suddenly saw greenish-yellow drops forming behind Jenna, quickly condensing into Higdon.

      Almost simultaneously, Franca noticed from Jenna's worried expression that something was happening behind her too.

      Without hesitation, both Demonesses activated Mirror Substitution.

      The next second, two Higdons spread out like dirty, slimy "blankets," wrapping Franca and Jenna in a Sure Hit.

      A cracking sound followed.

      Meanwhile, Anthony, quietly lurking at the edge of the park, leaning against a half-wall, suddenly saw a greenish-yellow mucus-covered Higdon appear beside him.

      He had been discovered after all.

      Higdon pushed with both hands, sending a greenish-black light ball towards Anthony.

      Crack!

      Anthony used his last Mirror Substitution, his figure appearing behind this Higdon.

      Seeing this, Anthony had an epiphany.

      An opportunity!

      He didn't flee but raised his Winter is Coming revolver, aimed at Higdon, and pulled the trigger.

      Certain Death!

      A yellowish bullet, tinged with dim green, crossed the short distance, hitting Higdon.

      Covered in greenish-yellow mucus, Higdon froze, his body quickly disintegrating into small drops, falling to the ground without any spirituality.

      This Higdon was dead.

      But the other three Higdons remained unaffected.

      After confirming this, Franca and Jenna felt utter despair.

      Their previous plan involved the two Demonesses as bait, giving Anthony a chance to shoot one Higdon with the Certain Death bullet, hoping to kill all Higdons.

      Unexpectedly, the Certain Death effect only worked on the one hit.

      Moments later, they saw the Pride Armor hit by a Certain Death attack, metal fragments falling from its chest, standing still.

      Jenna gritted her teeth, ready to forgo the ritual and gamble on forcibly advancing by consuming the ingredients of the Demoness of Affliction.

      At least it would restore her spirituality.

      Even if she failed, she could turn into a monster, giving Franca a chance to escape.

      Before Jenna could reach into her Traveler's Bag, another figure appeared at the edge of the area.

      It was Voisin Sanson, with his blond hair turning white, who had chased them here!

      Jenna and Franca's hearts sank rapidly. Jenna no longer hesitated.

      At this moment, above one of the Higdons, a black iron sword, burning with white-blue flames, suddenly fell from the sky, accurately piercing the top of this Higdon's head.

      Boom!

      This Higdon exploded into fragments, the spreading white-blue flames turning into silent blackness, engulfing each piece.

      The fragments never reappeared, and a figure quickly appeared in the eyes of Franca, Jenna, and Anthony.
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    Chapter 878: "Sinner"

    Hearing Amon's question, Lumian seemed to break free from a long nightmare, only to find reality was an even more despairing abyss.

    His body trembled slightly as he used all his strength to squeeze out a sound from his throat.

    "Isn't He afraid? Afraid that after I truly master the peak power of calamity, I'll seek revenge against Him?"

    Amon laughed. "By making such a choice, He shows He's willing to face all possible futures and accept the worst outcome.

    "It makes no difference to Him whether it's you or Medici, whether you submit, give up, be angry, or hate. If either of you manages to master the peak power of calamity, seek revenge against Him, disrupt His plans, or even pull Him down from His divine throne, He would still not regret it and would acknowledge the result."

    At this point, Amon paused before continuing, "Because He was born to bear all sins."

    Lumian fell silent, his fists clenched tightly, with thin streams of bright red blood seeping through the gaps.

    Amon glanced at the transparent but dark sky. "Time is running out. You must make your choice."

    Lumian's lips moved a few times before he suddenly laughed, a mixture of anger and self-mockery.

    His voice was hoarse and low as he said, "I'm willing to go-to Morora. I will try all possible ways to revive Aurore, including the only method He mentioned, but I will not accept the outcome He predetermined!”

    Amon chuckled, adjusting His monocle on His right eye.

    "You don't need to tell me the second half of your sentence. My task is only to send you to Morora and make you a Demoness of Despair. Whether you accept that ending, you'll have to face Him and tell Him yourself."

    With that, Amon raised His right hand and gently grasped, making the Black Tear forehead accessory magically detach from the Traveler's Bag and appear in His palm.

    The black, tear-shaped Sealed Artifact silently shattered, transforming into specks of faint light. These lights quickly converged into a shrunken, withered, blackened, translucent heart.

    Amon then reached towards Voisin Sanson, grabbing two items.

    One was a small glass vial containing dark green liquid, and the other, three silver fragments.

    After making his decision, Lumian's emotions finally settled a bit. He no longer felt as out of control as before-his body had been trembling uncontrollably, and his thoughts had been fixated on destruction.

    Seeing the two items in Amon's hand, Lumian suddenly paused.

    Voisin Sanson had the supplementary ingredients for the Demoness of Despair?

    He was also the one who suggested lifting the seal earlier...

    Amon mentioned that some participants in the Hostel plan received hidden guidance in Fourth Epoch Trier's unique environment without being noticed by the evil gods... Was Voisin Sanson one of them?

    Voisin Sanson himself probably didn't remember being guided, thinking he escaped Fourth Epoch Trier purely with the help of the Mirror People, and later unknowingly did some seemingly unimportant abnormal things?

    Amon couldn't break out of Mr. Fool's seal on His own, so there had to be a role to accomplish the unsealing task without killing me-the test subject... Voisin Sanson's stated goal allowed him to do this without suspicion...

    That individual tacitly allowed the Hostel plan to happen, without much interference or obstruction, and didn't ruin Red Angel's plan, all to prepare for now?

    Realizing this, Lumian instinctively scoffed to ease his emotions. "So He can't accept just any outcome after all."

    He did so much to ensure the expected result!

    Amon smiled. "Willing to accept the worst outcome doesn't mean not striving for the best. And now, would you refuse to go to Morora and become a Demoness of Despair?"

    Lumian fell silent again.

    Amon let the Demoness of Despair Beyonder characteristic and the two supplementary materials fly towards Lumian, casually remarking, "This Beyonder characteristic will continuously spread plagues, both mundane and mystical, and you'll also be infected."

    After Lumian caught them, Amon smiled again. "Do you know what the Sequence 2 of the Inevitability pathway is?"

    "Sinner," Lumian replied, determined to go to Morora and complete his task no matter how painful or reluctant he felt.

    "And Sequence 1?" Amon continued to quiz him unhurriedly.

    Lumian shook his head.

    He really didn't know.

    Amon explained with a smile, "Sequence 1 is Angel of Redemption, but to me, it's not as useful as Sinner.

    "The past Sinner, the present Sufferer, and the future Angel of Redemption form the trinity of the Inevitability pathway."

    Amon adjusted His monocle, smiling more prominently.

    "And a Sinner has the ability to revert their state to any past moment, with the duration depending on specific circumstances."

    Revert to any past moment... Lumian suddenly remembered that Madam Magician mentioned Amon, the King of Angels from ancient times, once briefly became a god!

    Amon turned, smiling. "Of course, involving the uniqueness and power of a true god requires the current holder's consent. That Celestial Worthy has already diverted most of His attention to influence Project Vortex, so He certainly can't interfere with The Fool on this matter, and The Fool you believe in shouldn't object."

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

    The monocle on His right eye shone brilliantly.

    Before Lumian could react, he saw the obstacles and barriers blocking access to Morora in the special mirror world disappear, allowing him to enter the City of Exiles smoothly and without hindrance.

    High above in the special mirror world, the figure wearing a golden crown and black dress nodded at Amon, not attempting to interfere with Lumian.

    She was mirror Roselle. In this matter, She had placed bets on both sides, ensuring that the real Roselle wouldn't completely perish. Whether the real Roselle became a puppet of the Uncertain Mist or died to await another resurrection opportunity, it wouldn't affect Her existence and would even gradually make Her the main body.

    In the next second, Amon's figure vanished from Lumian's sight.

    The paper He had been reading silently floated down, completely blank-a sheet of white paper.

    ...

    Before the bloody altar in the ancient castle.

    Ma'am Hermit suddenly spoke, "The voice from that painting has weakened."

    Madam Magician looked up, slightly puzzled and apprehensive. "The sealing power of the barrier has strengthened. The true god of the Door pathway has returned... No, it's not Mr. Fool, it's more like... more like Amon!"

    Using her angelic intuition about the true god of her pathway, Madam Magician quickly made a judgment.

    "How could Amon become the true god of the Door pathway again?" Miss Justice's heart stirred. "Did Mr. Fool or that Celestial Worthy lend Him power?"

    If it was the former, it would be great news for disrupting the vortex ritual. If it was the latter, it would be serious.

    "Based on current developments, it should be Mr. Fool," Madam Magician said thoughtfully.
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      At this moment, the Ma'am Hermit, receiving Miss Justice's report, moved her eyes slightly.

      "Since the influence of the mysterious voice has weakened, the power of fate must have lessened too. Now, there should be a chance to destroy this painting!"

      As she spoke, the holder of the Major Arcana card holder reached out to Madam Magician, asking for the iron cigar case.

      ...

      In the sea near Port Santa, the seal, previously weakened by internal gray fog and external gnawing, instantly became as strong as before.

      The School of Deliciousness's previous efforts were all in vain.

      Deep in the primitive island, before the Black Emperor mausoleum.

      The thick, pervasive white mist abruptly contracted towards the core as if squeezed by an invisible force.

      The mark left by The Fool inside Roselle strengthened, alleviating some of the corruption caused by the Uncertain Mist.

      Roselle's twisted, painful expression improved somewhat.

      The eyes of Perle, scattered in different parts of the mist, saw a figure suddenly appear in midair. The figure wore a black robe, a matching pointed hat, and a monocle on His right eye.

      He is... Isn't it said that external forces can't interfere with the vortex's operation? Perle, still barely alive, had this question when she saw the figure in mid-air look down at her, smiling happily as He introduced Himself, "Is this our first meeting? I am Termiboros."

      "..." Perle suddenly felt as if her intelligence had been stolen.

      How could it be Termiboros?

      However, my spiritual intuition tells me that He is indeed Termiboros...

      ...

      In the special mirror world,

      Seeing Amon's figure soar upwards and vanish from sight, Lumian finally understood why He had said that whether it was the vortex ritual or another plan, it didn't matter compared to consuming Termiboros and becoming an Angel of the Inevitability pathway.

      This meant there would always be a high-ranking being capable of temporarily exerting a true god's power, lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike at a crucial moment!

      Lumian glanced at the white paper on the ground, then looked at Franca, Jenna, and the others struggling against Higdon with the help of the Pride Armor and the Demoness's black flames. He quickly put away the Sword of Courage, gripping the Beyonder characteristic and supplementary ingredients of the Demoness of Despair, and activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

      He traversed the special mirror world and returned to Morora, the City of Exiles.

      Immediately, he reconnected with 0-01, using the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact to help bear the damage and influence of the Demoness' plague.

      Then, Lumian stood on the steps before the Knowledge Cathedral, gazing at the wide, deserted square. He began summoning the exiles most affected by 0-01 to gather quickly, aiming to save time.
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        А если Небесный Достойный украдёт грешника, то он сможет стать на секунду После последовательностей?
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    Goodbye y'all. I have officially stopped reading webnovels. Caught up with the real life, no time at all to read, sigh. Would hope to read again maybe months down the line or even yrs. It's been a hell lot of entertaining journey here in ranobes community with all of you. Damn! The last three years was f#cking amazing.
    Good bye!


    Also another secret before leaving.
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      Damn, sad to see you go. Always enjoyed reading your comments! escape

      Wish you the best of luck man, live your life!
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      Good luck bro. I wish you happiness and always only extremely successful undertakings
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      Good luck to your endeavors! cat
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      I just wanted to say although we might not know each other i felt a kind of friendship with you, over the hundreds of books i read on this site you were in the majority of their comment sections sharing your opinion about the chapter and i always liked ur comments. Also i deeply respect a person who has read as much as you read. i hope you have a good life in the future and one day get back to reading.

      Oh and also i deeply enjoyed ur translation of My Longevity Simulation and got really sad when you stopped translating and infact i kinda dropped the book since im not really liking the new translation and stuff.
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      You're a fun guy. Seeing you on a comment section speaks volume on a novel's quality.
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      I was wondering where you are. GG man hope you solve your real life problem and complete this masterpiece of a novel.
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      Я заплакал от того, что ты уходишь:( Надеюсь увидеть тебя здесь снова через несколько лет(месяцев), чтобы вновь прочитать твои увлекательные комментарии forwhat
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    Chapter 877: Promised Matters

    Amon began reading again in a flat tone, "When the anomaly at Cordu Village was discovered, the corruption and personality distortion of Aurore Lee had already become quite severe. If the most skilled Psychologist provided treatment and any true god offered a seal, it might have been possible to save her. But why save her?

    "If the situation at Cordu Village had continued to develop, it would indeed have caused a significant catastrophe. However, if intervened, it could bring substantial benefits and play an important role at a critical moment in the future.

    "The lizard-shaped elves entered Cordu Village, quietly maintaining the balance. They wanted the outcome to follow the heretics' original plan but not actually succeed. At the same time, they ensured that Aurore Lee retained a slight chance of resurrection.

    "In the end, their goal was achieved. Before the Sinners' organization sent someone, Guillaume Bénet conducted the grand sacrifice himself, opening a temporary passage above the barrier, allowing Termiboros to descend.

    "Amon had already been waiting nearby, deceiving the ritual, utilizing the barrier, and secretly following Termiboros back into his world.

    "Aurore Lee pushing Lumian Lee away in the end brought a bit of an unexpected twist, but it did not change the overall outcome. The Fool's aura on Lumian Lee, stimulated by the surrounding environment and his intense emotional fluctuations, successfully attracted The Fool's attention..."

    Hearing this, Lumian's hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his heart burning with rage, overpowering the numbness and despair.

    Amon, as if not noticing his emotional change, continued to read, “As a result, Termiboros was severely wounded, and together with the soul fragments of Aurore Lee and the villagers of Cordu, was sealed into Lumian’s Lee body. During this process, Amon voluntarily joined them, stealing Termiboros’ fate and identity before He could recover, killing Him and reducing Him to a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics of the Inevitability pathway.

    “Before Lumian Lee became an Ascetic, Amon had already absorbed the Beyonder characteristic, completing the pathway switch, fully replacing Termiboros, only lacking the final ritual.

    “This is very important. Whether it’s the vortex ritual now or another plan, it doesn’t change. Lumian Lee will understand why soon.”

    At this point, Amon looked up at the dark sky covered with a thick glass-like layer, smiled and said, “Next, I will only read the key parts, otherwise, I’m afraid Roselle won’t last long.”

    Lumian didn’t respond to Him, using all his strength to suppress his emotions.

    He wanted to uncover the truth behind previous events!

    Amon lowered His head again, looking at the paper in His hand. “After the first phase of psychological treatment ended, the hidden dangers of the Tree of Shadow were prematurely triggered, forcing Lumian Lee to face Susanna Mattise’s sacrifice.

    “The Amon sealed within him indeed couldn’t bear the weight and complexity of the Tree of Shadow’s fate torrent, nor could He rapidly evolve the fate fragments of encountering the Montsouris ghost into an attack by the Montsouris ghost. However, the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, had always been watching from nearby. This was His specialty, and in this regard, He was far superior to the Sufferer of the Inevitability pathway.

    “With Ouroboros’s covert assistance, Lumian Lee successfully swapped the fate of being attacked by the Montsouris ghost with the fate of the Tree of Shadow having its roots burned by the Fourth Epoch Trier’s invisible flames. This would play a crucial role in Lumian Lee and Susanna Mattise’s upcoming battle.

    “Between the two battles, Amon didn’t miss the opportunity, deliberately describing Lumian as the unfortunate one to strike at him. This was a deception; if it were the real Termiboros, He would have said similar words in such a situation.

    “At the end of the Tree of Shadow incident, the lizard-like elf deliberately let Lumian Lee see it, giving him a strong desire and motivation to continue exploring the truth behind the Cordu disaster.”

    Hearing this, Lumian was stunned again.

    My desire, my anger, is that what that individual wanted too?


    Amon seemed to skip parts and started reading the next key point,

    “The madman Flameng, driven insane by encountering the Montsouris ghost, coincidentally stayed at the Auberge du Coq Doré. His experiences and ending resonated with Lumian Lee. The Earth Blood stone he left behind gave Lumian Lee the chance to obtain the residual aura of the Blood Emperor.

    “At this time, due to the convergence of Amon’s main body, more and more Amons noticed Lumian Lee’s existence and obtained the corresponding information.

    “To bring out the hidden value of the Earth Blood stone, one of the Amons chose to steal it. Coincidentally, a lady from the Church of Evernight asked Lumian Lee for help to obtain water from the Samaritan Women’s Spring leading them into the underground catacombs.

    “With the enthusiastic help of the Amons, Lumian Lee ultimately used the Earth Blood stone to gain the residual aura of the Blood Emperor. This was the first step in his mystical similarity to 0-01 which could provide him help in critical moments.

    …

    “The Hostel plan was initiated as expected. Some participants were killed, some achieved their goals, and those outside who could not observe Routh Epoch Triers received guidance, while Lumian Lee and others obtained a fragment of the special mirror world for the first time.

    …

    “After leaving Trier, Lumian Lee inevitably converged to Port Santa, where the seal was reinforced early. Though it left hidden dangers, it could at least last longer…

    “On the subsequent journey, Lumian Lee encountered Father Montserrat and obtained Omebella’s burned umbilical cord. He also got involved in matters related to Naboredisley, laying the foundation for meeting Farbuti’s avatar in the tomb at the end of the Dream Festival…

    “During the Dream Festival, Lumian Lee also met several people with experiences similar to his but with different choices and outcomes, which touched him, firming his ideas, and further improving his psychological state. The second phase of psychological treatment was successfully completed.

    …

    “After asking Mr. K for help to solve Perle’s painting person, Lumian Lee went to the first cathedral built by the Aurora Order for the True Creator. There, he coincidentally saw the lizard-like elves crawling in and out of the god.

    “This dealt him a huge blow, worsening his psychological state, but also made his desire and determination for revenge stronger and firmer.
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      “This dealt him a huge blow, worsening his psychological state, but also made his desire and determination for revenge stronger and firmer.

      …

      “After returning to Trier from Morora, Lumian Lee began preparing for his advancement to Iron-blooded Knight. What he didn’t realize was that his psychological state and emotional condition had not met the requirements to become a demigod. Even with the sealed angel as a teammate, there was a significant probability that he would lose control after consuming the Iron-blooded Knight potion.

      “Fortunately, the presence of the Black Tear and Celia Bello becoming a Demoness of Pleasure prematurely triggered the emotional issues within Lumian’s team. After much entanglement and pain, Lumian chose to face his thoughts and tried to respond to others’ attention to him. Although his response was twisted, he at least took the first step, no longer passively accepting but placing himself in a position of importance. This mindset change was crucial for his subsequent advancement ritual.

      “As a result, Lumian Lee’s emotions and desires were vented, and his importance was no longer suppressed by his fear of loss. His connections with Franca Roland and Celia Bello became stronger and closer, providing him with two strong anchors during his advancement to demigod, helping him stabilize his consciousness.

      “The third and final phase of psychological treatment ended, and Lumian Lee could now withstand new blows.

      …

      “During the vortex ritual, Lumian’s team fell into a desperate situation. All his teammates, except him, were about to be killed or taken away by Higdon of the Order of All Extinction in a few minutes.

      “Lumain Lee wanted to ask Amon for help, but Amon chose to refuse because He wasn’t Lumain Lee’s godfather and had no obligation, even though Lumian Lee had indeed become more like Amon, using loopholes more skillfully after repeatedly receiving boons from Amon.

      “Relying solely on himself and those few Grade 1 Sealed Artifacts, Lumian Lee couldn’t save his teammates because Violin Sanson and others would also assist Higdon shortly.

      “Lumian Lee now has only one choice, to ascend to demigod on the spot. But Amon is unwilling to help him shatter the Sword of Courage, returning the Sword of Courage to a Beyonder characteristic, and his Iron-blooded Knight ritual is still incomplete.

      “Amon tells him that the only help He would provide is to shatter the Black Tear, give him the supplementary ingredients missing for the Despair potion, and send him to Morora to complete the ritual using the exiles there, ascending to Demoness of Despair.

      “Becoming a Demoness of Despair, Lumian Lee, wielding the Sword of COurage, successfully saves his teammates, Then, he would switch between the Demoness and Hunter pathways, spiraling upwards. This doesn’t new to be symmetrical, depending on the situation, aiming to fulfill the phrase ‘pure yin does not last, pure yang does not grow, yin contains yang, yang contains yin, the union of yin and yang gives rise to everything.’

      “This is the only correct way to approach the peak power of the two calamity pathways. Alista Tudor and Cheek’s attempts; not only did They fail to succeed, but They also created a big trouble.

      “In this process, Aurore Lee’s soul fragments will gradually revive when Lumian Lee is in the Demoness state.

      “If Lumian Lee can ultimately defeat Red Angel Medici and Primordial Demoness Cheek, mastering the peak power of the two calamity pathways, Aurore Lee’s personality and soul fragments can rely on Lumian’s own spirit and flesh to resurrect. Then, they can merge with his consciousness, suppressing the corruption of inevitability, and become his female form, controlling the feminine side of calamity. This is the true union of yin and yang, similar to the Medici evil spirit’s current state but closer to the peak.

      “This is also the only way to truly revive Aurore Lee.”

      Amon paused, looking at Lumian, who seemed to have turned into a statue, raised His chin slightly, revealed a faint smile, and recited the final sentence, “Can you accept such an outcome?”
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        purple_emperor
        purple_emperor
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        I tried finding ways on how to export the chapter from the official site but I got nothing

        I typed it all word by word pressure
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          hin320
          hin320
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          Use schreenshots and then use this photo translator: https://translate.yandex.ru/ocr
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            purple_emperor
            purple_emperor
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            Ah I used webnovel, I haven't been able to screenshot it at all pressure pressure
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              hin320
              hin320
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              Photo the screen of the phone or use BlueStacks.
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          HarweeS
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          Dude, thank you so much! The effort you put in is massive peepo012

          (The cliffhanger sucks though. I hate Cuttlefish)
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          Ars2004
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          Goat
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          Narutoclone1853
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          Thanks a lot bro
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        MysteriousAttendant
        MysteriousAttendant
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        Thank you great hero, you've saved me from great Despair..
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        William Von Ainswort
        William Von Ainswort
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        FUCKIN CLIFFFFFFFFFFFF
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        Kiber
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        Спасибо друг ehh
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    MysteriousAttendant
    MysteriousAttendant
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    Sometimes, a mass release isn't always a good idea 💦💦
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    Error404
    Error404
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    Those 110+ Massage and 18k+ page open shows how much people are suffering.
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    Angry_Wingman
    Angry_Wingman
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    Aaaaaah ohno i will digesting despair faster than lumian
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      Kiber
      Kiber
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      Броу что за спойлер reader
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