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Chapter 1018 "Desperate" Struggle

As Lumian recited the third line of the honorific name, the dark clouds and lightning in the sky suddenly collapsed towards the center, forming a huge vortex swirling upwards. It was as if a giant with the sky as its face had opened its single eye, or a strange tunnel with an unknown destination had appeared out of thin air.

This vortex rapidly expanded, as if it would tear apart heaven and earth, swelling into a door.

Seeing this, Madame Pualis, who had just broken free from her paralyzed state, frowned slightly. Holding baby Omebella, she shrank into the interior of the giant green oak tree that seemed to hold up the sky, disappearing from Lumian's sight.

Lumian then saw the mushroom monster with Li Keji's head as its cap standing rigidly in place, as if it had encountered some kind of restraint.

Immediately after, the mushroom monster began to disintegrate from its abdomen, like a vase smashed to the ground, breaking into many large pieces.

These pieces continued to break apart, and in just a few seconds, they became a pile of particles barely visible to the naked eye.

The disintegration rapidly spread to different parts of the mushroom monster's body, finally reaching Li Keji's head that served as the mushroom cap.

The head quickly became as if it were pieced together from fragments, but Li Keji's face showed no trace of hatred or resentment.

His expression twisted uncontrollably from pain, but his eyes were unusually sincere and joyful.

He struggled to say to Lumian, "I really… succeeded…

"Join… us… let's go… be reborn together…"

Before he finished speaking, Li Keji's head shattered even more severely, breaking into individual pixels.

Almost simultaneously, Lumian found that the giant oak tree had suffered a similar fate.

But after it disintegrated, Madame Pualis and baby Omebella did not appear in the tree's core.

They had hidden somewhere unknown, or perhaps had left the dream in some way beforehand.

So powerful… Is this the power of the dream's main consciousness maintaining order? Lumian activated the black mark on his right shoulder, trying to escape the current collapse of Paramita.

Although he had mentally prepared himself to be completely kicked out of the dream and never be able to return, he hadn't been sentenced yet, had he?

He had to struggle a bit!

What if he succeeded?

Lumian's figure immediately disappeared from the spot.

His chosen destination was the entrance of Yangdu Prison.

Yes, I've committed a crime, you can lock me up, but don't "exile" me!

The next second, Lumian appeared in a spacious office, seeing a middle-aged man wearing a clean white shirt with black diamond-patterned police ranks on his shoulders.

This middle-aged man had a rigid demeanor, with deep black hair interspersed with some white. He sat quietly behind the desk, looking at Lumian with deep brown, almost black eyes. He was clearly the chief of the dream city's Police Department, the symbol of the Uniqueness of the Door pathway, Yagates!

My teleportation destination was changed to the police chief's office? Lumian suddenly had this realization.

At this moment, Yagates asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, and what do you intend to do in Yangdu?"

Along with the deputy chief's questioning, Lumian suddenly felt a strong rejection from the dream and his own rapid marionettization.

He understood very well that if he left the dream city like this, he would never be able to return.

Lumian's thoughts raced as he made a final struggle.

He recalled a hint Amon had given him on the way to Mushu Hospital.

"The most fundamental fact is that The Fool has never accommodated the Uniqueness of the Error and Door pathways, while the Celestial Worthy has…"

This sentence didn't mention that Mr. Door had long accommodated the Uniqueness of the Door pathway, and Amon had briefly accommodated it…

So, the Chief Yagate's essence is a product of the dream subconscious cognition, Mr. Door's spiritual imprint, the Celestial Worthy's spiritual imprint, and a bit of Amon's spiritual imprint, combined to symbolize the Uniqueness of the Door pathway, symbolizing the dream's main consciousness maintaining order…

Chief Yagates… only the dream subconscious part has a bit of Mr. Fool's spirit… To avoid being kicked out this time, or not being completely kicked out, I can only find a way to strengthen or stimulate Mr. Door's spiritual imprint… Lumian had an inspiration in a very short time and recalled Madam Magician's introduction to Mr. Door.

Before his thoughts stalled completely, before the dream's rejecting force threw him out, Lumian blurted out in response to the Chief's question, "I am… an ally of the… Abraham family!"

Suddenly, Lumian felt the air around him solidify.

At the same time, he noticed that the Chief's deep brown, almost black eyes showed a hint of confusion and contemplation. His brows furrowed unconsciously, as if trying to remember something but unable to truly recall.

The force rapidly marionettizing Lumian suddenly slowed, and the strong rejection from the dream did the same.

As expected… Chief Yagates mainly embodies the conflict between Mr. Door's spiritual imprint and the Celestial Worthy's spiritual imprint… Just now, I was thinking that even if being completely kicked out of the dream was unavoidable, I should still tell Chief Yagates about Mr. Door directly with the idea of mutual destruction, stimulating the corresponding spiritual imprint to make it more active… Lumian's condition improved considerably, and his thoughts were no longer so stalled.

Seeing that Chief Yagates didn't respond, he further said, "My guide is a student of a member of the Abraham family, and now she is protecting the entire Abraham family!"

Chief Yagates's expression grew more confused, but his face was no longer stern.

Lumian quickly examined himself and found that the dream's rejecting force still existed but had weakened slightly.

It's working, I need to increase the intensity! Lumian thought for just a second before shouting, following his spiritual intuition, "I am a Hunter, and also a Demoness, and I still have traces of Alista Tudor's aura on me!"

"Alista Tudor…" Chief Yagates murmured, repeating the name as if it were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Feeling that the dream was still rejecting him, Lumian considered for a moment and said, "I've also been corrupted by the crimson moon, but currently, the situation is under control."

He knew that Mr. Door had once encountered corruption from the Great Mother, which was a common point between them.

Earlier, he would have directly stated that it was corruption from the Great Mother—after all, it was a desperate struggle, what couldn't be said?

But now, seeing hope of not being completely kicked out of the dream, he naturally dared not speak too plainly, fearing that it would not only stimulate Mr. Door but also the Celestial Worthy, causing the situation to take a sharp turn for the worse!

In a popular saying in dream city, this would be like "he who is down need fear no fall."

Previously, Lumian was down and had nothing to lose, but now the change in the situation had put him back on his feet, giving him something to be cautious about.

Chief Yagates once again gazed at Lumian in his Demoness of Despair state, seemingly re-evaluating this wanted criminal who had brought chaos and conflict.

But the dreamscape's rejecting force didn't weaken further.

Lumian endured this rejection and rapid marionettization, and thought of another connection between himself and Mr. Door.

With an attitude of giving it a try, he said, "Amon once guided me."

He said this not only because Mr. Door and Amon were both Grand Dukes of the Tudor Empire, but also with the hidden intention of stimulating that bit of Amon's spiritual imprint within the Chief.

"Amon…" Chief Yagates raised his right hand and pinched his chin.

Lumian saw his reaction but didn't feel the dream's rejecting force and rapid marionettization force continue to weaken.

It's still not enough, just a little more… Lumian shouted one last time before he could no longer resist that rejecting force, "I came to Yangdu to fight against those destroyers, to fight against the apostles of evil gods, to prevent the evil gods from invading!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lumian felt the dream's rejecting force suddenly weaken, and the force trying to marionettize him became vague and unclear.

Chief Yagates, looking at Lumian, slowly nodded. "I can sense that you're not lying.

"Breaking the law must certainly be punished, but if there are reasons and it's pitiable, the punishment can be reduced."

Hearing these two sentences, Lumian quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

His interpretation of this was: he would be imprisoned, but not for life or sentenced to death;

He would be kicked out of the dream, but not completely kicked out.

"I accept the punishment," Lumian didn't argue further, because Chief Yagates had already passed his judgment.

He only sincerely requested, "Can I notify my family?"

"You may." The stern-faced Chief Yagates didn't refuse this request.

Lumian quickly took out his phone and, in front of Chief Yagates, sent a voice-to-text WeChat message to Franca:

"I'm fine, but I might be locked up for a while. You can ask Miss Huang for help to find a lawyer, see if they can get me out on bail.

"The mushroom monster has been eliminated, but Li Keji said he ultimately succeeded. Wait for Jenna to come back, and have her take Li Lu to tour the wards in Crimson Moon Hospital and Mushu Hospital where Li Keji was hospitalized. See if they can discover anything.

"Also, pay attention to whether Mushu Hospital has changed its dean."

After sending this message, Lumian waited for about ten seconds before receiving a brief reply from Franca:

"Okay."

Lumian immediately used the Information Shredder to delete the chat history along with the contact list, then put the phone back into the Traveler's Bag.

After doing this, he looked back at Chief Yagates. "I'm ready."

Only then did the deputy chief pick up the desk phone and dial a number.

"Deng, come over here for a moment."

As he spoke, Lumian felt the dream's rejecting force become strong once again.

He no longer resisted, following this force to exit the dream.

Trier, inside a luxurious villa.

Lumian opened his eyes in bed for the second time in one day.

After examining his state, his first reaction was to try to enter the dream city again.

The next second, he felt he wasn't blocked, so he stopped this behavior, planning to wait 24 hours before trying again.

From a timing perspective, this wouldn't affect Queen Mystic's plan to banish the mirrored Emperor Roselle.

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    dude these people talking abt the chapters that were posted in the comment should at least put it in spoiler 14
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    PRAISE THE FOOL
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    "Amon…" Chief Yagates raised his right hand and pinched his chin.


    I was going to pass out if he put on a monocle 9 (🧐)
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    Chapter 1034: Tarot Club


    As the dream rapidly collapsed, Lumian withdrew his gaze, leaving the edge of that deep darkness and walking towards the disintegrating Yangdu High- Speed Rail Station outside.

    He wanted to take one last look at this city.

    Suddenly, he noticed a figure leaning against the wall at the position where the radiance converged into an exit, standing quietly.

    That figure wore black armor stained with what looked like fresh blood, with fiery red long hair. The face was young and handsome, with two faint scars on either cheek, and a vivid red banner mark prominently displayed between his brows.

    Unlike other dream manifestations that were blurry and nearly dissipating, this figure was not as clear as Lumian but had an illusory quality, like a spirit.

    Lumian didn't need to ask to know who this figure was: Red Angel Medici.

    "Did you come to wait for me?" Lumian asked with a smile.

    He was prepared to leave this place along with the collapse of the dream.

    Medici left the wall and stood up straight, letting out a sneer. "If you're too stupid to understand the hint, I'd have been the one to replace you on stage."

    He looked into Lumian's eyes and shook His head. "Too weak, you're still too weak right now."

    After this remark, the Red Angel slightly raised His chin and said, "I already know your experiences. I'll give you a chance-I'll come to hunt you down after you become an Angel.

    "No need to thank me. This has nothing to do with pride. The pride of the war pathway isn't used against enemies."

    Medici didn't give Lumian a chance to respond. He turned and walked into the passage, leaving Yangdu High-Speed Rail Station and the collapsing dream.

    You waited until the very end just to say these few words to me? You must have also achieved some unknown goals by entering this dream, right? Lumian turned to the side, once again casting his gaze towards that deep darkness.

    His biggest question now was where the deity, the Primordial Demoness, was.

    The fact that Franca advanced in the basement of Mushu Hospital indicated that the Primordial Demoness indeed had a corresponding manifestation in the dream city. But in matters involving the special mirror world's great horror, the original God Almighty and the Demoness card, and the major event of the dream's end, She hadn't appeared or intervened at all.

    Before Lumian could think further, Yangdu High- Speed Rail Station collapsed silently.

    He first felt a sense of weightlessness as if falling off a cliff, then opened his eyes and woke up.

    He immediately saw some sunlight penetrating the curtains, with a large amount of dust floating in the air.

    At the same time, faint sounds of singing, praising, and conversation came from next door, entering his ears.

    Lumian lay quietly in bed, feeling the springiness of the mattress and the soft warmth of the covers, not wanting to move at all.



    Half an hour later, in the living room on the first floor.

    Madam Magician said to Lumian, Franca. Jenna, Anthony, and Ludwig-who was having afternoon tea -all who had gathered again,

    "Mr. Fool has achieved an initial state of awakening. We will fulfill our promise.

    "You've done very well this time, deserving the most generous reward. The result of our discussion is to do our utmost to help you advance one Sequence."

    Jenna nodded without hiding her desire. "Thank you."

    Lumian, Franca, and company had no objections and were quite anticipatory.

    Madam Magician looked around and said, "Of course, this may need to wait a few days, because Mr. Fool's initial awakening will inevitably cause many changes that need to be dealt with promptly. The other Major Arcana cards are already busy at present.

    "Moreover, you also need some time to adjust, shake off the influence of the dream, and regain your perception of reality."

    At this point, Madam Magician looked at Lumian and asked as if to confirm, "Do you want to become a Demoness of Unaging or a War Bishop?"

    Lumian didn't hesitate. "Demoness of Unaging."

    Hearing Lumian's answer, Franca suddenly remembered the Demoness card's description of a Demoness of Unaging: Bizarrely difficult to kill, skilled at resurrection.

    Skilled at resurrection... You really don't want to wait even one more day, even if it's just taking the first step... Franca sighed inwardly.

    At this moment, Lumian raised his right hand, palm facing the ceiling.

    There, in addition to several dark red brands and a patch of pale skin, there was now a pitch-black "pinhole."

    He said to Madam Magician and his companions, "After using the Demoness card this time, with the magic mirror as a medium, invoking the great horror from the depths of the special mirror world to deal with the Mirror Person created by the Celestial Worthy, the residual aura of the Blood Emperor and the seal of the Underworld Daoist have changed a bit again.

    "I can now use a War Bishop's power that was previously bestowed to a limited extent through this 'pinhole.' There's no need to advance again."

    Madam Magician nodded slightly and said, "In a few days, go to the treasury of the Blue Avenger. There might be items related to the Demoness of Unaging there. If not, we'll ask Mr. Azik for help and go to the depths of the underworld again. There must be Demoness of Unaging Beyonder characteristics there."

    Lumian and Franca had no objections.

    After Madam Magician left, Lumian, in his Demoness of Despair state, leaned back against the sofa and smiled at Franca and the others. "Now it's time to sunbathe."

    Jenna was silent for a few seconds before saying. "I want, I want to go see the real Luo Shan."

    "Okay." Franca nodded heavily in agreement.

    "Alright." Lumian had originally planned to go tomorrow.



    In the evening, Loen Kingdom, Tingen City, Red Moonlight Street.

    Jenna, Franca, and Lumian sat in a roadside café, watching two figures, one big and one small, approaching from a distance.

    The larger one was about thirty years old, with brown hair tied up in a high bun, wearing a thin gauze- brimmed hat. She wore a green long dress that was somewhat girlish but leaning towards maturity, with flowing ruffles at the sleeves and beautiful lace adorning the neckline.

    She had a pretty face, holding a paper bag of white bread in one hand and holding the hand of a three or four-year-old girl who looked like a little princess with the other. This was Rozanne, a civilian staff member of the Nighthawks team of the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

    Compared to the Luo Shan in the dream, she was noticeably older, and her demeanor was more stable, but her style of dress revealed that she still had a lively side hidden inside.

    Jenna and Franca's vision immediately blurred.

    Lumian, in his female state, focused intently on Rozanne and her daughter as they passed by, chatting and laughing, becoming as still as a statue.

    After Rozanne and her daughter passed the café, the three Demonesses' gazes shifted, following the two figures from behind.

    The golden-red glow of dusk fell upon Rozanne and her daughter, and the evening breeze carried their laughter and conversation to Jenna, Franca, and Lumian's ears:

    "Mommy, what's a hero?"

    "A hero is someone who protects others."

    "Why do others need protection?"

    "Why protect others?"

    "Why? Why?

    "Mommy, why?"



    A few days later, Monday noon.

    Lumian and the others met Madam Magician again.

    The Major Arcana card holder sat down in the chair opposite the tea table and said to Lumian and Franca.

    "You're both demigods now and have made great contributions. You're qualified to draw a Major Arcana card."

    "Mr. Fool allowed it?" Lumian asked.

    Madam Magician's entire being exuded a sense of relaxation, "Yes, but as a team, you can only draw one Major Arcana card for now. Who will draw?"

    Franca looked at Lumian, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "You draw."

    She really wanted to see what she could draw and thought the identity of a Tarot Club Major Arcana card was very impressive. But thinking about having to take responsibility for a bunch of affairs as a Major Arcana card holder from now on, often having to brainstorm, she got a headache and decided to let Lumian take the lead first to see what it would be like.

    "Are you willing to draw?" Madam Magician asked Lumian.

    Lumian thought for a moment and said, "I'll draw."

    Madam Magician said seriously, "After becoming a Major Arcana card holder, Two of Cups, Seven of Cups, and Four of Swords will all transfer under your jurisdiction.

    "A Major Arcana card symbolizes not just you personally, but also the forces you represent."

    "I understand." Lumian nodded slowly.

    Only then did Madam Magician take out a deck of Tarot cards containing only Major Arcana cards and spread them out on the tea table. "You can draw now."

    "Won't we draw a duplicate?" Franca asked curiously.

    Madam Magician chuckled. "Spirituality will provide guidance."

    Lumian glanced at the Tarot cards on the tea table, extended his right hand, and casually took one, turning it over in front of him.

    What met Franca and the others' eyes was a large wreath of green plants intertwined and a woman standing inside the wreath.

    The World card!

    Franca and Jenna both looked at Lumian in his female state with slight astonishment.

    He actually drew The World card?

    Why?

    Although Gehrman Sparrow now points to Mr. Fool, the legend of The World hasn't disappeared yet!

    Lumian didn't speak, showing a thoughtful expression.

    Madam Magician pondered for a few seconds before saying, "Draw again."

    Lumian nodded in agreement.

    This time, he drew two cards and placed them on his left and right.

    After staring at these two Tarot cards for a while, he suddenly smiled with his beautiful face.

    "Left for male, right for female. I'll take the one on the left."

    With that, he unhesitatingly turned over the Tarot card on his left.

    On the card face was a king standing on a chariot, with two lions, one black and one white, pulling the chariot.

    The Chariot card!

    "Not bad." Madam Magician stood up. "Welcome, The Chariot, um, Mr. Chariot."

    After Lumian responded, Franca curiously said, "Can I see what the card on the right is?"

    "You may." Madam Magician nodded to her.

    Franca quickly turned it over and saw a woman wearing a crown sitting on a chair.

    The Empress card.

    "As expected..." Madam Magician sighed, then turned to Lumian and said, "Wait in your room at 3 pm today."



    At 3 pm, in a bedroom of the luxurious villa.

    Lumian, holding The Chariot card, sat in an armchair, patiently waiting.

    Suddenly, chaotic and terrifying sounds rang in his ears, and a thin grayish-white fog appeared before his eyes.

    Just a second or two later, he found himself by bronze long table, with a vast and magnificent dome above, surrounded by tall and majestic stone pillars.

    Lumian immediately saw Madam Justice, Madam Magician, Madam Judgment, Ma'am Hermit, and the lady from the temperance faction wearing a black court long dress and a small soft hat of the same color, sitting opposite him.

    They all appeared blurry, but not too blurry.

    Lumian also noticed that Mr. Hanged Man, Mr. Sun, Mr. Star, and Mr. Moon-whom he hadn't met before but could deduce the identity of-were on the same side as him.

    At this time, no one was seated at the head and foot of the bronze long table.

    "This is Madam Temperance, and this is Mr. Chariot." Madam Justice calmly introduced the obviously female Lumian as "mister."

    Just then, at the huge chair at the top of the bronze long table, a figure gradually took shape.

    He was within the gray fog, his figure quite blurry, allowing Lumian and the others to only clearly see a silk top hat and a black long coat.

    Looking at this both familiar and unfamiliar figure, Madam Justice took a breath, stood up, curtsied with a slight bent of her knees, saying

    "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

    (End of Volume Six-Dreamweaver)
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      Después de tanto tiempo porfin una reunión del tarot con mi Señor. Después de tan larga espera, maldita sea necesito al menos saber la reacción de leonard sobre klein.
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      The lord of mystery
      Our savior
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    Chapter 1033: Worth It


    Inside the movie theater.

    Franca let out a surprised "Oh, because she felt her Despair potion fully digested.

    Has Lumian's plan succeeded? This thought suddenly occurred to Franca.

    Although she wasn't clear on exactly what Lumian intended to do or how, she remembered Lumian saying that once her Despair potion was digested, it would mean this operation had achieved its expected purpose, Mr. Fool would awaken to some degree, and the dream would completely collapse in a few minutes.

    Franca instinctively looked towards Gehrman Sparrow to her side, and saw the roof of the movie theater collapsing inch by inch. But the corresponding heavy objects didn't crash onto the seats and floor, instead falling into the void and disappearing completely.

    At the same time, white light emanated from the few audience members present, flying into Gehrman Sparrow's body.

    Franca suddenly realized what these white lights were: they were the impressions, cognitions, and understandings of Gehrman Sparrow from different audience members!

    As the dream approached collapse, these audience members revealed their illusory nature, and their corresponding memories split off on their own. becoming anchors and information to nourish and enrich Gehrman Sparrow's image.

    From different parts of the dream city, more similar white lights rushed over.

    It really worked... Franca joyfully raised her head, looking up to the heights no longer obscured by movie theater's roof.

    The originally dark sky had collapsed in large patches, revealing terrifying deep blackness and thin grayish- white fog.

    It was like a building whose walls had crumbled in an earthquake, but with the beams and pillars still standing, the skeleton still intact.



    Inside Yangdu High-Speed Rail Station.

    After hearing Lumian say his Despair potion had been fully digested, Zhou Mingrui, standing at the edge of the deep darkness, smiled gently, "That's good."

    Lumian was stunned for a moment. "Mr. Fool?"

    Zhou Mingrui nodded slightly, "It's me now."

    He smiled and said, "You all did very well."

    Smiling, Lumian replied, "If you hadn't sealed away most of the Celestial Worthy's power, including His thinking ability, we would have had no chance of success."

    Lumian was still carefully using "sealed" to describe Zhou Mingrui's original state, but the truth might not be so.

    He had been saying this all along, mixing a bit of falsehood into his truth as he told the Celestial Worthy his guesses, judgments, and plans. Besides wanting to delay time, there was also an intention to reinforce the Celestial Worthy's cognition in this regard.

    Of course, whether this was true or false, after today. it would become true!

    Zhou Mingrui shook his head and smiled. "Relying on myself alone, it was already extremely difficult to restrain the Celestial Worthy. Without your help, the outcome might have been completely different.

    "For example, if you hadn't driven out Zaratul in advance, today's operation would definitely have had setbacks, and the awakened World might have pointed towards the Celestial Worthy.

    "And if it weren't for the help of those friends in the Western Continent, the Celestial Worthy might have had a chance to turn the tables in the end."

    So the Celestial Worthy's backup plan, the preparations made for the arrangements left by the original God Almighty, was intercepted and prevented by certain existences in the Western Continent. My original plan was just to race against time, using the concealment of the Evernight Goddess to complete the fusion of the three Gehrman Sparrow images before the Celestial Worthy's backup plan could truly take effect... The Celestial Master, or the Underworld Daoist? Lumian made a sound of agreement and said with feeling, "Indeed, without the efforts and groundwork laid by the Major Arcana card holders before, even if we had deciphered the true meaning of all the symbols today, we wouldn't have had time to create the character of Gehrman Sparrow. We could only have watched helplessly as the situation tilted towards the Celestial Worthy's side.

    "Similarly, without the hints from Peng Deng and Amon, we might still be exploring directions now, with the Celestial Worthy's fatal blow about to arrive..."

    Seeing that Lumian was very clearheaded and rational in recognizing this point, Zhou Mingrui nodded with satisfaction.

    Lumian didn't go on to talk about the contributions of gods and people like Stiano, Leodero, and Anderson, but asked eagerly, "Mr. Fool, can Aurore, my sister, really be resurrected?"

    Zhou Mingrui looked at Lumian and said in a calm voice, "With her soul fragments sealed inside you and not dissipated, if you were a Beyonder of the Seer pathway and had advanced to Miracle Invoker, then with my help, you could Graft one of your resurrections onto your sister's soul fragments. allowing her to truly return.

    "But now, you can only rely on the resurrection of the Demoness pathway to separate your sister in the future."

    Seeing Lumian fall into thought, Zhou Mingrui added, "You can no longer change pathways, and after your advancement to Demoness of Despair, Aurore's soul fragments have already fused with you to some extent. If you were to regress back to the beginning using the Sun pathway, her soul fragments wouldn't be able to withstand it and would completely dissipate."

    Lumian was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Will the resurrection achieved through the Demoness pathway in the future be an essential resurrection, a true resurrection?"

    "Yes," Zhou Mingrui sighed and said, "But wishes are often distorted, and the way they are realized may not be what you want. Just like when you saved my believer back then, I noticed you and foresaw that you would play an important role in the matter of dreams in the future, so I gave you the aura of the gray fog and my imprint. But I didn't expect this prophecy would be fulfilled in such a warped manner, and my actions were also part of the prophecy."

    "So that old man was your believer." Lumian suddenly realized.

    He laughed calmly. "Without the aura of the gray fog. perhaps I would never have met Aurore, never had that life in Cordu, and Aurore would still have been noticed by April's Fool, still been troubled by Roche Louise Sanson, and maybe wouldn't even have had a chance at resurrection."

    At this point, Lumian took a breath and said, "I understand.

    "As long as it's an essential, true resurrection, I can accept any form of realization."

    Zhou Mingrui nodded slightly and extended his right palm. "You can give me that bottle of Samaritan Women's Spring water processed by Mr. Azik now."

    As Lumian took out the small golden bottle from his Traveler's Bag, he asked puzzledly, "Mr. Fool, now that Gehrman Sparrow has been 'born', you don't need to drink this spring water anymore, right? The Celestial Worthy is sealed within you, so Him drinking is equivalent to you drinking, and besides, this only has a very weak effect on Sequence 0 True Gods."

    The small golden bottle suddenly appeared in Zhou Mingrui's right hand, while Lumian's hand was now empty.

    "I still need to sleep for a while longer." Zhou Mingrui said with a smile. "Now is the opportunity to fuse with the Celestial Worthy and better resist Him, and this bottle of spring water is the medium.

    "Gehrman Sparrow will become The Fool, embodying a bit of my will, until I fully awaken."

    "Still need to fuse with the Celestial Worthy?" Lumian asked in confusion.

    Zhou Mingrui nodded. "Yes, both fusing and resisting; this is currently the only path."

    "Doesn't that mean..." Lumian suddenly closed his mouth, remembering a certain mystical knowledge he knew.

    The spiritual imprint of the original Creator within the Beyonder characteristics was indestructible, including those of the original God Almighty and The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings!

    Zhou Mingrui smiled and said, "No matter how I clinch victory, no matter how much you help me, in the long run, the one who will ultimately win this confrontation will inevitably be the Celestial Worthy."

    Seeing Lumian fall silent, Zhou Mingrui continued with a gentle expression, "Most humans know they only have a few decades of life and are destined to pass away in the not-too-distant future, but this doesn't prevent them from enjoying their lives, from doing meaningful things, from being happy, suffering, sad, moved, satisfied, and missing others.

    "You've also seen from Roselle's experience during this time that there is a lot of truth within dreams, that hope lies hidden at the end of despair, and that a moment's brilliance might point towards eternity."

    Lumian was speechless for a moment.

    After about ten seconds, he sighed. "Resisting every day, being eroded, trying to fuse, continuing for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, wouldn't it be very tiring?

    "Wouldn't it be like before, when you still maintained self-awareness, but suddenly found yourself smiling strangely in the mirror?"

    "It would." Zhou Mingrui sighed with a smile. "When I fully awaken this time, except for the strongest and most intense parts of Zhou Mingrui and Klein Moretti's emotions and humanity, everything else might no longer be the me of now."

    This wasn't said in a speculative tone.

    "As for whether it's tiring..." Zhou Mingrui's tone became a little more animated, "Of course it's very tiring, but there's no choice; someone has to do this, right?"

    Lumian's thoughts were jumbled and chaotic. He opened his mouth and said, "Is it worth it?"

    Zhou Mingrui looked at him, suddenly took a step back, and fell into that deep darkness.

    He didn't dissolve quickly like other dream characters falling into this darkness, but sank slowly as if in seawater.

    Zhou Mingrui raised his right hand, brought that bottle of Samaritan Women's Spring water to his mouth, and drank it.

    Then, as he slowly sank, he looked at Lumian outside the deep darkness, showed a gentle smile similar to before, and answered in a calm voice. "It's worth it."

    After saying this, he suddenly winked his left eye at Lumian, not at all steady or serious, and not at all like the lofty Mr. Fool.

    Lumian watched Zhou Mingrui sink into the depths of darkness until even his blurry silhouette disappeared.

    He muttered to himself, "Worth it..."

    In the movie theater, as those streams of white light merged, as Zhou Mingrui disappeared into the deep darkness, Gehrman Sparrow, who had been standing still as if asleep, suddenly raised his head.

    He opened his eyes, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce through his gold-rimmed glasses.

    With this, the sky of the dream city completely peeled away, all buildings collapsed with a rumble, and the images of characters like Grimm and Zhang Qing blurred until they completely dissipated.

    Franca was confused for a moment, then woke up.

    She saw a room full of people, saw the bright smile on Madam Justice's face that came from the heart, saw Madam Magician drinking red wine, saw clear and brilliant radiance.

    Outside the window, the sunlight was just right.
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      -"I won't lose too much, just myself. There are always some things that are more important than others."

      -“Great Master, are you afraid?” - "Yes".

      Pray and believe in the Fool, for his victory.
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    Chapter 1032: The Power of Many


    Madam Justice didn't give up, once again weaving a new Gehrman Sparrow identity.

    At this time, silhouettes appeared in the thin gray fog surrounding the dream city. They quickly swam towards the passage opened by Madam Magician, bringing violent tremors and self-contraction to the "door".

    Madam Magician struggled against this, not letting the dream door close, not letting Madam Justice's attempt to weave Gehrman Sparrow's dream manifestation be и interrupted.

    Mr. Hanged Man, who had already put down his liquor turned his gaze towards this direction, his hand already holding a blasphemous card.

    The Tyrant card!

    Boom!

    Thunder crashed, and layers of intertwining silvery- white lightning struck the black silhouettes in the thin gray fog, making them writhe and struggle before dissipating, unable to approach the passage opened by Madam Magician.

    Madam Justice remained unaffected, continuing to weave Gehrman Sparrow's dream manifestation.

    In the altar, once the Gehrman Sparrow image created by Mystical Re-enactment was temporarily stabilized po by countless anchors, Mr. Star, who had been standing by the window, walked step by step towards this area.

    As he walked, he recited:

    "Like a storm petrel, soaring without yield,

    "Knowing the tempest, mastering the field,

    "Compelling them to peace,

    "Brewing calm into rich release[1]…"

    As the poem echoed, the sunlight in the room suddenly dimmed, as if clouds had drifted in.

    Gehrman Sparrow on the altar closed his eyes in response, entering a deep slumber.

    Now, he too was dreaming.

    It was a nightmare, but also hope.

    Seeing this scene, Mr. Moon, who had been quietly enduring the scorching sunlight, let his black cloak rise up behind him, like a giant bat spreading its wings.

    He flew to the starlight gate opened by Madam Magician, entered that illusory passage, and arrived outside the hole leading into the dream city.

    He didn't try to enter again, but turned around, reached out his hands, and created an illusory, hazy door inscribed with numerous mystical symbols out of thin air.

    This was the Door of Summoning. Door of Summoning from Sequence 3 High Summoner of the Moon pathway.

    Mr. Moon wanted to summon Gehrman Sparrow, the current Gehrman Sparrow on the altar!

    The next second, he opened his mouth and began to chant the corresponding honorific names and specific summoning incantations in ancient Hermes, "The Blessed of the spirit world and Sefirah Castle:

    "The Mystery stemming from ancient times;

    "The witness of an extended history;

    "Angel who redeems mankind;

    "Protector of all impoverished children;

    "The great Gehrman Sparrow…"

    In this kind of summoning directed at the false, the entire honorific name had to be recited.

    As the subsequent incantations also echoed, that illusory, hazy door suddenly opened wide, revealing a boundless darkness dotted with stars and fluttering shadows.

    But to Mr. Moon's slight disappointment, the Gehrman Sparrow image on the altar only turned to the side, with no other movement.

    The power of reality seemed to be preventing this false event.



    In the Yangdu High-Speed Rail Station, half in deep darkness.

    Lumian looked at Zhou Mingrui and said to himself, "These all come from Mr. Fool's arrangements, all guided by fate.

    "Since Mr. Fool sealed you, the Celestial Worthy, with this self-image of Zhou Mingrui, before he truly gains a significant advantage, awakening Mr. Fool would be equivalent to awakening you, the Celestial Worthy. So what we need is not awakening, but creating The World Gehrman Sparrow out of thin air in the dream.

    "Only in this way will he not be a product of the merged consciousness of Mr. Fool and you, the Celestial Worthy, but pure and uncontaminated.

    "His source is the believer anchors of Gehrman Sparrow, the cognition of Gehrman Sparrow by a large number of humans in the real world and the dream city, and the understanding of Mr. Fool by the Major Arcana card holders of the Tarot Club, not involving you, the Celestial Worthy.

    "This is equivalent to Mr. Fool dragging you into slumber together, then creating a highly related identity that can stably exist with the help of others to wield authority on his behalf. The gradual strengthening of this identity will help him gain an advantage using the corresponding authority, ultimately truly sealing you and awakening himself.

    "This is the correct interpretation of the prophecy 'The awakening of The World spells The Fool's return'.

    "This is also what you've been wary of all along, which is why you replaced the dream manifestations related to Gehrman Sparrow and had your subordinates Infiltrate the Church of The Fool, trying to make the final formed Gehrman Sparrow point to you instead of Mr. Fool.

    "In that case, it would become 'The awakening of The World spells the Celestial Worthy's return',"

    Zhou Mingrui calmly laughed twice, "What if your judgment and choices are all wrong?"

    Lumian shrugged and said, "If they're wrong, then they're wrong.

    "I never thought I would succeed in everything I do. On the contrary, I've always considered myself a failure.

    "Failure is not scary. The failures of the Major Arcana card holders have paved the way for us, and our failures will also eliminate wrong answers for the future lucky coin holders and point out the correct, direction. This attempt will certainly delay the time for you, the Celestial Worthy, to achieve victory.

    "In the time to come, there will be batch after batch of lucky coin holders arriving, standing on our shoulders, continuing to climb, looking further, until the true apocalypse arrives."

    At this point, Lumian smiled at Zhou Mingrui, "This is very similar to a saying I learned in the dream city.

    "Success doesn't have to be achieved by me, but I must contribute to its achievement!"

    Zhou Mingrui fell silent.



    In Trier, inside the luxurious villa, in Franca's bedroom.

    As Madam Justice suffered another failure and began weaving Gehrman Sparrow's dream manifestation for the third time, while Mr. Hanged Man continued using lightning to prevent those black shadows in the gray fog from approaching the "door", Mr. Moon repeated the summoning incantation once more.

    The Gehrman Sparrow on the altar, with his eyes closed, swayed, wanting to respond to the summoning in his dream, but unable to overcome the power of reality.

    At this moment, around Mr. Star's emerald eyes, transparent worms seemingly with twelve segments crawled out.

    They quickly formed a complex mystical symbol.

    The symbol representing deception!

    Almost simultaneously, Madam Judgment approached the altar and said in ancient Hermes, "Truth recedes here, while illusion grows stronger!"

    Suddenly, the air in the bedroom solidified.

    Gehrman Sparrow's figure first disappeared from the altar, then crossed that mysterious hazy summoning door, appearing in front of Mr. Moon, appearing in the passage opened by Madam Magician, appearing outside the hole leading into the dream city.

    Then, Gehrman Sparrow's destination was also "deceived".

    This character image created jointly by Mystical Reenactment, numerous anchors, and nightmare power flickered as it flew towards the dream city.

    Suddenly, in the dark void outside the gray fog. silhouettes of people emerged.

    They bypassed the lightning storm, charging one after another towards the "door" opened by Madam Magician, towards Gehrman Sparrow.

    At this critical moment, no Major Arcana card holder could spare a hand or stop them in time.

    Madam Judgment couldn't help but look out the window.

    Madam Tinekerr and Madam Sharron had also arrived, guarding against accidents. Would They be able to act in time?

    A moment later, Madam Magician saw a lighter-colored mist spreading outside the gray fog. Within the mist, there seemed to be a wilderness, a river.

    Those figures flying towards Gehrman Sparrow crashed into the mist and suddenly disappeared.

    Finally, Gehrman Sparrow, carrying numerous anchors, arrived inside the movie theater in the dream city.

    At this time, Madam Justice had woven Gehrman Sparrow's dream manifestation for the third time.

    The two Gehrman Sparrows attracted each other and merged together.

    "Gehrman Sparrow!

    "Gehrman Sparrow!"

    The audience in the movie theater started shouting loudly.

    With these shouts, the newly appeared Gehrman Sparrow became clearer, noticeably more stable.

    But he still kept his eyes tightly closed, as if he didn't have a soul yet.

    The repulsive force of the dream descended.

    At this moment, Franca, pulling the Gehrman Sparrow from the movie, ran out of the screen.

    Then, she saw another Gehrman Sparrow in front of her, also wearing a silk top hat and long black coat.

    This is... Franca had no time to think about anything else, as she caught a glimpse of the Gehrman Sparrow behind her starting to rapidly dissipate.

    She gritted her teeth and, following the guidance of her Demoness of Despair spiritual intuition, pulled the Gehrman Sparrow from the movie towards the one in front.

    The next second, she let go of the arm of the Gehrman Sparrow from the movie, watching as he was attracted and drawn by mystical forces, actively approaching the other Gehrman Sparrow and merging into him.

    Rumble!

    Terrifying noises came from midair again.

    This time, it didn't sound like thunder rumbling, but closer to the collapse of the dream.

    "Oh…" Franca suddenly made a surprised sound.



    Inside Yangdu High-Speed Rail Station, the collapsed half remained in deep darkness.

    Lumian looked up at the rumbling sky, then smiled at Zhou Mingrui, who was standing at the edge, just one step away from falling into darkness.

    "Their attempt seems to have succeeded.

    "Using countless anchors, Mystery Pryer powers, and Nightmare powers to create a Gehrman Sparrow image in reality, then finding a way to send him into the dream city to combine with the Gehrman Sparrow dream manifestation woven by the Dreamweaver wasn't a plan I came up with. It was a plan the Major Arcana card holders, had long ago, but hadn't had the chance to implement.

    "My contribution was to suggest that the Gehrman Sparrow manifestation from the movie was the earliest to appear, produced out of thin air, and that a Demoness of Despair could bring him out of the screen. Why not try combining all three?

    "Well, I had another contribution: creating such an opportunity."

    Zhou Mingrui listened calmly, without any emotional change.

    Suddenly, Lumian's smile became radiant, and he said softly to Zhou Mingrui, "My Despair potion has been fully digested."

    [1] The last two lines are adapted from Rilke's "Day in Autumn"
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      and Frankie's Despair potion?
      (I ask with great hope)
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        Технически это не обязательно CW. Если Клейн или клуб Таро чувствуют отчаяние это тоже приведет к перевариванию зелья. Просто уточняю этот момент.
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    It collapsed? I wonder what/if something went wrong?

    Failure is the first step to success... I think they only brought him out symbolically
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