An open scheme

The Feysac Empire, located in Saint-Milon on the Coast of the Sea of Mist.

Wearing extravagant Golden earrings and sporting long Crimson hair, Snarner Einhorn was fiddling with a collection of Jewelry when he suddenly looked up at the southern sky.

He was first surprised, then looked puzzled, and then remained in the room without doing anything.

Far out in the coastal region of the Kingdom of Feynapotter, the deep purple streak of light flew faster and faster, having broken free from the Hurricane's encirclement, leaving behind terrifying roars.

Somewhere in the Republic of Intis.

Dist, the president of the "Iron and Blood Cross Order," with his Red Hair neatly combed back, wearing a blue military uniform, with iron-black Eyes and obvious wrinkles, withdrew his gaze from the chessboard made of Brass Soldier Puppets and turned his eyes to the sky.

He instinctively tried to transform into a deep purple rainbow with a hint of blue and rise up from the ground, but ultimately managed to control himself.

He muttered to himself, "With such a commotion, the Deity must have all come to look..."

Will the Angel of the Orthodox God Church try to seize it because of this?

And so, under the watchful eyes of countless gazes, the deep purple light stretched across the Kingdom of Feynapotter.

Paradoxically, no one stopped it, and no one tried to obtain it.

Bansy Harbor.

Seeing Lumian turn his gaze westward, Franca and Jenna followed suit, but saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Franca asked, puzzled.

Lumian said thoughtfully, "I feel that the Full-Length Mirror in the ' Blue Avenger's ' vault has shattered, and the Beyonder Characteristic ' Weather Warlock ' attribute hidden behind it is traversing the Northern Continent, flying from the Sea of Fog towards me."

Jenna was stunned.

Franca was also taken aback and blurted out:

"Such a thing is possible?"

"What a classic plot twist: treasures come to you on their own..."

They came to Bansy to find clues about the remaining "Weather Warlock" Beyonder Characteristic, but a "Weather Warlock" Beyonder Characteristic traveled thousands of miles to seek their help?

Lumian estimated for a moment, then calmly said, "This all started with my experience with the Mysticism just now."

Franca's eyes lit up; she was very interested in the story Lumian was about to tell.

Jenna did the same, but she considered it more carefully, reminding Lumian:

"Aren't you going to prepare? What if that Beyonder Characteristic ' Weather Warlock ' isn't coming to join you, but to kill you?"

"Past experiences and the reasons behind them can be discussed after everything is over; there's no need to waste time on them now."

The necessary preparations need to be made quickly. For example, pray to Mr. The Fool and ask him to watch over you; or summon the Messenger of Lady. Magician and Promise to exchange a "Book of Post-Apocalypse" for help...

In short, be prepared to fight a major battle against the items formed by the Beyonder Characteristic of the "Weather Warlock".

Lumian smiled and said, "No rush. Although it flies very fast, it will still take a little over an hour to get here."

At this point, Lumian shook his head:

"It can't ' Teleportation ' and can't travel between ' Mirror World,' it's just that troublesome and slow."

"..." Jenna was speechless for a moment.

Franca then raised another question:

"Won't they get kidnapped halfway there?"

"If the Orthodox God Church takes it, we can discuss the rest. We can exchange it for the ' Book of Post-Apocalypse.' Anyway, that thing is all mystical stuff, not very useful, and just a lot of trouble." Lumian laughed. "If those Evil God god believers try to intercept us halfway, with such a big commotion, wouldn't they just expose themselves and walk into a trap?"

While the "Book of Post-Apocalypse" is actually quite useful in responding to believers' needs—there are few Wish that cannot be fulfilled by bestowing good fortune— Lumian, as a "Fate Hunter," can also accomplish this work, albeit in a more complicated and less effective way.

"That's true..." Franca thought for a moment, then joked, "Why don't you take the initiative to welcome that Beyonder Characteristic? It's come all this way to seek you out, you should show it some respect and enthusiasm!"

"Let's see." Lumian wasn't really sure what that Beyonder Characteristic, or rather, that "0m•hetushu•com•com" level Sealed Artifact, wanted to do, so he decided to stay in Bansy Harbor and wait.

This place was destroyed by the Church of the Lord of Storms and is no longer inhabited by humans. Only adventurers and pirates occasionally come to explore it, hoping to find treasures that others have not yet discovered.

Earlier today, Lumian confirmed that besides himself and his two companions, only wild animals remained on the island.

This is perfect for Half-God to fight, without having to worry about accidentally killing anyone.

Franca looked around and roughly understood Lumian's intention.

Jenna said, "Let's prepare first before recounting your experience during the Mysticism, to avoid any unexpected incidents along the way."

"Perhaps, some High-Ranking Being will be kind enough to shorten the distance for that Beyonder Characteristic, allowing it to arrive sooner."

Lumian accepted Jenna's advice and made preparations by praying and summoning Messenger.

Then, he began by recounting how his consciousness manifested in Telegraph Office in that "East" city, describing how Alista Tudor in the mirror, despite having a significant advantage and being full of fighting spirit, voluntarily gave up, stepped into the Gloom, and disappeared.

Before Franca and Jenna could respond, Lumian asked with a mixture of curiosity and doubt, "What did that person who also infiltrated the wooden Tower mean by muttering something after seeing me?"

He immediately began to Imitation the other person's pronunciation.

After a moment's thought, Franca suddenly laughed and said, "He's cursing ' Bad Luck '."

It means, I'm really unlucky to have met you.

"Did I influence his actions?" Lumian pondered. "Or perhaps he was once harmed by Beyonder using the ' Witch ' Pathway? Witch don't have a good reputation in the Western Continent?"

"Do you think Witch have a good reputation in the Southern and Northern Continent?" Franca said with a laugh. "I think he was really tricked by Witch. Otherwise, a normal person's instinctive reaction to seeing your face wouldn't be to curse Bad Luck. He's suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder."

Jenna chuckled and looked at Lumian, saying, "It seems that the Beyonder Characteristic of that ' Weather Warlock ' might not be a good thing. I can smell a conspiracy in it."

"Kill you? It wasn't a surprise attack, and it wasn't in a Concealment environment. It's almost impossible for Saint to kill Mr. ' The Fool ' unless someone helps stop the Fool. And the Book... Unless the Evil God complete their invasion and the Apocalypse comes early, no one who could stop Mr. ' The Fool ' would have any motive..." Franca looked at Lumian, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Willingly become an ingredient in your Potion, let you consume it to advance, and then link it with the Residual Aura of the ' Blood Emperor ' in your body to complete the Resurrection and take over your body? Isn't this kind of conspiracy too blatant? Any normal person could think of it, right?"

"Yes." Lumian nodded. "I can also ask Mr. ' The Fool ' to help shatter the properties and remove the remaining ' Blood Emperor ' spirit from within. Even if it can't be completely eliminated, it won't allow Alista Tudor to Resurrection inside me."

"Then what is this...?" Franca and Jenna exchanged a glance, both somewhat bewildered.

Lumi and _Tu_Shuan suddenly smiled:

"This should be an open strategy."

"Alista Tudor wants me to become Angel."

"Only then will the Resurrection preparations He reserved be truly revealed."

"That One ' Red Angel ' Medici told me before that he would give me a chance to hunt me down after I became Angel. It was probably not because I was too weak at the time and He looked down on me, nor was it because He had a deep feeling for my experience. That might be part of it, but it was definitely not the main reason."

"He is also waiting for me to advance to Sequence 2."

Jenna frowned slightly and said, "You mean, Alista Tudor's current goal is to elevate you to the Angel, and whether you choose to become a ' Weather Warlock ' or a ' Calamity Witch,' whether you use this Beyonder Characteristic or something else, it won't affect the final outcome?"

"That must be it." Lumian nodded, a half-smile playing on his lips. "That's why Alista Tudor in the mirror was able to suppress his madness and murderous intent."

Franca and Jenna fell silent, unsure of what to say.

You can't exactly advise Lumian against becoming Angel, can you?

"What's meant to happen will happen," Lumian said with a slight lift of her chin, her voice as calm as ever. "I'm also curious to see what awaits me; I hope it won't disappoint me."

Franca sighed upon hearing this:

"Let it be chaotic, let it be chaotic. Anyway, the Apocalypse is coming, so a little chaos is good. There's a chance to win in chaos."

An hour Past quickly, and Lumian, who had been weak and exhausted from the Mysticism Ritual, recovered to his best condition.

A deep purple streak of light suddenly flew in from the western sky. As it drew closer, it grew larger and larger until it was clearly visible to Lumian, Franca, and Jenna.

It was a Purple Flames Burning fiercely, with a pure blue hue showing at its core.

Within this ball of Flames were also streaks of Iron-Black metal, which formed a massive skeleton.

Deep purple and blue Flames flowed across the iron frame, trailing long tail feathers, making the whole thing resemble a magnificent Giant Bird that was tens of meters long and had wings that covered the sky.

Before the giant, deep purple-blue, fiercely Burning Giant Bird had even truly approached Bansy Harbor, the Weeds, the trees on the edge of the Ruins, and the remaining walls all spontaneously combusted.

A crackling sound rang out as Bansy was engulfed in flames.

At the same time, a loud voice, tinged with contempt and a hint of arrogance, echoed in Lumian's ears:

Do you dare to face me?

This is in Ancient Hermetic.

Lumian suddenly realized that this direct confrontation had several layers of meaning:

Do you dare face my attack alone and survive?

Do you dare use the Beyonder Characteristic I extracted to advance to "Weather Warlock"?

Do you have the guts and the Courage?

Lumian's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to Franca and Jenna, saying, "You two should leave this Sea Area first."

Jenna and Franca exchanged a glance but said nothing more.

In crucial moments, they all unhesitatingly trusted Lumian's judgment and choices.

Franca's eyes immediately reflected layers of Gloom, and then she pulled Jenna away from Bansy Harbor through the Mirror World.

Lumian withdrew his gaze, looked up at the Purple-Flame Giant Bird that blotted out the sky, reached into the "Traveler’s Bag," and pulled out the "Book of Post-Apocalypse" bound together from Sheepskin.