An early trade

New Silver City.

Derrick Berg picked up the prepared "Lightseeker" Potion, looked at the liquid that resembled streams of Pure Light converging, and poured it into his mouth.

In an instant, it was as if he had approached the real Sun; his entire body was ignited and showed signs of melting.

Derrick did not back down and continued to "run" towards the Sun he sensed.

His body quickly became like molten metal, first dripping liquid down, then rapidly softening and flowing to the ground like water.

His bones melted, his internal organs melted, his brain melted, and his spirit and consciousness were rapidly dissipating.

But he still did not stop relying on the core of his own Justice for support, following the light and the Sun he sensed in his vague consciousness, struggling and wriggling forward.

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the Forsaken Land, back to the Old One days when he followed Chief Colin Iliad and Gehrman Sparrow to brave the Court of Giants. But the difference was that now, what enveloped everything was not darkness and Lightning, but the Crimson Moonlight that illuminated the darkness.

With his melting body and soul, Derrick continued his arduous yet resolute pursuit, clinging to the belief that he would give up everything for the sake of the light.

As the light drew closer, his spirit merged with the intense heat, leaving only a remnant of consciousness.

He finally saw the double doors and felt that behind them lay the Sun and the light he had longed for.

His hazy consciousness crashed into the door, breaking it open a crack.

A vast Sea of golden light entered Derrick's Eyes, and a Sun, a blend of Blazing White and golden hues, rose slowly, illuminating everything and dispelling the crimson and darkness.

Derrick Berg stopped at the doorway with a smile.

He immediately sensed his spirit, soul, and body gradually flowing back and merging into one.

The gate he saw rapidly became illusory, while the Sun gradually faded in color, lost its form, and revealed its truest appearance:

A Chaos Whirlpool Face.

Lumian put the Dark-Gold Strange Mask back on his left shoulder, right in the center of his head, and, combined with the falling starlight, covered his face.

His trip to New Silver City was to fulfill a promise and help Mr. Sun Derrick, complete the Ritual.

The Ritual for "Lightseeker" requires finding an item of at least Angel-Level that is closely associated with the Mysticism "Sun," and then binding it with the most important memory closely related to one's core sense of Justice, placing it in front of oneself.

This provides a Beacon for Beyonder have taken the "Lightseeker" Potion, a Mysticism connection that will only melt away at the end, helping them not lose their way or become confused on their journey to "chase the light" or "chase the sun," and strengthening their will to persevere until the Potion completes its transformation.

In this Ritual, the part that bound the memory and the object together was "Grafting" by Mr. The Fool. The object was Lumian's Chaos Whirlpool Face, which is closely related to the "Chaos Sea" and naturally closely associated with the Mysticism "Sun".

Lumian needs to do is arrive at the scene, remove the mask, and let the Chaos Whirlpool Face reveal the power of the "Sun".

In good spirits, Derrick Berg, dressed in a simple white robe, bowed to Lumian.

Thank you for your help.

Lumian looked around and said with a smile, "I'd like to borrow a room."

"Okay." Derrick, the "Sun," didn't ask why.

He helped Lumian find a quiet reading room at the headquarters of the "The Fool" Church.

Lumian down, raised his left hand, and pressed it against the mask in the center of his head.

The shadow beneath him suddenly began to wriggle, as if it had gained self-awareness.

Immediately afterwards, Lumian's voice resounded in his heart, falling into his own shadow and his own Fallen Nature:

"Mr. Naporidisli, I would like to meet with you now."

The sound sank into the Depths Pitch-Black, echoing layer upon layer.

With this level of utilization of the powers of the "Visionary" and the "The Hanged Man," Lumian did not need to break the seal or remove the mask.

Before long, Pitch-Black, Evil liquid seemed to be churning and surging within his shadow, and from it quickly grew a Naporidisli with ice-blue eyes.

"Good afternoon." Naporidisli gave a gentlemanly bow, sat down in the chair opposite him, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to Mysticism with the ' City of Calamity '?"

"It will take another two or three weeks to improve my body's balance. You wouldn't want me to blow up the ' City of Calamity ' so soon after I've taken it in, would you?" Lumian asked with a smile.

"So what do you want with me?" Naporidisli asked directly, without guessing any further.

Lumian chuckled:

"I would like to ask you to give me that Beyonder Characteristic of the ' Abomination ' in advance, otherwise I may not have time to operate it later."

"We need to prevent accidents; all preparations must be made in advance."

"But you haven't kept your promise," Naporidisli reminded him.

Lumian looked at Him and said in a mocking tone, "I'm not That One Celestial Worthy. Do I have Recording of breaking promises?"

"Besides, helping you is also helping myself. I have no reason not to keep my promise. At most, I can accept failure and indirectly prevent your attempt from succeeding, but in that case, everyone will die, including your ' Abomination ' clone. There's no point in keeping it."

Naporidisli remained silent and did not answer.

He never hesitates to speculate about others' intentions with the deepest malice.

He is the embodiment of malice.

"If you're still not comfortable with that, you can implant the spiritual imprint into my consciousness and mind right now," Lumian suggested. "I don't mind living with it for two or three weeks. The only problem is that it might have a reverse effect on you, Corruption you. You know what's inside me."

"But you can erase the spiritual imprint before the deep Mysticism," Naporidisli said hesitantly.

Lumian burst out laughing:

"Shall we sign another Notarized Document? I'll make it, with Mr. ' The Fool ' as witness?"

Naporidisli stared at Lumian for a few seconds, then smiled:

"No need, I trust you. I'll send my ' Abomination ' clone over right now."

"Let's wait until you have a deep Mysticism the ' City of Calamity ' before implanting the spiritual imprint."

"Deal." Lumian replied with a smile.

Not long after, Farbauti, the "Abomination" whose body was covered in gold and who wore a mask painted with white and black oil paint, emerged from the Spirit World and came before Lumian.

Naporidisli raised his head, exchanged a glance with "Abomination" Farbauti, and they nodded to each other.

Seeing this, Lumian said with emotion, "After the last ' Dream Festival,' in order to protect the Tomb and deal with the ' Rose School ' Indulgence Faction and the Angel of the Demon Family, we made a lot of preparations and waited for the next ' Dream Festival ' to begin. Who knew that none of them would be of any use? The early arrival of the Crimson Moon turned the whole world into Ruins, making it impossible for the ' Dream Festival ' to be held normally."

"That's why I wanted you to give me the Beyonder Characteristic of ' Abomination ' in advance. The enemy won't just watch us make preparations, they won't wait for us to be fully prepared before starting the Apocalypse."

"While there's still some time, we must get everything done as soon as possible. Don't keep thinking about waiting for the perfect moment; the Future is full of uncertainties."

Naporidisli smiled and replied, "While I doubt your motives, my mind tells me this is indeed something to be wary of."

With His words, "Abomination" Farbauti removed the Golden Mask that originated from the former "Death God" Salinger.

With a whoosh, pieces of gold covering His body fell off one by one, crashing to the ground with a clang.

His body was also disintegrating, and in just a few seconds, it turned into a strange, human-shaped tree covered in Viscous Black Liquid.

"Is this the Mythical Creature Form of the ' Abomination '?" Lumian asked, unusually curious.

Naporidisli smiled and shook his head:

"The Mythical Creature Form of the ' Chained ' Pathway are actually invisible, formless, and a collection of various Curse. The Mythical Creature Form you saw before were essentially the carriers of this collection. No, not carriers, but rather 'bound' and 'fixed' are more appropriate to describe them symbolically."

"Therefore, the Mythical Creature Form manifested through this Pathway depends on the self-awareness and the chosen possession during the advancement to Sequence 4 ' Puppet ' and Sequence 2 ' Ancient Evil,' which decomposes the bondage and fixation into various Curse."

"Half-God- level Mummy?" Lumian remembered the special item used in the "Puppet" ascension Ritual.

Naporidisli nodded slightly and said, "This is possession, but it doesn't necessarily have to be Half-God- level Mummy. Other items that can produce a similar effect and have the same status will do. Hehe, the Temperance Faction of the ' Rose School ' uses Mummy for ascension as a tradition, which is related to Tolzna's image and experience, and later influenced the burial style of the Highland Kingdom."

"The ascension of an ' Ancient Evil ' also requires finding an ancient, Evil item that can carry the power of Angel; it will become an important part of the final Mythical Creature Form."

"Soea and Tirya, being naturally Mythical Creature, have not completed the corresponding Sequence of advancement; their appearance is simply an amplification of their Beyonder Characteristic."

After discussing this matter, Naporidisli and Lumian exchanged a few more words about the Deep Mysticism before taking their leave.

No sooner had He left than Renette Tinicol, carrying four blonde, red-eyed heads, and Sharon, the "Temperance" lady, wearing a small soft hat, appeared in the room.

They sensed the Aggregation and followed their spiritual intuition to investigate.

"Our deal can proceed." Lumian smiled.

Sharon nodded, causing the Crystal crown hidden in the Spirit World to break free of its seal and fly towards Lumian.

This is the "Crimson Disaster," a level 0 Sealed Artifact corresponding to the "Crimson Calamity Witch."

"It's yours now." Lumian pointed to the Beyonder Characteristic of the "Abomination."

"Thank you for your help..." said the four heads of the Angel of Spirits Renette Tinicol, in turn.

Sharon lifted her skirt slightly and bowed to express her gratitude.

After the two Lady withdrew their Beyonder Characteristic and left the room, Lumian, holding the "Crimson Calamity," returned to where "The Sun" Derrick was and said with a smile, "You can trade me the ' Earth’s Gift ' now."

As he spoke, Cheek's Eyes turned into Mirror, and a figure emerged from them.

That was Giddas, a beauty almost beyond compare, with scarlet Eyes.