Triggering

Lumian and the others were Past drawn to those Crystal-clear Beautiful Eyes, as if their very souls were being captivated by the Depths of that crimson gaze.

But in an instant, those Eyes were filled with Rationality rage, madness, and chaos, and the core of the resulting Whirlpool was an indescribable Cavern.

This sight caused all the onlookers a pang of discomfort, as if something that should have been perfect had been smashed and cracked.

Lumian had just shaken off the feeling of being immersed in the abscess when he saw the "Abscessed Severed Hand's " scarlet eyes staring at him.

The first thing it noticed was its Contract.

It made no attempt to conceal its cruel and bloodthirsty impulses.

Lumian's heart skipped a beat, and the hairs on his body stood on end, stimulated by the sensation.

"Damn it, it's going to attack me first!" Lumian immediately prepared to "Teleportation" to the side of the Corpse Mountain Peak in the Mirror World to avoid the "Abscessed Severed Hand" attack.

He felt wronged. He was just watching the show and didn't even try to interfere with the reunion of the Severed-Hand Brother, yet he was targeted by the other party. Julie and Vanak were clearly the bad guys!

"Besides, I painstakingly collected all the parts of your body. I don't expect you to thank me, but at least don't kill me first!" Lumian muttered to himself, following his "Hunter's" instincts and his own Personality, while activating the Black Mark on his right shoulder.

At this moment, both Julie and Vanak sensed that the body, which had evolved from rotten and disgusting to near perfection, was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Taking advantage of the opportunity presented by the "Abscessed Severed Hand" targeting Lumian, they each prepared their most powerful and likely effective attacks.

Julie raised her left hand and pointed to the sky.

High above, in the deep darkness, the clouds, swept by the Gale, swirled into a massive Whirlpool toward the eye of the storm. Depths the Whirlpool, a dark, Iron-Black Meteorite slowly emerged, its weight extraordinary.

"Abscessed Severed Hand" immediately shifted his gaze from Lumian's rapidly disappearing figure to Julie.

Within those crystal-clear, beautiful scarlet Eyes, Julie's figure in a slit Long Dress was reflected, and then the "Abscessed Severed Hand" revealed its raised, white palm.

The hand clenched tightly.

Julie's neck suddenly made a cracking sound, and it visibly caved inward.

Smash! Smash! Smash! The Mirror on her body shattered one after another, but they couldn't help her escape her current predicament.

She slowly floated upwards, her facial muscles Distortion in Pain, as if someone were lifting her into the air by her neck.

Her hands instinctively recoiled, trying to pry open the invisible hand gripping her neck.

The Iron-Black Meteorite that was about to take shape then disintegrated, the Gale subsided, and the clouds dispersed.

Lumian, who had just sketched his figure on the side of the Corpse Mountain Peak, was deeply moved by the sight of the "Abscessed Severed Hand."

In the outside world, without hiring a "Magician" Lady to look after you beforehand, fulfilling the Contract would be tantamount to suicide.

At this moment, Lumian felt inexplicably relieved, as if an invisible shackle had been removed from his body.

He fulfilled his promise and was no longer unable to attain Divinity.

Lumian's gaze swept over Julie, whose mouth was slowly opening and Julie face was growing increasingly bluish-purple, and he frowned in confusion:

Where is Sallys?

"Julie is in charge of stopping the disruptors in the Mirror World, while Sallys is taking action against '0-01'?"

In a flash, Lumian's gaze fell upon Albus Medici, who was now several hundred meters away.

This guy also has a lot of problems...

"He could have influenced and manipulated the Steel Soldier Puppets in the Underground Mausoleum, so why did he wait until Julie and Sallys acted first before entering?"

"Is he also making some preparations, or is he worried that he won't be able to overcome Vanak's obstruction and wants to wait for an opportunity when things get chaotic?"

Just as Julie's eyes began to bulge as she resolved to unleash the full power of the Sapphire Ring, the Mirror World began to shake violently again, with obvious cracks appearing in all directions.

Within these cracks, almost invisible Flames emerged and seeped in.

In an instant, the sky and the earth began to Burning.

Lumian was suddenly overcome with an urge to submit, his body instinctively avoiding the almost invisible Flames that existed in individual forms, and avoiding the gradually melting soil, rocks, and void.

He felt that even with his resistance to Burning damage, he couldn't withstand such Flames; once he touched them, he would quickly be reduced to ashes.

Almost simultaneously, his right palm became unusually hot, and a violent and frenzied aura surged within his body, yet it could not break free from the deathly cold restraints imposed by the "Underworld Daoist" mark.

The Residual Aura of "Blood Emperor" Alista Tudor was activated on its own, fully activated!

This made Lumian feel like a balloon that was about to reach its limit, but was still being constantly inflated.

This is incredibly Pain.

The area around the "Abscessed Severed Hand" was where the mirror cracked the most and where the Flames surged the most. This perfect body was plunged into Burning Hell, its head slowly lowering, and the hand that had been holding Julie's hand in the air released its grip.

Witnessing such Change and feeling unspeakable Pain, Lumian suddenly remembered a passage from the "0-01" sealed data:

"Beyonder of Sequence 5 or higher are not permitted to approach. Warning! Beyonder of Sequence 5 or higher are not permitted to approach!"

Now, the regenerated "Abscessed Severed Hand" has clearly acquired Divinity, powerful Divinity!

"Yes, it was '0-01' that sensed the appearance of Half-God- level Beyonder, who was forcibly breaking through the Barrier of the Mirror World?"

"My, my ' Blood Emperor ' Brand, stimulated by the aura of '0-01,' has been uncontrollably and completely activated?" Lumian thought in extreme Pain, his thoughts fragmented as a result.

Albus Medici also lowered his head, and the Flames hair on his back grew another inch.

Julie plummeted to the top of the Frost Steps, finally escaping her Near-Death state.

On her fair and slender neck, redness and bruising intertwined, with five deep finger marks embedded in the flesh.

Julie exhaled and raised her left hand again.

She and the book planned to take advantage of the opportunity when the enemy who almost killed her was restrained by the power infiltrated by "0-01" to completely eliminate it.

On the other side, a near-blue Flames erupted from Vanak's body.

He then extended his right palm, causing the Flames to surge forward rapidly, forming a huge Fireball.

The Fireball attracted the surrounding, almost invisible Flames, drawing them together and merging them layer by layer.

Behind Vanak, the Undead Army was ignited by the Flames seeping in through the cracks, but instead of turning to ashes, they merged with the Flames and flew one by one toward the Fireball created by Vanak.

The Fireball grew larger and larger, gradually turning purple.

Vanak, his lips clenched tightly, his Eye Sockets Burning with dark red Flames, had reached the limit of what he could maintain.

He immediately pushed the enormous, pale purple Fireball towards the "Abscessed Severed Hand."

The moment the Fireball touched the perfect body of the "Abscessed Severed Hand," a Meteorite, ignited by friction with the air, fell from above.

The Meteorite fell faster and faster, striking the target that was in a semi-submissive state and unable to move.

As Lumian struggled against the Residual Aura the "Blood Emperor's " aura, he first saw flames erupt and Dust rise before hearing the deafening roar that made his ears ring and feeling the earth shake violently.

The world lost its color, turning gray and gloomy.

"It worked?" Julie looked on with delight at the area where the Meteorite had fallen.

Although the place was shrouded in Dust, billowing smoke, and raging with invisible storms, Julie still managed to use her connection with this Mirror World to project the scene of the explosion 'Mirror Core Area into her Eyes.

The perfect body had been blown to pieces, the flesh and blood either charred or evaporated, leaving only a broken, black skeleton standing in place.

But on that skeleton, a little bit of Rebirth flesh was growing, and the bone tissue was wriggling, fading its charred color.

"He's still not dead?" A heavy weight settled over Julie's heart.

The next second, Julie felt a sharp pain between her eyebrows, as if the flesh there had gained self-awareness and wanted to seep out, break free from the skin's constraints, and fully reveal its own form.

Julie's ears began to ring, and the image that echoed in her mind was of Blood-Colored Banner fluttering high above.

With a sudden, Pain contortion on her face, she thought with difficulty, "Am I... am I being targeted by '0-01'?"

"I'm almost... almost unable to hold on..."

"I'm going to become its Marionette..."

Julie's body gradually bent forward, as if she could no longer bear the invisible weight. Her Eyes gradually darkened, and veins became visible through them.

She gazed at Vanak in the Wilderness, at the Dust rising into the sky, her eyes gradually becoming frenzied, as if she had returned to the state she was in when she first Morola.

She Teeth and whispered, "I'll take everyone here with me!"

"Sallys, the rest is up to you!"

Do you remember the famous line from the book "Eternal Love"?

"' Idiot, just live on!'"

"Live on! "Julie screamed silently, and the Sapphire Ring on her left hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

She was praying for the Primordial Witch Descent!

In the light, the Blood-Colored mark between Julie's eyebrows faded rapidly, and her hair floated up, growing longer and thicker.

Her surroundings were quickly tinged with Gray-White, and the entire Wilderness grew increasingly Gray-White.

Lumian froze, as if he had turned into a Stone Statues, while the Residual Aura of the "Blood Emperor" in the palm of his right hand brought an endless Burning pain.

Then, he saw Julie, whose appearance had changed, suddenly turn around and look at him from within the Gray-White.

Trier, in the Sacrificial Plaza at the entrance area of Third Layer of the Catacombs.

Franca had checked the surroundings, confirmed that no one else was present, and set up the "Mirror Image Maze."

"You can drink the Potion now." She nodded to Jenna.

Jenna immediately took out the corresponding materials from the "Traveler’s Bag" and used a Crystal Glass as a container to concoct the "Pleasure" Potion.

Looking at the Potion that shimmered with pinkish- Blood-Colored, Jenna didn't hesitate. She tilted her head back slightly and gulped it down.

She felt herself floating up, as if she were walking on clouds. She felt a slight, tingling pain all over her body. Her hair, influenced by an unseen force, broke free from the earth's pull and stretched into the distance.

In the dim light, Jenna saw what appeared to be Python swimming towards her from the surrounding darkness, and she straightened her upper body.

Each of these Python had a strange eye on its head, which gave Jenna an instinctive and strong Danger Premonition, as if she would be torn to pieces at any moment.

The illusion vanished in an instant, Jenna saw a blurry, holy figure draped in a simple white robe.

The Women figure sighed Cavern and ethereally, "As a Women, do you know how dangerous this road is?"

"I had no choice," Jenna replied, half-conscious and half-dazed.

The holy figure remained silent for a moment before saying, "Reconcile with your Person in the Mirror, for you are originally one."

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

The figure gradually faded, seemingly about to disappear.

Jenna blurted out, "Are you Lady Krismona? Who is your father?"

As soon as she asked the question, Jenna wanted to slap herself.

Has this become a habit from constantly discussing unserious matters with Lumian and Franca? There are clearly many more important things to ask, yet you've come up with such an irrelevant question!

The holy figure in the simple white robe paused for a moment before saying, "My father is Alista Tudor."