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Ring of Fate

Chapter 614: True Name

Chapter 614 True Name Rumble! As his body was torn apart by the explosion, Lumian relied on his "ascetic" tolerance of pain and his "arsonist" resistance to burning to once again activate the black mark on his right shoulder. He took Father Monserrate, whose neck was pierced by the "Song of Hate", and disappeared in the rolling waves of fire, appearing at the edge of the dark wilderness. His linen shirt, black vest and dark trousers had become tattered, and the exposed parts were all bloody and charred, and in some places one could even see the white bones. Father Monserrate was close to death. The dirty, translucent white film on his body had been torn and burned in the explosion and no longer existed. The mutated naked body underneath, which had grown multiple organs, was full of dents and scorch marks, and chunks of flesh and blood kept falling off. Snapped. After the first piece of flesh and blood fell to the dark edge covered with weeds, it suddenly seeped in as if it was absorbed by the soil. Seeing this, Lumian had an idea and grabbed Father Monserrate's body and started the "teleportation" again. He left the dark wilderness directly, his figure outlined on the deck bathed in crimson moonlight. At the same time, the illusory oak tree deep in the cargo hold peeled off its bark, and grew huge, moist, slippery petals of flesh. The engorged flesh began to wriggle, but only produced a human figure that was not even as big as a palm.

This figure was almost the same size as the mass of flesh and blood that Father Monserrate had just dropped to the ground and was absorbed by the wilderness. It has clean features and a youthful appearance, just like Father Monserrate who has been shrunk greatly. Father Monserrate had dull eyes and a stiff expression, without any sign of intelligence. The silver-white "Arrogant Armor" rushed over and swung down the newly condensed giant hammer of light, flattening the elf-like Father Monserrate and smashing him into a ball of bloody meat. The morning light began to rise, quickly melting the meat paste. The illusory, huge oak tree suddenly became more and more transparent, and the black wilderness covered with weeds quickly broke into pieces. In just a blink of an eye, the abnormal scene disappeared, and the cargo hold returned to its original state, except that several wooden boxes were broken, and there were obvious dents and deep marks on the steel walls and floor. On the other side, Lumian pulled out the black bone flute "Song of Hate" and watched as Father Monserrate's blood dripped onto the steel deck without any seepage. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Father Monserrate, who was lying on the ground in a dying state, weakly but persistently shouting: "To drive away the Son of God, you must master His true name! "His real name is..." Suddenly, Father Monserrate's voice disappeared, but his mouth was still opening and closing. And once again, Lumian could hear the unreal, hollow sound of a baby crying. The difference from before was that the crying sound was far away, as if it was in another world, and Lumian's body did not become stiff and cold, and he did not lose the ability to move. The invisible Son of God was still concerned about the aura of the Blood Emperor? Was this an instinctive fear? Lumian looked around quickly and found that the crimson moonlight on the deck, or around him, had disappeared. The area became extremely dark, and even the sound of the sea water could not be heard. "Wow! Wow! Wow!" The baby's crying continued, and it gradually became clear where it came from. Lumian suddenly lowered his head and cast his gaze towards Father Monserrate who had stopped breathing, towards the bloody corpse, and towards the corpse's abdomen. It seemed as if something was wriggling inside, and the belly, which already had a huge wound, became a strange blood red color. Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly, squatted on one knee, and stretched out his right hand holding the "Song of Hate" to Father Monserrate's bulging belly.

Stab it! With a gentle stroke of the black bone flute, Father Monserrate's blood-red belly split open, revealing bloody intestines and other internal organs. There was no so-called Son of God, no wet, dirty baby. Poof! A large amount of light yellow transparent liquid gushed out from the ruptured bloody belly, spilling all over the surrounding decks. "Wow! Wow! Wow!" The baby's cries became louder and louder, and it was getting closer and closer to Lumian. He seemed to be gradually suppressing his fear of the Blood Emperor's aura with anger and hatred. We need to find a professional to drive away this invisible Son of God... Lumian, who currently has enough spiritual power to use the "Spirit World Shuttle" twice, plans to look for help. "Hunter" is not an expert in doing this kind of thing! However, after Lumian activated the black mark on his right shoulder, he found that he could not sense the spirit world or the coordinates he had mastered. The abnormal darkness brought by the Son of God's mournful cry seemed to block the area. This is closer to the "other world"! There was no way to find help, nor to summon messengers or pray to higher beings... Lumian's eyes narrowed, and his heart sank. At this time, the crying of the Invisible Son of God was getting closer and closer, and he felt his body becoming a little stiff and cold again. As soon as his thoughts turned to him, Lumian, the "conspirator", quickly found a new plan: "The art of exorcising ghosts"! This is one of the five ritual magics from the "Mendicant Monks" that can drive away resentful spirits and even evil spirits. In essence, the Son of God who has not yet been born in the real world and is in an invisible state is very similar to resentful evil spirits! As for the fact that the "ghost exorcism technique" also requires an object to be prayed to, Lumian is not worried. First, he can use the name of "I". Second, if he wants to achieve better results, he can pray to Mr. Fool. When he cannot connect to the outside world, the "Fool" seal on his chest will respond nearby and provide status and power! In addition, Lumian, who has become an "ascetic monk", can simplify some aspects of the "exorcism technique" so that it can be completed in the shortest time. The problem now is that the "ghost exorcism technique" requires the target's real name and an item that he carries with him for a long time, and Lumian has neither. He returned his gaze to Father Monserrate's gaping, deflated belly, intent on searching for anything that might be relevant. And if he still hasn't found it after a minute, he will use all his strength to stimulate the aura of the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor to see if he can scare away the invisible Son of God, break through this abnormal darkness, and indirectly achieve the effect of expelling him. After scanning back and forth a few times, Lumian's eyes fell on the mess of blood-stained small intestines. In the middle of them was a short, flesh-colored, blood-stained strip that was clearly not fully developed. This... the undeveloped umbilical cord of the Son of God? If it is really an umbilical cord, then it is closely related to the Son of God, connected by blood and flesh. I don't even need to know His real name to make the "exorcism technique" successful... Lumian put away the "Song of Hate" and pulled off the thing that seemed to be an undeveloped umbilical cord. The imaginary baby's cry became more intense and shrill. Lumian shuddered and laughed softly: "Thanks for confirming that for me." He held the unformed umbilical cord and performed a very rhythmic, twisted, and primitive dance.

During the dance, Lumian kept bending his body, using the umbilical cord stained with Father Monserrate's blood to draw corresponding symbols on the deck surface. He simplified the patterns that needed to be completed, straightened his body, pressed down his left palm, and created a ball of red-almost-white flame on the symbol. Then he placed the umbilical cord into the flames. This has strong symbolic meaning, representing expulsion, burning and purification! "Wow!" The baby's cry suddenly became much closer, and Lumian felt cold all over and his body began to tremble slightly. He quickly placed a lighted candle above the flame and the umbilical cord, then stepped back and chanted in Hermetic language: "The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the yellow and black king who controls good luck..." As Mr. Fool’s name was spoken, a thin gray mist filled the air, and the cry of the invisible baby suddenly faded away, becoming even more hollow. Feeling the burning heat in his left chest, Lumian took two steps forward with a serious expression, picked up the burning umbilical cord, shook it three times, and put it back in place. He continued: “I pray for your help; "Please drive away the things connected by this umbilical cord..." Suddenly, the red-to-white flames were stained with gray mist and burned more violently. The umbilical cord quickly turned black, and Father Monserrate's transparent face, covered with traces of explosions and blood, appeared next to it. The hollow cry of the baby became increasingly distant. Father Monserrate's spirit flew backwards involuntarily, and a hint of relief appeared on his painful face. He is also one of the things the umbilical cord is connected to, and he is now a ghost too! Father Monserrate raised his hands with difficulty and shouted at the top of his lungs: “Life is precious, and a good harvest is a joy! "Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!" His transparent spirit quickly melted into the depths of darkness, and the invisible Son of God let out a shrill cry filled with resentment and curses. The screams echoed in Lumian's head, making him feel as if he had been "spiritually pierced" again and again. Not only did he become very weak, but his mind was occupied by the pain in his soul and he lost his perception of the outside world. By the time he recovered, the abnormal darkness on the deck had disappeared and the crimson moonlight was shining here again. The symbols drawn on the ground and the flames stained with gray mist were wiped out, leaving only the candle that was still burning quietly and the charred and shriveled remains of the umbilical cord. Lumian paused for a few seconds, bent down to extinguish the candle, and put his hand on his chest, whispering: "Thank you, Mr. Fool." After he put away the remains of the umbilical cord and the ritual candles, he glanced at the body of Father Monserrate, whose extraordinary characteristics had not yet been extracted, and released his "pent-up" power. His spirituality was restored and his weakness was relieved. Lumian then had the confidence to return to the cargo hold and stuffed the quietly standing "Arrogant Armor" into the "Traveler's Bag". After finishing this task, he changed his tattered clothes and treated the exposed wounds. Then, he endured the pain, walked back to his suite as if nothing had happened, and said to Captain Pedro and others: "The problem is solved. Father Monserrate's body is on the deck. You are to hand over his relics to the Church of the Mother Earth, um, the Blessed Ones."

Lumian had no intention of taking possession of the items of the Church of the Earth Mother. Captain Pedro and his companions left in confusion and went to the deck to check the situation. Lugano approached Lumian and asked in a low voice: "Is Father Monserrate really dead?" "You can go and see his body." Lumian replied with a "smile", intending to order the servant to provide treatment. Lugano frowned and said: "But I vaguely heard his voice before. He seemed to be calling the name of the so-called Son of God." Shouting the so-called Son of God's name? Father Monserrate did shout out the Son of God's real name at that time, but due to some special reasons, it did not come to the real world, and only the Beyonders nearby who had been contaminated by the Son of God could hear it? Lumian said to Lugano thoughtfully: “That was before Father Monserrate died. "What name did he yell?" Lugano breathed a sigh of relief and recalled: "It seems so, it seems so..." Finally, he remembered and restored the pronunciation: "Yes, Omibella." (End of this chapter)