Lord of Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Chapter 1120: Negotiation

Greater Trier, in an ancient castle.

Red Angel Medici sat on a throne pieced together from iron-black weapons, gazing at the hall splattered with dark red blood-like stains. He lifted His right leg, resting it on His left knee.

Before Him, Lumianʼs figure, bearing three heads, swiftly materialized.

Dressed in a white shirt, black vest, and dark trousers, Lumian looked at Red Angel Medici and spoke in a mocking tone, ”I thought youʼd first hide, only showing up once you confirmed I didnʼt bring reinforcements.”

As he spoke, violet flames ignited behind Lumian, quickly solidifying into a massive, bloodstained, iron- black chair.

”Arenʼt you worried there might be a deadly trap here?” Red Angel Medici shook His right foot, sneering in return.

Lumian sat down, leaned back against the chair, and answered indifferently, ”Iʼd welcome a deadly trap. It might even be a blessing in disguise.”

Red Angel Medici, His long blood-red hair flowing down, placed His right palm on the longsword armrest of the iron throne and asked disdainfully, ”What do you want from me?”

With unusual sincerity, Lumian replied, ”I want to ask you to hand over the two Conqueror Beyonder characteristics within you.”

”Haha.” Red Angel Medici burst into laughter. ”Iʼve lived for thousands of years and never heard such a request. Even Alista Tudor didnʼt dare say something like that. He knew well that what couldnʼt be won in war wouldnʼt be secured in negotiation.”
Lumian seemed deaf to Red Angel Mediciʼs taunts, continuing as if He hadnʼt heard.

”The Northern and Southern continents have already been effectively destroyed. If not for the one worshipped by the Aurora Order forcibly accommodating the Chaos Sea, buffering the initial impact of the Mother Goddess of Depravityʼs descent, and if not for the cooperation between Him and Mr. Fool in creating protected zones, human society would have long since collapsed. All of us, myself included, would be dead by now-only to be ”reborn” into something else…”

At this point, Red Angel Medici Interrupted, ”The main reason wasnʼt Adam or The Fool saving us. They couldnʼt even protect Themselves back then.

”Weʼre still alive because the Mother Goddess of Depravity targeted the Western Continent, aiming at the Brood Hive.”

Lumian didnʼt deny Red Angel Mediciʼs assertion but calmly added, ”If not for Mr. Fool exploiting the Mother Goddess of Depravityʼs instinctual desire, luring Her to breach the Celestial Worthyʼs barrier sealing the Western Continent, then reinforcing the seal using Her connection to it... If not for the Western Continentʼs Celestial Master and others burning their life forces and utilizing the powers of the sefirot to sustain the barrier... Even the naturally dissipating power of the Mother Goddess of Depravity and the symbolic instincts She represents wouldnʼt have allowed the protected zones to last this long.

”But even those measures are nearing their limit. Two months ago, the Mother Goddess of Depravity captured the Brood Hive within the gray-white fog sealing the Western Continent. The Brood Hive yearns to see its eldest daughter, Omebella, truly reborn, but it resists re-merging with the Mother Goddess of Depravity. It has developed self-awareness and enjoyed Its completed form for seven or eight millennia, maybe longer-It certainly doesnʼt wish to perish now.

”At present, the Mother Goddess of Depravity and the Brood Hive are locked in a tug-of-war. Both the World of Ruins and the Western Continent have attained a fleeting peace, with only the naturally dissipating forces and maternal symbolism still exerting their effects.

”This may be our last peaceful respite. No one knows how long it will take for the Mother Goddess of Depravity to utterly crush the will of the Brood Hive and fully accommodate this sefirot. Perhaps a year, or maybe only two or three months remain.

”We donʼt have much time, which is why Iʼve come to you.”

Red Angel Medici sneered, ”How noble, how sanctimonious. But why should I hand over two Conqueror Beyonder characteristics to you?

”Why not give yours to me, voluntarily withdrawing from the competition for the Red Priest position?

”Sacrifice is something you say to yourself, not to others.”

Lumian laughed, a laugh that gave Red Angel Medici the sudden feeling that Heʼd stepped into a trap.

With a relaxed smile playing across his features, Lumian replied, ”Sure! Iʼll agree to that!