The endless darkness around him seemed to be solidified, and the movement of stars made the illusory tunnel seem like blood vessels flowing with liquid, helping Lumian to travel through it without losing his way.
In just ten seconds, Lumian arrived at an area where the void was dark and thick, forming a giant eggshell.
As he arrived, the starlight leading the way condensed a dreamy door on the eggshell.
As soon as Lumian passed through the door, he saw a familiar figure.
That was himself, himself in the male state.
There was a lot of blood on that handsome face, and his blue eyes showed undisguised resentment and pain.
"Okay, it's different with the help of angels!" Lumian's "Man in the Mirror" gave a thumbs up, full of sarcasm.
"If an angel promises to help but doesn't borrow her power, wouldn't that be a fool?" Lumian said "ha" out of habit.
Lumian's "person in the mirror" stared at himself in the female state, and said after a few seconds:
"What are you doing here?"
Lumian replied calmly:
"I want to reconcile with you.
"If you don't want to, I'll beat you until you are willing, and charm you until you are willing."
Lumian's "Man in the Mirror" laughed at himself, and then said:
"good."
"Is it that simple?" Lumian raised his eyebrows, which were much smoother than those of "The Man in the Mirror".
His "man in the mirror" laughed and said:
"I would rather replace you, but you have to agree."
"If there is no other way, it is not impossible to consider it." Lumian raised the corners of his mouth, and his face seemed to be illuminated by a little starlight.
His "man in the mirror" was startled and said:
"Essentially we are still the same, me now."
"Me now?" On the one hand, Lumian was worried that the person in the mirror had another conspiracy. On the other hand, he wanted to help Franka, who was about to hold a ceremony, explore more knowledge about the "man in the mirror", so he was not in a hurry.
Come forward and reconcile.
"After taking the 'Witch' and above magic potions, the birth of the 'Man in the Mirror' is stabilized. The essence is that the self splits during the promotion process, divided into the me in the mirror and the me outside the mirror, the original gender of me and the current me.
Gender me, and when you became the 'Witch of Despair', you still had the gift of fate, which caused a slight change in the division. The me in the mirror is the me of the original gender and the me in the past, and the me outside the mirror is the current me.
My gender is who I am now." Lumian's face in the mirror was slightly distorted, "This is my personal experience and feeling, and it may not be completely correct."
"If we complete the reconciliation, will we together form the future me?" Lumian asked thoughtfully.
"Maybe." Lumian in the mirror laughed, "Who has experience in this? Come on, don't waste time."
Seeing Lumian looking at him without speaking, Lumian in the mirror clicked his lips and said:
"If I replace you, the ritual will definitely fail because the gender of the soul is different, and it will stay in the 'Witch of Despair' sequence forever, unless it jumps to the 'War Bishop'. This is one way, but as far as the current situation is concerned
, it wastes too much time.
"Sisters, time waits for no one. Becoming the 'Eternal Witch' is a key step in resurrecting Aurore. The sooner you take it, the better!"
Lumian was silent for a few seconds and said:
"You want to reconcile because resurrecting Aurore is more important?"
"Otherwise? Is it because you have charisma?" Lumian in the mirror laughed.
He paused, calmed down his expression, and said in a deep voice:
"We are the same people. Apart from hating you, cursing you, and wanting to replace you, there is no other difference between you and me.
"And none of that matters."
"Yeah, none of this is important." Lumian finally smiled and walked towards himself in the mirror.
He stretched out his fair and slender palms with creamy skin.
He also laughed in the mirror:
"Since replacing you is not the most important thing, between reconciliation, being enslaved, and being obsessed with you, I will definitely choose reconciliation."
As he spoke, he also extended his right palm.
Broad, strong, bronze-skinned palms.
Two hands of different sizes are held together.
Lumian suddenly felt that the mystical connection between the two parties had become substantial, as if it had formed a rope and a spider web that enveloped the two of them.
In his eyes, his face in the mirror suddenly became distorted.
The "man in the mirror" cursed loudly:
"Raised by sows! Do you know that every time you use a 'mirror substitute', I will die and then split from you?"
"You guys are like shit, let's change it once and let you experience it, and you will know how painful it is!
"I am locked up in this dark place every day with no one to talk to or communicate with. I already want to go crazy and die, but Aurore has not been resurrected yet!
"Haha, I am very happy every time you are in pain, you also have times like this!
"Fuck, I am happy but also painful at the same time, because I will also feel painful when you are painful. When you are desperate, I am also desperate!
"Sometimes I think about it, if you let me face all this on your behalf, it would be better to die a few more times!
"Little Cabbage, can't you be a little happier, enjoy yourself a little more, make me jealous, and make me want to replace you?
"..."
Lumian listened to himself yelling in the mirror without suppressing the emotional fluctuations in his heart, as if he was also roaring and venting similarly.
The two people who were shaking hands clearly didn't move forward, but seemed to be getting closer and closer.
At this time, Lumian in the mirror stopped cursing.
He looked at Lumian with a serious expression and said in a low voice:
"Aurore must be resurrected."
He paused, then gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Otherwise I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
"I won't let myself go either." Lumian responded in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his perspective had changed.
He saw himself as a woman with eyes as clear as a plateau lake, a bright and majestic appearance, and a strange sharpness. He also saw himself with a blood-stained face and a face that was no longer so distorted.
At this moment, Lumian had a clear understanding.
Using the help of the "Witch's" spider silk, he took out the transparent spring-like extraordinary properties of the "Eternal Witch" from the "Traveler's Bag" with one hand, replacing different parts of the mirror god's fragments and the corpse's blood of the Gorgon.
Two days of collecting water droplets from the lungs of a drowned person and an antique mirror left over from the early Fifth Age.
Under the tug of invisible spider threads, first the slightly yellowish blood was poured into a glass, a full 80 ml, and then spring-like crystals, glass fragments-like objects, and black water droplets with pus,
The bronze mirrors with damaged decorations around them were successively placed into the cup of blood.
In an instant, the glass was stained with a gray color, and all the items inside quickly blended together, gradually becoming illusory.
Soon, a cup of off-white liquid that clearly reflected the world in the surrounding mirror appeared in Lumian's eyes.
The "ageless" magic potion!
Lumian, who had two perspectives at the same time, raised his left hand, brought the transparent off-white cup to his mouth, and drank the potion inside.
He first tasted the mixed smell of earth and stone, and then his senses were numbed.
Wherever the potion passed, his tongue, mouth, esophagus, and stomach lost all feeling and turned gray.
This grayness is still seeping into his soul.
At this moment, Lumian felt his spirit floating in the air and came to his side in the mirror. He watched as the witch's body turned to stone inch by inch, as if she was about to turn into a statue.
He also had corresponding changes in the mirror, but he was much slower, much slower.
Lumian's spirit fell quickly, and he relied on himself in the mirror to keep his consciousness from being completely petrified.
He suddenly understood why the ritual of the "Eternal Witch" was to enslave the person in the mirror, or to make him obsessed with himself, or to reconcile with him, because if not, after taking the magic potion, the body will be petrified, and the soul will wander towards the self in the mirror.
, you will encounter strong resistance from the "man in the mirror", and at this time your own strength can be quite limited, and the situation will be very critical.
When the "man in the mirror" was also severely petrified, Lumian's spirit floated up again and returned to his true form.
At this time, his body had adapted to the potion, and driven by his return to consciousness, his petrified state gradually faded away.
Immediately afterwards, he saw himself in the mirror changing, changing in the direction of a woman. Not far away, one by one he stood out in the darkness. There was him when he first became the "Despair Witch", and there was still him.
He was when he was an "arsonist", he was when he first arrived in Kordu Village, he was still wandering, he was when he was a child...
Every time you look in the mirror, you will leave certain traces on the world in the mirror, and now they are all revealed!
"You can choose one of yourself and fix it in the current state...
“This is the secret of the ‘Eternal Witch’’s ability to restore youth...
"No matter which state you choose, you will eventually become feminine..."
"I turned into a woman in the mirror... Is this because I chose reconciliation instead of enslavement or infatuation with him?
"It can still be like this..."
Lumian, who was still gradually easing his petrified state, saw that his self in the mirror was becoming more and more beautiful, becoming more and more like himself, but with a vague aura of Aurore.
Just as he felt joyful, a scene suddenly appeared in front of him:
In the endless darkness, an invisible figure suddenly turned this way.
In just the blink of an eye, the figure came to the edge of the darkness and looked down at Lumian quietly.
This is very similar to the gaze of the "Original Witch" when Lumian was promoted to "Despair Witch", but it is a little different.
Being stared at like this, Lumian lost most of his consciousness in an instant, leaving only a little bit of consciousness, trying not to let himself sink.
After a short time, he opened his eyes and found that he was wrapped in layers of gray and white spider webs, like prey stored by a spider, or like a newborn baby in an egg.
The next second, the cobweb disintegrated silently and fell to the ground. The ordinary clothes on Lumian's body also became extremely fragile due to the previous petrification and current recovery, and soon fell into the form of powder, showing a delicate luster.
Whitening skin.
Lumian looked around while taking clothes from the "traveler's bag" and changing them.
He then saw himself in the mirror in the witch state.
He smiled, and the "man in the mirror" also smiled.
They no longer distinguish each other. Lumian is both me outside the mirror and me in the mirror, both me in the past and me now.