OBS Chapter 3618 The Ring of Resurrection
Chapter 3618 The Ring of Resurrection
Chapter 3618 The Ring of Resurrection
A few seconds later, the black figure that had been resisting the combined attack of the three people froze in the ice crystals formed by the cold mist.
Shad finally found his opportunity, and Moonlight, having gathered power between his palms, suddenly thrust forward:
"Moonlight Ray - Second Form!"
The immobilized demon was finally struck head-on by Shad's strongest attack, shattering the ice crystal along with it.
Flora transformed into an owl and landed on Shad's shoulder, while Claire joined him. The three watched as fragments of ice shattered and fell into the water with a splash, while only wisps of black mist swirled where the ice crystals had just exploded.
"Did they win?"
Shad believed that even if they couldn't completely kill the demon, they could at least severely injure it again. But what happened next was something no one expected: a glowing white ring gradually appeared within the swirling black mist, and under the light of that ring, the black mist re-condensed into the figure draped in black robes.
It looked exactly the same as when it first appeared, as if all the injuries caused by Shad and the witches had never existed.
The white halo wasn't large; after the demon reappeared, it merged into the chest of its semi-solidified body. It didn't disappear, but rather seemed to be embedded within its body.
Shad stared incredulously at the ring, all his intuition telling him what it was:
"The Ring of Fate?!"
A low, hoarse laugh came from beneath the black robe; the demon of the weapon seemed to truly be unable to speak and could only make this sound.
The white ring was indeed a complete Ring of Fate, but the problem was that the Ring of Fate was not the Ring of Fate of a Ring Sorcerer, and it wouldn't have its power written on it.
As if in response to Shad's idea, Shad's "Handbook of Destiny" appeared automatically. The "Book of Time" granted Shad the power to interpret destiny; the large, star-blue book unfolded, and "she" read its contents aloud to Shad, who couldn't easily turn his head to read:
You have witnessed the "Ring of Resurrection," a destiny that grants new life.
[Interpretation of Fate: Though the deceased cannot return, flowers bloom and wither, and things constantly cycle through decay and rebirth. There is failure followed by success, and death followed by the arrival of new life.]
[Effect: If the holder of this destiny is defeated, they will return to their pre-battle state.]
If a mortal were to use this Ring of Fate, there would probably be a limitation such as "it can only be used once per battle," but Shad instinctively felt that the evil spirit in front of him could probably activate the power of fate an unlimited number of times.
"But how could it possess such a thing?"
Blackhand-Tifron, possessing the blood of the Demon King, already posed a significant challenge for Shad and Dr. Schneider, but now it even possesses a complete Destiny...
"Wait a minute, once the Ring of Fate merges into the body of a being, the only way to eliminate this fate is to completely kill that being, or to severely injure it in the same way as dealing with the Ring Beast, so that the fate can be reforged. But demons that can be resurrected at will are very difficult to completely kill or severely injure. Is this demon invincible?"
"The fate of Su Sheng" is so fitting for it, but the "she" beside him smiled gently:
[Predestined death can directly counteract the fate of "resurrection," for it is an inevitable end. Furthermore, the power of the gods of death also counters "resurrection." Gods are superior to fate.]
Sister Daphne isn't here. Shad doesn't have the power of "destined death," but a certain Old God did grant him the power to temporarily kill or seal things away.
"Again!"
Shad urged the witches to continue their attack on the demon; it had merely revived, not become stronger. If Shad could make it use the power of the Ring of Fate once, he could make it use it a second time.
Sure enough, after Claire realized that her power here was incredibly strong, the demon was pierced by the moonlight again five minutes later, even though it tried to avoid her ice.
The small coffin was thrown by Shad at that moment, and it shrunk to its normal size before it even left his hand. The coffin flew towards the demon and caught it just as the white ring glowed.
Having summoned the Fate Ring, Shad immediately activated [True Death]:
"The Coffin of the Underworld!"
The coffin imprisoned the black mist, black light, and the white ring within, but just as the holy emblem took shape and the black skull was about to embrace the coffin, it was blown open with a bang.
The demon swept the white ring and flew towards the deepest part of the underground water vein. None of the three chased after it; they simply threw a few attacks in its direction, but gave up when they found no effect.
"Even if it has a destiny, isn't it still under my control? This at least proves that demons are not invincible."
Shad spoke softly, and the owl on his shoulder flapped its wings and transformed back into Flora:
"I should have sent Sylvie; her power is very effective against demons."
“You should have said that you should have informed Sister Daphne, Iluna, the Guardian of the Earth, the gentleman of Moon Bay, and the butterflies in advance. Flora, there’s no need to regret such things.”
Shad said this, and then saw Claire close her eyes again, exiting the previous state:
"That demon should be far away; I can no longer sense it."
"Even if it runs fast, as long as it doesn't use the power it displayed at the House of the False Man, we can deal with it. But where did that fate come from? Did it find it itself, or is it really cooperating with Mr. Snake?"
Shad gazed into the darkness as he spoke, and the witches couldn't answer the question either, though they all had guesses:
"On this island, the only thing that can produce the 'Ring of Destiny' is probably the giant serpent in the temple. The demon is probably really cooperating with Mr. Serpent."
After a moment of silence, Claire said again:
"When I used the power of the water veins just now, I sensed something in the water, not under our feet, but about three hundred meters away."
She pointed downwards.
"Then go and have a look."
Since none of them wanted to touch the water directly, the artist opened her mouth and exhaled a large bubble that enveloped the three of them before they entered the water together.
"This magic is quite interesting, isn't it? It was taught to me by the mermaid friends of Sylvia two years ago when I went to draw them."
The underground water vein was quite deep; we only saw the bottom after falling more than ten meters. Claire was right; there was indeed something beneath the water vein. But it wasn't a source of contamination left by a demon; it was a small, damaged stone shrine.
Most of the shrine's remains are in the silt at the bottom of the water. Judging from the marks, the shrine has been damaged for at least fifty years, and it was naturally damaged by water corrosion, not by the work of a demon.
"Could this also be a measure related to the sealing? A shrine deep within the underground water veins, used to stabilize the flow of the water veins as part of the seal?"
Flora asked Claire, who clearly didn't know:
"But judging from the stone used in the shrine, it doesn't seem to be that old; it should only date back to the Fifth Age at the earliest."
She was right, because the items that were originally enshrined in the shrine were later found in the mud, along with a small bottle of pure gold buried under the shrine's remains.
What was found in the mud was a gold coin with a shape that was unusually familiar to Shad. One side had the holy emblem of the Old God - the God of Gambling [The Noisy Black Hunter], and the other side had the symbol of the number "1" in a standing playing card.
It had been a long time since Shad had played the "game of life" with this god with Mr. Riddle in Dreadfort, and he never expected to see the god's emblem again.
"The coin of the creator of innocence, the master of the walls, and the god of gambling, now there are three."
The cult of this deity has long since dissipated, and although there are still some underground casinos in modern times that enshrine the holy emblem of this deity, it is a rare sight.
The small bottle was just an ordinary item; inside was a rolled-up piece of silk. There should have been writing on the silk, but now only indistinct ink marks remained.
"The bottle isn't leaking, so why is the writing gone?"
Shad was very puzzled, so Claire explained:
"It should be related to this water. Since this water can even dissolve corpses, I'm afraid it can also dissolve water veins deep underground. I'm not entirely clear on the details, but I had some vague insights after communicating with the power of the water veins just now."
The inscriptions may not have faded while the shrine still existed, but they disappeared after the shrine was destroyed.
"It's okay, I'll rewind time and restore it."
Flora asked curiously:
"Back in the woods, your ability to rewind time couldn't have affected this long, could it? The time since the shrine was destroyed must have exceeded the limits of your magical powers."
"I recently got some good stuff while setting up the ceremony."
He took a wooden tube from his pocket and poured out silvery, shimmering sand. Because the ritual hadn't been going on for very long, he hadn't stored much sand, so this time he emptied all the sand from the tube.
"Moon Ashes can enhance time manipulation abilities."
Shad said, instructing Flora to pull the edge of the silk and unfold it completely, while he gently blew on it, causing the silver dust in his palm to adhere to the surface of the silk.
He then took a deep breath:
"The Breath of Time".
Normally, a gray mist would have entered his nostrils, but this time, a silvery-white mist emerged from the silk surface. Claire and Flora both felt it was like the mist rising under the moon, or perhaps the moon's own smoke and dust. This wasn't purely due to the power of time; the moon itself had played a role this time as well.
The writing on the silk slowly reappeared as Shad cast his spell, but when the reverse flow of time finally stopped, the writing was still quite faint, and a few letters were missing.
The number of "Moon Ashes" is still insufficient, but fortunately, it no longer affects the reading experience.