In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

Chapter 182 Talulah, the Red Mist Warrior

Well, that was her initial thought, but the more she interacted with this world, the harder it became for her to maintain that mindset. The reason for this was simply that she and this world were "too compatible."

Although Crimson Denizens sign contracts with humans to grant them access to "Existence Power" and "Freedom of Law," this doesn't mean they coexist peacefully with humans. Speaking of which, we must now explain what these "Crimson Denizens" are:

Crimson Apostles are beings from another world, and to survive in this world, they must devour humans—or, to put it more simply, their life force.

After being swallowed, the human dies instantly, leaving behind only a wrecked body to conceal the fact that they were devoured.

Because of the unique form of these Crimson World Apostles, only those who also wield the power of existence can harm them, which is why there are those who form contracts with them:

Red Mist Warrior.

The Crimson Mist Warriors sign contracts with powerful Crimson Apostles—also known as Demon Lords—offering their past, present, and future as sacrifices, thus gaining the power to fight against the Crimson Apostles.

—By the way, why does this look so familiar?

Even now, in the flashback before her death, Talulah couldn't help but chuckle: Although it seemed somewhat similar to her relationship with the Black Serpent, the Crimson Lords were not like the Crimson Mist Warriors who signed contracts with the Black Serpent. They either upheld the great ideal of protecting the world or sought revenge against a specific Crimson Lord, unlike the Black Serpent who forcibly seized a body.

Within this group of people, there are naturally a considerable number of idealists. Under their leadership, the organization is able to maintain its vitality and justice, to the point that Talulah is truly attracted to them and is even willing to join the crusade against the Crimson World Apostles.

"And then, it's now—"

If you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. Talulah never harbored any strange fantasies; she could only fight the Crimson Denizens herself, and the Crimson Denizens couldn't turn around and kill her.

Anyway, she wasn't really from this world, so being killed would be a good opportunity for her to go back and properly review what she had learned with Lu Mingfei.

Thus, Talulah's ritual gradually blurred: she gave up resisting the sweetness of death, letting her consciousness fall, fall, and fall endlessly into the abyss of emptiness—

It wasn't until she reached a certain critical point that she awoke from her deathly slumber and opened her eyes.

A transcendent, existential-based perception has almost become an instinct for her, automatically activating when her regular senses fail, just like now:

The surrounding scenery appeared in her mind in a transcendental form, making her understand her location: "Oh—this is the 'card pack,' it's quite cute—"

As her power of existence was activated, Talulah appeared in the room, officially reconnecting her to her five senses. This was not the cramped, enclosed basement where she had first met Lu Mingfei, but a spacious, bright, and spotless room.

It wasn't just that the windows were bright and clean; the entire room was equally spotless: large expanses of open space were undecorated, only the plain color of the floors and the pristine white of the walls. A table stood by the window, a bed against the wall, and that was about it—nothing else.

The two Phyllins rolled around on the ground, a rare sign of life in the room.

"And another thing—" Talulah focused her attention on Lu Mingfei.

He was lying in bed, his head resting on another—Vaivan? Elafia?

Okay, Talulah didn't actually recognize what kind of horn it was, only guessing at two likely possibilities, but that didn't stop her from expressing her contempt for Lu Mingfei—

It's outrageous that someone would use such a small child as a pillow.

"What's wrong with him?"

Despite her disdain, she could still distinguish the priorities: in her perception, Lu Mingfei's power of existence was fluctuating violently, and the magnitude of this fluctuation was unprecedented in Talulah's previous life in another world—well, she couldn't remember how long ago it had been—it was the first time she had ever seen anything like it.

Tiamat ignored Lu Mingze, who was floating in the air, and turned to Talulah, saying, "The child is undergoing a transformation."

Talulah immediately frowned:

There's something wrong with this child!

She wasn't speaking the Victorian, Yan, or Ursus languages ​​that Talulah was familiar with, but rather a gurgling, sticky language. Strangely, Talulah could understand the meaning of this language—

It's as if language isn't actually for communication, but rather for use as a hammer to carve nails called meaning deep into the listener's mind—"What is transformation?"

"The transformation from human to beast." Tiamat, completely unconcerned by Talulah's wariness, gently stroked Lu Mingfei's face with her fingers. Following his nose, his mouth, his chin, again and again: "To ascend to become a god who wields original sin, and also a beast that rebels against the gods—I think this child has the potential for arrogance. What do you think?"

The card floating in the air suddenly turned towards Talulah, and her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Lu Mingfei's, showed anxiety: "Do you have a way? Wake your brother up quickly! We can't let him continue down this path!"

"Honestly, I should have left something on my brother beforehand, otherwise things wouldn't have come to this."

"And who are you? Lu Mingfei's brother? Where did you come from?"

Talulah looked puzzled.

She didn't know what had just happened, or who those two people were, but she had a very simple method:

Since Lu Mingfei is lying here so unguarded, it means that the current situation is definitely not one that he needs to focus on dealing with.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been lying so casually in this clean room instead of choosing to do it in the basement, which is obviously safer than here.

So just wake up Lu Mingfei and let him judge what just happened.

Talulah then gathered her own existential power and infused it into Lu Mingfei's fluctuating presence. A crimson flame ignited in the void, raging fiercely, yet leaving not a trace in the real world—

Because this flame is not the flame of Originium Arts, but an outward manifestation of the "power of existence".

The power of existence itself does not interfere with anything in the outside world unless its own power is used to transform it into a miracle.

This is exactly what Talulah is doing now: "Freedom of Dharma - Paranirmitavasavartin!"

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