Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 978 The Essence of “Crossing”
Could it be that... I asked a question that I shouldn't have asked...

Just as Angel was feeling anxious and waiting for the other party to break the awkward silence, the "man in the mirror" suddenly smiled and replied:

"How could it be? It was you who activated the rune and went from Bansy Harbor to Trier and then to the Dream City, not me. Could it be that you will encounter two Annes, two clones of Amon?"

Let alone two, even a hundred clones of Amon wouldn't be surprising... Angel muttered, understanding what the other party meant.

From the explanation of the "man in the mirror", she can infer that this kind of "time travel" is not a real change of future time and space, but a "loan" that can gain a certain amount of extra time, but requires returning to the original time as soon as possible. During this period, the two Angels will not only not be able to meet, but it is also best not to have any intersection and not interfere with each other's behavior.

As for all other people and things in the world, they are still the same as before, without any increase or decrease...

"But this raises a question... If I use the Beyonder properties of the Dreaming City to advance to Sequence 2 in five days, and then return to the past, then wouldn't there be two copies of the Disaster property on November 11? One in my body, and one still in the Dreaming City, which has not been taken out?"

Angel spoke carefully, as if asking a question to a teacher.

This question had been lingering in her mind ever since she decided to use the runes of Bansy Harbor to "travel through time", but the situation was urgent at the time and she had to cross the runes connecting the two places as quickly as possible to leave her "mark" at an earlier time point, so she never had the chance to ask.

"That's true, but they are actually the same Beyonder characteristic. The one you brought back five days ago was a 'mirror image' produced by the power of the 'City of Disaster'. It has all the same properties as the original except that it will not separate or aggregate after your death... Until another five days pass, when the real 'disaster' characteristic is taken away by another you, they will merge into one and become the real Beyonder characteristic."

"How is this possible..." Angel retorted subconsciously, "If it is possible to 'copy' extraordinary characteristics in this way, then if a god uses the power of the City of Disaster to make two true gods appear at the same time, wouldn't there be six copies of Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics and two copies of 'uniqueness'?"

"Why isn't it possible?"

The person in the mirror chuckled and said.

"This is just the difference between the original and the mirror image, just like you and me. Are you confused because the 'man in the mirror' has no extraordinary characteristics but has similar powers to you? Do you find it unreasonable that Medici and I respectively displayed the powers of 'Doomsday' and 'Conqueror' in 'Relic No. 1'?
"Moreover, the false characteristics that can be obtained using this method are limited to sequence 1, not including 'uniqueness', so there is no problem of 'two gods'!"

Indeed, I have never thought carefully about why the "Man in the Mirror" and the "Mirror Double" have extraordinary abilities that are not much worse than mine. They clearly do not have any extraordinary characteristics in their bodies... Is this the influence of the "Mirror World" on reality, similar to the "Yesterday Reappearance" spell borrowing power from the past, and the "Historical Pore Image" getting help from the mist of history?
Angel pondered over it, and guessed why "uniqueness" could not be divided into the original body and the mirror image.

This is probably why it is called "unique". No matter which method is used, only one copy will exist at the same time...

Angel felt his head pounding more and more, so he quickly changed the subject:

“Although I can’t ‘copy’ uniqueness, I should be able to bring other Beyonders to use the runes of Bansi Port or other places to travel through time, so that more ‘companions’ will appear at the same time, right? Even if we can’t meet, we can still do many things separately…”

"If you don't mind them growing breasts, swelling all over, being separated from their heads or turning into stone, then it's not a big problem." The man in the mirror's tone was rarely sarcastic. "For us, the power of the 'City of Disaster' is a gift and a help. For others, it's just 'pollution'..."

This completely blocked the methods of hitchhiking and taking advantage of loopholes... Angel sighed helplessly, ended the communication with the "man in the mirror" through prayer and response, and looked through the window to the park not far away.

The dark hull of the Queen Anne's Revenge, which originally belonged to Anne, is still parked in the lake in the center of the park. Many curious residents gathered around it, and some even came with their families, as if they were visiting a tourist attraction.

Suddenly, Angel discovered that there was a statue in front of the ship that was exactly the same as the double bronze statue on the first floor of the City Hall, and there were the most residents watching nearby.

I always feel that under the arrangement of Amon's clone, I have some kind of strange identity in this city, and Annie has been led astray by him... Angel muttered, closed the window, and decided to take advantage of the free time in these few days to find all the auxiliary materials for the preparation of the "Disaster" potion.

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In the next five days, Angel left the "City of Dreams" during the day and went to the southern continent to find the necessary promotion materials. At night, he returned to this floating city isolated in the sea, suppressing his anxiety and waiting for his "disaster" witch's extraordinary characteristics to be completely separated from the city order.

It’s not like she hadn’t thought about praying to Mr. Fool or using a messenger to contact her other self, just like she had done twice before, in an attempt to learn more about what belonged to her “future”.

But she didn't do it because of the warning from the person in the mirror.

If something really happened, the other Angel would have contacted me. Otherwise, maintaining the status quo is the best option... She comforted herself in this way. Not only did she not get close to Backlund, she didn't even dare to set foot on the land of the Northern Continent.

During this time, when the new week arrived, Angel was half expecting and half anxiously waiting for the convening of the Tarot Club, but in the end, when the clock passed three o'clock in the afternoon, the familiar crimson light did not cover her, and the greetings from "Justice" Audrey did not flow past her ears.

After all, in this timeline, she is just a "spectator".

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Early Thursday morning, Angel packed up her temporary residence where she had lived for five days, put all her belongings in their proper places with a sense of ceremony, locked the door, and came to the noisy city hall. Today would be the day she would be promoted to a "disaster" witch, and it would also be the day for the entire floating city to decide its own future.

In the city hall, residents' representatives will vote on whether to let the "Dream City" land on the selected island and become a city in the fifth era known as the "Black Iron Age".

As Angel entered the city hall and walked through the hall with his bronze statue, he could hear representatives from different industries whispering.

Some of them were quite excited, thinking that the city must contact the outside world in order to develop; some were worried, thinking that the barbaric and warlike residents of the northern continent as rumored would be harmful to them; some were indifferent, but their rights could not be infringed...

She even saw Wilson from the "Different" club, the soon-to-retire "detective" who represented all the Beyonder residents from the outside world in the vote.

I wonder if they would like to bring the "City of Dreams" back to reality, or continue to drift on the deserted sea, independent of the world... Angel pondered, walked around the crowd, went to the second floor, and soon saw Anne Gustave who was busy.

"Busy? No, the main work is done by Geldruf, I just need to show up..."

Anne muttered, taking Angel's arm like she had five days ago and leading her to the underground area and into the memorial hall dedicated to the "Night Emperor".

What was different from that day was that next to the regular octahedron that was constantly rotating, exuding a majestic aura and emitting characters representing order, there was a fist-sized crystal with dark black flames flowing on the surface and a little red light inside.

This is the extraordinary characteristic of the "Disaster" witch.

"You can only mix potions here. Otherwise, if you take your Beyonder properties too far away from the Hand of Order, it will trigger multiple disasters, such as meteorites, storms, or earthquakes," Annie explained. She stretched out her right hand and attracted the crystal to her side through the air. "I won't bother you. Get promoted next to the Hand of Order that I temporarily control. Even if something goes wrong, there may be a chance to save it."

"Thank you."

Angel took the somewhat burning Beyonder Characteristics and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

She knew that Anne had been using her control over the city to speed up the extraction of the characteristics of the "Disaster" witch in the past few days. Even the vote that should have been held long ago was delayed until today, just to allow her to obtain the characteristics as soon as possible and get promoted.

Hearing her thanks, Anne just tilted her head, and her figure turned into a golden ribbon, and she walked out of the memorial hall, leaving Angel alone there.

Light flickered around the latter, and auxiliary materials that made up the "Disaster" potion flew out from the mirror space one by one. They were pulled by the spirituality and floated around the extraordinary properties that replaced the main materials, and finally gathered in one place.

Without the need for a glass cup, these materials eventually melted into black droplets in a ball of black flames. The surface was smooth and round, reflecting the dark golden light of the "Hand of Order" and Angel's calm face.

Looking at this drop of black liquid, Angel felt like he had encountered a spring of sweet water in an oasis after being thirsty in the desert for several days. He just wanted to scoop it up and drink it in an instant.

But now, she began to hesitate, worried whether she had completed the ritual of "creating a disaster in an entire area" and whether she was at the "peak of the disaster". Could she take the potion at the right time?

At this moment, the voice of the "man in the mirror" appeared in her ears:

"Can't you feel the attraction of the potion? This means that the time for promotion has come... Creating various disasters in the mausoleum of the Black Emperor, destroying rituals, and preventing the promotion of a quasi-god is no less than a disaster that affects the entire continent in the concept of mysticism. The consequences of this behavior are only now beginning to show..."

The person in the mirror can actually communicate with me directly. Is it because of the influence of the characteristics of this "disaster" witch on us... Angel was stunned, and then he analyzed the information contained in the other party's words.

Angel's plan was to use "quality" instead of "quantity" to complete the ritual requirements. She was curious about the second half of the sentence of the "man in the mirror".

As if he had heard her inner voice, the person in the mirror continued with a sighing tone:
“The death of George III will lead to a war that will truly sweep across the continent. The fate of several gods will change as a result. You will play a key role in this, and these impacts will also provide you with more feedback.

"Come on, take the potion, and go save those you should save."

I was supposed to save... Klein? And this so-called world war?

Angel felt a little heavy-hearted when she heard that the war was about to expand, but the last words of the "Man in the Mirror" made her no longer hesitate. She used her spiritual power to draw the prepared potion to her mouth, raised her head and drank it in one gulp.

In an instant, multiple pains of burning, cold, and body tearing enveloped Angel's whole body.

(End of this chapter)