Prometheus is the name of the Sequence 6 potion for the Thief pathway.
Previously, at the Tarot Club, Lex had learned that the Amon Family, also of the Thief pathway, could even steal the power of gods.
Now, if Madame Christie was also on this pathway, then stealing his 'Flame Jet' seemed less difficult to understand.
At this moment, Lex's inspiration was triggered, and he looked at the wall of the room.
In this room, several oil paintings hung on the walls.
At this time, a small dark shadow appeared in one of the oil paintings, which depicted a scene of farmland, and the shadow appeared between the fields.
But it quickly grew larger, as if someone was approaching from a distance, and soon Lex saw that it was a woman wearing a black veil hat and a complex court gown.
Madame Christie!
She suddenly emerged from the painting, and from her skin to her clothes, she instantly gained texture.
Before she could land on the ground, Lex had already raised his hand and a fireball smashed towards her. Madame Christie raised her hand, and a dark red flame shot out from her palm, propelling her to the left side of the room, causing Lex's fireball to explode in crimson on the wall, but not harming her in the slightest.
Lex's eyes widened; that was clearly his 'Flame Jet', and indeed it had been stolen by Madame Christie!
This means that a Prometheus can use stolen abilities, which is very disadvantageous for me.
End this quickly!
Lex made up his mind.
But at the same time, a Light flashed in Madame Christie's eyes, and instantly, Lex forgot what he was going to do.
His decision just now had been successfully 'stolen' by Madame Christie.
Immediately after, the lady in the court dress raised her right hand, made a grasping motion, and then shook her hand.
Clusters of dark red flames were shaken out; they condensed and transformed into crows, and swarms of fire crows flew densely towards Lex. The sudden appearance of such a group of fire crows in this small room immediately made Lex's situation precarious.
Lex could only move along the wall, then use 'Fire Finger Gun' to blast out small fireballs, exploding the fire crows flying everywhere. Even so, there would still be some that slipped through the net.
The 'crows' that broke through the firepower net crashed into Lex and the wall behind him. The fire crows would explode upon contact with an object, so the wall was shattered with flying debris, and Lex himself was battered and bleeding.
Just as he was about to get up and adjust his posture, he saw Madame Christie raise her arm again, and Lex suddenly felt his feet were out of control, unable to get up no matter what.
It was as if he had forgotten how to walk, like a newborn baby.
His ability to walk had also been 'stolen' by Madame Christie.
Losing the ability to walk, Lex could not move, and since this was a world within a painting, his many magical items were not on him, making the situation extremely unfavorable.
But he showed no panic.
He still had a trump card.
'Projection'!
Lex remembered he still had two chances. If the situation really became dire, he could summon the rank projection of the Watcher to help him overcome the difficulties.
Even though this was a world within a painting, with the rank of the 'mystical book', even if it wasn't in the main world, it should still be able to summon a rank projection.
Furthermore, Lex did not believe he had reached the end of his rope.
I can...
He suddenly felt he had lost something, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
On the other side.
Innumerable strange symbols appeared in Madame Christie's eyes, and then she 'saw' some scenes, which were Lex's memories...
While reviewing Lex's memories, she also raised her hand towards Lex.
"I truly pity you."
Lex lay on the ground, looking up at Madame Christie, with a amused expression on his face.
Madame Christie's expression immediately dropped, and she walked towards Lex.
"You are not a real person."
"You are just a character created by some painter."
"Having never lived a life, you can only experience different lives by stealing others' memories."
"You are truly pathetic."
Madame Christie's expression suddenly became extremely angry; Lex had hit a nerve, and she rushed forward furiously, just as Lex had hoped.
Good opportunity!
Lex raised his hand, intending to give her a 'White Flame Lance', but no flames surged from his hand.
Madame Christie also raised her hand, and dark red flames gushed from her hand, quickly forming a Flame Lance.
It turned out she had already stolen Lex's abilities, a total of three skills!
The lady in the complex court dress was about to throw the Flame Lance, but at this moment, her expression suddenly froze.
Then, as if seeing something terrifying, her expression changed from astonishment to panic, and finally to terror.
She did not throw the lance, but looked sharply at Lex, fine beads of sweat even appearing on her face.
Then the lance in her hand turned into flames and vanished into thin air. She looked hesitant, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a moment, she seemed to have made some kind of decision. Madame Christie lifted the sides of her skirt and actually bowed to Lex, then cautiously asked: "Great Existence, may I have the honor of serving you?"
The room was very quiet.
The 'Great Existence' lying on the ground couldn't quite process it for a moment; the woman who wanted to kill him a second ago was now completely submissive.
This huge contrast in changes made Lex take a few seconds before he said: "Say that again."
Madame Christie's expression was tense, she cleared her throat, and then with a dramatically exaggerated expression, she said: "Beloved of the gods, great Lord Lex Disraeli."
"I, Christie, am willing to swear allegiance to you and make an oath of eternal loyalty. From now on, your enemies will be the targets of my conquest."
"I am willing to dye your battle flag with my own blood, letting it fly at the pinnacle of the world!"
Lex's facial muscles twitched repeatedly. These 'lines' must have been learned from some spirit's memories; this lady was truly 'knowledgeable and versatile'.
"You will obey my every command?" Lex probed.
Christie immediately nodded: "Of course."
Lex immediately said: "Then release all spirits, including myself."
Christie shook her head at an extremely high frequency and said: "That is not possible, my Lord. If all spirits are released, I will vanish, and I will be unable to serve you."
She thought for a moment and said: "You have already released nearly a third of the spirits. I can release another third. This is my limit for maintaining myself; if I exceed this limit, I will disappear."
"Even if I can barely maintain myself, my abilities will greatly decline."
"So, can the remaining spirits be released in batches instead? But the premise for doing so is that I need new spirits for replenishment."
"Then how many spirits do you need to maintain your abilities and your existence? Also, do you accept the Souls of evil people?" Lex asked two questions.