Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

In the dock area, in the corner of the connected warehouses, a dumb-looking rabbit of knowledge with a translucent body emerged from the spiritual world.

Its eyes were filled with a deep blue and almost purple glow, and bits and pieces of starlight spread out from it, forming an illusory symbol composed of layers of doors.

This symbol is constantly twisting and expanding, sending out circles of light blue ripples, as if it is interacting with a certain area in the spiritual world.

The figure of the Rabbit of Knowledge was in a daze for a moment, and then was replaced by Renekton's figure.

Huh~ Feeling the surrounding environment where even the sound of the wind had become muted, Renekton let out a long sigh of relief. The terrifying and suffocating sense of oppression before had completely disappeared.

"Fortunately, I had my clone try to study the ability of the Cunning Mage to swap positions with his own marionette before. Although this exchange of positions through the use of ritual magic and the 'door' is completely different from the principle of the Cunning Mage's ability. Same."

After sighing for a moment, he reached out and took out a somewhat illusive pitch-black hat from the void in front of him and put it on his head.

A curtain-like shadow fell, and Renekton's figure disappeared, all traces and aura disappearing.

This is some enhancement of the original mysterious reappearance through the occult knowledge he has mastered in the shadow field. On the basis of hiding his body, he can also hide his own aura.

As Renekton's figure disappeared, the surrounding shadows seemed thicker and darker.

A crow with shiny black feathers suddenly landed on the roof of the warehouse here. There was a signature white eye circle on its right eye.

Its eyes looked around the warehouse, and finally stopped at the place where Renekton had just appeared and then left.

"Interesting! All my attempts at parasitism failed. This is not just due to luck. Does personality bring characteristics?"

"The sources sealed in the Western Continent have also begun to become active!"

The crow's mouth made Amon's voice with some curiosity and expectation.

After stopping on the roof for a moment, it flapped its wings and flew towards the Sunya Sea.

In the basement where Bayam's Church of the Waves was originally located, many punishers and clergymen gathered here.

While paying attention to the situation outside, they closely guarded various areas underground.

The Church of Waves can be regarded as the headquarters of the Church of Storms in the Rhoside Islands. In addition to the most conspicuous church, many Extraordinary people who are out of control or on the verge of losing control are imprisoned underground here, and many dangerous magical items are sealed.

When chaos occurs, this is the most dangerous and most defensive place.

Once the enemy becomes interested in the magical items sealed here, or there is a problem with the original seal, a greater disaster is likely to erupt under the mutual influence of the sealed objects.

As the deacon of the Rhoside Islands, Cordoba Roye's brows were almost knitted together. The flames of anger were constantly trembling in his mind. He could only rely on reason to suppress his emotions, which left him with almost no energy to think. More things to do.

"Captain, are you okay? You don't look like you're in good condition."

A member of his team of punishers came closer in a few steps, stopped three meters away, and asked with some concern in his voice.

Cordoba Roye took a deep breath, stretched out a hand and rubbed his forehead and said:

"It's okay. Maybe it's affected by the weather outside. I always feel a little irritable."

"This is not a big deal. During thunderstorms, Beyonders in the Sailor Path will always appear a little more irritable."

Opposite him, the Punisher of the Reader Path stretched out his hand to straighten the monocle in his right eye, and said with a casual smile on his lips:

"Haha, this is normal. Thunderstorms are inherently depressing."

"Yes." Cordoba Roye nodded slightly.

After feeling the surging emotions in his heart calm down, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the crystal-ground monocle at the other person's right eye. He said with some confusion:

"Huh? When did you change your monocle?"

"Is this? Made of crystal?"

The corner of the punisher's mouth slowly curved, and he casually took off the monocle from his right eye and handed it to Cordoba Royer.

"Yes, I finally saved some money. I originally wanted to buy a gentleman's tuxedo, but I found that I was not suitable for it, so I just used the money to buy a monocle."

"How's it going? Doesn't it look good? Does it match me well?"

Cordoba's eyes paused for a moment on the monocle handed over by the other party, responded with a polite smile, nodded slightly and said:

"It's really good."

While speaking, he locked his eyes on the other party's collar, where there was originally a dark golden chain, which was a chain from a pocket watch.

"Chiles, where's the pocket watch you're wearing? Don't you always like to have a piece of chain exposed?"

The expression of the punisher known as Chiles froze for a moment, then he lowered his head and looked at Cordoba with his pupils turned up. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked a little evil in the dim light of the basement. .

His voice suddenly became hoarse and low:

"You discovered it!"

Cordoba's heart suddenly started beating violently, his mind went blank for a moment, and his voice reacted one step ahead of his head.

The whistling sound of wind sounded in the basement, and his hair spread out against the laws of nature, with clear roots and lightning.

"Captain, wait, the pocket watch is here, I was just joking! You don't need to plan to cut me into pieces right away!"

"Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you come up and punch me and curse me?"

While speaking, Chiers took out the dark gold pocket watch from his left coat pocket with one hand. On the cover of the pocket watch, there was a clock pattern composed of links.

The strands of Cordoba's hair that flashed lightning fell back down again. He glared at Chiers angrily and said:

"Don't joke around at times like this!"

"Also, why did you suddenly put your pocket watch in your coat pocket?"

Chiers said with some embarrassment:

"My shirt underneath is a little torn."

Cordoba stared at his subordinate closely for a few seconds, waved casually, then rubbed his forehead and said:

"Don't spend all your money on replacing monocles in the future."

Chiers nodded slightly, muttered, turned around and walked towards his original position:

"I don't think you're in a good mood, so I want to cheer you up?"

Cordoba lowered his head in confusion, and a stream of silvery white surged out of his body, instantly hitting Chiles, causing him to freeze in place, and then disintegrated into countless tiny electric snakes that kept scurrying around.

"Your emotions and state are in place, but Chiers would never joke with me at a time like this."

Cordoba's voice was hoarse, mixed with intense anger.

His hair spread out against the laws of nature, with clear roots, entwined with electric light, and his eyes turned blue and white.

The whimpering wind roared and swirled in the basement, turning into an invisible wind restraint, tightly confining Chiles in place.

The next moment, Chiers turned around unaffected and faced him. With a slightly curved corner of his mouth, he said in a leisurely tone:

"If this clone wasn't destined to be discovered, I really want to play with you for a while."

Before he finished speaking, the monocle at his right eye turned into a streak of white light and flew into the distance, and escaped into the void before being intercepted by the reacting punishers around him.

As the monocle disappeared, Chiles's body immediately trembled, and pieces of flesh and blood disintegrated and fell from his body, turning into darkness.

In just a few breaths, he completely changed from a normal human state into a pool of dark shadow-like liquid, like eyes, constantly expanding and shrinking while rapidly spreading around.