Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The prophet clone followed his intuition and walked forward for a while until a gray-white card appeared in his sight.

The prophet's intuition made him immediately sure that this was what touched his spirituality just now.

Gently rubbing his fingers twice, he summoned an invisible hand to pick up the card from the ground. After taking the card, he discovered that it was covered with fine cracks, as if it was about to break.

"Did the incident just now cause damage to the seal above?"

After murmuring softly, the prophet stretched out his left hand and gently rubbed his index and middle fingers on the card twice. The touch felt cold and rough, like stroking a stone.

With the continuous infusion of spirituality, the gray and white pieces on the card shattered and disappeared, revealing its original appearance:

The front of the card shows a beautiful woman sitting on an ornate throne, holding a scepter, with forests, rivers and fruits behind her.

The woman on the card is very beautiful, and that kind of beauty even crosses gender. No matter which angle you look at her facial features, you seem to be able to find something you like, especially those blue eyes, which are noble and sacred. Some sense of familiarity.

In the upper left corner of this card is written a line of small words in Ancient Fusac language, Sequence 0: Chaos Witch!

"Seeing this makes me want to pour a bottle of witch potion into Huang Tao, but unfortunately that guy is already in the shape of the Black Emperor, oh no, now he is in the shape of the original moon."

The prophet clone sighed, put away the witch card, turned around and returned along the way he came.

After a while, he separated from the mirror world and looked around. Seeing that Thea and Phoenix didn't even move their positions, he casually mentioned:

"Aren't you going to plunder it? After all, it is the flagship of a pirate general. There will be no shortage of money or magical items. This ship will sink in less than half an hour, and then there will be no chance. "

As he spoke, he looked sideways at the sea in the distance. Under the sea there, there was a huge shadow that was quickly moving away from here. The pirate general's men were not very reliable. They didn't even conduct any inspections and just drove directly. He ran away on the stealth ship.

"It's a very tempting proposal, but the battle just now destroyed the cabin too completely. I won't be able to find anything for a while. Besides,"

She raised her head and glanced at the dark clouds above her head that showed no sign of dispersing, but she didn't say the next words.

The prophet clone also looked up at the gloomy sky and said in a calm voice:

"I didn't use the power of the sun and shadow realm after the secretive effect disappeared. People from the Church of Storms would not have discovered the abnormality so quickly."

"Unless the Storm Lord keeps staring at the sea, but this is obviously impossible. After all, I haven't been struck by lightning yet."

While they were talking, the python-like black tentacles that had been neatly cut off on the deck finally stopped twisting. Dots of dark purple, with a little light blue and red fluorescence precipitated from the tentacles, and spontaneously moved towards the prophet's clone. Converging on the mirror thrown aside.

what happened? Isn't this mirror an item for the apprenticeship path? The prophet's clone noticed this scene immediately and whispered in his heart with some doubts.

His eyes quickly turned silvery white, became deep and lost focus.

This situation only lasted for more than ten seconds. His eyes became clear again, and he sighed silently as he looked at the mirror that had begun to incorporate some of Alina's characteristics.

"What's going on?" Thea walked to the mirror curiously and asked.

"The connection established by Yalina and this mirror has not yet been cleared, which allowed these characteristics derived from her to spontaneously converge in the past, um... including some of the characteristics left over from the pirates on this ship."

"However, the characteristics here are not complete. Most of the characteristics have been thrown into the underworld. If it has not been transformed into an undead creature, maybe you can find someone to help take it out, but I think the probability of this is low."

The prophet clone pondered and explained. He looked at the mirror curiously, and was somewhat curious about what kind of magical item such a mixture of characteristics would form.

After waiting for a while, all the characteristics contained in these pitch-black tentacles finally separated out. The pitch-black tentacles became gray and inactive visibly to the naked eye, like a piece of dried bacon.

Dots of fluorescent light swirled and gathered around the golden mirror on the deck, like a bright galaxy.

After the dark tentacles became inactive, the speed at which these fluorescent lights gathered suddenly accelerated, as if there was an invisible suction force pulling them.

In a matter of ten seconds, all the fluorescence was integrated into the mirror on the deck.

In the shroud of light, the volume of the mirror continued to expand, and the trend of expansion did not stop until the long axis was nearly two meters.

The light gradually converged, revealing a dark frame. There was also a ring of gemstones of different colors inlaid on the frame, mainly lavender. Each piece was the size of a fingernail. There were also scattered light blues around it. A red and golden gemstone.

The mirror was very dark, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and seemed to reflect nothing.

Phoenix, who had finished his meditation, also came over and asked curiously:

“What are its effects and negative impacts?”

"I don't know, but it seems outrageous."

The prophet's clone said something casually, then squatted down and stretched out his left hand to touch the edge of the frame. His eyes suddenly became dark, lost focus, and turned white.

After a while, his eyes became clear again. He quickly retracted his outstretched left hand, stood up, took a step away from the mirror and said rather speechlessly:

"It's more outrageous than I thought, whether it's a positive effect or a negative effect."

"What is it?" Thea's curiosity was aroused by his actions and she asked.

The prophet clone sighed, organized some words and said:

“If you stay in front of this mirror for more than three seconds, it will record a blurry mirror image. As the time you look at the mirror increases, the image in the mirror will gradually become clearer.

However, people who are looking in the mirror cannot see this. They will only see a figure that is not exactly the same as themselves. It will be more perfect, more beautiful, and more attractive than the person looking in the mirror.

This is like a delicious bait. When they see a more perfect version of themselves, both men and women will hope that it is their true self and cannot help but stop in front of the mirror or use it.

Anyone can use this mirror to curse or bless the image it records. "

"What are the negative effects of using it?" Phoenix asked curiously.

The prophet clone shook his head and said in a calm voice:

"That's the downside of it."

"When you try to use it, it will already record your own image. There is no essential difference between blessing and curse. It is just a way for it to speed up the recording of the image."

"It will not directly make people lose control or cause pollution, but as the time of use increases, the influence of this mirror will be greater. The people whose reflections are recorded will gradually change their personalities, preferences and habits until they change. Gender and Orientation.”