Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

It looked at the constantly rotating dice of probability on the ground and the dark brown baton stuck diagonally in the soil and hesitated for a moment. He felt that the dice of probability seemed to have undergone some changes, and it seemed to be alive again.

After spinning in place for nearly a minute, the probability die finally stopped as if it had exhausted all its strength, with four o'clock pointing up!

Bugs Bunny hesitated for a moment before picking up the dice of probability from the ground and putting it in his pocket. Then it looked sideways at the baton stuck diagonally into the ground. It was a little unsure whether it was its own cane.

The illusory light composed of complex knowledge surged closer. When approaching Bugs Bunny, these complex knowledge re-condensed into the figure of Bernadette.

Bree and Riz looked at Bernadette who suddenly appeared in some trance. They had only seen this ability of transforming into an information creature in Grant. This was an extraordinary person as terrifying as Grant!

The two cats looked at each other silently, then turned their heads as if they had reached some tacit understanding, restrained their own characteristics, and tried their best to disguise themselves as ordinary cats.

Bernadette didn't pay attention to the expressive Bugs Bunny and the two cats on the side. She looked deeply at the baton stuck on the ground.

After looking at it carefully for a while, he looked back, looked at Bugs Bunny and said:

"This magical item of yours has been integrated with some strange foreign power and has undergone some changes. It now has some destiny-related qualities."

"If you want to continue using it, you'd better make a certain seal. That strange power will affect the user's fate and even bring some obscure pollution."

After warning Bugs Bunny, Bernadette's figure once again turned into an illusory light gathered from complex knowledge, surging away from here.

Bugs Bunny looked at the place where Bernadette disappeared and nodded blankly, then turned to look at Bree and Ritz, and said hesitantly:

"Hmm, can I still have this piece of my cane? Will it have a negative impact just by touching it?"

After hearing this, Brie stared at the baton for a long time, and finally shook his head hesitantly and said:

"I don't know. Let's just wait here for Grant or your boss to come over. They will definitely be able to seal this hand, uh, baton."

"Rabbit, your last sequence was a doctor. Please treat me quickly. I feel like my bones are broken."

Ritz, who was lying on the ground, interrupted the conversation between Bugs Bunny and Bree with a weak voice.

The prophet's clone who was chasing the original moon believers in Impas City paused for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lost focus and became blurry.

A slightly blurry picture emerged in his mind. A vague and hazy door stood under the red moon, and several streams of light with different colors and complex and strange auras poured out from it.

The picture in his mind quickly dissipated, but his spiritual intuition guided him to look at the sky and where the meteors streaked across.

Before he had time to think carefully about who exerted the influence on this sudden prophecy, a light blue glow instantly flowed from his eyes.

Light blue points of light kept appearing in front of him, quickly outlining a fuzzy door with no real sense of substance. The blue light flashed past, and the prophet's clone and the fuzzy door disappeared into the silent street at the same time.

Following his own spiritual intuition, the prophet clone came to a library in the city. Deep in the dark and deserted library, dots of blue light burst out from the spiritual world, quickly outlining an illusory door. .

As soon as the prophet's clone walked out of the other side of the door, his inspiration was touched. He immediately simulated the ability of the Eye of Secrets, allowing his sight to easily penetrate the layers of obstacles, and saw a stream of colorful lights coming from the sky. Sliding past, getting closer and closer to myself.

As if it were not in the same dimension as the real world, this stream of light silently penetrated the roof and walls and fell into the library.

The gorgeous radiance quickly dispersed, as if to integrate with the entire library, rendering every bookshelf and every book here with rich colors.

Amidst the clattering sound of the book turning, the prophet's clone saw that the words on the book began to twist. The knowledge recorded in the book became vivid, and they were intertwined with each other to build a strange world in the book.

"Is it an authority similar to the 'Creator'?" He whispered to himself, and the eyes of the prophet's clone instantly filled with a light blue glow.

Bits and pieces of silvery white emerge around, wandering wantonly, outlining one omniscient eye after another, looking for the strange power that is being integrated into the library.

"Involving dimensions, mysteries, and the realm of creation. It is most likely similar to the authority of the Wilderness of Knowledge, and it should also be somewhat similar to the 'Omniscient and Almighty Creator'."

Relying on the specialness of its reader path, the prophet clone quickly analyzed the strange forces around it.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the light blue glow in his eyes became more intense. His whole body continued to radiate out circles of warm and purifying radiance.

Relying on his knowledge of the solar path, the purification power he simulated will not be too far from the extraordinary ability exerted by the Dark One himself.

The strange power that was originally merging with the library was instantly repulsed, and the fusion process was forcefully stopped. The strange power, just like the characteristics of an extraordinary person, was precipitating bit by bit.

The rich ink-like color leached out from a book, dripped down continuously, and formed a puddle of liquid paint on the floor.

A little bit of brass-colored glimmer emerged from the unknown communication, constantly traveling in mid-air, outlining a blank picture, covering the pool of paint on the ground with great purpose.

The blank scroll is dyed with rich and complex colors, like an abstract oil painting, outlining a pattern full of distortions.

As soon as this distorted picture of the starry sky appeared, it was captured by an invisible hand and disappeared directly in front of the prophet's clone.

As soon as those free brassy glimmers appeared, the prophet's clone knew what was going on. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he couldn't help but complain:

"So, what's the purpose of me coming here? To be a locator?"

Pas Valley, above the sky near East Balam.

Grant leaned leisurely on the high-backed chair made of stars, as if he was looking at something interesting. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and stared unblinkingly at the machine that was guarding him not far away. Dolls.

"See, your god has been stopped."

"Although the development of this matter is somewhat beyond my expectation, it seems that your Steam Church and the Intis military still failed to reverse the situation. The Pas Valley area will usher in its new ruler."

There was no expression on the cold face of the mechanical doll. He looked around casually, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Even if Mesanyes truly unified the Pas Valley, can the next two countries Intis and Loen retaliate with only one local armed force?"

"Under the pressure of the countries in the northern continent, can he really lead the development of these indigenous people in the southern continent?"

Glenn chuckled nonchalantly and said:

"Time will witness everything. Maybe, it won't be long before all the churches of your Steam Church in the Southern Continent will be cleared out?"

"Hmph! Heretic."

The mechanical doll's words were directly interrupted. Grant's figure turned into a ray of light composed of complex knowledge and disappeared in front of him. The lavender eyes that appeared around him also disappeared and were isolated. The hidden space also returned to normal.

In the mid-air not far away, a ray of light that was invisible to the naked eye floated across, enveloping a ray of light that streaked across the sky like a meteor and fell to the ground.

The complex knowledge instantly reconstructed Grant's figure. She looked down at the piece of light gray amber held in the palm of her right hand.

There are traces of mist floating inside, as if the deepest and darkest desires in the human heart have materialized. Just looking at it makes people feel a lot of discomfort.

"Devil? But it doesn't have that extremely rich aura of depravity."

After whispering in a deep voice, her figure instantly became transparent, and once again turned into a light composed of complex knowledge, surging into the spiritual world and flowing into the distance.

From time to time, in the glass shades of gas street lamps, in the puddles formed by water on the ground, and in the bay windows of row houses, a pale figure flashed past.

He was wearing a black clergy robe, his face was thin, his eyes were sunken like a mummy, his skin was brown, with a sickly paleness. He didn't look like a living person, but more like a sinister ghost. There was still gurgling red blood on his body. Flow and drip into the dark and deep mirror world.

"hu~hu~"

Zatwin gasped for air and made a whooshing sound from the pain.

Although he was far away from the battlefield in the Pas Valley, he still did not dare to stop. There was always an urgent sense of crisis in his heart, and it seemed that danger was approaching.

Damn it, the scattered blood that I didn't have time to clean up will definitely be used. That guy is a master of prophecy, and divination and tracking are his strengths. Is this what is special about the God's Favored One? It was obvious that the last time he fought with Maihams, he was just an Beyonder who had just been promoted to Sequence Four.

As soon as his thoughts started to float, the dark mirror world around him suddenly became brighter. The crimson moonlight illuminated the surroundings, making the originally unreal and unreal scene clear again.

Zatwin stopped in surprise, and looked around with vigilant eyes, trying to find the existence that was secretly exerting influence.

It's sizzling!

The sound of glass cracking and shattering kept ringing.

Zatwin turned around in shock, and with a crashing sound, the glass windows originally painted with colorful patterns shattered and fell, hitting the floor, disintegrating and melting, turning into a puddle of silver-white liquid, completely lost. Mirror properties.