Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Many demons had deformed reproductive organs growing on their bodies. They hugged each other in groups, like an exaggerated meat ball, and mated in ecstasy until their flesh and blood stuck together and grew tree-like branches, without stopping at all.

In the sky, deep in the thick black fog, branches with strange twists and turns were vaguely taking shape, bit by bit binding and assimilating the demon lord hidden in the deepest part.

Without the entanglement of the demons extending from desire, the tentacles extending from the ground began to wriggle rapidly, entwining and whipping from different directions. The red angel evil spirit, trapped in self-contradiction and division, tried to snatch the characteristic of "conqueror" from the other party.

As soon as those python-like black tentacles touched the body of the Red Angel Evil Spirit, they retreated uncontrollably and returned to the state they were in a few seconds ago.

This is the "Cycle of Fate" from Ouroboros!

As the "Original Witch", her memory would not be lost even after a cycle. The eyes on the top of each python-like tentacle were all opened, staring at the evil spirit of the Red Angel from different directions and angles.

Trapped in self-contradiction and division, the Red Angel Evil Spirit was petrified without any resistance, and a layer of gray covered its body surface.

The "cycle of fate" started again, and the petrified red angel evil spirit recovered.

The tentacles that stretched out from the ground shifted their targets, some of them were pulled towards Ouroboros, and some of them were rolled towards the Red Angel Evil Spirit.

In the nightmare woven by Adam, the body of the Red Angel's evil spirit almost collapsed, and the consciousness of Soran and Einhorn became crazy and powerful, as if they wanted to tear the body of the Fire Giant into three parts, even if the result of doing so would be their own death.

Under Ouroboros's feet, a long silver river slowly took shape, connecting end to end, trapping Medici Soren Einhorn in the middle, starting the cycle of fate and trapping him in a cycle of self-destruction over and over again so that he would not actually die.

Deeper in the dream, a brass book appeared in front of Erihog, who maintained the posture of a dragon. The pages turned spontaneously, and an omniscient eye emerged, scanning the entire scene, as if it could see all the secrets.

Opposite to Him, Adam turned into a giant made of pure light, as tall as a mountain. Around them, dreams continued to evolve, and ancient and powerful creatures emerged one after another. Natural disasters occurred one after another, confronting and fighting each other.

In the dream, bits and pieces of brass light moved quickly, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, constantly analyzing this dream world.

During this process, faint lights continuously formed pairs of brass-colored illusory eyes, which could directly see the weak points and create weak points.

Under the gaze of these eyes, the dream created by Adam was not only broken, but also constantly modified. A delicate balance was reached between him and Erehog. Neither of them could get rid of the other and take away 0-08.

Renekton sighed and looked away, looking at the black fog in the sky that was tilting towards the Pas River Valley. His expression did not change much. It was expected that the "dark side of the universe" would be affected by the "Mother Tree of Desire". Even if He was prepared in advance, various accidents would occur when facing Adam, causing things to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

While looking at the sky, Renekton's figure instantly faded, and gradually disintegrated into a huge and pure stream of information, surging away in the direction where Klein and others were besieging Ince Zangwill.

In the suburbs not too far from the Port of Berens, a strange monster with eight legs and covered with white feathers was venting its power wantonly, pulling the surroundings into a deep darkness, causing the insects and bacteria in the soil to enter eternal slumber and die bit by bit in their sleep.

Incorporating the extraordinary characteristics of the two paths of "night" and "death", Ince Zangwill's own extraordinary ability mutated and became strange and terrifying.

With a rumble, silver-white lightning fell from the sky, turning into a thunder forest, covering the incomplete mythical creature that Ince Zangwill had transformed into.

Under the cover of silver-white lightning, a faint blue light slid silently under Ince Zangwill's feet, forming a small "door". Several thighs covered with coarse short hair and white feathers instantly fell into it. As the "door" closed, they were cut off at the root and teleported outside the Thunder Forest.

Having lost his four thighs, Ince Zangwill instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground, drowned by the silver-white lightning that kept striking him.

Outside the Thunder Forest, Renekton appeared here silently. He looked up at the sky. With the help of the gray fog, his gaze penetrated the barrier and met Klein's eyes above the gray fog.

With a chuckle and a nod at Klein, Renekton bent down and picked up the classical feather pen that Ince Zangwill was holding tightly in his hand.

Renekton, who got 0-08, wrote directly on his sleeve:

"Under the influence of bad luck, the 'mental plague' in Ince Zangwill broke out. He, who just happened to maintain the incomplete form of a mythical creature, went out of control and lost all his sanity."

"The doom spell that Klein used earlier contained the will of the 'Goddess of Night'. Under the influence of the same path Sequence 0, Ince Zangwill's condition continued to decline. Even though he was out of control, he would still become sleepy and could fall into a deep sleep at any time, dying little by little in his eternal slumber."

"Based on various coincidences and the influence of fate, this is a very reasonable development!"

As the last punctuation mark fell, Ince Zangwill, who maintained the incomplete form of a mythical creature, suddenly became confused. Various emotions and thoughts grew in his heart and continued to expand, making it difficult for him to think normally.

Above the gray fog, Klein noticed the words that Renekton had written in 0-08. He immediately waved the Scepter of Poseidon, causing the surrounding wind sound to split. Half of it became sharp and piercing, as if it could pierce the spirit and hurt the human spirit, and the other half became low and heavy, like thunder, shocking the mind.

Ince Zangwill's dark eyes revealed a look of pain. On his pointed and elongated teeth, the translucent faces began to struggle. The natural spirits that he had sealed on his teeth were affected by the sound of the wind and seemed to be in great pain.

The white feathers on his body began to fall off piece by piece, with pale yellow oil seeping out of them. At the torso where his four legs had been cut off, white bones grew out from them, replacing his original thighs.

On each of the four newly grown thighs made of white bones was a bird skull, with pale flames burning in the eye sockets, as if a new consciousness had been born inside, originating from the various crazy consciousnesses that came from Ince Zangwill's split mind.

Boom! Boom!

Silver-white electric snakes frequently sprang out. Taking advantage of Ince Zangwill's poor condition, Klein used the Scepter of Poseidon to continuously rain down lightning above the gray fog.

The blinding silver-white light made it impossible for Anderson, Leonard and the others to open their eyes, and they dared not use their naked eyes to find the location of Ince Zangwill, who was revealing an incomplete form of a mythical creature.

Various emotions and thoughts grew, and Ince Zangwill became unable to control himself. Driven by the instinct of survival, he dodged the lightning strike with extremely uncoordinated movements, his body covered with charred marks. His crazy instinct made him want to kill the weak insects around him that dared to besiege him.

"Die! Die! Die!"

From his lips, which were closer to those of a wolf and full of sharp fangs, came intermittent whispers, similar to the "Words of the Dead" of the "Necromancer", but with the madness and pollution of an incomplete mythical creature.

This sound can bypass the protection of the flesh and blood body and resonate directly in the spirit, making it difficult to block out.

Anderson and Daly both covered their heads with their hands and half-knelt on the ground in pain. Their exposed skin gradually turned paler and age spots appeared, revealing signs of aging and death.

Leonard looked at Daly and Anderson in confusion. Suddenly, he couldn't hear anything, as if he had entered a silent world.

"Don't just stand there. I've stolen your hearing. Go and stab the scissors in your hand into Ince Zangwill's body. With his current luck, he only needs one stab to trigger the special function on the scissors."

Pales' voice suddenly echoed in Leonard's mind.

After a brief pause, Leonard immediately came to his senses and whispered to himself:

"I can't confirm his location. He remains in an incomplete form of a mythical creature."

"Old man, what can you do?"

"Old man, old man?"

Leonard's tone gradually became anxious, but Pales did not respond to him.

Renekton, who was watching not far away, found Amon's trace again. He had not left Port Berens yet!

Renekton's body became ethereal again, breaking down into streams of information that rushed toward where Amon appeared.

At the northernmost pier of the Port of Berens, a ball of color spread silently, as if an invisible brush was outlining the colors, depicting Amon's figure.

In his right hand, he held a monocle with several cracks on it, but the layer of moisture covering it had disappeared.

Putting the broken monocle back on his right eye, he looked up at the dark night sky and said in a deep voice:

“Night.”

Amidst the surging of a vast and pure flow of information, Renekton's body was reconstructed. He stood a few dozen meters away, looking thoughtfully at Amon and said:

"Dark Night? It turns out that you didn't go back to repair your glasses, but were locked up in a dark room by Dark Night!"

Amon turned his head to look at Renekton and sneered:

"It's all thanks to the two drops of water from the River of Eternal Darkness that you gave me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to escape from the secret world created by the night so easily."

While the two were talking, the "dark side of the universe" that was releasing its influence wantonly and polluting the surroundings stopped.