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It looked at the constantly spinning Die of Probability on the ground and the deep brown baton obliquely stuck in the muddy soil, hesitating for a moment. He felt that this Die of Probability seemed to have undergone some changes; it seemed to be more alive.
After spinning in place for nearly a minute, the Die of Probability finally stopped as if it had run out of strength, with four dots facing up!
Bugs Bunny hesitated for a moment before picking up the Die of Probability from the ground and putting it into his pocket. Then he tilted his head to look at the baton stuck obliquely in the ground. He was not quite sure if it was his cane.
Illusory light composed of complex knowledge surged closer, and as it approached Bugs Bunny, this complex knowledge re-condensed into Bernadette's figure.
Brie and Ritz looked at the suddenly appearing Bernadette in a daze. They had only seen this ability to transform into an information creature on Glenn. This was a Beyonder as terrifying as Glenn!
The two cats exchanged a silent glance, then, as if reaching some tacit understanding, turned their heads away, restrained their own characteristics, and tried their best to disguise themselves as ordinary cats.
Bernadette did not pay attention to the expressive Bugs Bunny and the two cats. Her eyes were deep as she looked at the baton stuck obliquely in the ground.
After observing it carefully for a while, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Bugs Bunny, saying:
"This mystical item of yours has been integrated with some kind of peculiar external power and has undergone some mutation. It now possesses some destiny-related characteristics."
"If you want to continue using it, it's best to seal it to some extent. That peculiar power will affect the user's destiny and even bring some subtle corruption."
After warning Bugs Bunny, Bernadette's figure once again transformed into an illusory light composed of complex knowledge, surging away from there.
Bugs Bunny looked at the spot where Bernadette disappeared, nodding blankly, then turned to look at Brie and Ritz, asking with some hesitation:
"Uh... can I still keep this section of my cane? Will just touching it have negative effects?"
Upon hearing this, Brie stared at the baton for a long time, then shook his head with some hesitation, saying:
"I don't know. Let's just wait here for Glenn or your boss to come. They can definitely seal this hand... uh, baton."
"Rabbit, your previous Sequence was Doctor. Quickly treat me. I feel like my bones are broken."
Ritz, lying on the ground, weakly interrupted the conversation between Bugs Bunny and Brie.
The Prophet Clone, who was chasing Primordial Moon Believers in Inpace city, paused. His eyes suddenly lost focus and became blank.
A slightly blurred image surfaced in his mind: a vague, hazy gate stood under a Crimson Moon, and several streams of light of various colors, with complex and strange auras, surged out of it.
The image in his mind quickly dissipated, but his spiritual intuition guided him to look at the sky, at where the meteor had streaked across.
He didn't have time to ponder whose influence this sudden prophecy was. Pale blue radiance instantly flowed from his eyes.
Pale blue light spots continuously appeared in front of him, quickly outlining a blurry, insubstantial gate. A faint blue light flashed, and the Prophet Clone and the blurry gate simultaneously disappeared on the silent street.
Following his spiritual intuition, the Prophet Clone arrived at a Library in the city. In the dim, deserted depths of the Library, scattered faint blue lights shot out from the Spirit World, quickly outlining an illusory gate.
As soon as the Prophet Clone stepped out from the other side of the gate, his spiritual perception was triggered. He immediately simulated the ability of the Eyes of Mystery Prying, allowing his vision to easily penetrate layers of obstruction and see a colorful, dazzling stream of light streaking across the sky, getting closer and closer to him.
This beam of light seemed to be in a different dimension from the real world, silently penetrating the roof and walls, landing in the Library.
The dazzling radiance quickly dispersed, as if to merge with the entire Library, saturating every bookshelf and every book with rich colors.
Amidst the rustling of turning pages, the Prophet Clone saw the words on the books begin to twist. The knowledge recorded in these books was becoming alive; they were intertwining, constructing a strange world within the books.
"A High-level authority similar to the Creator?" He murmured to himself, and a pale blue radiance instantly filled the Prophet Clone's eyes.
Silver-white dots appeared around him, wandering freely, outlining one Omniscient Eye after another, searching for the strange power that was merging into the Library.
"Involving dimensions, mysteries, and the domain of creation... Most likely similar to the authority of the Knowledge Moor, and also somewhat similar to the 'Omnipotent and Omniscient Creator'."
Relying on the special nature of his Reader Pathway, the Prophet Clone quickly analyzed the strange power in his surroundings.
He slightly curled the corners of his lips, and the pale blue radiance in his eyes became even more intense. His entire body continuously emitted circles of warm, Purifying radiance.
Relying on his mastery of knowledge related to the Sun Pathway, the Purification power he simulated would not be too far from the Beyonder abilities wielded by a Unshadowed himself.
The strange power that was originally merging with the Library was instantly repelled, and the merging process was forcibly interrupted. The strange power, just like Beyonder characteristics, was precipitating out little by little.
Ink-like, rich colors seeped from the books, continuously dripping down and converging on the floor into a puddle of liquid paint.
Specks of brass-colored glimmer shot out from an unknown communication, constantly wandering in mid-air, outlining a blank scroll, purposefully covering the puddle of paint on the ground.
The blank scroll was stained with rich and complex colors, like an abstract oil painting, outlining a distorted pattern.
As soon as this distorted cosmos scroll appeared, it was grabbed by an invisible hand and disappeared directly from the Prophet Clone's sight.
As soon as those wandering brass-colored glimmers appeared, the Prophet Clone knew what was happening. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but complain:
...So, what was the point of me coming here? To be a locator?
Paz River Valley, above the sky near East Balam.
Glenn leaned leisurely on a high-backed chair formed from starlight, as if observing something interesting, with a slight curl of her lips, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the mechanical puppet that was guarding against her nearby.
"Did you see? Your god has been stopped."
"Although the development of this matter was somewhat beyond my expectation, it seems that your Church of the God of Steam and Machinery and the Intis Military still couldn't reverse the situation. The Paz River Valley area will welcome its new ruler."
No expression could be seen on the mechanical puppet's cold face. He casually glanced around, then spoke in a deep, hoarse voice:
"Even if Mesagnes truly unifies the Paz River Valley, can a local armed force alone withstand the retaliation from Intis and Loen two countries that follows?"
"Under the suppression of the Northern Continent nations, can he truly lead these Southern Continent natives to develop?"
Glenn chuckled indifferently twice, saying:
"Time will witness everything. Perhaps, it won't be long before all your Church of the God of Steam and Machinery's churches in the Southern Continent are cleared out?"
"Hmph! Heretic..."
The mechanical puppet's words were directly interrupted. Glenn's figure transformed into a surging light composed of complex knowledge and disappeared before him. The pale purple eyes that had appeared around him also vanished, isolated, and the hidden space also returned to normal.
In the air not far away, a light imperceptible to the naked eye floated by, carrying a light that streaked across the sky like a meteor and landed on the ground.
Complex knowledge instantly reassembled Glenn's figure. She looked down at a light grey amber held in her right palm.
Inside, wisps of mist floated, as if the deepest, darkest desires of the human heart had materialized. Just looking at it made one feel a great deal of discomfort.
"A demon? But without that extremely strong degenerate aura."
She murmured in a low voice, her figure instantly became transparent, transforming once again into a light composed of complex knowledge, surging into the Spirit World and flowing away into the distance.
In the glass lampshades of gas streetlights, in puddles formed by accumulated water on the ground, and on the bay windows of rows of houses, a pale figure occasionally flashed by.
He wore a black clergyman's robe, his face gaunt, his eyes sunken like a mummified corpse, his skin brownish and sickly pale, not like a living person, but more like a malicious Wraith. Gurgling crimson blood still flowed from his body, dripping into the dark and deep Mirror World.
"Hoo~ Hoo~"
Zatwin gasped for air, making hoarse sounds of pain.
Although he was already a great distance from the battlefield in the Paz River Valley, he still dared not stop. There was always a sense of urgent crisis in his heart, as if danger was approaching.
Damn it, the scattered blood I didn't have time to clean up will definitely be used. That guy is a Clairvoyant; divination and tracking are his strengths... Is this the special nature of a Blessed? Last time, when he fought Mahmosi, he was just a Beyonder who had recently advanced to Sequence 4.
As the thought surfaced, the dim Mirror World around him suddenly brightened. The scarlet moonlight illuminated the surroundings, making the originally illusory and unreal scenes clear and transparent again.
Zatwin stopped in surprise. He looked around cautiously, trying to find the presence that was secretly influencing him.
Zzzzz!
The sound of glass constantly cracking and shattering continued to ring out.
Zatwin turned back in astonishment. Amidst a clattering sound, the glass windows, originally adorned with colorful patterns, shattered and fell, hitting the floor, disintegrating and melting into a puddle of silver-white liquid, completely losing their mirror-like properties.
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