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Thump! Thump!
Two quick, light taps on the table sounded, and a deep, eye-shaped slit instantly opened beneath Bugs Bunny, Brie, and Ritz.
"Ugh!"
"Wah!"
Before they could react, their bodies had already fallen into the slit, and then space seemed to fold, dropping them directly onto the carpeted wooden chair opposite Glenn, where they piled up in a heap.
"Alright, I know you're all happy after digesting your potions, but please be quiet for a moment," Glenn said with a light chuckle, leaning leisurely back in her chair without lifting her head.
As she flipped through the Norich Journal, a publication of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in the Paz River Valley, she remarked with a slight sigh:
"I heard the bounty for Queen Mystic in Intis has risen to 100 million. She seems more like the King of the Five Seas than Nast now."
"Oravi Island has always been fighting your Moses Ascetic Order, so why do you sound so happy?"
Leyton raised an eyebrow, looking at Glenn. Her tone surprised him.
Glenn casually turned a page of the journal in her hand, saying with an unclear meaning:
"She's fighting the Moses Ascetic Order, not me. As an old auntie, isn't it a happy thing to see her junior advance?"
Without waiting for Leyton's reply, she changed the subject and continued, "How long do you think Mesagnes's reforms in the Paz River Valley can last?"
Leyton leaned back against the chair, gently rubbing his chin with his right thumb, and after a moment of thought, said in a deep voice:
"Such large-scale reforms require continuous input of external funds and materials to maintain social order and stability before achieving certain results."
"Both Mr. Pulak and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom were prepared for this. By the end of this month, the development of the Paz River Valley should be on the right track. After that, it will be a gradual push for the improvement of social order and the advancement of mechanical technology."
As he spoke, Leyton reached for the Pace Daily on the table in front of him. This was also a newspaper founded by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, published daily. Besides important information, most of its content consisted of organized common life knowledge and basic knowledge.
Under Mesagnes's advancement, the Pace Daily was also the most popular newspaper in the Paz River Valley. People here could not only learn the latest news but also acquire useful knowledge.
He quickly flipped through a couple of pages and saw in the most prominent position that Mesagnes was about to sign a treaty on behalf of the Paz River Valley with Loen and Intis, acknowledging the independence of the Paz River Valley, establishing new commercial channels, and engaging in friendly, mutually beneficial cooperation.
Leyton chuckled as he flipped through the newspaper:
"Heh, I didn't expect Intis to agree to the independence of the Paz River Valley so quickly, instead of uniting the Northern Continent nations to isolate the Paz River Valley."
Glenn flipped through the journal on the table with one hand and tidied her overly voluminous hair with the other, saying calmly:
"The Northern Continent nations are not as united as you think. Moreover, this region has the support of two major orthodox Churches, so the remaining Churches won't want to interfere too much in the conflicts here."
"There's also the Berserk Sea as a natural barrier between the Northern and Southern continents. The possibility of Intis and Loen regaining their colonies by force is low."
"Of course, the most important thing is the sufficiently powerful strength we displayed in the previous battle. Although there were factors of multi-party cooperation, it is a given fact that an Angel is stationed in the Paz River Valley. In this era where the Gods reside in the astral world, Angels are the top-tier power that can be mobilized in this world."
Leyton suddenly thought of something and turned his head to Glenn, asking curiously:
"So, you need to stay in the Paz River Valley for a long time?"
"That's right, I have already received an oracle, an oracle from the Hidden Sage in the identity of the Agnostos Theos!"
As she spoke, Glenn's eyes flickered slightly, her gaze becoming distant and profound, as if peering through the long river of fate.
The Hidden Sage delivered an oracle as the Agnostos Theos! It should be the Knowledge Moor borrowing the identity of the Hidden Sage. The Agnostos Theos originally refers to it.
After a moment of contemplation, Leyton turned to Glenn and said, "Will other members of the Moses Ascetic Order come here?"
Glenn sighed softly and said wistfully:
"You should ask who isn't coming here."
"The oracle has already been delivered. As long as they don't have urgent missions, all members of the Moses Ascetic Order will migrate to the Paz River Valley. This will be our new headquarters."
"New headquarters! Such a big move?" Leyton sat up straight, looking at Glenn with disbelief.
The Knowledge Moor is going to empty out the Hidden Sage's possessions!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Three quick knocks on the Door sounded. Leyton slightly turned his head and glimpsed Bugs Bunny and two cats, lined up, wearing black top hats.
They stood in front of the wall on the right side of the lounge, where an old, dark wooden Door with strange patterns had appeared at some point.
The orange cat Ritz stood at the very front, gracefully reaching out and tapping the dark wooden Door three times. A strange fluctuation emanated from the wooden Door.
With a creak, the wooden Door was easily pushed open by Ritz, revealing a somewhat messy, laboratory-like space behind it.
Bugs Bunny and the two cats quickly rushed to the other side of the Door. Bugs Bunny, trailing behind, didn't forget to lift his leg and kick the Door shut.
With the special ability of Eyes of Mystery Prying, Leyton easily saw that this Door, still on the wall, was a mystical item for a Traveler.
He turned to Glenn curiously and asked, "They harvested so many Apprentice Pathway characteristics?"
Glenn, flipping through the journal in her hand, replied without looking up:
"Who told you the Apprentice Pathway is a useful mystical item? Perhaps to make it easier to steal blood bottles from the Hospital, those Primordial Moon Believers are always very fond of mystical items that can Paces through walls."
Leyton nodded in agreement. Glenn's words reminded him of Emlyn, that unlucky fellow who could walk through walls and end up in the Harvest Church.
Uh, come to think of it, there seem to be Door Pathway Sealed Artifacts everywhere. In the days when Mr. Door was absent, the Adepts' lives were miserable.
As soon as the thought flickered, Leyton's mind suddenly blurred. He felt a flash before his eyes, and the environment he was in suddenly changed.
The originally simply furnished lounge transformed into a richly layered Spirit World. Around him, many tiny brass-colored specks of light moved up and down. Beneath these brass-colored specks of light, Concealment illusory bookshelves appeared, each book with a barely visible eye. They constantly stacked, like an illusory, seemingly endless tall tower.
"Do not pry too much. The Concealment knowledge is not something you can bear right now."
A gentle voice echoed in his ears, pulling his thoughts back. As the voice reverberated, the constantly moving brass-colored specks of light around him suddenly burst into bright light, obscuring all the illusory bookshelves.
Leyton instinctively turned his head and saw faint brass-colored specks of light rapidly outlining Mr. Hughes's figure in the air. He leaned on a staff that looked like a withered branch, his gaze fixed on Leyton as he said:
"I foresaw some Future events related to you, so I directly pulled you over."
"Future events related to me?" Leyton asked, puzzled.
Mr. Hughes gently nodded, walked two steps forward, leaning on his staff, and casually took out an illusory book from the light that enveloped the surroundings.
The book's pages turned by themselves, tiny specks of light floating between the pages, outlining a brass-colored eye. After a moment of silence, Mr. Hughes said with a smile:
"If you plan to advance to Cognizer, you'd best go to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. With the special nature of that place, you can isolate yourself from the Hidden Sage, so you won't be affected by his accumulated madness during your advancement."
"Moreover, it's very close to the Western Continent. After your advancement, you might be able to try and retrieve something from the Knowledge Moor."
Retrieve? Leyton slightly lowered his eyes, then quickly collected his thoughts, listening to Mr. Hughes's subsequent words.
"Although you can skip the advancement ritual based on your unique circumstances, this is not without consequences. The madness of the primitive instincts contained in the potion has been accumulating. Once it exceeds a certain limit, it will directly overwhelm your will and obliterate your hard-won humanity."
"I understand." Leyton nodded gravely in response.
"In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, you need to be careful of Amon. His True body is always wandering there. Try not to seek help from the True Creator. He is still mad and cannot control his instincts."
"Before you stabilize your own state, there's no need to rush back to the Southern Continent. You can leave that Prophet Clone here, or find a Cognizer characteristic to help him complete his advancement."
After a slight nod, Leyton asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of the hermit card among the blasphemy cards?"
He had a premonition that if he wanted to advance to Cognizer, this Card of Blasphemy would be very useful to him.
Mr. Hughes pondered for a moment, his eyes quickly turning silver, reflecting a hazy profundity, as if directly gazing at the long river representing fate.
A moment later, the silver in his eyes quickly receded, and he said in a steady, gentle voice:
"The anti-divination and anti-prophecy characteristics of that Card of Blasphemy have not been completely lifted, but I have made some predictions about your fate. You should have already encountered that Card of Blasphemy. At the appropriate time, it will naturally appear in your hands."
As soon as Mr. Hughes finished speaking, before Leyton could press further, the surrounding environment suddenly became illusory, shattering like a bubble.
Hoo~ Leyton, as if suddenly startled awake from a dream, let out a sound of air friction in his throat, and his body suddenly bent forward, almost hitting the desk in front of him.
"Awake now?"
Glenn leaned lazily on the carpeted wooden chair, her gaze assessing Leyton with amusement for a moment, then she curled her lips and said:
"Who was looking for you just now? I couldn't even follow the connection through my Eyes of Mystery Prying to see the other party. Besides Angels of the Darkness and Door Pathways, no one should be able to block my gaze so easily."
"If it was the former, it doesn't seem likely. They prefer to pull people directly into dreams or the Concealed World. As for the latter, there haven't been any Planeswalkers in this world for a long time."
"You can guess higher," Leyton said calmly, rubbing his forehead.
Then he looked at the wall clock and, after a brief calculation, found that it was almost three o'clock in Backlund time.
Today's Tarot Club was about to begin. Based on Klein's potion digestion progress, he should be asking Cattleya to travel out to sea on the Future today.
No wonder he came to me at this time, not letting me seek help from the True Creator. More likely, he was worried I would help him get the first blasphemy slate.
As a True God of the Tower Pathway, he could also use the first blasphemy slate himself. Why wouldn't he let me take it out of the Giant King's Court? Does he think I don't have the ability to take the first blasphemy slate out of the Forsaken Land of the Gods under the watchful eyes of Amon and the True Creator? Or does he think he can't hold onto it?
When Mr. Hughes mentioned the Knowledge Moor just now, he used the word "retrieve." Is there something that should belong to me left in the Knowledge Moor?
One thought after another floated through his mind. Leyton sighed, stood up somewhat lazily from his seat, stretched, and walked to the Door on the right wall. Imitating Ritz's earlier actions, he tapped the wooden Door three times in quick succession.
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