Under the manipulation of his Spirit Body Threads, Leyton's thoughts and movements became stiff and slow, and his Beyonder abilities, which would normally form instantly, took one or two seconds longer to complete.
In the darkness, streaks of golden light emerged, wandering in mid-air, becoming purer and purer, finally evolving into a seal-like projection.
One second after the seal was formed, Leyton finally spoke in ancient hermes to make the notarization:
"Invalid!"
In mid-air, the seal-like projection transformed into a pure, pale golden stream of light that entered Leyton's body, and the mental sluggishness, body stiffness, and movement sluggishness caused by the manipulation of his Spirit Body Threads instantly faded by more than half.
Taking advantage of this gap, he used a "Mystical Reenactment" that he had always possessed but had never used.
Orange-red twilight suddenly emerged, revealing a transparent, illusory palace, ancient and magnificent like a giant's dwelling. In its center, extremely blurry figures with extremely terrifying auras sat around a mottled long table stained crimson with blood. Their expressions were ferocious, and they ravenously shared the items on the long table.
The next moment, the blurry figures seated on both sides of the long table all turned their heads to look at the middle-aged man in a dark classical court robe.
Several of them had particularly terrifying auras, resonating with certain objects in the surrounding environment, as if they could step out of this illusory scene at any moment and truly descend into reality.
This was a scene of the "Feast of Betrayal..." a mystical magic created from the mystical knowledge of the Ancient Sun God's death. It could awaken or bestow intelligence upon items, causing them to commit acts of betrayal.
As the scene of the Ancient Sun God being dismembered appeared, as if triggering a chain reaction, the lightning streaking across the sky suddenly became more frequent, occasionally dropping golden light spots, and something began to stir in the Spirit World Depths, becoming quiet and dangerous.
The surrounding aura instantly became chaotic and dangerous, permeated with extreme madness and evil, as if an extremely terrifying existence had cast its gaze upon this place.
The dense, deep darkness was illuminated by the increasing silver-white lightning and golden light spots in the sky. Under the dazzling light, the middle-aged man in the dark classical court robe revealed a sinister smile, and his deep black eyes, tinged with a faint green, became more lively, giving the immediate impression that he seemed to have changed from before.
Under Leyton's gaze, he casually tossed aside the beast-skin lantern he was carrying, spread his hands, and a difficult-to-describe smile played on his lips, as if he were sensing something, embracing something.
Leyton exchanged glances with the strange Marionette in front of him, and his right hand, wearing a bronze mechanical glove, gently rubbed twice.
Tiny pale yellow stars floated around him, quickly outlining a balance-like pattern.
At the same time, he clenched his right fist, pressing it against the Marionette's chest through the air, and softly chanted a word in ancient hermes:
"Death!"
In front of him, the Marionette, with its hands spread as if embracing something, had a momentarily blank expression. Rust-red stardust suddenly surged from its heart, and crimson, almost white, flames ignited, rapidly decaying and heading towards Death in an instant, finally exploding with a bang.
As if triggering a chain reaction, within a few kilometers around, crimson firelight continuously erupted, accompanied by explosive sounds.
"Hmph~"
A somewhat illusory and ethereal cold snort came from the extreme distance in the darkness, very unreal, as if echoing from the mists of history.
The aura of Kotar, flashed and disappeared. Leyton's eyes flickered, instantly becoming extremely deep. He attempted to peer into the River of Fate to find traces of Dark Demonic Wolf.
A moment later, his eyes cleared again. After shaking his head with a slight disappointment, he rubbed his fingers, creating many invisible hands stained with a faint mist, controlling them to pick up the items left behind by the Marionette that had just died nearby.
Seeing the sudden outbreak of conflict end so abruptly, Klein, above the Gray Fog, still felt somewhat unreal. While carefully checking if there were any remaining Marionettes nearby, he asked in his mind:
"How did you do it? Killing most of the surrounding Marionettes in an instant, and they didn't even resist?"
Leyton, while collecting the Worms of Spirit that Dark Demonic Wolf had no time to retrieve, murmured to himself:
"I turned one Marionette, and had it link all the surrounding Marionettes and itself together, so that the influence I exerted instantly affected all the Marionettes."
"Turned?" Klein felt it was somewhat unbelievable. He hadn't expected that Marionettes could also be turned.
Leyton nodded gently:
"The Mystical Reenactment I just used is called 'Feast of Betrayal,' originating from the mystical knowledge of the Ancient Sun God being dismembered. Its effect is very simple: it can make items gain intelligence, or awaken their inherent intelligence, causing them to commit acts of betrayal."
"I exploited the characteristics of the Earl of the Fallen to distort the concept between Marionettes and items, allowing Dark Demonic Wolf's Marionette to develop its own intelligence and betray Dark Demonic Wolf."
This isn't scientific, but it's very mystical. Dangers in the Mystical World can come from various places. In the future, I'll have to be careful that my Marionettes aren't turned by others. Klein muttered a few complaints to himself, and then asked about the use of the Worm of Spirit.
"They can be used to make talismans, or to create Mystical Items, and can also be materials for certain rituals or certain potions. They are considered a relatively high-grade material, especially since they themselves come from an angel."
Leyton answered as if to himself, then sealed all the well-collected Worms of Spirit into a translucent amber and handed them to the invisible servant standing behind him.
Having done all this, he suddenly spoke:
"I happen to have time, I can help you find a Bizarro Bane. Remember to earn more money during this time, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it."
Klein, above the Gray Fog, was silent for two seconds before chuckling:
"It seems your humanity is gradually recovering."
After a pause, he continued:
"My 'Marionettist' potion hasn't started digesting yet, so there's no rush to collect materials. You can keep them for now, and I'll buy them from you when I've saved enough money."
"Alright, as long as you're not afraid of me raising the price."
As his words fell, Leyton's body suddenly blurred, disintegrating into complex streams of knowledge that surged like a torrent into the Spirit World, moving towards a certain direction in the Spirit World Depths.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein ended the "Mind Link" and sat on the topmost chair of the mottled long table, gazing at the boundless Gray Fog, briefly falling into contemplation.
If I were on Earth, I should be posting for help on a forum right now. Help: What do I do if my friend suddenly becomes an Evil God?
As he thought, Klein couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He sat in the chair and rested for a moment, then spread his spirituality to envelop himself, simulating the feeling of falling, and left the space above the Gray Fog.
In the Spirit World Depths, Leyton, in the form of information, surged forward like a torrent, filtering the constantly accumulating information in the Spirit World, trying to find information about Bizarro Banes.
Although Bizarro Banes, like Spirit World Plunderers, are primary materials for a Bizzaro Sorcerer, their intelligence is far inferior to the latter. They lack the ability to communicate normally and will not interfere with anti-divination or anti-prophecy from the Spirit World level.
However, such Monsters are also rare in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, and coupled with the overly complex information accumulated in the Spirit World, it is difficult to quickly filter them out without special means similar to Arrodes.
After lingering in the Spirit World for nearly half an hour, Leyton roughly determined the general activity area of the Bizarro Banes.
The misty glow, composed of complex information, surged rapidly. The creatures active in the Spirit World seemed to be completely oblivious to this light, allowing it to surge past them, and even pass through their bodies. Only a small number of Spirit World creatures with strong auras would notice the anomaly and take evasive action.
In just over ten minutes, he arrived at an area where Bizarro Banes were active.
Within the Spirit World, his body reassembled from the complex and pure knowledge. His eyes appeared extremely deep, like the sea before a storm, clearly losing focus, a vast expanse.
In such a state, he could easily peer into the long river that represented fate and extract some information from it.
After confirming the presence of Bizarro Banes nearby using the "Prophecy" messenger, he took a step forward, his figure rapidly fading and becoming transparent, detaching from the layered and accumulated Spirit World, and arriving in reality.
The frequency of lightning strikes in the sky decreased to one every one or two minutes. In the darkness, the aura belonging to the Concealment, Fallen, and mutated domains became exceptionally active.
Leyton tapped his right index finger and thumb, both wearing mechanical gloves, together twice. The gloves on his hands quickly made clicking sounds, then a slit opened from the palm, emitting a scorching, brilliant white light.
He slightly raised his hand, lifting his right hand to shoulder height, allowing the light from the glove to dispel the surrounding darkness.
Using this light, he finally saw his surroundings clearly: a not-too-large, not-too-dense ruin of buildings, looking like a village. Their houses used a lot of bluestone as raw material, so some traces still remained.
A deep, pale purple slowly emerged in Leyton's eyes. His gaze calmly surveyed the surrounding darkness for a few circles, discovering several Monsters hidden in the darkness, but none of them were the Bizarro Banes he was looking for.
After pausing in place for two seconds, he followed his intuition and stepped deeper into the ruins.
He hadn't walked far when he suddenly heard a rustling sound, like some creature chewing on stones, very sharp and making one's teeth ache.
When he moved a little closer, the sound quickly disappeared again.
In two or three seconds, the sound reappeared in another direction, completely opposite to the previous one.