Between the gaps in the numerous vines, there were also mushrooms of various sizes, some greenish, some dark, growing out, pulsating like hearts, releasing toxins, spores, and mycelia.
Soon, neurotoxins, paralyzing toxins, hallucinogenic gases, white thread-like mycelia, and light green spores rapidly filled the entire room.
After completing all this, Bugs Bunny pinched the Hermit Card in his hand, and his body once again became illusory, disintegrating into streams of information that surged away to other places.
After Bugs Bunny left, from the areas in the room covered by mushrooms and vines, intermittent moans of pain and endurance emanated, accompanied by a crimson firelight that flickered, igniting the spores and mycelia diffused in the air.
The crimson firelight grew intense, burning into a brilliant white, gradually engulfing the entire room.
In the square in front of the Twilight Church, Leyton's figure suddenly appeared behind the Silver Knight, plunging an ancient-styled spear, burning with clusters and specks of blood-red dark crimson from tip to hilt, into his body.
The sturdy and magnificent silver full-body armor, formed by the materialized power of protection, was easily pierced by the dark red spear as if it were paper.
The Silver Knight's body instantly stiffened, his dark green eyes, looking at Leyton, filled with disbelief and astonishment.
The next moment, numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the tall Silver Knight's body, from which clusters of blood-red flames ignited, completely engulfing his tall, silver-white physique.
The Silver Knight's figure rapidly distorted and collapsed in the blood-red flames, finally transforming into a crude, palm-sized cloth doll made of straw and old rags, which turned to ash in the blood-red flames.
Taking advantage of this interval, the Weather Warlock transformed into a brilliant white flame spear, accurately striking the weak point of the shadow curtain, tearing apart the shadow curtain that enveloped the surroundings, isolating reality from the Spirit World.
The dawn, tinged with a sunset-like orange-red hue, instantly burst forth, forming patches of light, sharp blades, transforming into a storm, continuously spreading outwards, attempting to destroy the Realm of Mysteries that enveloped the surroundings.
Leyton looked at the Weather Warlock, who had transformed into a fiery meteor and was hurtling towards him from the sky, as brilliant starlight swirled around his body, and while grasping at the fiery light with his right hand, he simply uttered an ancient hermes word:
"Imprison."
Brilliant starlight flew off one after another, coiling around the fiery light that was falling like a meteor.
The starlight instantly condensed, creating layers of huge transparent walls that enveloped the rapidly descending meteor, confining it in mid-air.
Having done all this, he turned without looking back, his figure transforming into a rapidly dissipating faint starlight, quickly moving away from the vicinity of the church and arriving at the Dock District, where he grabbed Bugs Bunny, who was still planting mushrooms everywhere.
His figure flickered a few times, instantly appearing in front of a burning warehouse, and within the leaping flames, a somewhat blurry figure came into Leyton's view.
He curled his lips, and complex and illusory symbols condensed in his eyes, one after another.
In the flames, Larmic Wilt, who had just broken free from his restraints, cut off his "mind link..." and regained some sanity, suddenly felt a pang of fear, as if he had become prey targeted by something terrifying.
Before he could react, a large amount of complex and useless knowledge suddenly poured into his mind.
"Again..." The thought flashed by, and his head directly exploded, red and white splattering everywhere, sizzling in the leaping flames.
In the flames, the headless corpse fell straight backward, hitting the floor and shattering into crude, headless doll segments, which were quickly ignited by the flames and burned to ash little by little.
Using a substitute puppet to evade a fatal attack, Larmic Wilt quickly sketched himself out beside it, not even looking in Leyton's direction, his entire body instantly ignited, transforming into a spear composed of pure flame, which shot off into the distance.
"Why so many substitute puppets?" Leyton murmured, and complex and illusory symbols once again condensed in his eyes, one after another.
The flame spear, having flown into mid-air, froze for a moment, then directly exploded, blooming into a bright fireworks display in the sky.
At this moment, Leyton heard muffled groans in layers around him; Larmic Wilt had used his connection with the army to distribute the damage from this massive influx of knowledge to every single person in the army, making the damage he himself received non-fatal.
Crimson sparks fell to the ground, quickly gathering as if alive, slowly outlining a fiery red human figure.
Leyton smiled, reaching into the void to take out the last Worm of Spirit, transforming it into a transparent, intangible piece of information, which merged into Larmic Wilt, who was in the process of re-forming his body.
His movements suddenly slowed, one leg uncontrollably kneeling to the ground, his hands trembling as they clasped together, and he uttered phrases in ancient hermes:
"King from the Abyss, embodiment of iron and blood... Master of foul, Fallen weather..."
"Evil that erodes all, King of the Abyss, Master of all foulness and Fallen."
After a difficult struggle, he finally chanted the honorific name of the Dark Side of the Universe, and because of the "mind link..." all the soldiers connected together also chanted this honorific name.
The surrounding voices were either high-pitched or low, in layers, like a choir that was neither in sync nor harmonious.
As the last word fell, the surrounding air suddenly became sticky, faint black mist appeared, and a pungent smell of sulfur filled the air.
Leyton pulled Bugs Bunny with him, transforming into a torrent of information, and quickly withdrew from the vicinity of Mishier Port.
As soon as he left, a brilliant white, fiery red meteor plummeted directly, striking the spot where Leyton had just stood.
The huge impact sent Larmic Wilt, who was still praying to the Dark Side of the Universe on one knee, flying.
As the flames dissipated, a figure in a dark red robe outlined itself; without hesitation, he threw a flame spear, instantly piercing through the heart of Larmic Wilt, who had been thrown into mid-air.
The intense pain allowed this War Bishop to break free from the influence of the Worm of Spirit, and he briefly regained consciousness; scenes of what had just happened flashed through his mind, and he looked at the figure standing on the ground with a bewildered expression, uttering fragmented words:
"Prince Snarnar... It's... it's..."
"Beware... Dark Side of the Universe."
Larmic Wilt found that he couldn't say what he wanted to, as if that information had been erased from him, making him unable to recall or speak the relevant content; in the end, he could only change what he wanted to say into a warning to beware of the Dark Side of the Universe.
His thrown body did not reach the ground before being ignited by a mixture of crimson and light blue flames, transforming into a violently burning ball of fire that expanded in mid-air.
The Weather Warlock, known as Snarnar, with a gloomy face, tried to manipulate and influence the crimson and light blue flames in mid-air, only to find that his control over flames could not affect those half-crimson, half-light blue flames.
The crimson and light blue flames, fueled by Larmic Wilt's flesh, soul, and spirituality, burned in mid-air, solidifying into a double-leafed Door, half crimson lava and half light blue flame, both illusory and true.
At the top of the Door, hung a Demonic Wolf skull with huge goat horns; the Door swung open, and black mist poured out like water, quickly covering the ground near the dock with a thick, viscous layer of black.
The pungent smell of sulfur in the surroundings gradually intensified, emanating from various parts of the dock, and various emotions and desires rapidly proliferated, tempting people towards Fallen.
Unbeknownst to Snarnar, the dark red robe he wore became stained with a sticky, pitch-black liquid; his body grew heavy, his movements slowed, like a bird with broken wings, firmly pressed to the ground by an invisible force.
From the Door interwoven with crimson lava and light blue flames, pools of fresh red liquid surged out, arbitrarily deforming and twisting in mid-air, with faces, some grotesque, some enraptured, protruding from their surface; some belonged to humans, some to birds, some to giants, dragons, and even elves and Demonic Wolves.
The aura of domains such as Fallen, foulness, erosion, and corruption instantly permeated and covered the entire Mishier Port.
All people remaining in this port inevitably entered a hallucinatory state, their emotions and desires rapidly expanding, solidifying into tangible black mist that seeped from their mouths, nostrils, and ears, to be absorbed by the long faces protruding from the fresh red mass floating in mid-air.
On a small hillside several hundred meters away from Mishier Port, Leyton sat on a large rock, gazing deeply forward, at the port where desires surged, and at the Door connecting to the Abyss.
He pressed one hand over Bugs Bunny's ears, covering his eyes, and extended the other hand in front of him, rhythmically tapping his index and middle fingers, sending out circles of invisible ripples that modified and erased the information left by himself and Bugs Bunny in the surroundings.
In the Twilight Church, enveloped by the silver-white dawn light, Eugene, the War Bishop and senior deacon of the Church of the God of Combat, knelt half-way before the God of Combat emblem, composed of a twilight symbol and a sword-shaped mark, devoutly praying to the God of Combat.
The dawn created by the Silver Knight was far less effective in Purification than the Justice Mentor of the same Sequence; protecting this church from being corrupted and polluted by Fallen and foulness was already the limit, and to clear this influence, only a miracle could be prayed for.
Amidst repeated prayers, the silver-white dawn covering the Twilight Church turned golden-red, like the setting sun at dusk, casting orange-red light around.