Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

After the hidden kingdom dissipated, Klein raised his head again. He looked at the extra crystal ball in front of him, with a helpless arc at the corner of his mouth.

Zoya really made the request deliberately at this point in time. Does he know that I can meet the conditions in exchange for such a thing? If you think about Him being the path of "destiny", just like Will Asceptin, you may be able to see the special direction of destiny.

The "Pale Bone Nail" was previously sacrificed to the Goddess of Night, plus the ice blue metal cylinder intercepted from Hvin Rambis...

Klein stretched out his hand to hold up the ball, feeling like he was holding a piece of ice that would not melt. Inside the transparent shell of the crystal ball, there was a thin layer of black gauze hiding dots of stars. The things deep inside emitted alternating light and dark. of glimmer.

The goddess even thoughtfully provided a means of sealing it, which can be opened when a sacrifice is made to the gray mist.

Klein directly began to arrange a sacrificial ceremony to pray to "The Fool", and once again felt the disobedience of being a sorter at an "Express Transit Station".

The express delivery to be distributed today...no, what is to be sacrificed today are these remaining light spots of Zoya.

Even if the weight of these light spots is not enough to manifest the key, Klein is completely unwilling to sacrifice Norns.

He doesn't plan to feed this part of the light to Norns anymore. Klein is very worried that this skylark will go to Fangjia. It already has this tendency, and there may be no change if it continues to be fed.

In order to prevent Norns from being stimulated, Klein deliberately avoided the study room where Skylark was staying. Instead, he returned to his bedroom to decorate the spiritual wall and perform the entire sacrifice.

After walking four steps backward to reach the gray mist, Klein opened the illusory door and brought the sphere here.

The moment it fell into Klein's hand, the shell of the crystal ball silently turned into crystal fragments, and was simply swept away by the gray mist.

The black gauze seemed unable to withstand the power of the gray mist, and quickly dissipated, revealing the light yellow light group inside. It looked like a breathing heart, constantly expanding and contracting.

The spirit body itself should not feel the temperature, but when Klein gets close to it, he will feel a little warmth that calms his spirit and soothes his mood.

When he closed his hands, he sketched the shape of the key in his mind and tried to use these light spots to restore the key.

The gray mist around "The Fool" swirled and flowed, gathering between his palms, constantly compressing the volume of the light group, forcing it to change its shape.

An increasingly sharp buzzing sound sounded from between his hands. Klein could feel that deep in his spiritual body, a hidden light was suddenly touched, echoing the buzzing sound, and then emitting the same light. Frequency oscillation.

Suddenly he could understand the vague hum - all kinds of voices speaking in different languages, some low and soft, some high and joyful.

The only thing they have in common may be that they are all talking about trivial matters, worries or happy emotions, like a giant net that catches the fallen, forcing Klein to fall into the middle and resonate with it.

Klein did not stop what he was doing. He just separated himself from the influence of these emotions and maintained a state of indifference.

He came into contact with that glimmer of divinity again, and felt its existence far more clearly than when he was promoted.

The humming and whispers finally subsided, and a hard object remained in Klein's palm, like a bone that had been eaten clean.

The rotating gray mist dissipated from Klein's hands and continued to wander around the periphery of the hall, waiting for the next instruction from the controller.

Klein lowered his head and looked at the things in his hands.

Judging from the shape, the upper half of this thing is a circle, with a section of dim light that is constantly flowing and reciprocating suspended in the middle. The overall look just forms the shape of a circular starburst.

The lower half of the thin column was incomplete and had fractures all over it. There were strange ghost images at the fractures. From the cut surfaces of those fractures, Klein could see flowing silver water waves reflected from them.

It's normal to be incomplete, after all, the most important thing, Zoya, is not here.

In the dream divination sequence, this key only corresponds to a hazy light, which is the same as the divination of Zoya or Esther.

After divining its safety, Klein grabbed the key and walked towards the deepest part of the gray fog.

There is a door there, and the door and key are a perfect match.

Although there was no keyhole on the bronze door, Klein wanted to take the key there and try it out, maybe there would be any changes.

After crossing the tall steps, Klein came to the platform again. He looked up at the cocoons of light hanging on the bronze door.

This time, Klein could clearly feel the tiny buzzing sound emanating from the sleeping people deep in the light cocoon.

Is it because the light spots in my body echoed before?

Klein smiled. If such a response could be maintained to the outside world, maybe he would be able to understand Norns' "bird language".

This is an unexpected gain.

But now, Klein raised the key that was only half in his hand, and let go of the suppression of the strange resonance deep in the spirit body.

In just an instant, a huge pulling force came from his hand, and Klein felt like he had become a fish on a hook, being dragged by an invisible force and sinking into another, more viscous mire.

Including his senses, they were sluggish under the crushing force of the invisible barrier, as if they were stuffed into heavy costumes. Klein had a similar experience once - when he was almost killed by the man from the cause. Rosago of Tis, when made into a marionette.

However, this process ended quickly, and Klein regained control of himself.

He found himself at the bottom of the sea, where, at least environmentally speaking, there was no closer approximation.

Above the head, there is a gray light, and the water surface is constantly turbulent. The light and shadow overlap, the patches are intertwined, and they dance in a disorderly pattern.

There was a faint light surrounding Klein, protecting his consciousness.

There was also gray mist deposited under his feet. When a burst of water came in, his body could not help but be pushed forward by it and walked forward.

In the outside world, those cocoons of light are suspended from top to bottom, but here, the illusory scenes one after another are tied from bottom to top, like balloons next to each other, keeping them forever Submerged in this dark space.

The thread holding the huge balloon is composed of gray and silver entwined together, and the lower part extends to the gray fog ground. Klein guessed that it may also lead to the bronze light door, which is a reflection of the connection in the gray fog space. .

Silver bubbles would occasionally emerge from those balloon-like shadows, which were encased in spots of light that Klein was very familiar with. They kept rising until they disappeared outside the sea of ​​fine light and shadow.

Klein tried to let his body rise, but the closer he got to the sea, the more unstable his body became, and his perception became blurry and heavy again. This change made him sink immediately.

So going up means getting out of here. Where did those light spots go? On Zoya and Esther?

Then go down...

Klein leaned toward the expanding phantom closest to him, but he did not encounter any obstacles. He penetrated directly through the periphery of the phantom and stepped into it.

The familiar gravity, the more familiar reinforced concrete, modern high-rise buildings, and the crossroads with traffic lights on.

Fortunately, he was still in a spiritual state and did not need to breathe. Otherwise, Klein would probably have fainted due to holding his breath.

When he heard the owner of a car lowering its windows and shouting friendly curses outside because it was blocked behind him, Klein quickly ducked to the sidewalk.

Klein subconsciously winked again and quickly calmed down.

He kept telling himself that this was normal. Maybe he was also in such a dream when he was sleeping in the light cocoon.

A group of young people walked out of the commercial building next to them and passed by Klein while talking and laughing. They seemed completely unaware of the man's incongruous dress and the strange light on his body.

The strange thing is that among this group of people, there is only one young man who looks to be in his twenties, with the clearest appearance, while the faces of the rest of them are like plasticine with fingerprints pressed on them, leaving only flat depressions without any traces. concrete image.

"Today's script is really boring. Who suggested it?"

"That's right, I might as well go back and continue fighting against the heroes."

"You haven't finished playing yet? You have to do all the achievements or collect all. Are you tired?"

"You don't understand the fun of achieving a party. I even bought an expansion pack..."

Klein watched them walk to a nearby bus stop and took a taxi.

He closed his eyes tightly, and in the buzzing sound of the brightening light, his body floated upward, and the city in front of him instantly collapsed into a bubble.

When Klein opened his eyes again, his body had floated outside the phantom balloon. He stared at it quietly for a few seconds, then turned around and quickly approached the other phantom.

This is a father's dream.

Klein stood helplessly on the roof of an off-road vehicle. The vehicle was driving on a straight road, surrounded by wasteland where tumbleweeds ran. From a distance, only the dazzling sun and cacti could be seen.

He heard the excited screams of two faceless children in the carriage, and a woman with the same vague face scolded them. The man with a beard and very short red hair pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head and stretched out half of his head. Laughing outside the window.

Klein quickly broke into the next person's dream, and then the next one:

The librarian wearing square glasses walked among the bookshelves, returning the books that had been placed outside and quietly responding to others' inquiries about the location of the books. She remembered every book here clearly;

The doctor in a white robe, with faint dark circles on his face, shook the cold black coffee in the cup and poured it into his mouth without hesitation. Then he turned to the computer screen with an indifferent expression, and continued to stay up late at night on duty in the emergency department while flipping through the latest issue of a medical magazine;

In the gray dormitory building surrounded by green trees, a girl walked down side by side with her roommates. On the way to the dormitory, she kept talking about the fan fiction she had written, with pride and excitement on her face. She talked about the recent I got a few likes and red hearts;

In the extremely cold snow, a group of members of the research team were sitting on a snowmobile. The co-pilot's nose was red from the cold. He pressed the map on his lap with one hand and touched the wine bottle at his waist with the other. He bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, raised his head and poured a mouthful of strong liquor that burned his throat. The wheels rolled over the pure white, pressing out a wide fold;

The man in a suit and hair gel straightened his smile and walked towards the door of the next house while carrying a suitcase. In less than five minutes, he nimbly dodged a leather shoe flying toward the door, and then quickly crossed the street. The man straightened his torn tie and continued walking towards the next house...

Klein just wandered between the scenes of "that world".

Obviously seeing so many scenes from the past should be something that could make up for the nostalgia. Klein thought he would feel relieved.

But along the way, only the loneliness of a giant walked with him.

He is like a needle that leads through these dreams, but he doesn't know what he is stringing together.