Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

After two days of preparation and multiple preliminary plans, Klein decided to enter the spirit world first and try his luck with the flocculated heart of the Demonic Wolf of Mist.

He was still embarrassed to ask Esther's little messenger to help.

With the secret puppets Enuni and Qonas, as well as Ludwell, the "squirming hunger" in Klein's hand turned transparent, and he stepped into the spiritual world where seven rays of pure light hung high.

Letting one marionette lead the other, Klein felt like he was almost like a locomotive. The four of them joined together and quickly teleported deep into the spiritual world under Klein's guidance.

Because Klein canceled the "spiritual wall" on the box, allowing the aura of the Demonic Wolf of Mist material to emit, he felt that under the effect of the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, it wouldn't take long for the Dogs of Fulgrim to notice it. , maybe they will come to you first.

Before setting off, Klein also performed a divination, and the omen he received was very smooth, so he boldly took this risky action.

And things went smoothly indeed. The moment his spiritual intuition was touched, the "acquaintance" that Klein had deliberately avoided appeared in front of him first.

Among the various overlapping hazy colors, a short-legged figure emerged from it, yelling happily, and rushed towards Klein.

Norns poked his head out of Marionette's pocket, yelled in the same happy tone, and rushed towards the black short-haired puppy.

Klein saw it clearly. The high-spirited little black dog was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that the target it wanted to act coquettishly was not Norns, but Klein.

However, after the skylark flew over, the little black dog also ran around with it several times. It was not until a low bark emerged from the color block in the spirit world that the little black dog quickly stopped and reluctantly retreated to Next to the black dog.

Klein looked at the spirit world creature with the appearance of a hound. It was much larger than someone's messenger. Extremely evil and powerful dark red flames were burning in its eye sockets, and its sharp teeth were protruding from the corners of its mouth. .

The fact that its body is somewhere between reality and reality is the same as that of the little black dog in the puppy state.

Fulgrim's Hound... But the other party didn't seem malicious. Is it because the little black dog recognized me?

Klein's dangerous instinct didn't react much, but under his gaze, the huge Fulgrim dog bit the little black dog's neck and shook it twice, as if to send a warning.

The little black dog's figure disappeared while whimpering, and then the body of Fulgrim's dog also became insubstantial, and soon disappeared from Klein's eyes.

Knowns circled twice and flew to Klein's shoulder, but was advised in a low voice: "No, just in case of a fight, just stay well."

Skylark could only murmur and shrink into the pocket of the marionette Enuni. It had a very obvious preference for this marionette of the "destiny" path.

Klein looked at the direction where Fulgrim's Dog was leaving and couldn't help but frown. He asked the marionettes to surround him nearby to prevent any attackers from suddenly appearing.

Is that Fulgrim's Hound leaving now? Is it really just here to say hello to Norns? Or is it because he smelled the extraordinary material in my hand and summoned helpers to hunt?

This is not impossible, after all, the habits of these Fulgrim dogs seem to be in groups...

However, Klein's worries did not come true. Soon, his spiritual intuition appeared again. In the place where they originally disappeared, two other figures were outlined at the same time, revealing the appearance of a black-haired hound.

Klein's heart tightened, and he immediately noticed the two Fulgrim dogs. Their eye sockets were covered with flaming eyes. Only one of them was intact, and the remaining one was in their paws.

The two Fulgrim dogs just lay down in the void of the spiritual world, wagging their tails towards him.

Eyeballs burning with dark red flames slowly floated over and gathered in the direction of Klein.

This kind of tail-wagging behavior left Klein really confused. If there had been a fight just now, his reaction would have been half a beat slower, but...

Is it because I am a "great being above the spiritual world" as Arrodes said?

Klein glanced at the two Fulgrim dogs that were waving their tails quietly, and stretched out his hand to hold the two burning eyeballs, which were still surrounded by sticky blood.

At the moment of contact, the familiar murmurs and roars sounded again, quickly impacting his consciousness. As the soft singing of Skylark came, the murmurs were gradually suppressed and became intermittent.

But Klein still saw a strange scene, an illusory gray mist that was boundless, and a magnificent palace towering above.

Whether it's gibbering or majestic palaces, Klein is familiar with them all.

In the gray fog, several figures blurred through it, appearing and disappearing. They were all black Fulgrim dogs. Klein saw the shorter figure and the two Fulgrim dogs that had lost their eye sockets. , and soon returned to the group of dogs, blending into the gray mist.

Klein blinked, and everything he saw before disappeared. The skylark's song continued. He noticed that the spiritual creatures wandering nearby tended to be attracted by the song, and immediately stopped him: "Okay Norn Si, I’m fine.”

If he hadn't still held the eyeball of Fulgrim's Dog in his hand, Klein would have thought that everything before was an illusion.

Living in the historical gap in the spiritual world, he is the guardian of Origin Castle. This is what Arrods introduced to Fulgrim's Dog at that time.

So the palace above the gray mist is Origin Castle? And the deepest blue-black gate...

Klein sighed heavily. The next time he asked Arrods a question, he would have to ask what was going on in that Sefirah Castle.

——

North End, Paisfield Street.

The coldness of late autumn has already turned the Intis plane trees on both sides of the street into golden yellow. The weaker triangular leaves have gradually shrunk and dried up. As long as the wind blows, the yellow-brown fallen leaves will continue to fall from the branches. The stem ends fall off.

In front of an Intis sycamore tree, a young man sat on a sidewalk chair.

He was wearing a long black trench coat and an equally pitch-black silk top hat. There was not much expression on his thin face. The monocle on his right eye made him look very elegant. A few strands of curly black hair were free of the top hat. It was gathered together and scattered in front of his broad forehead.

He stared blankly at the sycamore trees with fallen leaves, and just sat on the chair in a daze.

An old man who was about to go to St. Samuel's Church passed by. Seeing this young man who was easy to like, sitting blankly like this, the old man couldn't help but stop and asked softly:

"Young man, what are you worried about? Did you lose something in this war?"

The young man did not look at the old man, but raised his hand to pinch his monocle and sighed softly: "I'm just thinking about some questions, confusing questions..."

His tone didn't sound very sad, and it didn't seem like he had lost a loved one in the war.

However, these words made a trace of confusion appear on the old man's face, and then he shook his head with a smile: "If there is a problem that you can't think of at the moment, maybe it is a good choice to put it down for a while. Unless you enjoy the process of thinking more, or you are a philosopher Home?"

The old man's words seemed to arouse a little interest in the young man. He raised his face and looked at the gentleman with gray hair on the temples carrying a cane. The young man smiled peacefully:

"No, but I love asking philosophical questions to people. Like who am I, where do I come from, where am I going... or what am I doing here."

After saying this, he lowered his head again and continued to look at the golden fallen leaves on the ground in deep thought. His lips moved slightly but did not make any sound.

The old man couldn't understand and just shook his head with a silent sigh. However, he could see that the other party wanted to be alone and was unwilling to talk more, so he had to leave here.

The ants under the dead leaves, the sparrows on the branches, and the wild dogs lying in the leaves beside the road raised their eyes at the same time, staring at the back of the old man, including the smaller microorganisms in the air, watching the old man facing the big building in the night. Leave in the direction of the church.

The young man raised his hand again, rubbed his right eye socket, and murmured to himself in a voice that others could not hear: "Baits and traps, baits and illusions, baits and omissions... Do you want to be parasitic? Not parasitic? Do you want to swallow it?" Drop it? Keep watching..."

A pigeon lingering on the ground tilted its head and stretched its round head over: "All the skylarks in the nearby streets have disappeared, not one or two, but all have left this area. There are some that it has been active in." trace."

The young man just smiled and crossed his hands together, resting on his crossed legs, without responding to this sentence.

——

Monday at noon.

Klein was resting in the safe house, recuperating for the afternoon tarot session, when he saw Reinette Tinichole coming out of the spirit world, one of them holding a linen bundle in her mouth.

The wonderful spiritual intuition prevented Klein from taking the package immediately: "Who sent it?"

"Mutation..." "After that..." "Becoming..." "Real..." "Mushroom..." "King..."

Hiss, is this Frank Lee’s new research result? Did his research go further after he was promoted to druid?

Klein took the baggage. After seeing the large number of mushrooms inside, he always felt as if he had seen a world composed purely of mushrooms, and everything would be swallowed up by mycelium...

This is not a hallucination caused by mushrooms, just a fear caused by Fleck.

Knowns seemed to be very curious. When Skylark approached the bundle, Klein immediately pointed at it and warned: "Don't eat it!"

Norns rolled his eyes at him obviously, then flew away angrily and squatted on the head of the marionette Enuni.

Klein was afraid that Norns would be too reckless and eat these slightly squirming mushrooms. If something happened, it would be really troublesome.

Repeating in his mind, telling himself, "No matter how weird they look, they are still mushrooms." Klein mustered up the courage and reached out to pull out the letter pressed between the mushrooms:

"My dear friend Hermann:

"I finally fulfilled your request and invented mushrooms that can be grown in dark and harsh environments. They can grow and reproduce by devouring the flesh and blood of monsters, without any other conditions..." (End of Chapter)