Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Different from the desolate and silent world on the other side, the sea here is dotted with islands of all sizes, scattered irregularly on the blue water.

There is a sun hanging high in the sky here, and it seems to be no different from the outside world - only there are iridescent translucent bridges connecting the islands one after another, connecting the scattered small islands like weaving threads.

Not only were the two people on the deck surprised, but Aaron was also surprised by the scene outside the sea, because according to the "Clover"'s sensor, those islands did not exist, and the sea was still empty with nothing.

But when Aaron's sense of exploration took over, those islands loomed in his perception again, as if they were hallucinations that only existed in individual cognition, and the "Clover" was the only one unaffected.

"Are those islands real?"

Aaron whispered, and he was very sure that he would most likely hear the answer from another voice.

“What’s true here is not true for us.”

The voice of "Amon" was not very clear, it came vaguely from somewhere on his body. Aaron knows that this is because of the interference of the "Clover", which is a strong protection for himself. Even if he is "parasitized" now, he will not be completely controlled by the other party.

In such a tiny place, there is no need for Amon's clone to lie. Today's experience is very unique even among Amon - he is now even more curious about where this ship is going, which gives him a sense of Wonderful expectations.

As for whether there were other fears hidden behind this expectation, Amon denied it. After passing through the black gauze, he also felt the peace of this world.

Unlike the deep sea that Aaron touched, Amon only felt that this place was like a pool of stagnant water, frozen in place without any change.

He should have felt very uncomfortable, but he was inexplicably infected by this peace and unnaturally immersed in such an environment. This is another reason why Amon chose to "parasitize" a few people. He was using other people's spirits as a means to fight against this mutation.

At this moment, Vika and Mateo, who were standing on the deck, could see the "phantom" more clearly as the "Clover" continued to accelerate - because a certain island blocked the ship. The ship was directly ahead, and it was continuing forward without any deflection, seemingly without any intention of changing course.

"W-will we not collide if we continue like this? We are too close to the shore!"

Mateo shouted. Up to now, even if his concept has been subverted time and time again, he still stands on the "common sense" and has not wavered. In a way, it is also a manifestation of rough nerves.

Vika quickly grabbed Mateo: "Don't worry, your captain is still in the captain's cabin, he won't let us bump into anything!"

"But the Clover - it can't necessarily be controlled now, it's been weird since it entered here!"

The bee chrysalis in Vika's arms made a voice: "No, it is the pure one who has truly been blessed by the goddess of fate. It has been given a new mission and has become a special envoy between here and the outside world."

Vika blinked twice. Those islands were still reflected in his retinas. He could even hear the flying seagulls, their shadows cast on the water, swimming outside the fishless water.

To a human who is accustomed to relying on his senses, these sights and sounds are real from any angle, but spirituality reminds him that this is not real - just like a person who sees a reflection in the water and cannot To touch - at least until the "Clover" reacted, Vika didn't think anything would happen.

He took a deep breath and let the salty sea breeze flow from his nose into his lungs: "We won't collide, will we?"

"I don't know," Bee Chrysalis replied somewhat helplessly, "This may be the most dramatic change in the nest in our memory. Before this, no outside creatures have ever come in."

"Strictly speaking, the 'Clover' is not a living being, it is an extraordinary object, a ghost ship..." Mateo said subconsciously, but his attention was soon diverted, and he pulled Vika and thought Backing up, "Quick, let's get out of the way, we're about to hit the beach!"

But Vika remained motionless: "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

The "Four-leaf Clover" continued forward, rushing directly towards the beach scattered with white shells——

Passing through it quietly, the moment before the bottom of the boat touched the beach, a green light curtain formed a ring, gently pushing away the extremely real scene, as if it was just pushing away a layer of thick fog. .

At first it was just a beach, and then there was a jungle close to the beach. The "Clover" was passing through a not-so-wide street. On this island, compared with the Intis architecture, this street is almost a perfect copy of the style. , it can be said that it is incompatible with the environment of this island.

It's as if someone just cut out an area and threw it in the middle of the island.

Residents walking through the streets backed away, shocked by the intrusion of the ship. They shouted in panic, but the two people on the ship heard nothing.

The green barrier isolates everything outside, like a hot knife cutting into butter, splitting the island straight in the middle, but it naturally returns to its original shape at the back, as if they have no influence on each other at all.

Mattiou stared at the scene with wide eyes. Suddenly, he leaned towards the side of the ship and leaned his body towards the outside of the ship. He was just about to climb over the fence and jump onto the island. A shadow of a sycamore tree brushed past the side of the ship. Matttiou subconsciously reached out to grab it. The palm-like leaves rubbed against his fingers, but then moved away because of the movement of the ship.

The touch was so real that Matttiou wanted to jump down to confirm it further.

Vika reacted in time. He grabbed Matttiou's shoulders tightly and shook him hard a few times, which made Matttiou come back to his senses from the shock.

Matttiou shouted excitedly: "I saw them! There, in the window on the third floor of the apartment building, the two of them-"

Following the direction Matttiou pointed, Vika also looked over.

Even if they didn't know each other or meet, Vika could guess who they were from Matttiou's excited attitude and the vaguely similar facial features on his face.

Like all the residents, the man and woman were shocked by the appearance of the ship, but they did not have the panic on the faces of ordinary people. They just stared at the "Four-Leaf Clover" nervously, watching it pass by.

The woman seemed to finally notice that there were people beside the ship. Her face gradually turned pale, and then she broke free from the man's arms and rushed to the window excitedly like Mateo, shouting and waving her arms-

She was shouting "my child" and calling Mateo's name loudly.

Even if Vika couldn't hear her voice, he could see this.

He grabbed Mateo's shoulders: "That may be just an illusion, we..."

"It's not an illusion, it's real!" Mateo's voice was a little choked, "But I understand, it's not them..."

Those are not "his" parents.