Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Aaron, who was in the captain's room, was trying to control the "Four-Leaf Clover" to turn around, because the seawater was falling like a waterfall in front of it. If it continued to move forward, Aaron was worried that the ship would never be able to climb up again.

And what made him most uneasy was that the "Four-Leaf Clover" took the initiative to cancel its external defenses. If it fell down like this, it might not have enough power to climb up.

Aaron didn't think he could imagine the scene of the "Four-Leaf Clover" flying - until it resolutely tilted the hull, not downward, but upward - the moment the bottom of the ship broke away from the seawater, colorful bubbles kept floating from the bottom of the "Four-Leaf Clover". They seemed to have a bearing capacity far beyond the limit and began to float up slowly.

Until the whole ship flew into the air, circled around the huge pillar at a uniform speed, and climbed up in circles, Aaron had given up control of the ship and walked to the deck instead. He wanted to confirm the situation of this thing with his own eyes.

The communication with Vika and Matteo, and even their communication with Amon, was secondary to Aaron. Even if he stayed in the captain's room, he knew everything they talked about on the deck.

When the "guest" with a special identity turned around and took the initiative to talk to Aaron, Aaron was still a little surprised.

Amon pointed to the top of the pillar: "Is that the destination of this ship?"

"Yes, but it is very stubborn now and doesn't listen to my orders at all. Fortunately, it has no other problems."

Matteo glanced outside the fence and quickly retracted his head: "If we suddenly fall down, this will be a big problem."

"I think so too, but I saw that she can actually fly... If it was a few days ago, I would never have thought of this situation."

Although Aaron was echoing Matteo's words, his eyes were still fixed on Amon. It was just that after that answer, the passenger who was not welcomed by the "Four Leaf Clover" looked up attentively, with undisguised expectation and curiosity in his expression.

This aroused Aaron's doubts: "Do you know what's up there?"

"Just like you thought, I'm looking forward to what's up there. The end, purpose and truth of this world..." Amon sighed softly, but he didn't sound negative. "When we get there, I'll know soon."

Aaron didn't ignore the difference between "we" and "me", but he didn't ask any questions. Instead, he used his eyes to signal Mateo and Vika to get closer to him.

After all, Mateo had been on the ship for a while, and he knew very well what this look meant. "The captain has something to say", which is usually not good news.

Vica acted as if he knew this better than Mateo, and followed Aaron without hesitation.

"You don't have to hide from me." Amon said.

Aaron pointed at the bee pupa in Vika's arms: "It's not you. I know you can monitor our situation. It's it. Vika, leave it on the deck. I think it should..."

"No, I can leave. My mission is over."

A hole was cut on the surface of the bee pupa with a tearing sound. Soon, the soft outer skin gradually hardened. The claws protruding from the hole opened more cracks on it. A body completely different from the one in Matteo's memory emerged from it. This "insect" shook off the sticky light golden liquid on its wings and made a humming sound similar to a sigh.

Compared to its appearance in the real world, Vika's messenger looked more slender, no longer round and furry, but looked more like a giant ant with thin wings.

"On behalf of my tribe, I welcome you to the nest, the darlings of fate."

This sentence with a smile was spread out from the wings, and then it did not stop, and decisively flew out of the ship - the pillar was covered with dense caves, and occasionally creatures similar to it would crawl in and out.

After Vika's messenger flew a distance, Aaron looked at the extraordinary person who was on the same path: "Throw the shell out too."

Vika's action was not hesitant at all, and he threw the remaining empty cocoon in his hand out of the fence. It fell to the blue sea and soon disappeared from the sight of several people.

Amon sighed, and it sounded exactly the same as the sigh of the creature just now: "I'm actually quite surprised that you believe its words so much."

Vika took the initiative to defend: "It didn't lie."

"At this time, you obviously don't even know its name."

Amon's words made Vika's face startled, and he became much calmer from that trance.

After calming down a bit, Vika seemed to have regained some of his sometimes absent rationality: "Yes, but there is a restriction in our contract that prohibits harming each other. And I believe it is telling the truth."

"Why?" Amon asked back.

"Intuition."

An answer very much in the style of the "fate" path.

"So I really don't like you people..." Amon muttered with a depressed look.

Aaron smiled silently beside him, and suddenly felt that the "Amon" was not that scary, but this feeling only existed for a short moment, and he took the initiative to throw it out of his mind. He realized that this was the other party's intentional kindness. Aaron didn't know whether the blessing of the "goddess of fate" could still prevent Amon's parasitism when it went outside, and he didn't dare to have luck about it.

Vika also heard the complaint, and he even comforted him in return: "Don't take it to heart."

If it were in the outside world, this would even be considered a provocation to "Amon", but now He didn't care much and didn't even look at Vika.

"If, I mean if, we were in trouble here, would the outside world be able to receive any information?" Aaron asked, his eyes moving back and forth between Amon and Vika.

Amon smiled and said, "Who knows? Maybe we will really be in trouble here."

Vika just shook his head sadly, but did not give a more detailed explanation, which made Aaron subconsciously feel that Vika was hiding some information - or could not share more intelligence he knew with them.

Matteo pointed upward and whispered, "So what's in there?"

Several people looked up, and Amon kept silent about the answer. Aaron felt worried. Vika's eyes focused on the fog, and there was nothing in it.

The silver-white mist didn't care about the visitors who were about to arrive. It gently wandered on the top of the column, maintaining its usual form, and wandered safely in the eternity without the passage of time.

The Clover looked slow as it floated in the air, but its speed was not slow. After just a few minutes of flying, it was already close to the center of Matteo's doubts.

"We're about to find out."