Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 534 Melee
Klein, who was running wildly through the streets with his marionette Gilgeous, was also divided by a chessboard composed of fine silver lights.

He looked around in confusion, and manipulated the secret puppet Gilcias to lift the dark copper lantern in his hand, trying to distort the surrounding space so that he could get rid of this strange influence.

In the dim lantern, the dim flame swayed for a few times and then stopped, without any change in the surrounding environment.

"No way? This should be a powerful sealed object controlled by the Church of Storms, and its effect is somewhat restraining the ability of the 'Black Emperor' path."

After muttering a few words to himself, Klein walked slowly to the shadows on the side. The secret puppet Gilcias followed behind him, and the dim light of the lantern quickly illuminated the shadows.

This magical item is a little too high-profile, and there is no way I can hide myself with Gilsea. After hesitating for a moment, Klein decided to give up the plan of hiding himself.

With the two magical items carried by Secret Puppet Gilcias, as long as my spirituality is not exhausted or I do not encounter a demigod head-on, my safety can still be guaranteed.

When he was struggling, a team of punishers suddenly appeared in the divided chessboard space where he was, and there were also a few extraordinary people with obviously blank eyes and wearing only a simple inner lining. Two of them were hugging each other naked, as if they were sleeping in a warm bed just a second ago. They were Extraordinary people who had been staying nearby and had just been affected by the Sealed Artifact of the Church of Storms.

All eyes in the audience were subconsciously focused on the two naked people. Feeling the gazes from around them, the two people who had not recovered yet stared blankly at the people around them for a while, and then hurriedly stretched out their hands. key parts.

Everyone is an adult, and it's late at night. It's understandable that Klein nodded inwardly while looking sideways.

Wait, there doesn’t seem to be a place like the Red Theater nearby. Moreover, the way they appeared just now seemed to be hugging each other. So, they are not companions who went to the Red Theater together, but bed companions on the same bed as pirates on the sea. It was fun to have fun with the sailors!

The other involved Extraordinaries and the members of the Punisher Team of the Church of Storms had obviously also thought about this issue, and their eyes that had originally moved away looked back again.

As if he couldn't bear to be looked at with ridicule and curiosity by a group of strangers, the stronger of the two naked men, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, glared at the people around him and shouted loudly:
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a man as strong as me?"

His dark green hair was spread like seaweed on his head, his wheat-colored skin was tinged with red, and his muscles were extremely tense due to anger and shame, like a wild beast that could break out and hurt people at any time.

His physical strength seems to increase to a certain extent when he is angry. Is this the "Rageful People" of the "Sailor" path?
Krahn looked at the other person a little more uncertainly.

Next to this middle-aged man, another man who looked much younger suddenly moved his body, blocking Klein's sight, and glared at him.

Um, did he misunderstand me? Do I need to explain that I'm not interested in his bed partner? Forget it, this may appear more provocative. As thoughts floated, Klein set his sights on the Punisher team across the street. .

If he could, he was not very willing to conflict with the punishers of the Church of Storms. It didn't matter that Gehrman Sparrow was wanted, but it would be troublesome if his true identity was revealed.

In his eyes, the leading punisher in the distance took out something dark in color, like a heart, and a bagpipe-like sound suddenly sounded around him.

This voice had a peaceful and calm meaning, echoing in his ears. Klein instantly felt that the emotions in his heart became indifferent, and his whole body began to move closer to a calm state of no desire and no pursuit.

Before everyone present could fully react, a layer of quiet darkness enveloped them, with pure light shining in the darkness, like a night dotted with stars.

Klein was dazed for a moment, but soon woke up. He looked at the unchanged streets around him, but he was consciously aware that he was dreaming.

Fortunately, I could stay awake in the dream, otherwise when I woke up, I would have been in the basement of the Church of the Waves. As his thoughts floated, he snapped his fingers, and the clothes on his body were instantly ignited, and the flames engulfed his body.

On the other side, Reinette Tinichole and Jax, who were unable to hide in the spiritual world, moved around in the lightning storm, chasing each other.

The complicated and gorgeous black palace dress on Miss Messenger's body showed many signs of damage. All four heads she was holding in her hands were missing. She spread her hands upwards, and layers of thick ice crystals emerged around her, which were constantly struck by lightning. Split into pieces, and continue to condense.

Above her head, four heads with blond hair and red eyes clung to Jacks' limbs, imprisoning him there, like a human shield, resisting the falling lightning storm.

In the chessboard space where the prophet's clone and "Singer of God" Ace Snake were, strong winds roared and swirled, rubbing the air and making explosive noises, like air cannons that could overturn a ship.

The pale blue glow flows in the eyes of the prophet's clone, reflecting a symbol composed of countless illusory doors.

In the space where only the silver light brought by the lightning was left, a galaxy seemed to be reflected. The prophet's clone kept "flashing" in this galaxy, easily dodging every falling silver lightning and air cannon.

"Hmph!" Ace Snake snorted coldly. The howling wind around him weakened a bit, and a heavy rain fell without warning. As the swirling wind continued to roll, it obscured the sight and also conducted electric current.

The rainwater continued to gather around it with the strong wind, swelling into water balls that were constantly shaking, with silver lightning passing through them.

Compressing my living space On the frontal battlefield, the "Disaster Priest" of the Storm Path is much more powerful than the "Prophet". I basically can only rely on my strong intuition to predict and avoid his attacks in advance. The Oracle's clone stared at Ace. ·In Snake's position, the figure "flashed" and disappeared again.

The next moment his figure disappeared, a thick silver-white electric light struck his original position, splashing mud and rocks on the ground, and fine silver-white electric snakes continued to spread around along with the rain.

boom! boom!
The frequency of lightning falling in the sky became faster and faster, and it became more and more dense. Tiny silver-white electric snakes almost covered the entire ground.

These arcs had a strong paralyzing effect. During the "flash" process, the body of the prophet's clone was inevitably contaminated with some electric current, and the body became heavier and heavier as a result.

In the violent storm, a deep and deep singing voice echoed in his ears. This singing voice directly touches people's soul, and every beat seems to strike on the heart. boom! boom! boom!
The beating speed of the heart increased unnaturally, the blood in the body surged wildly, and the brain became dizzy due to excessive congestion.

The light blue glow flowing in the eyes of the prophet's clone became no longer smooth, his head gradually became heavier, his body gradually became numb due to the current mixed in the rain, and the frequency of his "flashes" became lower and lower.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
A series of thin and sharp wind blades cut through the air, shooting towards the direction of the prophet's clone from different directions.

After completing a "flash" and dodging several wind blades, his body was instantly penetrated by a green wind blade.

His body became thinner and brittle the moment it was penetrated by the wind blade, and finally turned into a roughly cut pale yellow paper man.

The paper substitute was cut into tiny scraps of paper by the continuous wind blades, and fell to the ground mixed with rainwater.

After using the "paper man substitute", the prophet's clone seemed to disappear and did not reappear not far away.

In mid-air, Ace Snake, who was lifted up by the strong wind, remained silent for a moment, then raised his right hand and pressed the eye pattern on the palm of his hand to the center of his eyebrows.

The next moment, a hint of meaningful lilac suddenly flashed through his blue eyes that were pulsing with electric light. His gaze became extraordinarily deep and had extraordinary penetrating power.

His eyes briefly became complete "eyes of peeping", able to see things that are normally invisible and notice details that he ignored.

In this state, he saw the prophet's clone hidden in the mirror formed by the rain, and saw what the other person's smiling mouth was saying to him.

"I know the 'Peeper' better than you do, and I know the 'Peeping Eye' better than you do."

While the prophet's clone spoke silently, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the flickering light blue light was dyed with a touch of purple, like a deep and vast galaxy.

His eyes seemed to reflect another pair of eyes, a pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes that contained countless bright stars.

Ace Snake's intuition was not good and he subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but the specialness of the "Peeping Eye" had already allowed him to see what the prophet's clone had specially shown to him.

Through the layers of specialness, he looked directly at the "Hidden Sage". At that moment, endless knowledge and madness poured into his mind.

The rain, wind, and lightning froze for a second, then became chaotic and crazy.

Ace Snake's body fell out of the air uncontrollably, and the black gloves on his hands twisted into eyes showing malice and madness, and gradually spread towards his body.

Under the black robe embroidered with storm symbols, transparent viscous liquid mixed with raindrops dripped. Webbings unique to amphibians grew between his fingers. The phantom scales under the skin became obvious and broke through the epidermis. His whole body They all began to mutate towards marine life.

He covered his head with both hands in pain and rolled on the ground. The scales on his body split into gaps, and eyes grew out of them.

Less than a hundred meters away from him, a layer of blue ripples appeared on the ground water, like an illusory "door". The prophet walked out of the mirror world behind the "door" at a leisurely pace.

A pattern similar to a scale was reflected in the flowing radiance of his eyes, and his voice was extremely majestic as he recited:
"No storms allowed here!"

"Lightning is prohibited here!"

As the law spell took shape, the whimpering wind around him gradually calmed down, and finally it was only strong enough to blow the clothes. The thick dark clouds with lightning constantly scurrying around in the sky quickly dissipated as if swept by the strong wind.

The prophet's clone calmly stared at Ace Snake, the "Singer of Gods" writhing in pain on the ground. A trace of light flashed across his eyes, as if lightning came from the depths of his consciousness.

"Psychic piercing!"

His spirit quickly condensed, like an invisible sharp blade, piercing Ace Snake's spiritual body and directly attacking his "spiritual body".

Ace Snake, who was struggling painfully on the ground, suddenly stopped. His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make any sound. Dark red blood flowed from his mouth, nose, and ears.

Colorful and smooth tentacles poked out from under the black robe embroidered with storm symbols, swaying on the ground where there was a layer of rain.

Although the "spiritual piercing" he simulated could not reach the original level, it also exceeded the intensity of Sequence Five. Ace Snake, who had already suffered a serious decline in condition due to looking directly at the "Hidden Sage", at this moment On the verge of out-of-control madness.

After glancing at Ace Snake, the prophet's clone looked in the direction of the Wave Church in the distance and took two steps back.

He did not intend to kill a saint from the Church of Storms now. This would cause a more violent reaction from the Church of Storms, and even the Lord of Storms himself would impose divine punishment.

(End of this chapter)