Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 646 Mushrooms
When he opened his eyes again, the blush reflected in his eyes had disappeared.

He let out a long breath, then turned his head to look at the dusk church behind him. Complex and illusory symbols condensed in his eyes, and huge streams of information emerged out of thin air, blending into the wind and flowing to every corner of the port.

The light around seemed to become dimmer, but upon closer inspection, there was no change.

Silently, a simulated "mysterious realm" covered the entire Port of Mishil, completely isolating it from the outside world, making it impossible to exchange even information.

This change is very covert and difficult to be noticed by people in the "mysterious realm", especially those "warriors" and "hunters" whose spiritual intuition is not strong enough and who are not good at divination and prophecy.

After doing all this, Renekton raised his hand and patted Bugs Bunny, chuckling:
"It's your turn. Let those spores grow quickly."

"Let's go, let's go." Bugs Bunny nodded excitedly and took out the Hermit Card that he had prepared long ago, and a Holy Emblem of Life engraved with symbols such as wheat ears, flowers and spring water.

Renekton nodded, stretched out his right hand and clenched it. Rays of "light" appeared out of thin air and quickly penetrated into the Hermit Card, giving this blasphemous card real power.

Bugs Bunny took the Hermit Card in his hand, infused it with spirituality and shook it. Its body instantly became ethereal and decomposed into streams of complex and pure knowledge, rushing towards those people in the port who were contaminated with spores.

In the square outside the church at dusk, two figures, one red and one white, appeared one after the other.

One of them was wearing a silver full body armor, nearly three meters tall, holding a broadsword, and under the silver helmet, only a pair of sharp dark green eyes could be seen.

The other one was also over two meters tall, wearing a dark red robe embroidered with intricate patterns. He was a mature man with profound features, burnt yellow eyebrows, and fiery red hair.

In the square, everyone tacitly ignored the two figures that suddenly appeared and continued with their actions and words, as if they didn't notice them at all, or as if they noticed them but were indifferent and unconcerned about it.

The mature middle-aged man in the dark red robe looked up at the sky and stared calmly for a second. He suddenly murmured in a low voice:

"I smell 'secret'."

The three-meter-tall giant wearing silver full body armor and holding a broadsword stared directly in the direction of Renekton with his dark green eyes. The surrounding illusions and mental influences seemed to have little effect on him.

With a cold snort, he thrust the broadsword in his hand into the ground. The broadsword instantly became brighter and turned silver-white, like the materialization of light. The bright and holy morning light instantly filled the entire square, dispelling the illusions that shrouded the surroundings and the forces that affected the mind and body.

The morning light wanted to continue expanding outwards, but was blocked by a layer of dark shadow curtain, unable to move forward any further.

In the square, those who were walking and talking to each other just now were suddenly awakened, and they could hardly open their eyes because of the sudden bright morning light around them.

Before they could figure out what was happening, the howling winds quickly blew up, like invisible giant hands, pulling and pushing them into the Dusk Church in front of the square.

Renekton's figure stood out in the morning light. He looked at the two tall Feysac men in front of him, chuckled and said:

"A 'Silver Knight' and a 'Weather Wizard', does the Feysac Empire value a small port so much?"

No one answered Renekton's question. The "Silver Knight" wearing silver full body armor suddenly melted and turned into a pool of flowing silver liquid metal. It quickly surged towards Renekton like a pool of sticky and heavy mercury, completely submerging Renekton's figure.

The body of the "weather wizard" in the dark red robe suddenly caught fire, and his entire body turned into a ball of red and white flames, condensing into a spear, and rushed towards the shadow curtain covering the surroundings.

The sticky and heavy mercury wrapped Renekton into a huge silver cocoon, leaving no gaps. The "Silver Knight" seemed to intend to suffocate Renekton while restricting his movements.

The next second, rays of "light" emerged from the silver-white cocoon in an illusory manner. A terrifying torrent of information, as huge as a torrent, quickly intercepted the flaming spear that was rushing towards the shadow curtain in the sky.

The red and white flaming spear became difficult to move in the "light" formed by countless pieces of information, and even the constantly moving flames were weakened a lot.

The surrounding information quickly gathered and condensed into an illusory ball of light, which was like a cage, firmly imprisoning the red and white flames.

In the torrent of pure information, a dawn-like light burst out, like a silver-white sharp blade, cutting the "light" formed by the torrent of information into pieces.

The invisible "light" continued to surge, not affected by the attack at all. Several "Silver Knights" who were good at frontal combat and only good at frontal combat could hardly threaten an angel who could switch between normal state and information torrent state.

On the ground, the "Silver Knight" who was completely hidden under the silver full-body armor looked at the flames that were gradually weakening under the siege of the information torrent. He sighed suddenly, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, knelt on one knee and prayed devoutly: "The symbol of strength and glory, the great god of knights."

"You are the master of war, the protector of guns, the dusk of all things"

"The devout believers pray to you, praying for the power of dusk, praying for the power to destroy the enemy."

As the Giant language was recited, certain characteristics of the "Silver Knight" were triggered, and the color of dusk appeared on the silver-white armor, and gradually condensed into a greatsword composed of orange-red dusk light.

In just a moment, this greatsword made of orange-red dusk light emerged from the surging torrent of information in mid-air and penetrated deeply into the torrent of information.

The smell of decay and decadence spread instantly. Even the information was disrupted, causing chaos and an uncontrollable collapse.

Taking advantage of this brief chaos, red and white flames rushed out from the torrent of information, fell to the ground, and re-condensed into a figure wearing a dark red robe.

At the closed dock area of ​​​​Mishil Port, the Feysac assault troops that disembarked from the airship were temporarily staying here to collect supplies and prepare for entering the ancient forest later.

On the second floor of a tavern converted from a warehouse at the dock, a middle-aged general wearing many medals on his military uniform stood at the window with a frown, staring at the quiet night sky. Ever since he was startled by that unknown gaze in the afternoon, he always felt a little uneasy.

He was once the youngest general in Feysac, and now he is the most famous general in Feysac, Ramick Wilt. He is not from the Einhorn family, nor is he a great noble in Feysac. He became a "War Bishop" more by relying on his own strength and wisdom.

His years of experience on the battlefield taught him that he could not miss any sign of danger, even though this place was safe enough and was the safest colony of Feysac in the southern continent.

However, his intuition and reason told him that all his worries were unnecessary. Not only were there well-equipped armies and powerful extraordinary people here, but there were also angels who only existed in church scriptures most of the time.

After hesitating for a moment, Ramik Weirt smiled self-deprecatingly and whispered:

"With Prince Snarna here, there won't be any accidents. The normal weather is proof of that."

After a two-second pause, he belatedly asked, "Is it too quiet today?"

Thinking of something, he spread out his own will and spirit, linking himself and his troops together to form a whole.

The next second, an abnormal flush welled up on his face, his body had an uncontrollable physiological reaction, and the thoughts in his mind were almost bursting with desire.

Those voices that were so familiar to him now transformed into a series of high-pitched or low-pitched gasps in his mind, which were both painful and joyful, difficult to resist and difficult to control.

"Damn it." Ramik Wert cursed with his remaining sanity, trying to cut off the connection established by "mind communication".

The next second, a rabbit wearing a tuxedo, a bow tie and holding a playing card appeared in his room.

His attention was uncontrollably drawn to the sudden appearance of Bugs Bunny, and he watched as complex and illusory symbols formed one after another in those bright red eyes.

As soon as the bad thought flashed through Ramik Wilt's mind, he suddenly froze in place.

With the help of the Card of Blasphemy, which was temporarily given substantial power by Renekton, Bugs Bunny poured a large amount of complex and useless knowledge into Ramik Vert's mind, and through the "mind communication" he established, he passed this influence to every soldier under his command.

Buzz~~buzz~~
It was as if the roar of countless noisy engines kept echoing in his mind. For a moment, Ramik Wilt and every soldier under his command froze there, unable to even think.

The sudden change caused the soldiers who were struggling and cleaning up the suddenly appeared mushrooms to suddenly stop. They were entangled and wrapped by the white mycelium and dragged to places where mushroom piles were hidden, such as under the bed, in the corners, behind the door, under the curtains, etc.

Bugs Bunny glanced at Ramik Wildt who was briefly in a trance, then with his free paw he pulled out a handful of black-green seeds from between the fur, infused them with spirituality, and then scattered them casually on the floor.

The seeds sprouted the moment they hit the ground, spreading rapidly. In a short period of time, they grew into large vines as thick as a baby's forearm. Some had sharp barbs, and some had leaves as broad as palms, completely burying Ramik Wilt's figure.

(End of this chapter)