Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 668 The Real Ghost Empire

Klein's gaze stayed on Russell for two seconds, then he reached out and patted Emlyn on the shoulder and said:
"You don't need to apologize."

Emlyn was a little confused, but he intuitively felt that the other party was right. He did not dwell on the topic and said:
"To the east, I just felt a very strong attraction, as if my body was spontaneously flying over there. Moreover, that kind of majestic and oppressive feeling definitely does not belong to the vampire race."

"It seems to be correct. There should be no angels from the Castilla or Augustus families appearing in this sea area."

Russell nodded with satisfaction, his tone very affirmative.

Klein asked in confusion, "Why can't it be the 'King of the Five Seas'?"

"Nast's 'Black Emperor' is anchored at the port of Pas River Valley. The previous battle caused some damage to the ghost ship, and it is currently being repaired."

Renekton gave a brief explanation, then took a few people and transformed into a torrent of information again, surging quickly towards the east of the sea area.

After walking eastward for about twenty minutes, the torrent of information quickly converged and reconstructed the figures of Renekton and his companions, floating quietly in the air.

A thin mist filled the surrounding sea surface, and the crimson moonlight became hazy, leaving only the surging sea water and the mist, making it difficult to tell the direction.

Glancing around, Klein spoke with some caution:

"When did the fog start? I don't think I noticed it."

After a brief silence, Renekton shook his head and said:

"Some of the knowledge I activated before has lost its connection, in this direction."

Rather than the sudden spreading fog, he was more curious about what kind of power had erased some of the knowledge he had previously activated.

Russell squinted his eyes and looked around for a while, then he suddenly smiled and said:
"Friends, be bold. Perhaps, we have already arrived at the 'Ghost Empire'."

Renekton thought of something and asked curiously, "Has it merged with this sea?"

Russell nodded, then shook his head and said calmly:

"Perhaps it's not this sea area, but any sea area. Otherwise, it's hard to explain why those people from the Storm Church didn't find this place. Of course, it's not ruled out that they found it a long time ago, but blocked the news."

"The pollution in the real 'Ghost Empire' should be very serious, and the higher the sequence, the stronger the pollution."

"I can sense that there seems to be some problem with the core that makes this mechanical puppet work. I should not be able to enter the 'Ghost Empire'."

Renekton nodded. He was not surprised by the result. He turned his head to look at Russell and asked:

"Can you exit this sea area by yourself?"

Roselle's eyes glowed with dark red light. He looked around for a moment, then quickly restrained his aura and shook his head.
“I’m afraid not. The environment here is very suppressive to me, especially when I use my extraordinary abilities. The erosion that flows directly from my extraordinary characteristics is very serious.”

At this point, he suddenly smiled and said without caring too much about his own problems:

"I will send you to the real 'Ghost Empire' first. As for my problems, there is nothing that cannot be solved by dying once. Anyway, I have not been truly resurrected yet. I am just a mechanical doll, which is not a loss."

Renekton and Klein looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Okay."

"You didn't even bother to try to keep me here, or say anything sentimental. You're so heartless."

As Roselle complained, he clenched his fists, which were covered with a layer of red and black light, giving people a sense of power and evil.

Under the gaze of Renekton and others, he punched the void in front of him.

Bah! Bah!
Unreal shattering sounds appeared in layers around, the surrounding light and shadows continued to stretch and distort, and the rules and order covering the surroundings became flawed.

After a feeling of weightlessness, Renekton and the other two appeared in a city that looked quite prosperous. The buildings here were still in the style of the late Quaternary period, but everything seemed extremely regular, as if pursuing ultimate symmetry.

From the overall layout of street buildings to the clothes worn by pedestrians, the trimming of trees on both sides of the street, the decorative patterns that can be seen everywhere in the city, and even the text layout.

But if you look closely, you will find that this symmetry has many problems. It seems to have been out of balance and looks extremely unharmonious.

Emlyn looked around repeatedly and said hesitantly:
"This place seems somewhat similar to the capital of the Terunsoste Empire in the Fourth Epoch." Klein glanced at Emlyn. Before he could ask, Emlyn gave an explanation:
"There are many records about the Terensost Empire in the blood clan. It is a glorious history. I have seen some paintings that have been handed down. The cities in them are very similar to this place, but they seem to be a little different. I am not sure."

"However, isn't it too extravagant to build the 'Ghost Empire' to look like a city? Weren't those nobles fleeing for their lives at the time?"

Renekton calmly scanned the surroundings, quickly taking in the information in the city, and said:
"Perhaps, this city evolved later, or perhaps an angel from the Terensost Empire directly pulled up a city and transformed it into a floating island that can move on the sea."

"No one stipulated that the 'Ghost Empire' must be a ghost ship. It's just that people at that time called anything that could carry people on the sea a ship."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Klein nodded in agreement, and then said with a serious expression:
"No one here has a spiritual thread. Not even a single spiritual thread can be seen in this city."

Renekton pondered and guessed:
"They are not living creatures, but part of the 'Ghost Empire'. They are a whole. The 'Ghost Empire' is not fully alive, so there will be no spirit line."

As soon as he finished speaking, his appearance, image and temperament changed rapidly. His eyes turned bright red and his temperament became quite noble, more like a vampire than Emlyn.

The style of his clothing also became ancient, blending perfectly with the people walking around him.

Seeing Renekton's actions, Klein seemed to have thought of something and began to change his appearance. He reached out and wiped his face, and then he turned into a vampire earl. His hair was lighter, almost silver, and his eyes were bright red, as if they contained blood. His body became tall and thin, and extremely upright.

Emlyn saw Klein's changed appearance and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"Count Mistral! Have you ever met Count Mistral?"

"Obviously." Klein responded with the usual arrogant tone of Count Mistral.

Emlyn looked away awkwardly. Their disguises were too similar. I felt they looked more like vampires than I, a genuine vampire.

He coughed lightly, collected his thoughts and asked:
"Hey~, where are we going next?"

"Go closer to the center of the city. Since this place is very similar to the former capital of the Terensost Empire, that should be the imperial palace, the core of the 'Ghost Empire'."

Renekton gave a brief explanation, then stepped forward and blended himself into the crowd coming and going on the street.

Emlyn and Klein followed, looking around curiously and vigilantly while following closely behind Renekton.

As he moved around, Renekton used his control over information to create some information, activate it, and then disperse it.

He suddenly paused as he noticed some subtle changes in the environment. After a moment, his movements became coherent again, and he spoke in a relaxed tone:

“Try not to interact with the people and objects here. We and these people on the street are in two overlapping and separate dimensions. Once we interact, we will be eroded invisibly and gradually become one of them.”

"This city has extremely strict laws, but as long as we don't intersect with them here, we won't be affected too much."

"The underlying rules and order here are somewhat different from those in the outside world. I haven't been able to fully understand it yet."

After Renekton's voice fell, Emlyn and Klein looked at each other. No one spoke, and they walked forward tacitly. They were worried that their communication would also interact with the surrounding environment.

After about five or six minutes, Emlyn frowned and looked around, then said hesitantly:

"Have you noticed that we have been walking for a long time but seem to have been staying in the same place?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, then stopped and looked around carefully. The houses, streets, lamp posts, and moving figures around him became more and more familiar to him until they completely overlapped with the scene he first saw in his mind.

"This..." He looked at Renekton in astonishment, only to find that he and Emlyn had already distanced themselves from him.

What's going on? Is there something wrong with me?

As his thoughts drifted, Klein saw that the figures walking around him suddenly stopped. They all turned around and looked at him, staring at him expressionlessly without blinking.

Klein stood there in a daze, his body and consciousness seemed to be torn apart. He only felt that the figures around him were magnified several times and became extremely tall, as if they could dominate his life. Fear arose in his heart for no reason, and he couldn't help but want to lower his head, want to crawl, and want to listen to the verdict on himself.

This is not right. This shouldn’t be the case. What went wrong? All these thoughts flashed through his mind. Even his breathing became rapid. Klein felt like he was sinking into an invisible swamp. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Less than half a meter behind him, Emlyn also stood there blankly, with astonishment and panic in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)