Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 722 Stars
Lawrence sighed, glanced at Renekton and Bernadette who were standing silently on the side, and continued Mr. Door's words and asked:
"But your mumbling voice still exists, and family members may still hear your voice during a full moon and go crazy or lose control."

"If I want to completely remove this curse that has plagued my family for thousands of years, what should I do?"

Mr. Men sighed and said, like an elder facing a stubborn younger generation:
"There is only one way to help me escape from the darkness and storm. Only in this way can I have the energy to control and improve my mental problems and stop making crazy roars."

Lawrence asked, “How?”

"Arrange a ceremony, chant my honorable name, and then sacrifice one 'Mystic Mage', one 'Trickster', and one 'Parasite'. I will be able to use the special qualities generated by the temporary combination of these three paths to escape from the predicament."

"But this is too difficult for the Abraham family today, almost impossible, so there is no need to force it."

"Just live your life well. You don't have to become an Extraordinary Person. With the wealth accumulated by your family, you can live an ordinary and happy life as an ordinary person."

Lawrence smiled bitterly: "I know."

The crimson moonlight around was broken into pieces, revealing the light of dusk again, shining on the ground and on Lawrence, revealing an indescribable sense of desolation and sadness.

After a long while, Lawrence regained his composure, turned to look at Renekton and Bernadette, and asked:

“What do you think? Is there something wrong with the ancestor? The roar at the beginning and the “He” who talked to me later were completely different people.”

Bernadette nodded and said firmly:

"It is certain that Mr. Men has problems. His normality is just a disguise. It was him who lured and tricked my father into going to the moon, where he was contaminated by the 'original moon'. That is why the things that happened later happened."

"Among those who followed my father, there was also a member of your Abraham family. You should be familiar with the changes in him in his later years."

Lawrence smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have made such a guess, but the tone of the ancestor made me waver in my belief."

Renekton saw Lawrence's doubt and entanglement, and instead of trying to persuade him, he suggested:
“Being polluted doesn’t necessarily mean you will turn into a crazy monster. It could also mean you will be replaced by another self without even realizing it.”

"Now that you are a demigod, you are no longer afraid of the full moon. You can go find some vampires and ask them to record their extraordinary abilities to create the full moon effect. Listen to Mr. Door's voice at different time periods and then compare them."

"I understand. I'll do that." Lawrence nodded heavily in response, then fell silent and stopped talking.

After a brief exchange of words, Lawrence said goodbye and left. He had to go back to the Abraham family to convene the elders meeting to discuss the follow-up.

After Lawrence left, Bernadette suddenly asked:
"You seem to be deliberately promoting this matter, both by giving him a warning and by helping him get in touch with Mr. 'Door'."

"After learning about Mr. Men's affairs, even if the Abraham family has reached a consensus, there will definitely be some people who want to rescue Mr. Men and restore the family's glory."

Renekton nodded and said calmly:
"It is not my authority to keep secrets. Since they have raised questions, I will naturally give answers. There is no need to stop them from seeking the truth. As for the help I will provide, these have clear prices."

"As I just said, Mr. 'Gate' will definitely return. Without him, the 'Lord of Mysteries' cannot appear. This is unacceptable to all beings, except those in the starry sky."

As he spoke, Renekton suddenly paused, turned his head to look in the direction of Constant City, a flash of silver flashed across his eyes, and they instantly became extremely deep.

This change did not last long. When his eyes became clear again, Renekton turned his head to look at Bernadette and reminded her:
"0-02 has appeared, and its information comes from the city of Constanton."

Upon hearing this, Bernadette's body instantly became ethereal and decomposed into waves of complex knowledge, which quickly surged towards the city of Conston.

Looking at Bernadette leaving, Renekton stopped where he was and did not move. He tilted his head slightly and listened attentively. The sound of an illusory steam train running seemed to be echoing in his ears, but there was no steam train station or tracks nearby.

"Isn't it too coincidental that everything everyone is looking for has appeared all at once?"

After muttering to himself, Renekton's body suddenly became transparent, illusory, and turned into a pile of foam.

Under the light of dusk, these bubbles reflected dreamy colors, floating in all directions and disappearing in a flash.

Somewhere in the spiritual world with bright layers of colors, a silver track suddenly extended out from the void, moving forward and extending into a distorted block of color.

With a rumbling sound, a dark steam train emerged from nothingness and moved quickly on the silver track.

In the dimly lit carriage of the moving train, black cables as thick as little fingers hung from the top of the carriage, intertwined in a mess, hanging one bloody and rusty head after another. These heads kept shaking with the movement of the steam train, rubbing against each other to produce sparks and the sound of metal collision.

Among the many hung heads, there was an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns. It was tightly bitten by several heads, as if they wanted to bite it to pieces and swallow it into their mouths.

A kind-looking head turned around, holding the silver mirror tightly in his mouth, and spoke in the voice of Horamick Haydn:

"What happened just now?"

On the mirror, a layer of water waves began to shake, and then one after another, Feysac words appeared, flowing with bright red liquid:

"A few of the rules here were replaced, which just destroyed the hidden environment of the train and made us fall out of that strange state."

"It is unknown who did it, but the angels under the seat of the 'Knowledgeable One' have already arrived in Constanton City."

The head that looked like Horamick Hayden snorted disdainfully:
"Humph, that hypocritical sage, the power of reality and civilization belongs only to the 'Stars' and will eventually return to the 'Stars'!"

The surface of the silver mirror rippled again, and new words emerged one by one:
"Now it's my turn to ask, who are the 'stars' you're talking about?"

A head that looked like Horamick Hayden suddenly came close to the silver mirror, revealing a strange smile. The expression on his face became distorted, black oil kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his tone became crazy:

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course it's the great Super Star Master, the creator of the stars in the universe, the embodiment of the rules of reality, and the ruler of all civilizations!"

Following Horamick's voice, the light in the steam train carriage suddenly flickered. It was no longer dim, but as blue as the starry sky, as if countless stars were twinkling, one star after another was reflected, forming a twisted and evil face.

On the surface of the silver mirror, all the words disappeared instantly, and the mirror surface became dim, as if covered with a layer of gray-black gauze, reflecting nothing.

The head of Horamick hanging in the air was no longer crazy, and turned back, saying:
"Give up your struggle and join us. We are connected to each other, as one, sharing power, knowledge and faith. This is the ultimate form of civilization."

"You are very special, more special than most level 1 seals, and even more special than some level 0 seals. Only those stupid 'steam' believers would only regard you as a level 2 seal."

"That's why I took a fancy to you. Otherwise, you would have become our food like those useless things."

The silver mirror that was tightly held by several heads remained silent and motionless, like an autistic child.

boom!
A huge crash sounded, and the steam train seemed to have hit a solid barrier. It shook violently, flipped over and became a mess.

Arrodes, who was tightly held by several heads, was thrown out and hit the glass window, leaving cracks.

On both sides of the silver mirror, a pair of illusory little hands condensed and slapped the car window hard, as if trying to smash the cracked window.

Its movement failed, and several black cables hung from the top, tying it into a ball.

On the surface of the silver mirror, a layer of water ripples began to sway, and bright golden words appeared one after another:
"My master is here to find me. Just wait and be made into a model toy by my great and supreme master!"

Above the gray fog, Klein saw this scene through the prayer light and felt a little amused. He looked down at the mirror on the edge of the table that he had casually taken out from the historical gap. There were colorful fireworks on the mirror, and below it was a little man waving his hands excitedly and rushing towards him.

"Great and supreme master, you finally came to see me. I was almost eaten by that madman, but I also got a lot of information from him, no, it should be it, um, them."

"I saw it."

Looking at the words appearing on the mirror, Klein nodded slightly and responded.

After Renekton informed him of the situation, he immediately came to the gray fog and summoned the magic mirror Arrodes with the help of the special "Source Castle". Then, with the help of its connection with the main body, he used the "curtain" to exert influence and cleverly grafted the track of the steam train to the steam train station in Constanton City.

As for why it was Conston City, he didn't quite understand, but the real vision above the gray fog allowed him to see the difference in Conston City. It seemed to be affected by something, and the rules were in an extremely unstable and unusually strict state.

(End of this chapter)