Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 438 Mirror
Lu Ze hadn't originally planned to come in so directly, but a series of unexpected events forced him to force his way onto the island.

Damn it.
"Meow~"

As he pondered with a somber expression, a small black cat's head suddenly emerged from his arms, wriggling around. Luna, as if sensing his change in mood, asked a question. In the instant of his conflict with the "King of the Black Seat," he had sent a flesh puppet to the cabin to retrieve the black cat, and during his escape, he had also absorbed it into his body.

As for Anderson, he can only hope for the best.

The Queen was rapidly approaching, and he wasn't the Black Throne King's primary target. By the time Baros had searched the seabed without finding the key, Beldina had arrived, and his safety was essentially guaranteed.

Since things have come to this, let's not waste any more time. The right thing to do is to achieve our goals as soon as possible!

So Luze quickly took out the three fingers to guide the direction, while letting the illusory tide protect his brain, and thus headed towards the location of "Black Saint" Leomaster.

"Thump, thump"

The fog was thick and heavy, and the surroundings were eerily quiet; the only sound was the sound of one's own footsteps.

Lu Ze walked on the muddy ground, occasionally passing collapsed buildings. Stone bricks lay scattered on the ground, long since weathered and eroded, covered with moss. Perhaps due to the lack of sunlight, there was practically no vegetation here.

As he walked, more and more buildings appeared before him, piling up to form ruins. Judging from the scale of the ruins, one could vaguely see the former glory of this place. Many grand and collapsed buildings were submerged in the mist, silent and still, like dead, dark behemoths.

A rustling sound came from the depths of the mist, a sound that seemed to possess a seductive power.

"Wow—"

But the sound of ocean waves echoing in Lu Ze's mind easily drowned them out.

His gaze swept across the ruins, trying to find any recent traces of human activity. Finally, he spotted a long scratch on the cobblestone path, which looked as if someone had dragged a sharp greatsword and left the mark as they walked.

Is it that great black sword?
Lu Ze followed the direction of the scratches and moved forward.

More new marks appeared ahead: buildings were sliced ​​in half, vertically cleaved in two, the cuts as smooth as mirrors. It was as if the swordsman had suddenly taken a liking to these dilapidated ruins and wanted to test his skills.

It was most likely the Black Knight who did it.
Lu Ze thought to himself.

The further you go, the worse the condition of the buildings becomes.

If the previous traces could be interpreted as evidence that the swordsman was normal, the person who left behind these ruins was definitely mentally unstable. Before them lay a landscape of fragmented bricks and stones, with deep craters embedded in the ground.
It seemed that the swordsman was losing control of his emotions and began to wreak havoc!

It's almost there.

Lu Ze took a deep breath, feeling the increasingly distinct feedback in his fingers. He walked past a tower with a large hole carved out of it and continued forward.

Then he saw a mirror.

Mirror?

Smooth, flat, and faithfully reflecting everything it faces.

However, this mirror was far too huge, stretching across a square, extending endlessly upwards and to both sides, with no end in sight.

Lu Ze saw himself in the mirror: black hair, blue eyes, handsome yet brooding, his blood-red robe standing out starkly in the monochromatic environment. His reflection met his gaze; his deep blue eyes held a mixture of despair and madness, yet possessed a breathtaking allure.

"Um?"

After a moment of eye contact, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

This is not a mirror made of ordinary materials at all, but a water surface formed by condensed mist!
It was making contact with its own body through the mist, attempting to permeate its spirit. And its reflection in the mirror, strangely, began to writhe.
"Splash!" The surging seawater dispelled the hidden influences. Lu Ze saw his reflection in the mirror flicker for a moment before returning to its original state.

He continued to gaze at himself with melancholy.

Lu Ze cautiously took a step back.

"That's really dangerous."

He thought with lingering fear, "It seems that this is the core of the island's strangeness: the fog, and the mirrors formed by the fog, can cause people to split their minds and thus create new personalities."

This is an effect on the mind and soul, which even a Sequence 4 powerhouse like the "Black Saint" would find difficult to resist, and would gradually go mad!

As for Lu Ze, if he hadn't had the protective spirit of that tidal wave, he probably wouldn't have been able to avoid such a misfortune either.

"The duration of the tide is limited, and we cannot waste it."

After calming down a bit, he looked down at his fingers. He discovered that his fingers were pointing directly at the large mirror.

Behind the mirror?
Lu Ze hesitated for a moment.

Will it pass?
He created a fireball and maneuvered it towards the enormous mirror. The fireball struck the mirror at incredible speed, making a "whoosh" sound, and ruthlessly passed right through it.

"call!"

After passing through the mirror, the fireball visibly shrank considerably. The damp, misty environment also prevented it from burning, and it visibly weakened. But before it went out, it suddenly had a final burst of light, instantly igniting a large expanse of flame.

In the firelight, Lu Ze's figure appeared.

"Flame Leap".

Unsure what unknown dangers lurked within that water mirror, he opted to avoid direct contact in this manner.

Behind the mirror is the other half of the square.

Compared to the damage along the first half of the road, the buildings in front of Lu Ze at this moment at least retained their basic appearance. But this did not mean that their condition was better; on the contrary, these buildings were covered by large areas of black shadows and corroded, making their already dilapidated outlines even more eerie.

Thick fog blanketed the dark ruins, making it seem like a scene from a terrible nightmare.

Lu Ze took a deep breath, pinched the three bloody fingers, and continued walking forward.

"Boom! Boom!"

The three fingers began to throb violently in the palm, as if a powerful heart had been implanted inside. Their appearance was becoming increasingly blood red, eagerly anticipating their reunion with their original owner.

finally--

"boom!"

Three fingers exploded simultaneously, turning into blood that fell to the ground. It flowed automatically, converging forward and eventually merging into a strange object. It was a large, writhing shadow, hidden beneath a building, almost invisible without close inspection.

After merging with the blood, the thing in the shadows wriggled and rose, becoming a tall and imposing black knight. His brows were deeply wrinkled, but his hair was completely free of silver strands, and his pure black eyes instinctively looked at Luze.

Leomaster, the "Black Saint"!
After meeting twice in their dreams, they finally met in reality!

(End of this chapter)