prynovel Chapter 278 Knowledge Pursues People
Chapter 278 Knowledge Pursues People
Chapter 278 Knowledge Pursues People
Cyril's figure flashed past the windows of the row of detached villas from time to time, and soon he arrived near the villa where Oheiz was.
He didn't get too close, but lingered in the mirror world around him, and changed positions from time to time.
A demigod with strong spiritual intuition is likely to be detected if they get too close or if their gaze lingers on the same spot for too long.
After looking around several times, Sirion helplessly discovered that the villa seemed to have been erected by Oheiz with a spiritual wall separating the inside from the outside, and he could not find anything unusual by observing from the outside.
"It would be possible to directly enter the mirrored world behind the glass or mirrors inside the villa, but I would definitely be discovered that way."
He muttered something under his breath, glanced at the dim light peeking through the gap in the curtains, and then, guided by his spiritual intuition, moved to another spot.
Just as his figure disappeared from the glass of the villa across the street, the curtains of the window he had just glanced at were suddenly pulled open.
Wearing a black bathrobe, Oheez frowned and glanced out the window, a deep purple glint flashing in his eyes.
"Nothing unusual, just a spirit creature passing by?"
He frowned, drew the curtains again, and then sat back down at his desk.
The secrets and knowledge that Born Walker brought him proved useful. He not only drew power from the knowledge to create several powerful and useful spells, but also took the opportunity to absorb some of the "mystic's" potions.
"If I could acquire enough esoteric knowledge, perhaps I could directly digest all the potions while creating magic and sorcery."
"Born Walker's lost ancient book was most likely taken by the local Storm Church. If it weren't for my occupation showing that Bansie Island is in danger right now, I would definitely go and retrieve that ancient book."
After whispering a few words, he calmed himself down again and immersed himself in the development of witchcraft.
Only when the wall clock chimed did he yawn, reluctantly leave his desk, and lie down on his bed.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, or perhaps because he had used up too much energy to create magic using "Mysterious Reappearance", he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
pat!
On the bedside table, the music box that Cyril had casually picked up suddenly opened by itself. Two delicate little figurines slowly rotated, and a melodious and gentle tune, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul, filled the room. In the mirror world, Cyril's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched.
"It seems...some changes have occurred?"
After hesitating for a moment, he tossed out a gold coin and performed a simple divination.
After glancing at the divination results, he pushed forward with both hands, opening the "door" to the next mirror world.
In the bedroom of the villa in Oheez, a soft and melodious tune repeated itself in the dark room, like a lullaby, light and lingering.
Upon entering the mirror world inside the villa, Sirien also heard the sound. He found the melody exceptionally beautiful, soothing and pleasant, as if he could see the tranquil moonlight and the peaceful, gently rippling lake.
As he listened intently to the melody, he suddenly felt a warning from his spiritual intuition, a sense of an invisible, eerie, and indifferent gaze from behind.
He woke up instantly, and was surprised to find that he seemed to have left the mirror world and entered a familiar yet unfamiliar environment.
Beneath my feet was a black asphalt street, flanked by modern high-rises hundreds of meters tall, and all around me were familiar yet blurry figures and cars honking their horns.
"Am I already dreaming?"
He frowned, muttered something under his breath, and then reached out and pushed forward.
A deep blue light rippled outwards from his hand, and a blurry, intangible door suddenly appeared.
It was embedded in the air, yet it vaguely revealed a cluster of light floating in the boundless darkness behind it.
Having experienced dream tours before, Cyril instantly recognized the floating ball of light behind the "door" as the "ocean" of the intelligent beings' dreams.
"I knew there was something wrong with that music box!"
"But, does this mean I've willingly fallen into a trap? I've already given everything to Oheez."
"And who was that gaze that startled me awake from my dream?"
He paused, gathering his thoughts, and chanted softly in ancient Hermes: "A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who holds good fortune."
"I'm begging you for some help..."
In less than half a minute, a thick gray fog suddenly surged out in front of him, and the "Fool" above the fog revealed his figure and cast his gaze.
Before Klein could speak, he asked, "Are there other people in my dream?"
"no."
As Klein's voice echoed in his ears, he saw "The Fool" raise his hand.
Then a tall angel dressed in full black armor and with twelve pairs of black wings flew out of the gray mist, landed in front of him, and wrapped him in his layers of wings, giving him protection.
"Providing strong stimulation can wake you up from your sleep."
"I know." Cyril nodded, his gaze fixed on the ocean of dreams behind the "door." "I plan to go to Oheez, to see the dream of that demigod of the Morse Ascetic Order."
"Since there were no intruders in my dream, it means that he, who fell asleep earlier and was closer to the music box, was the target."
"I'm a little curious about what the King of Black Seats wants to do, or rather, what Adam wants to do."
"You..." Klein opened his mouth, as if to remind him that he had forgotten Adam's characteristic of "every word spoken is known", but then he stopped talking.
...Sirius, who clearly knows Adam very well, couldn't possibly be unaware of this, so he did it on purpose?
Is this a way to inform a powerful figure before embarking on an adventure, so that someone can rescue you if you encounter danger?
Is this reckless or cowardly?
You could call him a coward, but knowing there was likely to be danger, he still went into the dream of a demigod to check things out.
If you call him reckless, he still had to inform the bigwigs before setting off, and even called out to me, the "fool" who was pretending to be a fool.
Should I be moved by his decision to place me on the same level as a true big shot like Adam?
As his thoughts wandered, he saw Cyril leave his dream through a "door" and then enter the nearest dream sphere of light.
In Oheez's dream, under a gloomy sky, lies a dilapidated city reduced to ruins.
Many people were standing or lying in the ruins of the city. Their clothing and appearance were clearly characteristic of the Southern Continent, but their eyes were all pale gold vertical pupils.
In the center of the abandoned city, Cyril saw Oheez, dressed in a magnificent black robe embroidered with gold thread and wearing a golden bird-shaped crown, standing in the sky.
Directly opposite Oheez was a giant, gray-white dragon that hovered in the sky.
The dragon's body was covered with a layer of gray-white scales engraved with complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols.
They seemed to intertwine into something that didn't belong to the real world, making people feel mentally disturbed and their thoughts distorted just by looking at them. The spirits were also tainted with all sorts of seemingly heartfelt thoughts, wishing they could tear themselves apart or destroy themselves.
Cyril immediately averted his gaze. This was not the pollution brought by the mythical creatures, but a spiritual plague disguised as pollution.
No matter how realistic the dream images woven by the "dream weaver" are, they can never bring about any real pollution.
That's not a real existence conjured up by "dreamers".
...After realizing he had targeted the wrong person, Barros Hopkins didn't quietly leave Oheez's dream?
Well, it's also possible that he was discovered the moment he entered the dream, and then it turned into a battle between two demigods, leaving him no chance to leave.
No, if the "Dream Weaver" wanted to leave, even if Ohez was a demigod, he couldn't stop her.
As his thoughts drifted, he heard Oheiz's suppressed roar of anger: "Get out of my dream, you damned 'Dreamweaver'!"
As he spoke, a phantom of a giant bird, its body covered in pale flames and feathers woven with mysterious patterns, appeared out of thin air in the gloomy sky.
As the phantom of the giant bird appeared, all the colors in the dream vanished, leaving only a pale realm.
In the colorless pallor, the gray sky, the dilapidated city, those dreamlike figures with pale golden vertical pupils, and the giant dragon circling in the sky...
Everything in the dream is withering away, heading towards death.
Cyril's face darkened... He should have waited a while before coming in; he'd run right into a map-wide attack.
He mentally grumbled a complaint, but before he could even ask for help, the gray mist in his vision surged, and the tall angel, clad in full black armor and bearing twelve pairs of jet-black wings, reappeared before him.
Surrounded by layers of wings, Cyril found that the paleness and desolation around him had no effect on him.
The next second, the pale dream began to shake violently, and then a bright golden sun rose from the ground, showering down countless blazing, sacred flames and rays of light.
The paleness that covered the entire dream seemed to have suffered a severe blow and began to collapse.
Whoosh!
Amidst the illusory sounds, the pale dream shattered like a broken mirror.
After a brief feeling of weightlessness, Cyril found himself falling into a deeper dream.
Before a cross hundreds of meters tall, angels with wings of light appeared.
Their figures were indistinct, but the surrounding raging storm, the dazzling light and heat like the sun, and the shadows filled with filth and depravity were incredibly real.
The next second, these angelic figures exploded with a bang.
They transformed into pure, living knowledge, frantically chasing after every living being in the dream.
Knowledge from the "Hidden Sage" is being sought after!
Every "peeper" is pursued for knowledge by the "hidden sage," even demigods are no exception, but this time seems to be a little different.
Influenced by the aura of the "Hidden Sage," a cold, ethereal eye, devoid of any emotion, appeared in the sky of the dream.
An atmosphere of madness, foreboding, and chaos instantly filled the air.
It—no, it is Him!
"what!"
Sirien heard Klein's agonizing screams.
Gazing upon Cyril from above the gray fog, he immediately saw the projection of the "Hidden Sage" in Oheez's dream and suffered considerable damage.
Aside from Klein, who was watching from above the gray fog, everyone else in this dream also saw the projection of the "Hidden Sage" to varying degrees and suffered considerable damage.
At the same time, they also suffer from the knowledge expulsion from the "Hidden Sage".