Since leaving the top of the mountain, Vanna and Maurice have been fighting against the "fake products" that keep popping up in this fog - they can no longer remember how many monsters made of elements they killed on the way, but one thing is obvious
, no matter how many are destroyed, these monsters will always be quickly replenished from the fog.
Simply destroying these copies is useless.
Morris stared at the thick fog, with a faint silver light flowing in his eyes from time to time. He followed the flashes of thought that occasionally appeared in the fog, trying to determine where the controller behind those monsters was.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction: "This way."
Vanna immediately reached out and grabbed it in the air, condensing a new giant sword from the ubiquitous mist, and walked in front of Morris.
They walked through the fog and through the deserted streets, relying on the dim street lights around them to barely determine the location of nearby buildings. From time to time, distant sounds could be heard in their ears - sometimes the sounds of city-state guards fighting monsters.
, sometimes there are weird whistling and roaring, and sometimes there is even a cry for help that seems to be very close at hand.
But where the cries for help came from, there was always only surging black mud.
The fog was flowing, and the outlines of the buildings in the fog seemed to flow with it. Those hazy outlines seemed to come alive. The tall towers in the fog turned into giants of flesh and blood, and huge tentacles and eye stalks spread out from the roof.
The street lamps on both sides gradually began to sway, and the dark lamp posts bent down like soft plants, and the lights turned into clouds of cloudy yellow eyes.
At this moment, a low and soft voice of prayer suddenly came from the front, interrupting Morris' thoughts and causing the scenery in front of him to quickly return to its original state.
Vanna was praying softly, and layers of light, like water waves, spread outward with her as the center, disturbing the thick fog.
"Be careful, there are things in the fog that can disturb people's sanity," after finishing a prayer, Vanna said without looking back, "We have stayed in this fog for too long."
"Actually, it doesn't have much of an impact," Morris said casually. "It's normal for me to occasionally encounter some hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. I'm used to it."
"...I should talk to Heidi about your attitude towards health the next time I correspond with her."
Morris' mouth trembled suddenly, and he wanted to say something, but at this moment, a flowing mist suddenly floated from the side. He only felt that his vision was blurred for a moment, and then Vanna disappeared from his eyes.
.
The old scholar immediately stopped and called out while alerting his surroundings: "Fanna?"
The fog was flowing quietly, and no one here responded to his call.
Morris' nerves became tense little by little, and he looked around quickly.
I don't know when, only the pale and boundless fog was left all around. The buildings that could barely be seen clearly in the fog had disappeared. Even the dim street lights had disappeared from sight. And in the depths of this pale chaos
, he suddenly saw something.
It was a huge shadow, like an extremely huge tower, but if you look closely, you can see that the thing is shaking and squirming slightly. It seems to be the tentacles of some kind of huge sea monster, reaching from the sky to the earth.
Licking things on the earth - Morris was unconsciously attracted by the hazy outline of the huge tentacle. He stared at it, feeling as if he could draw truth and mystery from its huge and terrifying shadow.
The next second, Morris frowned and shook his head.
There is no truth in this thing, it is just some deceptive illusion.
"Um?"
A voice suddenly came from the fog. It seemed that someone was surprised. Morris instantly looked towards the direction of the sound. He saw that the huge illusion in the distance disappeared, and a tall and thin figure was emerging from the fog.
Come out.
"You're not affected - it's surprising." The tall and thin figure became solid. He was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue coat and holding a large black book in his hand.
, and behind the middle-aged man, a dark chain extended from his neck bone into the air. At the end of the chain, floating out of thin air, there was a jellyfish that expanded and contracted like smoke.
shaped creature.
Morris didn't say a word, just stared at the Annihilation cultist who lived in symbiosis with the "Smoke Jellyfish", his whole mind
Pay close attention to all the movements of the other party.
"Don't be so nervous, old man. I actually don't mind chatting with you. Anyway, the final day has arrived and I have a lot of time now." The middle-aged man laughed, and his tone was unexpectedly calm, "I really
I’m very curious as to why you were not affected after witnessing the Lord’s posture - you were able to see those illusions, which shows that your spiritual vision is indeed sufficient, but you... are not crazy?"
"Sorry, my spirit has always been healthy, and I will not fall into chaos because of some confusing illusions," Morris said calmly, while silently chanting the name of Lachem, the god of wisdom, in his heart, "You put my companion
Where was it taken?"
"It's better not to worry about others first, old man, now you..."
As soon as the cultist was halfway through his words, Morris's eyes suddenly froze and he raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Lomondsov's inequality set!"
The huge amount of knowledge was compressed into words, and a massive amount of information was poured into the target's thinking process. The cultist's figure shook momentarily, and he lowered his head as if in pain.
But just when Morris was about to release his second thought bombardment, a strong sense of vigilance suddenly sounded in his heart. He suddenly closed his mouth and tried his best to suppress his thoughts - almost at the same time
, he saw the cultist suddenly raise his head, with a trace of mockery in his eyes.
The thought bombardment had a backlash, and Morris instantly felt dizzy. Fortunately, he reacted in time, and the dizziness was not serious.
"What a pity," the cultist spread his hands and looked at the swaying old scholar mockingly, "I don't seem to be too afraid of this..."
"boom!"
Before the cultist finished speaking, the smoke jellyfish floating behind him had begun to shrink violently. The next second, with the sudden expansion of the jellyfish, a huge black fireball appeared in front of the cultist - the fireball roared and exploded in the air.
Ming, the next second it hit the position where Morris was standing!
Black smoke filled the air, and even the surrounding dense fog trembled violently. The Annihilation Cult looked at the smoke that had not yet dissipated, and shook his head regretfully: "So many bodies were destroyed by the impact of thoughts. Do you think I will be able to do nothing?"
Show up prepared? Unfortunately, knowledge does not equal wisdom."
"Dang rang - click!"
The sound of something falling to the ground suddenly came, interrupting the cultist's soliloquy. His eyes widened for a moment, and he used a magic spell to summon the power of the strong wind to blow away the black smoke - a broken piece of smoke.
A cracked prism appeared before his eyes.
A vision of Morris still vaguely remained on the broken surface of the prism.
"Prism? "Optical Deception"?!"
The cultist reacted suddenly and looked in a certain direction nearby in the next second. At almost the same time, Morris' figure appeared in the empty space.
The figure raised his right hand to him and spoke word by word in a slow and clear tone: "McAfeeney's conjecture and proof."
However, this time, the cultist who lived in symbiosis with the smoke jellyfish did not even move his body. He made no attempt to hide it, and directly reached out to grab the floating chain behind his neck, absorbing the power of the deep demon while staring at the distance.
An old scholar at the office: "I'm so sorry, actually I graduated from the Mathematics Department of Moko City Central University..."
"Click".
The crisp sound of the gun moving suddenly reached my ears, and another figure of Morris appeared directly behind the cultist, with a revolver directly pressed against the back of the latter's head.
"boom!"
After a gunshot, the corpse with a big brain fell down, and the deep demon that lived with it roared and quickly disappeared.
"You didn't say you graduated from college earlier."
The old scholar blew on the muzzle of his gun and shook his head while putting away the pistol. Opposite him, the figure of the other "Morris" disappeared like morning dew. Where the phantom disappeared, a small crystal prism fell to the ground.
, smashed into pieces.
Morris looked at the pieces with some pain.
He glanced at the cracked prism, lowered his head and poked the cultist's corpse with his stick in disdain.
"I wasted two prisms - and your college diploma."
As he spoke, the surrounding fog suddenly began to flow again, and the scenery in the fog also changed rapidly. The outlines and lights of the buildings that had disappeared once again appeared in Morris's field of vision. Then, he saw Vanna running quickly from the side.
come over.
"Are you okay?!" Fanna said nervously before she could get closer, "You suddenly disappeared just now..."
"I thought you disappeared," Morris waved his hand, "It looks like it was just some kind of temporary illusion...wait a minute."
He suddenly remembered something, and at the same time as he spoke, Fanna suddenly stopped a few meters away.
"First make sure it's true." The two said in unison.
Then they looked at each other and said in unison: "The Lost Home!"
"It seems true," Morris nodded after confirming that neither of them had any abnormalities. "There's no harm in being cautious."
Fanna immediately discovered the corpse of the cultist lying on the ground, her eyes changed slightly: "Did you solve this?"
"I met someone with a high degree of education," Morris nodded, "and we had some academic exchanges. Fortunately, I have better ideas for solving problems."