Sherlock was holding the gold-inlaid rose pocket watch, a little hesitant.

It's late at night and everything is silent. Even if there are any uninvited guests in the "World in the Mirror", this time is too inappropriate.

"I'm not afraid, I'm thinking from my heart, thinking things won't be that simple..."

Sherlock comforts himself.

With this idea, she was somewhat resistant to chanting this ancient saying in the face of the thick fog and words on the mirror on the pocket watch.

Perhaps she was sensing Sherlock's hesitation, and the originally silent whisper in his spirit rippled like a tide, and then became surging and unstoppable.

Sherlock could not bear such violent infestation at all. The resonance in his spirit eliminated his hesitation and began to murmur and recite:

"The Creator of the Old Day was here, and the Creator of the Old Day is here, and the Creator of the Old Day will be there forever..."

With the syllable of the last word ending.

Sherlock's eyes were shrouded in darkness.

The air becomes viscous, cold, deep, and far...

Still the familiar feeling, Sherlock calmed down and became erratic, as if rising in the vast space.

A vast and magnificent boundless realm began to appear in front of you.

He sat on a bronze seat that stood in a huge position, like a royal throne. It was like a monarch descending, examining the neatly arranged "mirror" around him.

There are countless "mirrors", clearly scattered around the bronze seats, surrounded by strange but quiet fog.

There is a mirror in it, and the thick fog on it begins to fade. Then there is a blurred shadow that gradually becomes clear.

"Um?!"

This time, the experience of "World in the Mirror" is different again.

Sherlock saw the image on the "mirror" in advance.

"Sharp-eared black cat?"

At this moment, in front of him, the sharp-eared pure black kitten appeared on the "mirror" that was gradually approaching.

"Why it? Can it enter this world too?"

Sherlock was puzzled.

At this moment, as the "mirror" approached Sherlock, the sharp-eared black cat in the mirror actually began to transform into a strange deformation.

Just like a cat, slowly turning into a woman.

First of all, the cat-like body is enchantingly elongated, anthropomorphized, and the graceful curves appear, and it slowly stands up from the squatting position.

Then there are straight calves, round thighs, slender waist, full and stunning music, slender neck, delicate face, waterfall-like black hair, long hair fluttering...

Sherlock watched all this throughout the whole process, from shock to silence...

He dared not speak because the other party "does not leave any armor"...

...

"ah......"

The sharp-eared black cat wanted to shout for help, but infinite light burst out in front of her eyes. The thick fog and light intertwined like vortexes, swallowing her in an instant, attracting her, and falling into an unknown space.

When her gaze was clear, she looked at the vast and grand scene in front of her, she was immediately shocked and trembling.

At the same time, she felt that she had faced such a magnificent and terrifying infinite space. But in her memory it was a blind spot that she could not remember.

At this moment, she was standing in the darkness that seemed like eternal, with the starry sky ahead, blooming endless rays of light, like millions of floating "tentas".

In the depths of the blurred and eternal starry sky, millions of light linger in the center, there is a huge and magnificent "eye pupil" with closed eyes.

The "pupils" like the pillars of the starry sky exudes vast power.

"The Eye of the True Creation!"

The black cat has never seen such a scene before.

But she knew in her heart that this was the gift of the legendary "Old Creator", which came from the body of the Creator, representing the truth of everything. No truth or illusion is hidden.

"Why do I understand this?"

"This knowledge exists in my heart, but I can't remember it!"

The black cat was suffering from horror and surprise.

Suddenly, her body was changing and the cat shape changed to a human form.

"Ah?! Can I recover from my health?!"

The black cat is not only not frightened, but is ecstatic.

She knew deeply that she was a nineteen-year-old woman, but she was confined in the form of a cat. No matter how she tried to change, she could not lift the confinement.

But at this moment, her imprisonment disappeared and began to recover.

Time is only a short moment.

The black cat completely turned into a graceful and charming woman, and every inch of her skin seemed to be glowing, exuding a unique tempting charm.

"Ah, this is my essence. It turns out that my name is 'Broki'!"

"What a beautiful body! What a beautiful name!"

"I have finally been free from the shackles and from the shackles. Praise all great and immortal existences! Praise my friends, my enemies, all my knowledge and unknown..."

Brooke whispered incoherently.

She didn't know what she was talking about, it was just a vent of joy.

"ah......"

But she screamed immediately.

Because at this moment, she found that a huge bronze throne suddenly appeared under the "Eye of Real Creation", and a majestic figure was sitting on it!

"hiss......"

Brooke's heart trembled violently, and on her fingertips, a lens appeared and then melted, becoming a part of her fingertips, surrounding the strange and blurry fog.

"Is this a historical projection of the old Creator?!"

"Why do the real eye of creation, historical projection appear at the same time?"

Brooke felt dizzy and her heart was pounding. She could no longer stand and fell to the ground with respect and surrender.

At this moment of bowing down, she found that her beautiful body was unconcealed, and she couldn't help but feel shy and even more nervous and panic in her heart.

"Blasphemy...I am actually blaspheming the great and immortal existence..."

Just as she was extremely panicked, a mysterious and distant voice resounded in her ears:

"What do you want to know?"

She tried her best to calm herself down and calm herself, and at the same time she knew that when facing the "Eye of Real Creation" and when entering the great and immortal legendary realm, all knowledge and unknown can be answered.

"I pray for the restoration of lost memories, the permanent release of the root of physical confinement, and the answer to all of this...I am willing to pay everything under your gaze!"

......

Sherlock looked at the "mirror" in front of him.

The black cat's changeable woman bows down in a charming posture and looks very calm.

"Is she a human or a cat? Is it an alien that I don't know?"

"She seems to be a little familiar with this place? Is it my illusion?"

While Sherlock muttered in his heart, the black cat's changing woman told a prayer in a pious and respectful tone.

"Restore memory? Did she lose her memory?"

"Although I want to permanently lift my body's confinement? That is to say, she is a human, but she is bound by the cat form?"

Sherlock listened and was helpless.

"Good question... It's a pity that I can't do it..."

"Besides, are you asking too many? The guests who came the previous two times did not make any requests like you..."

Sherlock secretly complained in his heart and continued to remain silent.

Since you are powerless, choose from your heart and face it silently.

In this awkward moment.

Sherlock felt a little itchy on his face again. After touching it, he actually lost another hair.

Sherlock: "..."

As if the wind was blowing, the hair was separated from Sherlock's control and floated towards the black cat transformed woman in the "mirror"...

...

Brooke fell to the ground with a respectful attitude, feeling nervous, waiting for the answer to the question.

Time and space seemed to have solidified at this moment.

She heard the mysterious and distant voice again, resounding in her ears:

"Your memories sleep in the starry sky, your bondage comes from the starry sky, and the passage of time will awaken your instinct. Follow the truth and you will get the truth..."

With the sound, an energy that made her tremble and palpitations surged slowly.

Brooke secretly looked up in shock.

In front of her, a dark red appeared, carved with countless mysterious patterns of stars, like a small "bell" of exquisite handicrafts, floating quietly.

"this......"

Brooke observed carefully and it was indeed a bell.

"Is this? Cat bell?"
Chapter completed!