Opelia happily signed a confidentiality contract.
Rosen didn't deliberately titillate, and directly told the story about the bud. Opulia was a little disapproving at first, but it wasn't until he understood the classification of the mysterious object that he was speechless.
After experiencing a series of expressions of shock and mental struggle, Opulia's emotions finally calmed down.
"...I suddenly regret signing this contract." Opriya rubbed her temples, which had begun to swell. Even if he didn't predict anything now, he could feel a boundless malice surrounding him.
"When you know about the sprout, you won't have the chance to regret it." Rosen said calmly.
"I understand." Opelia sighed deeply and slowly faced the reality from helplessness: "What does the Lord of the City want me to do?"
"You should know, I want to know more about Germination."
Opelia nodded: "Okay, let me try."
After that, Opulia walked slowly to the center of the hall, her expression looked very solemn, and she was mumbling something, as if she was reciting some secret spell. However, if you listen carefully, you will find that Opulia
They whispered softly, all of which were like "Why can't I think about it and signed a confidentiality contract?", "I know that the more you know, the more dangerous it is, but you still go down this road. I regret it!"...
In addition to these words of regret, there were also some inexplicable complaints mixed in between them.
For example: "Why is the floor today half stone and half metal? Is it being renovated?", "Is this a zebra horse decoration style? When did the Lord's aesthetics become so weird?", "The metal floor used to be bright and shiny.
It's so good to know the bottom of a person's skirt, why bother to change it randomly?"
Angel was speechless when he heard this, but Rosen opposite him and Antonio, who was projected by the communicator, looked calm, and it seemed that they were used to Opulia's murmurings.
Antonio even told Angel thoughtfully: "Opulia is not like this usually, but when he is nervous, he likes to talk nonsense."
The "nervous" Opriya walked to the center of the hall, took a deep breath, and then raised the wooden staff in her hand high.
At this time, his mumbling finally stopped.
I saw his whole body's aura suddenly change, and a mysterious and mysterious aura began to escape from the top of the wooden staff in his hand.
Under this aura, Opulia is like a prophet who came from the ancient times, standing on the barren cliff of time, thinking about the direction of the future.
As Opulia's aura became stronger and stronger, the entire metal hall seemed to turn into a chaotic universe.
Opulia stands at the center of the universe, surrounded by bright stars.
When the breath reached its highest point, Opulia slammed the wooden stick on the ground, and with a "thud", a large number of rippled air waves began to diffract outward.
At the same time, the stars began to fall, and the universe returned to darkness and chaos. The entire hall suddenly became pitch black, and in this boundless darkness, a rushing sound suddenly appeared.
From small, to huge.
It's like a rushing river, rushing towards an unknown distance in the darkness.
Although Angel couldn't see it, he knew that this might be the embodiment of the River of Destiny. There is no doubt that what Opulia believes in is the River of Destiny among the three divisions of the prophecy system.
This buzzing sound lasted for a long time. Finally, with an unknown sigh coming from someone's mouth, the darkness disappeared and the light returned.
After being immersed in the mysterious aftertaste for a long time, Opulia finally raised her head.
"What did you see?" Rosen asked.
Opelia shook her head gently, with a helpless smile on her face: "I didn't see anything."
"Didn't see anything? What's going on?"
Opulia put the wooden staff on her legs and sat down directly on the spot: "I went directly to look for clues about Germination, but it didn't work. I narrowed the scope and wanted to find information about Germination believers, but fate still gave no guidance; I again
Narrow it down and put the exploration area in the southern region, which means that the country will be prosperous, but its fate will remain indifferent."
"Then, I used special methods to find nodes with clues in the loop of fate. Unfortunately, I still found nothing."
Opulia tried almost every method she could think of, including the most clumsy future exhaustive method in prophecy, but failed to find even a little bit of information.
"As long as the content related to Germination is covered by a thick layer of black fog that cannot be removed, it is impossible to see clearly, and..." Opulia paused, with a solemn expression:
"Moreover, as soon as I venture into the fog, I will fall into a strange state of demonic confusion. And if this state of demonic confusion continues for a few more seconds, I feel that my mental power will be irreversibly polluted."
This is the first time that Opulia has encountered such a strange situation in the prophecy.
This kind of pollution that directly affects the spirit is like a will that exists in the underworld, preventing everyone from exploring the secret of germination.
After listening to Opelia's words, Rosen's face became even heavier.
He actually thought about it from the beginning, whether the prophecy spell would not work. Because he knew very well that mysterious objects are very special, and any detection spells that are used on mysterious objects may be ineffective, even with the naked eye, light,
Energy will be deflected by mysterious things.
Almost every mysterious thing will deflect, weaken or even ignore the rules.
Prophecy is no exception.
However, Rosen thought that as long as the body of Germination was not involved and he simply looked for Germination believers, nothing would happen, but it backfired. All the people and things related to Germination were covered up.
"Such a terrifying effect is worthy of being an uncontrollable object." Antonio whispered.
Angel also nodded. He now understood why some people believe in the God of Germination. As long as you believe in it, you can be covered by the disordered mysterious force field, just like a kind of "protection" given by God. This is true.
It has some religious flavor.
At this point, things seem to have reached an impasse. It is impossible to find the budding believers, let alone destroy or expel them.
what to do?
While everyone was looking for a solution, Opriya used a "lucky choice technique", which is a technique evolved from the "good luck choice" and belongs to the Asking Bell School. Opriya thought
Change your approach, don’t look for answers directly, but look for solutions to problems on the surface.
How to solve heart problems?
However, after using it, Opulia did not feel any palpitations in her heart, probably because the Lucky Choice spell failed.
Opulia shook his head, not too disappointed. Anyway, he just tried it casually and didn't really think he could get any feedback.
However, just when there was nothing to do, a breeze blew in from the open window.
This breeze blew into the hall and did not attract anyone's attention. It was not until it blew up a piece of leather paper with fluffed edges on the experimental table that it attracted the attention of Angel and Rosen.
The parchment paper was flying in the air, and a simple symbol on the parchment paper could be clearly seen.
"Ya" goes up and "一" comes down.
When they saw this pattern drawn with Juanxiu brushstrokes, Angel and Rosen thought of something almost at the same time.