"It would be terrifying if the world itself was conscious."
The huntress sighed, and then fell silent with everyone for a while, holding the teacup and looking out the window, the world outside the window was shrouded in depressing fog.
The way the four of them can think of at present is to go to the Mattel Racecourse outside the city to find an exit. That's where the circus is, and where the fixed entrance to the mirror world in the physical world is. Since the mirror world is a reflection of the material world, maybe the mirror world also has corresponding exits.
But things are terrifyingly not that simple, otherwise the Orthodox Church in Nolan City would have sent a large force into the Mirror Realm to explore. Since there is no other way now, I can only go there to try my luck. After all, waiting blindly is not the answer.
There is a concept of time in the Mirror Realm. When the shops on the side of the road are restocked and set off again, the sun has already set in the east, and two moons are hanging in the sky.
Of course, the streetlights in Nolan City, Mirror World, will not be on at night, and the streets shrouded in thick fog look even darker and more empty. The four of them stepped on the uneven stone brick road, feeling the biting wind while walking forward. Only the light with extraordinary power could increase their vision, but fortunately, the four of them had corresponding means.
"Speaking of which, what does Miss Warfell mean when she said that there are reflections of intelligent creatures in the mirror world?"
Jenkins held his gift candle in his hand, and the eternal flame danced quietly in the heart of the candle. The fire light is small, but it has the largest area to dispel the fog among the lights held by the group.
"Theoretically speaking, the mirror world can reflect everything in the material world, but in this strange world, the reflections of intelligent creatures will become monsters that reflect the dark side of the soul. Such monsters are rare, but they have unique abilities."
The four of them encountered a fork in the road in front of them. Jenkins wanted to turn left, but thought that everything here was the opposite, so he immediately reminded his companions to turn right.
None of the women here had ever been to Martel but him, so it was Jenkins who led the way.
"Have you ever encountered such a monster?"
Jenkins asked curiously.
"I met one yesterday evening. Unlike the reflection of dead objects in the mirror world and the material world, the appearance of living creatures in this world is intermittent. This is the law we have tentatively explored, but in fact no one Know what the rules are here."
Miss Knight held the badge in her hand and shone it behind her while answering. The sun god she believed in had a priesthood related to [Light], so simple ritual processing could make the holy badge shine. It's just that the light is very weak, far inferior to the means of the companions.
Because of the decisive battle in the Evergreen Forest, Miss Knight also knew the identity of Jenkins' Son. At present, the Church of the Sages has signed an agreement with other churches, and this matter cannot be rumored. But as long as Jenkins is here, even if he can't find a way out, the Church of the Sages will never let a Holy Son disappear so easily.
The four have four different beliefs, and even only the church where Jenkins belongs belongs to the local church. The relationship between pagans is actually very subtle. There is actually a deep gap between believers of righteous gods and false gods or between believers of righteous gods and righteous gods.
But now is no longer the era when "heretics must die", and the major churches at least maintain a superficial peace.
"Those human reflections are terrifying and...disgusting. Their power is directly provided by the mirror world, and how much power they can display depends directly on how distorted the heart and soul of the noumenon of the material world are."
The huntress continued to explain that she did not show the temperament of a black market mercenary at all. If it weren't for being able to identify her identity directly through the aura, Jenkins would definitely not associate her with the huntress.
"The monster last night almost killed us, but that kind of thing's intelligence is obviously not enough. Just run away after encountering it. It's stupid to fight head-on."
Among the three women, Miss Sigrid Capet of [Church of Everything and Nature] is the most beautiful young girl; Miss Celtic Knight of [Church of Sun and Justice] is slightly inferior, her age and Miss Capet is similar, but her facial features are tougher. Jenkins believes that this may have something to do with knight training; the oldest huntress, Warfel, is a woman with an ordinary face, but she is probably the most powerful of the three. .
"Will there be any signs when the monster you encounter appears?"
asked Jenkins, looking into the depths of the fog.
The surrounding fog became thicker as night fell, and the range of lights in the hands of the four people was repeatedly compressed. On both sides of the stone brick road, which is enough for three carriages to pass side by side, are typical two-story stone buildings in the city, but because of their different roofs and buildings, the heights are scattered.
If the weather is better, this kind of road is the busiest street in Nolan City, but at this moment it looks like the eerie path leading to the witch's house in a horror story.
"A mirror appeared in the air, and then the monster smashed the mirror and appeared. The whole process took about ten seconds, enough for us to escape."
Miss Knight said that she is the latest among the three women to enter here, while the huntress is the earliest. She has stayed in the mirror world for 9 days.
"I mean, will they attack with a... Forget it."
The flame of the candle strongly dispelled the thick fog in front of him, revealing the weird black shadow behind the thick fog. Due to the obstructed field of vision, the four of them could only see the man who looked like a male. The huge head of the /.yan organ was turning in the mist, and four slender tentacles were waving at the feet.
"Guess, is the dark side of his psychology inferior to his own penis?"
The huntress asked casually, but neither the unmarried girls nor Jenkins spoke.
It is impossible to turn around and leave at such a distance, unless someone is willing to take the initiative to cut off. Due to the monster's image problem, the women subconsciously took a step back and let Jenkins step forward.
He still had a bit of gentlemanly demeanor, and nodded to let his cat get off his shoulders. He felt that if he charged close, he would be too disgusted to fight just by seeing that image.
He glanced at the teammates around him, swung his right hand forward, and a cluster of bright flames sprayed out from his cuff.
This method is a bit like a circus magician, but at least the light of the gifted flame really dispelled the thick fog between the four of them and the monster. Jenkins clearly heard the three women behind him sighing disgustedly at the same time word.