Although the unexpected clown image provided useful information, the four are still facing difficulties at present.
"It seems that we can only try to go through every mirror and find traces of the church before being killed by monsters or evil things."
The huntress looked a little pessimistic, and she drew the holy emblem of the God of War on her chest as she spoke. In the traditional sense, the holy emblem of the righteous god [Lord of War God] has the meaning of symbolizing [victory] and [triumph]. His believers will draw the holy emblem before a duel or make a decision to pray for the blessing of the gods.
"Speaking of which, what kind of mirror should we choose for the shuttle? I think this kind of decision should be cautious."
Miss Knight asked softly, picking up a cake from the table as she asked. At this time, her pupils were still similar to the vertical pupils of dragons, which seemed to be a sequela of using the ability, but Miss Knight did not seriously explain to her companions.
It seems that this girl who is a descendant of the Dragon Knight family has really regained some of the power in her blood through communication with the dragon. This reminded Jenkins of Pompeii's bloodline awakening potion, and he was suddenly curious about the way Miss Knight awakened the bloodline.
"Maybe this will help me find the secrets of the Williams family."
But it is best to ask about this matter after returning to the material world, and the focus now is to escape from here.
"Let's find a floor-to-ceiling mirror that is big enough first. Since the mirror can be broken, I must at least make the passageway big enough."
Jenkins said, pointing to the facing wall: "The store next door should have a floor-to-ceiling mirror, I think I can move it over, it doesn't look heavy...but let's get a rest for the night, the clown said during the shuttle There is a possibility of encountering reflections of acquaintances, and it looks like we still have a battle to face."
Everyone was tired after a day of running around, so naturally no one objected to Jenkins' proposal. After negotiating the vigil time, they each went to bed. The seats in the cafe were soft, and some cotton clothes from the clothing store next door could also be used as quilts.
There was no accident all night. After waking up and having breakfast, the four of them stood three feet away from the mirror. Jenkins threw a cup and smashed the floor-to-ceiling mirror of the clothing store.
With the sound of shattering, the fragments of the mirror fell to the ground with a clatter, and a black hole appeared in the mirror frame. There was a faint suction at the hole, as if calling four people to enter.
"We have to be prepared for the four to be separated."
Before entering the entrance, Miss Capet reminded that after a night of rest, she still looked unwell, but at least she was much better than last night.
"That's right, there is indeed such a possibility. If we are separated, then we will gather at the clock tower in the center of the city and wait until midnight. If our companions do not show up, then we will each find our way out."
The huntress suggested, and seeing no objection from the others, she flicked their hair and was the first to step into the black hole in the mirror frame.
Jenkins took the chocolate and walked in the second one. In order not to be separated from the cat, he deliberately hugged it and walked into the frame. But this is useless at all, stepping into the frame of the mirror is like falling off a cliff.
Before they even had time to shout, the man and the cat disappeared into the dark mirror. After the fall and the sense of weightlessness disappeared, a flat ground appeared naturally under the feet. It was a safe landing, the soles of the shoes didn't even make any abnormal noise due to the sudden contact with the ground, but the cat in his arms disappeared.
The time of the new mirror world seems to be exactly the same as the previous world, and the current location is on the trestle in the dock area of Nolan City. Behind him is a city shrouded in dense fog, and the tall and low buildings are hidden in the fog; in front of him is the endless sea, which looks terrible under the condition of low visibility. Jenkins feels that the depth of the ocean is boundless. The abyss where hideous monsters are watching him.
He sighed and turned around, only to see his father standing at the entrance of the trestle bridge, looking at him expressionlessly. That face was indeed Dad's face, but his body was extremely thin, like a matchstick. Dad had to lean on a cane to stand still, and his stooped body made him look a third shorter than normal.
This was obviously a mirror image of Dad's in the mirror world, because he would never be here at this moment, old and weak in this way. But Jenkins couldn't understand why the "other side" of the father looked like this. According to the laws summed up by the three women, the reflection in the mirror world generally reflects the desire of real people...
"The red-haired clown hasn't changed at all, maybe because he killed his true self. But the old man is aging like this, is it because the old man longs to be old? But why? Or is it Miss Capet and the others? Is there a problem with the conclusion?"
Jenkins frowned and couldn't figure out why, but the old man in front of him was obviously extremely weak, and Jenkins could hardly feel his vitality. This is better, at least it shows that his combat effectiveness is not strong.
"This is the mirror image of Dad, not the real Dad."
Jenkins told himself in his heart, and then took out the holy bone sword to finish him, and then peeped into the privacy of his father. But before he could swing the sword in his hand, he heard the old man cough.
"Ahem~"
The sound is an ordinary sound, but the huge energy contained in it can almost be observed by the naked eye. The spread of the spirit caused a strange optical phenomenon like ripples in the air, and then everything touched by the ripples exploded.
Sound vibrations cause energy vibrations that directly destroy matter. This is completely feasible in theory, at least Jenkins in the god state and most of the void monsters can do it.
It is almost unimaginable for a mortal to have such an ability, and the skill and huge spirit required, but obviously the old man in front of him has achieved it.
The entire sea surface in front of the beach exploded, and the trestle bridge made of wood was blown to pieces. After the smoke and spray disappeared, a huge black pothole briefly appeared on the beach, but soon the seawater backflow filled the pothole.
If you look down from the air, you can find that the originally straight coastline of Nolan City has an arc bent toward the inland depression somewhere, and this arc was blown out by the explosion just now.
The old man on the beach watched all this quietly, letting the mist wet his clothes and hair. The surviving crab at the feet quickly fled to the side, and its footprints were quickly covered by the refilled fog.
The sea returned to calm, and the young man had completely disappeared. The sea breeze carried moisture and Norland's unique mist, and the tide was surging, slowly soaking the beach.