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In a corner of the Bayam Dock District, where warehouses were clustered together, a seemingly dazed, translucent Knowledge Rabbit emerged from the Spirit World.
Its eyes were surrounded by a deep blue, almost purple glow, and specks of starlight emanated from its body, forming an illusory symbol made of layers of overlapping doors.
This symbol continuously distorted and expanded, sending out ripples of light blue, seemingly interacting with a certain area within the Spirit World.
The figure of the Knowledge Rabbit flickered for a moment, then was replaced by Leyton's figure.
Phew~ Feeling the environment where even the sound of the wind had become muffled, Leyton let out a long breath; the terrifying, suffocating pressure from before had completely vanished.
"It's a good thing I had my clone try to study the Bizzaro Sorcerer's ability to swap positions with his marionettes. Although this position swap, achieved through ritual magic and the use of 'doors,' is completely different in principle from the Bizzaro Sorcerer's ability."
With a slight sigh, he reached into the void in front of him and pulled out a somewhat illusory, jet-black pointed hat, placing it on his head.
A curtain-like shadow fell, and Leyton's figure disappeared with it, concealing all traces and aura.
This was an enhancement he made to the original Mystical Reenactment, using the mystical knowledge of the shadow domain he had mastered, allowing him to hide his aura in addition to his physical form.
As Leyton's figure vanished, the surrounding shadows seemed to deepen and darken slightly.
A crow with glossy black feathers suddenly landed on the warehouse roof nearby. In the position of its right eye, there was a distinctive white eye-ring.
Its gaze swept around the warehouse area, finally stopping at the spot where Leyton had just appeared and then departed.
"Interesting! All my parasitism failed. This isn't just due to luck… Does status bring characteristics?"
"Those primeval energies sealed in the Western Continent have also begun to become active!"
The crow's mouth emitted Amon's voice, which carried a hint of curiosity and anticipation.
After lingering on the rooftop for a moment, it flapped its wings and flew towards the Sonia Sea.
In the basement of the original Cathedral of Waves in Bayam, many Punishers and clergy were gathered.
They monitored the situation outside while strictly guarding various areas underground.
The Cathedral of Waves was considered the headquarters of the Church of the Lord of Storms in the Rorsted Archipelago. Besides the most prominent cathedral, the underground here also held many Beyonders who had lost control or were on the verge of losing control, and sealed many dangerous mystical items.
When chaos occurred, this was the most dangerous and most defensible place.
Once enemies set their sights on the mystical items sealed here, or if the original seals malfunctioned, the mutual influence of the sealed artifacts could very likely trigger an even greater disaster.
As the Punishers Deacon of the Rorsted Archipelago, Cordoba Roye's brows were almost distorted into a knot, and flames of anger constantly trembled in his mind. He could only rely on reason to suppress his emotions, which left him with almost no energy to think about more things.
"Captain, are you alright? You don't look very well."
One of his Punisher Squad members approached him quickly, stopping three meters away, asking with some concern in his voice.
Cordoba Roye took a deep breath, and while rubbing his forehead with one hand, he said:
"I'm fine. Perhaps it's due to the weather outside; I just feel a bit irritable."
"It's no big deal. In thunderstorms, Beyonders of the Sailor Pathway always tend to be a bit more irritable."
Across from him, the Punisher from the Reader Pathway straightened the monocle on his right eye, a casual smile playing on his lips as he said:
"Haha, that's very normal. Thunderstorms are inherently oppressive."
"Indeed..." Cordoba Roye nodded lightly.
Feeling the emotions surging in his heart calm down a bit, he then looked up, his gaze falling on the crystal monocle on the other party's right eye. He said with some confusion:
"Huh? When did you switch to a new monocle?"
"Is this… made of crystal?"
The Punisher's lips slowly curved into an arc. He casually took off the monocle from his right eye and offered it to Cordoba Roye.
"Yes, I finally saved up some money. I originally wanted to buy a more gentlemanly tailcoat, but I found that I really wasn't suited for it, so I just used the money to buy a monocle instead."
"How is it? Doesn't it look good? Doesn't it suit me well?"
Cordoba's gaze lingered slightly on the monocle offered to him. He returned a polite smile and nodded gently:
"It's indeed good."
As he spoke, his gaze locked onto the area beneath the other party's collar; there should have been a section of dark golden chain there, a chain from a pocket watch.
"Cheer, where's that pocket watch you always carry? Didn't you always like to leave a section of the chain exposed?"
The Punisher, who was called Cheer, froze for a moment, then lowered his head, looking up at Cordoba with upturned pupils. The smile on his lips appeared somewhat sinister in the dim light of the basement.
His voice suddenly became hoarse and deep:
"You found me out!"
Cordoba's heart suddenly pounded violently. His mind went blank for a moment, and his voice reacted before his brain.
A whooshing sound of wind echoed in the basement. His hair stood on end against natural laws, each strand distinct, crackling with electric light.
"Captain, wait, the pocket watch is here! I was just joking! You don't have to dismember me right away!"
"Normally, shouldn't you come up and punch me, then curse a bit?"
As he spoke, Cheer took out the dark golden pocket watch from his left jacket pocket. On the cover of the pocket watch, there was a clock pattern made of interconnected links.
Cordoba's hair, which had been bristling with electric light, fell back down. He glared at Cheer in annoyance and said:
"Don't joke around at a time like this!"
"Also, why did you suddenly put your pocket watch in your jacket pocket?"
Cheer said with some embarrassment:
"My shirt inside was a bit damaged."
Cordoba stared intently at his subordinate for a few seconds, then waved his hand casually and rubbed his forehead, saying:
"Don't spend all your money on replacing monocles in the future."
Cheer nodded lightly, muttering as he turned to walk back to his original position:
"Wasn't I trying to liven up the atmosphere because I saw you weren't in a good mood?"
Cordoba stared down blankly. A silver-white surge erupted from him, instantly striking Cheer, making him stiffen on the spot, then disintegrating into countless tiny electric snakes that darted around.
"Your emotions and state are spot on, but Cheer would never joke with me at a time like this."
Cordoba's voice was hoarse and filled with intense anger.
His hair stood on end against natural laws, each strand distinct, crackling with electric light, and his eyes turned a blue-white.
The wailing wind howled and swirled in the basement, transforming into an invisible wind restraint that firmly bound Cheer in place.
The next moment, Cheer, seemingly unaffected, turned his body to face him, a subtle curve on his lips, and spoke leisurely:
"If this clone wasn't destined to be discovered, I really would have loved to play with you all for a bit longer."
Before he finished speaking, the monocle on his right eye turned into a streak of white light and darted away, vanishing into the void before it could be intercepted by the Punishers who had reacted.
As the monocle disappeared, Cheer's body immediately trembled, and flesh and blood disintegrated and fell from him in pieces, turning into a jet-black substance.
In just a few breaths, he completely transformed from a normal person into a pool of jet-black, shadow-like liquid, constantly stretching and contracting like eyes, rapidly spreading outwards.
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