Chapter 27: Oracle of the Gods and Mirror World Replication The headquarters of the Secret Investigation Department in Great City. late at night. "Deputy Director Wu, are you still working so late?" The old woman curled up in the office suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of bloodshot, and she smiled bitterly: "It's Lansheng. I'll just lean on him, don't worry about me." The capable woman with a ponytail named Lansheng nodded and placed the document on the desk: "By the way, Deputy Director Wu, I heard that you personally went to investigate the level one disaster at Wu's Manor this afternoon? Did you get any results?" The old woman moved her lips and wanted to narrate, but seventy-nine hideous faces of herself appeared in her mind. "Don't mention it! Don't mention it! Don't mention it!!" Unspeakable fear enveloped her, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth were forced back into her mouth. Unable to speak. I can't say it anyway.
After a while, the old woman smiled bitterly and said: "No results have been found. There are many mysteries in this matter." Lansheng nodded: "That's right. I see there is still a suspect who has not been brought to justice. An arrest warrant was signed at around nine o'clock. I hope there will be a breakthrough." "what?!" Wu Mengling's voice rose an octave. Lansheng was startled: "Deputy Director Wu, what's wrong? Is there any problem?" "No, it's okay." The old woman's eyes twitched, but she didn't say anything. She was almost certain that the incident at Wu's Manor was done by Chen Xiang, but the problem was... She once again thought of the mysterious mist, the millions of souls wandering in the split mirror, and the seventy-nine past selves trapped in the time loop. The messenger of heaven absolutely does not have such ability. Especially the time loop dilemma, which already involves [Authority]!! Only the true God can exercise power. The most important thing is that it is time, a time that none of the nine outer gods have ever touched. Even if it is not a true god, even if it is with the help of a forbidden object, To use a forbidden item of this level, only a [Demigod] who has reached the top of the Ladder of Godhood can afford the [price], right? ? The old woman trembled slightly and was silent for a long time before she spoke: "He is just a little bit suspicious, but he is not a criminal yet. Let's change the arrest warrant into a cooperation warrant and ask him to come back to assist in the investigation." Finally, she added: “Remember, it’s please.” Wu Mengling knew that the director was also paying attention to this matter, so it was impossible not to investigate it, so he could only be tactful. Lansheng was obviously surprised. Please? The word "please" has never appeared in the Secret Investigation Department. She was puzzled and was about to ask a question, but suddenly she heard a faint cry, which struck her heart! ! Lansheng's scalp exploded and he splashed silver powder to drive away evil spirits. The old woman was not much better. She stood up suddenly and looked around in shock! Under the crazy tremor of the spirit, The old woman subconsciously turned her head and looked through the window at the sky. A heart-wrenching cry came from heaven. Two moons quietly lie on the clouds. The bright white moon remained, but the dark red moon seemed to be slightly distorted? ? "The red moon is crying." The old woman felt a chill in her heart.
……………… The crying sound of the red moon pierced through the bone-corrosive and soul-destroying fog that lingered all year round on the misty sea, and echoed throughout the entire earth! The crying sound ignores all barriers and strikes directly into the spirit and soul. Even a person born deaf can hear the crying! The capital of Donghong State, the Imperial Palace. The Lord of Donghong walked out of his bedroom and gazed at the red moon in the sky: "Sun, what's wrong with you?" He looked gloomy, confused, and his heart was extremely heavy. An official from the Imperial Observatory came hurriedly with a dark oracle in his hand, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty! The great Lord of the Abyss has sent down an oracle!" The middle-aged man in the royal robe had an unchanged expression: "speak." The official spread out the oracle, was stunned for a moment, and then repeated it loudly: "The red moon is moving strangely, the old evil is being investigated!" ……………… The capital of the White Star Nation, which has been a hundred years ahead of other countries in technology. In the huge church supported by eighteen aerospace motherships, the Pope stood by the window, gazing at the red moon in the sky, listening to the crying sounds, with a sad expression on his face. "Sun, is there going to be a big change in the world?" The Pope sighed slightly, and the red and white moonlight splashed on His waist-length hair, interweaving into a picture. A high priest came rushing over: "Pope! The great Lord of Knowledge has sent down an oracle. Your Majesty, please go and see it!" "I understand." The Pope's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smoothed his hair, revealing his slender neck. ……………… Great city, center. "Cough cough." A boy with gold and silver eyes sat in a wheelchair, fiddling with his pocket watch, and he repeatedly jumped between the states of youth, middle age, and old age. He looked at the distorted red moon and lowered his eyelids to hide his worry. "Salem." A great voice sounded, and an oracle descended from the sky. The man with heterochromia dragged his broken body and forced himself to bow to the ground to welcome the oracle. "There must be a reason for the unusual movement of the corpse at dusk. Check it out." The heterochromatic man prostrated himself on the ground and said respectfully: "Yes, the great Lord of Death!"
The light faded, and with it the terrifying gaze. He sat back in his wheelchair, holding the oracle, and muttered to himself: "Sun, what happened?" "Is it because of the instructor?" "No, it should be just a coincidence." He heard hurried footsteps and looked sideways wearily. His great-granddaughter was running towards him. "Grandfather, just now." "The red moon is moving strangely, and the Lord of Death is sending down an oracle." The old man said tiredly. The Lord of the Great City frowned, and did not ask about the oracle. Instead, he looked at the frail old man in front of him and said worriedly: "Grandpa, there seems to be something wrong with your condition." "I'm fine. I'm just feeling depressed. I'm going to go out and relax tomorrow. How's things going on the Kyushu?" The Lord of the Great City sighed softly: "Except for the Sixth Prince and the Captain, everyone else is dead. The two survivors are in very bad condition, extremely contaminated, and still in a coma." "Take good care of him. I should be in the Eighth Ring during this period. If you are unsure about anything, please contact me." "Yes, great grandfather." Just as the old man and the young were talking to each other, an oracle came to each of the other seven countries. And the content of all oracles contains the same word. "check!" ……………… 208. When Chen Xiang slowly walked out of nothingness, everything returned to calm. He checked the time: [1:38]. "Mirror." Chen Xiang took off his monocle, and the mysterious mist that enveloped him slowly dissipated. He immediately shook off the black cloth, took out the mirror, and asked: "Did you feel that you became stronger while in that temple?" He could clearly feel that after leaving the temple and the Red Moon, the power of the monocle seemed to have weakened, and the magic of the cane also disappeared. "not at all." The mirror is rare and honest: "To be precise, it's not that I've become stronger, but that some of the suppression has been dissipated." "Suppress?" Chen Xiang was a little surprised: "What do you mean?" Mirror thought for a moment and explained with difficulty: "In reply to your question, I can't explain it clearly. In short, reality is in a state of decline. The more powerful the extraordinary things are, the greater the suppression they will receive in reality.
It is precisely because of this suppression that the bodies of the gods cannot be revived, and the suppression of the spirit world is much smaller, so the spirits of the gods are above the spirit world. " After a pause, it continued: "The red moon is quite similar to the spirit world. When you are on it, the suppression is much smaller." Chen Xiang thought for a moment and asked: "Since the spiritual world has fewer restrictions, why don't the gods take their corpses to the spiritual world?" "To answer your question, I don't know." Seeing this, Chen Xiang did not ask any more questions, but just fell asleep leaning against the wall. When he woke up a moment later, he found the wooden box that he had stored in his dream in his hand. He opened the wooden box, then the urn inside, took out the visualization diagram and the spear tip, and placed them in front of the mirror along with the Dusk Order: "You said before that you have an ability called Mirror Realm Copy. Can you copy these three things?" "can." The mirror affirmed: "But I can only make one copy, because to be precise, it's not a copy, I'm taking out the mirror image of things in the mirror world." After a pause, it reminded: "But you have to pay attention. Although the object in the mirror is exactly the same as the real object, it has a fatal flaw. Once the object in the mirror is taken out, both it and the real object will lose their mirror image." Chen Xiang pondered for a moment and nodded: "I know what you mean, just do as you say." "As you wish." The Mirror of the Mourner trembled slightly, reflecting the Dusk Order, the Spear Point, and the Visualization Diagram. The next moment, the frequency of the mirror's vibration increased sharply, and the objects in the mirror were slightly distorted. Under this high-frequency vibration, three objects slowly emerged from the mirror. Turn imaginary into reality. Two spear tips, two dusk orders and two visualization pictures were placed in front of Chen Xiang. The same. (End of this chapter)