Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

The moment his palm was pierced, Aaron didn't feel any pain.

Thoughts passed through his mind quickly, but what he was looking at was not the crystal ball embedded in the wall, but some kind of broader and darker vision.

It was so wide that it made people feel so small that even the slightest confusion was flinched by it. Aaron's breathing stopped at this moment.

This is completely different from the feeling when staring at destiny. If divination and prophecy are all about peering into the long river and identifying the direction from the branches, then what is displayed in Aaron's perception at this moment is the boundless ocean that submerges individuals - ordinary people Everything in existence is integrated between fate, and every tiny drop of green water is involved in it, flowing along the established traces.

The green water droplets dripped, setting off ripples like chains, wrapping around his body one after another, gently twisting Aaron's consciousness, making him think that he too would burst and disperse into the same tiny water droplets.

No, those were not water drops, they were just spots of light escaping from the edge of the leaves. Aaron blinked, but he did not regain consciousness from this vast sea of ​​light. Something deeper was attracting him. calling him.

Like a wheel pulling on the string of a kite, Aaron was uncontrollably attracted to it, eager to merge with it.

Aaron closed his eyes tightly again and got rid of such a hazy state through meditation. When he opened his eyes, he saw that half of his body was covered under the clover bushes.

Aaron's vision was all green, but there was a weird soft touch on his hands, something was still sucking his blood and spiritual power.

The moment he regained consciousness, the roots began to shrink into the crystal ball, and the wide leaves that originally covered Aaron's face began to wither and rot. The captain who was supposed to be in control of the ship took back his hands and swept all the withered yellow leaves off his face. This process was not painful, it was like he had picked off a few hairs that were about to fall out.

There was another rustling sound under the floor, and soon, tentacle-like roots emerged from the hull of the ship, dragging all the clovers that fell off Aaron's body into the corner and dragging them to a place where he could not see them for digestion.

"You're in luck."

This joking comment touched Aaron's spiritual intuition. Then he remembered that there was another person present in the empty captain's room, but the other person was just watching the accident that happened to Aaron from beginning to end. .

Aaron had no doubt that if he was really absorbed by the "Clover" and assimilated into a part of the ship, the other party would only watch him die coldly.

Is it death to be part of this ship? He is the captain.

Aaron looked at his hands, and there were clear blue lines on the back of his hands. Without association, no one would be able to tell that it was a clover-like pattern. It looked like he was poisoned.

"You're right, Mr. Amon. I'm lucky."

Aaron moved his hands and felt nothing else. On the contrary, he could clearly feel any changes on the ship without having to touch the crystal ball, including the ocean currents outside the ship and the target it was heading towards - the ship. Ready to get out of the water and face the bright sunshine on the sea.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief helplessly: "Luck, this is probably my greatest trait. I think this is why we are still alive."

"No, you are alive only because it let you go, otherwise you would have..."

Amon spread his fingers exaggeratedly and made an explosive gesture.

Aaron did not waver because of these words, and said more firmly: "This is the 'Clover', and I am the captain. It is because we were lucky enough that we never completely lost our way."

After a pause, under Amon's surprised gaze, Aaron stretched out his hand again to cover the outside of the crystal ball. The weak roots emerged from the back of his hand and stuck to the edge of the green-light sphere.

The silver light flow circled in Aaron's eyes, calming the ship easily. The abnormal noises under the walls and floors quickly disappeared, and the captain's room finally became quiet.

His expression was very calm, as if he had known for a long time that there would be no danger: "We just took some accidental detours and will always return to the right channel."

That's what he said, but judging from the cold sweat on his forehead, Aaron was far from being as relaxed as he appeared.

Of course Amon can see this, and the detection of lies is also part of the "decryption" ability: "You are obviously afraid of it, maybe at some point, it will lose control and eat you and your crew - —You are trembling with fear, knowing that the desire for extraordinary gathering cannot be dispelled so easily."

Of course Aaron would not admit this: "Who knows? Now I have the upper hand, so I will use my reason to restrain it."

At the same time, I am restraining myself from being indulging in that vast destiny.

Amon shook his head in disapproval, but this time he didn't say anything and just disappeared in place.

A slight chill ran across Aaron's back, and he opened his eyes slightly.

The resonance with the ship did not disappear. At this moment, Aaron suddenly understood that through the perspective of the "Clover", he could clearly feel the "parasite" clinging to him and buried in the spirit body. .

As for the outside of the ship, it is still shrouded in a strong protective bubble. The other two people were standing on the deck, and they also had the same traces of being parasitized.

It was like a circle of bruises, hanging firmly on their bodies. Matteo and Vika were unaware of the chat, but every look or expression in their eyes was in that "Amon" "Under the eyes.

After Vika explained the current situation and even demonstrated to Mateo the ability to "make all his wishes come true", Mateo's worries seemed to be solved. The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was much more relaxed than that in the captain's cabin.

Matteo is complaining to Vika at this moment. As for the topic of his complaint, it is naturally the strange experience of this ship: "I never thought there would be such a place, even in the past experience of the 'Clover' , this is also the most bizarre – maybe the worst!”

"Would you rather you had never been here?" Vika asked.

Mateo was silent for a while, then he touched his neck, and the pair of rings in his collar were buried under his palms: "No, I'm quite happy about this."

"Maybe your dream will come true." Vika said solemnly.

Mateo didn't quite believe this. He had long accepted the fact that his parents had been gone for many years. Regarding his friend's words, which were more like comforting words, he smiled indifferently: "Yes, if such a dream can come true, I will I don’t think there will be any regrets in this world.”

The hull began to shake violently, and Mateo and Vika reacted quickly to wrap the cable and hold on to the fence around them.

The water began to retreat from the mast of the Clover, allowing it to see the bright sunshine on the sea again.