Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Klein stood outside the window, quietly watching Melissa writing at the desk.

Through the glass, Melissa's anxiety and struggle were clearly visible. She stood up and sat down again, and finally poured out her heart to Klein on paper, and the evidence of Is's crimes and Is's dedication were revealed to him one by one.

Melissa even took out a candle and prepared to start praying, but gave up after a brief thought and ended up doing a failed divination.

Maybe Melissa still had some hope for Is at that time, maybe she was so weak after the Doomsday War that she couldn't even accept prayers, or maybe the clues that Is secretly spread were still taking effect.

She simply took out a spiritual candle that had a calming and concentrating effect, lit it, continued writing, and finally calmly lit the pages of the book with the candle.

The flames ignited the pages of the book and also ignited the entire illusion. The simple study turned into black smoke and dust in the warm firelight, and disappeared completely, leaving only the desolate and silent library.

After the lesson just now, the first thing Klein did when he returned to reality was to check Melissa's pocket watch. Unfortunately, the pointer of the pocket watch kept shaking and twitching at the scale of 12. For a moment, Klein couldn't tell whether he had returned to reality or was still in an illusion.

Does this mean that the hallucinations are still present in our current senses, or that they could return at any time?

The nausea and dizziness of sensory confusion made Klein temporarily believe that he was in reality. At the same time, it also reminded him that he must evacuate this hellhole as soon as possible. If he continued to be captured by illusions one after another, he would not be able to expose himself well when faced with some emergencies.

So Klein began to quickly flip through the book in his hand, and several old pages immediately appeared before his eyes. The sophisticated brushstrokes and the library's formation made this portrait sketch still vivid.

This is a full-length portrait. In the picture, Mrs. Manstein is leaning against a bookshelf, thinking intently, which depicts Melissa's appearance on the day they met.

Putting aside his admiration for Is Shizil's superb painting skills, Klein had mixed feelings about the painting.

At first glance, this seemed to be what Melissa looked like. But when Klein looked closely, he realized that the scholar and Melissa in the picture were completely different people. That delicate face was 70% similar to Melissa, but the remaining 30% difference was like a thorn in his heart, telling Klein that this was not Melissa.

Even the portraits drawn by the mythical creatures themselves were distorted and dismantled by time and the mysterious and strange power, and eventually lost their original appearance.

Melissa Moretti completely disappeared from the real world, and only Mrs. Melissa Manstein could leave her mark in this real history.

At such moments, Klein didn't know how to look at them. Before, it was [March Moretti], and now it was [Mrs. Manstein]. They were like some kind of plush dolls, most of the stuffing came from Melissa's life fragments. Whether touching or kneading them, one could feel that Melissa really existed under the fluff. These plush dolls held Klein's hands and kept talking to him in a loving voice. They were Melissa.

But Klein clearly knew that they were definitely not Melissa. They were new shoots sprouting from Melissa's corpse, and towering trees that grew independently with this as nutrients. He would follow these twisted branches to find Melissa's life that had already returned to nothingness, but he would never stop because of these trees. He would thank Melissa for making so many contributions to the Bright Moon Era, and at the same time admire the precious wealth that Mrs. Manstein left for mankind.

At this moment, a strong spiritual warning struck Klein's mind. He put the book and manuscript paper into his arms, and immediately exchanged positions with the secret doll to prepare to escape.

……etc……

Why... can I only exchange places with the secret doll in the room? !

Klein appeared out of nowhere in a corner of the room and immediately lay down. The next second, a deafening roar sounded in front of him, and the huge explosion set off a storm of dust and rubble in the center of the library. With his vision blurred, a loud and muffled friction sound echoed in the wide and tall room, like some giant machine crawling out of the hell of history.

As the smoke dissipated, the uninvited guest finally appeared before Klein.

It was a mechanical monster that was both admirable and terrifying. It was about five meters tall, with its limbs combined on a bloated torso in a way that was difficult for people to understand. The intricate levers and gears showed its extraordinary technology and infinite power, but also like corrupted tumors and necrotic bones piled up on the giant's hopeless body, making this mechanical monster even more twisted and weird.

The technology from the steam age hundreds of years ago suddenly jumped out of history in such a weird way. It seemed to be imitating something beyond its time, but these classical and backward technologies were completely unable to meet the purpose of manufacturing. The makers could only use very limited technology to develop their imaginations, and finally used incredible designs to complete a poor imitation of some advanced creations.

This is a crazy imagination of future existence using backward technology!

...Is this Melissa's work?

Is this also part of the library's defense system?

不… …等等… …

Could it be that Manstein's treasure is this huge mechanical monster in front of him? !

Gears of all sizes were running at full speed, and Klein heard a loud exhaust sound. Hot white gas gushed out from behind the mechanical monster, and then the monster's feet began to stroll in the main library. A small and extremely sturdy cockpit was embedded on the top of the mechanical monster. Amidst the layers of noise, Klein caught a crazy and crazy laugh!

"Hahahaha! I knew it! You must have been sent by The Shining to kill me! You must have been sent by The Shining to kill me!!!"

With bloodshot eyes, Sanning roared in the cockpit, his morbid excitement leaving dents on the metal joystick.

“I understand her, just like she understands me, we are one person, no one knows yourself better than yourself!!

"She wants to kill me, just like I want to kill her!"

The mechanical monster suddenly started to sprint with a strange sound, and then punched the tall bookshelf next to it. The furniture that had been protected by spirituality for hundreds of years finally couldn't stand such a rough and heavy attack, and fell apart under the ugly iron fist. But the books had stronger protection, they were still intact in the impact, and turned into a white rain that fell down.

“Come out! Come out! Come out!!!

"You can't kill me! The Shining can't kill me!

"I am destined to be the winner of this life-and-death game!"

Shanning screamed, pulling the power to the top with all his strength.

"Because of me, I now possess Manstein's treasure!!"