Lan Meng had only told Lu Yin that the Unknown had twelve colors, each corresponding to red, silver, orange, transparent, yellow, black, green, white, blue, cyan, purple, and Eight Colors. Among the twelve, Lu Yin knew that Qi Xu represented red and that she had died, as had the one who represented silver, Hui. Red Hero was orange, You Che was green, Lan Meng was blue, Da Mao was cyan, and Hehe Old Guy was purple. But Lu Yin didn't know Hehe Old Guy's or You Che's true identities or species.
As for transparent, yellow, black, white, and Eight Colors, he had no idea what they were.
He'd spoken with yellow before. From their conversation, Lu Yin had gathered that yellow resented Human Civilization. Eight Colors coordinated the Unknown, while transparent, black, and white had left no trace at all.
Lu Yin wanted to learn more about the twelve colors, but even Lan Meng didn't know much.
If he faced a monster as ancient as Hehe Old Guy, perhaps he could find out more.
As he was thinking, a tiny portal appeared beside Lan Meng.
"Someone else from the Unknown is contacting me," Lan Meng said.
Lu Yin looked at the portal. This was how members of the Unknown communicated with one another on the battlefield. He didn't have one because he hadn't fully joined the Unknown or paid his respects to the Divine Tree. Only Eight Colors could contact him.
Lan Meng looked toward the portal and connected to it with divine power. A familiar voice came from within. It was Da Mao. "Lan Meng, is there a way to contact the human, Lu Yin?"
Lan Meng looked at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin smiled and nodded.
"Yes," Lan Meng replied.
Da Mao raised his voice. "I want to speak