The importance of knowledge

Morola City.

The two Exiles were dueling suddenly dropped their Longsword and clutched their necks.

Blood seeped from between their fingers.

Bystanders and pedestrians also experienced a jolt, or felt as if their heads were being grabbed and pulled upwards by an invisible hand, causing the muscles in their necks to gradually tear.

In the seemingly endless Cemetery near the Knowledge Church, all the trees suddenly burst into Crimson Flames, and the soil in the corresponding graves writhed, as if something wanted to crawl out.

The clouds high in the sky piled up more and more, turning a fiery red color.

At the summit of the Corpse Mountain Peak.

Albus Medici also felt a sharp pain in his neck, and he raised his hand with considerable difficulty and weakness, trying to press it down.

He understood what was going on, and instead of hastily turning his head to look directly at "0-01," he not only risked considerable Corruption but could also break his neck and dislocate his head!

Albus slowly turned his body to face the "0-01" position, but then closed his eyes.

At the same time, he heard rustling and clanging sounds coming from the Wilderness.

Lumian saw the Undead soldiers, clad in Iron-Black Full-Body Armor, stand up one after another. The Flames in their Eye Sockets sockets, some dark red and some Paleness, were clearly flickering, while the huge cloud Whirlpool in the sky, tinged with purple fire, was being torn apart and smoothed out by an invisible force.

The anomaly finally became apparent.

Albus made his skin reveal an iron-black luster, and his whole body looked like a metal Soldier Puppets.

He kept his eyes tightly closed, inching closer to "0-01".

During this process, his neck was visibly stretched, and his skin, composed of a thin membrane of steel, was torn into countless tiny metal threads. Deep, gruesome Cutting appeared on his dark flesh and bones, and bright red blood oozed out at a visible speed.

In just a few seconds, Albus Medici walked to the "0-01" flag, released his right hand that was limply pressing against his neck, and let it, dripping with blood, reach towards the Burnt Banner.

As a fellow "Hunter," Albus also possesses exceptional spatial imagination and location skills. Moreover, the "0-01" flag was waving violently and making a rustling sound, allowing Albus to easily pinpoint the location of the target.

Of course, if one were to directly touch the essence of "0-01", the Corruption would truly occur, and this cannot be avoided simply by not seeing it. But Albus now has no other choice.

Just as Albus heard a "snap"—the sound of the Tinplate on his metal neck being completely torn off.

He immediately changed his form, transforming from a Soldier Puppets made of black iron metal into a ball of blue humanoid Flames.

This caused the blood on his palms to evaporate rapidly.

While guarding against Lumian's sudden attack, Albus quickened his movements, continuously ejecting the mostly evaporated crimson blood forward.

On the Wilderness, Lumian mingled among the Undead soldiers, his palms burning with a mixture of heat and cold.

He didn't dare look at "0-01" and naturally didn't know Albus's current actions, but he could roughly guess that the other party wanted to make a last-ditch effort.

"It's no use, the situation is already out of your control..." Lumian muttered a couple of times, but didn't try to stop them.

What worried him more was that if he actually "Teleportation" to the "Salinger Blood Banner" and stopped Albus Medici from dripping his blood on it, he would step into a trap the other side had hidden.

Given the current situation, Albus could very well change his approach—since he can't achieve his predetermined goal, he could eliminate all the competitors, making his side the more advantageous one, and then use that advantage to reorganize his strategy.

Therefore, Albus may have pretended to drip Medici Family blood onto the "0-01" flag, but actually intended to lure Lumian to stop him, thus seizing the opportunity to kill the final competitor.

At the top of the Corpse Mountain Peak, the humanoid Flames that Albus transformed into was stretched out considerably, its upper and lower parts seemingly about to separate.

At the same time, the firelight he emitted dimmed considerably, as if an ordinary Flames had been doused with a bucket of cold blood.

Plop, Albus heard the tiny sound of the droplet hitting the flag.

After more than a thousand years, the Medici Family bloodline has finally fallen once again on the charred "0-01" flag.

However, no additional Change were made.

This was within Albus's expectations, since the level of resonance had not yet reached its limit, and the awakening of "0-01" was significantly exceeding the standard.

Albus, marked by the blood left on the charred flag, was more about reserving pieces for the future and making preparations.

The next second, Albus, who existed in the form of a humanoid Flames, felt an unusual stinging pain between his eyebrows.

A strange power extended from "0-01", seemingly trying to assimilate him and turn him into its own Flames.

Albus suddenly turned around, opened his eyes, and looked out over the Wilderness.

He wanted to kill Lumian and eliminate the last competitor before he was absorbed by "0-01"!

"That trash can actually remained calm and didn't stop me from smearing blood on the surface of '0-01'..." Albus with regret, and Lumian's figure was "reflected" in his Flames eyes.

Lumian smiled at him, activated the Black Mark on his right shoulder, and disappeared from the spot.

Albus to hide his disappointment and regret, and transformed back into human form.

His neck had been torn open, revealing white bones and blackened blood vessels.

He immediately activated the Crystal Necklace Entanglement around his wrist, causing it to explode.

Bang bang bang, the exploding Crystal formed a deep Whirlpool in front of Albus, Depths the Whirlpool was a dark, almost lightless world covered by a glass-like Barrier.

That special Mirror World.

Given the extremely urgent situation and the inability to leave Morola directly, Albus Medici chose to jump into the dark Whirlpool in front of him, plunging into that special Mirror World.

At this moment, his neck was about to break, and his cervical spine was exposed.

He fell into that peculiar Mirror World and disappeared into the deep darkness.

The dark Whirlpool next to "0-01" was then ignited by Formless, Colorless Flames and vanished completely.

In mid-air, the blue Flames that had lost Albus quickly went out, and the remaining trace of Julie’s Contaminated Blood continued to fall, touching the charred flag.

Throughout Morola.

Nearly ten thousand heads, dragging white, blood-stained Spine, flew through the sky, while their headless bodies ran rampant through the streets.

In the Cemetery, skeletons crawled out of the ground, countless and densely packed, their Eye Sockets Burning with Flames, some dark red, some Paleness.

A crimson "rain" capable of igniting buildings and people then began to fall from the sky.

Inside the Knowledge Church, Archbishop of Morola Heraberg of Morola, dressed in a plain white Robe inlaid with brass threads, stood before the open Stained-Glass Window, sensing that the walls were faintly melting.

He sighed softly and raised his palm.

Inside the Underground Mausoleum, on that strangely disturbed Wilderness.

Lumian "Teleportation" to the side of the Corpse Mountain Peak.

His legs could barely support his weight as he was about to sit down against the Corpse and skeletons when he was suddenly pulled by an invisible force and slowly stood up, walking towards the pile of Undead soldiers.

He didn't need to exert any effort; he didn't have much strength left.

Lumian did not resist or struggle, as if only his own consciousness remained.

The Burning pain and the cold, rotting sensation in his right palm kept him basically conscious.

"As long as you don't rip my head off my neck, everything else is fine..." Lumian muttered to himself, listening to the knowledge imparted by the Brass Charm, while using external force to continue walking towards the group gathering in the Wilderness as the Marionette "0-01".

The current situation is largely in line with his expectations.

If he had read even a little less books before, his mind and body would have already gone their separate ways.

Knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth!

After about ten seconds, the sky suddenly darkened, and darkness once again engulfed the area.

"0-01" seemed to be held in the hand of an invisible hand, and the trembling and shaking began to subside.

The Flames in this area were extinguished one after another, and the deathly, cold darkness once again reigned supreme.

"The Church of Knowledge has finally suppressed the anomaly of '0-01'. If it continues for a while longer, I will truly become Marionette..." Lumian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the darkness creeping into his body like an invisible, chilling current.

The "Underworld Daoist" mark on his right palm emitted an even stronger sense of decay than before, helping him resist this erosion.

Lumian "Teleportation" back to the spot he had chosen earlier, and sat down weakly, leaning against the Corpse and skeletons that made up the Mountain Peak.

He closed his eyes and listened intently to the knowledge emanating from his earpiece in the pure darkness.

Trier, at the Sacrificial Plaza at the entrance to the Third Layer the Catacombs.

After answering Jenna's question, the blurry yet ethereal Women figure vanished from Jenna sight, as if it were merely a part of an illusion.

Jenna shook her head, her gaze returning to reality, and saw Franca looking at her with concern.

"When I was promoted, I seemed to sense Lady Krismona again, and even had a few words with her," Jenna carefully recounted her experience to her companion.

"Hiss, are all High-Ranking Being at the Angel level immortal...?" Franca asked curiously, "What did He say?"

Jenna suddenly felt a little embarrassed:

"He said He wanted to reconcile with His Person in the Mirror, because they were one. He said, He said His father was, was That One ' Blood Emperor '..."

"Huh?" Franca was both shocked and bewildered. "Why would He tell you this?"

Jenna was even more embarrassed:

"I asked it, I asked it without thinking..."

"It really is the ' Blood Emperor '? That can't be your imagination. You couldn't come up with this answer even in a hallucination," Franca whispered excitedly.

"Damn, what do you mean I can't even figure it out in my hallucinations? Uh, yeah, who could?" Jenna replied subconsciously.

Franca immediately clapped her hands together:

"That's a great question! This information is extremely important!"

Her Eyes sparkled as she said, "Lumian previously suspected that the peculiar Mirror World was created by the ' Blood Emperor ' Alista Tudor to deal with the ' Primordial Witch,' and the Tamara Family may have played a significant role in this matter."

"Now it seems that this speculation should be discarded. Perhaps that special Mirror World was created by the ' Blood Emperor ' Alista Tudor and the ' Primordial Witch ' together!"

"Otherwise, how could a ' Hunter ' Pathway True God without Mirror Magic create such a unique Mirror World?"