The Modern Age of the Mysterious

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The "Rain Lamp Camp", which seems to have never stopped raining, has stopped raining for some unknown reason. The world becomes clean and quiet, with bursts of birdsong.

Sean didn't look up at the process of the water dripping just now, nor did he deliberately allocate too much attention, and he just felt it completely. His eyes at the moment stared at the host of the heart chakra, the old barbarian who had behaved grotesquely before, and now seemed calm. His tattooed chest heaved and he let out a puff of smoke.

The smoke condensed and floated bluntly to the grass beside the two of them. Sean blinked and found that the white thing turned into four limbs, running towards the jungle like a snow-white rabbit.

The host finally spoke: "The breakthrough journey of the heart palace chakra is a journey toward the depths of the soul.

"In addition to the various metamorphoses that we originally feared, we are very likely to see some inexplicable illusions in the reflection of the soul, the Noble Phantasm...

"I think, seeing old friends burning in the cave belongs to this kind of illusion."

"The true meaning of time is actually far beyond our imagination. Due to the mysterious nature of the soul, everything you see in the cave can be understood as a scene in the future that you are extremely shocked by."

Sean's heart sank. For that scene, he actually had some of his own interpretations, and what the host said was just to verify his hunch—Alicia Pompeii would encounter unexpected events soon, and her demise happened right in front of his eyes.

"Can such a future be changed?"

Instructor Xingong was silent for a while, and when the wind blew, he said, "The secret of time is beyond my wisdom, and I cannot answer this question."

Sean knew he had got everything he wanted to know, so he respectfully saluted and said goodbye to his mentor.

In the process of stepping out of the rain lamp camp, his mood was a little low.

Although there is still spiritual energy on the knight ring, which means that Alicia is still alive and healthy, Sean cannot ignore such a scene.

On the other hand, he didn't want to disturb her for this illusion. After all, that might just be a magnification of subconscious worry. For an illusion to bury a warning of death in her heart, I am afraid it is also a kind of ominous.

As he walked back to the plaza of the spiritual academy step by step, Sean suddenly found a group of people standing in front of him.

The leader is wearing a gilded mask with a black line engraved on it with an "eye of exploration". Beside him, stood symmetrically four "First Executors" with red masks.

Their arrival not only attracted Sean's attention, but also temporarily stopped the explorers who came in and out of the spiritual academy.

Apparently someone sent by the top of the association came to Sean: "Your Excellency Sea of ​​Shimmering Light, I am the special representative of the association's exploratory personnel team, and my mask is 'Celebration Officer'.

"The birth of a King-level explorer is also a big event for the association.

"We are here to welcome you and go to the Hall of Thousand Faces for the promotion ceremony."

The surrounding explorers began to whisper, and there was an unbelievable atmosphere in the air: a new King is about to be born!

Not only that, this newly promoted powerhouse is actually the "Sea of ​​Shimmering Light" with many rumors and an extremely fast promotion speed!

People were excited to witness the scene, and Quest Poker was shaking in their chests—the news had already started to spread before Sean was King.

He sighed slightly—he could understand the honor the Guild offered to Kings...but it didn't fit his low-key style.

Since it's here, so be it. He didn't say anything, just nodded lightly: "Please lead the way."

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Outside the Hall of Thousand Faces, Moonlight and Evan are already waiting - they won't miss Sean's promotion ceremony.

"Congratulations, my captain!" The Moonlight Soloist opened his arms and exaggeratedly said.

Sean chuckled at Moonlight's exaggerated performance, and after exchanging face-to-face salutes with the two, Moonlight said a little excitedly: "Shige, what will your King-level mask look like?" Through Moonlight's silver mask , Sean can see the eagerness in those eyes.

what does it look like? Sean had actually thought about it in his mind.

"Eye of Annihilation" Evan on one side held his chin with his right hand. It seemed that the question of not hearing the moonlight was more like a sigh, and he seriously analyzed: "Jack level is the sea of ​​unknown, Queen is the sea of ​​shimmering light...

"It is clearly a process of gradual lightening of the sea, symbolizing the awakening of strength and wisdom

"The new mask should have the intention of dawn." Evan Burns said with certainty. As a result, the imagination of the new mask appeared in the minds of the three of them: the ocean where the morning light appeared, and even the shadow of the changing fog.

It should be so. Sean nodded slightly, agreeing with Ivan's speculation.

Moonlight was impatient, and pushed Sean into the hall: "Okay dear, stop dawdling, let's see the new mask."

The two executors pushed open the door of the hall, and Sean walked in...

The door closed behind him. The hall was so quiet, only the crisp echoes of leather shoes stepping on the marble floor tiles could be heard.

Step by step, Sean walked towards the center of the hall. The originally empty and bright hall changed as he advanced. The light gradually dimmed, and he saw two single sofas facing each other in the center of the hall~www.NovelMTL.com~ Beside the sofas, there was an illusory fireplace with warm fire beating.

At this moment, the scene in front of me has a completely different meaning—

The center of the hall seemed to be a narrow room, as if someone decided to spend the night in a certain museum, and a fire was raised in the exhibition hall. The masks displayed in the surrounding glass quietly stared at the people by the fire.

The man sitting on the sofa opposite Sean was wearing an impeccable white suit, with a gold pin on his black tie, and the same color flashed on the fingertips of his warm red gloves. Ball head of a walking stick.

The most surprising thing was the man's face. His face was constantly changing with the light and angle, and at every moment of the change, a mask of explorers appeared. In the blink of an eye, Sean saw the "Silent Secretary", the "King of Bones", the "Weeping Flower Fairy", and the "Grey Swan" on his face. Many masks he can't name...

Suddenly, Sean knew who was in front of him—

The true owner of the Hall of a Thousand Faces: the God of Masks.