Guangtai's words were not only said to Anle, but also reminded Chen Ye on the side.

Their group is a special group dedicated to dealing with cultists.

Originally, we had to conduct on-boarding training for Anle and the others first, but who made them encounter a dangerous event on the first day?

So now, Guangtai is also giving them some common sense that they should have known.

Chen Ye murmured in surprise: "Is it so weird?"

Anle nodded without too much expression.

If there is really an evil god that can distort his thinking, let him try it.

Not long after, the three of them separated in the dark library.

Like yesterday, Anle went straight to the "Mysterious Door Mirror" in the D-level area and prepared to go deeper into the library.

When he stood in front of the mirror, he was like throwing a stone into the rough mirror, splashing gentle ripples.

The man in the mirror wearing a windbreaker appeared again.

He saluted Anle again, his movements were elegant and standard, and he could not find any fault.

But then, the figure actually... walked out of the mirror!

Even Anle was shocked by this sudden change.

His expression remained unchanged and he looked at the gentleman who walked out of the mirror.

The other person's figure was hazy and blended with the shadows around him, and he could only barely recognize most of the outline.

"Xiaoxiao, what's going on?"

Anle called out Xiaoxiao and asked.

During this period, Xiaoxiao, as the No. 1 employee, has been carried by him all the time, but his sense of existence has been decreasing.

Since they are both extraordinary relics, she should know more information and perhaps communicate with each other.

The little girl in a white dress floated out, tilted her little head, looked at the gentleman in the mirror in confusion, and tried to poke it with her hand, but her fingers passed through without any obstacles.

The gentleman turned his head and glanced at her.

With a "ah", Xiaoxiao immediately retreated to Anle's side, and her movements were faster than the frightened little rabbit.

Xiaoxiao whispered: "He should be the personality of this extraordinary relic, which is similar to mine, but his wisdom seems to be limited, and I don't know if he can communicate."

"But he seems...no malice?"

As if to confirm the small statement, after hearing this, the gentleman nodded slightly.

Then he turned sideways, with one hand behind his back and the other hand stretched towards the mirror, like a guided action by a waiter in a high-end hotel.

‘He is inviting me?’

Anle hesitated for a moment and walked towards the mirror... Intuition told him that the person in the mirror was not only not malicious, but also a little uneasy and scared?

‘What’s there to be afraid of?’

Anle passed through the water-like mirror again, and this time he no longer felt like he was being scanned, as if the other party was deliberately avoiding that kind of thing.

Wait until the scene changes.

A biting cold and cold surged towards Anle like a sticky swamp, trying to submerge him.

Anle frowned slightly, and even he was slightly uncomfortable with this coldness.

‘This is definitely not a D-level area, but a deeper part of the library!’

‘This person in the mirror can shuttle through any area of ​​the underground library.’

He realized something, his mentality changed instantly, and he swept his hot eyes towards the darkness nearby.

Since it is deeper, it means that the knowledge here is of higher value!

The ironing feeling in my mind also proves this.

Anle now has experienced what "desire (meow) looks like fire."

But the person in the mirror still did not leave, but appeared in front of Anle, saluted again, and guided him forward.

‘Where is he going to take me?’

Anle thought, but the steps under her feet did not hesitate and followed the gentleman.

The areas of E-level and D-level are different. At this time, the surrounding area of ​​Anle is basically completely wrapped in darkness, and there is not even an electric light on the top of your head, probably because the electric light cannot light up here.

The darkness is like ink, flowing quietly, silently and deep.

The darkness here is quiet.

Surprisingly, in the darkness, there was a faint glow entanglement, which might come from some taboo knowledge, which made Anle barely see the things around him.

Darkness is unknown, and unknown is frightening.

But when Anle thought that the darkness could be replaced by taboo knowledge that could be replaced by filthy reason, he instantly became energetic and even wanted to pounce on it now.

Unfortunately, Anle's accumulated symptoms yesterday were no longer mild, and he probably couldn't absorb much taboo knowledge today.

Walk in the silence darkness for a moment.

The man in the mirror stopped, turned around, pointed to a book on the bookshelf next to him, and looked at Anle.

Anle walked towards the bookshelf, and the feeling of being burned by the flames became stronger and stronger. There were still whispers in his ears, luring him to get closer and read.

This level of attraction means that there is absolutely no ordinary knowledge.

Anle suddenly thought of a possibility.

‘Because I just mentioned books related to cults, he brought me here?’

In response to this, Anle nodded politely to the gentleman: "Thank you, the person in the mirror."

The person in the mirror thanked him a little flattered.

After a while, he saluted silently, and his figure slowly disappeared in the air.

‘This mysterious door mirror is quite polite.’

But Anle knew that the other party had not completely disappeared, or that the person in the mirror could appear in any corner of this underground library at any time.

Anle picked up the book that was most attractive to him and looked at it. The cover of the book was old and covered with a little dark red patch, like traces left by blood drying up. He could barely recognize the words "Mistress Sect Miscellaneous Talks".

‘Mist Sect.’

When Anle saw this name, she immediately became interested.

Whether it is Eric who almost fought back in the alley that day, the changes in the depths of the waste city, or the white fog outside the church, they are all related to this sect, mysterious and weird.

Even without the attraction of filthy and rationality, the knowledge about the fog sect itself makes peace care.

Open the yellowed pages and read the contents of the book happily in the faint light that is unknown in the darkness.

[Most of the content of this book comes from the memories extracted by the madmen of the Mist Sect, and my own research on the sect in recent years. (Note: Those who are not determined enough in spirit and will, please do not read this book! According to incomplete statistics, there are no less than ten people who have become Mist Sectists because of this book.)]

The comments below, like those added later, have completely different handwriting and brushstrokes.

Keep looking down.

[In the memory of the fog believers, there are sometimes conflicts and absurd fallacies, which is most likely because their spirit has been polluted. For this reason, it is necessary to combine realistic historical materials to make reasonable inferences.]

[According to relevant data records, the Mist Sect appeared in the unexplained chaos period. At that time, many gods were active on the surface of the earth, and the undead were spread all over the world. Humans and other intelligent creatures only occupied a very small living space.]

[And the gods believed in by the Mist Sect are the more powerful ones. His specific name cannot be recorded in words, but the Mist Sects have a common name for Him—]
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