Behind him, a bright light lit up.

From the edge of the perspective, Martin saw a very huge mirror!

There seemed to be some kind of black runes on the mirror, and wisps of gray mist penetrated out of the runes, flowed into the palace, and spread to the entire city...

As the mirror light emerged behind us, more and more mirrors appeared in the entire city.

The roof, the street, the exterior walls of the house...

Large and small, dense mirrors turn the city into silvery and shiny.

Images of the island can be seen in every mirror.

Although the city became much brighter, the gray fog did not disappear, but instead became thicker and rolled towards the island in the air.

"Carland, don't be afraid, Lord of Space..."

The confession sounded in my ears, but it became more and more blurry and dull, like a recorder sinking into the water.

Martin's consciousness also disengaged.

At the last glance, he saw the grey fog pouring into the island...

call--

Martin shook his head, lowered the brown mirrored eyes in his hand, and carefully put them into a wooden box wrapped in silk.

The fog in this eye has become very thin, and I guess I can only experience the last time Kaland's memory clip.

However, judging from the content of the memory clip, Kaland's life is probably about to come to an end.

Originally, Darktre was using the power of the mirror field to seal the gray fog, but unexpectedly, Kaland was eroded...

Martin is increasingly puzzled by the source of the fog.

If gray fog is the product of the power of the dream sequence, gray fog has already been produced in the Tertiary Age and even earlier.

At that time, dreams seemed to have not become one of the seven.

Where does the erosion fog come from?

Why can it still appear on the moon?

Martin frowned and thought.

Just as I was about to put away the mirrored eye that I snatched from Maloney's hand, I heard a crisp knock on the door.

Martin looked back at the door,

A strange old man in a sacrificial robe stood by his bedroom door!

Swish!

Martin reached into his arms and was about to take out the speechless thorn from the small island of the spiritual world.

However, the old man stood there, smiling, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, I have no malice."

Martin remained alert and an oval metal ball appeared in his hand.

The old man seemed to recognize what was in his hand and showed a curious look: "Have you improved this unique weapon again?"

Martin frowned. The iron ball in his hand was "Sun Ray" version 2.0.

Those who have seen the first version may be able to recognize it, but the number of people is not large.

The old man in front of me clearly didn't know him at all...

etc!

Martin suddenly focused on the sacrificial robe worn by the old man.

The light white robe is woven from linen. He has opened a textile factory and learned about the dyes and weaving methods. He recognized that the color and weaving methods of the fabric have long been eliminated.

But Martin was nervous about the patterns on the sacrificial robe.

A pair of huge wings intertwined, which was the mark of the pale temple!

Martin is facing a great enemy!

In the metal ball, gold coins attached to the ceremony are about to trigger.

The old man waved his hand awkwardly, stroked his chest, and the mark disappeared.

"Sorry, I got a piece of clothing I took when I went out. I forgot that you were afraid of this."

When Martin heard the old man's explanation, he frowned deeply.

He was very sure that he had never told outsiders that he had been cursed by the pale mark...

In order to avoid risks, even Tiya kept her mouth shut about this matter and didn't tell her.

"Who are you?" Martin activated his questioning ability.

The old man reached out and wiped his face.

Martin looked at the suddenly changing face and his expression became very strange in an instant.

Not only strange, but also very shocked.

That was the face I had seen in Solam's nightmare...

This face belongs to the priest in the town, that is, Ishta!

Of course, it was Ishta who had not become an octopus head.

"Ishta?" Martin asked softly, hesitating.

The old man nodded.

"But you are not from the Third Age... are you not dead?" Martin was shocked to get the old man's answer and couldn't help asking.

The old man's brows sank slightly: "Ishta is dead, probably fell in the Third Age."

"Then why..."

Martin pointed to the old man standing at the door of his bedroom, his eyes full of suspicion.

"It's hard to explain to you, but you have to remember that Ishta is dead!" said the old man cautiously, and also spread his hands. "Can you trust me now? The dreamer."

Martin nodded, pulled over a chair, poured a cup of hot tea on the table.

Being able to say this name means it is difficult for him to be fake.

Moreover, the other party also knew what happened in the dream!

Of course, the more reason is that the feedback from [Question] reminds you that the other party is not lying.

Ishta...the old man sat down in the chair, but did not pick up Martin's tea.

Looking at Martin's puzzled and curious expression, he couldn't help but smile: "The extraordinary people in the field of knowledge always have a strong curiosity. I believe you have many questions now."

Martin sat down opposite the old man, without saying a word, but the curiosity in his eyes became stronger.

After a moment of silence, Martin asked again: "Have you met other people who belong to the knowledge sequence?"

Martin has always had doubts about his own sequence.

He has never seen a character in the sequence of [Knowledge] in any record or legend.

Although there are some secret sequences that are relatively low-key and do not know the name of them, how can people in the field of knowledge be unknown?

From the advanced conditions, we can infer that the more extraordinary people in this field go to, the more famous they are.

The old man shook his head: "I have only seen you, but I have heard of the legends of the other three, especially the one..."

Listening to the old man's unspeakable answer, Martin was itchy.

There are three extraordinary people in history who are extraordinary in knowledge fields, one of them is very awesome?!

"Who are they?" Martin asked.

But the old man touched his beard and shook his head: "You will naturally know this in the future."

Looking at Martin's slightly resentful gaze, he smiled and continued, "I came to you for another thing."

A piece of white paper appeared out of thin air in the old man's hands, with many handwriting on it.

Martin recognized these handwriting at a glance, which was written by himself.

The above records are still quite complex, and some knowledge about the theory of relativity.

"This should be something you wrote in person, right?" the old man asked.

Martin nodded.

The old man asked again: "Can you show me the complete book?"

Uh... Martin didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

However, he was always prepared with "ammunition", and his knowledge about the theory of relativity was also the best ammunition.

As long as you are not an extraordinary person in the realm of time and space, you don’t have to worry that the other party will know the relevant knowledge.

Martin pulled out a thin booklet from the desk, with only a few ten pages of content.
To be continued...