When she entered the Black Emperor mausoleum, Bernadette vaguely "saw" a black shadow. However, after she escaped the torrent of information and reconstructed her body with her vast and pure knowledge, she didn't sense anything. It was as though what she had just experienced was just an illusion.
This Queen Mystic wasn't in a hurry to enter the mausoleum. She stayed where she was and carefully sized up her surroundings.
Without using her powers related to Mystery Prying, everything here was clearly presented to her.
The interior of the Black Emperor mausoleum was empty. Apart from the dark walls and the high platform in the middle, there was nothing else.
On the high platform was a seat that seemed to be prepared for a giant. It seemed to be made of iron, and its surface was engraved with complicated and distorted patterns. The top of the backrest extended upwards in the shape of a crown.
At that moment, there was no figure on this heavy and huge seat. It was as though it was waiting for its emperor to return.
Just as Bernadette was about to take a tentative step forward and approach the high platform, she suddenly realized that she couldn't move at all. It was as though she was firmly bound to the spot by invisible shackles.
Right on the heels of that, pairs of illusory and holy white wings naturally spread out from her back, as though she was passively resisting something.
In the next second, the white feathers on the angel's wings fell one after another. In midair, deformed, thin, furry limbs grew out. And the gaps created by the layers of feathers opened up one after another, as though they had become countless eyes.
The distorted feathers immediately let out a crisp laughter, causing the sound to reverberate within the mausoleum.
They all came to life, turning into miniature Feathermen.
This reminded Bernadette of some of the fairy tales her father had told her. In them, there would always be pixies that weren't larger than a thumb.
As this thought flashed through her mind, Bernadette felt her right eye begin to itch.
The eyelashes of that eye rapidly grew long, turning into tiny arms that propped up her face, trying hard to pull out her eyeball.
"I saw it! I saw it! " The blood vessels in Bernadette's right eye protruded as it let out a childish and lively voice, as though it had obtained its own sentience and consciousness.
This was also a form of "rebirth."
Almost at the same time, Bernadette's left ear drooped down, covering her ear canal.
"I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it! "The ear shouted with a slightly shrill voice.
If she didn't use her spirituality to sense it, Bernadette would definitely imagine that there was a young lady beside her, covering her ears and stomping her feet while screaming.
Without giving her any time to react, the Sage Frontlet in the middle of her forehead automatically left her body and floated into the air.
On the surface of the vertical eye that was inlaid with "diamonds", countless cold brilliance flashed, as if it had grown one tiny eye after another.
And every eye reflected Bernadette's figure.
The Philosopher's Frontlet also gained a certain living characteristic.
Just as the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was about to awaken and affect its target in some way, a pale and slender illusory palm reached out and grabbed it.
The living characteristic of the Sage Frontlet quickly dissipated, as if it had reached the end of its life.
The cold and pale palm that clearly belonged to a woman came from behind Bernadette. At some point in time, a figure with only the upper half of its body had appeared.
This figure grew out from Bernadette's back, and it was nearly transparent and rather illusory.
"She" wore the same clothes as Bernadette, and she wore the same triangular hat with feathers on it. Her eyes were blue like the reflection of the sea. It was clearly Bernadette herself, a part of her spirit that had drilled out of her body.
However, Bernadette's illusory face wore a pale mask that shimmered with a metallic luster.
The mask only had holes for the eyes, and there were no other gaps. It made Bernadette's illusory figure appear extremely cold and noble, but it lacked the aura of a living person.
This was the third and last Grade 0 Sealed Artifact she had. It was an item made by Rosell The Great after he returned from the Southern Continent in his later years. It was called Pale Death.
Its negative effect was to make the wearer die bit by bit until they turned into corpses and became its slaves.
At that moment, Bernadette was using this point to suppress the abnormal activation in her body.
At the moment the illusory figure appeared, her right eye quietened down. The eyelashes that had thickened and lengthened into arms fell off one after another.
Her ears also stopped producing any sounds as they slowly opened and returned to normal.
Without such suppression, Bernadette's facial features, arms, and legs would have broken off from her and sought "freedom."
After stabilizing her body's condition, Bernadette attempted to take a step forward, but she was still unable to do anything. All she could do was drive the half-spirit body.
After some thought, she got the Spirit Body behind her to take out a ritual silver dagger from her pocket. Then, she bent down and drew a circle in the middle of her right boot.
With a ripping sound, the leather boot quickly shortened by half.
Right on the heels of that, Bernadette used her half-spirit body to tear the pants at her left knee, cut off a corner of her coat and shirt, and plucked out a few feathers on one side of her triangular hat.
Such an attempt didn't seem to have anything to do with transcendence. It was like a willful and rebellious girl trying to dress up differently from normal aesthetics.
However, as Bernadette completed this series of actions and carefully took a step forward, her body could actually move. She no longer felt like she was bound to the spot.
The invisible suppression vanished as the Black Emperor's mausoleum seemed to have accepted such a Bernadette.
Who would have thought that dealing with such abnormalities was something that an ordinary person could do?
Furthermore, Bernadette suspected that the more she used her Beyonder powers to resist, the deeper the effects would be.
This was because she had the feeling that she was facing an invisible deity. Only by "pleasing" the other party's aesthetics could she be forgiven. Otherwise, she could only rely on her authority at Sequence 0 to bypass it.
In addition, fortunately, not only was Bernadette a knowledgeable Mysticologist, but she also had a rather deep understanding of the Black Emperor pathway. She knew what the authorities in this domain roughly included, and she knew that it represented the shadow of order, a distortion of normal order.
Therefore, Bernadette started with her attire and began distorting the normal order of her body. Then, she obtained the recognition and acceptance of the invisible deity.
Yes, in matters related to mysticism, knowledge and train of thought are sometimes more useful than abilities … In that situation, any resistance would be viewed as a provocation to the internal order of the mausoleum. It would trigger an unpredictable and absolutely terrifying change. And once the crux of the problem is found, the negative effects can be easily resolved … Klein nodded slightly above the gray fog. He had learned a lot from Queen Mystic.
Although he was already a Sequence higher than her, and he was equivalent to a King of Angels in Sefirah Castle, having experienced many major events, he had grown too quickly. He was still lacking in many details, and now, he could use such observations to make up for it.
After taking a step forward, Bernadette began to follow her spiritual intuition and walked towards the platform in the middle, towards the huge unoccupied chair.
One step, two steps, three steps. Suddenly, a breeze blew past the back of her neck.
The wind was cold and sinister, making Bernadette's body tingle.
At that instant, she seemed to feel a shadow appear behind her.
Silently, the long chestnut-colored hair parted on the back of her head, revealing a pair of eyes that grew on her scalp.
It was a pair of eyes that were nearly transparent, cold, and emotionless.
Eyes of Mystery Prying!
The pair of eyes moved slightly and saw that the shadow-like curtain in the Mysterious World had clearly distorted inside the mausoleum.
However, it didn't discover the black shadow, nor did it find the source of the cold wind.
Just as Bernadette attempted to close the pair of Eyes of Mystery Prying to reduce the possibility of an accident happening, the cold and sinister wind suddenly blew past her mind.
Her thoughts became more and more active, and they became more and more uncontrollable, developing in a direction where she couldn't think.
This seemed to be a trend, one that couldn't be reversed, and it was rapidly becoming chaotic.
Without any hesitation, Bernadette seized the few seconds she could still think and made the half-body spirit behind her take off the pale mask.
Then, she put the "Pale Death" mask on her face, and the other half of the spirit retracted back into her body, becoming one with her.
From this second onwards, Bernadette's thoughts would gradually die along with her body. However, her thoughts were uncontrollably active, turning chaotic bit by bit.
These two contradictory states canceled each other out, forming a fragile and delicate balance that helped Bernadette regain her ability to think.
To Bernadette, compared to the Beyonder effects of Pale Death itself, its negative effects were more useful at this moment.
Maintaining that balance, Bernadette took a few more steps forward.
During this process, she kept feeling that there was a black shadow loitering around her, but she couldn't find it.
After thinking for a few seconds, Bernadette's blue eyes turned deep and unfocused once again.
She was attempting to predict the consequences of one of her choices.
Soon, the corresponding scene appeared in front of her:
Wearing the Sage Frontlet again, she once again transformed into a pure and chaotic torrent of information. Thus, she bypassed the obstruction and headed for the high platform in the middle.
However, just as she approached, the torrent of information suddenly collapsed and lost its order. With different cores as the foundation, it reorganized into several Bernadettes. There was a little girl in a cake dress, a tall girl, a girl filled with melancholy and puzzlement, a lady with a twisted and pained expression, and a queen who had become calm and determined.
The scene of the prophecy was fleeting as Bernadette's eyes regained focus.
At that moment, she saw the black shadow.
It was standing in front of her, less than a fist away from her!
The face formed from pure shadows completely occupied her vision.
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