As for how to find the reason behind the fog, Jon had his own set of theories.
In short, all illusions had their own laws of existence.
Nothing could be created out of thin air. The reason why illusions could exist was because there was a foundation for them.
Just like how Jon had once encountered music as a means of spreading illusions. Sound, which could be transmitted through the air, was a very good medium.
And now, there were many things in the surroundings that could be used as a medium, such as water vapor, air, and water. Jon couldn't vacuum the surroundings, so he had to find the most primitive point of the illusions.
"Do you think it's those eyes?"
After taking care of the other matters, Cecatly immediately ran to Jon's side. She had some experience in such matters. She told Jon.
"It can't be those eyes. Those eyes are used by that thing in the sea to transmit its power. The fog should be the manifestation of its power. It's very likely that it's an illusionist."
Even if sea creatures had magical abilities, the possibility of them becoming an illusionist was very low. However, once they had a divine artifact, no one could say what would happen.
With such a layer of knowledge, Cecatly probably didn't say anything else. She silently cooperated with Jon to prevent Jon from using too much of his soul power, which would cause his soul to dry up. At the same time, she also guarded against those things in the sea.
Just as Jon was stabilizing the ship with the help of the Earth Scepter, changes began to occur in the sea.
Mainly, there seemed to be faint figures appearing in the fog. And the sea that Jon had just stabilized with the Earth Scepter began to boil as if it was boiling.
A real environment to serve the illusions, making the environment constructed by the illusions more realistic. It was a very good method.
Cecatly took a step back and blocked Jon's back with her body. She could inject her soul power into Jon's magic formation from this position at any time.
Meanwhile, Jon was experimenting.
There were several techniques to break illusions. Among them, he was most familiar with finding the foundation of the illusions.
For example, the pocket watch back then. The foundation of the illusion was not necessarily the person using the illusion. He was very clear about this point.
In the structural mechanics that Jon had learned in his previous life, there was a concept that when any object was broken, it would first break at the place that carried the greatest bending moment. Therefore, when designing, it had to be designed to be the strongest. He could not remember it clearly, but it was something like that.
And this was the same when it came to magic.
The existence of any magic had a basic shape. You had to go through a specific way to cast the corresponding magic. Regardless of whether it was the chanting of a magic incantation or the waving of a magic wand, their purpose was the same, which was to cast the magic.
And at this moment, it was the same. This illusion was based on a certain point. As long as one could find that point...
This will not be easy.
Jon gradually became more and more involved in this matter. Cecatly also felt the pressure from him, so her expression became more and more serious.
At first, it was Cecatly who had suggested to search for Poseidon's divine artifact at sea. After all, unlike her, Jon did not have the home field advantage in the ancient Egyptian gods. Even if Jon's personal strength increased by a few times, it might not be enough.
Therefore, they had no choice but to choose to go to sea. If Helga could interfere with the affairs of the real world, they would not have to spend so much effort to build the magic network and search for the divine artifact.
In the end, they were too weak to face the gods.
But this was not their fault.
As Jon gradually increased his interference with the environment, the other side increased their strength. In the vision reflected by the glasses, Xiao Ou could even see the pure white fog around them flowing like milk.
"Did you hear anything?"
He did not turn around. Instead, he asked Cecatly, who was behind him.
"I heard it. The sound is very soft, but I feel like it has substance. It's as if the flow of the fog is disturbed by this sound. Do you feel the same?"
Jon nodded imperceptibly.
"What do you feel like?"
"In Greek mythology, there was a magical creature similar to a mermaid that was controlled by Poseidon. They had a graceful body, but they had the head of a bird. They were called harpies, also known as sirens."
"The sirens with the most beautiful voices in the world... I thought these mythical creatures were extinct."
In ancient Greek mythology, apart from being a beautiful banshee, the Siren was also a guide to the underworld. Hades snatched the daughter of the Goddess of Agriculture, Persephone, to be the Underworld Queen. In order to make the Underworld Queen happy, he asked the River God for a Harpy to be the Underworld Queen's maid. In short, it was a messy and complicated story in the pantheon, which could not be explained in a short time.
"This is definitely not a real siren. Since that guy can create such a realistic illusion, it shouldn't be difficult for him to create a siren's voice."
Cecatly activated her mental power and placed a barrier around the two of them. Be it through sound or physical contact, once the two of them made contact with each other, there was a high chance that they would be dragged into the illusion. Illusions were very mysterious magic. They had a strong influence on the human soul. If one did not do anything and allowed the illusions to change their surroundings, they would be immersed in the illusion. It was just like how a boat would sink if it was flooded with water. The more one struggled, the more water would enter the boat, and the lower the chances of them breaking free from the illusion.
At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the cabin behind them. The sailors rushed out of the cabin with knives and forks and crashed into the barrier set up by Jon.
"They're being controlled."
Chao En said quickly, but he didn't dare to move at all because he had to ensure that he could decipher this layer of illusion quickly. Otherwise, not to mention these people, even he himself might die here.
"Cecatly, do you want to save them?"
Cecatly did not answer.
The sailors who were being controlled had lost themselves. Their eyes were scarlet, and they wanted to kill the two people in front of them. However, in front of Cecatly, they were a group of weak Muggle.
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