'Knock on the Door.
'The girls?'
Thales frowned. He felt more and more memories return to his mind, as if the fog above the sea was gradually disappearing, revealing the clear surface of the water.
"The girls?" he asked, puzzled.
But the unfamiliar figure seemed to have lost his patience.
"We don't have much time," the stranger behind the strange curtain said softly, "The first threshold is only one step away from knocking on the Door.
"The first threshold is only one step away from knocking on the door. As long as they come back to their senses and lower their heads slightly, they will still be able to detect your presence."
Thales' heart skipped a beat. He suddenly knew the identity of the 'girls'.
'Why?'
The others, whether it was Giza or Asda, all changed their expressions and became wary when they talked about them.
But this person …
He actually called them …
"And you …"
The unfamiliar figure slowly raised his hand at Thales, and a colorless wave appeared on his finger.
A faint ringing in his ears rose, and a faint sense of threat rose in his heart.
Thales could not help but tense up. He instinctively wanted to be on guard.
However, he awkwardly discovered that in this extremely strange space, he couldn't even find his arm.
Then, the most surprising thing happened. A ray of silver light and a ray of white light appeared in front of him at the same time, as if they were small stimulated beasts.
They seemed to have consciously formed a barrier in front of Thales and the stranger.
'What?'
The sudden change stunned Thales on the spot.
"Is that so, old friend …" There was a faint hint of fatigue and vicissitudes in the stranger's voice.
Fortunately, the blurry stranger did not seem to have the desire to explore further. He put down his finger and quietly watched the silver light and white light appear on Thales' body before quietly watching them disappear.
He seemed to be thinking.
Thales was left alone to stare at the abnormality of his body in shock.
"You are very lucky, child." The stranger observed him for a while before he finally shook his head slowly.
"More than one old friend took care of you. It is all thanks to them that you can hide from the girls, and even stay at the threshold, which is a rare sight. You did not get lost and hurt."
Thales became even more puzzled.
"Old friend?"
'Took care of me.
Stayed at the threshold.
Did not get lost. '
He seemed to have understood something.
"You mean … this?"
Thales raised his right hand. He suddenly realized that his missing limbs appeared before his eyes one after another. He tapped on the forehead where the silver light was.
'Is it' never getting lost '?'
The stranger did not deny it. He lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something.
Thales was observing his right hand, which had suddenly appeared, in shock. When he heard this, he raised his head.
"So, you're friends with the one under Dragon Clouds City? Then who exactly are you … "
The unfamiliar figure lifted his gaze, but he did not show any intention to answer Thales' question.
"In the past six years, Asda has contacted me more than in the past six hundred years."
His words startled Thales slightly.
"His content has also changed from the same old provocative declarations to a purely academic discussion about Mystics. He has almost turned back into a scholar. I can tell that he cares a lot about you."
The stranger's words carried a hint of interest.
"But I didn't know why until I saw you with my own eyes, child."
Thales felt goosebumps rise in his heart from the man's stare, even though he could not sense where the man's eyes were.
"You are different," the stranger said firmly.
"Whether it was the failed door-knocking last time in order to escape, or the willful evolution this time.
The last time he knocked on the door?
Thales was shocked.
Wait a minute!
The last time he knocked on the door was to escape …
Dragon Clouds City, the Blood Mystic, the Queen of the Sky … More and more words surged into his mind.
'And this time?'
Thales was stunned.
'The willful evolution this time … for what?'
He became more and more anxious.
'What did I forget?'
"But being different is not a good thing."
The stranger whose face could not be seen clearly stood in front of him. He seemed to be sentimental.
"You must know that becoming a Mystic is not a simple process."
The stranger gently spread his hands apart. Colorless ripples appeared in the air between his hands, and four transparent doors the size of a palm emerged. Each door was more exquisite and majestic than the last.
"Matter, Observation, Chaos, Purity — these four stages have been concluded by countless seniors. They are the only way to become a Mystic from a mortal's body. Different Mystics have slightly different progress, experiences, reactions, and results during each stage. Some of them are even worlds apart, but the four stages of becoming a Mystic are generally the same."
From left to right, the four transparent doors shattered one after another and returned to the colorless ripples.
'Four stages?
'Matter, Observation, Chaos, Purity?'
Thales tensed up. From the memories that he gradually recovered, Asda seemed to have never explained this to him. Or perhaps he had explained it before, but he could not remember it?
'Then …'
He cast a sidelong glance at the stranger in front of him.
'What on earth is this person …'
The stranger's words slowly became serious.
"However, starting from the 'Matter' stage of experiencing mystic energy going out of control, to successfully knocking on the Door at the final step of 'Purity', obtaining a name of origin, and transforming into a true Mystic, this process is not a smooth and logical one.
"Instead, every step is filled with difficulties and obstacles."
When he heard this, Thales' curiosity was completely piqued.
"In history, whether it was the Three Great Magic Towers or the inheritances of the wizards outside the towers, too many people failed on these four steps before they finally became Mystics. They were lost from then on." The stranger seemed to sigh.
"They never found their way back.
"And even those who successfully took the final step and found their name of origin …" The stranger paused for a moment and did not continue.
Thales' eyelids twitched slightly.
He had already grasped many keywords.
'Three Great Magic Towers …
'Too many people … became Mystics …'
The stranger's tone became indifferent again.
"But these difficulties and risks are not meaningless. The process of overcoming these obstacles step by step is itself a rare form of training. It is the cornerstone of becoming a Mystic."
The stranger spoke tirelessly. His words were smooth and clear.
'Compared to a certain unscrupulous teacher who often disappears, likes to keep people in suspense, looks elegant, but has a terrible temper, and has nothing good about him other than his handsome face …'
Thales shook his head to get rid of the image of the man in blue.
"But as I said, you are different.
"Since ancient times, there has never been anyone like you who could overcome the barriers of the first three steps when you 'lost control', reach the sky in one step, and go straight to the 'Purity' stage. You suddenly evolved, knocked on the Door, and entered your true form. That is the final test of a Mystic."
The blurry stranger's face moved slightly, as if it was vibrating behind the air. Ripples appeared in the background that could not be seen.
"This is your advantage, but also your weakness. In fact, it is extremely dangerous."
Thales frowned.
"You mean … the Two Empresses? I heard Asda say that they can find me when I knock on the Door? But aside from this, can you first explain — "
"That is only a threat from the outside world," the stranger interrupted him rudely.
"For us, the greatest danger always comes from within."
Thales was stunned.
The stranger continued to speak, and his tone suddenly became tense.
"For example, as the number of times you 'lost control' increases, will you always slide uncontrollably to the edge of knocking on the Door?"
'Uncontrollably?'
Thales was shocked. He raised his head abruptly and looked at the stranger's indistinct face.
The stranger continued to ask coldly.
"For example, when you 'lost control', did you suddenly forget everything, like when you were drunk and had your memory broken?
"Even … forget yourself?"
'Memory broken.
'Forget everything.
'Forget myself?'
The memories that Thales lost for a short period of time surged into his mind like a tidal wave, slowly filling up the blankness from before.
'Forget?'
His heart grew more and more terrified, and his body trembled slightly.
'I must have forgotten something.
'Something very important …
'Especially … Especially me. Why am I … Why am I here? 'What was I doing just now?'
Thales only felt cold sweat dripping down his back. He shuddered even though it was not cold.
Flustered, he raised his head. His gaze when he looked at the stranger was no longer the same.
"You are … How did you know …"
But the figure was still as cold as ever, as if even talking to Thales was just a boring, business-like task.
"Because you walked too fast."
"You did not experience the important step from 'matter' to 'perception'. You did not cross the hurdle that every newbie must go through after 'losing control' …
"You did not have the chance to understand what external objects are, what they are, how to touch them, how to observe them, and how to understand mystic energy in the end …"
His tone became more and more serious, as if he was elaborating on an extremely valuable research question.
"So, when you came into contact with mystic energy, you could not resist the urge and pleasure of evolving. Your consciousness became so blurry that you could not even distinguish yourself from the world around you. You could only subconsciously rely on the mystic energy whose name of origin is still unknown and charge around randomly.
"Until you knocked on the Door in a hurry and entered your original state, which is filled with danger."
Thales, who was anxious, opened his mouth to speak, but he could not say a word.
The stranger nodded, as if he knew what Thales wanted to say.
"Under the watch of your old friends, once or twice, you might be lucky enough to return and not get lost …"
His voice gradually became terrifying.
"But three times, five times, ten times, twenty times …"
Thales clenched his fists.
'That's why I can't remember …'
He gritted his teeth.
'I can't remember before this …'
There seemed to be a small person in Thales' heart that kept urging him.
'Hurry, hurry, you still have things to do.
'Hurry!'
The stranger nodded. "You are very lucky, but you are not 'that' lucky.
It is even more impossible for you to be lucky forever. "
Thales raised his head abruptly!
The teenager suppressed the anxiety in his heart and stared at the stranger with a determined gaze.
"Then teach me."
The stranger stared at him and did not reply.
"I know that since you appeared here, you must have a way."
Thales gritted his teeth and said, "Teach me how to overcome this, I need … I can't, I can't fall into this state again."
'Damn it.
'Why did I take the risk and use mystic energy on my own accord?
'I remember!
I remember … the things that I should have cared about.
'Go back … to where I should have been.'
However, the stranger shook his head slowly and even turned his body to look into the distance.
"Guiding you is Asda's responsibility. It is not convenient for me to interfere."
The stranger said faintly,
"In the group of Mystics, there is a sacred and inviolable relationship between the guide and the guided. For example, you and Asda have a special and close connection. To each other, you are a special and important existence. "
'What?
Guide? '
Thales frowned slightly.
'Me and Asda? To each other?
'A special and close connection, a special and important existence.
'A sacred and inviolable relationship …'
When he thought of this, Thales immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
'What kind of joke is this?'
Thales raised his head indignantly. "But …"
However, the stranger changed the topic at that moment.
"But for the sake of my old friends, I can still give you some hints so that when you face such a predicament again, you will more or less be somewhat prepared," the stranger said seriously.
"At least you will not completely forget your consciousness and lose yourself when you lose control and evolve."
Thales, who was about to persuade the stranger, was slightly surprised. He did not expect the stranger to give in so quickly.
"Listen.
"To protect ourselves and to protect others," the stranger became serious again.
"A small number of Mystics who came before us came up with three established rules. You may take them as advice."
Thales' eyes brightened.
"You mean … the Three Great Promises of Mystics?"
The stranger nodded.
"Asda told you about it?"
Thales frowned and tried hard to extract what he wanted from his hazy memories.
"There is only one: the first Mystic Promise, do not investigate each other too deeply."
Thales mulled over these words, raised his head, and looked at the stranger with hope.
But he was about to be disappointed.
This time, the stranger was silent for a long time.
The stranger just stood quietly in the air, as if there was nothing there. He did not move at all.
Finally, when Thales felt that he was about to stare through his blurry face, the stranger spoke faintly.
"That's it? The first Mystic Promise? "
The stranger moved slightly.
"He told you this first?"
"First Promise, 'do not investigate each other too deeply'?"
From the stranger's tone, Thales felt that there was something wrong.
Surrounded by flowing lights that were as mysterious as fog and as treacherous as clouds, the unfamiliar figure actually gave Thales an indescribable sense of fear.
But the anxiety and pressure in his heart forced Thales to suppress his doubts and urge the stranger to speak.
"He only told me this one." The teenager frowned.
"What's wrong?"
After a while, the stranger shook his head firmly.
"Nothing."
But his tone made Thales feel inexplicably uneasy.
But soon, Thales was attracted by the stranger's next words.
"Listen well, child. Since Asda has already taught you the first promise, then …"
The stranger raised his head and said in an incredibly solemn tone,
"What I am going to tell you now is the second of the Three Mystic Promises."
'The Three Mystic Promises.
The second. '
Thales immediately became solemn and listened attentively.
"The second Mystic Promise," the stranger spoke softly behind the blurry curtain. His tone was solemn.
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