Without hesitation, Oplia signed the contract.
Lawson didn't keep Oplia in suspense and told him about the Germinal Organization. At first, Oplia didn't think much of it. However, when he learned about the different levels of Mystery items, he became speechless.
After experiencing a series of expressions of shock and mental struggle, Oplia finally calmed down.
"… I'm starting to regret signing this contract." Oplia rubbed his swollen temples. Even though he wasn't trying to predict anything, he could still sense the endless hostility coming at him.
"Once you know about the Germinal Organization, you won't have the chance to regret it," Lawson said.
"I understand." Oplya sighed deeply and slowly faced reality from helplessness. "What does the City Lord want me to do?"
"You should know that I want to know more about the Germinal Organization."
Oplia nodded. "Alright, I'll try."
With that, Oplia slowly walked to the center of the hall and mumbled something with a serious expression. It looked like he was chanting some kind of secret spell. However, if you listen carefully, you will find that Opulia's whispers are all such as, "Why didn't I think about it and sign a confidentiality contract?" "I know the more I know, the more dangerous it is. But I still chose to go down this path. I regret it so much!" …
In addition to these regretful words, there were also some inexplicable ridicule mixed in the gaps.
For example, "Why is the floor half made of stone and half made of metal? Is it under renovation?" "Is this the decoration style of a striped horse? Since when did the mayor's taste become so strange?" "The metal floor used to be so shiny that it could reflect the bottom of a dress. Why did he change it?"
Angor was speechless. Lawson and Antonio, who were in front of him, looked calm. It seemed like they were used to Oplia's muttering.
Antonio even explained to Angor, "Oplia isn't usually like this. But when he's nervous, he likes to talk nonsense."
Oplia walked to the center of the hall and exhaled deeply. Then, he raised the wooden staff in his hand.
At this moment, his nagging finally stopped.
The aura around his body suddenly changed, and a mysterious aura began to spread from the tip of the wooden staff in his hand.
Under this aura, Opulia was like a prophet from ancient times, standing on the desolate cliff of time, thinking about the direction of the future.
When Oplya's aura became stronger and stronger, the entire metal hall seemed to become a chaotic universe.
Oplya stood at the center of the universe, surrounded by bright stars.
When the aura reached its peak, Opeliya slammed the wooden staff heavily on the ground. With a "dong" sound, a large amount of ripples began to diffuse outwards.
At the same time, the stars began to fall, and the universe returned to darkness and chaos. The entire hall turned pitch-black in an instant, and in this boundless darkness, there was suddenly a rustling sound.
From a small sound, it became loud and piercing.
It was as if there was a rushing river, surging in the darkness towards an unknown distance.
He couldn't see it, but he knew that it was the manifestation of the River of Fate. Without a doubt, Oplia believed in the River of Fate, which was one of the three zones of divination.
The rustling sound lasted for a long time. In the end, someone sighed, and the darkness disappeared, giving way to light again.
After being immersed in the mysterious aftertaste for a long time, Opulia finally raised her head.
"What did you see?" Lawson asked.
Opulia shook her head gently, with a helpless and bitter smile on her face, "I didn't see anything."
"Nothing? What's going on? "
Oplia placed the wooden staff on his lap and sat down. "I tried to find clues about the Germinal Organization, but it didn't work. I narrowed down the search area and tried to find more information about the Germinal Organization's believers, but fate still didn't give me any guidance. I narrowed down again and tried to search the southern wizardry region and Evron, but fate still didn't give me any guidance.
"Then, I used a special method to find a node with clues in the cycle of fate. But I still didn't find anything. "
Oplia tried everything he could think of, including the clumsiest method of divination, but he still couldn't find anything.
"As long as it's related to the Germinal Organization, it's like it's covered by a thick layer of black fog. I can't see it clearly at all. Plus …" Opulia paused with a serious expression. "Plus, as soon as I enter the fog, I'll fall into a strange state of bewitchment. If this demonic state continues for a few more seconds, I feel that my mental power will be irreversibly contaminated. "
This was the first time Oplia encountered such a strange situation in his divination.
This kind of mental pollution was like a will that existed in the underworld, preventing everyone from exploring the secrets of the Germinal Organization.
Lawson's expression became even more serious after hearing Oplia's words.
In fact, he had wondered from the very beginning if the prophecy spell would not work. This was because he knew very well that Mysterious items were very special. Any detection spells might fail when used on Mysterious items. Even the naked eye, light, and energy could be deflected by Mysterious items.
Almost every Mystery item would be deflected, weakened, or even ignored the rules.
Divination spells were no exception.
Lawson thought that as long as they didn't involve the Germinal Organization itself, they would be fine. But things didn't go as he wished. Everything related to the Germinal Organization had been covered up.
"Such a scary effect. No wonder it's an uncontrollable object," Antonio muttered.
Angor nodded. He finally understood why people would worship the God of Germinal Organization. As long as one believed in the God of Germinal Organization, they would be covered by the Mystery energy field, which was like a "protection" granted by a god.
Things seemed to have reached a stalemate. They couldn't find the Germinal Organization's believers, let alone exterminate or banish them.
What should they do?
While everyone was trying to think of a solution, Opeliya used a "Lucky Choice" spell. This was a spell that evolved from "Good Luck Choice" and belonged to the Asking Bell School. Oplia wanted to use a different method. Instead of looking for the answer directly, he would try to find a solution from the surface.
How to solve the problem?
However, Oplia didn't feel anything after using the spell. Perhaps Lucky Choice failed.
Oplia shook his head. He wasn't too disappointed. He was just trying it out. He didn't really expect to get anything.
However, just as he was at his wits' end, a breeze blew in through the open window.
It didn't attract anyone's attention until it blew up a piece of parchment on the lab table. Angor and Lawson looked at it.
The parchment floated in the air, revealing a simple symbol drawn on it.
"Ya" and "one".
Both Angor and Lawson thought of something at the same time when they saw the pattern drawn with elegant strokes.
"Swan!"
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