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Part Two: The Blue Storm, The Seventh Sura, The False Prophet

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    What a weird, weird creature that is.

    It looks like a fleshy cylinder, about ten cubits high and ten cubits in diameter at the base. The whole body is covered with some kind of uneven semi-elastic scales.  At the top of the cone are four telescopic cylindrical organs, seemingly made of the same substance as the cone; these organs can sometimes contract to the point of almost disappearing, and sometimes extend to ten cubits in length.

    At the end of two of the unknown organs, there are huge hooks, like crab claws, and the other one has four trumpet-shaped red organs at the end.  There was another one, with an irregular sphere about two feet in diameter at the end, almost yellow in color, with three huge black eyes in the center, arranged in a circle.  On the top of the head, there are four thin gray-white stems, each with a flower-like organ at the top, and eight small, almost green tentacles hanging from the lower part of the head.  The base of the huge cone in the center is covered with a gray-white gelatinous substance. When it stretches and contracts, it can crawl like a mollusk.

    Next to these weird cylindrical pieces of meat, ancient arthropods with huge eyes, like Anomalocaris, were wandering in this ancient ocean. Along with them were scavengers like trilobites and animals larger than crocodiles.  Giant sea scorpion.  This is the Namib Ocean where polyps were born.

    Without the intervention of outsiders, these primitive life forms may never have evolved to the heights of later generations.

    When the indescribable Old Ones appeared over the planet Namib, the entire night sky was covered with huge fleshy tentacles and tumor cysts.  The old intelligent race, an ancient insect-like life, was wiped out.  And those lower life forms that are not qualified to be absorbed have undergone amazing changes.

    ?Perhaps it was influenced by the Old Ones.  The ancestors of the polyps awakened the expertise of psychic powers in that ancient sea, and also acquired magical abilities.  Can change into those creatures with amazing plasticity that are in the same sea as themselves.

    The psychics do not completely believe what the wise men have said.  But here, Mohadi found first-hand evidence of the Great Old Ones' existence.

    A deep coma swallowed him completely, and his dream was filled with indescribable huge monsters.

    He dreamed of his adventures to the Nine Hells of Baator, and of the wise men who told him astonishing facts - it was a huge body of flesh and blood, a tentacle.  Bone spurs and countless eyes make up its body.

    Suddenly, the images of the wise men in the dream underwent some changes.  Four thousand pairs of wings suddenly protruded from its body, and its body was covered with eyes.  This is the message of Azrael, the angel of death, in the scriptures. He has as many eyes as there are creatures in the world, keeping a close eye on everyone.  And when he blows the trumpet, the world ends.

    When the psychic woke up, the unfamiliar starry sky of Namib had climbed up to the sky.  The black velvet-like night sky was dotted with silver stars, which was different from the dream.  At this time, there are no indescribable monsters standing between the stars.

    He straightened up and sat up, with the warm beach beneath him, the sea breeze blowing on his face, and the air smelling fishy.

    There is no one around.  There was only one cunning crow, squatting on a coconut tree, looking at the psychic warlock furtively.  "Quack!" cried the crow.  "Idiot, wake up!"

    ¡°Call your mistress,¡± Muhadi said to the crow.

    "Quah. I will inform the mistress right now, but not because I am following your orders. Quack. I want to do this myself, and you have to figure it out." Satiri's magic pet answered.

    "Of course it's clear."

    "Quaa. That's pretty much it." The crow replied triumphantly.

    When the familiar light of the portal lit up, the Coral Witch walked out of the door.  Even though she tightly wrapped herself in lead-containing mage robes, her exposed eyes still looked bright.

    The two of them went straight to the point without any extra courtesy.  "Is the polyp coral more powerful than expected? I saw you fainted in the sea, blood oozing from your facial features, and then I took you back to the beach."

    "It's very powerful, but I have already dealt with their problem, there will be no more sea monsters." Muhadi said.  "It was something else that put me in a coma."

    "No wonder the sea monster's offensive seems to have stopped all over the world." Coral Witch said.  "What other reasons are you referring to?"

    "A buried ancient memory, containing some vague images, belongs to friends of wise men." The psychic explained.

    "Is it just an ancient memory? With the ability of a psychic, it can't be resisted?"

    ¡°It¡¯s incredible that I can still maintain my sanity now.¡±?.  "Those things are more dangerous than anything else we know," said the Psion.  If they really invade I can't imagine"

    ¡°If they really invade our world, then we will fight them back.¡± Sadiri continued what Muhadi said.  "If these polyps have memories of their invasion, it means that there are indeed species that can survive their invasion. If polyps can, then so can the Coral Witch!"

    ¡°Well, if you put it that way, it makes sense.¡± Mohadi said.  "Now that the crisis of the sea monster is over, let's go and inform the Pasha here, and then leave this world. I plan to go back to Atas, what about you?"

    "I'm afraid your plan will fail again."

    "" The psychic was silent for a moment, "What's the reason this time? The pasha doesn't agree to give us a magic ship?"

    "That's not true. Although he didn't show it, the Pasha himself is absolutely loyal to you. After learning that the sea monster attacks had stopped, he personally led people to pray, and your name appeared one hundred and twenty-two times in the prayer.  "Satili said.  "It's the Kalamit fleet. They arrived early and have blocked the orbit of this planet."

    "They will retreat after they find that the threat from the sea monster is eliminated." Muhadi said.  "I don't want to waste any more time in this world if they continue to block the orbit. Can you teleport us back to Athas?"

    "From a world I've never been to before? It's probably possible, but if a spell of this intensity is cast by other mages, the life force to be drained is staggering. Cast it by me. Your body can't withstand the radiation. Besides,  , the error is too great. This planet is in motion. The same goes for Atas. The portal does not have a suitable frame of reference to fix it. As soon as the door opens, the relative motion may cause it to rise into the sky or sink into the center of the earth."

    "What about transferring from Sigil City?"

    "There is no portal directly from Sigil to Athas, at least no one has discovered it yet. There is a portal leading to Mistara, but you also remember that that portal can only be passed through at a specific time and in a specific posture.  The next time it will be opened will be a month later.¡±

    The Psion thought for a while, "A tough question. I don't want the Calamites to find me first."

    "Are you worried that they will use this opportunity to publicize and intensify the division among the followers of the First Cause?" Coral Witch guessed.

    "That's right, and the relationship between Camilla and I is not a smooth road." Muhadi thought to himself that Camilla was willing to be loyal to him because she mistakenly believed that she was the incarnation of the Taichu Warlock.  Does she still think so now?  Or maybe Camilla was right all along and she was actually the one who was wrong?  "As for Malik Sultan, he is not reliable. I always feel that he is hiding something from me."

    "He is a Witch King, and the Witch King always has at least three conspiracies going on at the same time. You are right not to trust him." Satiri said to Mohadi.

    "You are very prejudiced against the Witch Kings." The psychic shrugged.

    "If you have ever been oppressed and hunted by one of the Witch King's minions. Have been attacked by three others, you may also develop the same prejudice as me. In addition, even if you don't use a stereotype to evaluate a person, just look at the horse  What Lik did. You know he is definitely not a good person. On the contrary, although Oronis was once a Witch King, I believe him now."

    Mohadi nodded.  "That's right. Also, the Oronis you mentioned is the tenth fighter of the Prime Warlock. The lizardman executioner? I thought he was dead long ago."

    ¡°That¡¯s a long story, I¡¯ll tell you when I get the chance.¡± Satiri said.  "What matters is. What do we do now? Hide?"

    "It's no use, the Pasha and others have seen us, and we can't keep this secret," said the psychic.

    "Then let's" Coral Witch was suddenly interrupted mid-sentence.

    Dazzling bright spots suddenly appeared in the black velvet night sky, like new stars suddenly born.  Immediately afterwards, those bright spots began to fall downward, not very fast at first, and even difficult to detect with the naked eye.  But then, the falling speed of the bright star gradually accelerated, getting faster and faster.  Their brightness also gradually increased, casting long shadows on the two people on the beach, pointing in different directions.

    "They are attacking this worldwhy?" The psychic looked up at the night sky and muttered to himself in confusion.

    "Extermination orderbut the sea monster has obviously stopped attacking." Satiri also felt a little incredible.  "Why did they arrive in such a hurry and attack immediately? They didn't even have time to evacuate the colonists on this planet?!"

    they do notIt was to exterminate the sea monsters. Muhadi suddenly realized that they were coming for him¡ª¡ª

    It¡¯s not surprising that the invaders quickly broke through the battleship¡¯s defenses.  The design of this battleship is based on the Hongyang Giant Monster. It focuses on external firepower, but it is helpless against the small enemies invading its interior.  When the enemy's mage destroyed the battleship's mystery lock and forcibly teleported to the bridge, the invaders had already won half the battle.

    Now, the few remaining Templars stand back to back holding scimitars. They are heroic warriors who fulfill their duties.  Although the enemy mages were overwhelmingly powerful, these few people did not show any signs of flinching.  In fact, no one escaped during this short but fierce battle, which made Danjar greatly relieved.  There was no need to let these loyal subordinates die in vain. He waved his hand to signal these people to retreat.

    Those few Templar warriors had no reason to abandon their leaders and face the powerful enemy alone, but their duty was theirs and they could not disobey orders.  The leading templar nodded to Danjar, and then left with his men.  When those people left, they kept looking back.  There was both determination and coldness in his eyes.

    There are only two intruders.  A well-groomed witch and her psion companion.  The latter, like the female mage, wore robes and a turban.  But his exposed eyes still betrayed his psychological surprise.

    "What's the matter? It seems that meeting me again scares you." Danjar's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he faced the two intruders without fear, even though they almost wiped out everyone on the bridge as soon as they showed up.  Half of the guards.  "Or have you decided to give up resistance?"

    Mohadi looked at the psychic who faced him without fear. He looked almost exactly like him, with the same nose bridge and cheekbones, and the same height and body shape.  If anything, the man in front of him was older than he looked.  There are already some white hairs on the temples, and there are some wrinkles on the corners of the eyes.  This person almost looks like himself twenty years from now.

    By her side, Satiri also noticed that this man was unusually similar to Muhadi.  She turned around and asked the psychic in a low voice: "Don't tell me that you have a long-lost twin brother or something like that."

    ¡°You¡¯re using my image,¡± Mohadi said, feeling a controlled rage.  "Tell me, is this how you deceive my followers? Are you the false prophet who creates division?"

    "What an ironic accusation, especially considering that it comes from your mouth." The Great Psion Danjar really stared at Muhadi, keeping a distance of twenty steps between the two.  There were several corpses of Templars lying in the middle.  The way the two were confronting each other was a bit like a scene from a famous classical painting.  "It reminds me that I haven't officially introduced myself yet I am Ajibai Muhadi, Messenger of the First Cause. But to everyone else, I am Danjar, the Star Shifter,  Architect of destiny." He spread his arms.  It's like the actors on the stage are greeting the audience's applause.

    ¡°No matter how you imitate my appearance,¡± Mohadi said with a stern face.  He said decisively.  "You can't become me either."

    Danjar laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke.  "Do you think I am the thief who stole your identity?! Tell me, isn't the real thief yourself?!"

    Mohadi tried to retort, but Danjar seemed to have guessed his counterattack before he could.  "You're confused, aren't you? You think I'm talking nonsense. Then do you dare to tell your fellow mage what your real name is among the wise men in the depths of Baator's Nine Hells?!"

    Sadiri glanced at Muhadi in surprise, and the latter was shocked. She didn't know how Danjar knew the secret about her real name. He couldn't be there, right?

    Seeing that Muhadi did not speak, the Great Psychic Danjar continued, "Don't want to admit it? It doesn't matter, I can say it for you. In the Nine Prisons of Baator, many wise men have admitted that your real name is the Taichu Warlock Ra  Jatt¡¯s real name, you are him, and you are the enemy!¡±

    Muhadi didn¡¯t know what the expression on his face was at this moment, and he probably unintentionally exposed the shock in his heart.  Because Danjar has been staring at himself with his sharp and clairvoyant eyes, trying to find exploitable flaws in his own reactions.  And judging from his performance, he seems to have found it.  "I'm curious how I know the answers of the wise men? No need to guess, I didn't go to Baator. I know because I already knew that you are just an incarnation of Rajat. The man who calls himself Mohadi has long been  He died and was replaced by the Prime Warlock."

    He turned to the Coral Witch, "I guess you are Satiri. Apart from you, there are no other people today."No mage has this kind of strength.  Look, I don't want to be your enemy, and we've never been enemies.  "

    "Let me tell you what he won't tell you," Danjar said.  "He calls himself Mohadi, but he is not a native of this multiverse, but comes from another place"

    "I know this, he didn't hide this." Satiri said to Danjar warily. So far, she is still standing by Muhadi's side, but the distance between the two seems to have widened invisibly.

    "Oh? Then did he tell you that as soon as he came to this world, he accidentally encountered a remnant soul and a trace of the primordial warlock Rajat? Did he tell you that Rajat was very interested in him at that time?  Showed the power of the mind demon? Used him as a tool to resurrect himself and defeat the Witch Kings at the same time?!"

    "It seems not, I can read it from your expression." Danjar continued.  "In order to prevent the Witch Kings from discovering their resurrection plan too early, the mental demon seed was set to delay its effectiveness. But like other mental demon species, it will slowly corrode the host's consciousness and character, and eventually replace it.  ."

    "Rajat the War Spreader, think about it, did his teachings bring more war to Athas and the multiverse? Think about it, when he was in the Purity Fortress, Rajat possessed him  Is this just a coincidence?"

    "Are you curious why I call myself Mohadi? Because I am him, the real him. When he first became a psion, he created a psicrystal servant. A psion's psicrystal servant is made from fragments of his own soul.  , can be regarded as the incarnation of the true body, and I am the spiritual crystal servant who obtained the body and freedom by chance. I have the soul of the real Muhadir, which was uncorrupted before the mind demon replaced his mind.  True soul."

    "You want to call me a false prophet?! In fact, you have unknowingly turned into a false prophet!" Danjar faced Mohadi again.  "I do not believe in violence, and I am not willing to do anything to you. If there is even a trace of the real Muhadir's soul in your consciousness, then you should know that what I said is right. Don't let Taichu  The warlock controls you!¡±

    "Give up your resistance and let me save you. The consciousness of the Prime Warlock will make you resist my suggestions, but if you want to be saved, you must suppress these thoughts." Danjar finally put forward his proposal.  "A tool of destruction can also be a path to redemptionRajat's mental demon seed made you lose yourself. Now, accept the mental demon seed I show you, and you can regain your life!" (To be continued!  .)
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