Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level?

Chapter 86




Chapter 27: The Mirror Gate and the World Within the Mirror

In the core area of the Forgotten Land, surprisingly, there were no notable changes.

The dark green land remained, with foul toxins floating in the air, making it a veritable paradise for the dead.

The only difference was.

Here, not a single undead could be found.

The so-called outer district, inner district, and core area were actually just classifications based on the strength of the undead and the terrain as inferred by the fortunate survivors from the Forgotten Land. In reality, it seemed that no one had successfully entered the “core area.”

This was quite normal. From Vilyric’s previous experiences, once one entered the inner district, the undead encountered were at least above the Earth level, and the density and strength only increased exponentially as one went deeper.

In the end, one might even face being besieged by several legendary undead, along with countless Earth and Sky level undead attacking simultaneously.

Even an lv80 Guardian of Heaven had been surrounded by the fearless undead before. While this mainly had to do with Lucas’s task of ensuring those filthy things couldn’t approach the summoner, it was enough to illustrate how dangerous this place was for ordinary beings.

Even a small team of legendary adventurers would likely struggle to break through the overwhelming blockades and reach the core area.

But now, Vilyric had glimpsed the truth of the “core area.”

At what seemed to be the remnants of a former lord’s mansion, there stood a “door.”

All undead maintained at least a hundred meters distance from this black door, swirling with bizarre mist. In fact, once Vilyric and her companions stepped into this range, they had not been attacked again.

The aerial and even legendary undead could only rage and bellow outside, seemingly forced by some directive to remain denied entry.

This door wasn’t particularly large; it was about the size of an ordinary bedroom door. Rather than a door, it looked more like a mirror, from which streams of unusual magical energy continuously seeped out.

This was the magical conglomeration Vilyric had sensed before.

To be precise, it was something within the mirror.

Suddenly, a strong wave radiated outward from the foggy mirror, with Vilyric and her two companions being the first in line.

However, this time, the Priestess stopped Lucas from casting a light shield, allowing the pulling force to act upon them. She wanted to see where this mirror was trying to pull them.

However…

“?”

After a good ten seconds, the wave gradually faded, yet Miss Vilyric stood there in confusion.

This time, the pulling force didn’t manifest; it seemed this thing had intentionally bypassed her.

The girl turned her gaze and found her pet and Lucas were still there, wide-eyed and staring at each other.

“Master, this…?”

“Interesting, so something is controlling it, rather than it simply generating on its own? Seems like it got scared by your little paw.”

Glancing at the deep chasm less than ten meters from the foggy door, a smile akin to a robber appeared on Vilyric’s face.

“Hey, you were so arrogant before, but now that you’re in front of me, you seem to have lost your nerve? Today, even if you lock the door, I’m going in!”

“Xiao Guang, break it down for me!”

Edwina had been sucked into this mysterious place for several hours now.

She was now completely certain that this was definitely not the Forgotten Land, or rather, not the Forgotten Land she knew.

This was a reflection of the Forgotten Land.

The World in the Mirror.

The terrain here seemed to be a copy of the Forgotten Land but with some differences.

She had a bold hypothesis.

The reflection of the Forgotten Land in the mirror probably appeared three hundred years ago; it was meant to replicate the then Glorious City.

Three hundred years ago, someone used unimaginable means to create the City in the Mirror, and then swapped it with the real world, transporting all the beings in the city here.

This was why the Glorious City was suddenly desolate overnight and why this place, while seemingly the same as the outside world, had changed into something different over three hundred years.

But who did this, and why?

Let’s put this matter aside for now; there was an urgent problem facing the Holy Knight.

She was becoming undead.

This mirror world, being a reflection of the former Glorious City, had contradictory simulated rules, and it seemed that living beings here would automatically transform into undead.

No wonder the Forgotten Land had become a paradise for the undead; it must be that the people of the former Glorious City had transformed here and returned to the real world for some unknown reason.

Edwina, as a Holy Knight with the blessings of the divine, had some resistance to these imperfect pseudo-rules, so her transformation was not rapid.

However, if she couldn’t find a way out of the mirror world quickly, she would eventually become a mindless undead being.

The golden-haired knight grimaced as she wrapped a bandage around her arm, which had turned pale, a wound caused by a zombie bite due to the impact of the exchange during battle.

The corpse poison was temporarily cleared away using faith-based magic, but due to the rules of this place, the skin around the wound, still carrying the aura of the dead, was inevitably the first to undergo the process of decaying.

This change would gradually spread throughout her body with time; with Edwina’s current holy attribute magic skills, she could only temporarily slow the speed. To cure it completely, she must leave this place.

Standing up, Edwina began to move towards the center of the mirror world, following the guidance of her memory.

As long as she didn’t step beyond the maximum range of the mirrored world, the reverse path wouldn’t occur.

This place was different from the real Forgotten Land; the undead here were mixed together. Although this increased her probability of encountering powerful foes, conversely, it also provided her with the possibility of entering the core area of the reflection.

The reflected world must have a core, and Edwina remembered vividly that the intermittent spatial displacement waves affecting living beings on a large scale emitted from the interior of the Forgotten Land.

There had to be some connection.

This was undoubtedly a dangerous move, but it was better than just sitting there waiting to die.

The density of undead in the mirrored world was not as high as on the outside, and the mixed distribution had spread the strong ones apart. After several near-death experiences, with a few new wounds and signs of decay, Miss Holy Knight truly managed to arrive at her destination.

“This…”

Edwina pressed her mouth tightly, hiding in a corner, staring at the horrifying presence in the center of the lord’s mansion ruins, afraid that a single misstep would disturb it.

Are you kidding me? How could she possibly deal with something like that?!

That was a cocoon.

A pink meat cocoon.

Countless protruding tentacles wrapped and clung to the surrounding walls and remnants of buildings, suspended in mid-air, with a three-meter diameter cocoon pulsating rhythmically like a living thing.

By the size, it seemed to be nurturing a creature the size of a human.

Edwina could hardly believe her eyes.

What kind of monster was this?! Just standing here, feeling the influence of its presence, she could sense her undead transformation speeding up significantly, with her heart experiencing wave after wave of pain, not to mention engaging in combat with it.

Besides, if the nurturing womb was already this powerful, what on earth could be inside it?

The backside of the Forgotten Land was actually nurturing such an incomprehensible evil. If it truly hatched…

That would be a disaster for the whole world!!


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