In a remote village in the south of the United Kingdom, it has been cloudy lately, and rumbling thunder can always be heard from the clouds.

I haven't seen the sun for three days in a row, and the adults don't think anything other than complaining that the sky is not beautiful. However, a few children, who did not know whether they had been affected by evil or were frightened by this rare weather, even said that they saw a huge shadow moving in the clouds. Most of the villagers laughed at this nonsense as child's nonsense, except for the old witch doctor in the village, who frowned silently when he heard it, saying that seventy years ago, when he was just a child, he had seen a huge shadow in the sky.

As he said this, he silently looked up as if he had returned to seventy years ago. If his gaze could penetrate the thick clouds and reach thousands of meters into the air, then he would know that what he was seeing was not an illusion.

Above the clouds, at a very high place that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime, the sun is softly shining on the clouds. From above, the thick clouds spread out like a piece of land, and on that 'land', the great shadow of Ouranos floated slowly, and spun lonely above the dome over which no bird would fly. No one would know that thousands of people were busy in this giant ball named after the god of the sky.

At this moment, in a huge circular hall at the bottom of Ouranos, an improvised emergency meeting is underway.

In the center of the venue is a blue spring. Along the spring water, there are seats that can accommodate about 1,000 people.

The invitation to the meeting three days ago was sent to a total of 307 in-house insect masters from all over the continent with the 'Heart of Mahuraga', who traveled from all corners of the continent to the headquarters of Ouranos for three days to participate in the meeting. This is not a very difficult requirement for most insect masters. Even Ouranos' branches across the continent provided teleportation services to all participating insect masters. But now three days have passed, and less than half of the registered insect masters have responded to the association's invitation to participate in the meeting.

Phoenix, sitting on one of the five unusual benches in front of the room, was so small that his legs dangled as soon as he sat on the chair, and only one head barely protruded from the table.

Phoenix walked around the venue with black and white eyes open, looking at the mostly empty seats, and couldn't help but scratch his head, thinking that the prestige of the association was really getting worse.

The crowd in the audience turned their heads and ears to each other, and they were in a mess, and they didn't take him as the host in their eyes at all. He looked at the two people on the left and right, and the old man on the left had his eyes closed and his mouth open, his head sinking and snoring loudly from time to time. The beautiful woman in purple on the right is facing a small mirror, looking at this and that, with a few eyebrow pencils and lipsticks in front of her, and one will be wiped on her face.

Phoenix's immature face showed a tiredness that didn't match it, and he sighed at the thought of being the youngest séance in the guild, and he felt the weight of his responsibility. Still with a serious expression, he struck the hammer on the table hard. "Silence!"

The room was a little quieter, and one person raised his hand, but before Phoenix could signal, he stood up and said, "You mean, the Guild just found the last source device, right?"

"Yes. Phoenix said.

The venue, which had just quieted down, was in a commotion again, and he had to hammer the hammer continuously to maintain the silence.

At this moment, a circle of ripples rippled in the spring water in the middle of the venue, and the ripples became more and more violent, and with a bang, a huge water-blue monster came out of the pool.

The monster is composed entirely of water, and its snake-like body is covered by a feminine cheek, but only below the nose can be seen. Above the nose is covered behind a mask.

"Mohuraka, tell me about the boy's situation. ”

"Yes. The serpent-faced monster bowed its head slightly, and it was a woman's voice, soft, with a soothing power.

"The following is an analysis of the information related to the target cocoon and the source device.

The target cocoon is 'human', the gender is male, and the 'cocoon' age is 19 years. Through the observation of the 'cocoon' state, there is no trace of 'knots'. At present, the source device is eroding the target cocoon, but the source device erosion has remained at 23 to 27 percent for three days, and there is no further deterioration. The insect force reaction that does not belong to the source device was measured from the target cocoon, and it was neutralized with the erosion insect force of the source device, which was the reason why the erosion could not be further developed, and it was speculated that this insect power came from an unknown device carried by the young man, and the manifestation form was a black knife, and the true form was unknown.

The future development of the 'cocoon' is predicted, and the information is insufficient to predict. ”

After Mohuraka calmly finished the current analysis report, Phoenix nodded to her, and the huge serpentine human-faced monster slowly sank into the pool again.

The venue was unusually quiet for a while. Everyone had strange expressions, as if the serpentine monster had said something incomprehensible, and someone wanted to open their mouths to ask questions, but they couldn't stop talking.

After a while, someone finally raised their hand.

"Based on the report of Mahuraka just now, can I understand that a person who doesn't know how to connect with the 'knot' has a black knife that can compete with the source device, so that the source device cannot completely erode him?"

"It seems so understandable at the moment. The third time, there was another commotion. And this time, Phoenix also lost his attempt to maintain order, and he let the insect master in the venue say, "How is this possible. "Dreaming. "There must be something wrong or something. Sighs like that.

They need time to digest the news. Even he himself was amazed when he first heard Mohugara's analysis. Someone raised his hand and asked, "Can I know the origin of the boy and the black knife?" ”

Phoenix shook his head, "The boy is in a coma, and he won't know until he's awake." ”

It took a while for the venue to gradually fall silent. At this moment, a young man with short brown hair raised his hand, and Phoenix looked at the tattooed left side of his face and recognized this person as the only remaining seedling of the Mime family.

"Eu, please speak. ”

The boy stood up, the tattoo on the left side of his face glowing, and seemed to be moving slowly. "And what is the Association going to do with this newly found source device?" the boy asked what many people wanted to ask as well.

I saw Phoenix sitting upright and said, "The main topic of this meeting is to discuss how to deal with this last source device. At the moment we have two options, one is to forcibly separate the source from the juvenile and find a new host for the source device. It's just that doing so can trigger unforeseen consequences. ”

"The second is to wait and see, maybe the source device will eventually completely erode the young man, or the black knife on the young man's body will drive the source device out, or" Phoenix paused, glanced at everyone present, and said, "The source device will recognize the young man as the host." ”

Both methods were full of uncertainties, and everyone present was inconclusive for a while. There are all kinds of opinions, and they are arguing with each other. At this moment, a fiery red hair jumped out of the crowd, and this person was none other than Handel, who had personally brought back the boy and the source device.

The beautiful woman in purple on Phoenix's right, who had been ignoring the content of the meeting, suddenly raised her head, supported her chin with her hands, and stared at Handel's tall and straight figure with a pair of red eyes.

"Be careful, saliva is going to come out. Phoenix whispered when he saw him. When Ziyue heard this, she hurriedly wiped her mouth, her eyes still looking at Han Deer.

I heard him say aloud, "I want to ask you to pay attention. The source weapon is different from the gods, and the four source weapons that have appeared so far, the Holy Maiden's Cardinal Coffin and Iron Judgment, the Barbarian King's Heart-Calling Sword, and the Ulysses of the Visioner, all of them are the source weapons that have found their own hosts. Is it possible, maybe it is no coincidence that this teenager was eroded by the source organ. ”

"Do you mean to give the source device to someone else?" the boy with the tattoo on the left side of his face stood up again.

"I didn't say that, just to draw attention to the possibility. ”

The boy snorted. "The twilight war in the south is the same, how many small countries have been destroyed, how many people have been displaced. The association doesn't care. What neutrality, non-interference. Now the world is going to be in chaos! Is that possible?"

I only heard Phoenix hammer and said, "This meeting is to discuss how to dispose of this source device, not to discuss things that are not related to the topic of this meeting." ”

"Okay, then I'll talk about something relevant. The strength and influence of the association have deteriorated over the years, which is obvious to all. And the countries on the continent below are getting stronger and stronger. Seeing that the situation is getting more and more chaotic now, and the war is about to burn, may I ask what the association will do to quell the war. Or do you have to ignore it this time, until the tragedy of the 'Catastrophe of the Devouring Sun' repeats itself?"

"Yes, the power of the Source Device must be in the hands of the Guild. The boy's words resonated in the venue, and many people agreed with him.

The 'Catastrophe of the Eater of the Sun' was an eternal pain for the Association, which advocated neutrality and non-interference at the time, but did not expect such a tragedy to happen. Since then, the internal wind of the association has gradually changed, and many people believe that the association, as the most powerful force on the whole continent, has the responsibility and obligation to maintain peace on the mainland.

However, some people expressed concern, "But what if something happens to the forced separation? If you can't get it right, the insect power of the scale of the 'Sun Devouring Tribulation' will erupt, and I'm afraid that this Ouranos will be in ruins. ”

For a while, the meeting was at an impasse, and no one could convince anyone. At this moment, there was a sound of snoring, and the old man sitting on Phoenix's left stretched out.

Everyone in the venue looked at him, this old man has accompanied the association through ups and downs for more than two hundred years, and he is the most prestigious person in the association except for the sleeping 'mother'.

I saw him slowly open his eyes and say in an old voice, "Since everyone can't take it for a while, don't pay attention." I don't think it's better to wait for the boy to wake up. At least figure out where the black knife came from. And now the boy and the source device are in the association. As a last resort, it's never too late to forcibly separate. ”

The old man said that it was a non-reluctant solution. Now I have to do it. The proposal received the majority support, and the meeting came to an end.

After the end of the game, Handel was about to leave when someone stopped him behind him.

"Mr. Handel. Handel turned around and saw the tattooed face. "Young Master of the Mime family, is there something wrong?"

"My tone wasn't very good just now, I hope you don't care, sir. Mime Yu said.

Han Del laughed heartily, "It's okay, Young Master Yumu is also thinking about the association, I can understand it." ”

Mimeyu nodded, and said, "I want to ask Mr. Handel, what does the black knife on that young man's body look like?"

Handel was a little strange, but he still said, "The blade is slender, the whole body is pitch black, the blade is not sharp, and it looks similar to a wooden knife." Why, do you know anything about this black knife?"

"The blade has no edge, it's like a wooden knife. Mime Yu muttered. At this time, a somewhat sturdy woman beside him grabbed his arm, "Eve, isn't it?"

Mime Yu nodded and said to Handel, "Perhaps, I know the owner of the black knife. ”