Even when facing such bizarre things, Aiven and Olivia retreated step by step.

The group of broken porcelain figures, both old and young, quickly broke through the layer of gray mist and appeared completely in front of them, surrounding them in an instant.

Compared to the initial female porcelain figure, the degree of damage on these later figures varied.

The most intact one had only a thin crack right in the middle of its face; the most seriously damaged one had a large black hole covering its entire face, neck, chest, and extending to the waist.

The more severe the damage, the stronger the sense of danger they exuded.

There were also different colors on their bodies.

The most common solid colors: celadon, white glaze, black glaze dominated, with sporadic porcelain figures of other colors, and even rare varieties with two colors, three colors, and gorgeous patterns.

These might be exquisite porcelains that not even the "Peacock Islands," the reputed birthplace of porcelain in this world, could produce.

In situations of similar damage levels, the more vibrant the color and complex the pattern, the stronger the aura of these porcelain figures.

Yet, without exception, when the porcelain figures moved, they made no sound, as if they had been standing there all along.

If it weren't for Aiven's [Life Magnetic Field] already permeating the forest, allowing him to clearly perceive their presence, one would almost think these porcelain figures were mere illusions.

Clearly.

After the ban on [Magic Elements], it didn't mean that all types of magic abilities couldn't be used.

Abilities rooted in "soul," "body" rather than "magic elements," such as spiritual power, spiritual energy, combat qi, and others, were evidently unaffected.

Like those broken porcelain figures, which were clearly driven by some powerful spiritual energy, even though their bodies couldn't move a single joint, they still managed to run swiftly.

"Evil spirit? Puppet? Unique life form?"

Hundreds and thousands of varied heights of broken porcelain figures stood there densely packed, the heavy pressure already descending upon the two of them.

Not to mention, in "Spiritual Perception," the unabashed desire for human souls emitted by the opponent.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the sea, where vision was restricted, even the [Golden Compass] wouldn't point out a safe path for them.

"Not knowing how many strange things are in the distant mist, do we have to choose a direction to forcibly break through?"

Eyes flashing brilliantly, tacit understanding between them, Olivia's skin gradually lit up with the engravings of the [Light Spirit Circuit], while a faint thunderous roar emanated from Aiven's body.

However, before the two could act.

Whoosh!

An arrow came piercingly through the air, ripping through the air with a loud noise that instinctively turned all the porcelain figures towards the direction of the arrow.

The next moment.

That seemingly stone-splitting arrow easily shattered the porcelain figure closest to Aiven into pieces.

Then, several more similarly spectacular arrows scattered into the densely packed array of porcelain figures.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

With thunderous explosions, flames soared into the sky.

The porcelain figures instantly fell into chaos, instead of fleeing, they all rushed towards the direction of the explosions, thus opening a path for Aiven and Olivia.

"Gunpowder?"

Both immediately looked towards the direction from which the arrows came.

But the moment they saw their reinforcements, they were even more shocked than seeing gunpowder appear on a primeval island in the "Broken Star Sea."

The one who shot the arrows to rescue them was a... orange cat standing on the treetop?!

Although its size was much larger than an ordinary cat, it was only equivalent to a human child just over one meter tall.

Wearing a wide-brimmed leather hat decorated with a red feather, a white cloak over its shoulders, holding a bow with a sword at its waist, and wearing deerskin boots on its feet.

The orange cat saw Aiven and Olivia looking at it, quickly waved at them, and a youthful voice with a hint of naivety clearly sounded in their ears:

"Shh, don't make a sound! These [Residues] only attack targets that make noise.

Hurry over, the heroic Royal Knight Tom will protect you."

This sound-controlling skill shocked Aiven and Olivia once again, because the orange cat used a very orthodox combat power!

Even though part of the functions of the [Eye of Profound Wisdom] were sealed, Aiven could generally judge its three-dimensional attributes were all above five, making it a true Great Knight.

"A warmhearted orange cat knight using gunpowder and combat power? Well, in the Broken Star Sea, that's hardly unthinkable."

Aiven and Olivia exchanged glances.

Although these porcelain figures were peculiar, their overall strength didn't pose much threat to them.

But since they were new here with unclear circumstances, and a friendly... uh, Mr. Orange Cat appeared, it was better to accompany him first.

Suppressing the impulse to directly attack the porcelain figures, the two held hands like a couple fleeing disasters, and immediately ran towards the tree where the orange cat knight was.

Meanwhile, Tom continued to shoot special arrows into the distance, attracting the attention of porcelain figures, buying time for their escape.

"Keep running forward, don't stop, I'll keep them at bay a while longer before catching up to you.

Low-level [Residues] have only 'hearing' as a sensory organ, but they move very fast; if a mortal is touched, their soul will be instantly absorbed.

"Although I don't know how you ended up in the depths of the 'Gray Forest,' the biggest secret to surviving in this dangerous place is to not make any noise."

Obviously, because of Aiven and Olivia's excellent control over their "Life Magnetic Field," the Orange Cat Knight didn't notice the ocean-like power within them.

"Damaged ceramic people? [Residue]? Sir Tom, thank you for your help. Indeed, you are a noble knight."

As a monarch at the top of the feudal system, Aiven certainly knew how to flatter an orthodox knight.

"No need to thank me, it is my duty. Protecting civilians and helping the weak is the knight's responsibility!"

The Orange Cat replied righteously, with a holy glow on its very cute cat face.

This was clearly a Great Knight walking the path of [Mercy] among the Eight Great Virtues, a remarkable figure who practiced his beliefs by both words and deeds.

So cute that one couldn't resist wanting to pat his cat head.

Tom, unaware of the disrespectful thoughts of the two, continued to hurry them along while shooting arrows:

"You need to leave quickly! Huh? Something's not right!"

Aiven, who had been using the [Life Magnetic Field] for reconnaissance, also noticed the movement behind them at the same time.

The damaged ceramic people suddenly scattered and disappeared in the blink of an eye despite the loud noise around them.

Meanwhile.

Clang clink...

From a certain direction in the mist, the sound of breaking ceramics echoed repeatedly, but ceramic people in other directions seemed to avoid the noise, and didn't show up again.

The culprits of this eerie situation appeared in front of the group swiftly; there were four of them.

These guys, who seemed to have just killed many ceramic people, were also damaged ceramic people themselves.

However, they seemed to be repaired using the "Porcelain Repair Art," with their broken ceramics pieced back together with resplendent gold liquid and gold pins from waist to face.

Two with green glaze, one with black glaze, and another with red glaze, they had a unique imperfection beauty compared to complete ceramics.

"Delicious... soul..."

"Soul... good..."

"Want to eat..."

Their intelligence was clearly much higher than that of their broken companions, able to express simple meanings, and their limbs were moving more like a normal human's.

The strength in their bodies skyrocketed, with each reaching the level of Tier 3 Extraordinary.

The Orange Cat didn't realize that their "gaze" swept straight past him, fixated on the powerful souls of the Great Wizards Aiven and Olivia standing behind him.

With a slightly trembling and urgent voice, he said:

"Today is a New Moon, not a Full Moon! How are these terrifying [Echoes of Residue] out here? You must run, I will try to buy you one minute... no, half a minute."

However, the response he got was...

Boom—!!!

The long-repressed aura on Aiven exploded, shining like a blazing sunstorm.

The hands of the two held together like a conduit, with Olivia acting as an external power source, channeling her energy into Aiven.

Their [Life Magnetic Field] merged seamlessly, achieving the formidable state of [Divine Power] resonating with the planet's magnetic field.

Then.

Above Aiven's head suddenly erupted a sea of thunder, a line of blazing white sharpness like a fish or a saber burst forth, slashing fiercely at the four [Echoes of Residue].

[Scenic: Thunderous Dragon Roar]

A magnificent and domineering lightning struck, and the four ceramic figures fell to the ground without a sound, their gold liquid melted, and their ceramic pieces scattered across the ground.

"You... you are a 'Titled Knight'? I hadn't heard of your name, which is unbelievable."

In shock, Tom quickly jumped down from the branch, removing his hat and looking somewhat flustered.

Aiven hadn't said anything yet, and Olivia, seeing the cat head presented in front of her, couldn't help but eagerly reach out.

She tentatively patted his furry head lightly.

"Ah, respectable lady, I am a heroic knight, please respect my profession."

So she patted again.

"Purr... Oh, damn, what's happen... it can also be not so respectful, meow~"

This Royal Knight Orange Cat was not much different from a real house cat.

Tamed successfully!

A few minutes later.

After greedily taking all the gold from the [Echoes of Residue], the Orange Cat Tom invited them again.

"Generous sirs, please honor me with your presence at my home, meow~"

The great knight seemed to have awakened to something strange.