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Chapter 141 Battle in Dreams

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Chapter 141 Battle in Dreams

  "I am a Dawn Knight, which belongs to Sequence Six of the Warrior Path. It is characterized by having giant-like strength and high attack and defense power."

"Extraordinaries of this sequence can condense light into different weapons, and master extraordinary abilities such as Armor of Dawn, Sword of Dawn, and Storm of Light."

Father Utravsky explained in detail all the extraordinary abilities and characteristics he had mastered.

Renekton nodded repeatedly. As expected of the warrior path, it is indeed very powerful in terms of combat effectiveness and has no obvious shortcomings.

If I have to say a shortcoming, it's probably that the skills I master are not flashy enough. Extraordinary abilities are useful, but lack functionality.

After listening to Father Utravsky's description, Renekton quickly constructed a suitable battle plan in his mind.

Then he imitated the extraordinary ability of a psychiatrist, leaving himself with psychological hints that he could maintain his sanity in dreams, so as to avoid being deceived by Father Utravsky's negative personality who used the spiritual world to be divided into many layers.

After giving the psychological suggestion, Renekton turned to Father Utravsky, nodded slightly and said:

  "I'm ready."

Father Utravsky nodded, handed an ordinary candle to Renekton's hand, and reminded:

  "This is the Nightmare Candle. It allows the holder to enter the deepest part of the target's mind and materialize the corresponding scene."

"It should be noted that you cannot stay in the spiritual world for more than five minutes, nor can you be killed, otherwise your spirit will die and your body will become a vegetative state."

"I see."

Renekton nodded slightly, then lit the Nightmare Candle.

The moment the candle was lit, Renekton felt that the environment around him began to change. The psychological hints left for him before and the characteristics of the Nightmare Candle allowed Renekton to maintain enough clarity and rationality in the spiritual world. .

Renekton felt as if his consciousness was constantly falling, and he felt that the surrounding environment was falling downwards.

Until everything stabilized, Renekton was already on a deck full of fog.

Renekton looked around and saw that the visibility on the lower deck was only a dozen meters in fog. Renekton stepped forward cautiously, leaving a pattering sound on the deck.

Just after taking two steps, Renekton suddenly had a picture of himself being stabbed from behind with a sword.

"Prophecy?" A word flashed in Renekton's mind, and then his inspiration was triggered.

Renekton quickly bent over, stepped forward and rolled around. Before he could get up, a huge sense of crisis hit him again.

Renekton had no choice but to roll sideways again, and a two-handed sword fell on Renekton's previous position, bringing up a shower of sawdust.

"Light!" Renekton whispered a word in dragon language before he got up.

A blue-white light appeared in the eyes, the pupils shrank, and then a dazzling light erupted.

The next moment, an invisible wave spread out, and Wia, like a giant dragon, appeared on the deck. The psychiatrist's ability to shock follows.

After interrupting the offensive rhythm of Father Utravsky's negative personality, Renekton stood up from the deck again and took two steps back.

The effect of the spell's flash has passed, and the deck has once again returned to its foggy appearance. Renekton also saw clearly the negative personality of Father Utravsky.

A middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with light and sparse eyebrows, and less obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, cheeks, and mouth. He is over two meters tall and has a very strong build. He is dressed like a sailor at sea.

Overall he looks like a younger version of Father Utravsky.

While sizing up the negative personality of Father Utravsky, Renekton used the ability of an astrologer to condense the bright stars surrounding him one after another to create a huge transparent amber.

The two-handed sword in the hand of Father Utravsky's negative personality is covered with a layer of brilliance like the morning sun, giving people a sharp, solid, heavy and generous feeling.

The next moment, this exaggerated morning sword struck the transparent amber around Renekton, leaving a trace of light.

Renekton didn't care about the negative personality attacking him. This transparent amber barrier was not something that a Dawn Knight could cut through in one or two strokes.

Renekton, who was originally very satisfied with his defensive effect, saw the negative personality of Father Utravsky swinging the Great Sword of Dawn in his hand like a one-handed sword, and the sword was flying.

The transparent amber in front of him was quickly covered with traces like the light of the morning sun, as if it would break at any time.

Renekton's eyes were surrounded by blue-white fluorescence.

"Frost!" The words in the dragon language were spoken softly from the mouth, and crystal clear streams of light fell from the surrounding mid-air. These streams of light fell on the deck, quickly covering the surrounding area with a thick layer of frost. Layers of brilliance appeared on the negative personality wielding the Great Sword of Dawn, which condensed on the surface of the body like substance, forming a full-body armor.

The stream of light fell on the armor and formed layers of ice crystals, sealing Father Utravsky's negative personality in a piece of ice crystal.

Dense cracks appeared on the ice crystals, and Father Utravsky's negative personality could escape at any time. Renekton waved his hand gently, and the transparent amber that had been chopped and full of marks turned into little stars and disappeared.

Renekton, who had become proficient in fighting in dreams, no longer hesitated and attacked with all his strength.

The next moment, stars appeared one after another around him, densely packed and dazzling. These stars shed light one after another and merged into a magnificent giant pillar of light.

The negative personality of Father Utravsky, who had just broken free from the ice crystal blockade, was shrouded in the giant pillar of light. The Dawn Armor on his body was dissolved by the starlight, and gradually collapsed and dissipated. The Dawn Sword in his hand also began to disintegrate.

Father Utravsky's negative personality wanted to break out of the starlight, but the dense surrounding ice crystals that had not completely disintegrated hindered his progress.

Father Utravsky's negative personality had no choice but to stop. The Sword of Dawn in his hand burst out with an inconspicuous burst of light, and then he inserted the Sword of Dawn into the deck in front of him, and the giant sword disintegrated.

One after another, the fragments of light like the morning sun are densely packed and countless, forming a shimmering and violent sharp hurricane. The giant pillars of light formed by the intersection with the starlight confront each other.

Under the control of Father Utravsky's negative personality, the storm of light attacked Renekton. At the same time, it was constantly being dissolved by the starlight and failed to truly break out of the starlight.

The confrontation lasted for about a minute, and the Dawn Knight's light storm gradually weakened. Father Utravsky's negative personality was completely swallowed up by the giant pillar of light formed by the convergence of stars.

Father Utravsky's negative personality did not last long under the starlight, and was soon completely eliminated.

The scene reflected by the Nightmare Candle gradually faded and disappeared. Renekton found himself still holding the Nightmare Candle tightly, standing two meters in front of Father Utravsky.

Father Utravsky sat quietly, as if everything just now was just a dream.

After coming to his senses, Renekton returned the Nightmare Candle to Father Utravsky.

Father Utravsky took the Nightmare Candle handed over by Renekton, with a rare smile on his face. He saluted and thanked him and said:

  "Thank you for your help. I can feel that the negative personality in my body has been completely eliminated. This battle is cleaner than I expected."

"It's important to prepare in advance, and since I'm already a Sequence Five Beyonder, I have a great advantage in facing your negative personality."

Renekton explained with a smile, and then found a place to sit next to him.

Father Utravsky nodded slightly and asked:

  "What kind of payment do you want?"

"The medicine man's potion recipe, plus let me stay here as a rabbit. There is enough space for it to grow plants."

Renekton lifted Bugs Bunny, who was sitting quietly aside, and placed him in front of Father Utravsky.

Father Utravsky looked at Bugs Bunny and easily judged that he was an extraordinary creature. Somewhat curiously, he asked:

  "It took the cultivator path's potion?"

"Yes, it's a Harvest Priest now."

Renekton nodded slightly and said.

However, Bugs Bunny's Harvest Priest's potion hasn't been fully digested yet, which is why Renekton wants him to carry the Harvest Church with him for a while, hoping that here he can have the opportunity to act and digest the potion.

Father Utravsky nodded slightly: "No problem."

Bugs Bunny was fiddling with the top hat on his head unhappily. He really didn't want a rabbit to stay here.

Following Renekton at sea, he experienced too many battles, which caused too much harm to Bugs Bunny's little mind. He always thought that the outside world was so dangerous and that battles would break out at every turn.

Father Utravsky got up and left the church hall to get a pen and paper to write down the apothecary's recipe. As soon as I reached the door at the back of the church, the door was pushed open from the other side.

A man with black hair and red eyes, his hair slicked back, who looked about twenty-seven or eighty years old, handsome, with undisguised arrogance in his brows, walked out from behind the door.

Renekton sensed the fluctuations in the spiritual world and looked up to see the young man looking at each other with Father Utravsky. To be precise, he was a young vampire.

"Um, sorry, I think I might be lost."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 142 The Unlucky Vampire

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Chapter 142 The Unlucky Vampire

Emlyn White, the unlucky vampire who got lost here, explained to Father Utravski with an embarrassed look on his face.

Perhaps Father Utravski's hill-like figure was too oppressive. Emlyn White's first reaction was to find an opportunity to escape, which he did.

With the speed that a vampire is proud of, Emlyn's figure was like a black shadow, running out at extremely fast speed, but was immediately stopped by Father Utravsky.

A strange vampire broke into the church without him noticing, which made Father Utravsky a little angry. The other party's attempt to escape made the priest even more suspicious that this strange vampire had another purpose for appearing in the church.

A thick black mist filled the air behind Emlyn, transforming into a group of palm-sized illusory vampire bats and rushing towards Father Utravsky.

Renekton shook his head as he watched and used dark spells in front of a Dawn Knight. Emlyn was also a tough guy.

Father Utravsky paused for a moment, and the next moment, the entire church was filled with bright and holy morning light. Although it was not as good as the light prayer's summoned holy light, it was enough to dispel some dark spells.

The vampire bat that Emlyn transformed was quickly melted away. Father Utravski stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the surrounding light condensed into a chain.

Emlyn, shrouded in the morning light, was caught by Father Utravski before he could react.

Emlyn, who was tightly bound by the chains condensed by the morning light, struggled for a long time but could not break free. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and glare at Father Utravsky, and said a few words like a roar:

  "Damn it! How could you treat a noble vampire like this!"

"Why did you break into the church? What is your purpose!"

Father Utravski questioned Emlyn seriously.

"I told you, I just got lost accidentally!"

Emlyn defended himself.

Renekton and Bugs Bunny watched this scene with great interest. Bugs Bunny even took out a fruit and started chewing it. This was much more interesting than growing fruits at home.

Under the pressure of Father Utravski, Emlyn reluctantly handed over the master key that made him lost. He stared at Father Utravski angrily, with a feeling that he dared to be angry but dared not hold back. Feeling of humiliation.

"Haha!" Renekton, who was watching the show on the side, couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Renekton's laughter irritated the nervous vampire.

Renekton stared at Emlyn, who had been untied but did not realize that he no longer had the urge to escape from the church. He shook his head slightly and said:

  "A vampire ran into the Church of the Earth and left nothing behind. Do you think you can leave?"

"It's the Vampire! What do you mean? I've already given that magical item to you!"

Emlyn's voice suddenly raised a level, and he looked warily at Father Utravski, who was as tall as a hill and extremely oppressive.

"I'm not from the Earth Church. I'm just here to do something."

Renekton defended himself, and then said jokingly:

  "Didn't your elders tell you that the Church of the Earth likes to persuade you ignorant vampires to return to their lost ways?"

Emlyn's eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief at the priest who was sitting aside and didn't express any opinion, but was feeling oppressed, and moved his body back slightly:

"Impossible! We will only believe in the great ancestor!"

"Isn't the Earth Church afraid of arousing the anger of the entire vampire clan when doing such a thing?"

Renekton thought of Yas, who had been promoted to Blood Baron with the help of the Church of the Earth. It is not difficult for Lilith to persuade the vampires. If it were not for hiding their identity, all the vampires would have been persuaded by Lilith's Earth Church.

Thinking of this, Renekton let himself look at Emlyn with a hint of pity in his eyes and said:

  "Now you vampires have not expressed your opinion on this matter! Moreover, belief is voluntary, and no one is forcing you."

"Impossible! Our belief in our ancestors will never change! At least, at least I won't!"

Emlyn retorted without much confidence.

Not paying attention to Emlyn's rebuttal, Renekton directly asked Father Utravsky in front of Emlyn what he planned to do with the vampire:

  "Father, are you going to put this vampire in the basement?"

"It's a vampire! Also, you can't imprison a vampire who has not violated any laws."

Emlyn said before Father Utravsky could answer. Father Utravski glanced at Emlyn, and the vampire's arrogance was instantly dampened. Then he handed Renekton the Alchemist's potion formula that he had already written, and then said:

  "This is the pharmacist's formula. This reckless vampire, I plan to let him reflect in the basement for a while."

He took the pharmacist's formula handed over by Father Utravsky, looked at it, folded it and put it in his pocket. Then he ignored Emlyn, who wanted to resist fiercely, and gave Father Utravsky an opinion:

  "Father, I have a suggestion. Harvest Church seems too deserted if you are alone, and if you have to do everything yourself, wouldn't it be too troublesome?"

"It's better to let this unlucky vampire become a volunteer. This can be regarded as a punishment for him, and it can also make him feel the joy of harvest and the preciousness of life!"

Although Renekton himself didn't think that he could experience the so-called joy of harvest and the preciousness of life by working, Father Utravsky agreed with this idea.

"What do you mean? You want to lock me in a dark basement, and you want me to be a volunteer?"

"This is absolutely impossible! You can't treat a noble vampire like this! Don't go too far!"

Emlyn strongly objected.

Renekton looked at the unlucky vampire and shook his head in his mind. It had been so long and he hadn't noticed that he had been given a psychological suggestion, nor had he noticed that his behavior was abnormal.

Renekton reached out and touched the rabbit sitting next to him:

  "This vampire is a bit stupid, don't imitate him while you stay here."

"Who are you calling stupid? You idiot for talking to a rabbit!"

Emlyn felt that his dignity as a vampire had been severely challenged today.

Father Utravsky didn't pay attention to the quarrel between Renekton and Emlyn. He picked up the Nightmare Candle that was put aside and planted it under Emlyn's puzzled gaze. He went to the Harvest Church to volunteer every day. Psychological suggestion.

"Wait, you used psychological suggestion on me? No wonder I didn't even think of leaving this church."

Emlyn realized somewhat belatedly that he had been planted with psychological hints.

Renekton shook his head at the belated Emlyn and stood up to leave the Harvest Church.

As soon as he stood up, his inspiration was touched, and he reached out to catch a piece of light yellow paper in the void in front of him. He took it in his hand and looked at it. It was Frank's reply to himself:

My dear friend:

I have asked the captain about the recipe for Wind Blesser, and the captain said that she does not have the relevant knowledge.

I think so. If there was a magic potion formula for the Wind Blesser, the captain would have given it to Autolov and Nina.

The captain already knows about your stay in Backlund, and she asked me to ask you a favor. You should know that the Ambassador of Intis to Backlund, Backlund Jean Madan, was assassinated in Backlund's embassy, ​​but the official explanation given for the assassination was the Moss Trappist Order.

The captain wants you to help investigate the inside story of this matter. The reward she promises is to help you find the windblessed potion formula.

You can help me with this or not, but I think it's better not to get involved in something like this that involves a country and a large organization.

In addition, the captain is also very interested in spiritual warlocks. Let me ask you if you can tell her the relevant knowledge.

Your friend at sea: Frank Lee.

After quickly reading Frank's reply, Renekton borrowed a pen from Father Utravsky and wrote a reply to Frank directly on the back of the letter.

After writing the reply, he picked up the light yellow paper on the table and threw it gently into the air. The paper returned to the spirit world by itself, and the book courier then delivered the letter to the Future.

After replying to Frank, Renekton turned to Father Utravsky and said goodbye:

  "Father, I'll take my leave first. I will send this rabbit over tomorrow so that it can learn how to become a real harvest priest."

"no problem."

Father Utravsky nodded slightly, stood up from his seat, and performed the rites of the Earth Church to Renekton.

Only Emlyn and Father Utravsky were left in the Harvest Church. The two looked at each other, and Emlyn shrank his neck.

He wanted to leave this church, but his body began to move involuntarily and began to wipe the candlesticks.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 143 This chapter has no title

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Chapter 143 This chapter has no title

  After leaving the Harvest Church with Bugs Bunny, we found a taxi and returned to Minsk Street.

After returning to the room, Renekton immersed himself in the development of secret techniques. The progress of the secret technique instructor's potion digestion was slower than Renekton expected.

Perhaps the repeated development of the same type of secret technique will reduce the effect of the performance. Except for the first Plague Doctor figure, which directly made him digest a large amount of potion, the feedback from the subsequent unicorns and Balrogs was not as good as the second one. One time that big.

In order to digest the magic potion of the secret master as quickly as possible, Renekton wanted to try to analyze the mysterious reproduction he had mastered, so as to develop new secret skills.

It wasn't until the evening that Renekton dragged his mentally exhausted body out with the crow Anu to find the body of the homeless man in the East District and bury it.

Under the cover of darkness, Renekton easily took away a dozen corpses.

The corpses were still brought to the Allston Cemetery on the outskirts of the South District. Crow Anu skillfully arranged the ceremony to requiem the corpses, then pushed the corpses into the dug graves and buried them.

After completing his role as a gravedigger, the crow Anu flapped his wings and circled several times in the air with excitement.

"Boss, I feel like the potion is about to be digested!"

"So fast?"

Renekton was surprised. Anu, the crow, was digesting the potion faster than he expected. It seemed that he usually found opportunities to perform.

"I have to change the cemetery next time. If too many graves are added here in a short period of time, abnormalities will be discovered,"

After doing some processing around him, Renekton whispered to himself, then took the crow Anu into the spirit world and disappeared into the cemetery.

Not long after, Renekton walked out of a small alley in the Jowood District. A black crow then flew out of the alley and disappeared into the night.

In Backlund, it was not strange to keep a crow as a pet, but it was a bit strange not to put the crow in a cage, so Renekton let the crow Anu fly back first.

After Renekton quickly found a restaurant and packed his food, he took a carriage back to the streets of Minsk.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Renekton saw Klein being questioned by the police on the dark side of the street.

Before Renekton, who was curious, could ask what happened, a police officer turned his attention to Renekton, who was approaching him, and said with a serious face:

  "Routine inspection!"

The smile on Renekton's face froze. He had always used the identity of Al Tynes outside. If he handed over his ID, he would be rounded up by the Church of Storms.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to watch the excitement."

Renekton muttered under his breath.

Klein, who was not far away, heard this and looked at Renekton quite speechlessly. He thought that the other person came over to help him, but it turned out that he wanted to watch a show. With complicated emotions, I sighed in my heart:

  "This style is very Al!"

The next moment, an invisible spiritual fluctuation echoed around him, and Klein saw the two police officers in front of him and the police dog next to him frozen in place.

"Won't you get your gun and bullets back?"

Renekton reminded Klein, who was watching him.

After hearing this, Klein took back the gun bag and bullets he had just handed over, and did not forget to ask:

  "What did you do to them?"

"Under hypnosis, I didn't make a new identity disguise when I arrived in Backlund. This identity is still a pirate with a bounty on my head and cannot be exposed."

Renekton explained, then put his hand on Klein's shoulder, stepped into the spirit world, and returned directly from the spirit world to his rented house.

"Those two police officers will wake up after a while and forget about their encounter with us."

Renekton explained.

He walked to the restaurant with the dinner he had brought back, greeted Klein, and started eating his dinner by himself.

Klein did not leave directly, but took a chair across from the dining table and sat down. He looked at Renekton and asked curiously:

  "You didn't put on a new identity disguise when you arrived at Backlund. Does that mean your identity at sea was fake?"

"Of course, after all, I still have the identity of the Church of Knowledge. Being a pirate cannot use my identity."

Renekton nodded slightly and explained.

Klein then asked:

"So, the Al Tynes you told me about before is just a fake identity?"

Renekton nodded first, then shook his head and said:

  "Another identity, but it cannot be regarded as a false identity. This is not an identity that I can throw away after use. I will use the ability of audience channels to separate these two identities in the future."

Without waiting for Klein to ask, Renekton continued:

"I have two extraordinary characteristics in two different ways, namely the reader and the secret peeper."

"You want to ask why I didn't lose control? Because I didn't take two portions of the magic potion directly, and I was still suppressed by the aura of a higher level." "After I become a demigod, I will find a way to peel off one of the ways. characteristics, inherited by another identity."

"Can it still be like this?"

Klein felt incredible. Whether it's the extraordinary characteristics that the other party said has two different paths at the same time, or the separation of identities and the stripping of characteristics.

Renekton nodded slightly. Telling Klein these things was part of the plan. After that, he would need the other party's help to strip himself of the Extraordinary characteristics of the Reader Path.

Grandpa Pales is just a backup option. In comparison, Renekton still believes in Klein more.

"Of course, do you know the Thief's Path?"

"As they advance in the sequence, they will change from stealing items at the beginning, to stealing extraordinary abilities, stealing other people's ideas, and finally stealing other people's time and destiny."

Klein quickly understood what the other party was thinking:

"You want to use the thief's ability to steal the extraordinary characteristics of one of the pathways, and then transfer it to another separated clone?"

"Won't this clone inherit the extraordinary characteristics of the original body? If the clone dies, will the characteristics return to the original body?"

"No, the clone separated by the audience's ability is a brand new individual. Whether it is in a mystical sense or a real ritual, it is an independent individual. The clone will have its own destiny."

Renekton explained the differences in the clones created by the Beyonders in the audience path.

After hearing this, Klein's eyes widened in disbelief:

"In this case, wouldn't it be difficult to kill the Beyonders in the audience path?"

"Why do you first think of how to kill the audience? High-sequence audiences are indeed difficult to kill, but low-sequence audiences are still very fragile."

Renekton was a little curious as to why Klein's first question was that it would be difficult to kill the Beyonders in the Audience Path.

Klein wanted to explain, but the next moment he heard an illusory layer of pleading sounds in his ears, and he could vaguely tell that the voice was that of a woman.

Thinking that maybe the task he had entrusted in the name of a test had come to fruition, Klein found an excuse to leave and returned to his house across the street.

"Leaving in such a hurry? Mr. Fool is really busy with business!"

After sighing slightly, Renekton lowered his head and continued eating his dinner.

I don't know if Klein forgot about it or didn't care, but he didn't come back to Renekton to talk about the previous topic.

Destiny, on the other hand, would come over from time to time, and Renekton would always ask if he had any clues about the opportunity for his promotion.

Destiny is like a magic stick, always saying that fate has decided everything, and all he needs to do is move forward steadily.

I don't know if it was his own misunderstanding, but Renekton always felt that Destiny had a special respect for fate. Compared with his status as an extraordinary person, Renekton felt that Destiny was more like a giant baby being taken care of by fate.

In the evening, Klein knocked on Renekton's door again.

The rabbit and crow were both gone, so Renekton had to open the door himself.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Klein's very serious face. Renekton was slightly surprised. It was rare to see Klein with such a serious expression. Then he turned his body sideways to let Klein enter the room, and asked:

  "What happened? You look so serious."

Klein did not go in, but stood at the door, took a deep breath and said:

"I found the whereabouts of Lanerwus, and I need your help!"

"Lanervus?"

After thinking about the relevant information for a moment, Renekton nodded and agreed:

"No problem, when?"

"tonight!"

"I have already tried my best to notify the Church of the Night, but I still want to go and see for myself. It would be best if I could kill him myself!"

There was an imperceptible sadness in Klein's tone when he spoke.

Renekton was a little surprised that Klein not only looked for him, but also notified the Church of the Night. But I didn't pay too much attention to it. It didn't cost money to find the Church of the Night, but I might be charged for it.

"There is a high probability that Lan Ervus has the support of the Aurora Society. The Church of the Night may not succeed. You may still have a chance to deal with him personally."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 144 Intercepting Lanerwus

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Chapter 144 Intercepting Lanerwus

  Waiting until late at night, Klein opened his eyes from his sleep:

  "It's almost time, let's go!"

After nodding slightly, Renekton took two steps forward and put his hand on Klein's shoulder, preparing to pass directly from the spirit world.

"Boom~Boom~"

There was a knock on the closed door at this time. Before Renekton opened the door, he heard Destiny's voice:

  "I got a little inspiration. If you can get that very evil item tonight, there will be additional developments."

Renekton, who was about to open the door, paused for a moment. He could sense that Destiny left the door after finishing speaking.

He turned around and looked at each other for a moment, then said:

  "I probably know what the evil item he was talking about is!"

"What is it?"

Klein asked curiously.

"Some remnants of the true Creator!"

After saying this, without waiting for Klein to react, Renekton took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to hold Klein's wrist, and stepped directly into the spirit world.

When they appeared again, the two of them had arrived at the East Balam Dockyard at the pier.

After looking around for a while, Renekton pulled Klein into the spirit world again, and then appeared on a nearby bell tower.

"It seems that the actions of the Church of Dark Night have not started yet."

Renekton said as he looked around.

"Well, let's wait for a while!" Klein nodded gently, his mood seemed very restrained.

Renekton didn't speak anymore, his eyes were slightly glowing with blue-white fluorescence, and he stretched out his hand to make a dragging motion in the shadow in front of him. The shadow was dragged like a substance, and then covered the two people's bodies, covering up all traces of their figures, breath, and existence.

Klein turned his head slightly and glanced at Renekton, and said with some surprise:

"Is this the ability of a hermit? You seem to have analyzed a lot of extraordinary abilities."

"It used to be that after I was promoted to the secret arts instructor, I adjusted this extraordinary ability and incorporated some of the secret abilities of the dark night path."

"When I was at sea in the first half of the year, I caused trouble everywhere just to record more extraordinary abilities. Unfortunately, most of the pirates were hunters and sailors."

Renekton replied quite proudly.

Klein glanced at the guy next to him, whose real name he still didn't know, with a complicated expression. He was exceptionally talented at causing trouble and adjusting the atmosphere. His original serious mood was completely ruined by this guy.

Klein couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked the question he had always been curious about:

"What's your real name? You don't have to say it if you don't want to. I'm just curious about your true identity."

Renekton glanced at Klein, whose expression turned serious again, smacked his lips and said:

"Rekton Soth, the identity I am using now is also mine. The only difference is that one is wanted and the other is not."

"As for his identity, he can probably be regarded as a wage earner stationed at the Church of Knowledge under Knowledge Wilderness. He also worked part-time as a pirate on the Future and as a member of the White Tower at the Tarot Club."

"You have quite a lot of identities! So many."

Klein sighed. He thought he had almost guessed the other party's identity, but it turned out that the other party had more identities than he guessed.

"Very young?"

Renekton caught what Klein didn't finish.

"You" Klein was shocked.

He thought that the other party was going to show off his identity as a time traveler, but he hadn't thought about how he would be exposed.

"coming!"

Renekton interrupted Klein's unspoken words and stared into the distance. A huge airship painted in dark black was flying towards this direction. The blades of the airship rotated quietly without making a sound.

"We can talk, don't be too nervous, I've covered up to a certain extent."

Renekton reminded Klein, who was quietly slowing down his breathing.

As soon as he finished speaking, Renekton felt that Klein's breathing was stagnant, and then recovered, as if nothing happened, but he looked at Renekton with some resentment in his eyes.

Renekton defended himself:

  "We were chatting just now, so we didn't have time to say anything, and you didn't even ask these questions!"

Klein let out a long breath, kept his eyes fixed on the dark-painted airship, and said:

  "There is no sound. It must have been processed using extraordinary abilities. But this is a densely populated city. If you send an airship here, aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring the surrounding citizens on a large scale?"

"The Night Path is very good at concealment. As for accidental injuries, there must be related extraordinary abilities or sealed objects to solve it, or it may not be useful at all."

Renekton thought about it and came up with a reasonable guess.

After the airship approached here, it began to slowly descend, and finally suspended in mid-air about ten meters. Three figures in black trench coats quietly appeared in front of the small brick-red building where Lanervus was located. Klein stared closely at the leader among them.

The next moment, Klein's sight was blocked by Renekton's hand. Seeing Klein turn his head, Renekton retracted his hand and said:

  "Don't stare at each other all the time. Although I have done some cover-up, this is only for ourselves. Too strong a gaze will still arouse the other person's vigilance."

"I see."

Klein nodded slightly, and then continued to observe the movement ahead, but this time his eyes became softer and casual.

"Want to see what's going on inside that house?"

Renekton asked aloud.

"Is that okay?" Klein turned his head and looked at the young man standing next to him.

"Relax, don't resist."

Renekton nodded slightly and said something, and then a bright purple light bloomed in his eyes. His sight penetrated all obstacles and saw what was happening in the mirror world created by Sealed Artifact 1-63.

His right hand gently patted Klein's left shoulder. Under Klein's confused gaze, Renekton's eyes filled with purple halo looked at each other and shared the scene he saw with Klein. .

"This is called real-time imaging 2.0. I developed a secret technique when I was idle and bored. I can establish a connection through looking at each other and transmit the pictures in my mind."

Renekton stared at the small brick-red building in front of him, peering through the wall and the mirror world to see what was happening inside.

Through the connection with the spell, Klein also had the image Renekton saw in his mind.

The Nighthawks team led by the Goddess Sword Sesima is in conflict with a "giant", but the battle scenes are a bit weird. The giant's attacks are always just a hair's breadth away from the three Nighthawks, and they can never truly attack the Nighthawks.

"What a weird ability. Is it probability or luck?"

Klein asked in a low voice.

"Doom, Night Path or Dark Path, there is a sequence called the Knights of Disaster."

Renekton gave the answer.

The battle in the mirror world went particularly smoothly. The bone sword in Saisima's hand was inserted into the ground that was penetrated by flesh and blood. The "giant" who turned into flesh and blood and merged into the ground only had time to condense a face full of despair.

As the shadows around Sesima squirmed, three more Extraordinaries from the Aurora Society were shot and killed by the Nighthawks.

Just as Klein was about to sigh at the power of the Nighthawks, the figure of Lanerwus appeared in the picture in his mind, and he walked down the dim stairs unhurriedly.

Lanervus chatted with Sesima for a few words, and then he suddenly pulled open the linen shirt he was wearing, revealing the skinless dark red flesh between his chest and abdomen.

The images in Klein's mind were filtered by Renekton, and he did not notice the aura of the true Creator.

But he saw the glass-like shattering of the space around Sir Sesima and the others in his field of vision, and the sudden disappearance of the images in his mind.

Klein looked nervously at Renekton next to him. The incident just now clearly indicated that something had happened.

Renekton endured the headache and stretched out his hand to wipe away a line of bloody tears from his eyes. As a secret peeper, he could see more things, which also caused him to suffer the most serious injury among everyone present.

Without the vision provided by Renekton, Klein couldn't see what was going on inside the house, but he saw that the gas street lights in that area were extinguished one by one.

It became dark over there, and a feeling that impressed him extremely deeply broke out there.

It is the feeling of essentially overlooking and crushing all sentient beings.

"Al? Are you okay!"

Klein stretched out his hand to support Renekton, who was shaking a bit. He suppressed the trembling in his body and soul and asked aloud.

Wiping away the bloody tears from his eyes, Renekton unexpectedly discovered that the aura of the true Creator could not have much impact on him.

To be precise, it can't affect my spirit, and my body will still tremble because of it.

After a while, after becoming a little familiar with the physical discomfort, Renekton spoke:

  "It's okay. I saw the projection of the true Creator. The Secret Peeper can see more things, which hurt me to a certain extent. Fortunately, I often come into contact with the Hidden Sage. This level of damage is still bearable. within range."

"How could this be?"

Klein felt his teeth chattering as he spoke.

The next moment he felt empty around him, turned his head and found that Al was missing.

Klein frowned. He intuitively thought that Al had entered the small brick-red building.

"That very evil item? Additional expansion?" Klein thought of the hint given by the mysterious old man when he set out before.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 145 Lanerwus Death!

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Chapter 145 Lanerwus Death!

Renekton's figure suddenly appeared inside the brick-red building, and a paper man folded from a piece of light yellow paper appeared beside him simultaneously.

Before Sesima and the other Nighthawks could react, the surrounding scene was quickly pulled apart like a pulled curtain.

"Is this?" Saisima was stunned for a moment, looking at the suddenly brightening environment around her. She and others were teleported from the building to a desert where it was still daytime.

Saisima inserted the bone sword in her hand into the yellow sand on the ground, and a rich darkness quickly spread, swallowing up all the surrounding light.

"Secret? How is that possible!"

Saisima murmured in disbelief, her frown deepening.

The connection between the Sword of the Goddess and the Goddess of Night was severed.

After isolating the Nighthawks team of the Church of the Night in Utopia, Renekton did not hesitate and directly recited the honorable name of the Hidden Sage. The aura of the true Creator cannot be handled by himself.

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

A ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people suddenly appeared. It seemed to have moved from the infinite distance of the spiritual world, ignoring the distance, and suddenly descended here.

This light has no entity, and seems to be composed of streams of complex information, moving like a torrent in an illusory manner.

A black mass with countless eyes poked out from the torrent of information.

Renekton, who noticed in advance, immediately closed his eyes tightly, cutting off all his perception of the outside world.

The Hidden Sage's true form was not covered up at all this time, and Renekton's spiritual intuition was giving a frantic warning. .

At the same time, Renekton also noticed that the sage characteristics in his body were about to activate, which even gave Renekton the illusion that his status was rapidly rising.

On the bell tower in the distance, before Klein could get rid of the trembling in his body and the wandering thoughts, he felt another terrifying aura coming. This aura was more intense and real, as if a great being had really arrived.

"What did Al do?"

Klein whispered in a hoarse voice. He felt as if his head was about to explode. It seemed as if everything around him was turning into information, trying to get into his head.

The arrival of the Hidden Sage lasted only a short moment, and then left in a hurry.

It seems that just now with the arrival of the Hidden Sage, a magnificent consciousness has also arrived here. The Hidden Sage is avoiding conflict with the other party.

Renekton opened his eyes again. A transparent amber the size of an adult's fist, wrapped in twisted flesh, floated in front of him out of thin air.

The moment he saw it, Renekton understood that this was what the true Creator had left in Lanervus, a carrier seedling He had prepared for His coming.

Renekton reached out and took out the bright red flesh and blood wrapped and restricted by transparent amber, as if frozen. It looked like a hanging figure or a strange-looking sapling, with the divinity of the true creator on it.

He glanced at the direction in which Lan Ervus was escaping, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

During the brief appearance of the Hidden Sage, the opponent did not lose control and collapse because of the legacy of the True Creator. After the legacy of the True Creator was stripped away, he decisively took the opportunity to escape without saying a word.

The surrounding darkness became thicker, like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved, as if something was about to come out.

"As expected of the sword of the goddess, it will soon break through the isolation of Utopia."

With a whisper, Renekton quickly stepped into the spirit world and returned to the bell tower.

"Langleus took the opportunity to get into the sewer and ran away. Are you going to chase him now? I have memorized his breath, and he can't escape my sight."

As soon as the figure emerged, Renekton immediately asked.

Klein, who wanted to ask what happened just now, heard this and no longer thought about it, nodded repeatedly and said:

"Chasing, go now."

Renekton put his hand on Klein's shoulder and took Klein into the spirit world before the people on the airship recovered from the influence of the Hidden Sage.

Following Lanruth's aura, Renekton pulled Klein and appeared in the maze-like sewer.

Starlight appeared around Renekton, densely packed and dazzling. These starlights quickly flew around, casting down streaks of starlight, miraculously building a transparent and bright barrier.

Lanerwus's steps as he ran forward paused, and he instinctively sensed the danger. With the help of his own dark vision, Lanerwus could clearly see the person chasing after him.

A boy with blond hair and brass-colored metal-rimmed glasses was the guy who chanted the name of the Hidden Sage before.

Next to him was a man wearing a long black trench coat and a funny clown mask on his face.

As soon as he saw the person chasing him clearly, Lanruth quickly jumped to the side.

Dang! A tarot card was inserted on the wall of the sewer behind him. Its height was exactly the same as the height of Lanerwus' neck.

call out!call out!call out!

  Without giving the opponent time to react, Klein threw out more cards.

"Slow!" Standing still, Renekton muttered a word in dragon language, giving Lanrevus a negative effect.

Lanervus only had time to dodge in embarrassment. His heavy body made it impossible for him to completely avoid the flying card knives shot at him. Deep or shallow wounds were left on his shoulders, thighs and other non-vital places.

The fierce attack left Lanerwuss with no time to think about who the other party was? Why are you chasing yourself so hard?

A card with stars, a water bottle, and holy water on the front was buried in the ankle of Lanruth's right leg. Lanervus fell directly to the ground as soon as he stepped forward. Lanervus kept rolling on the dirty ground full of filth in the sewer, and the cards were submerged into the ground one by one.

The next moment, a Tarot card depicting an angel and a trumpet sank into Lanervus' neck.

But then all the Tarot cards inserted into Lanervus' body were ejected in an instant. His neck, chest, and all the exposed skin began to squirm crazily, and disgusting-shaped granules grew out one after another.

The granulations glowed with an iron-colored metallic luster and were densely connected together, like a pair of armor.

This is the flesh-and-blood magic that Lanruth obtained from the contact with the true Creator during this period.

when! The tarot cards that Klein shot were blocked.

"Sun!" Klein whispered an ancient Hermetic word.

A golden spell that looked like gold turned into fly ash in Klein's hand. The next moment, Klein shot out a Tarot card covered in pure, bright light.

The flying card knife inserted into Lan Erwusi's chest as if it were nothing, and sank into his heart.

The radiance with purifying power purified all the remaining evil power in Lanerwus' body, and the flesh and blood that wanted to squirm and heal quickly died.

Lanervus looked forward with helpless eyes and asked intermittently:

"who are you."

"Why do you want to kill me?"

Before he could answer, Lanerwus's body fell to the ground of the sewer, and his breath was completely cut off.

"He's dead." Renekton reminded him aloud.

Klein was silent for two seconds, took off the clown mask on his face, took two steps forward calmly, then suddenly increased his speed and kicked Lan Ervus in the head with all his strength.

Lanerwus, who had already had a flying card knife inserted into his neck before, had his head blown away by Klein's kick. It hit the starlight barrier in front of it hard, causing ripples.

Lanruth's head was smashed into pieces, and a patch of red and white splattered out.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Klein lowered his head and laughed crazily, his voice getting louder and louder, and his laughter was uglier than crying. Just like a crazy clown!

Renekton's brows jumped at the sight. Although he knew the reason, Klein's current appearance still looked a little eye-catching, like a crazy clown.

"Sometimes, in my opinion, the name of the potion is more like a description of the fate of the extraordinary."

Renekton said this as if he was feeling something.

"Destiny? A clown's fate?"

Klein murmured in a low voice:

"team leader."

One drop after another slid over, forming a line on Klein's face.

After regaining his composure, Klein wiped away the remaining tears on his face and glanced at Lanervus' body and the tarot cards still inserted in his body.

Originally, he wanted to take a look at how many Tarot cards were scattered around, but without dark vision, Klein could only rely on the thin light emitted by the surrounding starlight barrier to see a little something.

In the previous battles, I relied on my spiritual vision to identify the location of Lanerwus, but using my spiritual vision to find ordinary playing cards was completely useless.

"Can you help me do some on-the-spot counterdivination? There are too many tarot cards scattered around."

Klein turned his gaze to Renekton, who had been standing aside without moving.

"can."

Renekton waved his hand, and the surrounding starlight barriers quickly disintegrated, turning into dots of starlight and dissipating.

With a layer of starlight in his eyes, Renekton reached out and pulled twice in the void, and the information in the surrounding spiritual world was disrupted. All divination of sites or objects is subject to interference, resulting in incorrect or confusing answers.

"Thank you!" Klein nodded slightly. He noticed the spiritual fluctuations around him.

Approaching Lanervus' body, Klein rummaged through and found a badge the size of an eyeball, with some spiritual brilliance quietly shining on it.

Apart from that, there is nothing else, no cash, materials or anything like that.

Then, Klein took out the remaining Tarot cards and scattered them all randomly on Lanervus' body, some with the front facing up and some with the back facing up.

The intersection of Lanruth's corpse and the patterns, numbers, and patterns created a very symbolic picture.

Klein walked back to Renekton, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Reck suddenly understood, and then pulled Klein into the spirit world and left the sewer.

(End of this chapter)