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Chapter 146 Fire Prevention, Theft Prevention and Amon

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Chapter 146 Fire Prevention, Theft Prevention and Amon

Not long after Renekton and Klein left, Sesima, carrying a pure white bone sword, arrived here with the Nighthawks from the Church of the Night.

They stopped a few meters away from the body. With the help of dark vision, everyone saw the body of Lanerwus in front of them.

Sesima's face showed obvious anger. After he relied on the Goddess Sword to break through the strange barrier, he found that his target Lanerwus and the mysterious man who suddenly appeared were both gone.

At the same time, all the church members stationed in the outside world were affected by the evil god's hidden sage, and were in a very bad state. He wanted to continue tracking Lanerwus, but the traces of the other party were covered.

It was with great difficulty that the extraordinary person from the church divined the traces of Lanerwus, and he immediately rushed over with the Nighthawks team.

Lanruth's body, the surrounding walls and the ground were all covered with tarot cards.

All of this looks like the scene of some weird ritual, and Lanrewus is the sacrifice destined to be sacrificed.

Sesima sighed silently, there were too many things involved in this incident, including Lanrevus, the person who reported him, the Aurora Society, the True Creator, the Hidden Sage, and the person who killed Lanrevus.

The figures of Klein and Renekton were quickly outlined in the house at No. 15 Minsk Street.

The moonlight outside the window shone into the living room through the glass window, and Klein felt that his soul had gained a rare peace of mind.

After completing his initial revenge, Klein clearly felt that he was less depressed and his mental state was better.

"You seem to have changed a bit, which seems to be a good thing."

Renekton vaguely noticed the slight change in Klein's state and spoke.

"Well, thank you very much for tonight."

"What do I need to pay?"

Klein nodded slightly and then asked about the reward.

Renekton waved his hand:

  "No need, I've already gained something!"

Then he raised the piece of transparent amber wrapped in scarlet flesh that he held in his left hand.

Klein nodded and did not continue to ask about the reward. Instead, he looked at the transparent amber in the other person's hand with great curiosity and the frozen flesh and blood inside and asked:

  "what is this?"

"The thing left in Lanervus's body by the true Creator is the carrier for Him to come here through the seal. However, it is only a seedling and does not meet the conditions for Him to come."

Renekton answered based on what he had observed.

"Did you seek help from the Hidden Sage at the East Balam Shipyard?"

Klein recalled another high-level aura that came not long after the aura of the True Creator erupted.

"It's not asking for help, but the Hidden Sage came for a brief moment, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get this piece of flesh and blood with the true Creator's divinity so easily."

"The evil god is coming!"

Klein's face suddenly turned ugly. The area of ​​the East Balam Shipyard was not a no-man's land. If the Hidden Sage really came directly and briefly, it would definitely be a disaster for the people there.

"It won't be a big problem. He has done some covering up. You should have noticed that the aura of the Hidden Sage has not spread widely."

"People who stay around there will only get a headache for a while and gain some messy but useless knowledge."

Renekton explained. He himself didn't expect that the Hidden Sage would be so organized in his work, and it didn't look like the style of an evil god at all.

Before reciting the name of the Hidden Sage, Renekton actually hoped that the goddess of the night could stop the influence of the Hidden Sage.

With the Goddess Sword of the Church of the Night and Klein's involvement in this matter, Renekton believed that the Goddess must also be paying attention to the development of the matter.

Renekton even felt that the Hidden Sage was more reliable in doing things than the Storm guy who liked to strike people with lightning.

"I always feel that the Hidden Sage is a little different from what I imagined. I didn't notice his madness at all."

Renekton whispered secretly in his heart.

Klein took out the only trophy obtained from Lanervus, the eyeball-sized badge.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, in addition to the symbol symbolizing destiny and concealment engraved on the front, there is also a very compact circle of ancient Hermetic inscriptions on the back:

  "If you have this item, you can join!"

"Is this the symbol of some secretive organization?"

Klein asked as he handed over the badge in his hand.

With just a glance, Renekton could already recall the relevant memories:

  "Hermit of Destiny! Don't go to a gathering of thieves. Amon may be mixed in there!!"

"Thief? Amon?" Klein's expression was obviously confused. Renekton hesitated for a while, and decided to tell Klein all the relevant matters. There would be no problems in preventing fire, theft, and Amon.

Very skillfully, he poured himself a cup of hot water and then leaned on the sofa:

"The thief path I mentioned to you before, as well as the diviner and apprentice, they belong to similar paths."

"Amon is the angel king of the Thief Path. This path is good at deception and theft. In addition, based on the special mythical creature forms of your three paths, Amon can also create many clones."

"A clone may be strong or weak, but its personality is at the angel level. Combined with the thief's ability to steal and deceive, his clone can have any identity."

Klein's expression gradually changed from solemn to numb, and he could already imagine the fear of everyone around him being someone else's clone.

"Amon is hostile to me?"

This was Klein's guess based on the fact that Amon's clone was mixed into the Hermit of Destiny and Al refused to let him go.

Renekton thought about his words and then said:

"I may not be hostile to you, but I must be hostile to Mr. Fool, the kind of life-or-death kind!"

"Why?"

Klein's face turned slightly pale.

"That place above the gray mist! It belongs to Origin Castle."

Without giving Klein a chance to ask questions, Renekton continued:

  "You know the relationship between Sequence 0 and uniqueness of the corresponding path, right? Source Castle is equivalent to the uniqueness required for promotion of Sequence 0 of the three paths of Thief, Apprentice, and Seer."

"Can I be promoted to Sequence 0?" Klein subconsciously swallowed. He probably understood why the Hidden Sage invested in himself, no, he invested in Mr. Fool.

"Above the sequence, I like to call it the old days. The knowledge wilderness I mentioned to you before is the same thing as Source Castle."

"It's just that the wilderness of knowledge belongs to two paths: the voyeur and the knowledgeable."

In order to prevent Klein from being too repelled by this information, Renekton also told the news about the Knowledge Wilderness.

"So this is the root cause of the conflict between the Hidden Sage and the God of Steam?"

Klein thought of the Hidden Sage's answer when he asked him about the return he needed for his investment.

Renekton nodded and said:

  "Yes, similarly, this is also the reason why all true gods are hostile to each other."

Klein didn't expect that he would know so much secret information all at once. After digesting it for a while, he regained his thoughts and said again:

  "So, Mr. Fool has a hostile relationship with the angels and true gods of the three paths of soothsayer, apprentice, and thief? And I will be affected by this?"

Renekton didn't pay attention to Klein's words to separate the Fool from himself, nodded and said:

"To be precise, there is no true god in these three paths. The one closest to the true god is Mr. Men, but Mr. Men has been exiled by the goddess of night and the storm. There are currently no other angels in the door path."

"You don't have to worry too much. As long as you are not unlucky enough to hit Amon's clone head-on, you will be fine. If the sky falls, Mr. Fool will hold it up."

Renekton said something that was not a comfort. Who made Klein not confess that he was Mr. Fool?

  Klein took a deep breath. He was not comforted at all. Mr. Fool was him, and he still had to deal with these problems by himself.

In fact, Klein really wanted to ask the other party why he could maintain such a good attitude. After all, the opponent of the Hidden Sage is a true god. Once the battle between the Hidden Sage and the God of Steam is lost.

  "I still have the status of being the Blessed One of Knowledge. At worst, I can just stay in the Church of Knowledge and study and take exams every day!"

Renekton spoke as if he had some foresight.

"Is this a prophecy? Or an intuition? I didn't even say it."

Klein asked as he looked at Renekton in surprise.

"Intuition enhanced by the power of prophecy."

Renekton directly stated that he had a sage characteristic that gradually integrated into himself.

Klein looked at Renekton with some sympathy.

"What's that look in your eyes! The number of angel-level characteristics in the entire world is fixed, and my treatment can make a lot of Extraordinary people hungry to death."

Klein's words of comfort were blocked in his mouth, and he knew that Al didn't need other people's comfort at all. He would only stimulate other people's mentality.

"What do you know about Origin Castle?" Klein changed the question that he was more concerned about.

"You should ask Mr. Fool! Origin Castle is his territory."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 147 A dream with revelations

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Chapter 147 A dream with revelations

  "Then, what do you think of Mr. Fool?"

Klein turned the question from the Origin Castle to Mr. Fool on the Original Castle. He wanted to take the opportunity to ask the other party's views and attitude towards the Fool. At the same time, he was also curious about his connection with the gray mist.

Renekton didn't talk much about the topic of Sefirah Castle, but instead talked about other things:

"Let me tell you news, the Hidden Sage is not the true god, he is just the uniqueness of activation."

Under Klein's surprised expression, Renekton continued:

"It is the uniqueness activated by the wilderness of knowledge. With the wilderness of knowledge acting as a substitute, the hidden sage is infinitely close to the true God."

"Being activated?" Klein captured the key point in Renekton's words.

He probably understood what the other party wanted to express. The other party believed that the Fool might be the only one activated by Source Castle, just like the Hidden Sage.

"So, in Al's eyes, he and I are the same kind of people? So his behavior in front of me is very different from other times, without too many disguises."

"Unfortunately, I am not Mr. Fool's favored one. I am Mr. Fool himself, and I cannot be the only one who has been activated."

"I am more confused. The more I know, the more questions I have."

Klein acted very silent, but countless thoughts were running through his heart quickly.

"It's getting late, go to bed early!"

Renekton reminded Klein, who was brainstorming, and then stood up from the sofa, took a sip of water from the cup, stepped into the spirit world, and returned to the room across the street.

Klein was still thinking about the problem of Origin Castle, and before he could react, Renekton had already disappeared into the living room before he could speak.

Klein looked at the empty living room and sighed slightly:

  "It's so convenient to travel through the spirit world! I want to find a magical item with corresponding abilities."

After turning off the gas light in the living room, Klein went up to the bedroom on the second floor. Today, he killed Lanerwus. After having relieved many heavy burdens, a conversation with Al brought new problems to his mind.

Renekton returned to his house, washed himself briefly, and then lay down on the bed in the bedroom.

Renekton placed the transparent amber sealed with the divine flesh and blood of the true Creator on the cabinet standing by the wall.

In a room under the St. Samuel's Church in the North District of Backlund, the Nighthawks were holding an emergency meeting inside.

Saisima looked around at everyone in the room, coughed slightly, and then said:

  "I received a revelation from the goddess. During our operation against Lanerwus, an evil god came briefly."

"He is the hidden sage believed in by the Moss Ascetic Order. He only came for a short moment, and did not come completely. He also covered himself up to a certain extent."

"If it weren't for this, we wouldn't be sitting here having a meeting, but you would go to the dock area to deal with the monster we have become out of control."

The atmosphere at the scene was solemn. The night watchers present all knew that there was a big change in tonight's operation, but they did not expect that it would involve the arrival of the evil god.

A senior Nighthawks deacon said with a heavy tone:

  "Although it's not nice to say this, it's really surprising that you guys can come back alive."

"According to the church's records, although the Hidden Sage spends most of his time chasing the Secret Peeper, once an incident involves him, he will not be so quiet, and it will not even have a big impact."

Saisima nodded slightly, and then said:

"At that time, the goddess's will came with the arrival of the hidden sage. This may also be the reason why the hidden sage left in a hurry."

"Of course, it's more likely that He has already achieved his purpose."

Renekton, who was sleeping, saw a vague cross with a person being nailed and tortured on it.

Renekton tried hard to see more clearly, but the picture changed again, this time it turned into a corpse wrapped in gray cloth.

The scene turned again, and the corpse wrapped in gray and white cloth came to life. He was sitting and living with a group of people whose faces could not be seen clearly.

The dream ended, and Renekton fell asleep again. When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

The moment he opened his eyes on the bed, Renekton recalled his dream last night.

His brows gradually furrowed, and for a moment he couldn't figure out whether this was a spiritual prophecy from himself, or a reminder from a hidden sage or the wilderness of knowledge.

Or Renekton turned his attention to the cabinet standing by the wall, where there was a transparent amber the size of an adult's fist.

After getting out of bed, Renekton walked to the cabinet where the transparent amber was placed and took it in his hand.

After staring at it for a long time, he muttered to himself: "What I dreamed about last night was Easter? It matches the Hanged Man very well."

"Is it your influence?"

Then Renekton shook his head and rejected this speculation. Although there was the divinity of the true Creator in it, it had been sealed by the Hidden Sage.

Moreover, the influence of the Hanged Man, who has mastered the power of corruption, is inconsistent with the content of the dream.

"If it were a hidden sage or if I were to ask about my own spiritual revelation, there is a high probability that it would point to a mysterious reappearance."

Renekton pondered, and then the idea got out of hand in his mind.

Unable to suppress the curiosity that was brewing in his heart, Renekton simply took the transparent amber to the coffee table by the window.

He took out a paper figurine made by folding the paper of the messenger and shook it in the air.

After closing his eyes and meditating, leveraging the sage characteristics in his body, the paper man's incarnation twisted and expanded in mid-air, turning into dots of starlight, and then re-condensed into a slightly mature image of Renekton with an indifferent temperament.

After the paper man's incarnation appeared, he immediately closed his hands and a white light appeared faintly behind him, like a pile of wings composed of pure white light.

A huge shadow of a cross emerged and merged into the transparent amber. It felt like countless voices reciting the Bible echoed in my ears, and a sacred feeling filled the room.

All this lasted less than half a minute and then dissipated. Renekton's paper man incarnation then turned into dots of starlight and disappeared.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the house across the street, Klein had just woken up when his inspiration suddenly struck him. He looked blankly in the direction of the Renekton house opposite and murmured:

  "What's there? I think I hear a choir singing."

Destiny, who also lived nearby, also looked in the direction of Renekton's bedroom with confusion:

"Which church is this chanting? It's so strange."

Destiny was curious and wanted to see more. The next moment, he fell straight to the ground, with a line of blood and tears flowing from his eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to moan in pain, but he was too uncomfortable to make a sound.

He saw the phantom of the true Creator. If it weren't for the warning from fate that made Destiny close his eyes in time, he might have gone crazy because of peeping at the true God.

"Who is spying on me?"

Renekton groaned.

Just now he felt a fleeting glance, but before he could follow the connection between the eyes, the other person's gaze suddenly stopped.

The transparent amber that Renekton placed on the coffee table changed a bit after a mysterious reappearance from Easter.

The mass of flesh and blood inside the transparent amber, which contained the true Creator's divinity, turned into a figure that was crucified upside down, and the figure was wrapped with a layer of blood-stained gauze.

The feedback from Renekton's spirituality is that after waiting for three days, this mass of flesh and blood will be reborn!

  Withdrawing his spirituality, Renekton dragged a chair next to him and sat down.

Through the story of Easter on Earth, the magic created is unexpectedly powerful.

The mysterious magic that Renekton calls the Resurrection Cross can resurrect a dead person in a new state after three days of transformation while keeping the body, soul, and characteristics intact. , will truly die after forty days.

"It's okay for ordinary people. It's a bit difficult for extraordinary people to die with their whole body intact, especially when it comes to retaining characteristics. Forming a sealed object doesn't count as retaining characteristics."

After thinking about it for a while, Renekton discovered that although this mysterious reappearance could be resurrected, it was not that powerful.

"But if Amon gets this mysterious reappearance, he is fully capable of achieving a true lossless resurrection."

Then he thought of Amon, who was good at catching bugs, and Renekton realized that this mysterious reappearance would be very powerful in the opponent's hands.

Shaking his head slightly, he complained to himself:

  "In that case, the powerful one is not this mysterious reappearance, but Amon!"

"Or once they reach the status of true God or angel, they all have their own methods to use some of the abilities of this mysterious reappearance."

Renekton thought about the mass of flesh and blood containing the true Creator's divinity, and wondered whether a new true Creator's heir would grow in three days.

"Is this an additional development? Connecting with the real creator? It's a pity that the real creator is crazy, otherwise I would definitely support him as God."

Leaning back in the chair, Renekton's thoughts continued to wander.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 148 The witch tastes really good!

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Chapter 148 The witch tastes really good!

"The Church of the Night should already be cleaning up the remaining influence at the East Balam Shipyard!"

The auras of the True Creator and the Hidden Sage arrive in turn, which will definitely have a certain impact on the people living nearby.

The Lanrevus matter is over, but Renekton feels that his favorability with the Night Goddess is in jeopardy.

Renekton, who originally wanted to have a good relationship with the goddess of the night, sighed slightly, stood up from his chair, and prepared to find some breakfast.

At this time, my inspiration was touched again, and a piece of light yellow paper fell from the spiritual world.

Renekton caught the letter. He was a little curious about writing to himself so early, and quickly unfolded the letter:

My dear friend:

The captain wants you to do a favor and help her investigate the reason why the Hidden Sage briefly came to Backlund last night.

Regardless of whether it is completed or not, the captain will help you find the Windblessed potion formula within a week.

The captain asked me to remind you that once you find that something is too dangerous, you should immediately abandon the investigation and put your own safety first.

My personal suggestion is that you just need to do some research on this matter and deal with the captain. An incident involving the arrival of an evil god is too dangerous and is not suitable for ordinary extraordinary people like us to participate.

Your friend at sea: Frank.

Renekton looked at the letter Frank wrote to him in surprise. He didn't expect that Cattleya would ask him to help investigate the Hidden Sage's brief arrival last night.

"How should I deal with it? I don't know if this is a mission from Bernadette or the Moss Trappist Order, or both?"

Renekton rubbed his chin with his right hand and thought deeply for a moment.

As for the short-term arrival of the Hidden Sage, Renekton was not surprised that Cattleya knew about it so quickly and commissioned her to investigate it.

Moss Trappist Order and Bernadette are both secret peepers, and they must have extra sense when it comes to matters involving the Hidden Sage.

Then he walked to the study, picked up a quill, and wrote a letter back to Frank:

I understand. I will reply to you via messenger in two days.

During this period, please ask the captain not to drive the Future too far, or call my messenger when you reach a fixed place so that it can locate you.

Your friend in Backlund: Al.

Then he summoned the book messenger and handed over the written letter.

Putting the paper back on himself, the book messenger quickly disappeared into the spiritual world.

"Tsk~ An unexpected bonus." He sighed softly.

Originally, Renekton had given up on the idea of ​​finding the Windblessed formula for Alger the Hanged Man, but unexpectedly the captain had another twist. He just didn't know whether the formula came from the Moss Tradition or the Queen of Mystery.

When today's newspaper was delivered, Renekton did not find any information about the news from the East Balam Shipyard last night. It seemed that it had been suppressed by the Church of the Night.

There was some rare sunshine in Backlund today. Renekton moved the small coffee table and chairs to the balcony, enjoying the rare sunshine and reading the books borrowed from Mr. Huang.

Time soon came to the afternoon, and at three o'clock on the Backlund clock, a crimson wave of light quickly flooded Renekton's sight.

Rays of crimson light rose in the grand and ancient palace, outlining several blurry figures.

Miss Justice stood up in a good mood, lifted up her skirt, saluted Mr. Fool at the top, and said:

"Good afternoon, Mister Fool."

"The 'simple' task you entrusted has been completed."

Renekton glanced at Miss Justice in front of him. She added an accent to the word "simple". It seemed that she had obtained some information about Lanervus's death and wanted to test whether it was done by a member of the Tarot Society. for?

  Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, Klein also noticed the little temptation in Miss Justice's words, and said calmly:

  "I already know."

Then, he spoke in a sighing tone:

  "This era and this kind of place is really a breeding ground for evil spirits to descend!"

"This is the inevitable process of civilization moving forward."

Renekton, who was listening quietly in his seat, answered with emotion. This sudden action made everyone look over.

In the understanding of Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, when facing a great being, this sudden response seemed very offensive.

Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, Klein listened with interest to his fellow countryman's opinions:

  "Like past history, this era will eventually be replaced by a new era, when the tide of the times comes!"

"A new era?" Klein whispered to himself. For some reason, this sentence touched him. "The wave of the times?"

Miss Justice Audrey expressed curiosity and confusion.

But Renekton did not reply. The following sentence was just something he said after seeing everyone was attracted by his sudden emotion.

In front of Miss Justice in the audience, Renekton didn't want to discuss too much about the tide of the times.

Little Sun, who was sitting on Renekton's right hand side, was a little confused. He didn't understand much about these words.

Alger, the Hanged Man, started a brainstorm in his mind.

The wave of the times? A brand new era.

  Every change of era is accompanied by a war sweeping the world. Does the White Tower mean that another war will break out in the not too distant future?

Did the Knowledge Church discover some clues, or was this what they planned?

  After knowing that Baita was an Extraordinary of the Reader path and had good strength, the Hanged Man determined that the other party was a member of the Church of Knowledge.

Low-sequence potions are easy to leak out, but at mid- to high-sequence, the potion formulas are basically firmly controlled by major churches and organizations.

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, pondered for a moment, then tapped his fingers on the table. After everyone looked over, he whispered in a rather unclear tone:

"This is the inevitability of the times and no one can avoid it."

Klein originally just wanted to follow Renekton's words and maintain his tall image as a fool.

But then he saw the changes in Renekton's spiritual light through his spiritual vision, which meant that his words had greatly touched the other party.

Renekton sat expressionlessly in his seat, folding his arms, thinking about the flag that Klein had set for everyone present.

He thought of the title Beacon of Destiny corresponding to Sefirah Castle, and felt that Klein's unintentional words were affected by this aspect.

Seeing that Renekton was deep in thought, Klein manipulated his trumpet world and changed the topic back to the direction he wanted:

"Ha! I have read some survey reports. It is difficult for workers in certain factories to survive more than five years. Just in Backlund, in the East District, the dock area and the factory area."

"The people there will rarely have a third generation. Poverty and hunger will quickly wither their lives."

Mr. World's words made it difficult for Miss Justice, who had grown up in Backlund, to adapt to the rituals of Miss Justice. These were contents she had never been exposed to, but she knew they should all be true.

She somewhat understood why Mr. Fool said that in this era, such a place would be a breeding ground for evil gods to descend.

Audrey intuitively felt that it could not continue like this, otherwise Backlund would one day be destroyed because of this, just like what Mr. Baita said was swept by the trend of the times.

Miss Justice suddenly felt that the kind-hearted Mr. Baita, who had been acting very rationally, had expected all this, and that the other party was on the side of the new era.

Looking at Miss Justice who was deep in thought, Klein, shrouded in gray mist, nodded slightly with satisfaction. He asked the topic to be led in this direction in order to promote the change of the kingdom from the side through Miss Justice, who is a noble.

The initial exchange in the Tarot Club came to an end. Under the gaze of the Fool, Alger manifested the last page of Russell's diary.

Klein took the diary that appeared from the Hanged Man out of thin air and glanced at it casually.

The content of this diary page is related to the law of illegal characteristic aggregation. It is information that has been obtained from Al, but it can be considered as another confirmation from the side.

"There are a total of three paths related to Origin Castle. Therefore, I will continue to encounter Beyonders or related events of the thieves and apprentice paths in the future. I have even encountered them before, but I didn't notice them."

Klein thought for a moment and then turned his attention to the second diary at the back. He saw a sentence that he didn't know how to sigh and describe.

"January 16th, the witch tastes really good!"

After reading all the diaries, Klein made the manifested diaries disappear, then leaned back slowly and said slightly:

  "You can communicate freely."

Renekton immediately leaned forward, raised his right hand slightly and said:

  "Mr. Hanged Man, the windblessed potion formula you need can be given to you within this week. You can consider preparing gold pounds, or exchanging magical items and materials of corresponding value."

Before the Hanged Man could speak in surprise, Renekton continued:

"My reward as a middleman is very simple, that page of Russell's diary just now!"

Because in the Hanged Man's knowledge, no one else but Mr. Fool could interpret this original text created by Emperor Russell, so they were quite casual when they embodied it.

Renekton, who was not far away, "happened" to see the words "The witch tastes really good!"

Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, Klein's expression changed slightly. He guessed that Renekton had seen the contents of this page in Russell's diary.

"Based on Al's character, what he is most interested in is not the information about the Blasphemy Card, but the phrase 'The witch tastes really good.' Emperor, I'm afraid your life is in jeopardy."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 149 Tarot Session in Progress

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Chapter 149 Tarot Session in Progress

  Alger was a little confused as to why the White Tower would exchange the reward he promised him for a page of Russell's diary, or the diary he had already handed over to Mr. Fool for reading.

But more of his attention was attracted by the magic potion formula of the Wind Blesser, and he quickly asked:

  "How many pounds of gold, or what kind of magical item is needed?"

"Just give it as you see fit. The condition proposed by the other party is a task, a task that you can't complete."

"I will complete that task in exchange for the Wind Blessed One's potion formula. You only need to give me a gold pound, or items of corresponding value, plus the Ye Russell Diary I just mentioned."

Renekton answered. After all, the captain's mission was to investigate the reason for the short-term arrival of the Hidden Sage Backlund. This was not something that Alger, who was far away at sea, could do.

Alger the Hanged Man nodded slightly and didn't care about this problem. His goal was only the Wind Blessed One's magic potion formula, as long as he could get it.

However, he was still a little curious about the task that he could not complete and asked:

"What kind of task? Make you think that I will never be able to complete it?"

"Investigating the brief arrival of the Hidden Sage in Backlund last night."

Renekton's tone was smooth as he stated the mission that the captain asked him to help investigate.

Alger, the Hanged Man, was silent for a moment. He really couldn't complete this task. Not to mention that he was far away at sea, even if he was in Backlund, he would not dare to investigate such a task involving the arrival of the evil god.

Maybe someone just didn't pay attention during the mission, and he was in danger for unknown reasons, or he lost control and went crazy.

"I understand. I will prepare equivalent rewards within these two days. However, you'd better not investigate too deeply into this kind of incident involving the arrival of the evil god. It's too dangerous."

After Alger the Hanged Man nodded and agreed to the deal, he reminded him again.

Mr. Fool, who was at the top, said in his mind, "No, he doesn't need to investigate anything at all, that's what he did."

Justice Audrey on the side and in front thought of the death of Lanerwus.

"The time is right and the place is Backlund. It's hard not to associate these two things together."

Audrey kept thinking in her heart.

An ordinary investigation mission actually involved two evil gods, which shocked Audrey and made her even more worried. She felt that Backlund was like a huge cake, attracting every evil god to come and take a bite.

Little Sun didn't know much about the existence of the True Creator and the Hidden Sage, so he didn't interrupt. It wasn't until he saw that everyone was silent that he raised his hand like Miss Justice and said:

  "Mr. World, the magical item you gave me is very useful. I have exchanged the materials to advance to Sequence 8. I will be able to hire helpers in the next two days to obtain the real roots and sap of the Misty Tree Man."

Little Sun explained in great detail, and the ax given to him by Mr. World was so powerful that it was shocked that it could create a highly destructive lightning with just two or three random attacks.

He likes that extraordinary weapon very much. In Silver City, power is the reason for liking it!

  "Ok."

Mr. World responded with a slight nod under Klein's control.

Then he opened his mouth again and asked everyone:

  "Ma'am, sir, do you have any clues about the crystallization of the spinal fluid of the Twill Panther and the medulla of the Fairy Fountain?"

Miss Justice, who did not have many channels, and Renekton, who never attended extraordinary gatherings other than Tarot Clubs, shook their heads slightly one after another.

Alger, the Hanged Man, pondered for a few seconds and then told that there would be a grand gathering among pirates in the near future. There might be materials Mr. World needs at this large-scale gathering transaction.

"But, I don't think you have any deal terms that can impress me."

Alger added one last sentence.

"Give some information and then end the topic with a refusal. Mr. Hanged Man is really a profiteer who is good at raising prices!"

Renekton sat aside, maintaining an upright posture, cursing Mr. Hanged Man in his heart.

Renekton thought about what Klein could offer in exchange. After thinking for a long time, he found that Klein really didn't have anything that could impress Alger the Hanged Man. Gold pounds would definitely do the trick, but the poor Klein couldn't afford that much. gold pound.

"I have a incomplete recipe for a sequence four magic potion in my hand."

Klein manipulated Mr. World into revealing what he intended to exchange.

Renekton instantly understood that this incomplete formula should be the Dark One of the Sun Path.

It's a pity that Alger, the Hanged Man, has no idea of ​​switching paths, so Mr. Fool's deal cannot be completed.

Miss Justice Audrey's eyes lit up when she heard the incomplete formula of Sequence 4. This is the magic potion formula for stepping onto the ladder of demigods. Even if it is only incomplete, it cannot be bought with money!

Audrey couldn't hide her curiosity and asked:

"Mr. World, can I ask which path is the Sequence Four formula? If it is inconvenient, just pretend that I have not spoken."

Klein controlled Mr. World and replied in a hoarse voice:

  "I was planning to tell you that it was the magic potion formula for the Dark One of the Fourth Path of the Sun Path."    Sun Path? The one who reacted the most was the little sun next to Renekton on the table. Renekton nodded nonchalantly while thinking about how Klein should collect it since no one wanted this formula.

Although everyone in the current Tarot Club can use this formula except Klein himself, no one has the idea of ​​changing the method.

Derrick, the only Little Sun that passes through the Sun, is only Sequence Eight, which is still too far away from Sequence Four.

As expected, Klein's deal with Mr. World was rejected by Alger the Hanged Man.

Mr. World, controlled by Klein, was silent for a few seconds.

Renekton took the opportunity to turn around and face the gloomy Mr. World, and said in a pleasant voice:

  "Mr. World, do you need to borrow money?"

"Or you can go shopping in Intis and seduce a magician. I'll help you kill him and pick up the characteristics!"

Klein, who was just silent for a moment and then planned to make a deal with Mr. Hanged Man using some of the secrets Al told him involving the top level of the sequence, actually fell silent after hearing Renekton's words.

Although Al's tone had a hint of unabashed spectatorship, his proposal made Klein's heart move shamefully.

Audrey, who was sitting on the other side, looked back and forth curiously, looking at the gloomy Mr. World, and then at Mr. Baita, whom she had met once, and making guesses in her mind:

"They must know each other, and it can be judged from Mr. Baita's tone that the relationship between them should be good, otherwise Mr. Baita would not speak in such a joking tone."

The Hanged Man also curiously looked at the White Tower, which was obviously inclined to help the world complete transactions, and after careful consideration, he said:

  "If I can spare enough gold pounds, I can help you buy the materials you need at the pirate event soon."

"Actually, you have an easier and faster way to get the materials you need."

Renekton said in a subtle tone.

"What method?" Klein asked, manipulating the world.

Renekton shook his head slightly: "After it's over, you can find a time to ask me again."

The simpler and faster way Renekton thought of was to ask Klein to go directly to the dark church to pray. Maybe he would meet an unlucky magician on his way home.

Mr. World nodded slightly and did not continue the topic. Klein planned to wait until today's Tarot meeting was over and go to Al to ask about his method before deciding whether to trade with Mr. Hanged Man.

Seeing that Mr. World had stopped talking for the time being, Miss Justice moved her gaze to the little sun beside Renekton and said:

"Mr. Sun, I remember you said that Silver City has magic potion formulas from Sequence Nine to Sequence Seven of the Dragon Path. If I want to obtain the potion formula from Sequence Seven, what price do I have to pay?"

"The magic potion formula of Sun Path Sequence Seven." Little Sun replied without thinking.

Miss Justice nodded slightly:

"I collect as much as I can."

Renekton recalled it in his mind and found that the psychiatrist's potion formula in his memory only had the main ingredients. He shook his head slightly disappointedly.

Renekton glanced curiously at Mr. Fool, who was at the top. He remembered that Klein should have a potion formula below Sun Path Sequence 4 or lower, but since Klein didn't speak, maybe he was wrong.

Renekton raised his hand slightly and then said:

"I know the potion formula of the Seven Sun Priests of the Sun Path Sequence. If you are interested, you can come to me at any time to exchange. My conditions are still extraordinary characteristics or materials of corresponding value."

"Of course, if Miss Justice you want to buy it first and trade with Mr. Sun, you can do that."

Audrey's eyes lit up, but suddenly dimmed again. She suddenly realized that her current financial situation no longer supported her in buying a Sequence Seven potion formula.

Renekton noticed the awkward situation between Little Sun and Audrey, smiled slightly and said:

  "Don't worry, the transaction is not urgent. I think Mr. Sun, who has just been promoted to Sequence Eight and is still looking for the real roots and sap of the Misty Tree Man, will not be able to conduct the transaction for the time being."

"Uh, yes." Little Taiyang lowered his head slightly in embarrassment.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Baita."

Miss Justice regained her mood and nodded happily towards Renekton.

She already understood what Mr. Baita meant. Mr. Sun, like herself, had nothing to trade for the time being.

So I can wait for a while, wait for the financial situation to ease, and then buy the formula from Mr. Baita and trade with Mr. Sun.

"Huh~ Fortunately, Mr. Baita is willing to broker a deal that satisfies everyone. If he directly reaches a deal with Mr. Sun, I won't have anything to exchange for the psychiatrist's formula from Mr. Sun."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 150 Private Rabbit Customization

Chapter 150 Private Rabbit Customization

  The transaction session ended, and in the subsequent free communication session, the Hanged Man was the first to start sharing information:

  "A new pirate general has appeared on the sea, and she has conquered the fleet of Hurricane Vice Admiral Qilingos."

"She?" Miss Justice Audrey noticed Mr. Hanged Man's words and said with great interest.

Alger the Hanged Man nodded slowly and said:

  "She used to be a famous pirate, the sick girl Tracy. Have you heard of her?"

"No, I don't know much about it."

Miss Justice Audrey shook her head honestly.

Apart from Alger, the Hanged Man who was hanging out at sea, only Renekton, who had been at sea for a while, knew this information.

The scene was silent for two seconds. Alger didn't waste time to explain and continued:

  "She conquered Qilingos' fleet last month and renamed the ship the 'Black Death', calling herself 'Vice Admiral of Disease'."

"She is good at using curses, black flames, and frost abilities. People who are hostile to her will always suffer from various diseases. No one knows which sequence she belongs to, but what is certain is that her strength It belongs to the level of Sequence Five."

"Witch path, this disease general should be the pain witch of sequence five."

In the eyes of everyone who were either surprised or enlightened, Renekton continued to talk about the characteristics of pain:

  "Witches of this sequence have the ability to actively charm, and can even make enemies give up resistance in order to get closer to them. Over a long period of time together, repeated charms can make the target's good impression of themselves deeply rooted in their bones."

"They are good at destroying beauty and reaping pain. This is not only a need for acting, but also, well, a certain level of psychological distortion after changing from a man to a woman."

Miss Justice's lips parted slightly in surprise, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

The Hanged Man nodded slightly at first, and then said in a deep voice:

  "It is said that Qilinges' fleet was indeed very loyal after being conquered by Vice Admiral Disease, more loyal than before under Qilinges."

Under Klein's control, Mr. World also spoke:

  "Witches are always accompanied by disaster and chaos."

dong~dong~

  The sound of knocking on the long bronze table was heard, and everyone turned to look at Mr. Fool at the top again.

Klein chuckled with some contempt in his voice, and then said:

"This is the influence of their proximity to the original."

"Original?" Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man said in surprise at the same time.

The word "original" has a different meaning.

But Mr. Fool, shrouded in gray mist, did not explain more, which made Audrey, who wanted to continue asking, not know whether to speak or not.

Renekton shook his head slightly. Klein directed and acted without finishing the story. There is a high probability that he only knew this, or maybe it was part of the information he learned from the witch.

Suppressing the racing thoughts in his heart, Klein can observe everyone's status here at all times. He doesn't want to expose that he was distracted during such a serious topic.

Renekton raised his hand slightly, coughed lightly, attracted everyone's attention and said:

  "Ahem! I can answer some questions for you."

"The origin mentioned by Mr. Fool should refer to Sequence 0 of the Witch Path. The Original Witch can also be called the Chaos Witch."

Without giving anyone else a chance to ask what Sequence 0 is, he continued:

  "In the potion system, on the same path, high sequences naturally suppress low sequences. As the sequence increases, this effect becomes more obvious."

"After reaching Sequence 0, you have absolute control over the entire path. All extraordinary people who set foot on this path will inevitably move closer to them."

When everyone was extremely shocked, Klein, shrouded in gray mist, was the first to react. He figured out a lot of things.

Why does the acting method exist? Why does Russell's description of the acting method describe stealing the power from potions? Why do major churches still only master one or two ways after thousands of years, and there is only one way that is completely mastered.

Then Klein leaned back slightly under the gray mist and chuckled:

"Ha! This is the origin of the acting method."

"Is this the origin of the acting method?" Justice Audrey was stunned for a moment, and then began to think.

So the role-playing method is to play the god of the corresponding path? But there are only seven righteous gods. Could it be that some channels play the role of evil gods? For example, in the witch path that Mr. Baita just mentioned, he plays the role of the original witch.

No wonder Mr. Fool emphasized that when he told us how to act, we were just acting!

Once they lose themselves, will the extraordinary person be assimilated by the corresponding god?

Alger, the Hanged Man, also thought about these issues. Being in the Church of Storms, he understood this better, because although the Extraordinaries in the Church have their own personalities, as long as they are Extraordinary in the sailor path, they all inevitably have a lot in common. point.

"No wonder the church only fully controls the sailor path. It's not because it can't get other paths, but it's the only path that's completely controlled by the Lord of Storms!"

Alger, the Hanged Man, couldn't help but start to think of more thoughts. Without exception, these were all blasphemous thoughts.

Only Little Sun didn't show too much worry, because he knew that Sun was the authority of the omniscient and omnipotent God that Silver City believed in.

"I am getting closer to the omniscient and almighty God. If being assimilated can save Silver City, I am willing!"

Little Sun's inner activities are different from others. Living in a place abandoned by God, he is more concerned about saving Silver City than himself.

Justice Audrey hesitated, looking at Mr. Fool at the top, and then at Renekton in front of him.

"Miss Justice, what do you want to ask?"

When Renekton saw Audrey's movements, he could guess that she wanted to ask the audience which god the corresponding path was. Klein also guessed it, but he didn't know the answer either, so he kept pretending there was no hint.

Justice Audrey nodded slightly and said:

"Mr. Baita, do you know which god corresponds to the audience path? What payment is required?"

"As a reward, you can help me customize some clothes for small animals. I will tell you the specific size and style later."

Renekton is going to order customized clothes for his Bugs Bunny. After such a long time, Bugs Bunny's little vests and cloaks were damaged, so it was just right for Miss Audrey to customize a few sets for his personal, no, personal rabbit.

"Bugs Bunny? Miss Justice personally customized the clothes. They must be exclusive to nobles! I didn't expect that one day I would envy a rabbit." Klein thought helplessly in his heart.

"Clothing for small animals?"

"Okay, no problem, I will ask my favorite designer to customize it."

Miss Audrey is very interested in the little animal that Mr. Baita talks about. If she can ask Mr. Baita to find someone to customize clothes for it, must she be a magical animal like Susie?

Don't know what animal it could be? Also a dog? Or a cat? Or something else? Will it be a reader path like Mr. Baita? Then a pair of glasses will have to be customized for it.

Audrey was so lost in her imagination about another magical animal that she forgot to ask Renekton for the answer she wanted.

"Ahem." A slight cough brought Miss Justice back to her senses, and then Renekton said:

  "There are currently no gods in the audience channel."

"Not yet? Does that mean there might be in the near future?"

Justice Audrey understood the hidden meaning in Renekton's words.

Maintaining a smiling expression, he nodded slightly in the direction of Lake, and then fell into deep thought.

What Mr. Baita means is that there is already someone close to a god in the audience channel. I hope that person is not an evil god, otherwise I will need to consider changing channels.

"There are no gods in the audience path? Well, this is in line with my guess."

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, nodded in a small arc, and everyone blocked by the gray mist could not see this subtle movement.

After getting the information she wanted to know, Audrey turned to share some of the things she knew about Backlund:

"There was a serial murder case recently in Backlund, a total of 11 cases, except for one that was confirmed to be a copycat crime."

"The characteristic of this serial murder case is that it targets women who have worked as street girls but now have regular jobs. The murderer will open their abdomens and remove all internal organs."

The little sun sitting on Renekton's right suddenly said:

  "I know the ritual."

"Ritual? Do you know?" Audrey asked in surprise and surprise.

Little Sun Derrick nodded:

"I remember this ritual. I have seen it in the textbook. It is quite ancient. It is a ritual used by demons to assist their promotion. It often appears when Sequence Six is ​​promoted to Sequence Five."

Audrey asked in surprise:

"A ritual used by demons to assist in their promotion?"

"Yes, Sequence Six of the Abyss Path is called Demon. This is also the origin of the name Demon."

Little Sun Derrick answered very seriously.

Later, under Audrey's questioning, Little Sun Derrick recounted the specific content of this ceremony:

  "The minimum is 13 people, and the maximum is 49. The more complete the ceremony, the better the effect."

"There should be at least three days between two killings, otherwise it will easily get out of control, but it cannot exceed nine days, otherwise the ritual will be reset."

"After every killing, the demon will eat the victim's internal organs. From then on, he will be in a state of violent bloodthirsty and wanting to harm others until this desire is satisfied."

"It's really scary."

After listening to Little Yang's description, Audrey sighed from the bottom of her heart. She even thought it was cruel to just imagine that scene.

Renekton thought of Klein, who was invited by Isengard Stanton to participate in the investigation of this case, and added some information about the devil:

"Due to the special nature of the abyss path, extraordinary people who take this path can easily lose control. Even if they are lucky and do not lose control, they will gradually become cold-blooded and cruel, and will be easily controlled by bloodthirsty, killing and other desires."

"Moreover, the demons evolved from different races are different and have their own unique abilities. Therefore, the descriptions of demons in those stories and legends are so different."

Klein raised his head slightly and stared at Renekton, who was talking about the characteristics of the devil. He always felt that the other person was reminding him by saying these things at this time.

"What Al means is that the demon in this case is not necessarily human?"

(End of this chapter)