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Chapter 191 Purification

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Chapter 191 Purification

Klein's eyes quickly glanced around and finally stopped at the sun brooch.

Perhaps you can use it as a "bridge" to complete a simple exorcism ritual.

An idea flashed through Klein's mind, and he stretched out his right hand and grasped the dark gold brooch in the shape of a sunbird.

Klein used his own spirituality as a vortex to gather the power that was pried in the mysterious space, and directed it like a tide to the sun brooch in his hand.

Dots of pure brilliance intertwined, swept towards Klein, and merged with his spirituality.

The sun brooch immediately bloomed with dazzling brilliance, getting brighter and thicker, until it condensed into drop after drop of golden translucent liquid.

These liquids quickly merged and twisted, turning into a golden figure as tall as Klein, a figure full of divine aura!

Sure enough, the "Holy Sun Water" produced by a higher level of power is closer to the blessing of the gods!

Klein controlled his inner excitement, joy, and other emotions. He let the golden figure condensed from the "Holy Sun Water" step forward, pass through the illusory crimson stars, and overlap and merge with the little sun in the secret contract ceremony.

In this way, he tried to get rid of the parasitic Amon in Little Sun's body, and brought him a certain amount of knowledge and wonderful spiritual experience.

However, Klein doesn't have much confidence in this. The power of the mysterious space above the gray mist he leveraged, or the power belonging to the Source Castle, is significantly higher than his spirituality, making it impossible for him to grasp it smoothly. .

Klein's eyes once again glanced at the items placed on the long bronze table. Following the fortune teller's intuition, his eyes rested on the blasphemous card.

This is the highest level and highest level of all the items he owns!

  Klein reached out and grabbed the Black Emperor card with its back facing up!

  At the same time, his eyes swept across the crimson stars belonging to the little sun, and saw a terrifying scene:

From within the figure of the little sun outlined by the illusory light of the crimson stars, a hand that was so shriveled that only skin and bones were left suddenly poked out, slowly but resolutely grabbing towards the boundary of the crimson stars!

Amon! .He is trying to penetrate reality, open the boundaries, and extend his hand into the gray mist through the connection of the secret contract ceremony!

  Woo!

  The surrounding gray mist became slightly chaotic for the first time, and the waves formed due to the flow gathered into strong winds.

Klein's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately picked up the Black Emperor card on the table without thinking about whether his idea was feasible or not. How did Amon do it?

With the help of the Black Emperor Card, he could finally easily move the forces that had moved the Source Castle.

Suddenly, the golden figure became extremely tall, and pairs of huge black wings sprouted from its back, a total of twelve pairs!

  Each pair of wings has intertwined light and dark inscriptions and feathers filled with mysterious symbols.

Gold and black form a stark contrast, both divine and depraved!

Driven by Klein, the huge figure spread out a pair of wings, covering the vast dome of the majestic palace.

Silently, the tall, bright and dark figure flashed out, overlapping with the figure of Derrick, the illusory little sun created by the crimson stars!

  In an instant, light and shadow intertwined, and strong winds overflowed!

  The palm that Amon stretched out, withered to the point of no flesh and blood, shrank back uncontrollably, but resolutely refused to retreat.

It is like a person standing on a corner cliff, reaching out to grab the life-saving bump and never letting go.

hum!

  In the illusory and complicated sound, light and darkness completely exploded. The palm Amon stretched out through Derrick the Little Sun finally lost its support and slid backwards, constantly disintegrating and dissipating.

After several seconds, the mysterious space above the gray fog completely calmed down.

Klein stared and looked again. The figure of Derrick the Little Sun, condensed from the crimson stars, was no longer entangled with the illusory and twisted spirit body belonging to Amon.

call! After breathing a long sigh of relief, Klein reached out again, displayed the comparison screen before and after, and threw it towards the figure of Derrick the Little Sun outlined in crimson light.

After hesitating for a moment, Klein reappeared a scene and threw it to the crimson star belonging to the White Tower.

Silver City, Little Sun Derrick felt that he was awake and in a trance at the same time.

He seemed to see figures with indescribable shapes, different colors of light that contained infinite knowledge, and a majestic and tall golden figure overlooking everything.

This figure stood in the thick gray mist, beside Mr. Fool, with twelve pairs of dark and mysterious huge wings behind his back.

Derrick felt that he had come into contact with this majestic and tall golden figure, and his body and mind became pure and warm.

At the same time, there was some more knowledge in my mind, and I seemed to understand what sunshine was, how to make holy water, and how to expel evil spirits.

That wonderful spiritual experience made Derrick feel intoxicated, as if he had returned to his most carefree childhood and entered the imaginary place where the sun shines.

He didn't come back to his senses until everything disappeared and the simple furniture in his room reappeared in his field of vision.

"Is this the 'secret contract ritual' mentioned in the textbook? No one in the records of Silver City has succeeded, and no one has truly come into contact with the great existence."

At this moment, Derrick had a heartfelt smile on his face. He believed that Silver City would be saved!

Derrick lowered his head and said with great respect:

"Praise you, great Mr. Fool!"

In a deep darkness not knowing how far away from Silver City, a bolt of lightning flashed across, dispersing the nearby darkness.

Here is a plain full of ravines, and a blue-black Cyclops is wandering unconsciously.

His eyes were lifeless, his face was full of traces of rot and pus, and gray-yellow gas filled his body, intertwining into clouds in mid-air. At his feet, in the deepest ravine of the plain, a figure was standing on the edge, looking down.

The light of lightning illuminated some of the thick and wide gray-white buildings at the bottom of the ravine, as well as the figure wearing a black classical robe and a pointed hat.

He raised his hand and pinched the crystal monocle on his right eye, raised his head and looked to the left, looking into the distance!

"Sure enough." He whispered, with a pleasant smile on his lips, and read out one word: "Fool!"

The lightning across the sky subsided for a second, and the surroundings were completely enveloped in darkness again.

Backlund, in a study room on the streets of Minsk.

As soon as he picked up a cup of coffee, Renekton's field of vision suddenly surged like a flood of gray mist and crimson light.

In the center of the mist is a high chair, or a fool sitting leisurely.

Next was a tall boy of seventeen or eighteen years old covered by a transparent illusory figure.

The figure covering it was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, and an iconic crystal monocle hanging on his face!

  Then, a majestic golden figure carried twelve pairs of jet black wings.

The golden figure and the monocle-wearing figure confront each other and ultimately purify it.

The gray mist and crimson light dissipated together, and the layout of his study reappeared in his field of vision, with the cup of coffee in his hand.

"Amon! Why does Klein want to show me this picture?"

Renekton lowered his head to take a sip of coffee and whispered to himself.

Suddenly inspired, Renekton put down the coffee in his hand, got up and rummaged through the utility room to find some ritual materials.

Returning to the study, he immediately began to arrange the ritual of communicating with the seven lights of the spirit world.

Skillfully arranged the ceremony completely, bang! With a sound and a snap of his fingers, the placed candle suddenly burst into flames.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

  There was a knock on the door downstairs, and then the door creaked.

Renekton stood in the study and waited for a while before Bugs Bunny led Klein to the study on the second floor.

Glancing at Bugs Bunny standing aside, the rabbit immediately turned around and left the study.

After Bugs Bunny left, Renekton said to Klein:

  "Wait a moment, I will complete the ceremony."

I picked up the essential oil that I had prepared and dropped two drops into the candle flame. The room was instantly filled with fragrance.

Renekton took a step back and chanted in a low voice:

  "The eternal light of the spiritual world, the embodiment of endless knowledge, the red of power and will."

"I pray to you for some knowledge."

As the mantra was recited, the light in the study dimmed visibly to the naked eye. At the same time, the temperature also dropped a bit, and the flickering candlelight became tinged with red.

Woo! A cold wind swirled in the room.

"This is a ritual commonly used by the Church of Knowledge to communicate with the seven lights in the spiritual world. The incantation I just recited corresponds to the red light El Moria."

Renekton watched the changes in the ceremony ahead and explained in a low voice.

"Red light, El Moria!" Klein did not hide the confusion in his tone. He could feel that the other party seemed to have waited for him to arrive before holding the ceremony.

Renekton nodded slightly:

  "For some questions, it's better for you to ask the Seven Lights directly. It just so happens that they have always wanted to communicate with you."

As soon as Renekton finished speaking, a layer of herbal powder scattered on the floor in the center of the room was flying in the air, twisted and expanded, driven by the cold whirlwind.

Soon, the image of an extremely majestic old man wearing a red robe was outlined.

Renekton saluted and greeted the other party very skillfully:

"Good afternoon, Mr. El Moria~"

"Good afternoon, beloved one of 'knowledge'~" "Good afternoon, Your Highness!"

Red El Moria first responded to Renekton's greetings, and then saluted in the direction of Klein very solemnly.

"Good afternoon, Mr. El Moria~"

Klein was very uncomfortable with the other party's attitude towards him. He imitated Renekton's words and actions somewhat uncomfortably, and saluted and said hello to the red light, one of the seven pure lights in the spiritual world.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 192 Klein and Red Light

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  "Do you, the seven lights of the spiritual world, have a way to reach the place abandoned by the gods? Amon already knows about his existence."

Renekton took the lead in starting the topic, and while speaking, he glanced at Klein.

Amon discovered my existence. He knew from the beginning that I was the so-called Fool?

  Renekton's short words directly caused ripples in Klein's heart. He didn't even have the energy to think about Amon's question or the strange attitude of Red El Moria towards him.

Red-light El Moria looked sideways at Klein with a somewhat solemn expression, and said with a slight hesitation:

"Amon's true form is in the land abandoned by the gods. He will not take action easily until he has truly confirmed your identity or discovered important clues."

"Of course, Your Highness, you still need to beware of Him. He is the biggest obstacle to your return to the highest position."

"In the near future, there will be an all-out battle between you and Him!"

After admonishing Klein, El Moria turned his attention back to Renekton and answered the question just now:

  "The spiritual world in the Land Abandoned by God is also isolated from the outside world. Even we who are closely related to the spiritual world cannot overcome this blockade."

"I have control over how to enter the Land Abandoned by the Gods, but I don't recommend that you step there now. For you now, it is an extremely dangerous place."

Renekton nodded slightly and chuckled:

  "Don't worry, I don't have any idea of ​​giving characteristics to people."

There was a brief silence in the study, and no one spoke anymore. Only the cold whirlwind was left spinning in the middle of the room, driving the sprinkled herbal powder up and down in the air.

Klein reorganized his thoughts and his eyes wandered between Renekton and El Moria.

El Moria seemed to see the hesitation in Klein's heart, and said in a very kind manner:

  "Your Highness, you can ask me any questions you have, as long as I know what I can tell you now."

"You don't have to be so polite." After a slight pause, Klein took a deep breath and continued:

"What do you think I should know and can know now?"

Klein thought about how to express the question he wanted to ask in another way. It was more convenient than asking them one by one by himself.

The expression on El Moria's face became a little more serious. He just thought about it briefly and thought of the words before saying:

"Knowledge involving high levels is inherently contaminated. Your Highness, your current level is not high enough. What I can tell you is limited."

At this point, El Moria looked at Klein and seemed to see through what Klein was thinking, and continued:

"The specialness in you is based on the Origin Castle, and the Origin Castle is the essence of the three paths of fortune teller, thief, and apprentice. It is a necessity to lead to the top of the sequence!"

"Just like if you want to become sequence 0, you must master uniqueness."

"The connection between Source Castle and you will leave some special traces on you, and these traces will be seen by high-ranking people belonging to the three pathways of Source Castle."

"At the same time, it will also be seen by other high-ranking beings who control part of the destiny!"

"You have to wait until you become a demigod to hide this specialness."

Klein listened to El Moria's narration in silence, and his eyes stayed on Renekton for a while.

After El Moria saw Klein's actions, he raised his hand and stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a smile:

  "He is the favored one of 'knowledge'. This 'knowledge' not only refers to the god of knowledge, but also refers to the essence that symbolizes knowledge."

"The activated essence is an item of the same level as the Origin Castle. It is not special for him to know your identity."

"Strictly speaking, the status of the Knowledge Wilderness is lower than that of the Origin Castle."

Renekton glanced at the red light that directly betrayed his information to Klein, coughed slightly, and corrected a small flaw in El Moria's words.

Knowledge Wilderness, Origin Castle. Why do I feel like everyone knows the secrets about me but me? Is this a secret only to me?

  After digesting the information brought by El Moria, some of Klein's doubts were finally answered, and more questions arose at the same time.

Why am I connected with Origin Castle, and what does Origin Castle have to do with my time travel? Al has nothing to do with Origin Castle, so his time travel should be related to that wilderness of knowledge. What was the reason for Russell's time travel?

  El Moria's majestic voice sounded again:

  "There is a saying in the extraordinary world. When your own extraordinary path is determined, your enemies and friends will be determined accordingly."

"All diviners, thieves, and angels on the apprentice path will be your enemies!"

Klein's brows furrowed even deeper. An angel of three paths, I'm still only a Sequence 7.

While thinking, Klein turned his attention to Renekton beside him.

Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"There are only two paths in the wilderness of knowledge, the voyeur and the enlightened one. All I need to face is the God of Steam."

"Why are there no hidden sages?"

Klein asked at the right time.

El Moria answered this question for Klein before Renekton spoke: "The activation of the Hidden Sage is deeply related to the Wilderness of Knowledge. This evil god has long been under the control of the Wilderness of Knowledge."

"If he attacks the Hidden Sage, he will only become the next Hidden Sage."

Renekton only felt very interesting when he saw the scene in front of him. As one of the Seven Lights of the Spirit World, El Moria behaved like a walking encyclopedia in front of Klein.

Renekton looked at Klein's bitter and resentful expression, chuckled and reminded:

  "Don't think about these far-fetched things. After all, we are not even demigods yet."

"Keep your own mentality. Before being a demigod, it is the easiest stage to accumulate humanity."

"Thank you, I'm not comforted at all." Klein replied as if he was complaining.

"Do you know the magician's rules for acting?"

The news he received today gave Klein a sense of urgency.

  I have to move up the sequence quickly, at least to the Sequence 4 demigod level as soon as possible to cover up the traces of Origin Castle on my body.

Renekton looked like he was reminiscing, and after thinking for a moment he said:

"I know four things:

1. Do more proactive performances, but don't do unprepared performances;

  2. Challenge the impossible, even if the final result is just false;

  3. Try to get applause from the audience;

  4. Control the target's attention. "

Klein pondered for a moment, and this was not much different from the conclusion he made. Then he turned to El Moria for confirmation.

El Moria nodded slightly and said in a majestic voice:

  "That's basically it. Everyone's role is different. You need to find a way that suits you."

Silver City, in the chief office at the top of the round tower.

The leader of the six-member council, Colin Iliad, was standing in front of the window, staring at the Silver City shrouded in darkness and lightning.

The dim candlelight in the room illuminated his messy gray hair, the twisted and ferocious old scars on his face, the deep nasolabial folds on his face, and his worried eyes.

As if he noticed something, Colin turned around, looked into the dark corner, and asked in a deep voice:

  "Have you found anything?"

In the corner where Colin was looking, a shadow stood up, projecting darkly onto the wall, twisting and whirling.

Its metallic voice sounded in the room:

  "After Derrick Berg returned to his home, his behavior showed certain abnormalities."

Colin nodded lightly without any surprise, and asked in a calm voice:

"What did he do?"

After turning into a light man with the help of the magical item at the bottom of the round tower, and solving the out-of-control man and Amon's clone, he always suspected that the matter was not completely resolved.

Derrick said that the former captain of the exploration team had become Amon's clone, and Derrick, who had been in contact with Amon's clone for so long, suspected that the other party had also unknowingly become that Amon's clone.

He didn't know if what happened today was a battle between evil gods, a temptation, or an attempt to gain his trust.

But he had to make a completely different response than before.

On the wall, the black shadow that kept shaking slightly replied:

  "After he entered the room, he sat on the edge of the bed and whispered to himself for a while. Because I was worried about being discovered by the mysterious man, I didn't get too close and didn't hear clearly what was said, but I was sure it was abnormal. Performance."

"After talking to himself, Derrick seemed to become very tired and quickly fell asleep. But not long after, he suddenly woke up again and held a ceremony, a ceremony with secret elements."

"This ritual seems to be responding!"

Colin frowned and thought for a while with a solemn expression, and then said in a gradually heavier tone:

  "Sure enough, he is communicating with Amon's body in this way? Or maybe he is communicating with the evil god who has established contact with him to help him get rid of the remnants of Amon from his body!"

"What is his or their purpose?"

The black shadow on the wall was silent. He couldn't answer the question and could only continue:

  "After the ceremony, Derrick seems to have changed little. Do we need to deal with it immediately? Whether it is Amon's true form or the evil god who has established contact with Derrick, we can't deal with it."

Colin was silent for several seconds before saying:

  "No need for the time being. Neither the evil god nor Amon has shown enough actual malice towards us. It is more beneficial for us to let them influence each other and restrain each other."

"Do you still remember that prophecy? It's almost time for disaster to strike. We are encountering more and more dangers. Danger, for us, may also be an opportunity!"

"I obey your will, Your Majesty!"

The black shadow on the wall slowly retracted to the ground until it completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 193

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  On the other side of Silver City, Derrick Berg's house.

Derrick, who had already relaxed, suddenly started coughing violently, as if his heart was about to burst.

cough!cough!cough!

  Derrick had to lean down and kept coughing until his throat itched and he coughed up something!

  A translucent bug, snap! It fell to the ground with a loud sound.

It is about the size and thickness of a finger, and has some completely transparent areas on its body, forming circles of rings, with a total of twelve rings.

Derrick had seen something similar to this before, at the bottom of the round tower, just when the chief was cleaning out the former exploration team captain who had been turned into his clone by Amon.

He bent down and picked up the translucent insect, and quietly looked at the translucent body that had lost the breath of life.

what is it? what's it for? .Derrick fell into deep thought.

On the vast Sonia Sea, the waves kept rising and falling, and a ghost ship sailed smoothly on the sea without any swaying movement.

In the captain's room, Alger, the Hanged Man, dressed as a storm priest and holding a brass-colored metal sextant, was meditating with his eyes closed.

Silently, a smile appeared on his face.

"Finally digested. The crystallized feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon and the eyes of the Longan Sea Eagle have not yet been found. I hope that I can get some good news at the next Tarot meeting."

Alger opened his eyes and made a slight movement of raising his hand, and suddenly dots of blue appeared around him.

They intertwined with each other and gathered together, forming a huge wave that swept forward.

Alger pressed his hands, and the huge waves that swept away instantly collapsed and turned into countless raindrops, scattering on the deck.

During the four months of sailing at sea, he continued to complete various tasks assigned by the church, and also consciously explored new channels and searched for undiscovered islands.

This allowed him to gradually master the rules of playing a navigator: proficiency in channel and weather information; exploration and discovery!

  Backlund, Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

Audrey and Susie, the golden retriever dog squatting at her feet, were learning psychology very patiently and enjoyably.

Sitting on the other side is a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society sent to contact her, Isilant!

  "You are really talented in this area!"

Esilante said without concealing his admiration for Audrey.

After saying this, she looked up at the gorgeous and complicated wall clock hanging on the wall, smiled and said:

"The time has come. Today's class ends here. Miss Audrey, if you are interested in the psychology of this genre, we can continue this topic next time."

"Okay." Audrey raised her skirt and stood up to salute.

While watching the other party leave, she nodded slightly thoughtfully:

Ms. Island doesn't act like a real "psychiatrist". At most, she is a "mind reader" like me.

What she just told me should be the basic theories of the Psychological Alchemy Society.

Alas. Why haven't they allowed me to join the club?

  Susie, the big golden retriever dog standing next to Audrey, shook her head and said happily:

"Audrey, I feel like she is the same person as us. No, she is the same dog. That's not right either. Woof!"

Susie, who had not yet mastered human language, fell into confusion, and in the end she could only hide her embarrassment with a dog bark.

In the house at Minsk Street 15.

With somewhat unfamiliar movements, Klein picked up the various ingredients he had just bought and prepared to make himself an egg fried rice.

After going through all kinds of fiddling with kitchen utensils and the kitchen, he finally made a pot of fragrant egg fried rice, served with bacon and black tea, and almost burst into tears while eating it.

"It's such a nostalgic and touching taste."

Before Klein could sigh, a silver spoon reached directly onto the plate in front of him and scooped out a spoonful of egg fried rice.

Klein looked up at Renekton, who had appeared in his room silently. He followed his inspiration and looked around. The layout of his restaurant seemed to overlap with a familiar place.

"How did you do it?" Klein asked curiously.

He took another spoonful of egg-fried rice from the plate in front of Klein, smashed it into his mouth and swallowed it. He licked his lips with some unfinished thoughts and said:

  "I have made no progress in studying the secret arts of emotions and desires recently. In order to relieve the pressure, I turned to the spatial ability of the doorway."

"It seems that you have achieved good results."

Klein looked around and roughly understood that the other party had stitched and overlapped the study room where he was and the dining room where he was.

But why could he take out a spoon in the study?

After Renekton finished, he leaned on the back of his chair and said in a very natural tone:

"I have the habit of eating snacks and snacks. The study is the place where I spend most of my time. It's not surprising that I have some tableware."

Klein nodded silently. He didn't really want to discuss this topic with the other party, so he said instead:

  "Do you know of anything, or a place, that I could go to and perform at?"

"I can't think of where to play the magician." Renekton rubbed his chin with his right hand and said:

"The circus? The red angel evil spirit from the underground ruins of the Tudor Dynasty in the Fourth Age? Or the little boy Will Asceptin who made Doctor Allen unlucky."

Klein was speechless for a while, then said helplessly:

"The effect of the circus performance shouldn't be very good. As for the red angel evil spirit, I need to perform, but I don't need to risk my life to perform."

"Weird kid Will Asceptin, wait until I get there on Friday or Sunday and go to the Cragg Club to find out about Dr. Allen!"

Seeing Klein's methodical analysis, Renekton nodded slightly, thinking about Backlund's story line and said:

"Zimange Party, I just recently wanted to ask them to test the newly made magical items. If you have ideas, you can join."

"Zimang Party?" Klein pondered.

He was very familiar with this gang. When he first came to Backlund, he was assassinated once by the "executioner" of the Zmange Party sent by Ambassador Intis.

dong dong!

There was a knocking on the living room door.

"You have visitors."

Renekton said softly, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers with a "pop!"

His figure, the surrounding bookshelves, chairs, and other things that clearly did not belong to the restaurant all disappeared.

In the Jowood District, Forsi accelerated the progress of the new book because he was worried that he lacked gold pounds to buy the potion materials needed by the magic master.

But writing a book is not something you can do just because you want to. I lacked inspiration. I spent a long time rubbing my pen on the desk, but I couldn't write a single word.

Forsi scratched his hair a little irritably and decided to go for a walk to find inspiration.

As she walked, she unknowingly returned to a familiar place, which was the first private clinic where she worked.

After staring for a while, she thought of the old lady who led her into the extraordinary world.

In a daze, he turned to the small alley on the right and came to a nearby street.

Forsi remembered that the old lady lived in the house at No. 39. She would occasionally come to deliver medicine or give injections, and even help with some daily chores.

Forsi walked under the sycamore tree with few leaves left, and slowly approached the house No. 39.

Because she recalled some past experiences, she gradually found some inspiration for writing.

Just then, she saw someone wearing a heavy woolen coat. The old man wearing a black top hat stood in front of the house at No. 39 and knocked on the door three times.

After a few minutes, no one opened the door. The old man with blue eyes shook his head and turned around, preparing to leave.

Turning around, he saw Forsi who was staying not far away and looking over here.

He quickly stepped forward and walked over, smiling gently and eagerly:

  "Beautiful lady, do you live in this neighborhood? Do you know Roberto and Anlisa?"

Forsi said hesitantly:

"I don't know if the Mrs. Anlisa I knew is the one you're looking for. She lived here for a long time, but she died three years ago."

"Died three years ago? Where's Roberto?"

The old man in front of him immediately asked.

Forsi answered honestly: "Her husband passed away earlier than her."

"Thank you, kind lady."

"I am Lao Boluo's brother. I have been living in Jianhai County. Because I haven't received letters from them for a long time, I decided to come and have a look."

"Can you tell me about their experiences in those years?"

Could it be that Mrs. Anlisa's husband's brother is a descendant of the family she mentioned?

  Forsi felt some vigilance in her heart, suppressed her thoughts, and responded with a smile:

"no problem."

The old man's blue eyes looked around, and finally pointed to the side and back and said:

"There's a nice cafe there."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 194

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Chapter 194

  Early Thursday morning, Renekton and Klein came to a cheap cafe in the East District together.

Renekton's original plan was to find the Zimenger Party, while Klein wanted to fulfill the agreement with Old Kohler, his informant in the East District.

Renekton followed Klein into this cheap cafe and stopped at a corner.

Before the two men called, there was already an old man wearing an old thick jacket sitting here, drinking a cup of tea that had almost no tea flavor, and paired it with a loaf of black bread.

Klein sat down directly across from him, took out a stack of banknotes that he had prepared long ago, and pushed it to the other party.

Old Kohler looked at them straightly. After a while, he reached out and took them over tremblingly.

He looked at it repeatedly and even raised his hand to wipe his eyes. He didn't even notice that Renekton was also sitting at the table. A smile appeared on his somewhat numb face and he said:

"At the dock, we carry heavy goods, step in the cold and dirty water, and do some troublesome cleaning, which only costs about one sole a day."

Klein listened silently, and then said after a few seconds:

  "What have you heard recently? What have you noticed?"

Old Kohler carefully put away the funds given to him by Klein, took another sip of weak tea and said:

  "I don't know where a saying came from recently, saying that since we believe in one of the seven gods, why don't we pray directly to the Creator at the source?"

"Saying that He is in every body and in everything, and never truly passes away."

"Pray to Him, we can be saved, and His brilliance will guide us out of suffering and reach a world where everyone is happy and equal!"

This. Aurora theory after making some changes? Has Aurora begun to notice the lower class people in places like the East End and Docklands? .How does this concept of a world where everyone is happy and equal relate to the Aurora Society?

  Klein's suspicious eyes fell on Renekton aside, trying to see some changes on his face.

Renekton responded to Klein's gaze calmly, with a smile on his lips. He opened and closed his lips slightly and silently said something to the other party:

This kind of Aurora Society is better than a terrorist organization, right?

  Old Kohler did not notice the interaction between the two and continued to talk:

"Mr. Detective, according to your instructions, I paid attention to the affairs of the female textile workers. Their struggle ultimately failed."

"But, well, the leading guys became factory supervisors, and a third of them lost their jobs."

"Some of them are actively looking for new jobs, some have become street girls, and some have gone to unknown places. The entire East District is in chaos."

The inevitability of the times, the promotion of the Black Emperor and the Dreamer, these are necessary sacrifices for them. Sure enough, the demon of knowledge who promotes civilization and spreads knowledge is more in line with my concepts and personality!

While Renekton was pondering, Old Kohler had already finished telling Klein the information he had learned.

Klein picked up the cane and hat that were placed aside, stood up and said:

"Take me to see them. I'm a detective. Maybe I can help them find someone."

Before Old Kohler said the words of rejection, he spoke again:

"I also do volunteer work occasionally!"

Under the leadership of Old Kohler, Renekton and Klein came to a room in a slightly old apartment with a lot of moisture.

Renekton did not go in, but just watched all this quietly from outside.

A middle-aged woman with a lot of wrinkles on her face, her eyes were lifeless, and she was starching clothes numbly.

There was also a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl wearing old, thin clothes, sitting by the bed, sobbing constantly.

Renekton, who was standing alone outside, didn't wait long before Klein walked out with Old Kohler.

After Old Kohler said goodbye, he waved and walked to the other side of the street.

Klein's eyes fell on Renekton, who was standing quietly aside with a calm expression:

"Let's go, it will take some more time. I want to help them find someone."

Renekton nodded noncommittally and said:

  "No problem, I don't lack this little time. There is a saying: The world is in tatters, but there are always people who can mend it."

"Ha!" Klein said self-deprecatingly: "I only provide some help where I can see it and within the scope of my ability that has no impact on myself. It is far from that noble!"

"There is no need to belittle yourself. At least you are more empathetic, kind and upright than me and most people in this world. You are also willing to help others."

There was a rare seriousness in Renekton's voice.

While speaking, Klein had already taken Daisy's "Word Book" and started divination.

"There are results, heading northwest. It's not possible to determine whether it was disturbed at the moment." Klein quickly came to a conclusion based on his divination.

Following the divination revelation, the two of them walked all the way out of the East End, constantly changing directions, and finally arrived at Aires Street near the West End in the Jowood District. They stopped at a house with a vast lawn, a wide garden, a careful fountain square and a marble statue. forward.

Renekton's eyes flashed with a lavender halo, and he casually glanced ahead.

I saw the guards patrolling back and forth inside the iron fence, the vicious dogs sticking out their tongues, and the Beyonders inside the house.

Klein also noticed the tight security here and frowned slightly:

  "What kind of place is this? How could the disappearance of an ordinary East District girl be involved in such a dangerous place?"

"This is the home of the wealthy Capin. Obviously, the little girl named Daisy encountered a large-scale human trafficking organization."

Renekton revealed some of the information he knew.

Klein was silent for a while, recalling the information about Capin.

In many rumors, he is the leader of a bloody criminal group and is related to many cases of missing girls!

In reality, he is a rich man who knows many big people.

Renekton saw the changing expression on Klein's face, patted him on the shoulder and said:

  "Come back at night. There is more than one Beyonder in that house. No matter what you want to do, there is too much movement during the day."

Klein's face became much heavier, he sighed and nodded slightly.

Renekton didn't take back his hand on Klein's shoulder, and took Klein directly into the spirit world to roam, and left in front of Kapin's house.

In a small booth in a cafe.

Forsi had been communicating with the old man across from him for some time and found out that his name was Lawrence Nord, who came from Jianhai County and was a public school teacher.

She was probably certain that the other person was from the family that Mrs. Anlisa mentioned. Could he also be an Extraordinary? Does he have the power of divination?

  Forsi took a sip of coffee, organized his words and said:

  "I used to be a doctor in a nearby private clinic. At that time, Mrs. Anlisa often came to see me. At that time, her husband Roberto had passed away."

"I occasionally talk to her and help her do some things."

"So, she finally made a will, leaving her savings and cash to me, and donating jewelry, books, furniture and other things to charitable organizations, which was supervised by the law firm she appointed."

Because she was worried that the old gentleman opposite him was also an Extraordinary and had the ability of divination, Fors did not choose to lie, but only slightly concealed some things. For example, Mrs. Anlisa gave herself the Extraordinary characteristics inherited from her husband.

  Lawrence reached out and pinched his forehead and said:

"What a shame."

"Thank you for your narration, it made me understand something."

"By the way, where are Loboro and Anlisa buried?"

"Greene Cemetery."

Forsi replied, then took out his pocket watch from his bag and looked at the time and said:

  "Mr. Lawrence, I have something else to do. It's time for me to leave."

Lawrence did not stop him. After getting up and sending the other party away, he sat down again, rubbed his temples in distress, and said silently to himself:

"Lao Boluo passed away and left no children. I don't know where his extraordinary characteristics were taken by Anlisa. She didn't want to contact us at all and didn't want to bear the responsibility of the last name."

"Is the Abraham family really going to slowly die out like this?"

Sitting in a cheap cafe, Lawrence could not help but recall the sufferings the Abraham family had suffered over the years.

He originally came to Backlund to look for his two brothers, Lao Boluo and Sam.

Now, he suddenly discovered that he was the only member of the Abraham family from his father's side.

He himself is nearly eighty years old, and all his children were caught in the disaster brought about by Botis, the mysterious saint of the Aurora Society.

Just thinking about these, the sadness in his heart could not stop flowing out.

What really pained him was that he couldn't see the hope of revenge or the dawn of the family's glory again.

"Where is the future of the Abraham family?"

Lawrence picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then fell into a long silence.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 195 Preparation and Action

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Chapter 195 Preparation and Action

Forsi, who said goodbye to Lawrence, went straight back to his rented house, immediately entered his bedroom and locked the door.

She sat on the edge of the bed, adjusted her posture, and then recited the name of the Fool in a low voice:

"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

"I want to pray to you and state what happened to me today."

"I met the brother of the husband of the old lady who made me an apprentice. He was suspected to be a member of a certain family."

Not long after he finished praying to Mr. Fool, Forsi's eyes suddenly filled with endless gray-white mist, and an illusory yellow-brown parchment fell from the high school.

When she saw the knowledge written on it, most of the uneasiness in her heart suddenly dissipated.

With Mr. Fool taking action, the old gentleman named Lawrence will definitely not be able to obtain the correct revelation in divination!

  Forsi quickly and sincerely expressed his gratitude to Mr. Fool, then stood up and started busy preparing for the ceremony.

Light the candles, and then throw essential oils, hydrosols, herbal powders and other items into the fire. Wait until the quiet and ethereal fragrance fills the room, and a thin and illusory mist envelopes the entire altar.

Forsi quickly followed the content recorded on the parchment, quickly adjusted his body and mind, entered a meditative state, and silently recited the corresponding name of "The Fool" over and over again.

In a daze, Forsi felt that he was drifting back into the majestic ancient palace above the gray mist, and saw Mr. Fool who was perched high above, looking down at everything.

Silently, a majestic and solemn angel appeared in Forsi's field of vision. He saw that the angel was wrapping himself layer by layer with twelve pairs of jet black wings!

  After an unknown amount of time, Forsi suddenly woke up from this dazed state, with only three candles burning quietly in front of him.

"Angel." Forsi was in a daze, forgetting even the step of ending the ceremony.

Above the gray fog, Klein temporarily put the Abraham family's affairs behind him.

According to his original plan, he began to divine the news about Daisy with the help of the bonus on the gray mist.

Pictures flashed through his mind, some were coherent, some were jumping, and there was no logic behind them.

He saw Daisy being dragged into a remote alley by a man wearing a heavy jacket and a gray peaked cap, covering her mouth with a handkerchief from behind.

I saw Daisy being lifted up by another man similarly dressed and thrown into a carriage parked outside the alley.

Daisy was threatened by the sharp dagger in a daze, and her ears were full of dirty and threatening words.

The carriage drove into the luxurious villa where Kapin was located.

Daisy was locked in a small, dark room, and women's cries, screams and curses echoed outside from time to time.

Bugs Bunny, dressed as a gentleman, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, adjusting the hat on his head and the red wooden mouth organ pinned to his waist.

Renekton was eating the barbecue he had just bought attentively, occasionally stopping to take a sip of juice.

After tidying up his clothes with satisfaction, Bugs Bunny returned to his true nature the next moment, jumping up to the table, looking at Renekton curiously and asking:

  "Boss, do you really want me to fight alone, no, a rabbit tonight?"

Renekton glanced at Bugs Bunny, who sounded excited and worried, and said:

  "No, Klein will do it with you. Don't worry, there won't be any danger. It's just to give you some combat experience."

"In the end, I will let Yuki-onna clean up the mess. I originally planned to find some unlucky people to test Yuki-onna's abilities."

While speaking, Klein knocked on the door of the living room.

Squeak! In the sound, a natural spirit opened the door.

Klein glanced around the room, then walked straight to the seat opposite Renekton and sat down.

After organizing the language a little bit, he said:

"I divined the whereabouts of Daisy. She is imprisoned in the luxurious villa in Kaping."

"There were many women who were also kidnapped in that villa."

"This is not surprising. Kaping is a human trafficker with an official background."

Renekton nodded in response with a calm voice.

Klein frowned and said in disbelief:

  "Kaping has an official background?"

"Inevitable, I took a look outside his villa this morning. There were at least four Beyonders inside." Renekton recalled what he had seen through his Peeping Eyes that morning and said:

"The strongest among them is Sequence Six or Sequence Five of the Judge path. This is the path mastered by the Augustus family of the Loen royal family."

"The royal family?" Klein murmured in a low voice.

He had a hunch in his heart that Kaping, as a human trafficker, might be involved in many things and people.

With a sigh, Klein gathered his emotions. He would not give up on rescuing those innocent girls just because Capping involved the royal family or even more.

He looked at Renekton with a solemn gaze and said:

  "Your inspection of the villa was not noticed by the Beyonders inside, right?" Renekton shook his head slightly and said very confidently:

  "Of course not. The secret-peeping eye of the secret-peeper is one of the core abilities of this path."

"Moreover, the reader has a sequence called the Keeper, also known as the detective. Through some small traces and clues, a large number of conclusions can be deduced."

So, the combination of reader and secret peeper is quite powerful, but it's a bit biased.

Klein sighed in his heart, and then changed the topic to the Abraham family. Miss Magician had just prayed to him and explained her experience.

"Miss Magician met a member of the Abraham family, the brother of the husband of the lady who led her to the extraordinary path."

"Abraham. Affected by Mr. Men's ravings, they didn't even have a Sequence Six Extraordinary. Later, they experienced a major turmoil, and now the Abraham family."

"Unrest? What kind of turmoil?" Klein was very curious about the Abraham family.

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, Renekton leaned on the back of his chair, rubbed his chin and said:

"In order to avoid the influence of Mr. Men's nonsense, the Abraham family once had a plan to cultivate non-family members."

"As a result, because the family members were too weak, the apprentices they trained gradually became stronger. Do you want to take control of the Abraham family?"

Klein answered.

"Not bad, you've learned how to answer quickly!" Renekton reached out and forked a piece of barbecue, put it into his mouth, paused for a moment, and then continued:

  "One of the apprentices trained by Abraham was seduced by the True Creator and joined the Aurora Society. He started a rebellion in the Abraham family and finally reaped enough benefits to become the Secret Saint of the Aurora Society."

Klein listened in silence, and finally could only sigh.

Stimulated by the aroma of barbecue, Klein picked up the extra knife and fork on the table, forked a piece of barbecue from the plate in front of Renekton and put it into his mouth.

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

"Why did you choose to cooperate with the Aurora Society?"

"I didn't choose to cooperate with the Aurora Society, but He chose me!" While speaking, Renekton raised his left hand.

At dusk, outside Kaping's luxurious villa in Jowood District.

Renekton and Klein were in an empty room in a nearby house, waiting for night to come.

Wearing a custom-made black tuxedo, a tall black hat, and a red bow tie around his neck, Bugs Bunny stood on the windowsill.

His two paws held a red wooden mouth organ the size of an adult's palm, and he played it silently near his mouth.

Crows and pigeons landed on the windowsill one after another, picked up the seeds in the bag next to Bugs Bunny, and then fluttered their wings away.

It wasn't until most of the seeds in the bag were consumed that Bugs Bunny stopped playing the mouth organ.

Without caring about his image as a gentleman, he sat down on the window sill and complained:

"Playing the mouth organ is so embarrassing for the rabbit!"

Renekton handed over a piece of fruit, and Bugs Bunny was immediately gagged.

Klein was at the window on the other side, watching the pigeons, crows and other birds summoned by Bugs Bunny throwing seeds around Cappin's villa, and asked curiously:

  "Can this mouth organ control animals? What are those seeds for?"

"That mouth organ corresponds to the sequence of animal tamer, as for those seeds."

Bugs Bunny took over Renekton's words and said:

  "It's the Sleeping Flower. The seeds of the Sleeping Flower have been modified by me. They will grow and bloom in a short period of time."

"When it gets dark, pollen will be spread and everyone in the area will go into a deep sleep state."

Klein nodded, and then continued to stare at Kapin's villa until he saw someone walking out of the villa and stopped a carriage to go elsewhere.

Klein glanced at Renekton who was playing with the figure and said:

"To be on the safe side, I will go to the villa to capture someone so that I can divine some specific situations."

Renekton just glanced at Klein and then nodded without asking him what to do.

After receiving the reply, Klein immediately opened the door and left, preparing to find an unoccupied room, summon himself and respond to himself, transform himself into a spirit state, and control what he had just done when he came out of Kaping's villa. that person.

Renekton looked around the room, took a few steps to the center of the room, closed his eyes and began to meditate, sketching the brass ring in his mind, while shaking his own spirituality, and recited in a low voice:

  "A spirit that wanders in illusion, an upper-world creature that is friendly to humans, and is the messenger of Al Taines alone."

A golden book, like a book made of gold, quickly fell from the spiritual world to reality.

The golden cover quickly cracked open, and a mouth was pulled out:

  "My dear master, why have you summoned me?"

(End of this chapter)