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Chapter 201 Go and come back
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Chapter 201 Go and come back
The next morning, Renekton was eating breakfast in the dining room downstairs.
An invisible natural spirit handed over the Tasok newspaper that had just been delivered today. Renekton took the newspaper and unfolded it.
Unsurprisingly, I saw the report about Capin's death in the most prominent position in the newspaper.
The basement in Capping's luxurious villa used to hold the kidnapped girl was also discovered.
The girls who escaped revealed to the church the fact that Capin was a human trafficker and complained that they had been violated to varying degrees after being kidnapped.
As for the hero who killed Capin and everyone in the villa, and rescued the kidnapped girl, the newspaper gave him a codename, the Rogue "Black Emperor"!
Ah! It seems that Klein's performance was successful this time.
Boom, boom, boom! A knock on the door interrupted Renekton's thoughts.
A natural spirit approached and clung to the doorknob very skillfully.
Squeak! With the sound, the door opened automatically.
Destiny, who had a gray beard and hair, walked in with a smile.
It wasn't until the other party found a chair opposite him to sit down that Renekton said with a hint of confusion:
"What did you post? You seem to be in a good mood."
"I received a reply from Him, which is the whereabouts of the prophet's characteristics. When I complete my promotion in Backlund, I can look for this characteristic."
Destiny explained with a smile.
"Prophet." After recalling it in his mind, Renekton realized that except for the fact that this was the second sequence of the destiny path, he didn't know any other information.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously:
"Prophet? What are his characteristics?"
Destiny smiled and said:
"He is God's spokesman, who can see visions and understand what will happen in the future."
"God gave Him the power to work signs and wonders."
The spokesperson of God. I remember Will said that He can only be regarded as a part of destiny. Only by becoming the wheel of destiny is it equal to the incarnation of destiny to a certain extent.
If the Wheel of Fortune appears, the Sequence 2 prophet will naturally be the spokesperson of the angels and gods under him, and also the spokesperson of fate!
After thinking for a moment, Renekton looked at Destiny again and said in a very sincere tone: "Congratulations!"
In Silver City, Derrick hid the translucent bugs he coughed up and waited for the next tarot meeting. After asking other people in the tarot meeting what it was, he finally decided whether to hand it over. To the chief.
Originally, he wanted to ask Mr. Fool directly what it was, but considering that he had already troubled Mr. Fool more than once during this period, Derrick, who was thin-skinned, gave up his plan to ask Mr. Fool directly.
After sitting in the room for a while, Derrick picked up the hurricane ax and put it on his waist. He was about to go out to the trading area to see if he could directly buy the materials that other members of the Tarot Club wanted to buy.
Whether it's to improve my own strength or to find out about the news outside the Land Abandoned by God, I need to come up with something and make a deal with others.
Thinking about the questions he needs to ask everyone for advice in the next Tarot meeting, Derrick unknowingly walked to the training ground on the edge of Silver City.
This is where the exploration team will stay and isolate after returning. They will only be released home after they have been isolated for a certain period of time and are safe.
This is Silver City's experience gained from over two thousand years of exploration and exploration. It's not complicated, but it's practical enough.
Looking at the training ground illuminated by dim torches, Derrick wanted to turn around and leave, but he hesitated to go in and take a look.
If the chief and the others had not canceled their exploration of the half-ruined temple, the members of the exploration team who went there should have returned.
While thinking, Derrick had already stepped into the training ground.
As soon as he entered the training ground, Derrick saw a strong man with a shaved head, a dark green symbol tattooed on the top, and a height of nearly 2.5 meters.
This is Waite Hilmon, one of the six elders of the Silver City Council, a powerful demon hunter!
At the same time, Derrick also saw two acquaintances of the same age group, one of whom was his teammate in the patrol team, Dark Riggins.
"The six-member council replaced Elder Lovia, the shepherd who originally led the team, with Elder Waite?"
Derrick whispered silently from the side.
Although the team was not led by Elder Lovia, who was a shepherd, but by Elder Wait, who was more qualified, Derrick did not think that this would avoid corresponding dangers.
Perhaps Derrick's gaze was too direct. On the other side of a translucent but hard-as-steel wall, a young man named Dak noticed and looked sideways.
"Dak, you went to explore the half-ruined temple and came back? How was it? Did you encounter any danger?"
Seeing Dak looking at him, Derrick shouted from the wall.
The bright smile and words that Derrick expected did not appear. He only saw Dak take a few steps closer and then replied with a smile:
"Yes, there is no danger, everything goes smoothly!" The smile on Dak's face was faultless, and he answered very ably.
Derrick suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was in a desolate and terrifying night, surrounded by darkness and undercurrents.
No, it shouldn't be like this, this is not the tone and demeanor of Dak's words!
Backlund, Minsk Street.
Renekton was sitting in front of the fireplace in the dining room, flipping through a book without a cover. This was a book of knowledge about the spiritual realm that he had obtained from Green Light Serapis through a previous ritual.
"Huh?" Renekton was inspired. He raised his head and looked forward, his eyes covered with a faint purple fluorescence.
Renekton's vision penetrated reality and saw the corresponding spirit world area.
A little guy covered in black down, with a light yellow nose and a long muzzle, was struggling to push a safe that was far larger than its body size.
"It's pretty fast. It only took one day and I found the safe."
Renekton whispered to himself.
Immediately, light blue fluorescence lit up in his eyes, and he put the open book aside. Renekton took two steps forward, raised his hand and drew a mysterious symbol symbolizing "door" in mid-air.
Spreading out his spirituality, the place where Renekton had just raised his hand to gesture appeared layers of symbols like double doors. The spirituality rippled like water waves, and the barrier between reality and the spiritual world in the restaurant was briefly opened. .
Bang! The sound of a heavy metal object falling to the ground was heard, and a silver-gray safe with a paper figure on the surface fell directly from mid-air to the floor.
Immediately, a black figure quickly rushed out of the spirit world and pounced on him. His body the size of a kitten stood on top of the safe, with his hands on his hips, staring closely at Renekton.
"Woo~woo~"
Even without using the spell of understanding language and spiritual communication, Renekton can understand what it wants to express:
"Hurry up and give the money!"
Raising his eyebrows and looking at the money-hungry little guy, Renekton went upstairs to put the gold coins he had prepared in a bag, took them out and handed them to him.
Ni Fulei grabbed a bag that was about the same size as his own body and jumped off the safe like he was jumping into the water.
The moment it touched the floor, its body melted into it, and the bag of gold coins it was pulling also melted into the floor.
Renekton watched the other party fall into the spirit world like a fish, and quickly moved away.
Renekton returned his gaze to the safe. With the paper man posted on it, Renekton could confirm that the safe had not been opened.
The money-hungry Ni Fu Lei didn't know that the safe he was looking for was the most valuable.
Renekton raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pulled off the paper mannequin attached to the safe, and then simulated the ability to open the door, easily opening the safe, revealing the gold bars, land deeds, jewelry, antiques and other items inside.
A head with a long, flat, light yellow nose came out from the side, its eyes fixed on the belongings in the safe.
The next moment, it turned into a black shadow and rushed over.
In mid-air, an invisible natural spirit tightly bound it, and Ni Fulei's little arms and legs kicked randomly in the air.
Glancing at the returning Nifu Lei, Renekton closed the safe again and put the paper man on top again.
A thin layer of starlight appeared and disappeared in an instant.
After taking anti-theft measures for the safe, Renekton turned his attention back to Ni Fu Lei who was caught in the air. Without any intention of putting it down, he directly said in ancient Hermes:
"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back again?"
"Woo~woo~ I smell the smell of treasure, you are a liar! You obviously have so much property, but you only gave me a few gold coins!"
"I found all of these, they are all mine! Woo!"
Renekton probably understood what the mud thunder said, and then he twisted it into his hand and threw it back to the spirit world.
The little guy got back very perseveringly, bumped his head against the safe, shook his head and whined, then changed direction and hit the safe again.
A little smart, but not much!
Dots of starlight surrounded Renekton's palm, quickly forming a slowly rotating ball of star sand.
He raised his hand and pushed forward, and the slowly selected star sand turned into bright starlight, directly hitting Ni Fulei's small body, and taking it with him into the spirit world again.
In the spiritual world, bright stars flashed one after another, taking it to a very far place.
"Be careful, don't let this little guy steal anything in the house. If you can't take away the contents of the safe, it may divert the target."
Renekton turned his head and warned Anu, the crow preening his feathers on the window sill, to guard against a flexible spiritual creature. The crows in the path of death were better at it.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 202 Exploring Dreams
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Chapter 202 Exploring Dreams
On Friday night, Renekton finished dinner with the family's three animals.
After casting his eyes aside, Renekton calmly picked up the fruit after dinner and admired the performance of this stubborn Nifulei.
I don't know what the mentality of this mud thunder was. After being discovered after sneaking in again and again, and then being thrown back to the spirit world, it actually took an emerald it found from nowhere and wanted to bribe the security in the house. Anu at work.
Then it was tied to Renekton by Anu. For the sake of paying the money, Renekton did not throw it directly back to the spirit world. For the sake of paying the money, Renekton treated it as if it belonged here. Tenant now.
Boom!Boom!
There was a knock on the door, and Ni Fulei, who was still banging on the safe, jumped into the water and entered the spirit world.
Squeak! The door opens automatically.
Klein walked in with a black cane and a skeleton key in his hand, wearing a half-top hat.
"I'm going to go to Dr. Allen, enter the other person's dream, and find out how the nightmares related to Will Auceptin come about. Are you interested?"
Klein directly stated his plans for tonight's actions.
"There is definitely interest, but Will Auceptin may not want to see me, even in a dream."
Renekton groaned, then took out a folded paper man from his pocket and handed it to Klein.
"You take this with you. After you enter the dreamland, if nothing unexpected happens, I can follow the connection and let my consciousness roam into the dreamland where you are."
"Okay." Klein took the paper figurine from Renekton, glanced at it, and put it in his jacket pocket.
Burningham Road, Hillstown.
Klein used the master key to open a "door" in the wall, and then quietly arrived at the bedroom of Dr. Allen and his wife.
"Sleep!" Klein quickly took out a sleeping charm and whispered the spell, causing Dr. Allen's wife to fall into a true sleep.
Then he sat down on the chair in front of the dressing table, took out another dream charm he had prepared, and whispered an ancient Hermetic word:
"Crimson!"
The dream spell in Klein's hand began to burn into a deep and peaceful black. Driven by Klein's will, this black spread out and enveloped Dr. Allen and Klein himself.
At the same time, Renekton, who was already lying on the bed, felt a vague connection.
Understanding that this was the feedback given to him by the paper man that Klein was carrying, Renekton immediately adjusted his state and quickly entered sleep through meditation.
Through the psychological hints left for himself in advance, Renekton's consciousness soon became clear, and following the connection between himself and the paper man, he roamed in the world of dreams and minds, and went to Dr. Alan Kress. of dreams.
Following the induction, Renekton came to a place of endless darkness, where there was only a solitary oval-shaped ball of light.
Renekton immediately spread his spirituality and touched the somewhat illusory and hazy ball of light.
The next moment, the world around him suddenly became upside down and distorted, and Renekton's consciousness came to a pale yellow paper man.
After adapting to the paper man's body, Renekton directly controlled the paper man to float out of Klein's pocket and land on his shoulder.
Klein glanced at the paper man floating out of his pocket, and instantly understood that this was the manifestation of Renekton's consciousness in this dream.
Although he didn't understand why it looked like a paper man, Klein still nodded gently towards the paper man and let the other person fall on his shoulder.
Renekton looked at his surroundings curiously:
In front of a dark and desolate plain is a towering black spire with a huge silver-white snake coiled above it.
Renekton looked curiously at the giant snake above his head, trying to figure out whether it was a manifestation of Will himself or Ouroloius.
The silver-white giant snake leaned down, its scarlet eyes staring at everyone coldly and ruthlessly.
In front of it, everything seems small and equal.
The owner of this dream, Dr. Allen, didn't pay attention to this giant silver snake. He just followed the flow of the dream and walked forward.
Klein followed Dr. Allen with the little paper man, passed through an old wooden door, and entered the interior of the tower.
The layout inside the tower is extremely chaotic. Some stairs go up and some go down. Some of the rooms in the hall, library, and bedrooms are normal and some are upside down.
"Endless chaos, the incarnation of fate"
Two sentences describing the Key of Light suddenly popped into Renekton's mind.
Dr. Allen's pace did not stop. After passing through the doors and walls, a huddled figure appeared in the corner ahead.
Sensing Dr. Allen's arrival, the figure quickly stood up and came closer hopping on one leg.
As he got closer, his image finally appeared completely in Renekton's eyes.
A little boy in his early ten years, with a somewhat tough head,
There was an obvious look of fear on his face, and he held a deck of tarot cards in his hand. His dark eyes stared closely at Dr. Allen, his eyes were surprised and happy, and he said with fear and panic:
"Dr. Allen, there's a snake trying to eat me!"
But when his voice fell into Renekton's ears, it became:
"What are you doing here?"
"Do you know me?" Renekton wanted to ask in surprise.
But the next moment, the little boy screamed, and the figure of the mercury snake was reflected in his eyes.
The dream was shattered instantly, and Renekton's consciousness fell into the world of dreams and souls again.
With a helpless sigh, Renekton returned to his body.
His consciousness returned to his body, and Renekton woke up, but he had no intention of getting up. Instead, he remained in his current position and fell asleep.
The next morning, Renekton received Frank's letter to himself, briefly talking about the progress of his research, and at the same time complaining about the shortcomings of the book messenger who could only write letters but not send things.
Renekton was also a little helpless. He couldn't let a book transport things!
He picked up the pen on the table and wrote a reply to Frank:
Frank, please help me ask the captain if he can help me resell a batch of property. I don't have the channels for this, and it's not easy to do so in Backlund.
By the way, help me pay attention to the crystallized feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon and the eyes of the Longan Sea Eagle. For clues about these two extraordinary materials, you only need to pay attention, and there is no need to deliberately look for them.
In addition, I have recently developed several ritual magics for maintaining a stable environment. You may need them when cultivating different crops at sea. I have put them on the paper at the back.
Your friend in Backlund, Al.
After writing a reply to Frank, he raised his hand and sent the letter into the spirit world.
Renekton began to think about whether he should find another messenger. Although this book messenger was very convenient to use, it would be troublesome sometimes because it could not help deliver things.
While thinking, Renekton saw Ni Fu Lei who had just poked his head out of the spirit world.
Nifulei blinked his small black eyes twice, and before Renekton could speak, he quickly retracted his protruding head and left without looking back.
Renekton looked at the place where Nifulei disappeared and sighed helplessly. He had a crisis of trust in this little guy.
It seems that he can no longer be employed as a part-time messenger. However, this money-grubbing guy cannot be reassured.
Monday, three o'clock in the afternoon, today's Tarot session will be held on time.
Above the boundless gray fog, as streaks of crimson light rose, blurry figures appeared around the long bronze table.
Above the gray fog, the first thing that sounded was Miss Justice's familiar and brisk greeting:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"
"good afternoon"
After everyone said hello to each other, Little Sun Derrick did not hide his anxious mood, but he also did not directly tell his problem.
He knew very well that the opening period was the time for Mr. Fool to read Russell's diary.
The party has already started, there is no need to rush. If Mr. Fool is in a good mood, he may answer some questions.
Little Sun Derrick comforted himself in his heart.
Alger, the Hanged Man, turned his head to look at the top, and said in a humble tone:
"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three new pages of Russell's diary."
journal? Russell's diary? Magician Forsi immediately became focused. She suspected that this so-called Russell's diary might be something she was familiar with.
Klein, shrouded in gray fog, smiled and responded:
"What do you want to trade them for?"
Alger the Hanged Man glanced at the card covering Mr. Fool's right hand, suppressed his inner enthusiasm, and maintained his normal tone:
"I wonder what that card next to you is?"
Klein didn't expect that the Hanged Man's request was the easiest for him to fulfill, so he chuckled and said:
"can."
"Do you want everyone to hear it, or just yourself?"
Alger the Hanged Man replied without hesitation:
"Only you know."
There really is no spirit of selfless dedication.
Renekton leaned on the high-backed chair and complained silently.
At this time, Magician Forsi almost understood one thing:
Using the so-called Russell Diary, you can exchange answers to certain questions from Mr. Fool, and maybe even exchange them for items!
Russell's diary? Was it something written by Emperor Russell with that unique symbol? That turned out to be a diary. At least Mr. Hanged Man's tone was very firm, and Mr. Fool didn't refute
"I've come across many, but I never bought them because I wasn't interested."
"There are quite a few at Miss Audrey's place, but I remember last week, no, it seems to be last week, anyway, not long ago, her dog chewed up many books and notes, including those of Rosette. The diary of Emperor Er!"
Forsi's mood at this time was like riding a roller coaster, from great joy to great sadness.
I hate dogs!
In the end, Magician Forsi only had this thought left in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 203 The Story of Little Sun
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Chapter 203 The Story of Little Sun
The Hanged Man's Alger and Fool Klein's separate communication ended, and then he began to manifest the newly obtained three pages of Russell's diary.
Soon, the three pieces of yellow-brown parchment came into Klein's hands.
Renekton's eyes swept over the three pages without leaving any trace.
I can't see it, but I really want to know what words there are in Russell's diary this time!
Everyone waited in silence for Mr. Fool, who was at the top, to finish reading today's Russell's diary.
After a while, Tuk Tuk! The sound of tapping on the table sounded.
Klein, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table, glanced across Renekton.
Why hadn't I noticed before that every time Russell's diary appeared, Al's spirit body was filled with complex emotions such as curiosity, contemplation, and suffering?
Klein looked away without any trace and chuckled:
"You can start now."
Little Sun originally planned to ask about the true Creator and the translucent bug he coughed up, but Alger the Hanged Man spoke faster than he did, and asked in a nonchalant tone:
"Have you had any communication with the former exploration team leader? Did he show any abnormalities?"
Little Sun Derrick temporarily suppressed the eagerness in his heart and answered Mr. Hanged Man's question honestly: "He is dead."
"He's dead?" Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, and Miss Magician all expressed their surprise at the same time.
"Did you report to our chief that he was Amon's clone?"
Magician Forsi asked very curiously.
Little Sun Derrick shook his head slowly. Although he didn't really want to recall what happened that day, in order to get advice from everyone, he still kept his voice as calm as possible and narrated:
"No, after the party that day, I was very afraid that Amon would do something, and I didn't dare to contact him at all. As a result, it suddenly crossed the wall and the seal of the magical item, and appeared in by my side."
"He also asked me: Where did you go just now?"
Hearing this, the magician Forsi, who is a well-known writer, has already put himself in. He is frightened and excited, just like hearing ghost stories when he was a child. He has obviously covered his ears in fear, but he still can't help but open his ears. Between your fingers, the sound can be transmitted to your mind.
Justice Audrey took a small breath and just imagined the scene described by Mr. Sun in her mind, and she felt a chill running down her spine.
"The seal of your magical item in Silver City has failed?"
Alger, the Hanged Man, subconsciously asked a question.
Little Sun Derrick shook his head blankly and said:
"I don't know. It shouldn't have failed, but he doesn't know why he wasn't affected."
"When he appeared in my room, he was completely out of control. His head was split in the middle, fluid was flowing out, and there were many cracks on his body, like a mouth!"
"Then how did you survive? Or rather, how did you escape from it?"
Magician Forsi felt very immersive and asked curiously.
Justice Audrey tilted her head slightly and made a listening gesture. This was also an issue she was very concerned about.
Little Sun Derrick replied with a hint of joy:
"It was Your Excellency the Chief. He appeared in time and used that magical item to deal with the out-of-control Amon clone."
Forsi and Audrey both looked the same and nodded slightly. This was the most reasonable explanation.
Alger, the Hanged Man, frowned slightly and asked slowly:
"You said that not long after you returned, the former captain of the exploration team lost control?"
"He has not lost control in the past decades, but suddenly lost control after you returned? Moreover, when the magical item did not respond, your chief appeared in time and solved the loser?"
While asking the question, Alger the Hanged Man looked up at Mr. Fool at the top. Seeing that he was still in a calm and leisurely state, his mood stabilized.
"Ha! Why do you think Amon's clone will lose control on its own?"
Renekton leaned on the high-backed chair and spoke lazily.
After everyone looked over with either doubts or surprise, he continued unhurriedly:
"The former exploration team captain's loss of control was most likely just a drama directed and performed by Amon."
"His real purpose should be to quietly parasitize you!"
"At the same time, it is also to force your chief to make other responses to this. For example, changing your detention to having someone secretly monitor you. Only by observing your reaction after being parasitized can more information be obtained. ."
Little Sun Derrick opened his mouth a little bit. He felt that Mr. Baita was so powerful. With just a little narration of his own, he was able to almost restore the situation, and he also pointed out details that he had not noticed before.
Derrick answered with great admiration:
"Yes, Amon did parasitize me in the end, and the chief also released me from the bottom of the round tower.
"But why did Amon perform that drama himself? Isn't doing so weakening His own power?"
After hearing Derrick say that he was indeed parasitized by Amon, Alger, Forsi, and Audrey all became tense in an instant. Alger, who was extremely experienced in combat, almost put on a fighting stance to prevent an accident.
He saw the uneven reactions of the White Tower and the World, and then looked back at Mr. Fool at the top of the long bronze table, and then relaxed.
He stretched out his hand to rub the stubble on his chin, thinking about answering Little Sun's question:
"It's very simple. Only when Amon's clone shows that he has been cleaned up will other people relax their vigilance and start his next actions."
"Just losing a clone, for a being at Amon's level, this is not considered a loss at all."
Little Sun Derrick nodded repeatedly. He felt that Mr. Hanged Man's analysis was very reasonable.
Alger, the Hanged Man, looked at Little Sun's appearance, shook his head helplessly and said:
"This is a three-way game between Mr. Fool, your chief, and Amon."
"And you are the most critical chess piece!"
Little Sun Derrick nodded in understanding and continued to talk about his experience:
"After I left the bottom of the round tower, I prayed to Mr. Fool. Mr. Fool discovered Amon's parasitism at this time."
While speaking, he also embodied the scene that Mr. Fool passed to him at that time:
Amon wearing a black pointed hat and monocle crystal glasses.
"What happened next?" The Hanged Man asked quickly.
"Later, Mr. Fool taught me a ritual. Through that ritual, Mr. Fool sent his angel to purify Amon's clone."
Little Sun Derrick answered honestly.
"Angel?" Alger, the Hanged Man, looked at the figure shrouded in gray mist at the top of the long bronze table in astonishment.
Immediately he realized that his action was too abrupt, rude and not respectful enough, so he lowered his head again.
"Angel?" Justice Audrey was confused for a moment, and then quickly figured out what Mr. Sun was talking about:
Mr. Fool sent his angel to purify Amon's clone!
Angel!
Mr. Fool actually sent an angel!
Mr. Fool indeed has angels as his attendants!
Although this is a natural thing, it is still exciting!
Only gods can drive angels!
Audrey couldn't help but think about what Mr. Fool's angel looked like. I don't know when I will be lucky enough to meet one.
The magician Forsi recalled his previous encounter. At that time, he clearly just asked Mr. Fool to help interfere with the divination, but in the end he saw an angel with twelve pairs of wings descending and covering his spirit body with his wings.
It is indeed an angel. There are twelve pairs of dark wings in total. This is an archangel!
Forsi suddenly didn't dare to raise his head and look at the figure sitting leisurely at the top of the long bronze table.
After a brief period of fear, Alger, the Hanged Man, felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. During this time, he thought of many things, and suddenly felt that the future was full of light.
Only then did he think about the details in Taiyang's words:
Mr. Fool's method of purifying Amon's clone went in a big circle. Is this because he wants to influence the real world and must break through many obstacles? Or is there something special about the God-Forsaken Land?
Little Sun Derrick couldn't quite understand the reactions of Mr. Hanged Man, Miss Justice, and Miss Magician. In his opinion, it was a normal thing for a great being to be served by angels.
He waited for a while and waited until everyone had calmed down before speaking again:
"After Amon's clone was purified, I coughed up a small worm, which was exactly the same as the one that dropped when Amon's clone was solved in the dungeon. Do you know what it is?"
While speaking, Derrick, with the help of Klein the Fool, took on the appearance of the translucent worm.
Justice Audrey and Magician Forsi looked over curiously and shook their heads at the same time. In their knowledge of mysticism, they had never seen or heard of anything related to this.
After a brief silence, Renekton spoke up:
"This is the Worm of Time."
Before Little Sun and the others could ask questions, Renekton then explained the relevant information:
"This is the carrier for Amon to create clones. The Worm of Time is also the name of the first sequence of the Thief Path."
"The carrier of the clone of Amon, the Worm of Time."
Little Sun Derrick whispered to himself, seeming to have solved a lot of doubts.
Then he looked at Renekton sitting next to him and asked curiously:
"What can it be used for? I mean dead."
"It can be used to make some advanced spells or one-time magical items, but you can only pray to Mr. Fool."
"Of course, Amon can do it too, if you want to say goodbye to this world!"
Renekton told Little Sun about the purpose of the Worm of Time, and at the end, he made a little joke.
Little Sun Derrick nodded solemnly and responded:
"Well, I understand, thank you, Mr. Baita."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 204 "Information in the Spirit World"
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Chapter 204 "Information in the Spirit World"
Little Sun Derrick then directed the topic to the exploration team, and said in a worried tone:
"Silver City still organized the exploration of the temple, but the leader was not Elder Lovia, but another Elder Waite. He was a powerful demon hunter and a very qualified demon hunter. The elder."
"There are several people in this exploration team that I know well, but they all have some personality changes."
"They are tainted by the True Creator!"
Alger, the Hanged Man, said in a firm tone without hesitation.
Renekton frowned slightly, then relaxed.
It is impossible for Silver City to give up the exploration of the half-destroyed temple because of Little Sun's words. Changing an elder to lead the team has made Silver City believe Little Sun's words to a large extent.
Justice Audrey couldn't help but glance at the top of the long bronze table. She remembered very clearly that Mr. Fool's favored people had destroyed the arrival of the evil god.
"Really?" Derrick asked as if he was not very willing to believe this conclusion.
Alger, the Hanged Man, said in a calm tone:
"Describe their changes in detail."
"It feels like people are still the same people, but they are very different from before. Optimism has turned into depression, and bright smiles have turned into polite smiles."
Derrick explained all the abnormalities he discovered, and at the end, he added:
"I don't know if this is my illusion. My perception tells me that they are still them, but when facing each other, there will be a sense of panic in my heart for no reason."
"It's as if they only have one outer layer left, but they've already changed themselves inside."
Alger the Hanged Man considered and said:
"The situation may be more serious than you think!"
"Being polluted is the best possibility. If they have sincerely believed in the true Creator, it would be troublesome and cannot be saved."
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Renekton also believed that the members of the exploration team had most likely been contaminated, and then expressed his inference:
"The True Creator is the true God who is in charge of the fallen realm, and has partial authority over the realms of corruption, pollution, mutation, etc."
"If your feeling is correct, those members of the exploration team may have already experienced mutations."
"Then what should I do? Chief, they don't seem to have high trust in me."
Little Sun Derrick asked anxiously.
Magician Forsi couldn't help but sigh:
"For you chiefs, there is no difference between Amon, the True Creator, and Mr. Fool."
"They can't tell which side is good and which side is bad."
While speaking, Forsi also carefully looked at Mr. Fool at the top. She felt that her statement of putting Amon, the True Creator and Mr. Fool together was a bit presumptuous.
Seeing that Mr. Fool was not angry because of this, she breathed a sigh of relief and warned herself in her heart: She would not say such disrespectful words in the future.
Renekton pondered for two seconds and said:
"Your chief must have paid some attention to the members of the exploration team. They cannot make too big a wave."
"Rather than these, what is more important for you now is to try to gain the trust of your chief. At least let him classify Mr. Fool who has established contact with you into a more friendly category that can be trusted to a certain extent."
"This is more beneficial to you and Silver City."
"Then what should I do?" Little Sun Derrick asked eagerly.
Renekton frowned and thought for a while, then he said after careful consideration:
"My advice is, don't show too much, just do what you want to do and what you should do."
"Faced with a mysterious great being, any behavior you take will be over-interpreted by your chief!"
Little Sun Derrick nodded seriously, although he didn't understand it clearly.
"That Worm of Time, you can definitely use it to gain some trust from your chief."
The Hanged Man then spoke:
"You just need to find an opportunity to make a member of the exploration team show the most complete abnormality, conflict with him, and then hand over the Insect of Time."
"Describe some vague processes yourself, and let it all appear as a conflict between Amon and the true Creator, leading to both being exposed. In this process, it was Mr. Fool who protected you."
Renekton frowned upon hearing this and interrupted Alger's narration:
"There is no point in doing this. Silver City will not be aware of Derrick being parasitized and the exploration team being contaminated. They have been living in the dangerous land abandoned by the gods for thousands of years!"
Alger was a little angry that his words were interrupted, but above the gray fog and in front of Mr. Fool, he didn't show it too obviously. He just frowned and looked obviously unhappy.
Renekton resumed his lazy posture leaning on the high-backed chair, turned his head towards Derrick the Little Sun and said:
"What you really need to pay attention to is Amon, not the true Creator. He will not take the initiative to do anything to your Silver City. In fact, if there is no problem with His state, He will protect you."
"But Amon is different. Amon's goal is very clear. There is something about you that attracts him." "Amon has more clones than you think. There must be his clones in Silver City!"
Renekton's last words made Derrick's face turn pale, and the joy he felt for getting rid of Amon was gone.
Derrick looked to the top for help, to Mr. Fool who was shrouded in gray mist.
Klein sighed in his heart. He understood what Amon's clear goal was. He was above the gray fog. To be precise, it should be the space above this gray fog.
But Amon should no longer be parasitic on Little Sun. I can observe his parasitism at any time and purify it. Besides, Silver City is not weak. Some important personnel and parasites on important occasions can most likely be discovered.
Therefore, although there is a high probability that there are clones of Amon in Silver City, they should only be on the fringes, in unimportant people or creatures.
After understanding the general situation of the matter, Klein breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on his chair slightly, tapped the edge of the long bronze table twice, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said in a leisurely manner:
"Don't worry, Amon will no longer parasitize or appear around you at will. There is no point in doing so!"
"There's no point in doing this!" Audrey repeated this sentence in her heart, and added the next sentence in her heart: Because I will take action!
"No sense? No sense!"
Little Sun Derrick repeated it twice to himself, and then he saluted the top Mr. Fool very respectfully and said: "Thank you, respected Mr. Fool!"
Then he turned his attention to Renekton next to him and asked very curiously:
"Mr. Baita, why won't the True Creator do anything to Silver City? Isn't He an evil god?"
Just as Renekton was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the bottom position. Klein's trumpet world moved his body. It seemed that the pig was talking. Renekton simply swallowed what he wanted to say. He was more curious about what Klein would do. How to say.
The gloomy world cleared his throat, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"Because his goal is outside the land abandoned by God, and he is more eager to get rid of his own crazy state than your Silver City!"
"In older times, the True Creator was the true God that everyone believed in. The seven major churches today were still secret organizations at that time."
"What?" Justice Audrey opened her lips slightly. Mr. World's words just now had completely subverted her common sense of mysticism.
"How is that possible!" The Hanged Man retorted subconsciously, but then fell silent again.
He glanced vaguely at Mr. Fool at the top, who seemed to have a tacit attitude towards the words of the world.
"This is blasphemous!" The magician Forsi, who was not a devout believer, first reacted that the words of the world were blasphemous!
Renekton glanced at Mr. World at the bottom, looked into his gloomy eyes, opened his lips slightly, and then closed them again.
He silently complained to the other party: You are really learning and selling now!
Little Yang looked at everyone's reactions in silence. His understanding of Zhengshen was wrong, and it all came from the last transaction he made with everyone. But now it seems that the information he got from the previous transaction was not particularly complete. .
Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Little Yang asked again with some embarrassment:
"Then what should we do with the members of the exploration team who have been contaminated by the True Creator?"
"Give it to your chief along with the Time Worm. He will take care of it."
The gloomy world said hoarsely.
Klein also discovered that the experience of the Hanged Man was not that useful for the Silver City in the land abandoned by the gods, and it was prone to some errors in judgment, so he gave a plan based on his understanding of the Silver City.
Little Sun Derrick thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "I understand!"
Then he expressed his gratitude to everyone again.
The matter of Little Sun came to an end. Magician Forsi, who had witnessed the whole incident, suddenly had an idea. She lifted her slightly curly hair and said:
"I want to know which family the apprenticeship path belongs to? I am willing to exchange it for a chapter of "Information in the Spiritual World"."
"Although this is considered to be the ravings of a fanatic, based on my several experiences in and out of the spirit world, many of the descriptions in it are true."
Seeing and hearing from the spiritual world? Klein leaned back slightly, controlled the trumpet world, and answered before Alger the Hanged Man could:
"I know the answer and can send you some corresponding information for free."
"Okay." Forsi suppressed his joy and responded with a calm voice.
Then, the world asked hoarsely:
"Do you want to hear the answer alone, or is it available to everyone?"
Magician Forsi thought for a few seconds, and then said beyond the expectations of others:
"Let's put it this way."
The world had no expression, seemed not to care about it, and said in a low voice:
"In the Fourth Age, the apprenticeship path was controlled by the Abraham family, and later flowed into the Tamara family, which has long been associated with them."
"In the fifth era, which is the current era, the Gnosis Society also has potion formulas for apprentices and magic masters. It is widely believed to be related to the Abraham and Tamara families. Of course, some people suspect that the Gnosis Society is actually a witch sect. camouflage."
Considering that Miss Magician had already met a member of the Abraham family, Klein said a little more:
"It is said that the Abraham family has been suffering from a bloodline curse for a long time and has to live in scattered places to avoid danger."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 205 Doomsday Prophecy
Fitness Fun in the Park
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Chapter 205 Doomsday Prophecy
The trading part ended quickly, and the party came to the networking stage where everyone provided their own insights.
Justice Audrey looked around with interest and said with a slight smile on her face:
"Last week, an interesting case occurred in Backlund, and the protagonist was called the 'Black Emperor'."
While speaking, Audrey glanced at Mr. Fool in the thick gray mist. Without receiving any feedback, Audrey paused before continuing:
"The victim was the rich man Kaping. Many rumors identified him as the biggest human trafficker in Backlund. The Black Emperor sneaked into his villa, killed everyone in the villa, and rescued many innocent girls imprisoned in the dungeon. ."
"When Kapin's body was found, it was covered with a deck of tarot cards with the faces 'Emperor' and 'White Tower'."
Having said this, Audrey glanced at Renekton, whose code name was the White Tower, but could not see any reaction.
Alger, the Hanged Man, was keenly aware of the phrase "human trafficker", and then turned thoughtfully to the top of the long bronze table and asked humbly:
"Mr. Fool, is Kapin related to the disappearance of slaves in the colony?"
Klein, shrouded in thick gray fog, was slightly startled. He did not expect Mr. Hanged Man to ask this question.
If you think about it carefully, the hanging man's guess is not impossible. There are four extraordinary people in his villa, which is abnormal in itself. Moreover, after Heras used the magical items, he was equivalent to a sequence five.
Klein vaguely felt that these things could be connected in series. After thinking for a while, he chuckled and said:
"My beloved has made some insignificant contribution in this matter."
really! Justice Audrey and Magician Forsi sighed in their hearts at the same time.
Alger, the Hanged Man, thought about the connection between the human trafficker Ka and the disappearance of slaves.
Seeing that the topic had turned to Kapin, Klein continued to speak in a leisurely tone:
"He gained two extraordinary characteristics from this incident and hopes to sell them as soon as possible. Those two characteristics correspond to the interrogator of sequence seven and the judge of sequence six."
Interrogator. Isn't this the arbiter channel controlled by the Loen royal family? Judge is the name of a certain sequence later? There is a high probability that the Loen royal family or the military, or some ancient nobleman, is behind the Sequence Six Kaping? Possibly the Castilian family of Feneport
The Hanged Man frowned slightly. He increasingly felt that the incident of missing slaves was not as simple as it seemed.
As a noble, Justice Audrey knew something about the arbitrator approach, and she also had thoughts similar to those of the Hanged Man.
The magician Forsi was puzzled by the word extraordinary. He looked at the top of the long bronze table and asked with some confusion:
"Mr. Fool, what are extraordinary characteristics?"
Hearing Forsi's doubts, Audrey, who was sitting aside, took the initiative and said:
"Mr. Fool, can I answer this question? She will give you the corresponding reward directly."
She was a little worried that Mr. Fool didn't want to say what he had already said again, so she volunteered to give Forsi an answer.
"No problem." A nonchalant response came from the figure shrouded in gray mist.
Audrey breathed a silent sigh of relief, turned to Forsi and said:
"What are you willing to pay for that answer?"
Forsi looked at the figure at the top shrouded in gray mist, and asked very respectfully:
"Mr. Fool, can I use another chapter of "Spirit Realm Insights" as reward?"
"can."
Klein, who was leaning on a high-backed chair, responded in a nonchalant tone.
"Thank you, Mr. Fool."
Forsi showed a very pleasant smile.
She intuitively believed that she would be exposed to some secret and high-level knowledge!
Seeing that Forsi had reached a deal with Mr. Fool, Audrey felt happy for her friend, and then said with a smile:
"In the supernatural world, there is such a law:"
"Within a similar path, the total amount of extraordinary characteristics is conserved. It will not increase or decrease. It will only transfer from one thing to another, and from one form to another."
"So, after the death of an extraordinary person, the characteristics brought about by taking the magic potion will be precipitated. This is equivalent to the relative sequence of the main potion materials, and with the corresponding auxiliary materials, a complete potion can be prepared."
"Except for the remnants of those who lost control, there are too many hidden dangers and can only be used as items."
After the death of an extraordinary person, his characteristics will be precipitated, which is equivalent to the main material of the potion?
At this moment, Forsi felt as if lightning flashed across her mind, and she understood many things at once.
The relic that Mrs. Anlisa gave her was her own extraordinary characteristics.
Doesn't this mean that in the eyes of others, every extraordinary person is equivalent to a walking material? How dark!
Unknowingly, Forsi had clenched her hands, and she suddenly realized that the nature of the extraordinary world seemed to be filled with madness.
"I understand, thank you for your answer." Forsi nodded thoughtfully.
However, she had no intention of buying the interrogator's extraordinary characteristics. Xio was still just an arbitrator and was still far away from Sequence Seven. Moreover, with her financial situation, she could not afford to buy characteristics equivalent to the main ingredients of Sequence Seven potions.
Everyone continued to talk about their experiences for a while, until Mr. Fool at the top said in a calm tone:
"Today's party ends here." "Follow your wishes." Renekton stood up and saluted along with Audrey, Fors and others.
A crimson light flashed across his field of vision, and he was in a daze for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Renekton had already returned to his study.
He stood up and stretched, and at the same time glanced at the desk beside him, but he didn't see the letter sent by the messenger.
Frank's reply was a little slow this time. I wanted to ask the captain to help me cash in the property I looted from Cappin as soon as possible!
After retracting his divergent thoughts, Renekton prepared to ask the Hidden Sage for some potion formulas and information on the generalist path. If he wanted to promote the progress of civilization, this path was the most suitable.
After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Renekton recited the name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice:
"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"
"I want to pray to you;"
"I need some knowledge of the path of the Perfect One."
As the prayer ended, Renekton felt his consciousness suddenly lifted up, and a bright galaxy appeared in his field of vision.
As the line of sight zooms out, this dazzling galaxy reveals its true appearance:
A pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes that hold countless bright stars.
The next moment, a large amount of information poured into Renekton's mind like a torrent.
"Yeah." A heavy dull pain hit him, and Renekton couldn't help but groan.
Although he has long been accustomed to the knowledge instillation from the Hidden Sage, this time it seems that the knowledge he gave involves high-level things, which puts a particularly great pressure on Renekton.
It took several minutes to sort out the knowledge that the Hidden Sage had instilled in his mind.
Leaning against the window, the heaviness and dull pain in his head no longer felt like before, Renekton carefully recalled the information he had received:
Including the magic potion formulas of Sequence 9 generalists to Sequence 4 alchemists.
And some information on the Path of the Perfectionist:
The inspiration for improving the potion is quite limited, and it is difficult to hear sounds you shouldn't hear and see pictures you shouldn't see.
The core is to lead civilization to achieve a developmental leap. Basically, there is no problem with things like high-sequence Extraordinary hand-made Gundam and nuclear fusion, but mass production cannot be achieved.
Is it because the earth is currently in a state of blockade? As a result, many resources are restricted, so mass production is still limited for the time being? To promote the progress of civilization, currently we can only guide the development of energy and technology through mysticism.
Renekton frowned slightly, rubbing his chin with his right hand, thinking in his mind.
He looked up at the sky unconsciously as he raised his head, and then looked away again, not thinking about this issue.
"If wind energy, electric energy, and solar energy are developed, the Church of Storms and the Church of Eternal Sun will directly charge me with blasphemy!"
Muttering helplessly to himself, Renekton shook his head and stopped thinking about these issues. Instead, he began to select people who were suitable for the path of generalists.
In the evening, Klein knocked on the door and handed two copies of "Spirit Realm Insights" to Renekton.
"There are two prophecies mentioned in it, which gave me some not-so-good premonitions."
Klein lowered his eyes and explained.
Renekton probably guessed what kind of prophecy Klein was talking about. He nodded slightly, took the two "Spirit Realm Insights", and directly skipped the first chapter and looked at the following content:
"Looking down from the stars, the earth will be torn apart and everything in the world will cease to exist."
The second prophecy is related to the Abraham family: the day when the curse is lifted is also the beginning of the real disaster for the Abrahams.
After reading the two prophecies in "Spirit Realm Insights", Renekton handed the paper back without any change in his expression and said at the same time:
"The yellow light Venitan is a symbol of the astrological field, and his predictions are authoritative enough."
"I know, that's why I came to you to ask." Klein nodded lightly, and then continued to ask:
"You should know something, right? Prophecies about the end of the world, or the curse of Abraham's family."
Renekton nodded noncommittally and did not rush to answer. He poured a cup of freshly brewed black tea and handed it to Klein. Then he sat back in his seat and continued the topic:
"You can't talk about the end of the world. At least you need to be an angel, otherwise you will commit suicide!"
"The prophecies about Abraham's family also have something to do with you."
"Mr. Men?" Klein quickly reacted. The Abraham family controls the apprenticeship path, which is also one of the paths under the Origin Castle.
Renekton nodded slightly, sighed and said:
"Mr. Men is only one ceremony away from becoming a god. It's a pity that he is contaminated."
"The Abraham family has mastered most of the items corresponding to this path, and because of Mr. Men's influence, no truly strong person has ever appeared."
(End of this chapter)