Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After assassinating Intis ambassador Backron, Renekton calmly left the embassy through the spirit world.

Backlund's figure, who was standing on the balcony quietly drinking and blowing in the wind, turned into a thin paper figure and spontaneously ignited in the air, leaving no trace.

The body that fell on the balcony, with blood already spreading, appeared in the sight of everyone in the hall.

"ah!".

Screams rippled through the hall, and the military attachés from the embassy heard the sound and rushed to maintain order.

Renekton walked happily in the spirit world, and was attracted to the Backlund Bridge area by the aura of the undead realm quite accidentally and quite reasonably.

As soon as he stepped out of the spirit world, Renekton saw an acquaintance wearing a double-breasted pure black clergy robe, a soft hat on his head, and his hair was dark gold.

"Ince Zangwill!"

Renekton said the other person's name.

Ince Zangwill, who was communicating with the spirits in this area, was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Renekton. He recognized the sudden appearance of the man.

The next moment, invisible fluctuations spread, and the surrounding area suddenly darkened. The light of the street lamp was blocked, and the surrounding area fell into deep darkness.

Renekton felt that his emotions had been soothed, his whole person became desireless, and the golden flame that had begun to emerge dissipated as if it had lost its support.

Several natural spirits appeared in the area where Renekton was standing, and huge flames instantly rose around him, while strong winds blew up, forming a beautiful fire tornado.

Brilliant starlight surged bit by bit, bursting out from the high rolled flames, and the starlight reunited inside, revealing Renekton's figure.

The originally golden hair was burned to a burnt yellow color, and some of it was directly singed. There were also some burn marks on the clothes and pants.

As soon as Renekton emerged, he was shrouded in darkness. At the same time, Renekton felt that his fate seemed to be subtly affected, but the next moment this influence on fate was washed away, as if it was triggered. Some kind of defensive measure.

Without worrying about what made him immune to the misfortune imposed by the other party, Renekton quickly formed a ball of slowly rotating star sand in the palm of his right hand.

Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars shed rays of light one after another, covering the entire area around themselves. All natural spirits and undead spirits that tried to get close to themselves were dissolved by the starlight, collapsed and dissipated.

In the surrounding darkness, there are constant sounds of singing poetry, which is peaceful and quiet, lulling people to sleep. Renekton felt that his eyes could no longer hold up, as if he would fall asleep the next moment.

Renekton stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh hard, relying on the pain to keep himself awake. The next moment, his eyes were shrouded in a blue-white shimmer.

"Frost!" Dragon language spat out from Renekton's mouth.

One after another, crystal clear light fell all around, and was soon swallowed up by darkness. Layer after layer of ice crystals spread in the darkness, and the surrounding area was covered with frost in just a few breaths, with one ice edge after another.

The sharp drop in temperature woke up Renekton's sleepy head.

Taking advantage of his mind to regain consciousness, Renekton quickly closed his eyes and meditated, sketching a brass-colored ring composed of gears in his mind. During the spiritual shock on his body, an almost substantial ring emerged behind Renekton.

Renekton quickly opened his eyes. He couldn't wake up after closing his eyes for a long time in the darkness created by the Night's Watch.

He leaned back and opened his arms, as if embracing the sun, and a magnificent, pure and blazing beam of light descended from the sky. The blazing light pillar formed a confrontation with the surrounding darkness. One side wanted to swallow all the light, and the other side wanted to illuminate the darkness.

Along with the light pillar comes a blazing temperature, and the blazing white flames continue to gather in the light, like a dazzling little sun.

Renekton felt that the skin on his body was burning and cracking, and his hair was constantly curling, as if it would catch fire at any time.

A figure wearing a double-breasted pure black clergy robe suddenly appeared behind Renekton. A hand turned into white bones and inserted into Renekton's chest.

The fireball, as bright as a small sun, exploded and swallowed everything. Ince Zangwill came to his senses, and his eyes were always looking at a burning match.

There was no frost, no fire, and no light. The battle just now was all an illusion!

A paper man made of folded pieces of light yellow paper was shaken out. The next moment, the paper man transformed into a real person.

Ince Zangwill, who was about to put Renekton to sleep and deliver a fatal blow, suddenly felt a fatal threat.

Without hesitation, Ince Zangwill turned around and stepped into the spiritual world, preparing to stay away from here.

A ray of light like a white meteor slid past and followed Ince Zangwill's figure into the spiritual world.

The next moment, a spear with a mysterious symbol engraved on the tip and a handle like a branch returned to the paper man's avatar. The paper man incarnation and the spear in his hand disappeared together immediately, transforming into several pieces of paper falling from the air, and then spontaneously ignited and turned into fly ash.

Renekton stared at the place where Ince Zangwill entered the spirit world. He looked at it for a while before looking back. Gungnir, who had just mysteriously reappeared, did not kill Ince.

"But his injuries should be serious."

Renekton murmured. Then he turned around and stepped into the spiritual world, heading back to Minsk Street.

"The coincidence just now was too deliberate. It was a terrible script! It couldn't have been arranged by the quill pen in 0-08 for Ince Zangwill!"

"I just happened to be passing by here, and Ince Zangwill and I happened to be enemies, so he just pulled me over and shot me!"

At the same time, in a hidden room in Backlund, a classical quill pen was writing content on a notebook.

"The unlucky Ince Zangwill saw an interesting spirit. He wanted to take it back, but the aura of the undead realm that erupted just attracted Al Tynes who was passing by."

"They fought directly because of their previous hatred. The arrogant Ince Zangwill underestimated the enemy because he had been promoted to Sequence Four and became a demigod."

"Al Tynes is the blessed one of knowledge and has a wonderful connection with the Hidden Sage, so he has means beyond Ince Zangwill's imagination."

"The stupid and blind Ince Zangwill fell into Al Tynes' trap, and his left hand was destroyed by the opponent's mysterious reappearance."

"The unlucky Ince Zangwill encountered a demigod-level spiritual creature who mastered the power of storms when he was traveling in the spirit world. The other party did not like the undead aura on Ince Zangwill and sent him to the spiritual world. Expelled from the spirit world, Ince Zangwill unfortunately fell into the icy Tusok River."

"That makes perfect sense for hapless Ince Zangwill!"

"The script written by the pen of the great Al Suhod is extremely reasonable and perfect. Ince Zangwill has a gap with the pen of the great Al Suhod because of today's experience, which is tragic for him. There are hidden dangers for the future!"

Renekton, who returned to Minsk Street, had not yet stepped out of the spirit world when he heard Klein's divination statement. He walked out of the spirit world and answered:

"Becklund is dead."

The coin that Klein used for divination was caught by an arm that appeared out of thin air.

Klein reflexively took a step back and felt relieved after seeing the appearance of the person clearly. Staring at Renekton who suddenly appeared, he said with dissatisfaction:

"Don't always appear in front of others suddenly like this. There was a battle here just now, and I almost gave you a bullet."

"Would you like to guess who I just met?"

Renekton reached out and touched some of his burnt hair, shaking his spirit and crushing the hair directly. Then he took off his somewhat tattered coat.

"Didn't you go to investigate and kill Bei Lang? Weren't the injuries on your body caused by fighting?"

Klein looked at the embarrassed Renekton and asked curiously.

Just now, he thought that the other party was in such a mess because of the assassination of Backlund.

"I met Ince Zangwill!"

Renekton named a name that Klein remembered well.

Klein's face became extremely ugly:

"What happened? Where is Ince Zangwill?"

"I don't know. It's useless for you to know. He is already a demigod of the Night Path."

As he spoke, Renekton crossed over from Klein and lay down on the sofa in the living room, telling the entire story of his encounter with Ince Zangwill.

After hearing this, Klein's face became very ugly:

"You mean that 0-08 directly caused you to meet Ince Zangwill inexplicably and have a fight?"

"This would have been the only possibility if there had been no interference from other writers at the time."

"I'm not stupid enough to see a demigod with obvious ill intentions and rush up to fight with him."

Renekton said with a slight frown.

Speaking of other writers, Renekton had reasonable doubts about Brother Amon, but the other party had no reason to do so.

"writer?"

Klein was inspired. He felt that this word was very appropriate for 0-08. Perhaps this was the name of the audience path sequence one.

"Well, the Audience Path Sequence One writer is also known as the fairy tale writer. The stories he writes will become reality. At the same time, he also has the characteristic that everything he says must be known."

“When a person knows Him, He also knows that person and all the people that person comes into contact with.”

"So, don't explore too much without the protection of privacy."

Renekton told Klein all the information about the writer, hoping that the other party would be more prepared in this regard. However, Amon's brother has probably noticed Klein, so there is a high probability that he will not be able to prevent him.