Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

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

"It's almost time, let's go!"

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

"Dong~dong~"

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

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

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

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

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

"What is it?"

Klein asked curiously.

"Some remnants of the true Creator!"

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

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

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

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

Renekton said as he looked around.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Renekton replied quite proudly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Very young?"

Renekton caught what Klein didn't finish.

"You" Klein was shocked.

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

"coming!"

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

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

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

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

Renekton defended himself:

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

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

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

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

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

After the airship approached here, it began to slowly descend, and finally suspended in mid-air about ten meters.

Three figures in black trench coats quietly appeared in front of the small brick-red building where Lanervus was located. Klein looked closely at the leader among them.

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

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

"I see."

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

“Want to see what’s going on inside that house?”

Renekton asked aloud.

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

"Relax and don't resist."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Klein asked in a low voice.

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

Renekton gave the answer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Al? Are you okay!"

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

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

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

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

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

"How could this be?"

Klein felt his teeth chattering as he spoke.

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

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

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