Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton's figure suddenly appeared inside the brick-red building, and a folded paper man made of light yellow paper appeared beside him simultaneously.

Before Sesima and the other Nighthawks could react, the surrounding scene was quickly pulled apart like a pulled curtain.

"Is this?" Saisima was stunned for a moment, looking at the suddenly brightening environment around her. She and others were teleported from the building to a desert where it was still daytime.

Saisima inserted the bone sword in her hand into the yellow sand on the ground, and a rich darkness quickly spread, swallowing up all the surrounding light.

"Secret? How is that possible!"

Saisima murmured in disbelief, her frown deepening.

The connection between the Sword of the Goddess and the Goddess of Night was severed.

After isolating the Nighthawks team of the Church of the Night in Utopia, Renekton did not hesitate and directly recited the honorable name of the Hidden Sage. The aura of the true Creator cannot be handled by himself.

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

A ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people suddenly appeared. It seemed to have moved from the infinite distance of the spiritual world, ignoring the distance, and suddenly descended here.

This light has no entity, and seems to be composed of streams of complex information, moving like a torrent in an illusory manner.

A black mass with countless eyes poked out from the torrent of information.

Renekton, who noticed in advance, immediately closed his eyes tightly, cutting off all his perception of the outside world.

The Hidden Sage's true form was not covered up at all this time, and Renekton's spiritual intuition was giving a frantic warning. .

At the same time, Renekton also noticed that the sage characteristics in his body were about to activate, which even gave Renekton the illusion that his status was rapidly rising.

On the bell tower in the distance, before Klein could get rid of the trembling in his body and the wandering thoughts, he felt another terrifying aura coming. This aura was more intense and real, as if a great being had really arrived.

"What did Al do?"

Klein whispered in a hoarse voice. He felt as if his head was about to explode. It seemed as if everything around him was turning into information, trying to get into his head.

The arrival of the Hidden Sage lasted only a short moment, and then left in a hurry.

It seems that just now with the arrival of the Hidden Sage, a magnificent consciousness has also arrived here. The Hidden Sage is avoiding conflict with the other party.

Renekton opened his eyes again. A transparent amber the size of an adult's fist, wrapped in twisted flesh, floated in front of him out of thin air.

The moment he saw it, Renekton understood that this was what the true Creator had left in Lanervus, a carrier seedling He had prepared for His coming.

Renekton reached out and took out the bright red flesh and blood wrapped and restricted by transparent amber, as if frozen. It looked like a hanging figure or a strange-looking sapling, with the divinity of the true creator on it.

He glanced at the direction in which Lan Ervus was escaping, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

During the brief appearance of the Hidden Sage, the opponent did not lose control and collapse because of the legacy of the True Creator. After the legacy of the True Creator was stripped away, he decisively took the opportunity to escape without saying a word.

The surrounding darkness became thicker, like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved, as if something was about to come out.

"As expected of the sword of the goddess, it will soon break through the isolation of Utopia."

With a whisper, Renekton quickly stepped into the spirit world and returned to the bell tower.

"Langleus took the opportunity to get into the sewer and ran away. Are you going to chase him now? I have memorized his breath, and he can't escape my sight."

As soon as the figure emerged, Renekton immediately asked.

Klein, who wanted to ask what happened just now, heard this and no longer thought about it, nodded repeatedly and said:

"Chasing, go now."

Renekton put his hand on Klein's shoulder and took Klein into the spirit world before the people on the airship recovered from the influence of the Hidden Sage.

Following Lanruth's aura, Renekton pulled Klein and appeared in the maze-like sewer.

Starlight appeared around Renekton, densely packed and dazzling. These starlights quickly flew around, casting down streaks of starlight, miraculously building a transparent and bright barrier.

Lanerwus's steps as he ran forward paused, and he instinctively sensed the danger. With the help of his own dark vision, Lanerwus could clearly see the person chasing after him.

A boy with blond hair and brass-colored metal-rimmed glasses was the guy who chanted the name of the Hidden Sage before.

Next to him was a man wearing a long black trench coat and a funny clown mask on his face.

As soon as he saw the person chasing him clearly, Lanruth quickly jumped to the side.

Dang! A tarot card was inserted on the wall of the sewer behind him. Its height was exactly the same as the height of Lanerwus' neck.

call out!call out!call out!

Without giving the opponent time to react, Klein threw out more cards.

"Slow!" Standing still, Renekton muttered a word in dragon language, giving Lanrevus a negative effect.

Lanervus only had time to dodge in embarrassment. His heavy body made it impossible for him to completely avoid the flying card knives shot at him. Deep or shallow wounds were left on his shoulders, thighs and other non-vital places.

The fierce attack left Lanerwuss with no time to think about who the other party was? Why are you chasing yourself so hard?

A card with stars, a water bottle, and holy water on the front was buried in the ankle of Lanruth's right leg.

Lanrevus fell directly to the ground as soon as he made a stepping movement. Lanrevus kept rolling on the dirty ground full of filth in the sewer, and the cards sank into the ground one by one.

The next moment, a Tarot card depicting an angel and a trumpet sank into Lanervus' neck.

But then all the Tarot cards inserted into Lanervus' body were ejected in an instant. His neck, chest, and all the exposed skin began to squirm crazily, and disgusting-shaped granules grew out one after another.

The granulations glowed with an iron-colored metallic luster and were densely connected together, like a pair of armor.

This is the flesh-and-blood magic that Lanruth obtained from the contact with the true Creator during this period.

when! The tarot cards that Klein shot were blocked.

"Sun!" Klein whispered an ancient Hermetic word.

A golden spell that looked like gold turned into fly ash in Klein's hand. The next moment, Klein shot out a Tarot card covered in pure, bright light.

The flying card knife inserted into Lan Erwusi's chest as if it were nothing, and sank into his heart.

The radiance with purifying power purified all the remaining evil power in Lanerwus' body, and the flesh and blood that wanted to squirm and heal quickly died.

Lanervus looked forward with helpless eyes and asked intermittently:

"who are you."

"Why do you want to kill me?"

Before he could answer, Lanerwus's body fell to the ground of the sewer, and his breath was completely cut off.

"He's dead." Renekton reminded him aloud.

Klein was silent for two seconds, took off the clown mask on his face, took two steps forward calmly, then suddenly increased his speed and kicked Lan Ervus in the head with all his strength.

Lanerwus, who had already had a flying card knife inserted into his neck before, had his head blown away by Klein's kick. It hit the starlight barrier in front of it hard, causing ripples.

Lanruth's head was smashed into pieces, and a patch of red and white splattered out.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Klein lowered his head and laughed crazily, his voice getting louder and louder, and his laughter was uglier than crying. Just like a crazy clown!

Renekton's brows jumped at the sight. Although he knew the reason, Klein's current appearance still looked a little eye-catching, like a crazy clown.

"Sometimes, in my opinion, the name of the potion is more like a description of the fate of the extraordinary."

Renekton said this as if he was feeling something.

"Destiny? A clown's fate?"

Klein murmured in a low voice:

"team leader."

One drop after another slid over, forming a line on Klein's face.

After regaining his composure, Klein wiped away the remaining tears on his face and glanced at Lanervus' body and the tarot cards still inserted in his body.

Originally, he wanted to take a look at how many Tarot cards were scattered around, but without dark vision, Klein could only rely on the thin light emitted by the surrounding starlight barrier to see a little something.

In the previous battles, I relied on my spiritual vision to identify the location of Lanerwus, but using my spiritual vision to find ordinary playing cards was completely useless.

"Can you help me do some on-the-spot counterdivination? There are too many tarot cards scattered around."

Klein turned his gaze to Renekton, who had been standing aside without moving.

"can."

Renekton waved his hand, and the surrounding starlight barriers quickly disintegrated, turning into dots of starlight and dissipating.

With a layer of starlight in his eyes, Renekton reached out and pulled twice in the void, and the information in the surrounding spiritual world was disrupted. All divination of sites or objects is subject to interference, resulting in incorrect or confusing answers.

"Thank you!" Klein nodded slightly. He noticed the spiritual fluctuations around him.

Approaching Lanervus' body, Klein rummaged through and found a badge the size of an eyeball, with some spiritual brilliance quietly shining on it.

Apart from that, there is nothing else, no cash, materials or anything like that.

Then, Klein took out the remaining Tarot cards and scattered them all randomly on Lanervus' body, some with the front facing up and some with the back facing up.

The intersection of Lanruth's corpse and the patterns, numbers, and patterns created a very symbolic picture.

Klein walked back to Renekton, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Reck suddenly understood, and then pulled Klein into the spirit world and left the sewer.