Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Not long after Renekton and Klein left, Sesima, carrying a pure white bone sword, arrived here with the Nighthawks from the Church of the Night.

They stopped a few meters away from the body. With the help of dark vision, everyone saw the body of Lanerwus in front of them.

Sesima's face showed obvious anger. After he relied on the Goddess Sword to break through the strange barrier, he found that his target Lanerwus and the mysterious man who suddenly appeared were both gone.

At the same time, all the church members stationed in the outside world were affected by the evil god's hidden sage, and were in a very bad state. He wanted to continue tracking Lanerwus, but the traces of the other party were covered.

It was with great difficulty that the extraordinary person from the church divined the traces of Lanerwus, and he immediately rushed over with the Nighthawks team.

Lanruth's body, the surrounding walls and the ground were all covered with tarot cards.

All of this looks like the scene of some weird ritual, and Lanrewus is the sacrifice destined to be sacrificed.

Sesima sighed silently, there were too many things involved in this incident, including Lanrevus, the person who reported him, the Aurora Society, the True Creator, the Hidden Sage, and the person who killed Lanrevus.

The figures of Klein and Renekton were quickly outlined in the house at No. 15 Minsk Street.

The moonlight outside the window shone into the living room through the glass window, and Klein felt that his soul had gained a rare peace of mind.

After completing his initial revenge, Klein clearly felt that he was less depressed and his mental state was better.

"You seem to have changed a bit, which seems to be a good thing."

Renekton vaguely noticed the slight change in Klein's state and spoke.

"Well, thank you very much for tonight."

“What do I need to pay?”

Klein nodded slightly and then asked about the reward.

Renekton waved his hand:

"No need, I've already gained something!"

Then he raised the piece of transparent amber wrapped in scarlet flesh that he held in his left hand.

Klein nodded and did not continue to ask about the reward. Instead, he looked at the transparent amber in the other person's hand with great curiosity and the frozen flesh and blood inside and asked:

"what is this?"

"The thing left in Lanervus's body by the true Creator is the carrier for Him to come here through the seal. However, it is only a seedling and does not meet the conditions for Him to come."

Renekton answered based on what he had observed.

"Did you seek help from the Hidden Sage at the East Balam Shipyard?"

Klein recalled another high-level aura that came not long after the aura of the True Creator erupted.

"It's not asking for help, but the Hidden Sage came for a brief moment, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get this piece of flesh and blood with the true Creator's divinity so easily."

"The evil god is coming!"

Klein's face suddenly turned ugly. The area of ​​the East Balam Shipyard was not a no-man's land. If the Hidden Sage really came directly and briefly, it would definitely be a disaster for the people there.

"It won't be a big problem. He has done some covering up. You should have noticed that the aura of the Hidden Sage has not spread widely."

"People who stay around there will only get a headache for a while and gain some messy but useless knowledge."

Renekton explained. He himself didn't expect that the Hidden Sage would be so organized in his work, and it didn't look like the style of an evil god at all.

Before reciting the name of the Hidden Sage, Renekton actually hoped that the goddess of the night could stop the influence of the Hidden Sage.

With the Goddess Sword of the Church of the Night and Klein's involvement in this matter, Renekton believed that the Goddess must also be paying attention to the development of the matter.

Renekton even felt that the Hidden Sage was more reliable in doing things than the Storm guy who liked to strike people with lightning.

"I always feel that the Hidden Sage is a little different from what I imagined. I didn't notice his madness at all."

Renekton whispered secretly in his heart.

Klein took out the only trophy obtained from Lanervus, the eyeball-sized badge.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, in addition to the symbol symbolizing destiny and concealment engraved on the front, there is also a very compact circle of ancient Hermetic inscriptions on the back:

"If you have this item, you can join!"

"Is this the symbol of some secretive organization?"

Klein asked as he handed over the badge in his hand.

With just a glance, Renekton could already recall the relevant memories:

"Hermit of Destiny! Don't go to a gathering of thieves. Amon may be mixed in there!!"

"Thief? Amon?" Klein's expression was obviously confused.

Renekton hesitated for a while and decided to tell Klein all the relevant things. Fire prevention, theft prevention, and Amon's prevention would prevent any problems.

Very skillfully, he poured himself a cup of hot water and then leaned on the sofa:

"The thief path I mentioned to you before, as well as the diviner and apprentice, they belong to similar paths."

"Amon is the angel king of the Thief Path. This path is good at deception and theft. In addition, based on the special mythical creature forms of your three paths, Amon can also create many clones."

"A clone may be strong or weak, but its personality is at the angel level. Combined with the thief's ability to steal and deceive, his clone can have any identity."

Klein's expression gradually changed from solemn to numb, and he could already imagine the fear of everyone around him being someone else's clone.

"Amon is hostile to me?"

This was Klein's guess based on the fact that Amon's clone was mixed into the Hermit of Destiny and Al refused to let him go.

Renekton thought about his words and then said:

"I may not be hostile to you, but I must be hostile to Mr. Fool, the kind of life-or-death kind!"

"Why?"

Klein's face turned slightly pale.

"That place above the gray mist! It belongs to Origin Castle."

Without giving Klein a chance to ask questions, Renekton continued:

"You know the relationship between Sequence 0 and uniqueness of the corresponding path, right? Source Castle is equivalent to the uniqueness required for promotion of Sequence 0 of the three paths of Thief, Apprentice, and Seer."

"Can I be promoted to Sequence 0?" Klein subconsciously swallowed. He probably understood why the Hidden Sage invested in himself, no, he invested in Mr. Fool.

"Above the sequence, I like to call it the old days. The knowledge wilderness I mentioned to you before is the same thing as Source Castle."

"It's just that the wilderness of knowledge belongs to two paths: the voyeur and the knowledgeable."

In order to prevent Klein from being too repelled by this information, Renekton also told the news about the Knowledge Wilderness.

"So this is the root cause of the conflict between the Hidden Sage and the God of Steam?"

Klein thought of the Hidden Sage's answer when he asked him about the return he needed for his investment.

Renekton nodded and said:

"Yes, similarly, this is also the reason why all true gods are hostile to each other."

Klein didn't expect that he would know so much secret information all at once. After digesting it for a while, he regained his thoughts and said again:

"So, Mr. Fool has a hostile relationship with the angels and true gods of the three paths of soothsayer, apprentice, and thief? And I will be affected by this?"

Renekton didn't pay attention to Klein's words to separate the Fool from himself, nodded and said:

"To be precise, there is no true god in these three paths. The one closest to the true god is Mr. Men, but Mr. Men has been exiled by the goddess of night and the storm. There are currently no other angels in the door path."

"You don't have to worry too much. As long as you are not unlucky enough to hit Amon's clone head-on, you will be fine. If the sky falls, Mr. Fool will hold it up."

Renekton said something that was not a comfort. Who made Klein not confess that he was Mr. Fool?

Klein took a deep breath. He was not comforted at all. Mr. Fool was him, and he still had to deal with these problems by himself.

In fact, Klein really wanted to ask the other party why he could maintain such a good attitude. After all, the opponent of the Hidden Sage is a true god. Once the battle between the Hidden Sage and the God of Steam is lost.

"I still have the status of being the Blessed One of Knowledge. At worst, I can just stay in the Church of Knowledge and study and take exams every day!"

Renekton spoke as if he had some foresight.

"Is this a prophecy? Or an intuition? I didn't even say it."

Klein asked as he looked at Renekton in surprise.

"Intuition enhanced by the power of prophecy."

Renekton directly stated that he had a sage characteristic that gradually integrated into himself.

Klein looked at Renekton with some sympathy.

"What's that look in your eyes! The number of angel-level characteristics in the entire world is fixed, and my treatment can make a lot of Extraordinary people hungry to death."

Klein's words of comfort were blocked in his mouth, and he knew that Al didn't need other people's comfort at all. He would only stimulate other people's mentality.

"What do you know about Origin Castle?" Klein changed the question that he was more concerned about.

"You should ask Mr. Fool! Origin Castle is his territory."