Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The topic of Little Sun Derrick meeting the devil was over. After thinking about it, he talked about a recent incident in Silver City:

"A recent exploration organized by Silver City discovered a semi-destroyed temple. The god enshrined inside was a naked man who was crucified upside down. There was a lot of blood smeared on the surface of his body."

"Do you know which god this is?"

Renekton leaned forward slightly against the back of his chair and said in a medium voice:

"This is the true Creator."

Little Sun frowned slightly. This title was very close to the "Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God" they believed in in Silver City, but it was prefixed with "real".

Is there still a false Creator? .Little Yang’s emotions are very complicated.

Although Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man are unfamiliar with the image described by Little Sun, they are not unfamiliar with the title of the True Creator. This is the evil god that the Aurora Society believes in.

Alger, the Hanged Man, pondered for two seconds and then said:

"The force that believes in the True Creator is the Aurora Society. Among the extraordinary pathways they master, there is a sequence with the shepherds you mentioned."

"shepherd?"

The silent Little Sun Derrick suddenly sat up straight. He thought of Elder Lovia, who was acting increasingly strange. She was the shepherd. He was a little worried about the new elder of the six-member council and the safety of Silver City.

Renekton glanced at the little sun on his right that had become clear and worried, and said comfortingly:

"You don't have to worry too much. The True Creator won't do anything to you Silver City."

"Of course, it would be another matter if you take the initiative to approach Him. His condition is very bad and he doesn't have much sense at all."

Little Yang turned his head in shock and looked at Mr. Baita on his left, and said with obvious fluctuations in his tone:

"really?"

"Really, your Silver City has been developing in the land abandoned by God for thousands of years. You don't think He didn't notice you, do you?"

Renekton said something that was not consoling.

Little Sun wanted to ask more questions. Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man were both listening attentively.

What sounded before Renekton's voice was the sound of the long bronze table being knocked.

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, hid his fatigue and spoke in a light voice:

"That's the end of this party."

Although he still wanted to ask more questions about the true Creator, seeing that Mr. Fool had already spoken, Little Sun Derrick suppressed his curiosity and waited until the next party for me to ask Mr. White Tower for more information.

Under the leadership of Miss Justice Audrey, everyone stood up and saluted one after another.

All the blurred figures of the crowd turned into light and dispersed.

After the tarot session ended, Renekton remained sitting on the armchair on the balcony. He had a premonition that Klein would come to him and ask him some questions.

After about ten or twenty minutes, Renekton saw Klein walking out of the house across the street.

Klein looked up as if feeling something, and saw Renekton sitting on the armchair on the balcony on the second floor. He was holding a book with a simple cover in his hand, reading quietly in the afternoon sunshine.

Walking quickly across the street, as soon as Klein put his hand on the door, the door opened automatically.

Klein's eyes faintly glanced at the spirit attached to the door handle, and he used the clown's ability to control the slightly twitching corners of his mouth.

Alien version of smart furniture. If this guy takes the path of a wise person like Emperor Russell, I'm afraid he won't bring the second industrial revolution to the world.

Klein didn't see Bugs Bunny in the living room, nor was the crow in the body collector's path. I planned to go up to the second floor after closing the door, but the door closed automatically under the control of the spirit attached to the door handle.

"Okay! It's really smart furniture."

With a sigh, Klein walked straight to the stairs on the second floor.

On the balcony on the second floor, the invisible servant brought a chair and brewed a cup of coffee very considerately under Renekton's control.

Klein sat on the chair, looking at the steaming coffee in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Is this your extraordinary ability that makes life more convenient?"

"When you reach Sequence Five, you can do it too."

Renekton put down the book in his hand and replied with a smile. Before Klein could speak, he continued:

"Are you here to ask what happened this morning?"

"Yes, there is also this." Klein took out the badge he got from Lanervus.

After pouring spirituality into it, a layer of mist bloomed, condensed into a beam of light, and shot out into the air.

Before this beam of light flew away, a starlight flashed away, enveloping the light.

The starlight flickered again and appeared on the palm of Renekton's raised right hand. The light beam inside suddenly dispersed and turned into a palm-sized piece of illusory parchment, with a line of ancient Fusac language written on it:

"Eight o'clock in the evening on January 1350, 1, in the Babur Valley."

After taking a look at the contents on the illusory parchment, Renekton closed his right hand and pinched it gently, and the parchment turned into dots of light and dissipated.

Renekton said in confusion:

"Do you want to go to that group of thieves' party?"

Klein shook his head slightly, and then asked his question again:

"You said there might be Amon mixed in there. Shall I give him away? I want to ask what to do with this badge? Will it send a message to the outside world? Just like the beam of light just now."

"As long as you don't infuse spirituality into it, it won't happen. As for handling it, can't you just put it aside and ignore it?"

"It's just my guess that Amon's clones were present in that party. It's also possible that they were well hidden and were not discovered by Amon."

Looking at Klein's questioning eyes, Renekton explained the reason for his guess:

"Amon has aggregated most of the extraordinary characteristics of the Thief Path. With his character, there is no need to hide the impact of the aggregation effect of extraordinary characteristics. In other words, he is very happy to meet unlucky fortune tellers and apprentices."

"So, in a party full of thieves, there is a high chance that an Amon will sneak into it!"

Klein completed what Renekton had not said.

Renekton raised his hand slightly to signal the end of the topic:

"Although he is not the audience channel, if he is mentioned too frequently, it is very likely that he will be perceived by the other party. Especially in a big city like Backlund, there must be a clone of him."

These words successfully caused Klein to break into a cold sweat. He thought that as he walked around Backlund as a detective, he might win the lottery at some point.

"Your luck won't be so bad. Isn't there a King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck?"

Renekton said half-jokingly.

Klein's face paused for a moment and collapsed quickly. He even wanted to confess that the Fool above the gray fog was himself, but reason prevented him from such impulsive thoughts.

"The essence of knowledge, the source of mystery, the glory of civilization, and the persistence of truth."

"If you encounter a really urgent matter, you can chant this honorable name, but it may not be effective."

Renekton told Crane the honorable name that pointed to the Wilderness of Knowledge.

At the same time, there were waves of his own voice reciting this honorable name echoing in his ears. He stretched out his hand and gently touched his forehead twice to relieve the discomfort caused by the sound directly ringing in his mind.

Klein remembered this honorable title in his heart and was careful not to repeat it in his mind.

Then he said: "What is the simpler and faster way to obtain materials that you mentioned before?"

"Go to the church in the dark and pray!"

Renekton said with a slight smile.

Klein was stunned for a moment. He felt that the other party was teasing him, and then he rejected the idea in his heart. A guess that he had been reluctant to think about emerged in his mind:

"Am I being watched by the goddess?"

Klein instantly thought of the scene where he swore an oath in front of the Goddess Sword. The Goddess Sword can have a certain connection with the goddess of night.

Al also said before that because I saw the shadow left by the Hidden Sage, the Hidden Sage looked at me in the opposite direction. The oath I made before under the witness of the Goddess's Sword can actually be equated to being under the witness of the Goddess.

But the Church of Night has no additional reaction to me. Does the goddess acquiesce to my existence?

Klein's thoughts kept diverging, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Seeing that Klein remained silent, Renekton explained aloud:

"The Church of the Night also controls part of the diviner's path, and even keeps in captivity the mermaids needed to be promoted to Secret Puppet Ambassador."

"As long as you continue on this path, you will inevitably interact with the Church of the Night."

Klein sighed slightly in confusion:

"My identity in the Church of Night is already a dead person."

"Give me the characteristics left by Rosago, and I will find someone to separate out the characteristics of each sequence for you."

Renekton did not continue to ask Klein to find the Night Goddess. He could go to Mr. Huang and the problem could also be solved.

Klein looked at Renekton with wide eyes, his eyes already expressing what he wanted to say, "Is this still possible?"

Renekton nodded slightly and explained:

"Existences with the status of angels can shatter the sealed objects and characteristics and reunite them."

"The purification ability of the Sun Pathless One can also extract extraordinary characteristics step by step."