Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

At night, the lights in the church were dim. Father Utravsky sat in front of the Holy Emblem of Life in front of the church, closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands against his chin, and prayed silently.

A figure sneaked into the church from the side. Father Utravsky opened his closed eyes, looked at the hidden position of the figure, and said in a low and soft voice:

"The Church of the Mother God will not reject anyone, why don't you take the main entrance?"

From the dark corner, Klein walked out with his face smeared with oil paint. He looked at the priest who looked like a little giant in front of him and said:

"Are you the Archbishop Utravsky?"

"I prefer to be called priest."

Father Utravsky looked at Klein and said in a calm tone.

Outside the church, Renekton, who had returned at some point, was standing in the shadows in front of the church with Bugs Bunny.

Renekton also held several pieces of light yellow paper in his hand. On the paper was a black cat with a top hat and a bow tie painted on his face. The black cat was sneaking into a church with the logo of the Church of the Earth.

"Fortunately, I just noticed Klein coming here, otherwise I would have missed this scene."

Renekton murmured a few words to himself in his heart. He was now looking forward to Klein's expression when he found out that Father Utravski's commission had been completed.

In the Harvest Church, Father Utravsky, who had been communicating with Klein for a while, asked:

"What are you here for?"

"I heard that you want to entrust me with something. The reward should be the pharmacist's formula?"

Klein said bluntly.

To his surprise, Klein saw Father Utravsky slowly shaking his head:

"Although I don't know where you heard about it, there is no longer this commission. You are a step too late. I canceled this commission last week."

Even the paint on Klein's face could not hide his surprised expression. He complained in his heart that the news about the fat pharmacist was lagging behind, and then he said:

"Sorry to bother you, I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, Klein walked out without looking back.

After walking out of the Harvest Church, Klein's expression froze again. He saw Renekton holding several pieces of light yellow paper in the shadow in front of him and Bugs Bunny standing at his feet, also holding several pieces of light yellow paper.

"Why are you here?"

Klein's intuition had a hunch that the other party's stay here seemed to have something to do with him.

Renekton led Bugs Bunny out of the shadows and said with an unconcealable smile on his face:

"I came to take Bugs Bunny back, and I happened to see you sneaking over here, so I waited for you here for a while."

Klein looked at the other party expressionlessly, and he focused his eyes on the light yellow paper in the hands of the other party and Bugs Bunny. It was all a watercolor painting of a black cat with oil paint on its face, wearing a top hat and bow tie, and a church with the Holy Symbol of Life.

"You are waiting for me here because of these paintings, right?"

Klein said as if he had seen through everything.

Renekton handed over the watercolor painting in his hand: "Do you want to see it?"

"No!" Klein refused without thinking.

Klein looked deeply at Renekton. He always felt that the other person was very different from himself, which was why he never revealed his identity as a time traveler to him.

Compared to his own, the opponent's mentality is closer to that of Emperor Russell, treating everything as a game.

Renekton raised his hand and threw all the yellowish papers in his hand into the spirit world.

These are all pieces of paper torn from the book messenger. As long as the content that appears on them will be recorded by your own book messenger, there is no need to worry about losing it.

"Going back to Minsk Street?" Renekton asked.

After thinking for a while and realizing that he really didn't have anything to do, Klein nodded.

Renekton held Klein in one hand and Bugs Bunny in the other, stepped into the spirit world, and soon returned to the house at No. 15 Minsk Street.

When Renekton was about to take Bugs Bunny back to the house across the street, Klein stopped Renekton:

"Did you complete the commission from Father Utravsky of Harvest Church?"

Renekton didn't expect Klein to ask him this question. He thought the other party wanted to ask for clues about the devil, so he nodded slightly:

"Yes, I have a certain connection with the Church of the Earth. Not long after I came to Backlund, I got the news that Father Utravsky needed help."

Klein nodded and didn't care about this problem. He just lost an opportunity to obtain the pharmacist's formula. When he wants to train his subordinates or raise an extraordinary animal, he can buy it from the other party.

"On the night of the blood moon last night, another person was killed by that demon."

Klein changed the subject.

After hearing this, Renekton thought for a while, then took out the master key he received from Father Utravsky and threw it to Klein.

After taking it, Klein carefully looked at this brass-colored key with a simple shape. The style is very simple. It is just an ordinary key. Its spirituality is all restrained. It is difficult to tell how it is different from ordinary keys.

"It's called the master key, and it can open all locks that don't contain mysterious powers, as well as a small number of locks with extraordinary effects."

"Even in places where there are no locks or doors, it can still open a passage that does not belong to reality. As long as there are no restrictions from extraordinary power, the obstacles are not too thick."

Klein nodded slightly and asked, "What are its negative effects?"

"It causes the holder to get lost randomly. After using it for a long time, he will get lost in a more dangerous place." Renekton smiled slightly and continued:

"As long as you use it frequently, there is a high probability that you will directly hit the murder scene of the devil."

Klein's expression froze slightly, and he wanted to throw the master key back to Renekton:

"I don't want to encounter the demon's murder scene. It will only add one more body to the scene."

Renekton looked at Klein thoughtfully before continuing:

"I don't need it. Ordinary locks and obstacles can't stop me at all. Just keep it with you. It doesn't matter whether you use it or not."

Klein asked with a somewhat puzzled expression: "Why? Is there anything special about it?"

After pondering for a moment, Renekton continued:

"If it's special, there is indeed one thing. It is contaminated by Mr. Door. You can chat with Mr. Door when the moon is full."

"But I let you hold it to familiarize yourself with it. When you reach Sequence Three, you will have the ability to summon historical projections."

Klein's eyes lit up. He understood what the other party meant. He no longer had any doubts and took the master key.

Of course, just keeping it and not using it, whether it is Mr. Door's contamination or the characteristics that will expose the user to dangerous scenes, makes Klein not want to use this master key easily. He didn't want to actually run into the devil's murder scene.

Renekton told Klein the information about the demon and reminded him that the demon who caused the serial murders may have accomplices:

"It is difficult for demons to control their own desire to kill, especially during rituals. The murderer of this serial murder case has not been exposed for so long, which shows that he most likely has an accomplice."

"And the devil has the ability to sense malice. Once someone has malice towards him, he can quickly target the other person."

Klein fell silent again. He understood what Renekton meant. It would be difficult for the devil to catch him on his own initiative. He could only wait for him to fall into a trap.

This meant that this serial murder case was more dangerous than he thought, and he regretted accepting the invitation of Detective Essinger Stanton.

Returning to the house across the street, Renekton dug out the ingredients and hastily made himself a dinner.

After finishing dinner, Renekton went up to the bedroom on the second floor and quickly fell asleep through meditation.

He wanted to try to see if he could communicate with the vague figure who called himself Sasriel in his sleep.

Renekton fell asleep in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, Renekton felt that the sunlight in front of his eyes was a bit dazzling, and his consciousness gradually came back to consciousness.

Renekton looked around curiously. The hazy white light made the surrounding scene look a little blurry. He could only roughly know that he was on the top of a mountain by the sea.

The vague figure carrying eight pairs of transparent wings made of light slowly approached in the air. When the figure approached, the other party's voice sounded in Renekton's ears:

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Renekton was stunned for a moment, but thinking that the mass of flesh and blood was parasitic on his left forearm, it was not surprising that he knew some of his thoughts.

After organizing the language a little, he said:

"After you restore your angelic status, will you in turn influence the true Creator and make Him gradually regain his sanity?"

The blurry figure shook his head slightly and narrated in a calm voice:

"I can't bring him back to reason through reverse influence. After all, I'm just a clone. If I do this, I will only be assimilated by the madness in him."

"But as long as I exist, reality is equivalent to having a perfect anchor. His condition will gradually improve, get rid of madness, and return to reason."

Renekton frowned slightly. He felt that this clone did not seem to have enough humanity.

"The relationship between me and reality is not that independent. In order not to be contaminated by His madness along the connection, I must always maintain a rational state."

The blurry figure seemed to be able to see through Rekton's inner thoughts. Before Renekton could ask the question, he had already given the answer.

"Can you and I directly say His name here?" Renekton stopped speaking and cautiously confirmed to the blurry figure.

"Okay, Adam couldn't peek into this dream. I didn't expect you to even know Adam's identity. Was it calculated by the wilderness of knowledge? Or did the Key of Light see something from the river of destiny?"