Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton stopped condensing the golden flame spear, and the blue-white fluorescence in his eyes gradually dissipated.

The golden illusory flames that shrouded the surroundings with bright, brilliant and pure holy light and exuded the majestic aura of the sun disappeared, leaving only the rich aura of the sun and the roasted ground covered with dry and cracked mud.

Sharon closed the bronze door again, then approached Steve, who had turned into a charred corpse. Her eyes paused for a moment, and she said in a calm and serious tone:

"He is dead."

Renekton looked at the charred corpse in front of him, with light golden sparks popping out from time to time, shrugged and said:

"Easier than I thought."

"The power of the Sun Domain is very restrained against Extraordinaries of the alien path. The strength of the Sun Domain spells you use is already close to that of a Sequence Five Priest of Light."

Sharon glanced at the scorched corpse with the strong aura of the sun remaining. She felt that if she used the method of possessing a resentful soul to accelerate the extraction of characteristics, she would be burned by the remaining aura of the sun on the scorched corpse.

Sharon skipped Steve's charred corpse, and her ethereal and ethereal body came to the corpse of Jason, the living corpse. Her transparent and illusory body submerged into Jason's body.

The dots of green fluorescence that had begun to precipitate began to quickly attract and aggregate with each other, and then more light spots were precipitated.

In less than two minutes, a ball of pale green and orchid, with extraordinary properties that looked like a ball of crumpled rags, separated out.

Sharon held up the black palace dress stained with mud and stains, and the illusory figure walked out of Jason's body, and soon came to the body of werewolf Tyr, repeating the previous operation.

In less than two minutes, the characteristics of the werewolf Tyr were completely separated, and they quickly condensed together with his right hand as the core.

After absorbing all the characteristics, the right hand of the werewolf Tyr naturally fell off from his arm. After a period of distortion, a pale glove with bladed claws appeared, and the glove was also wrapped with a blue-black twisted pattern.

Sharon's figure reappeared, and then came to Steve's charred corpse, silently looking at Renekton who was standing quietly aside.

Renekton understood instantly, nodded slightly, then raised his right hand, and a slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.

Stars emerged one after another, and as Renekton made swaying movements, beams of light fell on Steve's charred corpse.

The starlight quickly dissolved and dissipated, and the strong aura of the sun on the scorched corpse disappeared with it.

Sharon didn't speak, just nodded her head slightly, and then possessed Steve's charred corpse to speed up the extraction of characteristics.

Bang ~ In the unreal sound of glass breaking, the starlight barrier that shrouded the surrounding space shattered into dots of starlight, and then disappeared bit by bit.

Renekton waved his hand casually, and the starlight surged and dissipated. Renekton summoned an invisible giant hand.

Under the control of Renekton, the invisible giant hand picked up two trophies from the body of the werewolf Tyr, a glass bottle with its own lid, and a magical item formed by the combination of werewolf characteristics and Tyr's right hand.

Renekton left the glass bottle with its own lid, and handed the magical item formed by werewolf characteristics to Klein.

After carefully looking at the biotoxin bottle in his hand, a little bit of starlight surged, wrapped it, and then turned into a transparent amber, sealing the biotoxin bottle.

After doing all this, Renekton raised his head and explained to Klein:

"I have some use for this magical item. Can I directly convert it into the corresponding gold pounds and give it to you?"

"No problem." Klein nodded lightly.

Renekton glanced at the biotoxin bottle in his hand, and then returned his gaze to the glove in his hand that could be regarded as a weapon.

Klein very carefully pulled out a piece of paper and wrapped the glove to isolate himself from direct contact with the glove before he could figure out the effect of the glove.

Maric glanced quietly, without saying a word, picked up the extracted characteristics of Jason, a living corpse that was closer to him, and then threw it towards Klein. His tone was obviously relaxed and joyful:

"This is also your trophy."

"Okay." Klein took over the characteristics of the living corpse and nodded towards Maric.

After taking over the characteristics of the living corpse, Klein directly put it into the small iron box he prepared, and created a spiritual wall to isolate it from the outside world.

The next few people said nothing, quietly waiting for Sharon to accelerate the analysis of Steve's extraordinary characteristics of the wronged soul.

The three of them stood on one side, looked at each other, and then quickly looked away.

When Renekton glanced at Maric, he discovered that the original traces of injuries on his body were almost healed. The scars on the bones were clearly visible before, but now only a shallow trace of blood remained.

After waiting for a while, Sharon's figure reappeared, holding a crimson moon crown and a translucent doll in her hand.

Sharon shook her hands slightly, and the translucent doll in her hand flew towards Renekton.

Reaching out to catch the translucent doll, Renekton looked at it in his hand, then took out a small iron box from his pocket, put the doll in, and added a layer of spirituality to the outside of the iron box. wall.

After giving the promised wronged soul characteristics, Sharon looked around and looked at Maric again.

Then he put the crimson moon crown in his other hand on his chest. The circle of crimson gems on the crimson moon crown quickly dimmed, and the full moon's radiance in this abandoned open space also gradually disappeared.

Klein and Maric also dispersed at this time, disposing of some of the arrangements they had made at the scene.

At the side of the warehouse, Klein bent down, pinched the ring with his fingertips, and lifted the Azik copper whistle buried in the ground, surrounded by human-shaped "candles".

After a while, the scene was dealt with, and several people gathered around the center of the open space again.

Sharon faced Klein realistically and said in a calm voice:

""The Book of Secrets is in your guest room.""

Klein smiled, bowed slightly and said:

"Thank you for your generosity."

"Official Beyonders may arrive at any time, it's time for us to leave."

Sharon nodded and said nothing more.

Klein's eyes moved to Renekton who was standing aside, and he chuckled:

"Wait a minute, I'm going to set off a firework!"

Then, under the gazes of Renekton and others, Klein raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

boom! Boom! boom!

The bombs buried underground exploded everywhere, sending up beams of flames.

They are clustered together, forming a group, and the bright firelight is moving, dreamy and beautiful.

Sharon and Maric's eyes were instinctively attracted for a second. When they came back to their senses, Klein and Renekton had disappeared.

A few minutes later, a Mechanical Heart team appeared in the open space surrounded by the abandoned warehouse.

There were quite a few people coming, there were five of them, each carrying different extraordinary weapons and dressed in full armor.

Frowning at the scene in front of them that looked like it had been plowed over, several people were silent for a moment, and then they solemnly devoted themselves to the work of searching for clues.

In the room at No. 15 Minsk Street, Renekton's figure with his hand on Klein's shoulder was quickly outlined.

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

After saying hello, Renekton turned around and stepped into the spirit world again, disappearing into the living room of Klein's house.

Klein looked at the place where Renekton disappeared, swallowed his words in response, shook his head slightly, and stepped up to the second floor.

Renekton's figure was quickly outlined in his bedroom, putting aside the iron box containing the extraordinary properties of the Wrong Soul and the biotoxin bottle wrapped in transparent amber.

After going to the bathroom to wash up briefly, Renekton lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the open space where the Indulgent Faction of the Rose School of Thought was besieged, a new group of members of the Heart of Machine team had been replaced.

Now the person responsible for handling this incident has been replaced by a deacon of the Church of Steam, Ikanser Bernard. His brown hair is messy and stretched out, and even if he wears a hat, he cannot hide it.

At this moment, Ikang Sejin, who had a firm and clear face, was holding a silver mirror with an ancient pattern. There were eye-like decorations on each side of the mirror. It was based on deep black gemstones, making it look deep and charming.

"Although those rats in the sewers are experts at interfering with divination and channeling, and effectively dealt with the scene."

"However, in the mysterious and extraordinary world, no method can guarantee 100% success."

Ikanser said while looking around at the Heart of Machine members.

After finishing his words, he moved his eyes to the silver mirror in his hand, stretched out his right palm and touched the surface three times.

A faint watery light appeared on the surface of the silver mirror.

After pausing for two seconds, Ikonser took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Dear Arrods, my question is: Who were the participants in what just happened here?"

The surrounding darkness became dense at this moment, and the watery light on the surface of the silver mirror became more obvious.

Soon, a picture appeared in the silver mirror:

In the rising firelight, there was a figure floating in the air. He was wearing a black double-breasted gown and a half-high silk top hat. His figure was twisted and unstable, his face was so blurry that it was difficult to see clearly, and he was also painted with oil paint.

Under his feet, tongues of fire burst out and engulfed him.

A circle of water-like ripples appeared on the surface of the silver mirror, and the picture changed with the water.

Groups of shadows kept rolling and squirming, and a young figure wearing a long windbreaker appeared in the picture. The shadows around him were like a curtain, hiding his figure and making it impossible to identify any effective information.

The scene changed again, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark red cloak appeared. His body was burning with bright flames, and most of his body was hidden in the darkness, making it very unrealistic to see.

The scenes on the surface of the silver mirror then alternated. Ikanser and others saw a woman wearing a black and complicated palace dress with messy light blond hair, but her face was completely transparent, as if she did not exist.

Next to this lady is a man whose body is covered with long black hair.

There are also figures from the back being pulled by arms.

Finally, the picture that appeared on the silver mirror was fixed on bunches of flames flying into the sky, like "fireworks" blooming brilliantly.