Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Klein's eyes quickly glanced around and finally stopped at the sun brooch.

Perhaps you can use it as a "bridge" to complete a simple exorcism ritual.

An idea flashed through Klein's mind, and he stretched out his right hand and grasped the dark gold brooch in the shape of a sunbird.

Klein used his own spirituality as a vortex to gather the power that was pried in the mysterious space, and directed it like a tide to the sun brooch in his hand.

Dots of pure brilliance intertwined, swept towards Klein, and merged with his spirituality.

The sun brooch immediately bloomed with dazzling brilliance, getting brighter and thicker, until it condensed into drop after drop of golden translucent liquid.

These liquids quickly merged and twisted, turning into a golden figure as tall as Klein, a figure full of divine aura!

Sure enough, the "Holy Sun Water" produced by a higher level of power is closer to the blessing of the gods!

Klein controlled his inner excitement, joy, and other emotions. He let the golden figure condensed from the "holy water of the sun" step forward, pass through the illusory crimson stars, and overlap and merge with the little sun in the secret contract ceremony.

In this way, he tried to get rid of the parasitic Amon in Little Sun's body, and brought him a certain amount of knowledge and wonderful spiritual experience.

However, Klein doesn't have much confidence in this. The power of the mysterious space above the gray mist he leveraged, or the power belonging to the Source Castle, is significantly higher than his spirituality, making it impossible for him to grasp it smoothly. .

Klein's eyes once again glanced at the items placed on the long bronze table. Following the fortune teller's intuition, his eyes rested on the blasphemous card.

This is the highest level and highest level of all the items he owns!

Klein reached out and grabbed the Black Emperor card with its back facing up!

At the same time, his eyes swept across the crimson stars belonging to the little sun, and saw a terrifying scene:

From within the figure of the little sun outlined by the illusory light of the crimson stars, a hand that was so shriveled that only skin and bones were left suddenly poked out, slowly but resolutely grabbing towards the boundary of the crimson stars!

Amon! .He is trying to penetrate reality, open the boundaries, and extend his hand into the gray mist through the connection of the secret contract ceremony!

Woo!

The surrounding gray mist became slightly chaotic for the first time, and the waves formed due to the flow gathered into strong winds.

Klein's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately picked up the Black Emperor card on the table without thinking about whether his idea was feasible or not. How did Amon do it?

With the help of the Black Emperor Card, he could finally easily move the forces that had moved the Source Castle.

Suddenly, the golden figure became extremely tall, and pairs of huge black wings sprouted from its back, a total of twelve pairs!

Each pair of wings has intertwined light and dark inscriptions and feathers filled with mysterious symbols.

Gold and black form a stark contrast, both divine and depraved!

Driven by Klein, the huge figure spread out a pair of wings, covering the vast dome of the majestic palace.

Silently, the tall, bright and dark figure flashed out, overlapping with the figure of Derrick, the little sun illusoryly created by the crimson stars!

In an instant, light and shadow intertwined, and strong winds overflowed!

The palm that Amon stretched out, withered to the point of no flesh and blood, shrank back uncontrollably, but resolutely refused to retreat.

It is like a person standing on a corner cliff, reaching out to grab the life-saving bump and never letting go.

hum!

In the illusory and complicated sound, light and darkness completely exploded. The palm Amon stretched out through Derrick the Little Sun finally lost its support and slid backwards, constantly disintegrating and dissipating.

After several seconds, the mysterious space above the gray fog completely calmed down.

Klein stared and looked again. The figure of Derrick the Little Sun, condensed from the crimson stars, was no longer entangled with the illusory and twisted spirit body belonging to Amon.

call! After breathing a long sigh of relief, Klein reached out again, displayed the comparison screen before and after, and threw it towards the figure of Derrick the Little Sun outlined in crimson light.

After hesitating for a moment, Klein reappeared a scene and threw it to the crimson star belonging to the White Tower.

Silver City, Little Sun Derrick felt that he was awake and in a trance at the same time.

He seemed to see figures with indescribable shapes, different colors of light that contained infinite knowledge, and a majestic and tall golden figure overlooking everything.

This figure stood in the thick gray mist, beside Mr. Fool, with twelve pairs of dark and mysterious huge wings behind his back.

Derrick felt that he had come into contact with this majestic and tall golden figure, and his body and mind became pure and warm.

At the same time, there was some more knowledge in my mind, and I seemed to understand what sunshine was, how to make holy water, and how to expel evil spirits.

That wonderful spiritual experience made Derrick feel intoxicated, as if he had returned to his most carefree childhood and entered the imaginary place where the sun shines.

He didn't come back to his senses until everything disappeared and the simple furniture in his room reappeared in his field of vision.

"Is this the 'secret contract ritual' mentioned in the textbook? No one in the records of Silver City has succeeded, and no one has truly come into contact with the great existence."

At this moment, Derrick had a heartfelt smile on his face. He believed that Silver City would be saved!

Derrick lowered his head and said with great respect:

"Praise you, great Mr. Fool!"

In a deep darkness not knowing how far away from Silver City, a bolt of lightning flashed across, dispersing the nearby darkness.

Here is a plain full of ravines, and a blue-black Cyclops is wandering unconsciously.

His eyes were lifeless, his face was full of traces of rot and pus, and gray-yellow gas filled his body, intertwining into clouds in mid-air.

At his feet, in the deepest ravine of the plain, a figure was standing on the edge, looking down.

The light of lightning illuminated some of the thick and wide gray-white buildings at the bottom of the ravine, as well as the figure wearing a black classical robe and a pointed hat.

He raised his hand and pinched the crystal monocle on his right eye, raised his head and looked to the left, looking into the distance!

"Sure enough." He whispered, with a pleasant smile on his lips, and read out one word: "Fool!"

The lightning across the sky subsided for a second, and the surroundings were completely enveloped in darkness again.

Backlund, in a study room on the streets of Minsk.

As soon as he picked up a cup of coffee, Renekton's field of vision suddenly surged like a flood of gray mist and crimson light.

In the center of the mist is a high chair, or a fool sitting leisurely.

Next was a tall boy of seventeen or eighteen years old covered by a transparent illusory figure.

The figure covering it was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, and an iconic crystal monocle hanging on his face!

Then, a majestic golden figure carried twelve pairs of jet black wings.

The golden figure and the monocle-wearing figure confront each other and ultimately purify it.

The gray mist and crimson light dissipated together, and the layout of his study reappeared in his field of vision, with the cup of coffee in his hand.

"Amon! Why does Klein want to show me this picture?"

Renekton lowered his head to take a sip of coffee and whispered to himself.

Suddenly inspired, Renekton put down the coffee in his hand, got up and rummaged through the utility room to find some ritual materials.

Returning to the study, he immediately began to arrange the ritual of communicating with the seven lights of the spirit world.

Skillfully arranged the ceremony completely, bang! With a sound and a snap of his fingers, the placed candle suddenly burst into flames.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door downstairs, and then the door creaked.

Renekton stood in the study and waited for a while before Bugs Bunny led Klein to the study on the second floor.

Glancing at Bugs Bunny standing aside, the rabbit immediately turned around and left the study.

After Bugs Bunny left, Renekton said to Klein:

"Wait a moment, I will complete the ceremony."

I picked up the essential oil that I had prepared and dropped two drops into the candle flame. The room was instantly filled with fragrance.

Renekton took a step back and chanted in a low voice:

"The eternal light of the spiritual world, the embodiment of endless knowledge, the red of power and will."

"I pray to you for some knowledge."

As the mantra was recited, the light in the study dimmed visibly to the naked eye. At the same time, the temperature also dropped a bit, and the flickering candlelight became tinged with red.

Woo! A cold wind swirled in the room.

"This is a ritual commonly used by the Church of Knowledge to communicate with the seven lights in the spiritual world. The incantation I just recited corresponds to the red light El Moria."

Renekton watched the changes in the ceremony ahead and explained in a low voice.

"Red light, El Moria!" Klein did not hide the confusion in his tone. He could feel that the other party seemed to have waited for him to arrive before holding the ceremony.

Renekton nodded slightly:

"For some questions, it's better for you to ask the Seven Lights directly. It just so happens that they have always wanted to communicate with you."

As soon as Renekton finished speaking, a layer of herbal powder scattered on the floor in the center of the room was flying in the air, twisted and expanded, driven by the cold whirlwind.

Soon, the image of an extremely majestic old man wearing a red robe was outlined.

Renekton saluted and greeted the other party very skillfully:

"Good afternoon, Mr. El Moria~"

"Good afternoon, beloved one of 'knowledge'~" "Good afternoon, Your Highness!"

Red El Moria first responded to Renekton's greetings, and then saluted in the direction of Klein very solemnly.

"Good afternoon, Mr. El Moria~"

Klein was very uncomfortable with the other party's attitude towards him. He imitated Renekton's words and actions somewhat uncomfortably, and saluted and said hello to the red light, one of the seven pure lights in the spiritual world.