Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton continued to rub his fingers, and the starlight floating around him gradually condensed, and finally turned into droplets of pale golden water, carrying the breath of life.

These water droplets sank into his ears under his control, quickly repairing the damage on his body.

After a while, the sound of the waves coming from around him became clear again, and he stopped and waved his hand gently to disperse the remaining pale golden water droplets around him.

The physical qualities of readers and secret peepers are really fragile. Renekton sighed in his heart.

He immediately turned his gaze and looked at Sasril and the "Book of Natural Disasters".

He saw that the layer of darkness covering the "Book of Natural Disasters" had faded, but there was a hole as thick as a thumb in this ancient tawny sheepskin book, which was the mark left by Sasril's cane just now.

A translucent illusory figure emerged from the book. She appeared to be a beautiful woman with black hair pulled into a high bun, slightly pointed ears, delicate facial features, and brown eyes. His eyes looked dull and lifeless.

"'Queen of Scourge', Coshinam."

Renekton whispered the other party's identity. He looked at Sasril with a slightly confused look and said:

"Has the part of His consciousness left in this book been left behind by you?"

This was the conclusion he reached through the state of Goshinam.

Saslier nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, but the part of Goshinam's consciousness hidden in the dark should have noticed some problems. Without cover, the intuition at the angel level is very keen."

"Go to Him now?" Renekton asked tentatively.

Saslier shook his head slightly:

"Wait a moment, my true body is still on the way."

Renekton nodded lightly. As the stars interacted with each other, he used the starlight to re-condensate a high-backed chair. He sat on it lazily and rushed towards the main body. It seemed that he was confident enough to find and solve the problem of Cochinam. remaining will.

Sasril glanced at Renekton's movements. The shadow under him flooded up like water and quickly condensed into a simple high-backed chair.

He was sitting on a high-backed chair with an upright posture, and his blurred face looked serious.

The transparent and illusory figure floating on the "Book of Natural Disasters" swayed slightly, then looked at Saslier with a dull expression and said:

"I stripped off a part of my Sequence Three characteristics. It was swallowed by a lucky sea snake, and it did not lose control and collapsed. It became the sea god believed by the indigenous people here."

"I have hidden the characteristics of natural disasters in my former palace, and part of my will is sleeping in the 'Book of Natural Disasters', waiting for the opportunity to be resurrected."

"Without the support of the 'Book of Natural Disasters', that lucky sea snake can't resist the extraordinary characteristics it swallowed, and the remaining spiritual imprint of mine, it will inevitably collapse."

Saslier lowered his head as if he was remembering something. After a moment, he said thoughtfully:

"The sea god believed by the indigenous people here? That guy named Kaweituwa?"

Renekton nodded slightly, and then said calmly:

"As long as that characteristic remains, there will be new Poseidons appearing."

"New Poseidon? Do you want to regain the beliefs that belong to Poseidon?"

“If the gap between the images corresponding to faith is too large, it will become a burden.”

Saslier leaned back on his chair and reminded him leisurely.

Renekton opened his mouth, wanting to explain, and saw a clear face emerging from Sasril's blurry shadow body. The dark robe gradually turned into silver threads, engraved with complex symbols, and hung gorgeously. Accessorized black robe.

He stood up from the high-backed chair, and the shadows around him slid down like water and disappeared.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the "Book of Natural Disasters" with a hole poked in it flew into his hand on its own. The transparent and illusory soul of Goshinum that was originally floating in the air quickly faded and disappeared.

"Can you go into the deep sea?"

Sasril looked at Renekton and asked.

"Deep sea? Barely."

Renekton responded thoughtfully.

After he transformed himself into patches of starlight, he could ignore the pressure of the deep sea.

"Let's go." Saslier nodded lightly.

The shadow floating on the surrounding sea water suddenly became deep and deep, like a bottomless dark cave.

Sasril took a step forward, and his figure was swallowed up by the darkness.

Renekton hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and a faint starlight appeared on his body. Then he took steps and stepped into the darkness below.

The feeling of weightlessness came instantly, and he felt that he was falling continuously, but his body did not feel the slightest falling, as if it was just an illusion caused by his not adapting to this darkness.

Saslier's calm voice sounded in his ears, as if the two of them were talking without any gap:

"There is still some distance between us and the underwater palace. You can get used to the current situation first."

"As the pressure in the deep sea increases, this shadow world will become heavier, and you need to adapt to this state."

"Ok."

Although it was dark here and he couldn't see anything, he still subconsciously nodded and responded.

After a moment, Renekton felt the weight of Sasriel's words.

The surrounding darkness seemed to be squeezed by invisible forces. Not only did it become thick and sticky, Renekton felt that his breathing had become heavier, and it was more difficult for his hands and feet to make movements.

Is this what it feels like to be tethered to a shadow? As he murmured, Renekton felt the pressure on his body increase again.

In the darkness, a light blue fluorescence appeared in Renekton's eyes.

The next moment, his spirituality spread around himself, attached to the body surface, twisting into strange patterns, and the surface skin quickly hardened, showing a less obvious golden luster.

Breathing out, he felt that the heavy pressure from the surrounding shadows had been reduced by half, leaving only a thick, sticky feeling that made his body's movements unnaturally slow.

In the dark shadows, the passage of time becomes less obvious.

Renekton silently counted his heartbeats to calculate the time.

About half an hour later, the pressure from the shadows around him made Renekton feel short of breath, and his head began to feel a little dizzy, as if it were due to lack of oxygen.

"Here we are."

"Get ready, I'm going to lift this shadow space."

Saslier's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Renekton was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, his figure became transparent, as if he had turned into a statue made of countless stars.

The thick darkness around him quickly faded away, surging like flowing water and converging on Renekton's left hand side, condensing into layers of virtual black wings behind Sasril.

These wings drooped down and covered most of his body.

Without the cover of the shadow, the statue made of starlight shattered instantly and turned into bright starlight.

Renekton was not in a hurry to regroup his body. Under the pressure of the deep sea, it was the easiest to maintain his current state.

There was no light in the deep sea, and Renekton, who had turned into surging stars, could only use the feedback of his spirituality and his own intuition to outline the general appearance of his surroundings in his mind.

The surrounding area seemed to be a group of corals. In front of them, there was a palace the size of a hill, a palace composed of layers of thick corals.

Although he couldn't see the specific colors, he could imagine the brilliant colors of the coral colonies.

Saslier stepped forward as if walking on flat ground. The dark environment around him was like walking in his own country for him who could control the shadows.

Surrounded by shadows, he ignored all obstacles around him and easily walked into the huge coral palace.

The surging bright starlight followed closely behind Him, using the shadow as a gap, penetrating through layers of barriers and pouring into the interior of the huge palace.

Starlights quickly gathered together, revealing Renekton's figure. He quickly looked around and said casually:

"There is no sea water inside this palace."

"Although elves are born extraordinary people in the storm path, before they were demigods, it was difficult for them to adapt to the environment of the deep sea."

"Since this is a palace, there can't be only one elf in Goshinam."

Sasril responded to Renekton's casual words in a calm voice.

Renekton nodded slightly. Of course he could think of this, but he had been in the dark environment for too long and he felt a little desperate to say something.

His feet stepped on the floor paved with soft blue corals. There were dots of silvery white spots on these blue corals, which looked like the sparkling sea surface.

All the decorations and furnishings in the palace are made of various corals. What illuminates the palace are smooth and round luminous pearls, the size of an adult's fist. These luminous pearls are inlaid on the top of the coral siege in distinct layers. , like a pure, bright night sky.

The overall style of this coral palace is quiet and elegant. The colors of the corals in the palace are mainly blue, silvery white and light pink.

There was purple light flowing in Renekton's eyes. He looked at this elegant coral palace wantonly, but the feedback he received made him frown slightly.

The eye that can easily penetrate obstacles encountered obstacles for the first time in this coral palace.