Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

This part of the ruins has completely collapsed. Even affected by the battle just now, the remaining walls and gravel are already covered with small cracks.

It wasn't until I reached the end that I saw a very exquisite and gorgeous seat. It was buried by the collapsed and fallen stones around it, and only part of the back of the chair was exposed.

On the wall to the left of the seat, which is still intact, there is a incomplete mural painted on it, which shows two confronting figures.

The figure standing at a high place is walking on the waves, with dark clouds above his head and a storm. He has a softer, oriental outline. He is holding a spear made of pure electric light in his hand. Behind him is a raging, A violent wave that drowns everything.

Confronting him below was a man with a vague face, wearing a simple white robe. Behind him was a radiant halo, like a miniature sun.

“‘Elf King’ Sunya Thorem and the Ancient Sun God.”

Renekton muttered softly.

"This Elf King doesn't look crazy or irritable at all. Instead, he is pretty good-looking and deserves to be a relic belonging to the elves."

Klein sighed softly.

He followed his spiritual intuition and found a flattened gold wine cup in the corner. At the bottom of the wine cup, there was a line of elven writing: "Natural Disaster, Goshinam."

"Who is a good person who would carve his or her name on a wine glass? There are too many identical glasses, and you are worried about picking up the wrong one?"

Renekton approached from the side and made a disdainful comment.

"Well, maybe this is the hobby of elves."

Klein was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he actually felt that what the other party said made sense. Who would carve their own name on a wine glass?

Wow!

A sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded.

Renekton stared at the top of the ruins, with purple light flowing in his eyes. His sight penetrated the layers of obstacles and saw a huge three-masted sailboat covered in pure black appearing in the spiritual world above.

One lantern after another hung on both sides of it, nearly a hundred meters long, with three sides of dark canvas hanging.

"The Black Emperor." Renekton's voice was a little heavier.

His eyes fell on the bow of the Black Emperor, where stood a man in his early 190s, wearing a scaled-down spire crown and a black robe with silver edges.

His face has hard lines, there are obvious wrinkles on his forehead, and he has a short black beard. His dark eyes are filled with dark red light, and his eyes meet Renekton's eyes from a distance.

A heavy, oppressive sense of majesty passed along his sight. Renekton felt that his heartbeat was beating faster, and he was unconsciously filled with nervous emotions.

Immediately, the light flowing in his eyes changed from purple to light blue, and his rationality took the high ground, entering a state of absolute rationality, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

"'King of the Five Seas' Nast! Was he attracted by the Black Emperor's card?"

When Klein heard the "Black Emperor" that Renekton had just meditated, his mood suddenly became heavy. Why did the convergence effect take effect so quickly? Could it be that the King of the Five Seas is nearby?

"The Black Emperor is the most powerful and top-notch ghost ship. It can also transform itself and roam the spirit world."

Renekton's voice explained briefly, and then added:

"You contain the scepter into your spirit body, and when you encounter danger, you will immediately end it."

Klein nodded slightly and then asked:

"Are you sure you can leave?"

"The one who can freely travel through the spiritual world is the 'Black Emperor', not the 'King of the Five Seas'. The door path is the one that I have the most extraordinary knowledge besides the sun path."

Renekton said very confidently.

Before he finished speaking, an uncontrollable fighting spirit suddenly surged in Renekton's heart, a fighting spirit that could not be suppressed by reason.

"Depend on!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Renekton immediately controlled his emotions, stretched out his right hand forward, and pulled back. An invisible layer was pulled out of nothingness and draped over his body.

The "Emperor's New Clothes" made him temporarily non-existent. With the help of this state, he avoided the spiritual distortion imposed by the King of the Five Seas, and then he gradually calmed down.

He then raised his hand and swayed out a ray of starlight, intercepting Klein who had already rushed out some distance.

"calm!"

There was a spiritual wave in his voice that seemed to soothe people's hearts, and Klein gradually regained his composure.

"Just now."

"The distortion at the Sequence 3 level, even the Black Emperor card cannot save you."

"Just end Advent. I'm not good at dealing with this kind of distortion. I can't take care of you."

Before Klein could finish his words, he was interrupted by Renekton.

He nodded heavily, completely containing the scepter in his spiritual body, and then came to an end. The figure wearing black armor and a crown stained with blood and rust suddenly disappeared.

Only one sentence remains: "Recite my name!"

As soon as Klein's figure disappeared, Renekton's submerged light blue light surged, and layers of bright starlight filled the air, completely assimilating the surrounding ruins.

Immediately, he raised his head slightly and opened his left palm diagonally upward.

A layer of starlight dispersed, the dome of the ruins suddenly dissipated, and the barrier between the spiritual world and reality briefly disappeared, revealing the richly colored spiritual world above and the huge three-masted sailboat covered in pure black.

Renekton clearly saw the "King of the Five Seas" standing on the bow of the ship, looking down, looking down at him.

He then raised his right hand, and a ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.

Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling. Under his thoughts, these bright stars rushed towards the "Black Emperor" and towards the "King of the Five Seas" Nast.

Nast lowered his eyes, and as the dark red light flowed, the distance between the two sides was distorted. Even though the starlight surged, he could not get close to the Black Emperor.

"There was another person just now. How did he leave?"

Nast's majestic voice ignored the distance between the two parties and sounded directly in Renekton's ears.

"What do you want to do?"

Renekton responded casually.

He was surrounded by bright stars, flying away from him one after another. They no longer targeted the Black Emperor and Nast, and moved around the surrounding spiritual world at will.

"Humph!"

Nast hummed softly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the stars that were constantly moving around him suddenly lost their sense of direction, became chaotic, and even tended to dissipate.

Can the "chaos" at the third level of the sequence already shake the structure of non-divided abilities? .If he goes all out, my starlight will dissipate in an instant due to the destruction of the structure.

Nast glanced majestically at the ruins below. When he approached here just now, he felt the attraction from this path.

"The person who left, did he carry the Black Emperor Card? Or was it an item from this path to the angel level?"

His voice carried an irresistible majesty, making Renekton uncontrollably want to answer his questions truthfully.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a thick gray-white mist suddenly surged out of his field of vision, and a crimson light rose up, condensing into a tall angel carrying twelve pairs of jet-black wings.

The next moment, he was wrapped in layers of wings by this tall angel.

The gray fog in his vision quickly dissipated, and Renekton's lips that had just opened and closed closed again. He calmed down again, and the thoughts that he had almost forgotten due to distortion also resurfaced.

Without hesitation, he recited the name of his Fool:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

Reciting it in a low voice, he looked at Nast again.

He stretched his right hand forward and quickly formed a spear. The tip of the spear was engraved with mysterious symbols, and the handle of the spear was like a branch.

The sure shot, "Gangnir"!

The next moment, he threw the spear in his hand, and a blazing white mark like lightning flashed between him and Nast.

This trace seemed to span an endless distance and kept getting closer to Nast.

His eyes became more serious. This spear not only locked him as a target in both reality and mysticism, but also grafted a piece of cause and effect, a certain destiny.

"Occultist?"

Nast groaned. This strange magic reminded him of the strange mysterious reappearance that Bernadette was very good at using.

Even as a frantic mage, he could not instantly distort and confuse the spear's lock on him.

Zheng!

Nast made a slight movement with his right hand and popped out a gold coin.

The next moment, the white mark that Ganggnir slipped out of the air instantly bent, hit the gold coin accurately, and then returned to his hand.

This is a distortion of the identity of himself and the gold coin. He cannot distort Gangnir's lock on him in a short period of time, but he can easily distort himself and let other things be attacked on his behalf. Renekton's eyes narrowed slightly. Squint and make a guess in your mind.

"Who does this strange mysterious reappearance come from? Bernadette, or is it the legacy of Emperor Russell?"

Nast's voice was still deep and majestic, as if it could make the spirit body tremble, with an indescribable pressure, but it no longer had the extraordinary ability to twist people's will.

Blocked by the blessings of angels? Or did he not influence me at all?

After a slight hesitation, Renekton chuckled and replied:

"You respect Russell very much. When he finds out, he will laugh proudly and say that this is his personality charm."

Nast's aura became more majestic and heavier, and his words carried an indescribable and irresistible majesty:

"Has He not completely fallen yet? Or has He been resurrected?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and made a virtual fist with his palm.

Renekton found that even though there was no extraordinary power acting on his mind, he still hesitated. He was not far from the angel.

Immediately, he felt that the structure and scale of the ruins he was in were instantly chaotic, and the starlight from the surrounding buildings that he had assimilated into the surrounding buildings was inevitably chaotic.

This huge ruins collapsed, extending from the outside to the inside, completely collapsed.