Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

A terrifying sense of oppression suddenly emerged, as if facing a giant dragon. The gray-black rat's body froze, and he was instantly panicked and confused.

Taking advantage of the "shock" effect, Renekton continued to simulate the "madness" of a psychiatrist, instantly detonating the opponent's emotions.

The gray-black mouse's head was slightly raised, its eyes were blank for a moment, and then it collapsed on the ground made of green vines as if it was about to fall apart.

Its flesh and blood quickly disintegrated, and small worms with twelve rings, intertwined with transparent and translucent shapes, emerged from it.

These insects mixed with the surrounding flesh and blood were constantly surging and squirming, as if they wanted to reunite as one, but they spread out uncontrollably, as if each time insect had its own independent self.

They mixed with the blood of rats to form a large dark red puddle on the ground, which looked like a puddle of carrion and countless maggots.

A twisted and hideous female face emerged from the pool of squirming flesh and insects. She looked at Renekton ferociously, and said in pain, unwillingness, and full of resentment:

"You are not Amon"

"I know a treasure that has angel-level properties!"

"I can help you."

"Oh sometimes, inherent experience will only make you blind. As an extraordinary person, you can't trust your own eyes and judgment too much."

While talking, Renekton took out the monocle from his pocket again and started playing with it in front of Flora Jacob, who was almost completely out of control.

"Amon, you, deceived me."

The twisted face of Flora Jacob, which emerged from the rotten mass of flesh, was constantly crawling in and out of time, and even a face could no longer maintain itself.

This mental state is not good. While sighing, Renekton raised his right hand, and a slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.

Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars shed light one after another, covering the pool of flesh and blood and squirming insects on the ground.

"what!"

"You are not Amon at all!"

"you liar!"

"what!!"

Flora Jacob's screams gradually became shrill and vicious, and slowly evolved into chaotic murmurs.

The pool of flesh and blood and insects on the ground were constantly struggling and squirming. Twisted tentacles with circles of transparent or translucent rings poked out from it. They soon fell down powerlessly under the wash of starlight and scattered into a pool of squirming insects. .

The flesh and blood began to disintegrate under the starlight, and the insects quickly lost their vitality, and the translucent links on their bodies gradually became illusory.

In just a moment, Flora Jacob couldn't even maintain that ferocious and spiteful face, and only a vague hoarse voice was left, echoing among the dark red flesh and insects.

Renekton then waved his left hand, and the surrounding green pea vines suddenly retracted, revealing a dark sewer scene.

After a while, Leonard came to the sewer here under the guidance of Pales.

There were stars shining all around, illuminating the environment. Leonard could see the surrounding scene more clearly, and his eyes instantly locked on the squirming flesh and blood shrouded in layers of light.

His throat moved a little, as if he was swallowing saliva:

"Is it out of control?"

"The mental state is not good, and it won't work after a few stimulations."

Renekton nodded slightly in response.

As he waved his palms, the starlight shrouding the ground gradually disappeared, leaving only a pile of half-dead and wriggling insects.

"Lean closer."

Palles's voice echoed in Leonard's mind.

As Leonard got closer, he saw that the pile of squirming insects on the ground were not completely scattered in a pool. They were still lying together in a regular pattern, as if living things were breathing.

Isn't it a little too quiet? These insects make no sound at all. It's so quiet that it's a bit scary.

The true form of this demigod is a bunch of insects. The old man said that he is not in good condition. I can't be a bunch of parasites in my body!

Thoughts passed through Leonard's mind one by one. Before he could think about it, Pales' somewhat annoyed voice echoed in his mind:

"You want to hear the murmur of an out-of-control demigod? I can fulfill your small request."

"Uh no, no need."

Leonard responded quickly.

As he approached the pool of squirming insects on the ground, an ancient mottled wall clock suddenly appeared above his head.

On the wall clock, the transparent and translucent worms with twelve rings are twisted and intertwined. Together they form a twelve-segment ancient mottled clock.

Boom!

A somewhat illusory, erratic, and ethereal bell sounded, shaking people's souls.

Just hearing this sound, Renekton felt that his intuition as a prophet was a little confused, as if the bell just sounded was full of knowledge that he could not understand and beyond his own knowledge.

Under the strong aggregation effect, the squirming insects on the ground turned into pieces of light and poured into the interior of the ancient mottled clock.

Without the support of their characteristics, the crawling insects on the ground quickly died, their bodies twisted at different angles, and their colors dimmed.

"A demigod in very bad shape, but he can make up for my damage a little bit."

Pales' slightly old voice echoed in Leonard's mind, with some pleasant emotions.

After sighing for a moment, He spoke through Leonard's body:

"You can take away these dead insects of time, but they are just the remains of a parasite and will not have too magical effects."

"I understand."

Renekton nodded slightly, then reached forward, pulled the surrounding shadows, and wrapped the Time Worm corpse on the ground.

After doing all this, he turned to look at Leonard and said with some expectancy in his voice:

"Can you steal the reader's characteristics from me and transfer them to another clone?"

"Let's go."

Pales's voice came from Leonard's mouth.

As he finished speaking, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and he returned to the carriage parked on the street.

It seemed that the old man had recovered very well by directly stealing the position. As his thoughts wandered a little, he heard Leonard curiously ask:

"What can a dead Time Worm do?"

Seeing Leonard's eyes looking at him, Renekton thought for a moment and then gave his answer:

"The legacy of that parasite can be used to make some spells or magical items that can steal extraordinary abilities and parasitize others."

"If you have a higher-level Time Insect, you can also make more magical items, such as spells that can steal fate and deceive the rules."

"Give up your idea, my condition is not good enough to separate the Worm of Time at will."

As soon as Renekton finished speaking, Pales used Leonard's body to reject Renekton's hidden words.