Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Above the gray mist, inside the magnificent ancient palace.

Klein slowly opened his eyes. He frowned slightly and looked at Renekton with a complicated expression:

"He was well prepared, but he had no ill intentions. He just muttered a lot to himself, and finally made a suggestion to try to cooperate."

Renekton asked very curiously:

"Are you moved? What did He say?"

Klein nodded slightly, and then repeated Angelweed's words in the dream divination just now. At the end, he asked curiously:

"The Dragon of Wisdom was the former title of the God of Knowledge? What is his current relationship and status with the former Dragon King? Also, he said that the 'Sea of ​​Chaos' is hidden deep underground and was once destroyed by the ancient sun. God is in control.”

"How did the ancient sun god who controlled the 'Sea of ​​Chaos' die? Who can kill him?"

having said so much? Does this ancient dragon Arihog still have the attribute of chatterbox? . Cursing in his heart, Renekton sat up a little straighter, cleared his throat and said:

"The Dragon of Wisdom is the former god of the Dragon of Fantasy, and Cherubeus is one of the eight angel kings under the ancient Sun God. They are all the former identities of the God of Knowledge."

No wonder you are so comfortable among the many forces. Klein sighed silently. He even doubted whether the people in the Knowledge Church had more or less part-time jobs.

"The ancient Sun God can be said to have committed suicide. At that time, He was already an existence above half of the sequence. If it were not voluntary, the true gods and the kings of angels at that time could defeat Him, but they would certainly not be able to kill Him."

"Suicide? Why?" This answer was beyond Klein's expectation.

He originally thought that he would die together with another equally powerful being. After all, the things that can lead to the sequence are, in addition to the Sea of ​​Chaos, the Source Castle, and the Wilderness of Knowledge.

"He is tainted."

Renekton said with a sigh.

Klein frowned and muttered in disbelief:

"Pollution. Will existence at that level still be polluted?"

Renekton shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and then said:

"The nature of this world is madness!"

"Contamination is always there, regardless of the level of the sequence. In fact, the higher the sequence and the closer it is to the beginning, the easier it is to be contaminated."

Klein was silent for a brief moment. He felt dizzy and his own spirituality could no longer hold up.

He glanced at Renekton casually and chuckled:

“That’s it for today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Renekton saw a deep red light rising in his field of vision, and his thoughts were slightly dazed. When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to Byam's hotel.

As soon as he regained consciousness, his inspiration was touched, and he looked in the direction of his intuition. There was a letter lying alone on the coffee table in front of him.

"Who is writing to me at this time?"

Muttering under his breath, Renekton stood up from the sofa and took two steps forward to approach the coffee table.

Before he could bend down to pick up the envelope, green and thick vines suddenly fell down from the surrounding area. They covered the surrounding area like a heavy rain, entwined and intertwined, layer upon layer, quickly forming a forest.

Well, it's been less than half an hour since the captain left above the gray mist. I actually underestimated Bernadette's status in the captain's heart.

Renekton complained silently in his heart, and followed his intuition and looked to the left:

There, light composed of streams of complex information emerged. In an illusory manner, they rushed through the barrier between reality and the spiritual world, and reorganized Bernadette's body in front of Renekton's eyes.

She was wearing a pair of beige trousers for easy movement, a pair of short black leather boots, and a light brown knee-length skirt on her upper body. It was rare that she was not wearing her old-fashioned black soft hat.

It seemed a little rushed. How should I fool her?

Bernadette's eyes glanced at Renekton without much emotion. She waved her arm casually, and layers of starlight emerged around her. They quickly gathered and condensed into two high-backed chairs and a small round table.

"sit."

"I have something to ask you. Maybe you already know what I want to ask?"

Renekton maintained his expression and did not show too obvious changes in his expression. He casually leaned back on the high-backed chair made of stars behind him.

"I want to know more about him. I think you know a lot more?"

The words of inquiry were spoken with great certainty in Bernadette's mouth, as if this was a fact she had already determined.

Renekton leaned on the high-backed chair and pondered for a moment, then subconsciously stretched out his right hand to rub his chin.

Bernadette was very patient and did not interrupt. She sat quietly for a while, then summoned an invisible servant, took out a set of coffee utensils, and began to brew coffee in an orderly manner.

After a while, Bernadette placed a cup of brewed coffee in front of Renekton. Her voice was not urgent, and she even said strangely:

"This is a kind of coffee that is very popular among the upper class nobles in Intis. You can try it."

"At first this kind of coffee was not popular in Intis, but he liked it more at the time, and it gradually became a trend."

Renekton nodded slightly, glanced at the cup of coffee with a lot of ingredients in front of him, picked it up and took a sip.

Compared to coffee, I think it is more like milk tea. Moreover, it is too sweet! I can only accept five points of sugar.

Putting down the coffee in his hand, Renekton sat up straight, tapped the coffee cup with his right index finger, and said after considering his words:

"I don't know how much the captain told you about that place. Emperor Russell does have a deep relationship with it. Mr. Fool is collecting Emperor Russell's diary. Waiting for next week, the captain may I will write to you and ask for the diary."

Bernadette nodded slightly and said in a calm voice:

"Cattleya just mentioned that she was chased by the knowledge from the Hidden Sage, and that she was rescued by a mysterious being, and that the astrological instrument I gave her can have a certain connection with a certain place."

Did you give it to her? No wonder the captain always carries the planetarium with him, but when she was pulled into the gray fog, the planetarium must have been damaged.

His thoughts wandered for a moment, but he quickly restrained himself. Then, he showed a faint smile and said:

"There are many things recorded in Emperor Russell's diary, some of which are his casual emotions, and some of which are deliberate reminders for certain people."

While speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Bernadette. There was almost no expression on her face, but her eyes darkened inconspicuously.

Bernadette has long been a big figure in the mysterious world. It is difficult to directly observe the obvious expressions and thoughts on her face. Renekton stopped tapping the coffee cup and continued:

"In his diary, he mentioned some relatively secret things and arrangements."

"Not all of the nine mausoleums built for his promotion to the Black Emperor were destroyed. There is also one hidden on a primitive island deep in the foggy sea."

"No one knows the exact location of the island except himself. Moreover, there is extremely high level of pollution in that place, and any means of divination and prophecy will not work."