Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

On Monday morning, Renekton and Bugs Bunny were lying on opposite ends of the hotel sofa, flipping through books with one hand and feeding fruit to their mouths with the other hand.

It's just that the children's picture books that Bugs Bunny saw were books that recorded various ritual magics taken out from the library deep in the spiritual world.

A children's picture book that was not too thick could not withstand Bugs Bunny's reading, and it turned to the last page within two seconds.

It curled its lips, closed the picture book, threw it on the table aside, and then began to eat the fruit attentively.

After it almost felt full, it reluctantly put down the green fruit in its hand, looked at Renekton and said:

"Boss, do I still have to follow that cold Klein from now on?"

"Is there a cold Klein? Is there a warm Klein?"

Renekton glanced at Bugs Bunny who was lying on the sofa rubbing his belly in a funny way. After thinking for a while, he continued:

"I will go to the God-Forsaken Land later. It is not suitable for you. Even as a cultivator, it is difficult to grow fresh fruits there."

"You can choose to go to the Southern Continent, or continue to follow Klein for a while."

"Why do you have to follow Klein?"

Bugs Bunny asked, not quite understanding.

Renekton changed to a half-reclined position and sat on the sofa. He finished the fruit in his hands in two bites and threw the core into the trash can not far away. Then he answered Bugs Bunny's question:

"For a die that spins on its own."

"It is an item in the path of destiny. The best way is to let nature take its course and wait for it to appear. If you pursue it too actively, some unexpected accidents may happen."

Bugs Bunny nodded without understanding and said:

"Then I'll follow the cold Klein for a while longer."

Renekton chuckled softly and praised it a few words. When the words came to his lips, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly became trance-like, as if a bright star flashed in his eyes.

Just for a moment, his eyes became extremely deep, resembling the surface of the sea before a storm. His eyes obviously lost focus and became confused.

He saw a mighty silver river with no beginning or end.

If you look closely, you will see that the long silver river is made up of countless densely packed patterns and symbols that form connected wheels one after another. Each wheel has different logos around it, representing different futures.

The river of destiny!

The moment he saw this long silver river, Renekton had a clear understanding in his heart. This was the real river of destiny. It was no longer what the prophets had seen before. It was formed by the intersection of the fate of the surrounding things. projection.

As he stared at the River of Destiny, a vague picture emerged in his mind:

A cold, indifferent eye without eyelashes that only holds countless bright stars is emerging. Some of them are on people, some in the air, some in the shadows of the ground, and some in the gaps of the surrounding buildings. inside

They are densely packed and countless, with a strange sense of voyeurism, as if each eye is a living thing and a whole.

In the center of these eyes, where they are looking together, there is an illusory figure. Part of his body retains flesh and blood, and part of it has turned into an incorporeal "light" composed of streams of complex information.

this is me! Me when I became a sage! Me who connects with the wilderness of knowledge!

A strong intuition filled Renekton's heart. He didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he was certain that this was still the established future, a future that he could not prevent.

A strong sense of oppression spread from him. At this moment, he was no longer a mysticist, but a master of prophecy!

Sitting on the other side of the sofa, Bugs Bunny's body stiffened instantly and he couldn't even blink. He felt that there were many eyes in invisible places around him. Even on its body, in its hair, and in the shadows under it, there were eyes. Only one eye is open, watching everything here indifferently and evilly.

Backlund time is three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the magnificent ancient palace above the gray fog, patches of deep red light rose, and blurry figures appeared here one after another.

Renekton looked around casually, then propped his elbows on the long mottled table in front of him and rubbed his forehead with his right hand.

The sudden promotion made him feel a little uncomfortable, especially the picture of the future he saw. Although he didn't know the specific time, it wasn't too far away.

Another new member? Or ma'am. Well, Mr. "White Tower" doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Is that why he wants me to provide some psychological help? Did he expect this?

As soon as "Justice" Audrey stood up, she keenly noticed the changes in today's Tarot meeting. She glanced thoughtfully at the world. Women are on the same side, men are on the other side, and " Mr. "World" is in the middle. Is he not human, or neither male nor female?

Audrey quickly calmed down her thoughts, stood up and faced "The Fool", saluting in a brisk tone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

"Justice" Audrey did not sit down after saying hello to the Fool. Instead, she turned her gaze to "The Hanged Man" Alger aside and said with a smile:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man."

She greeted everyone in turn according to the time they joined the Tarot Society:

"Good afternoon, Mr. White Tower." "Good afternoon, Mr. Sun.".

After this round of greetings, the newly joined "hermit" Cattleya knows everyone here.

Miss Audrey is as meticulous and considerate as ever. She should sigh: This Tarot Society cannot be without Miss Justice. Renekton sat in his own seat, thinking in his heart.

Cattleya, the "Hermit" who has recently joined the Tarot Society, is also carefully and carefully examining every member here:

"The Hanged Man" is a man in his thirties. He wears a robe with patterns of storms and waves. A member of the Church of the Storm?

"Taiyang" looks like a young man, but his body shape exceeds that of ordinary people of the same age. His dressing style is very rare, he has a simple beauty, and he is suitable for fighting. Is he an extraordinary person on the warrior path?

The "Magician" is a young woman wearing a Loen-style skirt. She has no characteristics and is the most easily overlooked type. Therefore, more attention should be paid to her.

"Moon", a young man with a casual attitude, black hair and red eyes, and wearing the priest's robe of the Church of the Earth. There is only one possibility. He is another vampire influenced by the Church of the Earth.

When "Hermit" Cattleya followed "Justice" Audrey's introduction and looked at the many members of the Tarot Society, Audrey was also observing the new member.

A very cautious woman with rich experience in the mysterious and extraordinary world. She is very confident in her own observation or eye-related abilities. This may be related to her own path. When I introduced Mr. "White Tower" Her reaction was very bland, as if she already knew her? .Is she the candidate recommended by Mr. "White Tower" to Mr. "Fool"? when?

While thinking, Audrey cast her questioning gaze at Cattleya. Seeing that the other party reacted quickly, she nodded lightly and responded:

"The Hermit."

Hermit? Is this a tarot card chosen to correspond to your own path? Or is it a title chosen at random?

While thinking, "Justice" Audrey responded with a smile:

"justice."

"Good afternoon, Ms. Hermit."

Cattleya nodded lightly and made a judgment in her mind. She looked very optimistic and lively. She was good at observing the emotions of people around her and making the most appropriate response. She seemed to be an extraordinary person in the audience channel. She was not old. , but he is very rich, his movements and manners are suspected of being a noble of high status, a Loen noble?