Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Its entire body is covered with black, cold armor, with only its eyes shining with two groups of dark blue and almost purple light, giving people an unusually sacred and intelligent feeling, but it also appears to be quite cold and devoid of warmth.

It also held a straight and deep sword in its hand, like a solemn dark knight.

"The White Saint, Katerina Pellet?"

Renekton's silent voice came from the tall Dark Knight.

"you know me?"

"It's such a pity. If you didn't snatch away that conqueror characteristic, I wouldn't mind having a real pleasure with you, but now, I can only follow the original oracle and bring you back to the Witch Cult."

"Of course, maybe your companions will be willing to exchange the conqueror characteristics with us. After all, they are the characteristics of the hunter path. Whether it is the Church of Knowledge or the Aurora Society, this is not a necessary item."

What responded to her words was a slash from the bottom up. Every swing of the dark and profound sword was accompanied by a strong aura of corruption, making the surrounding seawater sizzle.

Caterina Pellet's body was twisted at an incredible angle, easily dodging the slash of the dark sword.

The black hair on her head suddenly swelled, and the roots twisted and entwined with each other, like pitch-black tentacles and ferocious snakes, attacking the tall Dark Knight from different angles.

Zhi~zhi~

The dark tentacles slapped hard on the black armor, which was instantly corroded by the rich aura of corruption and made a sizzling sound.

Relying on the powerful defensive capabilities of his armor, Renekton barely managed to get entangled with these twisted hair tentacles. They were very flexible, as if each tentacle had its own mind, and nimbly dodged the slashes of the pitch-black sword. And took the opportunity to wrap around the Dark Knight's wrist.

Renekton controlled the Dark Knight, following the pull of the tentacles entangled with hair, and slammed into Katarina Pellet in front of him.

The power originating from the fallen realm continues to gather on the dark and profound sword there, as if it can corrode flesh and blood and annihilate the soul.

boom! boom! boom!

In the mid-air with overlapping dark clouds, thick bolts of lightning fell down, hitting the entangled witch and dark knight at a speed that was difficult to evade.

These electric lights had a strong paralyzing effect. After hitting the dark knight and the long-haired witch, they quickly disintegrated into countless small electric snakes, scurrying towards the surroundings, illuminating the daylight illuminated by the surrounding sea water.

Even with the cover of the Dark Knight, Renekton still felt a little stiff in his body.

The same was true for Katarina Pellet, whose hair was twisted into tentacles. Renekton could clearly feel that the black tentacles wrapped around the Dark Knight had become weak.

After a slight delay, the tall dark knight instantly disintegrated into a darkness, and as if consciously, the tentacles twisted along the black hair wrapped around Catalina Pellet.

The strong aura of depravity caused her hair to instantly corrode and break, or create a consciousness of depravity, which in turn would entangle herself.

The rich darkness wrapped Catalina Pellet into a huge silkworm chrysalis, constantly squirming and deforming, as if something was trying to break through the limitations of this silkworm chrysalis.

Renekton's eyes were filled with a deep blue and nearly purple light, looking extremely cold and sacred. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, becoming extremely deep, and then quickly returned to normal.

Before the continuous lightning struck down, he summoned an invisible giant hand and sent the wriggling and deforming pitch-black chrysalis high into the sky to the side of "Sea King" Yann Court.

"Humph!"

A cold whine carried by the wind exploded all around, forming a terrifying sonic boom.

Renekton's body instantly became transparent, shattered into pieces, and turned into countless bright stars surging in the sea water, heading towards the deep sea.

"Sea King" Yann Court's eyes fell on the dark silkworm chrysalis thrown in front of him. There seemed to be countless pythons squirming inside, twisting and expanding strangely.

He reached forward, summoned the invisible wind, and imprisoned it firmly.

Chi!

A jet-black tentacle pierced the darkness that enveloped it.

Chi! Chi! Chi! More and more tentacles poked out from it, and they began to wrestle with the invisible wind, trying to break free.

In just a moment, thick layers of dark clouds enveloped everything around them, and silver-white electric snakes jumped out, carrying a violent and destructive aura that was as strong as a substance, and densely slashed at those tentacles, slashing at the tentacles that had not completely broken away from the darkness. The witch.

Katarina's expression was suddenly distorted. She was thrown directly in front of the "Sea King" of the Church of Storms. Her eyes were shrouded in dazzling silver, and she was bound by the invisible wind and the darkness full of corruption.

Damn it, Ya Lina, that crazy woman, if I don’t use that thing, even with the powerful survivability of the Ageless Witch, it will be difficult for me to leave this sea safely.

In the offshore sea area to the left of Bayam, on the rocks exposed due to the drop of the sea level, bright stars surged and condensed into starbursts, and Renekton's figure reappeared.

He reached out and rubbed his forehead. His spirituality could no longer support his starlight state.

Previously, simulating solar flares consumed too much spirituality. How come the Witch Sect has such magical items with hidden effects? They have mastered higher-level items of the night and the craftsman path?

While thinking, his spirituality was suddenly touched, and he looked warily at the rock on his right.

The dark red flames suddenly rose, and a bright figure walked out of it. Her fiery red hair was dyed a little burnt yellow, fluttering and twisting in the dark red flames.

The invisible transparent thread centered on her and quickly spread to all sides.

Some of them are hard, some are soft, and they contain mysterious viruses and bacteria that are invisible to the naked eye, trying to invade Renekton's body.

Pieces of pure white, illusory feathers condensed on his back. As the pure and sacred wings unfolded, Renekton's body cracked into cracks, and eyes grew out of these cracks.

They are indifferent, cold, strange and twisted, as if each eye is alive and has its own thoughts.

"Do you still have any means of resurrection?"

Renekton opened his mouth slightly and let out a hoarse, low voice, mixed with emotions and desires, and wrapped with complicated and useless knowledge.

This is closer to a kind of gibbering, although it is not contaminated by the complete living biological form, but through his deliberate influence, this kind of gibbering will be more dangerous.

Yalina was in a brief trance. A large amount of complicated and useless knowledge was transferred to her mind along with the voice, making her thinking sluggish. The surge of emotions and desires blurred her judgment and made her forget her actions.

Every slit eye on Renekton's body looked at her. Those eyes seemed to contain countless bright stars, blurred and dreamy, and she couldn't help but want to look more carefully.

The countless bright stars continued to magnify in her mind, forming a pair of eyes, cold and indifferent eyes. From these eyes, she saw all-encompassing knowledge. No, they were knowledge itself!

Immersed in knowledge, she was unaware that her body had undergone changes. Her flesh and blood continued to crack, and among the layers of scarlet, eyes opened one after another. These eyes were contaminated with strange aura, quickly contaminating herself. .

The corner of Renekton's mouth slowly raised, and he murmured in a low voice like a dreamer. His voice easily penetrated everything around him and polluted the entire sea area:

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

Standing on the opposite reef, Ya Lina, who was immersed in knowledge, suddenly became active, looking up into the sky and into the depths of the spiritual world as if on a pilgrimage.

Under the influence of each eye on her body, Ya Lina began to talk dreamily:

".The source of all disasters, the symbol of doom and destruction, the witch in charge of chaos."