Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton stared expressionlessly at the Apostle of Desire trait that Amon held in his hand. He put his right hand into his pocket and took out the Wheel of Fortune card. After confirming that it had not been replaced by Amon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Wheel of Fortune card among the cards of blasphemy? No wonder you can find dice like this."

"Don't worry, I don't need this kind of thing. It's of no use to me. I understand all the twenty-two paths of God. As for its ability to gather, it's even more useless to me. As long as I want, I can do it at any time. Find that big dumb snake.”

Amon chuckled, looking at the Wheel of Fortune with eyes full of disdain.

Renekton did not refute Amon's words. At the opponent's level, the blasphemy card is really useless. Unless it is the blasphemy card corresponding to the Fool and the Gate, it can still have some dispensable effect on him.

Renekton looked at Amon with curiosity and asked:

"Do you know where the wrong card is?"

"I know. If you become my favored one, I will tell you, and I can also help you steal the characteristics of the master of prophecy in your body and make you a teacher of deception."

Amon spoke with a bewitching voice.

The deep blue-to-purple light in Renekton's eyes swayed slightly, as if he couldn't resist the temptation.

After a moment of relief, he blocked out the influence of the Desire Apostle's characteristics on his emotions and opened his mouth.

Boom! Boom!

Rolling thunder suddenly sounded, followed by streaks of silver sliding down from the sky, falling straight to where Renekton and Amon were.

The next moment, these silvery white lights lost all traces, as if they had never appeared.

Renekton's eyes fell on the milky white dice on the ground. The number on it had turned into one at some point.

His eyes fell on Amon, and his voice did not fluctuate as he said:

"This die is stabbing you in the back."

Amon glanced at the probability dice on the ground and said in a calm voice:

"The Church of Storms came after your aura. No wonder you didn't react at all to me holding the attribute of the Desire Apostle."

While he was speaking, the dice of probability on the ground struggled to spin again.

Six o'clock up!

It was as if he was trying his best to please Amon.

A guy with less spine than Arrodes!

Cursing in his heart, Renekton turned his head and looked at Amon and said:

"The angel from the Church of Storms will come soon with the sealed artifact. Most of their eyes are on me. Do you really not consider stealing the Church of Waves?"

Amon looked at Renekton with great interest, pinched the crystal monocle with his right hand, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth:

"As you said, I am just a demigod-level clone. Are you sure you want me to steal the Church of Waves instead of sending me underground under the Church of Waves?"

"Or can you give me a reason why I can't refuse?"

Renekton kept turning the Wheel of Fortune card with his right hand, and bits of starlight fell from the card, as if a seal had been lifted, and the Wheel of Fortune card revealed its original appearance.

His eyes fell on the probability dice on the ground. Seeing that the dice had no reaction at all to the Wheel of Fortune card in his hand, he took two steps forward and held the Wheel of Fortune upright in front of his eyes, as if looking through it. He said leisurely as if looking at something:

"Tell me, if I recite the name that points to the Key of Light here, can I establish a connection with it? By then, you may be completely alive, with another identity."

The dice of probability lying quietly on the ground started to turn unsteadily and kept turning, as if it didn't know what point it should point up.

Renekton quietly watched the dice spinning further and further away from him, with a smile on his lips. He recited softly in ancient Hermes:

"Endless chaos, the incarnation of fate"

Just after reciting two sentences, the dice of probability rolled neatly to his feet. After hitting the sole, it swayed backwards and stopped, revealing a four-point. At the moment when it was about to stop, the dice didn't know where it was. With all the strength, he rolled around again, finally facing up at six o'clock!

Pieces of starlight filled the air in Renekton's hand, and instantly shrank and covered the Wheel of Fortune card, covering up the special features of the Wheel of Fortune card.

He smiled and bent down to pick up the dice from the ground, turned to look at Amon and said:

"With this probability die fixed at six, I can't think of any reason for failure."

"Don't you think it's funny to make the Storm Lord so angry that he jumps to his feet, but he can do nothing about you?"

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The person who responded to his words was not Amon, but thick bolts of lightning that fell from high in the sky.

These lightning bolts carried an almost substantial aura of destruction and scattered like rain, but they happened to miss Renekton's location.

"You succeeded in convincing me, even though I have already done this kind of thing."

"Not only the furious people, but also the dazzling and noisy sun, were also so angry with me that I pulled the carriage around the planet more than a dozen times."

Amon's figure suddenly appeared in front of Renekton, recounting the glorious deeds he had done as if showing off.

In a forest outlined by silvery white lightning, Amon glanced at the sky shrouded in dark clouds with a playful smile, then withdrew his gaze and stretched out a hand to put on Renekton's shoulder.

The next moment, the two figures suddenly disappeared from the spot.

In the square outside the Church of the Waves, the figures of Amon and Renekton suddenly appeared, as if they teleported directly from a very far away place.

The surrounding pedestrians, whether ordinary people or extraordinary people, did not notice anything unusual at all, as if they did not notice the two figures that suddenly appeared here.

Renekton's eyes looked around, and he was sure that his figure was caught in the eyes of the people around him, but they always subconsciously ignored him. Did he directly steal the sense of existence?

Enmat Street is not close to here. Amon can steal our position so easily and adjust it here. Does he also have a clone here?

As his thoughts turned, he had already followed Amon's steps to the door of Wave Church.

Bayam has been a bit depressed recently, but the number of believers coming to the Church of the Waves to pray has continued to increase. Believers and clergymen are passing by Renekton. Without exception, they all ignore the people who stop at the door of the church. Renekton.

Amon raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked at the Wave Church in front of him as if he was looking at his belongings.

The roofs of the church buildings all look like spires, like a dark blue arrow pointing straight into the sky. Under the pressure of dark clouds, they look even more majestic and sacred.

Amon took a deep look into the Church of the Waves, and said with a little playfulness in his voice:

"Actually, I'm more interested in stealing the betrayal dragon's church. That brooding old dragon has never been truly angered by me."

Renekton played with the milky white probability die with his left hand and responded in a calm voice:

"People in the Church of Knowledge are known for their rationality. There is no point in teasing this group of angry people from a church that steals knowledge."

"That's right, developing you into my favored one is much more interesting than stealing His church."

Amon said as Renekton chuckled.

"." Renekton was silent for a moment, then ignored the topic and said:

"Do you need help luring those people out of the church?"

Amon raised his hand and pressed the monocle on his right eye, and said in a expectant tone:

"No, it's more fun this way."

"It's a pity that the angel of the angry people is not here, otherwise the scene would be more interesting!"

If that angel were here, both of us would have been drowned by lightning right now. Renekton cursed in his heart.

The dice of probability held in his left hand was thrown to Amon at will. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to take out an illusory hat from the void and put it on his head.

His figure disappeared instantly, hiding all traces.

".Mysterious reappearance? Interesting spell."

"If I want to steal all your magic abilities, it seems like it will take a lot of effort."