Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After a while, the surrounding layers of rich colors faded away, and they arrived at a prayer hall dominated by brass and filled with tables and chairs.

On both sides of the hall, there are rows of neatly arranged bookshelves. In the deepest part of the hall, in front of Renekton and Amon, there is a holy symbol composed of an open book and an all-knowing eye. The Holy Emblem of Knowledge and Wisdom. emblem!

Renekton reacted instantly, ignored the glances from around him, turned his head to look at Amon, and saluted him with a gentle tone and a bit of teasing:

"Welcome to the Church of Knowledge! Mr. Amon~"

"Oh, we just stole the Church of Waves together, and you brought me to steal the Church of Knowledge?"

Amon said without any fluctuations in his tone.

A white glimmer appeared in the right hand he placed behind his back, and he squeezed it hard.

Wow~ The illusory shattering sound echoed in the prayer hall, and wisps of black mist instantly filled the air, causing all kinds of dark and negative emotions and desires in people's hearts to rise rapidly.

A layer of yellowish light flashed across the surface of the Holy Emblem of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the sound of flipping pages suddenly sounded around.

Illusory books suddenly appeared in mid-air, and each book had a brass eye on it, as if it was an eye that could see through everything.

A little bit of brassy light traveled quickly, outlining mysterious symbols one after another, one eye after another.

During this process, the wisps of black mist that filled the surrounding hall were quickly dissolved, and a purifying and soothing power filled the hall.

Wherever the brassy glimmer traveled, from time to time a small insect the size of a thumb with twelve transparent links was forced out of the void.

Renekton's eyes fell on Amon beside him, and his clone was dissolving rapidly.

Before being completely dissolved, He reached out and pinched the monocle at his right eye, then took it off and threw it away.

The monocle turned into a white stream of light, breaking through the blockade with an unstoppable attitude and flying into the distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of silvery-white electric lights with an aura of real violence and destruction suddenly appeared in the prayer hall.

As soon as Renekton raised his hand, the lightning suddenly froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button. The brassy glimmer was tinged with silvery white, directly disintegrating the lightning from the inside.

Along with these silver-white electric lights, Amon's body also disintegrated.

"Huh~ Nice job!"

Renekton sighed softly and threw out the milky white dice that he had been holding in his hand.

The dice swung around in mid-air and then fell back into the hand, with four o'clock pointing up!

Putting the dice of probability back into his coat pocket, he turned to look at the priest who was praying devoutly and chuckled:

"Sorry for causing you trouble, do you need my help to clear their memory?"

"No need." The priest shook his head slightly, rejecting Renekton's kindness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest's eyes suddenly glowed with light blue and were quickly dyed with a layer of dark gold.

An imperceptible spiritual wave spread out from the center of the priest, sweeping through every believer with a soothing power.

As the priest stepped forward, he said in a gentle voice:

"You will subconsciously ignore what you just saw and heard. After you go back and take a nap, you will completely forget what happened just now."

Six levels of hypnosis in the sequence. Is this priest a polymath who has mastered a lot of psychological knowledge, or a secret master?

As his thoughts floated, an imperceptible glow floated in Renekton's eyes. He sealed his spirituality to isolate himself from the priest's hypnosis and influence.

Renekton sat in front of the Holy Emblem of Knowledge and Wisdom, praying seriously to the God of Knowledge.

After a while, the priest who calmed the believers and asked them to leave the church sat next to Renekton. His tone had no emotional fluctuations, but he said extremely calmly:

"You don't have to worry about this. I have received a prophecy from the Lord before and know that you and Amon will appear in this church."

Foreshadowing, could the God of Knowledge predict this in advance? Or, He just chose a church at random. Driven by the dice of probability, I will naturally walk into this best choice. There is a high probability that it is the latter.

While deep in thought, Renekton turned his head and looked at the priest next to him carefully, and at the same time asked:

"What should I call it? What is this place?"

He is not too old, only in his thirties or forties. Although he has the ability to restrain his spirituality, judging from his performance when he used his extraordinary ability just now, he is most likely a scholar. His skin color is yellowish, and he is relatively pale. Rough, he is not the kind of scholar who often sits indoors and studies. He should have been an adventurer in the past.

"This is Tuscat Island."

"The church has just started preaching here in the past few years. I am the bishop here, and I am also a part-time priest and pastor. You can call me Bishop Leos, or priest."

So, I ended up here in the first place? Accident? Or a coincidence? If I had known earlier, I would have come directly. Oh, if I had known earlier, I would not have achieved the current effect.

While thoughts were swirling around him, Renekton nodded slightly, and then introduced himself:

"Hello, Bishop Leos, my name is Al Tynes."

"I know you. The tyrant's church's wanted order for you has spread throughout the five seas. Perhaps, it will spread to all countries soon. Anyone who dares to steal the Church of the Waves with Amon!"

"They keep preaching that you are a member of the church, which I didn't really believe in originally."

Leos responded with a chuckle, his eyes showing undisguised admiration and admiration.

Renekton shrugged helplessly and said:

"If I don't find something fun for Amon to do, I'm afraid he will treat me as a toy."

Laos smiled politely, did not comment on this, and instead said:

"You can read a book here or take a rest. This is the palace of knowledge. The Lord will bless every one of His believers."

Renekton nodded slightly, then stood up from his seat and walked to the clergy lounge behind the prayer hall.

Although it is a lounge, the layout here is more like a study room. There are many books on the surrounding bookshelves and two opposite long desks.

Renekton casually picked up a copy of "Essays from the Southern Continent" on the bookshelf by the window, then dragged a chair over and quietly enjoyed the afternoon sunshine.

His fingers tapped lightly on the writing, making a clicking sound. The spirituality in his body became active, and he looked at himself over and over again.

The Wheel of Fortune card is missing, stolen by Amon without me noticing? It couldn't be the time of divine punishment. Although I was doomed by the dice of probability at that time, Amon had no time to care about me. While thinking, he reached out and took out the milky white dice from his pocket.

Resisting the desire to turn it, Renekton's eyes flashed with a deep blue, almost purple glow, and then became extremely deep, resembling the sea surface before a storm, losing focus and becoming a blur.

As he peered at his destiny, a somewhat blurry picture soon appeared in his mind:

In the vast expanse of white, his body was instantly melted, and the Wheel of Fortune cards began to become thinner and brittle, falling to the ground and onto the dice of probability that were gradually disintegrating, and together they turned into a piece of silvery white. liquid.

The scene ended abruptly here, Renekton's eyes became clear again, and his gaze when he looked at the dice of probability in his hand became subtle. Coincidence? I prefer to believe that in the mysterious world, all coincidences are inevitable!

He used the Eye of Peeping to stare at the Dice of Probability for a moment, and soon understood its positive and negative effects. The positive effects did not change, but there was one more negative effect. It would attract the holder and even the people around it all the time. Go and turn it, the effect will become stronger as the carrying time increases.

"Do you need a seal?" He solidified the probability dice in his hand and said to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the thumb of his left hand suddenly cramped, and the dice of probability in his hand fell to the ground.

Ding! Ding~

After rolling on the ground for a certain distance, the probability die gradually stopped, and finally ended up with five points pointing up!

"Just give me five points to buy me? Are you too cheap?"

Renekton complained softly.

The dice of probability on the ground seemed to understand, and it actually shook twice more, with four o'clock pointing up!

Depend on! This dice not only became smarter, but also had a stronger temper.

Cursing, Renekton bent down and picked up the dice of probability. I took the dice of probability away. I wonder if some unborn baby would go to Klein and cry. Am I bullying a child? ?

While thinking, he took out a small square iron box from his pocket and filled it with some paper in the lounge. After ensuring that the dice of probability would not spontaneously rotate in the small iron box due to shaking, he felt relieved. He put the small iron box into his pocket.

After handling the matter of the dice of probability, he reviewed what happened today while flipping through the book in his hand.

Although he was unlucky to meet Amon, he managed to escape. The most unlucky person was the Church of Storms, and even the Church of Waves was stolen.

I'd better try not to show up at sea during this period. The old storm pigeons are probably all angry old pigeons now.

And Amon, his clone is definitely at the level of Sequence Three, and there should be many low-sequence clones hidden around him. I don’t know how he escaped the divine punishment of the Lord of Storms. The moment the divine punishment came, I It was wiped out, with no corresponding memory at all.

There is no irreconcilable conflict between Him and me. He is more interested in me, so he agreed when I proposed to steal the Church of the Waves. This is in line with His taste. You can call me next time. He went to blow up the church of the Eternal Burning Sun together, and I took the opportunity to take away the characteristics of the Emperor of Knowledge.