Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton raised his hand slightly and sent the paper in his hand back to the spirit world. He turned his head to look at the fire in the fireplace, and his thoughts gradually spread.

Completed the role of Recorder so quickly? Also, recording extraordinary abilities and scenery and folklore is really not difficult for members of the Abraham family. The only difficulty is the ravings from Mr. "Gate" when they are promoted.

As his thoughts floated, his inspiration was suddenly touched, and his eyes instantly became extremely deep, resembling the surface of the sea before a storm.

Under such circumstances, the focus is obviously lost and the eyes are confused.

An extremely vague picture emerged in his mind:

The thick gray fog is spreading everywhere. They appear in the past and in the future, and many things pour out of it.

Some are flashing with strange colors, like keys made of light; others are illusory, like stacked pixels made of countless data. They are constantly deducing everything and simulating the operation of the world; an exaggerated, A long river with no beginning or end gushes out from an unknown place, as if it is the end of life and the end of all things.

The background is a strange sky with twinkling stars. The starlight twists and roars, tearing the sky apart, enveloping indescribable disaster and madness.

Hu~hu~

Renekton's eyes quickly regained clarity, and his body instantly leaned forward, his lips constantly opening and closing, and he was breathing heavily.

Although the picture that appeared in his mind just now was blurry, it carried an indescribable horror and madness. Just the memory made him feel that his mental state was slipping.

"What happened? Why did I predict this scene? This is not a scene that should be seen when predicting the end of the world."

After muttering to himself for a moment, Renekton felt that his mental state had recovered, and then he leaned on the sofa again, rubbing his forehead and lost in thought.

That thick gray fog should be the fog of history. It represents Source Castle and the seal left by the previous Lord of Mysteries?

While thinking, he reached out from his pocket and took out the small iron box containing the probability die, held the probability die in his hand and said to himself:

"Does the source of matter pouring out of the gray mist mean that the seal has been lifted, or does the source of matter break through the seal?"

As he finished speaking, he threw the probability dice in his hand.

Ding ~ Ding ~

The milky-white dice fell to the ground, shook a few times and then stopped, with three o'clock pointing up!

After staying for a while, it spontaneously rolled again and turned into a four-point upward!

None of my guesses are accurate? Or both? After Klein took control of the Source Castle, he tried to weaken the influence of the seal, and the group of source materials from the Western Continent took the opportunity to rush out?

Then he denied his guess. My spiritual intuition was not touched at all. Maybe I only guessed part of it.

His eyes fell back on the dice of probability on the ground, he reached out to pick it up, and continued to mutter to himself:

"When the source material breaks through the seal of the Western Continent, will it attract the attention of those guys in the starry sky?"

"But they shouldn't be able to directly tear through the barrier left by the original? Is it because the time is very close to the end? Or has something changed?"

After talking to himself, he casually threw the dice of probability down, making a tinkling sound on the ground. It shook for a long time, but it never stopped.

"You don't know the answer either?"

Renekton muttered to himself as if he was complaining.

The next moment, the dice of probability stopped on its own, with four o'clock pointing up!

"Forgot, you represent the uncertainty of fate. Obviously the ring of fate or the sign of fate has more power to explain this kind of problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, the starry sky with uncertain brightness and darkness suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with a strange and unspeakable strong pollution. He seemed to see destiny.

boom!

In the fireplace nearby, the flames burst violently, as if some flammable and explosive items were mixed into the burning wood.

The violent sound brought Renekton back to his senses. He quickly reached forward and dragged out a layer of quiet night, shrouding his manor in secrecy.

The mysterious reappearance of the "Land of Night"! Directly cutting off his connection with the starry sky.

After doing all this, he immediately closed his eyes and adjusted his state.

The original balance between madness and reason slipped. The gaze from the starry sky caused the suppressed primitive desires and madness in his body to become restless. This caused the originally balanced human and divine rationality to deviate.

A burst of dark blue and almost purple light flashed across, and Renekton directly entered a state similar to that of a sage, giving people an unusually sacred and wise feeling, but also seemed quite cold and without warmth.

This is his use of the state of absolute rationality, with some changes that are more biased toward the voyeur, similar to the state of the sage.

About two or three minutes passed, and his mental state regained balance.

Taking a long breath, Renekton opened his eyes again. A cold, temperatureless light passed through his eyes, and he soon returned to normal.

My state is worse than I expected. I don't even dare to face the audience in this state. They only need a plague storm, and I will probably lose control directly. To be precise, it should be that my humanity is out of control and collapses. Divinity takes over the body directly.

While thinking, he bent down and picked up the dice of probability on the ground, and sighed in a faint voice:

"At least I'm lucky."

The next morning, Conston City, Jianhai County.

Renekton's figure emerged among the stars. He looked at the red-painted wooden door in front of him, stretched out his hand and knocked twice.

Boom~boom~

After waiting for a while, the wooden door was opened from the inside, and the heat in the room rushed in. Lawrence, wearing a heavy woolen coat and a half-high black hat, appeared at the door.

His blue eyes looked very energetic, and he no longer looked as aged as before.

"Good morning, Mr. Lawrence."

Renekton smiled and greeted the other party.

Lawrence smiled in return, and at the same time turned sideways to make way for a passage:

"Good morning, Mr. Tynes, I didn't expect you to come so soon."

"I happen to be in Backlund, and I'm free during the day."

While talking, Renekton had already stepped into the house.

He looked around casually. The furnishings in the room were relatively simple, and it seemed like it was just a place where he didn't live very often.

After closing the wooden door, Lawrence walked to the stove, brewed coffee and said:

"This is just a temporary place for me to stay. I'm not sure whether I can be promoted normally, so I chose to stay in a more remote suburb. Even if I fail to be promoted, no one will follow the clues to find the Abraham family."

Renekton nodded slightly and said in a calm voice:

"I will help you keep an eye on the extraordinary materials you need. If there is no suitable seller, you can consider hunting the corresponding extraordinary creatures, or directly smash a magical item corresponding to the traveler."

"I have this plan. The Abraham family has recorded some places where stalkers in the spiritual world often hang out."

Lawrence nodded slightly and explained that this was the main reason why he needed to record more extraordinary abilities.

After the two chatted for a while, Renekton said with a smile:

"Start recording spells."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist like magic and took out a pea. The pea grew instantly and turned into thick green vines, covering the surrounding area like a heavy rain.

They intertwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, with layers upon layers going up, and the top could not be seen at all.

In just the blink of an eye, they had gone from the warm room to an unknown green forest.

An illusory, slowly flipping book was reflected in Lawrence's eyes. His brain kept repeating the actions Renekton had just performed when he used the mysterious reappearance, driving some of his activated cells to form corresponding symbols, patterns and logos. .

After a moment of silence, Lawrence sighed helplessly:

"The record failed. The level of this extraordinary ability is very high. With the occult knowledge I currently have, I can only forcefully remember it. The probability of failure is very high."

"It's okay, I'm not short of time."

Responding with a smile, Renekton's figure instantly became transparent and turned into a statue made of countless stars.

The statue shattered suddenly, and the Hui tribe's bright starlight surged towards the other side of the emerald green forest.

In the process of surging, pieces of starlight began to condense inside, revealing Renekton's figure again.

Lawrence's eyes lit up as he stood aside. The illusory book reflected in his eyes kept turning. After a moment, he smiled deeply:

"Success."

Renekton nodded slightly, then raised his right hand, and a bit of illusory, deep darkness began to emerge, full of depravity and filth.