Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After communicating with Luca Brewster of the Church of Knowledge for a while, Renekton said goodbye and left.

He walked casually on the street, looking around curiously. This was his first time in the Southern Continent, and he was a little curious about the things and things here.

The skin color of people in the Southern Continent is generally a darker bronze color. Renekton looks extremely conspicuous when he walks here. At any time, there will be curious, malicious, or envious eyes falling on him.

From time to time, local residents would pass by carrying coffin-like vehicles on the street, and sometimes they would stop and invite Renekton to ride.

In the shops on both sides of the street, eyes would fall on Renekton from time to time, as if hoping that he could go in and make some purchases.

How has my spiritual intuition become so sensitive to the emotions contained in the eyes around me?

Ga~

While he was deep in thought, he heard the loud cry of the crow Anu above his head.

Renekton looked up at the crow hovering in the sky, and followed its gaze to a middle-aged man who looked like a homeless man on the street corner ahead.

Renekton's eyes darkened slightly, and he saw some incongruous traces on the other party.

A middle-aged man with a strong body and seemingly normal intelligence. He does not look like someone who would become a homeless person. His spiritual body has an extremely old feeling, which is incompatible with this body.

While thinking, he raised his hand and waved into the air, and then quickly followed the tramp's retreating figure.

Crow Anu glided directly from mid-air and landed on his shoulder.

"Boss, that man's soul seems to be dying, but his body is very healthy, as if his life has been extended infinitely at the moment of death."

"His body and soul are in perfect harmony, and there are no signs of evil spirits possessing him, which is interesting." Renekton pondered and quickened his pace.

When passing a corner, he casually dragged a piece of quiet night cover over himself, miraculously covering all traces and breath of himself.

He followed the strange homeless man neither quickly nor slowly, and followed him out of the city, watching as he walked towards the big river in the middle of the Pas Valley like a pilgrim.

"Boss, he seems to be going to commit suicide."

Crow Anu stood on Renekton's shoulder and said in a strange tone.

Renekton nodded slightly, and his figure suddenly blurred, faded and disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in front of the homeless man.

Before the other party could react, he flipped his wrist like magic and condensed a burning match.

The moment he saw the flame on the match, the homeless man fell into a hallucination.

Renekton gently rubbed his fingers, creating dots of starlight, which sank into the other person's head and affected his thoughts.

In the illusion, he had already arrived at the wide Pas River in the middle of the Pas Valley.

He ignored all the irrationality and prayed like a pilgrim:

"The great mother, the source of all things, the unique red moon, the symbol of life and beauty"

As he chanted, Renekton felt that the environment he created was affected by some unknown influence and began to evolve in an uncontrollable direction.

The homeless man prayed while stepping into the long river in front of him.

With his movements, the originally peaceful river began to undergo unknown changes, as if it was gradually coming to life and establishing contact with a certain great being.

Figures of people began to appear around them, and they also walked toward the Pas River like a pilgrim. They were either men or women, but without exception, they all had younger and stronger bodies and older souls.

The river water was filled with a strange green color, and distorted human faces were floating continuously. The river surface began to rise uncontrollably, as if the river was reproducing itself.

Zhi~ Renekton reached out and snuffed out the match in his hand, directly interrupting the uncontrollable illusion.

As the illusion ended, the homeless man in front of him suddenly woke up. He was at a loss for a moment, and then stared at Renekton with malicious eyes, just like a fanatic seeing a blasphemer.

"who are you?"

His voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Who are you, believer in knowledge?"

Renekton's tone was very soft, with a bewitching tone, and his words were mixed with subtle spirituality, disturbing the other person's thoughts and affecting their judgment.

The middle-aged homeless man in front of him was just an ordinary person. Although he was a little strange, he was still an ordinary person. He was completely unable to resist the temptation in Renekton's words. He only struggled for a moment and then said:

"I'm Ross."

".Disciples of the Great Mother."

"What are you doing?" Renekton continued to ask.

Ross' expression suddenly became extremely pious and fanatical, and he even resisted Renekton's influence on his spirit.

He looked towards the direction of the Pas River and said in a feverish voice:

"I'm returning to my mother's arms!"

"What are you doing returning to your mother's arms?"

Renekton continued to ask in a calm voice, but the spirituality in his words became stronger.

"Welcome the new student!"

"The Pas River is our mother river. It gives birth to the life of this land. We return here at the end of life and walk out of the river when life is born."

"He is the incarnation of the great mother who gives birth to everything on this continent. He is the unique red moon, a symbol of life and beauty."

Renekton's spirituality suddenly gave him a warning. His body suddenly became transparent and turned into a transparent statue made of bright starlight. It shattered instantly and turned into dots of starlight. He carried the crow Anu on his shoulders and moved away from the place.

A scalpel flashing with silvery white light suddenly appeared at Renekton's position.

"Huh? The response is very fast!"

"You can actually transform yourself into a starlight state? Are you one of those lunatics from the Moss Ascetic Order?"

"I really want to study the differences between the structures of extraordinary people on your path and ordinary people."

The homeless man in front of him suddenly seemed like a different person, his light green eyes flashed with morbid madness, and the blood vessels on his body protruded one by one, as if something was about to rush out.

Starlight gathered in mid-air, Renekton's figure emerged from the starlight, and a lavender glow appeared in his eyes.

Under the vision of the Secret Eye, he saw invisible thin threads spreading from the middle-aged man's body. They entangled his spirit and wrapped it into a white silkworm chrysalis.

A somewhat twisted and ferocious human face loomed over the silkworm chrysalis. It was like a possessed spirit, easily controlling the body.

These thin threads twisted into a thick vine and shot straight into the sky, vaguely connected to a crimson thing. Renekton immediately withdrew his gaze. The intuition of the master of prophecy prevented him from peeking more.

Renekton looked at the manipulated puppet in front of him expressionlessly, and pretended to sigh:

"It's really hard to accept being called a lunatic by a lunatic."

While speaking, he gently poked his finger, and a layer of shadow fell down like a curtain covering everything. The originally bright sunshine dimmed instantly, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

Cold and indifferent eyes emerged from the shadows, and their cold gazes fell firmly on the puppet in the middle, as if all the secrets were hidden in these gazes.

Depravity and madness instantly filled the air, infecting everything around them in a real way.

The manipulated puppet opposite looked around casually, its eyes full of inquiry. If the situation was not inappropriate now, Renekton would have no doubt that he would dissect and study every eye growing out of the shadows around him.

Are these the mother's dependents? No wonder he is called a madman, it is indeed crazy. The way he turned this man into his own doll seemed to be to plant his own divine flesh and blood in this body, and he didn't know how many parts he divided himself into.

Even if you are a demigod, your divinity is limited. Once it exceeds the limit, you will instantly lose control and go crazy. Are you torturing yourself as an aggregation of insects from the Gou San family?