Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton's intuition came with a vague premonition, and the next moment, a deep red light suddenly rose in front of his eyes, quickly flooding his entire field of vision.

The crimson light quickly faded, and the scene in front of him had turned into the eternal palace above the gray mist. He was sitting on the high-backed chair belonging to the "White Tower".

My inspiration can already detect Source Castle? This should be the image left on me by the wilderness of knowledge just now.

While his thoughts were floating around, he turned his head to look at the top of the mottled long table, and said hello to Klein in a calm tone:

"Good evening, I didn't expect you to sleep yet?"

Klein's expression paused, and he looked at Renekton speechlessly and said:

"Even if I fall asleep, I will be woken up by your prayers."

"You stayed up late at night and sacrificed a strange metal ring to me, just to make sure I was sleeping?"

As he spoke, Klein glanced at the rusty metal ring he placed on the table in front of him. He had already inspected it just now. It was just a very ordinary metal ring, at most a piece of history. An ancient metal ring.

Renekton leaned back slightly and leaned against the back of the chair. He looked sideways at Klein and said with a chuckle:

"I would like to ask you to help me divine its past."

"You should also be good at divination. What's so special about it?"

Klein looked at Renekton with some suspicion and said.

Recalling what he had just experienced, Renekton nodded with a bit of toothache and explained in a somewhat emotional voice:

"This is an item that belongs to a phoenix. It lived in the second era, when the ancestor of the phoenix, Gregoria, was still active."

"When I peeked through it just now, I saw Gray Carrie and the River of Eternal Darkness. I almost took the dog with me."

"." Klein was speechless for a moment, and then he asked:

"So you think my divination here won't be affected?"

"Of course not, but with the blessing of this gray mist, you will recover even if you are blown to pieces."

Renekton shook his head and explained confidently.

"Just because I won't die doesn't mean it won't hurt." Klein said this with a feeling of gritting his teeth.

"I have a secret technique to block pain." Renekton said with a prepared smile.

It's hard, the fist is hard. If I can't beat you, I've already dealt with you so much that I like to play. I'll ask Arrods to come find you to play truth or dare tomorrow.

Klein remained silent and did not speak. After a moment, he calmly spoke:

"Do you know about the Celestial Sect and the Mother Tree of Desire?"

Renekton raised his eyebrows and looked at Klein. The corresponding memory appeared in his mind. He chuckled and said:

"No wonder you're up so late."

As Klein's face gradually darkened, he curled up his lips and looked away. He rested his right elbow on the armrest of the high-backed chair, rested his chin on his palm and said with a smile:

"The Celestial Sect is a branch of the Rose School. The leader is Zatwin, the saint of the Rose School. They believe in the Mother Tree of Desire, which is the tree where the bound god hangs. Demons and alien species are all under his control. way."

"He has some authority over destiny, so he can peek into the aura of Origin Castle in you."

Klein listened silently and sighed helplessly in his heart. In addition to Amon, I have another enemy. He is also a real evil god with more than one sect. He must become a demigod as soon as possible, otherwise he may die at any time. The aura of Origin Castle attracted voyeurs.

Making a decision secretly in his mind, he turned his attention to Renekton and said in a slightly doubtful tone:

"The Mother Tree of Desire is a transcendent sequence existence that has mastered multiple paths?"

Renekton nodded gently and said calmly:

"That's right, but because of the characteristics of the two paths of demon and alien species and the lack of part of the source material, his condition is not good and he can only barely maintain his status."

"It is precisely because of this that He is particularly active in corroding the world."

"Oh, it's such a troubled world." Klein sighed and followed his own intuition and stopped continuing the topic.

He reached out and picked up the rusty gray-blue and dark gold metal ring on the table. His eyes flashed, and he turned to look at Renekton and said:

"Give me the secret technique to block pain."

"No problem." Renekton responded with a chuckle.

His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of dark blue and almost purple light, and a pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes were outlined in his mind, containing countless bright stars.

His eyes met Klein's church, and the eyes outlined in his mind were instantly reflected in Klein's eyes.

Klein felt as if he had seen a bright galaxy, and each star was the condensation and embodiment of knowledge.

As he turned his attention to this dazzling galaxy, knowledge began to pour into his mind, so much so that his thoughts were in a trance, like a computer that was stuck running too many pages.

No wonder the Hidden Sage's knowledge-driven pursuit will directly make the secret-peeper lose control and even go crazy. This kind of relaxation, without any malicious intent, and without the infusion of dangerous knowledge, makes me so uncomfortable.

Klein sighed in his heart, and then began to sort out the secret knowledge in his mind. This was modified by Renekton. Even an Extraordinary who is not a reader path can use it normally as long as he has mastered the corresponding knowledge.

Klein leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He blocked his pain according to the knowledge in his mind. Then he stretched out one hand and let the rusty metal ring on the table float to his hand automatically. He rubbed his forehead, recited the divination sentence softly seven times, and then meditated to put himself into a state of deep sleep.

After falling asleep, Klein quickly entered a dreamland. His consciousness woke up from the dreamland and found that he had entered the perspective of the owner of the metal ring.

Is this a scene from the Second Age? As soon as his thoughts started to float, Klein saw the dream change, and the surrounding scene turned into a spiritual world with rich colors and symbolism.

He saw many phoenixes around him. They seemed to be watching something, waiting for something. As Klein's thoughts changed, the surrounding dreams floated again, and all the phoenixes surrounding him disappeared, leaving only a few dots. The dancing pale flames stayed far away in the spiritual world.

Deep in the spiritual world, layers of illusory doors suddenly emerged, and a cry that shocked the soul, full of death and decay, closer to a roar sounded.

Klein only felt that his consciousness fell into a trance, as if he saw his own death and end. It was right in front of him, watching him quietly, waiting for him to approach it.

A cold and whining wind suddenly blew up in the quiet spiritual world, and an unimaginably huge figure flew out from the layers of illusory doors. His body was covered with pale flames and feathers woven with mysterious patterns, and his eyes seemed to be made of bronze. , there are layers of illusory doors hidden inside.

All concepts related to death were converging on Him, forming a terrifying storm of pale white mist around Him.