Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Behind the headless knight, overlapping and unrealistic spiritual bodies emerged, like a well-trained army, charging upstream against the river to destroy everything.

The aura of chilling, cold, death, and depravity suddenly surged. The blood moon brought spiritual growth. Death became stronger at this time, but became the help of the Headless Horseman to clean up the pollution created by the original moon believers.

In the pitch-black river, the power of depravity and filth quickly took over. The pale yellow pus, the milky-white tentacles growing out of it, and the giant-like golem were all rapidly being eroded.

Mutations also occurred at this time. As the melee continued, more and more ordinary people, extraordinary people, and created mutant monsters died, and their vitality irrigated the land under the guidance of unknown forces. .

Under the influence of the blood moon on the realm of life and spirituality, all creatures showed great vitality and also experienced mutations at the same moment.

Even the ordinary vegetation has big scarlet mouths that open wide. Those mutated monsters and long-dead corpses all have big scarlet mouths and vaguely similar facial features.

They all stared at the scarlet blood moon high in the sky, staring like a pilgrim, and uttered obscure syllables one by one:

"The unique red moon symbolizes life and beauty, spiritual mother"

". Unique. Red Moon Symbol of Life and Beauty the Mother of All Spirits"

Intermittent layers of prayers echoed around, over and over again, gradually becoming coherent and clear.

The blood moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be strongly attracted, and the crimson light became more intense, as if it was rippling in circles of crimson ripples.

The river water, which was about to be completely covered by darkness, also began to change. The scarlet blood moon was clearly reflected on the water. The eyes of the monsters formed due to corruption and mutation soon bloomed with a deep red light, and a deeper layer of light appeared on their bodies. The mutation, the mutation in the direction of flesh and blood life

Vigorous vitality instantly covered the entire land. Green shoots were constantly growing on the ground and even in the cracks in the walls. Animals and insects also woke up from their slumber and began to reproduce crazily.

No wonder he has never been able to find his real body. He has no real body at all. What a complete madman!

Renekton looked at everything happening around him with a bad expression. He didn't expect that the beloved of the original moon would give up his body long ago for this moment and use himself as part of this grand ceremony. Even is the main part of it.

This is no longer a problem that I can solve on my own. He took a deep breath and began to recite the honorable name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice:

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

As his words fell, a ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people poured out from an unknown place, covering the sky like an invisible river, patterning the crimson moonlight that broke through the shadow curtain.

At the same time as the Hidden Sage appeared, streaks of dim light that were not brilliant, not pure, without any color, and seemed to be composed of a massive amount of illusory things fell from the star world, like a waterfall falling from an infinite height, impacting hard. The obstacles created by the Hidden Sage.

After the waterfall-like misty light broke through the barrier of the Hidden Sage, several branches appeared. Some fell in the direction of the Pivot Church, some fell in the extremely polluted river, and fell in the direction of those alienated monsters.

"Guard your star realm, your intervention is not needed here."

An indifferent and cold deep voice sounded in the deep night, seeming to echo in everyone's ears.

The surrounding shadows came to life in an instant, turning into a dark ocean, swallowing up all the dim light falling from the star world without causing a single ripple.

"roar~"

Deep in the sky, an extremely evil roar that pierced the spirit body suddenly sounded. The light of the Hidden Sage covering the sky gradually became stiff and heavy, as if it was bound by invisible constraints.

Through the opening opened by the dim light falling from the star realm just now, Renekton could see a rather vague space where desire was almost condensed into substance.

There, there was a figure hanging upside down on the tree struggling in pain. The almost wailing roar just now was made by him.

Then an arm with a dark and sticky surface that seemed to be flowing with evil liquid reached out from the depths of the spiritual world across a long distance.

With the appearance of this arm, a feeling of extreme evil and madness quickly spread. The surrounding creatures were multiplying crazily, and all the strange praying behaviors came to a standstill for a moment, and then they became even crazier.

A crimson light flashed past, and a figure as hazy as moonlight instantly appeared in front of this extremely evil and crazy arm.

Thick black mist surged out from around him, transforming into vampire bats that were between reality and illusion. These bats flew in the air very regularly, forming crimson shackles that bound the exaggerated arms in front of him. Wrap tightly.

These vampire bats were infected with madness the moment they came into contact with this arm full of evil and madness. They would either die suddenly, mutate, or attack their own people.

Similarly, every attack of a vampire bat can absorb the life force from this arm, which can be used to replenish itself and split into new vampire bats.

Viewed from a distance, pieces of red phosphorus are constantly falling from the crimson shackles that bind the extremely crazy and evil arms. The red phosphorus quickly dissipates as soon as it falls, but the crimson shackles seem to grow automatically. , always able to maintain its quantity and length just right.

The Bound God and his evil son also came out. I don’t know what deal the two people on the moon made privately. This battlefield is getting more and more chaotic. I don’t know what else will happen.

The "Full Moon" Archduke of the blood race seems to be able to temporarily entangle Si'a, but under the influence of the original moon, his state will inevitably slip, and this melee must be ended as soon as possible.

Sighing in his heart, Renekton retracted his gaze from the sky, took a deep breath, and quickly calmed down his mind. Renekton slightly raised his right hand and moved it in mid-air.

Following his movements, a long, dark and illusory river flowed out from an unknown place. It was quiet and quiet, without causing any waves. Anyone would subconsciously ignore it if they didn't deliberately look up.

The long, dark and illusory river falls quietly from the sky, and even the air seems to be experiencing withering, decay and death.

Under Renekton's deliberate control and guidance, the illusory river gradually connected with the real river below, and all the monsters in the river began to decline and die.

The flesh and blood that had been mutated due to the influence of the original moon quickly decayed and withered, weathering into powder.

The headless horseman running wildly on the river suddenly slowed down, and the overlapping illusory figures behind it melted and disappeared into the air.

The dark armor on its body quickly became stained with rust, and continued to expand. Soon, only an empty pair of horse armor and knight armor were left together, as if it had experienced countless years of baptism, and was full of brown. Brown rust stains and holes, large and small.

Silent decay and death spread rapidly around, and the mutated creatures that were whispering madly and praying to the original moon on both sides of the river all stopped, heading towards unstoppable and inevitable death.

While reciting the honorable name of the Hidden Sage in a low voice, Renekton tried to restrain his spirituality and end this mysterious reappearance.

How could this mysterious reappearance suddenly go out of control? The night of the blood moon will lead to spiritual growth, stronger inspiration, and enhanced death. Death is enhanced! The River of Eternal Darkness is trying to exert influence through this mysterious reappearance. Does it want to open another branch?

As soon as his thoughts started to wander, all his perception of the outside world suddenly disappeared, and he fell into a psychedelic state. He seemed to be in an endless wilderness, with countless blurred lights and shadows shaking around him.

Some of them are young people wearing strange clothes, some are ignorant children, some are women with enchanting postures, some are old men with stooped bodies, there are cats and dogs on all fours, and birds are gliding at low altitude, using the grass in the wilderness as an ocean. The swimming fish, the roaring steam train, the airship with unclear paint

"I belong here"

A strange realization flashed through his heart. Before he had time to think about it, Renekton suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if countless information was rushing into his mind in an arrogant manner.

Different from the Hidden Sage's pursuit of knowledge, Renekton felt that the knowledge that was swarming to get into his mind was all alive. They were whispering in his ear relentlessly, trying to get into his mind.

"Shut up!" The intense pain caused Renekton to roar violently.

His ears suddenly became quiet, and there was no longer any swelling and pain in his mind. He felt that the living knowledge had not left, they were still surrounding him, trying to get into his mind, but they suddenly became much more obedient, like The children who suddenly became polite lined up one by one to enter their mind in an orderly manner, and stayed there honestly in the memory partition that belonged to them.

Renekton was stunned for a moment, unable to recover for a moment. Is all this knowledge so obedient?

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly regained his composure. Now was not the time to think about these issues.

As his senses gradually recovered, he realized that the originally out-of-control mysterious reappearance had disappeared. The river below was no longer mutated and corrupted, and at the same time it had no life at all. The surrounding voices praying to the original moon had also become much weaker. It seemed that under the influence of Zeng Qiang's sudden death just now, the short lives of those mutated monsters came to an end.

"Thank you very much for making me feel real death."

"New life and death are so wonderful, I feel like I am one step closer to my great mother!"

Layers of sounds whose origins and details are difficult to distinguish echo around, like the aggregation of countless tiny murmurs, cold and indifferent, and extremely crazy.