Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After the "Future" sailed for nearly an hour on the ocean that evolved from the ruins of the God War, thin, ethereal singing began to appear around it, seeming to come from far away along with the waves.

Mermaid? Finally found it. An idea flashed through Klein's mind. Although he hadn't had time to do divination yet, he intuitively believed that this was the song that belonged to the mermaid.

He quickly returned to his room, followed the scheduled procedure and took out Azik's copper whistle and the origami crane folded by Will Asceptin, then entered the bathroom, walked four steps backwards and entered above the gray fog, doing the final confirm.

On the deck of the "Future", the magic signs and symbols painted on the ship's hull have been lit up in distinct layers, exuding misty starlight, forming a sea of ​​stars, minimizing the impact of the mermaid's singing. .

Anderson leaned in the shadows next to the cabin, wary of accidents that might happen at any time due to his bad luck, and wondering whether he should pray to the unknown existence.

Whether it is praying for help or a reminder, once the name is recited, it means that the two parties have established a connection, and those high-ranking beings can exert influence on me at any time.

It would be fine if it were a relatively friendly being like the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. If I were as violent as the Lord of Storms, I might explode on the spot or lose control. But if I don’t resolve my misfortune as soon as possible, I might not survive to get ashore. .

Sighing in his heart, Anderson held his head in his hands, looking like he didn't want to think anymore.

Deng Deng stare!

Klein walked quickly past the side and went straight to the ship's side on the right side, where there was a small boat fixed to the side by ropes.

Anderson looked curiously at Klein, who was moving quickly and looking a little eager. The thoughts in his mind couldn't help but spread:

From this look, he doesn't look like he's going to hunt a mermaid, so why is he looking for a mermaid? Some necessary ritual? What is it about mermaids that constitutes ritual, their song?

This is a bit incompatible with demigods. At most, it is a ceremony to be promoted to Sequence Five. In other words, this crazy adventurer was only a Sequence Six Beyonder before, including now?

"As expected of the crazy Gehrman Sparrow, Sequence Six dared to assassinate a pirate general on his flagship, and he almost succeeded."

Anderson twitched the corner of his mouth and said half-complaining and half-exclamation.

Klein, who drove the boat away from the Future, endured the numbness all over his body caused by the mermaid singer and used a spell.

The sudden strong wind pushed the boat closer to the direction where the mermaid was singing.

As the singing in his ears gets louder, it's as if the mermaid is singing quietly in his ears. Every melody makes people intoxicated and yearning.

Relying on the spell that allows sea creatures to get close to the user, Klein successfully approached several mermaids singing gracefully on the rocks.

He quickly took out the completely black bottle of "Secret Puppet Master" potion from his pocket, which seemed to have countless tiny insects that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye swimming around rapidly.

In the melodious singing of the mermaid, I drank the slightly bitter and stale potion of 'Marine Master'.

His thoughts began to slow down, and his body gradually became stiff and numb.

I don't know how much time passed before Klein opened his eyes again and his body had completely returned to normal.

"Finally. Sequence Five!"

A place abandoned by God.

Renekton walked along the abandoned road east of the King's Court of Giants for an unknown amount of time, and finally some ruins of buildings appeared in his field of vision.

"Little Sun and the others are preparing to explore Afternoon Town. If I keep walking, I should be able to see them. Do you want to meet them?"

Renekton looked at the silvery white lightning flashing across the sky from time to time, whispered to himself thoughtfully, and then continued to walk forward.

After walking a certain distance, he suddenly stopped and stared deeply ahead, his eyes obviously losing focus and looking confused.

After determining through prophecy which way to go next and how to avoid possible dangers, his body instantly became transparent and shattered, turning into bits of surging bright starlight, rushing forward.

It wasn't until the frequency of lightning in the sky gradually increased that he slowed down his progress.

With the help of lightning that illuminated the darkness, he finally saw the town ahead clearly. It was built on the mountain and was not small in size. It was comparable to a small city in the northern continent.

The houses here are made of gray stones from nearby mountains. Some are hollowed out and are nearly ten meters high, while others are similar to normal houses.

These buildings are compactly arranged and appear to be very orderly. Some have collapsed, while others are still standing strong, but they are all stained with traces of decay.

Renekton walked slowly and slowly on the street, surrounded by traces of rotten flesh and dried pus. It was quiet, except for the sound of his walking, there was no sound around him.

Someone has already cleaned it up here. As soon as his thoughts floated around, his inspiration was triggered.

His body was instantly transparent, and a hurricane composed of countless morning rays of light suddenly erupted from the side and behind, and the dense rays of light were like sharp arrows.

The light of the morning light shattered the already transparent Renekton, turning it into a pile of silver-white foam that quickly burst and dissipated.

The next moment, his figure emerged on the other side of the street, and his eyes fell on the surface of the ten-meter-high boulder house not far away, where a transparent face grew.

This face is full of cracks, and they spiral toward the center regularly, forming a vortex-like mouth. The morning storm just erupted from here.

Renekton raised his hand and formed an ancient-style spear, with blobs and blobs and dots of dark red blood burning from the tip to the handle.

The spear came out of the hand at the moment it was condensed and formed, dragging a dark red stream of light in the air, and in an instant it disappeared into the face on the surface of the huge stone house.

The transparent face didn't even let out a complete scream before it shattered into countless tiny stones and quickly evaporated.

After dealing with the monster that suddenly appeared, Renekton walked towards the huge stone house where the transparent face had just appeared.

The door to the house should have been closed originally, but due to years of disrepair, the door panel made of boulders was crumbling, and there was a gap in the middle that could accommodate two normal-sized humans.

Renekton used the light blue starlight emitted by the crystal ball in his hand to fully see the furnishings in the room.

There is not much furniture here, or not much furniture can still be preserved. Most of them are seats, beds and altars made of huge stones. They were all very tall, and for the first time Renekton had the feeling of a kitten or puppy looking up at humans and houses.

After looking around for a while, he walked to the right side. On the wall where the transparent face appeared just now, bright spots like the morning sun were slowly gathering.

Renekton's free right hand condensed a chess piece as clear as white jade from mid-air, and slowly pressed it in front of him.

The slowly converging light spots in front suddenly seemed to be accelerated, and they quickly converged inward. Within a few seconds, they condensed into a fist-sized vertical eye that was constantly flashing with the light of morning light.