Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the river in reality, and the sound of rushing water could be heard in his ears.

Beyond the deep darkness with no end in sight, there seemed to be a long river flowing endlessly.

Fortunately, I had isolated the space I was in in advance, otherwise I would have been swept away by the sudden appearance of the river.

As the water appeared, the dry and sunken river channel turned into a broad and flowing river.

In the dark and cold river, a figure suddenly emerged. The moment it came into contact with the water, his body suddenly became transparent and shattered into bright stars, surging out of the river.

On the river bank nearby, the stars reunited inside, revealing Renekton's figure.

He dragged his right hand a few times in the darkness in front of him, and a transparent crystal ball emitting misty starlight was taken into his hand.

"The 'Glory One' is the Angel of the Sequence who is best at frontal combat, and has some authority over the decline."

"The food we exchanged before has been almost consumed, and we need to trade with Mr. White Tower again."

"They can launch attacks across space, and even let the attacks erupt directly from the target's body. It is difficult to predict and avoid."

"I know something about the 'Warrior' path sequence four to sequence two, but I don't know anything about it. If you are interested, you can exchange information with me about the 'Earth' path. If I am not mistaken, your Silver City There is this path to things on the angelic level."

"But Mr. White Tower has arrived. I understand. I will contact him. In Mr. White Tower's style, he must have made arrangements."

He looked around casually and whispered to himself:

"Amon did not appear again. It seems that his purpose should have been achieved. Otherwise, with his ability, he would definitely be able to locate me directly without me leaving too far."

A somewhat indescribable voice echoed directly in his mind, as if someone had poured this information directly into his mind.

He came to the round tower with ease, and the guards below just briefly checked him and let him go.

"Notarization: Invalid!"

"Go in, the chief is waiting for you." Lovia nodded lightly, then passed Derrick and left the chief's room.

Slowly lowering his hands, he rubbed his fingers twice more, and golden illusory flames suddenly ignited out of thin air around him.

"It seems that your promotion went smoothly. Do you still have the subsequent potion formula?"

Strange, why did he choose to knock on the door today? In the past, he would appear directly in the corner of the room through shadows. The thought in his mind paused, and he thought of the light he had just created in the room.

After gathering his thoughts, he picked up the hurricane ax placed on the table aside, put it on his waist, and then went out.

Colin nodded lightly and said, "Now, let's try the honorable name he gave me."

Against the background of the golden firelight, the golden light flowing in his eyes became more and more pure, and finally evolved into a seal-like projection, and then he recited in giant language:

The cold gaze gave him a feeling of depression and restraint. Under this gaze, he felt that nothing about himself could be hidden.

Colin nodded lightly and said, "Well, you should find a place to rest first."

"I heard it."

"No problem." Colin nodded lightly, paused, and then said:

"I want to trade a batch of grain. Is there any way you can get it now?"

Compared with the "Sun Priest", the "Notary"'s physique has been enhanced, and it has been greatly enhanced, but he is still more supportive.

Colin stared into Renekton's eyes for a while, then said calmly: "Okay."

He sat back on the high-backed chair, rubbing his chin with his right thumb, and after a while he said calmly:

These flames carry a strong aura of the sun, are pure and sacred, densely packed, and connected together.

Withdrawing his divergent thoughts, he relied on prophecy to determine the direction. Then his body instantly became transparent, shattered bit by bit, and turned into bright stars that surged into the distance.

After repeating it twice, he suddenly felt a cold and indifferent gaze cast on him across an infinite distance.

Derrick retracted his gaze from Lovia's back and walked directly into the room. After closing the door, he came to Chief Colin's desk.

"If the blessing comes from the King of Giants, then his abilities in all aspects of the 'Silver Knight' field will be stronger."

After waiting for a while, Derrick interrupted Colin's contemplation:

"Your Excellency, are you looking for me?"

Halfway through his words, Derrick suddenly realized what the chief meant and immediately changed his words.

Renekton nodded, and then began to introduce the information he knew about the "Warrior" path:

"The second sequence of this path is called the 'Glory One'. The most representative one should be the 'God of Honor' Bradl, the youngest son of the Giant King. He was cursed because he openly cursed the ancient sun god, and his body is still here. Travel up and down the mainland.”

"Do you know the high-sequence information of the 'Warrior' pathway? If you know, what do I need to pay in exchange?"

Three-eight. One-sixty-two. Two-eight. Two-four-two.

Renekton gently snapped his fingers, and dots of starlight fell around him, quickly condensing into a starry high-backed chair.

Derrick was stunned for a moment, then nodded to the other party and said:

"Elder Lovia."

"Who?" Derrick shouted loudly, while he panicked and restrained his spirituality, dispersing the dim light in the room.

"They can transform the power of guardianship into solid, gorgeous but weightless silver full-body armor. Their ability to withstand blows is much stronger than that of the "dragon". At the same time, they have a firm will and are not affected by illusions. They can effectively resist Mental ability effects.”

"There should be more," Derrick replied uncertainly.

"Yeah." Colin nodded calmly, and then said:

Feeling that the power flowing in his body was getting stronger, Derrick was in a good mood. He couldn't wait to test his extraordinary ability in the room.

Derrick sat near the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window at the pitch-black sky without blinking. The frequent lightning strikes allowed him to see the general scene outside clearly. The height of the round tower allowed him to easily overlook the entire Silver City. .

In Silver City, with the deliberate help of Colin, the chief of the six-person council, Derrick quickly collected the materials and completed the "notary public".

A sacred, bright, pure and warm light descending from the sky suddenly appeared, illuminating the entire room without leaving a trace of darkness or shadow. This light also had the effect of warming people's hearts and improving their courage.

Nodding towards Derrick, Colin said calmly:

"The promotion of the 'Silver Knight' requires the blessing of an angel or above. There will be a small difference depending on the blessing gods."

He stood calmly in the center of the room, his hands slightly open.

"Okay." Derrick quickly regained his composure and nodded calmly in response.

The light and fire in the room dimmed instantly, and the golden flames flickered a few times before they were all extinguished.

About ten minutes later, in the room of Chief Colin of Silver City, pieces of starlight flew out of the void and quickly reorganized in the room, forming a door covered with mysterious patterns.

In less than two seconds, that cold and indifferent gaze disappeared.

Renekton nodded without surprise and said:

"Yes, the price is still the same as before, but you need to wait for about a week, which requires a period of scheduling."

Colin raised his head and glanced at the young man in front of him. There was still spiritual energy emanating from him, and it was obvious that he had just completed his promotion.

The chief still wants to ask me if I can still obtain the subsequent potion formula from the Tarot Club?

Under the dim candlelight, Colin sat on the chair on the other side of the desk, his eyes slightly unfocused, as if he had been deep in thought for a long time.

Renekton went straight to the point and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"The favored one of knowledge and mysteries, the wise man from the unknown, the eyes that peer into the truth, the scourge of the Rhoside Islands, the great Al Taines!"

"The remaining characteristics of that city are really attractive. It's a pity. Although I don't know what Amon did, I feel that the rewards of going there are far less than the risks."

The other party's voice was very distinctive, and he could already tell who it was. The guard following Colin, the chief of the six-person council in Silver City, was also the one who was responsible for supervising him before.

Although Derrick didn't understand the chief's intention, he still followed the instructions and recited the honorary name that Renekton had left for them:

The knocking on the door outside the room stopped, and a hoarse voice that was somewhat familiar to him came:

"The chief asked you to come over."

The person who opened the door was wearing a purple-striped black robe and had a gorgeous and elegant appearance.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

While his thoughts were floating around, there was a sudden knock on the door of his house.

"Sequence Three is called the 'Silver Knight' and is extremely good at frontal combat."

"Sequence 4 is called a 'demon hunter'. A senior demon hunter can use his 'demon hunter's eye' ability to determine whether the target is lying."

Derrick felt a sense of relief. He turned to look at Chief Colin, who had been watching him, nodded slightly and said:

"Contacted, it may take a while."

At the top of the round tower, in front of the door of the room belonging to Chief Colin, before Derrick raised his hand to knock on the door, the door was already opened from the inside.

Renekton looked at Colin, who had a dark green complex symbol appearing in his left and right eyes, and said nothing.

Derrick, who was listening quietly on the side, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's so powerful. It sounds like there are no obvious shortcomings, but why does Mr. "White Tower" keep emphasizing frontal combat? Are 'warriors' weak if they don't fight head-on?