Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Deep in the spirit world, several eyes shining with cold and pure light twisted and stretched out, overlapping the surrounding spirit world area with reality, and the figures of the prophet's clone and Grant appeared here.

Grant half-raised his right hand, and the bright stars shone down from the mid-air, spontaneously condensing into the shape of a carriage at their feet, and the carriage carried them speeding towards the depths of the spiritual world.

After completely staying away from the spiritual world area corresponding to the Rhoside Islands, Grant finally relaxed completely, leaned half on the seat behind the carriage, and said in a calm tone:

"The silver straight sword in the hand of 'Aquaman' Yann Coatman is a bit interesting. It seems to strengthen the upper limit of the power he can withstand from the 'Storm Lord'."

"The copper whistle thrown by the person next to you just now should be an item belonging to a high-ranking member of the artificial death faction of the Spiritual Religion. It actually summoned something related to the god of death. It seems that their plan was not fruitless at all."

"Why did you appear there? I remember you told me the day before yesterday that you were going to check the information on the Church of Knowledge to find effective ways to utilize and transform the extraordinary power of the sun field."

"Huh" exhaled, the prophet's clone shrugged his shoulders, took out a piece of fluorescent blue crystal from his pocket, tossed it twice in his hand and said:

"'Yellow Light' Venitan reminded me that I can find the real-world incarnation of 'Orange Light' Hilarion, Turani von Hermoshuen, who is known as the 'Father of the Second Generation Difference Engine'. Then I was casually involved in this chase planned by the Rose School of Thought."

"That mist-like monster should be the long-standing sacrifice of the Artificial Death God faction of the Spiritual Religion, a monster created by slightly alienating the uniqueness hidden by the God of Death."

Grant leaned on the seat, nodded slightly and sighed in a low voice: "I don't know how many followers of the night are hidden among the artificial death faction of the Spiritual Religion."

After a pause, she continued:

"Hermoschuyin turned out to be 'Orange Light' Hilarion, but their seven rays do often enter the real world, transform into humans in different ways, and teach corresponding knowledge."

"This kind of hobby is very suitable for our knowledge church. Luca Brewster from the Pass Valley also likes to give lectures on various occasions and in various places."

"You should have noticed something about the 'Yellow Light' Wenitan's prompt, but you still chose to go to the Rhoside Islands. Why?"

On the left side of the carriage made of stars, the prophet's clone was leaning on the back of the chair, with his eyes closed as if concentrating, and said in a calm tone:

"Buy him a favor, and I will need their help later."

"As for the artificial death god faction of the Spiritual Religion, as the 'Secret Mother', he has a better way."

"What did you find?" Grant turned his head slightly curiously and asked in a low voice.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that this topic was not suitable for such a casual discussion. She raised her left hand and gently rubbed it with her thumb and middle finger.

Stars emerged one after another, and the starlight seemed a little dim. They kept wandering around the carriage, outlining mysterious symbols and magic signs that symbolized secrets one after another.

The prophet clone opened his eyes and looked around, then closed his eyes again, and said in a calm tone:

"The 'Death Archon' from the Fourth Age's 'Pale Catastrophe' fell into a state of repeated death and resurrection similar to that of the 'undead'. He last appeared in Tingen City, Loen, in a Served as a teacher in the history department at the university.”

"There's something special about that place, always under the watchful eye of the night."

Grant nodded thoughtfully and sighed:

"It sounds like it has been planned for a long time. Maybe it won't be long before the names prayed by believers in the dark night will have more descriptions like 'the final destination of all living things'."

On the Rhoside Islands, on the flat land not far from Bayam City, "Sea King" Yan Cotman rode the strong wind and fell to the ground.

The ethereal and lofty aura on his body has disappeared, and his deep blue eyes look rather indifferent, mixed with extremely tolerant madness. A few silvery hairs appear in his green hair like seaweed, as if he has suddenly become much older.

The ground in front of him was scorched black, with withered grass and trees, and even the soil and stones showed signs of weathering to varying degrees. Originally there should have been two small peaks here, but at this moment they all disappeared without a trace, like It was as if it had been plowed countless times by huge machinery, leaving only a flat depression.

Everything around him had a sense of decay and withering, as if he was running wildly on the road to death, almost reaching the end.

Yann Coatman stared intently at the white fish belly rising on the sea in the distance, and whispered the names of several people who had appeared here before:

"Al Tynes"

"Rose School. Si'a. Gehrman Sparrow!"

"Glen Pals, one of the ten pillars of the Moss Ascetic Order, and that strange spiritual creature."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly waved his hand to summon a gust of wind. The howling wind was condensed into a huge substantial hand, and two things shining with spiritual light were photographed from the charred ground in the distance:

One is a gem that seems to be condensed from rich blood. It is the size of a fist and is emitting crimson light, just like a miniature red moon.

Another one is a round glass lens with some burnt marks and broken marks.

"The 'Witch King' also has a magical item evolved from the characteristics of the 'machine'."

With a low murmur, the strong wind picked up again, supporting Yan Cotman's body away from this area.

Above the gray fog, with the help of the messenger lady and Azik who arrived later, Klein, who had completely gotten rid of the "god" Si'a, found a safe place and entered the mysterious space above the gray fog.

He looked around the empty palace, and finally landed on the crimson star that symbolized Renekton. He spread his spirituality to touch the past, told him what happened in Bayam, and asked him to pass the request. The ritual of giving brings back magical items.

After doing all this, he lay down lazily on the high-backed chair and whispered to himself:

"I lost a marionette, some talismans, and paper figurines, but fortunately I'm safe now, and the crawling hunger also grazed two new souls, a 'wrongful soul' and an 'apostle of desire', so it's not too bad." .”

"The most important thing at the moment is to return to Backlund. In such a metropolis, the power that the Rose School can mobilize is very limited. Maybe we can also try to find a circus to try to play the role of 'Secret Puppet Master'."

"If you have the chance, you will have to find a marionette again. Using a marionette to use magical items with powerful positive and negative effects is a good choice."

In the grand and ancient palace, a whimpering wind suddenly blew, and the calm gray mist began to surge rapidly.

The crimson star representing Renekton continued to expand and contract, spreading out in circles like tidal crimson ripples, mixed with Renekton's prayer:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

"Your faithful servant prays to you."

"The ceremony is ready so soon?"

After whispering to himself, Klein quickly stood up from the high-backed chair and walked to the back of the hall. He spread his spirituality and pushed open the illusory door. Then he raised his right hand and placed it on the table. The things above spontaneously flew up and fell into the illusory double door.

As the illusory door of sacrifice and gift closed, the space above the gray mist returned to calm again.

Klein sat back on the high-backed chair belonging to the Fool. After thinking for a moment, he once again spread his spirituality and touched the crimson star representing Renekton, pulling the other party into the gray mist.

In the Land Abandoned by the Gods, Renekton had just put away the magical items retrieved from the gray fog when he saw the thick gray fog and crimson light pouring out of his field of vision.

His mind was slightly blurred, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in the ancient and magnificent palace above the gray mist, sitting on the high-backed chair belonging to the "White Tower".

Klein sat back on the high-backed chair slightly relaxed, looked at Renekton who was looking over, curled his lips and said:

"Tell me, what do you think if I turn around and go to the Southern Continent now?"

The corner of Renekton's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly:

"Are you going to kill someone? Or do you want the Rose School to attack the Pass Valley with all its strength tomorrow?"

"Just kidding." Klein waved his hand, paused for two seconds, and then spoke again: "Help me pay attention to the scheming monsters and spiritual predators. Since there is a 'Dark Demonic Wolf' in the Land Abandoned by God, Then there is a high probability that there are potion materials in this way."

Renekton nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, but if you hide back in Backlund, it won't be that easy to perform. Do you want to go behind the Chanis Gate under St. Samuel's Church?"

Klein glanced at him in surprise, but said in a very calm tone:

"How do you know that I plan to return to Backlund?"

"Now that I know the formula of 'Cunning Mage', why should I take risks behind Chanis Gate? If it's not enough, I myself will become one of the items sealed there."

Renekton shrugged and said in a tone of "I know you very well":

"It's not difficult to guess. Only places like Backlund, Trier, or Pasu Island, and the Amanda Mountains can minimize the danger from the Rose School and are safe enough for you. Among these places You don’t have many choices, Backlund is the place you are most familiar with, and Benson and Melissa are also there.”