Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 562 Communication

Cattleya lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then took a deep breath and nodded calmly: "No problem."

Looking calmly at Cattleya in front of him, Renekton nodded lightly and said:

"After the party is over, I will have someone deliver the blood to you."

After a two-second pause, he looked around at the other members and then chuckled:

"Help me pay attention to the two paths of 'sun' and 'storm'. Things at the demigod level can be lone extraordinary people or magical items."

"Moon" Emlyn looked at Renekton in surprise. He hesitated for two seconds before speaking:

"Our Vampire Clan has such a magical item. If you can help us recover the characteristics corresponding to the Vampire Count or even the Marquis, I think the big shots in our Vampire Clan will be happy to trade with you."

"Okay." Renekton responded with a chuckle.

"Hermit" Cattleya, who had just reached a deal with him, also expressed her position:

"I will help you pay attention, but there are not many items at the demigod level, especially those from the 'Sun' and 'Storm' pathways. Most of them have been recycled by the churches of the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' and the 'Lord of Storms'."

Renekton nodded slightly in Cattleya's direction.

"I will also keep an eye on it for you."

"Me too, I will go through the information on the sealed objects held by Silver City, but I can't see much with my authority, and my contribution is far from enough to redeem them."

"Chariot" Anderson and "Sun" Derrick also made their commitments one after another, while the remaining members of the Tarot Society did not speak. Things at the demigod level were still too far away from them.

Next, "Justice" Audrey, "Magician" Forsi, and "Chariot" Anderson initiated transactions one after another, some were successful and some failed.

After a brief silence, "The Fool" Klein, who was sitting leisurely at the top of the mottled long table, chuckled:

"You can communicate freely."

After hearing Mr. Fool's prompt, "Justice" Audrey quickly raised her right hand and looked around the crowd before saying:

"I met a jury member of the Psychological Alchemy Society today. His true identity is Hvin Rambis, advisor to the Royal Family of Loen."

"I learned a piece of news from him. The president of the Psychological Alchemy Society was assassinated, and it was successful. However, the unknown president did not really die because of some special features of the 'audience' channel. What kind of special features are they? I don't know, Hvin Rambis didn't tell me that."

"The Psychological Alchemy Society has increased its efforts in cultivating newcomers because of this incident. They have already started asking me to complete some tasks and accumulate contributions to redeem the Sequence Five 'Dream Walker' potion."

Finally, she added: "I feel that the Psychological Alchemy Society has entered a tense atmosphere. While they are increasing their efforts to cultivate new members, they are no longer developing and accepting new members."

"The Hanged Man" Alger sneered and said:

"They are afraid of exposing themselves and attracting new assassinations, but some of the tasks that originally belonged to them need someone to do it."

"At this time, you newcomers who have just joined and haven't established a deep relationship with them are just right. Those who survive this storm will become loyal due to the vigorous training of the organization. Even if you die, you will not It would be a shame for them.”

Audrey was stunned for a moment, the expression on her face was obviously astonished. As an aristocratic girl who was inexperienced in the world, she had never been exposed to this before, and she had never thought about this issue in such a deep and dark way.

"Tsk, you humans are really vicious!" "Moon" Emlyn sighed as he sat on a high-backed chair.

Next to him, "Chariot" Anderson also shook his head, and then said:

"Although this kind of speculation about people's hearts is too dark, in many cases, this is the fact."

"Hermit" Cattleya looked at the noble girl and said in a calm voice:

"Members of the Psychological Alchemy Society have advanced research into the spiritual and spiritual fields. You need to be careful. That Hvin Rambis may have left psychological hints or some hidden influence on you."

Audrey glanced subconsciously at the figure at the top shrouded in gray mist, and said with a bit of joy in her tone:

"He did, but I prayed to Mr. Fool in advance and received the protection of an angel."

Can it still be like this? Mr. "The Fool" will at some point provide substantial help to the members of the Tarot Society. "The Hermit" Cattleya was briefly stunned and then her thoughts couldn't help but wander away.

During this process, Audrey had asked Klein the Fool for permission to materialize the portrait that Hvin Rambis of the Psychological Alchemy Society had shown her and display it in front of everyone.

Renekton glanced at the image on the gray-brown parchment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that Adam was not prepared to help them. He didn't even give me a portrait of me. He even took the initiative to help me cover up my appearance in the Garden of Eden. The traces left behind make it impossible for people in the Psychological Alchemy Society to obtain effective answers through divination and prophecy.

Thinking of this, he chuckled and said:

"This portrait really doesn't look like me at all. It doesn't look like they got any help from Adam."

"Having lost his true body and his most active identity, it is not certain whether the president of your Psychological Alchemy Society still retains the status of a demigod. He may be preparing for a possible backstab from the members of the jury somewhere."

"Justice" Audrey looked at Renekton in astonishment, pursed her lips, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. 'White Tower'? You were the one who assassinated the President of Psychological Alchemy? Why?"

Renekton leaned back in his chair leisurely and said in a calm voice:

"I traded a copy of the 'Dream Weaver's' trait with someone to get the 'Insighter' trait."

At the end, he added: "By the way, I still have a copy of the characteristics from 'Audience' path nine to sequence four left here. If you need it, you can buy it from me before I use it up."

"Dream Weaver" and "Insighter", the former should be the third sequence of the audience path, and the latter is... well, most likely it is the "reader" path. But Mr. "White Tower" actually broke into the psychology directly The headquarters of the Alchemy Society, this is really, really too arrogant.

Audrey thought for a moment, quickly adjusted her emotions, and said calmly:

"When I successfully advance to Sequence Five, I will buy this characteristic from you."

"However, I am still a little curious. What does it mean to lose the main body and the most active identity? Why did Hvin Rambis say that the assassination was successful, but the president is not dying?"

"The Audience Path's Sequence Three, 'Dream Weaver', can separate some of the identities they once had and turn them into living people. Even if these identities die, they will not lead to the fall of the main body. If the main body falls first, They can awaken themselves from the clone and complete the recovery.”

"However, the lost characteristics will not return. The president of the Psychological Alchemy Society and the 'King of the Black Seat' above the sea were both killed by me and took away their characteristics."

"Except for the 'King of the Black Seat', his remaining identities are likely to be below the demigod level. The separated identity of the 'Dream Weaver' does not have actual power, and must gain power by accommodating its characteristics."

"I understand." Audrey nodded slightly in response. She suddenly yearned for the "Dream Weaver", who could turn her past experiences into a real identity, just like the characters in the adventure story came closer to reality. Same.

You can separate some of the identities you once had, which is a bit like the precursor to the dreamer's ability. "The Fool" Klein at the top of the mottled long table was making a judgment in his mind.

The exchange continued, and this Tarot session soon came to an end.

After everyone stood up and saluted, rays of deep red light rose up, taking everyone on both sides of the long mottled table away from the space above the gray mist.

Looking at the suddenly empty hall, Klein leaned against the back of his chair and sighed softly, waving his hand to make the "world" at the bottom disappear.

"No one is curious about whether this new card is the card of blasphemy, and what kind of card it is? Maybe they discovered it, but there is no suitable reason to ask me."

While speaking, he reached out and took the new card that was upside down on the table. The front of this card was a church. In front of the church stood a group of Emperor Russell in different costumes. They had different identities. Wearing sailor uniforms, some had captain's hats. At the front, the tallest one, Russell, was wearing a papal robe and a triple crown.

In the upper left corner of the card, there is a line of small words written in ancient Fusac language: Sequence 0: Tyrant!

After holding the Tyrant card in his hand and turning it twice, Klein threw it back on the table and left above the gray mist.

In Constant City, Jianhai County, Renekton opened his eyes in the easy chair next to the hotel window. He turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was only three-thirty now.

Today's Tarot session ended faster than usual. Also, as the sequence improved, everyone's needs were obviously reduced, so the focus of the Tarot session has unconsciously shifted to the final communication and sharing session.

While sighing in his heart, Renekton placed his left hand under the sunlight shining through the window. The nail of his thumb lightly scratched the pad of his middle finger, leaving a small wound.

Dots of light blue brilliance were wrapped in pieces of stardust and overflowed from the wound. The surrounding sunlight instantly became dim. In the hotel room, on the street outside, and on the pedestrians passing by, everything around them showed abnormal distortions. It's like the picture being pulled on an old TV when the signal is bad.

In less than two seconds, everything around him returned to normal again, the sun was still shining brightly, and the pedestrians passing by on the street continued to walk and talk as if nothing had happened.