Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Erihog's pale golden eyes in human form turned into vertical pupils, reflecting a deep and dark ocean, allowing the echo of his soul to resound clearly in the ears of everyone around him.

He can now easily control the ocean of collective subconsciousness and thereby dominate the minds of every living being.

This state lasted for less than two seconds, and Erihog easily suppressed his own abnormality and let the spirituality in his body calm down again.

This returning ancient god of the Second Era is one step closer to his former throne and becomes a "fairy tale writer" of Sequence One.

Noticing Klein's puzzled look, Erihog chuckled and said:

"Although Erehog is only a Sequence 2 Ancient Dragon, Angerwede is not. I have already awakened myself, and this characteristic originally belongs to me. Naturally, there is no need for a ritual or to make a potion. I am just taking back the power that originally belonged to me."

"Unfortunately, this is almost my limit. I have no way to get more characteristics back from the 'True Creator'."

So that's how it is. The feather pen is indeed a characteristic of the "audience" path sequence one. I just didn't expect it to originate from the former "Dragon of Imagination". As his thoughts floated, Klein looked at Erihog and said:

"Being able to return from death, you have surpassed other ancient gods. As long as you are alive, there will always be a chance."

Erihog nodded slightly without comment. He bowed to Klein and Renekton and said goodbye before walking into the spiritual world and disappearing from everyone's sight.

After watching Erehog leave, Renekton turned to Leonard and said:

"Amon has left. There should be no clones of him in the entire southern continent. But he should have discovered you. Once he repairs his monocle, he will probably come to find you."

Leonard's face turned pale and he swallowed without saying anything. Pales, who was parasitic in his body, also remained silent. It was unknown whether he didn't want to expose his existence in front of others or he simply didn't want to talk.

Renekton turned his head to look at Klein, whose face was extremely pale and it seemed as if countless buds were wriggling under his skin. He said in a calm tone:

"You didn't digest the potion well enough, so your promotion was a little forced. Eri Hogg's treatment was not perfect. You need to focus on acting for a while, and make up for what you missed in the 'Master of Secret Arts' stage."

Klein pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing an exaggerated but emotionless smile and said:

"Oh, actually I feel pretty good. In this state, I can see my heart more clearly and face my escape and confusion."

"You look like a madman now." Leonard looked at Klein with a complicated expression. After pausing for two seconds, he asked again:

"Why did you have to be promoted at that time? You could have waited for a while, until you digested the potion, until..."

"Killing Ince Zangwill just fulfilled the ritual of the 'Trickster', and I have already completed my revenge, so why can't I take another gamble?"

Klein's voice sounded extremely restrained, yet with a hint of madness.

Renekton patted Leonard on the shoulder, interrupting him and saying:

"Persuasion is useless. At this time, he needs a psychologist more."

After saying that, he turned to look at Anderson, Daley and others beside him and said:

"Uttar Pradesh is in a state of chaos right now. If you want to take a break, you can come with me to the Pas Valley."

After saying this, he looked at Klein and said:

"By the way, you need a psychiatrist."

Klein nodded and chuckled, "No problem. I'm not opposed to treatment."

Anderson looked at Klein for a while, then suddenly complained:

"I always feel that after his mental state became problematic, Gehrman Sparrow has become much more normal."

So, since he got mental illness, his mental state has improved a lot, right? Renekton glanced at Anderson and did not refute his words. He placed his hands on Klein and Anderson's shoulders respectively.

Leonard hesitated for a while, looked at Daly, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.

Daly turned her eyes away from Leonard and said to herself:

"I will hide your whereabouts for the time being. You can find someone to do something to relax. Of course, remember to take safety measures."

"Or, you plan to leave the church. Don't tell me about this. I also need to adjust my state, and I'm not your caring sister."

After she finished speaking, Daly raised her hand to smooth the strands of hair on her forehead, then turned around and walked towards the direction of Port Berens.

"Wait a minute, there needs to be a little sense of ceremony here."

Klein broke free from Renekton's grasp, walked to Ince Zangwill's battered body, and pulled out a stack of tarot cards from his outer pocket and scattered them.

A face-up star card just covered the area where his shattered skull was.

After doing all this, he turned around and walked back to Renekton, chuckling:

"Let's go. I need to find a quiet place, have a good sleep, and then find a qualified psychologist to give me psychological treatment."

Renekton nodded and put his hand on Klein's shoulder again. On the other side, Leonard also put his hand on Klein's shoulder. The figures of the few people quickly became fainter until they disappeared.

In the manor outside Impas, several figures were quickly outlined in the hall.

Renekton raised his hand and grasped in the air. Bits of starlight scattered from between his fingers, outlining an illusory "door".

He easily caught Bugs Bunny from the other side of the "door".

Bugs Bunny, wearing a white shirt, a black vest, a half-high silk hat, and a miniature revolver on his waist, was grunting and kicking his legs in the air.

"Damn you fat cats, put me down now!"

Renekton twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and patted Bugs Bunny's head, put it down and said:

"Help me greet the guests. I have something else to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Renekton's body instantly became ethereal, decomposing into pure and complex streams of information and sinking into the spiritual world.

After finding out that it was not a prank by the two craftsman cats, Bugs Bunny touched his head, turned around awkwardly, took off the half-high silk hat on his head, pressed it to his chest, bowed and said:

"Okay, boss."

Anderson looked at Bugs Bunny and Crane with a strange expression. Was the rabbit imitating Gehrman Sparrow? Or was he imitating in front of Gehrman Sparrow himself? Wasn't he afraid of being killed and roasted by the other party?

Klein looked at the poor imitation of Bugs Bunny and curled his lips, revealing what he thought was a gentle smile.

"Oh, good imitation. I think that compared to 'farmer', perhaps 'fortune teller' seems to be more suitable for you."

"It's a pity that these two paths are not interchangeable."

"Your smile is so creepy, no, it's like a rabbit, with all the bugs crawling under your skin, and crows will peck you if they see you."

As he spoke, Bugs Bunny took two steps back, but then he felt that this was impolite, so he quickly stopped and dug out a glass test tube of light yellow medicine from the small pocket inside his black vest. He handed it to Klein and said,

"This is a sedative medicine that can help you control your emotions and become free of desires for a short period of time. It can calm your state."

"Well should I say thank you?"

Klein grinned, putting on an insincere smile, took the potion from Bugs Bunny, pulled out the stopper, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Klein smacked his lips, savoring the taste of the potion and said, "It tastes a bit bitter."

Bugs Bunny scratched his head and explained in a low voice:

"This is the potion I use on extraordinary animals. Their sense of taste is not exactly the same as humans."

"I take back what I said before. You are more suitable to be a 'hunter' than a 'fortune teller'."

Klein sighed without any fluctuation in his tone. If the process of becoming a puppet was not irreversible, he would have controlled Bugs Bunny to bang his head against the ground.

The potion he drank took effect quickly. Klein shook his head and found a chair to sit on before lying down. He stared blankly ahead. He became unusually calm, without any ripples. The transparent insects crawling under his skin gradually disappeared, and his face regained some color.

Anderson looked at Bugs Bunny in surprise. He didn't expect the potion it gave him to be so effective. He smacked his lips twice and chuckled at Bugs Bunny:

"Mr. Rabbit, can you arrange a room for me? I just went through a battle and I need to rest up."

Bugs Bunny looked Anderson up and down for a while, then he patted the ground with his hand, summoned a translucent figure with only half a head, and said:

"Just follow it. If you have any problems, you can directly call the dead spirits or natural spirits in the manor. They are all trained and qualified servants."

"Your body is healthy. There are some minor pollution residues. Just have a good sleep and have a nightmare."

"Well, if you don't have anything else to do, don't bother me. In this manor, you can move freely as long as you can enter."

After saying that, Bugs Bunny skipped to the back of the hall, so fast that he left an afterimage behind him.

Anderson looked at Bugs Bunny's back and clicked his tongue twice:

"Is this the advantage of animals taking magic potions? This speed is beyond the reach of ordinary 'farmers' and extraordinary people."

Leonard didn't say anything. He turned his head to look at the crystal chandelier above his head and said calmly:

"Please help me move my companion into the room."

After saying this, he looked at the natural spirit attached to the chandelier with some uncertainty. Although the "requiem master" could already see spiritual creatures, he could not communicate with them directly. At least he had to become a "spiritual wizard" to overcome the language barrier.

However, the nature spirit attached to the chandelier seemed to understand his words. Its translucent body emerged from the chandelier. Its upper body looked like a young baby, and its lower body was a sika deer.

After detaching from the chandelier, it directly attached itself to the chair where Klein was sitting, and began to move both the person and the chair.