Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton did not directly answer Klein's words, but instead said:

"If you want to become a 'Servant of Secrets', the Sequence One characteristic of Zaratul is the safest."

Klein was stunned for a moment and said with some hesitation: "Are other extraordinary characteristics unsafe?"

"At least he is not crazy. After all, it is a characteristic that has been tolerated repeatedly. The spiritual imprint in it has become mottled. If you tolerate it, the impact on yourself will be much smaller."

Renekton chuckled and responded. After a pause, he continued:

"I have analyzed a lot of occult knowledge from Antigonus. It will take some time to digest. If you encounter anything, please don't come to me."

As the words fell, the crimson light rising in the ancient palace quickly shrank, and the crimson star representing Renekton no longer flickered.

Klein looked at the dark red star that fell silent and said to himself:

"He was able to sever ties unilaterally, and he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the area."

"I always have some bad premonitions. Will something bad happen to me recently? Tell me not to look for him. I can solve it myself, or will there be some additional development?"

After a moment of silence, Klein brought the Fool card placed on the long bronze table to his eyes, poured his spirituality into it, and revealed the content inside:

“Sequence Three: Ancient Scholars;

Main materials: A pair of eyes from the Dog of Fulgrim, and a flocculated heart from the Demon Wolf of the Mist.

Auxiliary materials: 100 ml of the blood of Fulgrim's Dog + 30 grams of white frost crystals from the Demon Wolf of the Mist + a large number of real ancient historical records.

Ritual: Completely withdraw from reality for at least three hundred years, take the magic potion after you have become history and no longer belong to the current era. "

The description of the "ancient scholar" promotion ceremony made Klein subconsciously frown. Isn't this too much of a coincidence? No, in the world of mysticism, there are no absolute coincidences. Therefore, this is the "Origin Castle" who once The owner had arranged it from the beginning, his own backup plan for resurrection?

As his thoughts floated around, Klein suddenly felt that the reason why he was promoted so quickly was not entirely due to his various experiences, but also because of his destiny.

Just like Angelweed was able to leave murals in the "City of Miracles" Livihidri and let the story unfold thousands of years later, the former owner of "Origin Castle" may have similar means to control destiny. means.

However, there should be some problems with the arrangement left by the former owner of "Origin Castle". Neither the goddess nor Roselle chose these three paths including "Soothsayer". If it wasn't for that page of Roselle, Diary, I might choose the diary where the goddess is. That diary page happened to appear at that time. Is it a coincidence of fate, the arrangement of the goddess, or something else?

The thoughts in his mind kept floating, and finally turned into a long sigh. Klein quickly gathered his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the Fool card in his hand again:

"Three hundred years ago, I didn't know how many years I was hung on this gray mist. This ritual is not difficult for me at all. As long as I digest the magic medicine of the 'Cunning Mage' on my body, I can continue to advance at any time. "

After muttering a few words to himself, he looked down:

"Sequence Two: Miracle Master

Sequence One: Secret Waiter

Sequence 0: The Fool, ritual requirement: Fool time, history or fate once. "

"It's a bit abstract. How does it count as fooling time, history or fate? Does stealing other people's fate like Amon count?"

"It shouldn't count, at least ordinary 'stealing' doesn't count. To reach the point of fooling fate, the person who is stolen must at least be an angel of sequence one, or even the fate of a person with the status of the King of Angels, and use it to fool Only those who have defrauded many people can do it.”

Deep in the spirit world, Renekton, who was roaming rapidly in the form of information, suddenly caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure.

After hesitating for a moment, he separated part of the information from the information torrent and threw it into the real world corresponding to the spiritual world, the Alto Honakis Province of Intis.

In a small town close to the Honakis Mountains and Jianhai, Medici, wearing a long dark red windbreaker that looked like blood was splashed on it, with flamboyant red hair, looked leisurely at the shadows ahead, with a pleasant curve at the corner of his mouth. .

In the shadow where he looked, a light that was difficult to observe with the naked eye hung down from the spiritual world, using complex and pure knowledge to reconstruct a somewhat illusory body of Renekton.

"Hey~" Medici sneered. There was a scar on both sides of his cheeks from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. There were illusory fangs and scarlet tongues growing out of them, like two lips torn out from the inside of the body. , repeating Medici’s words very uniformly:

"Interesting, you 'sages' can also create clones by dividing your own information?"

"But are you too careful? This is just a border town in Intis, not a place like Trier. The steam will not cast its gaze for no reason."

Renekton used the information separated from himself to separate the clones and looked at Medici expressionlessly, and said without any fluctuation in his tone:

"You are here for no reason."

Medici sneered and did not continue the topic. He turned to look in the direction of the Honakis Mountains and said:

"You probably didn't come here for no reason. Did you go to Antigonus?"

"I noticed just now that there was some unusual aura spreading."

Renekton glanced sideways at Medici and said in a calm tone:

"There is a secret cover of darkness there. As a 'conqueror' who is neither omniscient nor omnipotent, what unusual atmosphere can you notice?"

Medici chuckled, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a pleasant tone:

"I do not know everything, but your answer and attitude make me sure that you did go to the main peak of the Honakis Mountains just now."

"So?" Renekton asked.

Medici took two steps forward, leaned against the gas lamppost, and said in a leisurely manner:

"I suddenly remembered that I left in a hurry last time. You probably still have something to say to me. Why don't you talk to me now?"

"If you are sincere enough, we can't cooperate for a short period of time."

"Oh, the once most powerful 'conspirator' suddenly found that he could not find a reliable ally, and could only turn back and choose the option that he had given up before?"

Renekton sneered and mocked Medici, paused for two seconds, and then continued:

"Somewhere beneath the ground in Trier, there is a 'conqueror' who is out of control."

The lips on Medici’s right cheek said first:

"Trier is a descendant of the Sauron family?"

"Out of control? Haha, Sauron, your descendants are just as useless as you."

The mouth on Medici's left cheek then laughed and mocked.

"Shut up." Medici shouted in a low voice, relying on his own strength to make Sauron and Einhorn temporarily unable to speak, and the two lips on both sides of his cheeks turned into two deep lines again. Deep scars.

Then he looked at Renekton and chuckled:

"I made you laugh. This is probably not what you wanted to tell me last time, right?"

"There's a difference between an ally and a temporary partner, isn't there?"

Renekton responded with a chuckle. As soon as he finished speaking, his somewhat illusory body immediately disintegrated into streams of pure information, flowing towards the location of his true body deep in the spiritual world.

Medici looked at the place where Renekton's figure disappeared, his expression gradually became serious, and there was no emotion in his red eyes, as if he was thinking seriously.

After a moment, the lips formed by the consciousness of the ancestors of the Sauron family reappeared on his right cheek, and he said in a low voice:

"With such an obvious conspiracy, do you really believe him?"

Then Einhorn's consciousness on his left cheek also spoke:

"It's a clumsy plan. He wants us to help him attract the attention of 'Steam' and 'Eternal Blazing Sun', and then take the opportunity to accomplish his goal."

Medici twitched the corners of his lips and said in deep thought:

"At least he didn't lie, didn't he? Besides, no matter what's under the ground in Trier, we must get back the characteristics of the 'conqueror'."

"You worry about gains and losses all day long. I really wonder how you two were promoted to Sequence One in the first place. Did you jump from the 'Witch' path?"

As if he was irritated, Sauron's conscious words became intense:

"Stupid Medici, you have already paid the price for your arrogance once, and you want to be killed in the same trap a second time?"

"If we die again, we won't even have the chance to be evil spirits."

"I've already died once, and yet I'm so easily provoked."

With a sneer, Medici suddenly leaned forward. His body was ignited inch by inch, turning into a red and purple flame, which then condensed into a spear and shot towards the sky.

In the spirit world, streams of intangible information flowed from a distance and submerged into Renekton's body.

He closed his eyes, feeling the extra piece of information in his mind, and quickly completed the interpretation:

"It seems that Sauron and Einhorn's influence on Medici is greater than I imagined. Not only does it require the three consciousnesses to unify before they can act, but even their thinking patterns have changed."

"It is certain that he has the aura of 'City of Disaster' on his body, but it is not very strong, and it is relatively hidden, making it difficult to detect under normal circumstances."

"Perhaps they themselves didn't notice that their thinking patterns and personalities had changed unknowingly."

"Recovering characteristics and authority is an obsession originating from the 'City of Disaster'. They will soon reach unity and go to Trier. At that time, I only need to amplify the influence from the 'City of Disaster' on him, and I can easily Let Trier become chaotic and cause disaster, so that I can easily take away the characteristics of the 'Emperor of Knowledge'."

After thinking for a moment, he converged his thoughts and used the power of "secretness" to erase the information generated by the interaction with the spirit world, and then turned it into streams of pure and complex information, surging away in the distance.