Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 109 If you can crawl out of the coffin, it must be too shallow.

"Why did you come!"

Leonard saw Renekton appearing next to him, his voice filled with anger and remorse.

"Feel sorry!"

Renekton originally wanted to say that your goddess and the priest would not allow it, but the words turned into a shallow apology.

"It's all my fault. If only I could have been stronger and discovered the problem earlier."

Leonard fell into deep self-blame. He clenched his fists and hammered the floor hard.

Renekton wanted to stop the other party and tell him that this matter had nothing to do with anyone present and that the development of the matter would not be deflected by human will.

"I finally understand how those police officers on TV who are always late are feeling."

Renekton laughed at himself in his mind.

Ta da~
  There were sounds of running around, it was the Punishers and Mechanical Hearts who had just arrived.

"These are the police who are really late."

Renekton said softly, and then his figure quickly faded and disappeared.

After leaving the Blackthorn Security Company, Renekton's figure flickered and appeared near the church in the dark night.

"Sure enough! As a favored one of the God of Knowledge, it is very inconvenient to move. It is simply a negative effect that brings hatred!"

"I must have appeared in the 0-08 script now. It's really troublesome! Who is it that keeps affecting my judgment and concentration?"

Renekton whispered to himself. He obviously deliberately avoided the 0-08 script, but turned around and was arranged by someone else.

"If I had known earlier, I would have thought of ways to steal that drop of divine blood from the Eternal Blazing Sun later."

Renekton sighed helplessly, any impulse comes at a price.

Based on the current situation, Renekton feels that the most reasonable guess is:
  When he cooperated with Pales in Morse Church to steal the drop of divine blood, he was noticed by the goddess. In order to prevent a sudden appearance of God's favored person from affecting the subsequent development, he quietly gave the other party a little influence.

"I really wonder if some bad luck has been imposed on me. The development of things is particularly unsatisfactory, and it is even possible that I am now in the sight of Brother Amon." Gu Zi sighed.

Renekton walked towards the Church of Night ahead. After stealing someone else's things and being discovered, I could only hope that the goddess would not care too much about herself for the sake of the God of Knowledge.

This place is not too far from the Blackthorn Security Company. The noise of the fighting there just now was not small, and the crowd here also noticed the noise just now.

The people around seemed a little panicked. Some people chose to pray in the nearby church, and some chose to stay away.

Renekton followed the panicked crowd into the church. As soon as he stepped into the church, he felt that his heart became much calmer.

"There are extraordinary people calming the crowd's emotions!" Renekton made a guess in his mind.

Following the actions of the people around him, Renekton prayed in front of the Holy Emblem of the Night, and then left a 5-pound 13-soul note in the offering box in front.

It wasn't that Renekton didn't want to give more, but he only had this amount of cash with him.

The value of that drop of Eternal Fierce Sun Blood is far beyond that of a few gold pounds, but since I didn't bring that much money, I could only put all the cash I had in the donation box.

The previous act of stealing the Holy Emblem of the Mutated Sun was equivalent to destroying a sealed artifact of the Church of the Night.

Even though the mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun can maintain its magical effect for a certain period of time after the drop of divine blood is removed from it, it will slowly dissipate over time and eventually turn into an ordinary Holy Emblem of the Sun.

After leaving his own offering in the offering box, Renekton hesitated briefly and left the night church.

The moment he walked out of the church, whether it was his imagination or not, Renekton felt that his whole body became lighter, as if the burden on him was gone.

In a room somewhere outside Tingen, a slightly pale hand picked up a classical quill pen and wrote a line of words in an ordinary notebook:

"This ends Tingen's story."

As the papers were flipped, the notebook snapped shut, leaving only the brown cover.

"One story has ended and another is about to begin."

Walking on the streets of Tingen, Renekton was suddenly touched by inspiration, and he spoke something like a prophecy with enlightenment.

After saying this, Renekton came back to his senses. I know that I have just passively entered the prophecy state.

"I feel like if this continues, my Reader Sequence Four Prophet potion won't require any rituals, and it can even melt in your mouth!"

Renekton said to himself in a helpless tone.

Wandering aimlessly on the streets of Tingen, Renekton wanted to wait here until Klein was resurrected, get in touch with him, and then return to Backlund.

"The matter has come to an end, and I hope it won't happen again that I forget what I want to do."

I sighed helplessly in my heart.

They had not yet officially come into contact with the Beyonders in the Audience Path, and Renekton had already begun to hate them.

Renekton, who was wandering on the street, bumped into Leonard quite unexpectedly. The other person's face was ugly, and he seemed to be mentally building himself up as he walked on the street.

"Why are you here?"

Leonard also saw Renekton coming towards him.

"Just passing by." Renekton replied.

"You have tried your best. It is right to be sad, but there is no need to blame yourself."

Seeing that the other party's face was still ugly, Renekton offered some explanation. “No need to blame yourself? How is that possible?”

Leonard's voice was a little deep.

"Maybe, in the Deep Dark Heaven, they have found peace and relief, or maybe, the miracle of resurrection from the dead will happen."

Seeing that the other party's will was still very low, Renekton gave the other party a slight reminder.

"Relief. Miracle? Perhaps only by killing him, the captain, them, and myself can we find relief!"

Leonard's will has recovered a lot. But the direction of comfort from Renekton was different, so he had to say a blessing:
  "I wish you good luck. Although it is difficult, it is not hopeless."

"Really?"

Leonard's eyes lit up.

"Really! Just think of it as a prophecy of mine."

Renekton nodded slightly and answered in the affirmative.

Passing by Leonard on the wrong side, the two went in different directions.

Renekton remained in Tingen for several days until the funeral.

When night fell, Renekton came to Raphael Cemetery with two bouquets of white flowers.

After placing a bouquet of white flowers in front of the graves of Dunn and Klein, they quietly walked aside and waited.

Before Renekton could wait for Klein to crawl out of the grave, he first saw Mr. Azik, who had a bronze complexion, aged eyes, soft features, and a small black mole under his right ear. He was holding a bouquet of white flowers in front of his face. Come to express condolences.

The two sides looked at each other, and then looked away silently. Renekton continued to stay in front of a tombstone. Mr. Azik walked to Klein's tombstone and stood there for a long time. Finally, he bent down and put down the bouquet of flowers, turned around and left the cemetery.

Renekton looked down at the tombstone in front of him. He was glad that someone had visited the tombstone during the day and there were some flowers on it, otherwise Renekton's behavior would have been very suspicious.

After Mr. Azik left, Renekton walked to Klein's grave.

Beams of starlight fell and formed a high-backed chair beside Renekton. Renekton naturally sat on the high-backed chair made of starlight, quietly staring at Klein's tombstone.

The Secret Eye looked through the soil and wooden coffin and saw Klein lying inside. The wound on his left chest is slowly healing!
  Suddenly, the stone slab sealing the tomb was pushed, and a slightly pale hand stretched out from the soil.

Renekton raised his eyebrows:

"You can still crawl out of the coffin, but it is indeed too shallow!"

Then he stretched out his hand to grab the void in front of him, and pulled out a few pieces of light yellow white paper with gold-rimmed sun patterns from the spirit world.

Then he took out a handful of powder material from his pocket and sprinkled it evenly on the white paper.

A vivid picture of a living corpse crawling out of a tomb appeared on the paper.

Looking at the watercolor painting in his hand, Renekton nodded with satisfaction, then sprinkled the powder material on another piece of white paper and drew a watercolor painting of a cartoon black cat version.

Whoa!
  The stone slab was pushed away, the coffin lid was also pushed open, and Klein, who was resurrected from the dead, sat up in his tomb.

Klein looked around in confusion, and then saw Renekton, who was sitting on a high-backed chair filled with stars, holding several pieces of light yellow white paper in his hand and looking at it with a smile.

A sense of familiarity came over him, and Klein's previous memories of his death came back to his mind.

A hand holding the urn of St. Selena, a slightly pale hand that passed through his left chest, and the figure that emerged when he finally lost consciousness.

"You! You're the one behind the scenes!"

Klein's voice was filled with panic. Before he could figure out how he came back to life, someone was guarding his body!

"Well, although I arrived a little late, I won't become the mastermind behind it!"

Renekton sighed with a black line on his head.

The answer from the person opposite made Klein feel relieved a little, as long as he wasn't squatted, but he was still wary of this person who suddenly appeared.

"who are you?"

Klein asked cautiously.

"It's considered an investor sent by the Hidden Sage. Well, it's an investment in you."

Renekton thought for a moment and said.

"Aren't you curious how you survived?"

Renekton asked first without waiting for the other party to continue asking questions.

After hearing this, Klein reflexively lowered his head, unbuttoned his clothes, and looked at the wound on his left chest. The wound that should have been hideous and terrifying is slowly healing. Although it is a little slow, most of the wound has healed.

The chilly night wind blew by, and Klein shuddered and came back to his senses.

Looking at Renekton sitting in front of him on a high-backed chair surrounded by stars, and thinking of Old Neil's previous attempt to obtain knowledge from the Hidden Sage and resurrect his wife, Klein said with confusion and a wry smile:

"My resurrection is related to the Hidden Sage?"

"No, the Hidden Sage just saw something special about you, so he decided to invest in you."

"You have looked at the remaining marks of the Hidden Sage before. When you saw him, he also saw you."

(End of this chapter)