Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 155 Two in One
  When he woke up the next morning, Renekton rubbed his head and whispered:
  "Is this Sasril? The trace of destiny that Mr. Huang glimpsed points to him?"

Getting up from the bed, Renekton prepared to take a look at the mass of flesh and blood sealed in transparent amber that contained a small part of the true Creator's will and divinity.

The cup of coffee by the window was empty of transparent amber, and Renekton was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the closed window again, took out a gold pound from his pocket, threw it into the air, and performed a simple divination.

After getting the answer that the mass of flesh and blood was still in the room, Renekton's eyes were covered with a hazy purple light and he scanned the bedroom twice.

"Not there?" He frowned slightly, and Renekton looked at himself with some uncertainty.

A group of dark red and almost black spiritual light flickered on the forearm of his left hand.

The purple halo in his eyes faded, and Renekton brushed the sleeve of his left hand up his arm.

There is a dark red hanging figure pattern on the exposed forearm, which seems to be integrated with the surrounding flesh and blood. If he did not rely on the sight of the Secret Eye, Renekton himself would not be able to detect the abnormality.

Renekton's brows twitched and he muttered in a low voice:
  "It's really my fault. It's a bit inconvenient, whether it's going to the library or above the gray fog."

Renekton was ready to test whether the other party would react if his spiritual body left.

Putting down his sleeves, Renekton closed his eyes and meditated, sketching the pattern in his mind.

The spirituality on his body is like the ripples of water, and a incomplete ring composed of gears and chains emerges behind him.

Renekton's consciousness immediately came to the library in the spiritual world through the inherent connection.

Mr. Huang is still sitting in the armchair in front of the library, with steaming black tea on the desk on one side and an uncovered book in his hand.

Renekton walked up quickly:
  "Good morning, Mr. Huang~"

He originally wanted to stretch out his left hand and show the pattern on it to Mr. Huang, but after opening his sleeve, Renekton discovered that the crimson hanging figure pattern was missing.

"He can't get through it, and he won't come over."

Mr. Huang said in a calm tone, with undisguised surprise in his eyes.

"Have you made a deal with Him? I can see that there is something more in you. This is the contract between you and Him."

Renekton nodded slightly, recounted the deal between himself and the vague figure who called himself Sasriel, and finally asked:
  "Is He really Sasril?"

Mr. Huang was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking and recalling. After a while, he slowly spoke:
  "Part of the authority and characteristics of the real body come from Sasriel. If He peels off part of it and shapes it into a new incarnation, it can indeed be regarded as Sasriel."

"As for whether he is still the dark angel he once was, I can't be sure."

Renekton glanced at Mr. Huang, who had a sigh in his expression, and suppressed his speculation about the other person's identity.

"You are going to complete the deal with Him and come here. I will give you a copy of the characteristics of the prophet and make certain adjustments so that you can directly use some of its abilities."

"Huh?" Renekton was a little confused. He couldn't figure out the reason why Mr. Huang was willing to help.

Mr. Huang said with a smile:

"If the real state can be improved, the storm and the sun will be able to cooperate under pressure. At the same time, I am also curious about what choice Adam, who has always been hostile to the real, will make."

"As for the ancient sun god, even the omniscient person doesn't see it very clearly."

"Okay." Renekton answered quickly, without staying in the library longer, and his mental body returned to his body in the bedroom.

Renekton glanced at the pattern on his left forearm. There was no change. The vague figure who called himself Sasriel seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Walking to the restaurant downstairs, while eating the breakfast prepared by Bugs Bunny, he recalled the words of Mr. Huang and the vague figure who called himself Saslier.

"Is Mr. Huang most likely a vest of the God of Knowledge, who split the Dragon of Utopia into a clone from God's past?"

Renekton murmured softly. He felt that Mr. Huang had some doubts about the identity of Amon's brother. Should I say that he was worthy of being an omniscient person?

Then he tried to inject some spirituality into his left forearm and probed into his own mind to check, but to no avail. It was as if the vague figure in the dream last night had never existed.

After breakfast, Renekton was about to go out to buy auxiliary materials for the psychic potion when he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Mr. Huang if he could tell Isengard Stanton about the formula for the loremaster's potion. .

I had no choice but to return to the room, summon my book messenger, and ask it to help me ask about this matter.

Then he went out again, preparing to buy auxiliary materials for psychics.

"Fortunately, I have enough material reserves. I only lack some ordinary materials. Otherwise, I would have to ask Klein to purchase them on my behalf."

It didn't take long for Renekton to gather the materials needed for the psychic potion.

After returning home, Renekton began to mix the potion for the crow.

Put the materials into the glass bottle one by one, and after pouring 100 ml of pure water, the materials in the glass bottle quickly melt into a dark green mass and blend into the water.

After shaking the glass bottle a little, Renekton put the characteristics of the psychic into it. The potion in the glass bottle began to bubble one after another. The bubbles soon burst, leaving behind skeleton-like figures. Mysterious symbols.

He picked up a gold coin and threw it out, and did a simple divination. After getting a positive answer, Renekton handed the potion to the crow Anu who was watching the scene.

Crow Anu couldn't wait to put his beak into the mouth of the glass bottle. Renekton tilted the glass bottle and poured the potion into Crow Anu's mouth.

Soon, Anu drank all the potion, and then the whole crow fell straight on the table like a drunken man.

Renekton frowned slightly. The crow's reaction was different every time he drank the potion.

The faint purple in his eyes flashed away, and the changes in Anu's body were clearly visible in Renekton's eyes.

"The potion is transforming its spiritual body." Renekton's gaze continued to extend, and he seemed to see some mystical connection between the crow and the underworld.

"Is it a prerequisite for the gatekeeper's ability?"

With a relaxed whisper, Renekton took a few steps back and sat on a chair to the side, waiting for Anu the crow's promotion to end.

Touched by his inspiration, Renekton raised his hand with some doubts and caught a piece of light yellow paper that fell from the spirit world:

I found the recipe for the psychic potion you asked for, and I'll give it to you for free this time as a reward for the information you told me about the original moon.

Remember to write to me about the changes in your crow after its promotion and what it saw when it was promoted.

A letter with no beginning or end. Renekton was speechless for a moment. He had forgotten that he had written to Thea to seek the psychic formula.

"Fortunately, Thea didn't ask me for money, otherwise I would have spent money to buy a potion recipe that I already have."

With a sigh, Renekton turned over the paper in his hand. There was a text on the back:
  "Mr. Huang said that you can tell the detective the erudite's potion formula."

Raising his hand to send the letter paper back to the spirit world, Renekton sighed: "I actually wrote the message directly on the back of the letter paper. I even learned to be lazy with this book!"

The crow Anu had already stood up on the table, but it was still a little wobbly. Its feathers were stained with red spots like oil stains, but they were slowly fading away.

Crow Anu shook his head up and down and said:

"Boss, I saw that big bird again. Its tail feathers are so long and red, so beautiful. I think I can look like that too!"

"Is this your intuition? What else did you see?"

Renekton immediately walked over and asked loudly. At the same time, a faint purple light appeared in his eyes again, and he looked Anu up and down to check the changes on his body.

Anu looked thoughtful and said:

"I seemed to have seen the underworld. I don't know if it's true, but when I saw that place, my head thought it was the underworld."

"I also learned the ability to open doors and walk directly through walls. This is not an ability that comes with the potion. It is an ability that I learned after seeing the giant red bird."

Hearing this, Renekton frowned slightly. The ancestor of the phoenix, Gregari, had control over some of the gates.

He had some doubts that this was the influence of the crow's bloodline returning to its ancestors, but he didn't see any disharmonious factors in the crow, and it had never taken the apprentice path's magic potion.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked:
  "Did you directly master the ability to open doors? Or did you acquire the corresponding knowledge?"

The crow shook his head and said, "Not only knowledge, but also a lot of experience in using this ability." From the words of the crow Anu, Renekton roughly understood that what it gained was the extraordinary knowledge and experience in using the ability to open the door. Instead of directly obtaining the corresponding part of the characteristics.

After confirming again that there was nothing abnormal about Crow Anu, Renekton went to the study room on the second floor, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to Pluck Eggers, describing in detail what happened to Crow Anu when he was promoted. Including the fact that it gained extraordinary knowledge of the doorway.

After taking out the materials and arranging the ceremony, Renekton stepped back and recited Plak's messenger summoning spell:
  "A spirit that travels in the upper world, an absolutely friendly creature, and the contractual partner of Pluck Eggers."

As the mantra was recited, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the candlelight glowed green and swayed in the windless room.

Renekton stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the opposite wall.

Pieces of flaming bone fragments poured out from the wall and gathered together haphazardly on the floor in front of Renekton, forming a tall human figure with cracks and holes everywhere, and green flames emerged from it. It sprang out of every crack in its body.

Renekton handed the letter written in his hand to the other party. He was relieved when he saw that the flames on the other party did not burn the letter.

The tall humanoid body with green flames burst into pieces once again, breaking into pieces of bone, pouring into the spiritual world like flowing spring water.

Looking at the direction in which Plak's messenger left, Renekton whispered to himself:
  "This messenger doesn't look like a normal undead, and it's not weak. It has a strength between Sequence 4 and Sequence 5."

After clearing away the materials for the ceremony, Renekton returned to the desk, tore a page from the notebook, and then wrote down the Erudite's potion recipe.

Take the written formula and step into the spirit world.

In the Hillston District, Renekton's figure was almost outlined in front of a slightly old building.

Renekton took a look at the house, which was not very bright and seemed a bit gloomy. He took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the creaking of the door, an assistant wearing a long trench coat and glasses with a somewhat youthful face opened the door. The assistant looked at Renekton in a subtle way, and then said:

"Hello, this is the residence of Detective Isengard Stanton. What can I do for you?"

Renekton handed the folded paper in his hand to his assistant and said:
  "This is for Detective Stanton. It contains the information he needs. Please pass it on to him."

After saying that, after putting the paper in his hand into his assistant's hand, Renekton turned around and left.

The paper with the Erudite's potion written on it had traces of psychological suggestion, and Detective Stanton's assistant would not take the initiative to open it and read the contents.

After delivering the Loremaster's potion formula to Detective Stanton, Renekton turned to the Harvest Church in the South District of the Bridge, where he planned to see how Bugs Bunny was doing there.

Not long after Renekton left Isengard Stanton's residence, the great detective came back in a carriage.

The assistant handed the paper that Renekton sent to Isengard Stanton:
  "Sir, a strange young man just brought a piece of paper over and said it was for you."

Essinger Stanton took the folded paper handed over by his assistant. It was obvious that the paper had been torn from the notebook at random.

Essinger's serious face showed a look of expectation, and he immediately opened the folded paper. As expected, what was written inside was the erudite's potion formula.

In the Southern District of the Bridge, Renekton's figure was quickly outlined in the Harvest Church on Rose Street.

Before he had time to greet Father Utravsky who was sitting in front of the Holy Emblem of Life, his attention was attracted by Bugs Bunny and Emlyn who were arguing on the side.

Renekton glanced at the pot of tomatoes that were as red as blood among them, and frowned slightly. He saw blood in those tomatoes.

"Is there blood in these tomatoes?" Renekton came closer and looked at the rabbit and the vampire with strange eyes.

Emlyn nodded without raising his head:

"Take care of this rabbit. It actually wants to breed tomatoes that can produce its own blood. It says that this way we vampires don't have to suck the blood of others."

"Doesn't it know that we vampires don't just open our mouths and bite people? This kind of rude way of eating is only chosen by humans like you who took magic potions to advance!"

Renekton was speechless for a moment, lifted Bugs Bunny up from the ground, looked at him expressionlessly and said:
  "Didn't I say that before you modify plants, you need to write an application and get my consent?"

Bugs Bunny twisted his body twice, jumped off Renekton's hand, moved back two steps, distanced himself a little, and then said:
  "This is not home! And the priest said that only by letting others feel the joy of the harvest can I become a qualified harvest priest."

"The joy of the harvest?" Renekton glanced at Emlyn, who looked not happy at all.

Perhaps, this rabbit can only stay at sequence seven.

Renekton felt that he should never let this rabbit come into contact with Frank in the future, otherwise he would be in trouble if he really turned into Frank Rabbit.

Father Utravsky, who was sitting in front of the Holy Emblem of Life and praying, opened his eyes, looked at the pot of bright red tomatoes, and reminded Renekton:
  “The ideas are interesting but sometimes too dangerous, and the execution is strong.”

"I understand, I will keep an eye on it." Renekton nodded in response to the priest.

Then he turned his head and looked at Bugs Bunny. He knew without asking that he secretly cultivated this outrageous tomato.

Random hybridization of animal and plant characteristics is taboo in the Church of the Earth, and Frank was expelled from the Church of the Earth for doing so.

Renekton pulled Bugs Bunny aside, who was getting closer and closer to Frank, and gave him a good beating until he drooped his head and admitted his mistake.

In order to prevent the rabbit from coming up with any outrageous experiments and angering Father Utravsky, a man favored by God, Renekton decided to take it back.

As for the performance of the Harvest Priest, we’ll leave it to you later. It’s still winter anyway, and it’s not suitable for growing plants or growing food.

After leading Bugs Bunny to Father Utravsky, Renekton found a chair and sat down:

"Father, I plan to take this rabbit back."

"No problem." Father Utravsky nodded slightly, without asking the reason or trying to stay.

Renekton stretched out his right hand, and a ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm. Renekton gently tossed the star sand in his hand.

Rays of light fell in mid-air, covering the pot of bright red tomatoes cultivated by Bugs Bunny, and then were dissolved by the starlight, collapsing and dissipating.

Emlyn, who was not far from the pot of bright red tomatoes, immediately stepped back several meters away. Emlyn looked warily at the place where the pot of tomatoes collapsed and dissipated, and then looked at Renekton who had withdrawn his hand.

"You" Emlyn opened his mouth, but he swallowed back the words. He had never seen this extraordinary ability that could directly cause things to collapse and dissipate. The glow just now gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

Not paying attention to Emlyn's gaze, Renekton asked Father Utravski for information about the master key seized from Emlyn.

"Father, can I buy this magical object from you?"

"No, this is my thing!"

Emlyn was the first to answer.

Renekton glanced at him, then smiled and said:

"You yourself are the priest's trophy, and the master key has been confiscated."

Emlyn's face turned pale and red, and he said angrily: "What you did was robbery!"

"I know a vampire who is as young as you, but he has now become a baron in the Church of the Earth. Do you want to consider this path?"

"I will never betray the faith of my ancestors like that guy!"

Emlyn said angrily, turned and left the Harvest Church.

Looking at Emlyn's back, Renekton looked curiously at Father Utravsky next to him and asked:

"Father, how long have you planted the psychological implications in it?"

"Two months."

Father Utravsky replied in a gentle tone, and at the same time handed Renekton a key with an ordinary form and completely restrained spirituality.

After Renekton took the master key with some confusion, Father Utravski explained:

"I spend most of my time in this church and have no need for this magical object. You can just take it away."

Renekton did not shirk, but left a few ten-pound notes in the offering box when he left Harvest Church.

(End of this chapter)