Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 250 The Fiery Witch

The pain witch Panatia and the old housekeeper Finkel were both wiped away from the hidden town by the goddess of night. Renekton had no choice but to turn his head and look at the hidden angel descended from the goddess next to him.

Taking a deep breath, Renekton asked slightly uneasily:

"Um, do you know the whereabouts of the conqueror's characteristics? The royal family? Or has it been handed over to the Witch Cult?"

He was a little unsure about the attitude of the goddess of the night. He could only hope that the other party would do it so cleanly, and she must already know the whereabouts of the conqueror's characteristics.

The hidden angel in front of him had no movements or words, and his dull expression did not change at all. It seemed that this angel's body did not know these expressions at all, and was just an empty shell.

After a slight delay, He made a subtle nod action, and then disappeared the two figures from the real world again.

In a secret manor on the outskirts of the Western District.

Renekton followed the Hidden Angel and left the Hidden World. The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and something in this area seemed to be changing silently.

He shook his shoulders slightly. At that moment, a chill arose in his heart for no reason, as if he was surrounded by misfortune and fear.

The next moment, a bright red figure appeared in a glass mirror hanging on the wall.

She wears an exaggerated and complicated red dress, but always exposes her snow-white skin in just the right places, outlining her graceful figure. Her fiery red hair is casually scattered behind her, and her facial features are excellent, giving her a heroic feeling.

She wore a necklace made of gemstones of different colors around her neck, and held a strange crown covered in rust and blood and sealed in transparent crystal in her hands.

She looked slightly dazed and fell out of the mirror world.

She came back to her senses the next moment, raised her eyes in shock, and her eyes fell firmly on the hidden angel in front of Renekton.

With almost no hesitation, she took a step back, trying to re-enter the mirror world. But she failed!
  She turned her head in shock. The mirror behind her disappeared silently at some point, and the surrounding environment was also terrifyingly silent.

Renekton frowned and looked at the witch with the conqueror's characteristics. He always felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

While thinking, he glanced at the front of him. It was empty, right? What about the Hidden Angel?
  He controlled his expression and looked at the empty place in front of him on his left hand side, as if no one had ever stopped.

Is the descent of God reaching its limit? Or maybe he felt that this was enough. After pondering for a while, Renekton focused his attention on the witch opposite again.

The other party had a sullen face and seemed to have no expression at all.

Quietly, Renekton entered a state of absolute rationality and spoke in a low voice:

"Don't try. This is a hidden world. It's not connected to the mirror world. You can't get out."

"In the hidden world, was that angel from the Church of Darkness just now? He seems to have left you here, what? Have you ever offended Him?"

After just a moment of pondering, the witch quickly adjusted her expression, using words to test while spreading occult viruses and bacteria in this hidden world.

Renekton lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly. The next moment he raised his head again, a light blue fluorescence reflected in his eyes.

"Light!" He whispered a word in dragon language.

The next moment, pure and clear light burst out around him, illuminating every corner around him, even extremely small viruses and bacteria were no exception.

The surroundings seemed to have entered a country without darkness, and the viruses and bacteria in the air began to be quickly restricted and purified.

"Children are quite cautious!"

The red-haired witch sighed, but did not stop Renekton's movements. She was still wary of the angel who suddenly pulled her into the hidden world and then disappeared suddenly.

"Your red hair, as bright as fire, is a bit dazzling. Did you jump from the hunter path to the witch path?"

"Is it because the team for the Iron-Blooded Knight promotion ceremony is too difficult to lead, so I chose the witch?"

Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already remembered why the other person looked familiar. She looked a bit like Thea. He even doubted whether they were blood relatives.

The expression on the face of the witch in front of her froze slightly, then slowed down and said

"There's a sequence in the Hunter pathway called Provocateur, and I think it's a good fit for you."

"Thank you for the compliment. Is your surname Sauron or Einhorn?"

Renekton looked very polite and said with a smile on his face.

The expression on the red-haired witch's face froze again. She reached out and brushed her chin, inadvertently touching the necklace made of gems of different colors around her neck. She seemed to be thinking about whether to kill the guy in front of her who repeatedly provoked her.

Immediately, she no longer concealed her malice, her voice was still charming, but full of killing intent:

"Although I don't know what the secret angel means, it's not particularly difficult for me to kill you here."

The hunter-promoted witch seems to be more attractive, especially to men. She knows your body even better than you do yourself. What am I thinking, calm down and be sensible.
  "A big shot wants the conqueror's characteristics in your hand. He entrusted me to get them. I think you won't mind, right?"

Relying on the reader's rationality, Renekton regained his thoughts and spoke in a calm voice.

"Big shot? Why don't you let Him get it himself?"

Although the witch in front of her was confused about how Renekton knew the characteristics of the conqueror, this did not prevent her from refusing.

Renekton closed his eyes slightly, raised the corner of his mouth with a happy arc and said:
  "He said, there is no problem!" The secret angel did not leave. The witch's pupils shrank slightly, and layers of blazing black-red flames suddenly shot up around her. Her red hair was fluttering, and the fire around her Reflect each other.

The surrounding occult viruses and bacteria surged again, directly breaking through the suppression of the Darkless Realm.

A shadow covered with dark viscous liquid suddenly rose from the ground. He unfolded the layers of dark wings behind him, and darkness and corruption quickly spread.

There is a dark, sticky "ocean" faintly floating around, full of the aura of depravity.

"Angel! Are you a member of the Aurora Society, a favored one of the True Creator?"

"The Witch Sect and the Aurora Society are still cooperating, are you going to take action against your allies now?"

The red-haired witch's voice was filled with shock and surprise. How did a beloved of the true Creator sneak into the Church of the Night? And how did he know the information about the conqueror's characteristics?
  "Allies? We are not allies."

"Moreover, isn't the so-called cooperation in your mouth just to allow us, the Aurora Society, to confuse your vision and cover up the things you have done?"

"Hand over your conqueror characteristics. I didn't even ask for your immortal witch characteristics. It's already a great honor to Chike."

Renekton imitated Mr. A's extremely crazy tone and expression, constantly oppressing the opponent's psychological defense.

Coupled with the projection of Sasril, who has the personality and aura of an angel, the face of the red-haired witch opposite is constantly changing, becoming more and more ugly.

"Oh, do you think I will believe what you say? A saint-level characteristic is right in front of you. Will you refuse?"

"Since you have broken the covenant"

The next moment, her body was torn to pieces by an invisible force. This room, this manor, and this corner of the hidden world were all torn apart.
  The hidden effect was destroyed, and this hidden world suddenly disappeared.

In the real world, in the intact manor, there are mirror fragments on the floor in front of Renekton, as well as a strange crown covered with rust and blood.

"An angel who knows he is on the Hanged Man Path still dares to talk nonsense. This witch must have become a witch because she could no longer survive on the Hunter Path."

Renekton whispered, the projection of Sasriel just now was prepared before he fell asleep.

Then he took two steps forward, picked up the characteristics of the conqueror, and then stepped into the spiritual world and left the manor.

In the West District, in a luxuriously decorated bedroom, the surface of a full-length mirror suddenly became dark, with blurred and illusory light and shadow emerging from it, like layers of mirror fragments.

They rotate and gather in the room, eventually splicing together a graceful female figure.

After a burst of light and shadow, the torn red-haired witch reappeared. Her face was a little pale, and her right hand brushed the gem necklace around her neck. After a layer of shimmer that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, her condition quickly improved. .

She looked out the window. Most of the thick fog had been blown away by the previous strong wind, and the rare sunshine appeared outside.

"Why do Aurora have angels in Backlund, and how do they know about our deal with the Loen royal family."

"I have lost the characteristics of the conqueror, and there is no way I can explain it to the sect."

Queens, inside Red Rose Manor.

Prince Edsac sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a revolver in his hand and pressing it against his temple. There was a bullet in it that could annihilate the spirit body.

He turned back and looked nostalgically at the golf course outside and the horses walking, etching the scene of this manor in his mind.

boom!
  He pulled the trigger.

In the South District of Bridge, in an empty room.

Forsi took Xio with him and arranged the prepared materials into a ceremony according to the instructions in Renekton's letter.

Then she took two steps back, closed her eyes and meditated, sketching an image of a ring full of gears and chains in her mind.

The spirituality on his body rippled like water waves, and a incomplete ring composed of gears and chains emerged behind him.

She spread her spirituality to the brass-colored ring behind her, and her consciousness seemed to have a wonderful connection with somewhere deep in the spiritual world.

Then she began to chant in a low voice in ancient Hermes:

"The dependent of knowledge and wisdom, the ancient guardian, the eyes that see the world, the wise man sitting in the sky, the guardian of reason and knowledge."

"I pray to you;"

"Pray for the arrival of the noble one who can heal sickness and pain."

The candle flames swayed fiercely, and the spiritual energy turned into little fluorescent lights that began to gather and merge with the information coming from the depths of the spiritual world.

As the light shone, a unicorn with a white body, a crystal-like spiral horn on its head, and wings made of tiny chips appeared on its back.

It cried, then like a ghost, walked through the wall and rushed out of the room.

Sprinkle layers of warm, purifying, healing light in the air to treat those around you who are infected with the virus but have not yet died.

(End of this chapter)