Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 507 Until death do we part
"I have to work, I can't stop, I will be fired"

The puppet, which was nailed to the ground by several spears with twinkling stars, struggled hard. The expression painted with oil paint gradually became ferocious, and a gurgling black viscous liquid flowed out from the eye sockets of the mask.

Renekton squatted half-crouched, and spoke with a vague spirituality in his voice:

"What happens if you get fired?"

"I can't get fired, I can't."

"I want to stay in the church and cannot leave the Lord who will redeem me."

The puppet nailed to the ground almost screamed, and it began to struggle vigorously.

Click! Click!
The doll struggled violently and tore its body into pieces, and various parts scattered on the floor mixed with dark and sticky grease.

Suicide? What kind of fate is it to beat a worker, even if he hurts himself, he still has to go to work? Klein couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene through the connections he had established in the palace above the gray fog.

Maybe their factory setting is to keep working until they die. Renekton shrugged his shoulders and responded in his mind. At the same time, he stood up and took two steps back.

As he retreated, the parts scattered on the ground disappeared one after another, turning into dried flowers made of colored paper and sawdust.

Among the dried flowers on the other side, a reassembled doll holding a huge scissor stood out. It had green leaves made of paper under its feet, without a single dried flower.

It may not be the gardener here, but it must be the guard here. The so-called topiary, I feel more like killing the intruder.

While Renekton was chatting with Klein through "spiritual communication" in his mind, he turned to face the puppet holding the giant scissors.

The huge bird skull mask on the head of the puppet kept pouring out gurgling jet black liquid, covering up the face painted in oil paint on the skull.

Click!

The huge scissors held in the hands of the puppet opened and closed quickly, making a clicking sound. The sharp blade on the inside of the scissors burst out with a silvery light like mercury, crossing the space and directly attacking where Renekton was standing.

The moment silvery light flashed across Renekton's body, he suddenly became transparent, illusory, and turned into a pile of foam.

The scissors in the puppet's hand opened and closed rapidly, making constant clicking sounds. Silver-white light flashed rapidly in the air, creating a tiny storm of light that shattered the bubbles floating in the air one by one.

A weakened version of "Storm of Light", the scissors in this doll's hands seem to be a bit powerful. They are somewhat special and can explode with attack power close to that of a demigod.

you want? Isn’t it strange that the cold and ruthless crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow uses scissors as a weapon?

Renekton complained in his mind, and his figure disappeared again.

Where he disappeared, two sharp silver-white rays of light met in mid-air, with a sharpness that seemed to tear apart space.

The next moment, Renekton's figure appeared directly behind the giant scissors puppet.

The giant scissors glowing silver drew a semicircle in the hands of the puppet. The speed was extremely fast, dragging a silvery afterimage in the air and passing through the waist of Renekton's body in an instant without causing any harm.

Renekton looked straight at the puppet wielding the scissors in front of him. The dark blue and almost purple light in his eyes continued to flow and outline one mysterious symbol after another. Silks of silvery white light moved between these mysterious symbols, as if coming from his consciousness. Lightning in the depths.

As his eyes flashed, a strong spiritual attack erupted. The action of the puppet holding the scissors paused in waving the scissors in his hand. The head wearing the bird skull mask was tilted back at 90 degrees, and the mask was stained with dark liquid. There was a clicking sound, and many small cracks opened on the surface again.

While the puppet was distracted, Renekton chanted in dragon language: "Frost!"

With him as the center, streams of crystal clear light rise in mid-air. When they touch the real thing, they turn into thick frost, freezing the entire garden inside. The figures, who look up in confusion, are made of colored paper, iron sheets, and wooden blocks. The trees are all covered with ice ridges one after another.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the white breath exhaled from the mouth was clearly visible.

what you up to? Frost shouldn't be able to solve this puppet. Klein's doubts echoed in Renekton's mind through "spiritual communication".

As an experiment, I am a little curious about the capabilities of that pair of scissors.

While communicating with Klein in his mind, Renekton used his hands to create a ball of slowly rotating star sand.

Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars connected with each other and moved slowly, drawing mysterious runes in the mid-air. The misty starlight almost condensed into substance around him, turning into an extremely thick and extremely strong barrier.

At the same time, dim yellow light spots continued to appear in the area covered by frost. In the center of these light spots, the doll wrapped in thick frost turned golden, just like the sunset at dusk, bright but not dazzling. The dim yellow light gradually became stronger, refracted by the frost, like pieces of broken light fragments.

They were densely packed and countless, forming a shimmering and violent sharp hurricane, sweeping towards the surroundings, a terrifying blow full of destruction.

This is similar to the "Light Storm" of "Dawn Knight", but more dangerous and destructive. Anything contaminated with that dim light will decay, rot, wither, die, and lose its vitality. The feeling of being torn to pieces by a violent and sharp storm.

".Sure enough." Within the thick starlight barrier, Renekton looked at this scene without being too surprised.

What extraordinary ability is this? An advanced version of "Storm of Light"? Above the gray fog, Klein saw clearly the scene that just happened through Renekton's vision, and immediately raised his question.

Renekton stood calmly behind the starlight barrier, watching the "Twilight Storm" raging in the garden and whispered to himself:

"To be precise, it should be a mutated version, which can be called 'Twilight Storm'. The scissors in its hand should be made with the characteristics of 'Gatekeeper' and 'Guardian', combined with some residual aura of the God's Abandoned Land. Magical item.”

No wonder the scissors in the hands of that strange doll are the real body. Klein sighed in his heart.

The "Twilight Storm" lasted for about ten seconds before gradually dissipating. As the dim light faded, the garden became bare, and even the floor and surrounding walls showed traces of decay to varying degrees.

The thick barrier constructed of bright starlight instantly disintegrated into a hazy starlight that enveloped the entire garden.

An ancient style spear, with lumps and dots of blood burning from the tip to the handle, suddenly passed by like a dark red meteor, directly penetrating the puppet holding the scissors in front of it. The powerful attack force pinned it to the ground, shattering it bit by bit from the inside out.

After Renekton approached, the puppet nailed to the ground had completely disappeared, leaving no trace except for the huge scissors stuck diagonally on the ground.

Perhaps the "Twilight Storm" that swept through just now caused the surrounding area to be stained with a strong sense of "decay" and "death", or perhaps the doll's body was too completely shattered and it failed to resurrect this time.

Dots of green and black light, mixed with fine pieces of dim yellow and silvery white, emerged from where the doll's body was just now, and quickly gathered into the scissors stuck diagonally on the ground.

"The doll's body has been marinated in the scissors for a long time, so the characteristics precipitated after death have also been aggregated by the scissors."

Renekton whispered to himself as if explaining to Klein above the gray fog, then reached out to hold the handle of the scissors and pulled it out from the ground.

The scissors are very large, as long as an adult's entire arm. They are gray-black in color, with a silvery edge in the middle. The entire body is covered with patterns painted with strange oil paints, half dark green and half yellow, like countless intersecting one-eyed, giant scissors. Snakes and feathers.

The huge scissors were placed across Renekton's chest. The deep blue light in his eyes flashed for a moment and became extremely deep. Under such circumstances, his eyes obviously lost focus and looked confused.

After a brief absence, his eyes quickly became clear again. At this time, he also noticed that the skin on the palm of his left hand holding the scissors was dry and cracked, and there were not very obvious age spots.

The negative effects are quite strong. With your demigod body, you can react after only holding it for a while.

Renekton nodded slightly and said at the same time:

"It is a powerful weapon in itself. As long as you hold it, you can hide your malice and certain behaviors. Each attack will have random effects of penetration, decay, decay, demon destruction and purification, within 50 meters It can launch attacks across space, and can also set off a terrifying 'Twilight Storm'."

"Of course, the most important thing is that its attack has a certain chance of delivering a fatal blow. This is real, absolute death. No creature without divinity can resist this attack. Even if it has divinity, it will suffer Severe damage means that the probability of triggering is not very high.”

"At the same time, the person holding it cannot defend, and defensive spell abilities cannot take effect on the person, but accordingly, the attack ability will be greatly improved."

"Its negative effects are equally powerful. As long as you hold it, your ears will be filled with screams and roars that seem to come from the depths of the underworld. This is a mental attack that can make people crazy and lose their mind. Once it exceeds Once you reach a certain limit, you will become its slave irreversibly.”

"Any living creature that touches it will inevitably die. Inanimate objects will also become decayed and dilapidated after long-term contact."

"Because the material used to build it is contaminated with the aura and dying madness of some great beings, even if it has never been used, the people around it will die and go crazy suddenly for no reason."

"Well, let's call it 'Until Death Do Us Do Part'. It can barely be used after sealing it. You just need to purify yourself after each use."

Till death do us part? Is there any poignant love story in it?
Renekton raised his lips and gave his own explanation: "It has fatal properties. As long as you insist on using it, it will definitely be triggered."

I don’t understand, just be happy. Above the gray fog, Klein sat back on a high-backed chair and replied in his heart, somewhat speechless.

After a pause, he added in his mind that today's Tarot session was about to begin.

I understood. Renekton nodded slightly and muttered to himself.

His figure then became transparent, turning into a statue made of countless bright stars, shattering into sand, and the bright stars surged away from the temple.

(End of this chapter)