Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 524 Monday
Klein listened in silence, recalling his previous encounter with the "King of the Five Seas" Nast:
He is indeed chasing the Black Emperor card and the opportunity for promotion. The rules he established at sea have basically met the requirements of the "Duke of Entropy" promotion ceremony. In this case, his own promotion must be more important, unless Lu It is obviously unlikely that the Royal Family or the Witch Cult can directly use the "Duke of Entropy" trait.

After a moment of silence, he continued to ask:

"Who do you think is the collaborator between the Loen Kingdom and the Witch Sect?"

Renekton kept playing with the strange crown in his hand, and said in a calm voice:

"It's impossible to be sure. There are more or less people who have mastered the complete 'Black Emperor' path potion formula. In addition to the descendants of the Solomon and Trunsoest families, there are also vampires and those from the Third Age. , the old guys who survived the Fourth Age."

"For example, the original witch has seen someone who desecrated the slate. She has lived for so long. She must have killed some saints and angels of the 'Black Emperor' path. It is not surprising that she has mastered the high-sequence formula of this path. .”

"Those who can cooperate with the Kingdom of Loen and the Witch Sect will certainly not have a low status. No one can exclude them."

Klein nodded clearly, temporarily ignored the topic, and continued:

"Those pirates didn't know many things, and what impressed them most was the restricted scene in the sea."

"They only followed the orders of the 'Crazy Captain' Connors Victor. They knew nothing except that their boss was conducting human trafficking. They had no idea that there was a demigod hidden on the ship."

Renekton wasn't surprised. With the help of a group of spectators, it would have been strange if the clues had been found so easily.

Putting down the strange crown in his hand, he muttered and said:

"The 'Crazy Captain' has most likely fallen into the hands of the Church of Storms, and the effect is not much worse. After all, aren't you going to report it to the Church after you get the information?"

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and then he made a final conclusion:

"Basically, I didn't get any new effective information during this trip. Apart from knowing that there is a third-party force that has the high-sequence magic potion formula of the 'Black Emperor' path."

With a sigh, he added:
"What are you going to do with the remaining extraordinary characteristics and magical items? They respectively correspond to the 'Rageful People' and 'Sailors' in the storm path, and the other one is the 'Hunter'."

"The 'Crazy Captain' doesn't have many Extraordinaries under his command. When you asked the 'Silk' to capture people, you were already focused on their characteristics, right?"

Renekton spread his hands and defended himself:
"This has nothing to do with me. It may be that it feels that these three extraordinary beings are stronger and can better meet its needs."

After a pause, he continued:

"I have taken away the characteristics of the 'Fallen Earl', and the rest are yours. You can use them to create several magical items, or you can choose to sell them directly. It just so happens that this week's Tarot meeting is this afternoon."

"The Loen military demigod is a bit poor. He must have been promoted not long ago. His relic only has a magical item corresponding to the 'Wind Blessed One'. It has a strong negative effect and cannot be used."

"I suggest you smash it into characteristics directly, and then go to the sea to find a fish to feed it, so that you can herd a 'Wind Blessed'. On the sea, the ability of the Wind Blessed is still very practical."

Klein listened silently, then complained: "Your ideas are very novel, no wonder you can be friends with Frank."

Finally, he continued to add:

"How should I smash the magical item? Mr. Azik has not fully recovered yet, and he should not be able to exert his angelic power."

Renekton leaned back in his chair and spoke in a leisurely voice:

"It's just a simple thing for them to hold a ceremony and ask for some power from the 'Hidden Sage' or the 'Night Goddess'."

"Or, you can also find Bernadette, she is already a 'sage'.

"By the way, I'm running out of food. I need you to prepare some fresh food for me later, as well as two brass lanterns."

"Okay." Klein nodded gently.

After getting the specific details of the ceremony from Renekton, he ended the brief meeting.

In the land abandoned by the gods, Renekton repaired for a period of time in the ruins of a city with only broken walls, until Klein sent a notice that everything he needed was ready.

He then used the remaining materials to arrange a simple ceremony, taking out the extraordinary properties of the "Fallen Earl", the crystal ball he used as a lighting tool, food for the next few days, and two brass lanterns. come out.

After finishing the ritual of praying for blessings, the shadows under his feet squirmed and surged up like water, swallowing up everything on the ground and transferring it to the shadow world.

After doing all this, Renekton held the lantern in one hand and the extraordinary characteristics of the "Fallen Earl" in the other. The deep blue and almost purple glow in his eyes flowed, outlining one mysterious symbol after another.

Behind him, a somewhat incomplete ring made of gears and chains emerged.

The ring rotated slowly, and in the middle, a pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes suddenly opened, holding countless bright stars.

With a cold feeling of knowing everything and ignoring everything, there is a suppressed madness. The appearance of these eyes made Renekton's aura suddenly rise, and the coldness and madness in his eyes gradually became stronger.

During this process, he felt a vague call from the east, which seemed to be there but not at all. It was more like his own intuition than a tangible voice and feeling.

He quickly calmed down, and while he could still resist the erosion of the divinity in the "Sage" trait, he squeezed his left hand with the "Fallen Earl" trait hard, and bits of bright starlight overflowed from his hand. Come, accompanied by the crisp sound of crystal breaking.

The extraordinary characteristics that had been polymerized were shattered bit by bit, turning into dark and dark red light spots, which merged with the bright stars that emerged around them, and slowly, with a strange rhythm, merged into the brass lantern held in his right hand. among.

The originally ordinary lantern was stretched and deformed, gradually becoming exquisite and a bit heavy. The brass-colored surface gradually became dim, and a vague, extremely asymmetrical shape appeared on the transparent glass lampshade. There are irregular patterns, and in the middle of these patterns is an eye full of evil feelings.

It lasted less than half a minute, and the characteristics of the "Fallen Earl" were completely integrated into the lantern.

The slowly rotating ring behind Renekton quickly became transparent until it disappeared.

He looked at the greatly changed lantern in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, but subconsciously took a few steps back, unable to help but want to stay away from the crackling fire in front of him.

"The negative effect is that he is afraid of fire?" He murmured in a low voice, holding back the discomfort in his heart, and returned his gaze to the dark copper lantern held in his right hand.

Fortunately, it's just about integrating the precipitated characteristics into other items. I don't need the power of an angel to do it. I just need to deliberately guide it to make the formed magical items evolve in the direction I want. I have previous experience in creating magical items. This isn't too difficult for me.

While sighing in his heart, his eyes suddenly became dark, obviously losing focus and looking confused.

He quickly understood the magical effects and negative effects of the lantern in his hand. It was okay, not outrageous, but not great either. As expected, the creation of magical items still had to be left to the 'artisans'.

"A lantern that never goes out, whether it is positive or negative, its impact is limited to the range of light radiation."

"The core abilities of 'Fallen Earl', 'chaos' and 'distortion' are retained. 'Amplification' and 'utilization' are more restricted. They can only act on the effects created by their own extraordinary abilities, and cannot retain the 'gift' extraordinary ability.”

"There are three negative effects: First, as the use time increases, the user's mind will gradually become darker and greedier, and it is easy to make irrational choices. If its extraordinary ability is used, this process will continue. accelerate;
Second, it makes the user afraid of flames, except for the flames of the lantern itself;
Third, within the scope of the light, any behavior of giving or requesting will have negative effects on oneself, such as being inactive, being greedy and eager, or losing fighting spirit, or being able to focus only on money.”

Renekton held the lantern in his right hand and remained silent for a while. He did not feel any obvious changes in his mind. After a pause, he turned his attention to a building not far away that was made of bluestone and resembled a temple. Most of it collapsed.

boom!
The building that was still standing there suddenly seemed to have become fragile and the structure was no longer stable, and collapsed suddenly.

Lightning flashed across the sky very frequently during this period, and Renekton could clearly see the dust several meters high rising from the ruins ahead.

Feeling the faint greed rising in his heart, Renekton estimated that if he kept fighting at a high intensity, for at least one minute, his inner dark emotions and thoughts would be serious enough to affect his judgment and fighting, even if he lowered his level. The frequency of use can only last for three minutes at most.

"The best match for this magical item is the 'Black Knight''s 'Fallen Shadow' ability. Once the dark thoughts in the heart reach a certain limit, the fallen thoughts in the heart will be directly separated and combined with the shadow to form an uncontrollable of independent organisms and then clean them up.”

"The 'virtual personality' of the 'manipulator' should also work, but it is easy to get out of control, causing one's own schizophrenia or even losing control."

"We still have to let the prophet clone stationed in the southern continent go to the saints of the Aurora Society to analyze the ability of the 'Fallen Shadow' and develop a practical secret technique."

After making a plan, Renekton suppressed his fear of flames and approached the fire, putting the lantern in his hand aside.

After feeling the deep fear of the fire in front of him disappear, he exhaled with some relief and sighed:

"Could the negative effect of the fear of fire come from the strong will of Charles before his death, right?"

Thinking about it carefully, Renekton felt that this guess was quite possible.

After a pause, he turned around and sat on the big stone that was moved aside. He closed his eyes and began to pray to Klein, asking him to help him send a message to the prophet's clone.

Above the gray fog, Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool" and sighed with a complicated expression on his face:
"I am probably the most shameless great being, even if I am just pretending."

"I usually work part-time as a courier, helping members of the Tarot Society to deliver trading items, but now I have to work as a messenger and item purchasing specialist."

"Should I charge some fees for the one-to-one service from Mr. Fool?"

While slandering, Klein had already started to turn the content of Renekton's prayer into a point of light, and threw it into the crimson star that represented the prophet's clone.

After doing all this, he did not rush to leave above the gray fog. Instead, he took out a pocket watch from the inner pocket of his coat and checked the time. Then he sent a message to Derrick "The Sun" who was also in the land abandoned by the gods. A reminder that the Tarot session is about to begin.

Klein leaned back slightly and leaned on the high-back chair for a moment with his eyes closed. He stretched out his hand and gently tapped the edge of the table in front of him twice. A somewhat gloomy and restrained figure suddenly appeared at the head of the long mottled table. .

When the time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, he sat up slightly and spread out the crimson stars that spiritually connected with the people in the Tarot Club, pulling them into the space above the gray fog.

The illusive crimson light surged out like a tidal wave, quickly flooding the entire hall, and then quickly retracted, forming blurry figures on both sides of the mottled long table.

(End of this chapter)