Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 530 Sun Cube
Klein's expression was not very good. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice:

"How about I change my identity now and go to the nearest Church of the Storm church for a night?"

The prophet clone glanced at Klein with some surprise, chuckled and said:
"You can try, but they will definitely be able to trace the identity of Gehrman Sparrow later."

"Furthermore, what are you going to do with your marionette? It can't be too far away from you, otherwise it will directly turn into a long-dead corpse. In addition, he is an extraordinary person of the devil's path, and he can easily be detected when he appears in a place like a church. problem found."

Klein sighed helplessly. Gilcias is the "Apostle of Desire" of Sequence Five. He also holds a magical item that is not weak. His combat ability is stronger than his own. He must not give up easily.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, he spoke again:

"Perhaps, I can go near the church. I just need to make some noise when I encounter an attack. The punishers of the Church of Storms will soon notice."

"Moreover, even that 'god' can't just fight in front of the church of a righteous god, right? Especially when the Wave Church of the Church of Storms was stolen by Amon not long ago."

"I remember that the team of Punishers here is in charge of a sealed artifact of the 'Night' path. It can pull living creatures within a certain range into the same dream. This is advantageous to me because I can be in the dream. Stay awake."

The prophet clone nodded slightly in agreement with Klein's idea, and then said:

"It's a good idea, but you need to go above the gray fog first and help me transfer some magical items. They will definitely be used later."

While speaking, he stood up from the wooden chair, the light blue glow in his eyes surging, outlining strange symbols, which were reflected in the room, forming a spiritual wall with a concealing effect.

Seeing that the surrounding area was sealed by a spiritual wall, Klein no longer hesitated and immediately entered the space above the gray mist by walking four steps backward.

In the land abandoned by the gods, Renekton walked on the lonely and dark wilderness with a dim yellow lantern.

Under the dim light, the measurement of distance was distorted. Every time he took a step, his figure distorted and moved directly forward several tens of meters away.

This process was repeated continuously, and in just a few breaths, his figure moved forward a distance of more than a thousand meters.

Two minutes later, Renekton stopped moving forward and placed the dark yellow lantern on the ground. Dots of golden light fell around it, emitting a clear and warm light, and carrying the purifying power of the sun field.

After the corrosion on his body was purified, he threw out a handful of black powder, spreading his spirituality, creating a night dotted with stars around him, with a somewhat "requiem" effect, allowing him to rest while , and gradually smoothed away the negative desires and emotions caused by the dark yellow lantern.

After resting for a while, a thick gray fog suddenly surged in front of his eyes. At the highest point of the gray fog, the figure of "The Fool" sat leisurely on a high-backed chair, looking extremely tall and mysterious.

He was still thinking about what Klein wanted to do with him at this time, and the next moment he heard the other party's voice echoing in his ears:

"I'm being targeted by the Rose School of Thought. Your clone is also here. He needs some magical items."

"I know that the 'Mother Tree' wants to have a child with you. Of course, you may be the one responsible for giving birth to the child." Renekton complained with a slight smile and no empathy.

Above the gray fog, the corners of Klein's mouth twitched. Thank you, you don't have to remind me of this.

He cut off the contact with Renekton with a dark face, then rummaged through the pile of junk for a stack of cut paper figures, preparing to take them out later.

About a minute later, he saw the crimson star representing Renekton begin to expand and contract, causing circles of crimson ripples, and heard Renekton's prayer:

"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

“Your faithful servant prays to you;
I pray that you will open the gates of your kingdom;
I pray that you will accept his donation."

Klein stood up from the high-backed chair, walked to the back of the grand hall, spread his spiritual touch towards the illusory black door, and pushed it open with his spirituality.

The whimpering wind howled and took shape, the boundless gray mist also began to surge, and the illusory black door creaked and was slowly pushed open.

A picture scroll with mixed paint, like a child's graffiti, and a dark yellow lantern with a metallic luster were thrown out from the other side of the door.

As the sacrificial objects were thrown out, the illusory door quickly and transparently disappeared as if it was unsustainable.

Klein raised his hand slightly, and the two magical items flew to the long mottled table on one side.

Sitting back on the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool", he picked up these two magical items with some curiosity and confirmed their magical effects and negative effects through divination.

After another while, prayers rang out again above the gray mist. A new crimson star emerged from the depths of the gray mist. Crimson ripples like water ripples spread out in the grand ancient palace. Mixed with a somewhat childish and familiar voice.

"With the voice of Bugs Bunny, the creatures praying to 'The Fool' are becoming more and more diverse. I wonder if cats, dogs, and even fish in the sea will come to pray to me in the future."

With a low sigh, Klein repeated the previous action again, spreading his spirituality to push open the illusory door created by the sacrificial ceremony, and took the object that Bugs Bunny had sacrificed above the gray fog. It is a golden square box engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic symbols. Some of them are like a Rubik's Cube made of metal. It can be twisted at will. No matter how the symbolic symbols and magic symbols engraved on the surface are combined, they can be perfectly connected to form a complete picture of.

Just holding it in his hand, Klein felt a dryness in his mouth, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and back.

Where his right hand came into contact with the golden Rubik's Cube, his skin was burnt red, and there was a hint of burnt blackness.

"This negative effect is much more serious than that of the sun brooch. If the sun brooch is in midsummer, it will be like entering the desert at noon. Moreover, this heat is real. It is not just an illusion of the body. If you hold it for a long time, it is real. It will turn into a mummy.”

"And this is still above the gray fog. Once we leave this place, can this thing really still be usable?"

Klein pondered while trying to divine its effects and negative effects.

After writing the divination sentence on the paper that appeared, he held the paper in his right hand and repeated it several times in a low voice. Then he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep in a meditative way.

In the dream, as soon as he regained consciousness, he was so stimulated by the bright and dazzling sunlight that he could not open his eyes.

The next moment, the surrounding light suddenly weakened and became weaker and weaker, as if it was being swallowed by something.

Klein slowly opened his eyes. The surrounding light became extremely weak and almost disappeared completely. In front of him, the golden Rubik's Cube engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic logos stood still in mid-air, emitting a faint light. It flickered, like an old incandescent lamp with poor contact.

"Is it absorbing light? One of the effects of this Rubik's Cube is that it can absorb and store light?" Klein whispered in confusion.

As if in response to his doubts, the Rubik's Cube, which was engraved with many symbolic symbols and magic logos, suddenly started to rotate spontaneously. When its six faces were all combined to form a sun pattern, little golden sunlight shone from the Rubik's Cube. The interior reveals.

This light seemed to open cracks on the metal surface of the Rubik's Cube, spreading along the lines of the sun, completely lighting it up.

At this moment, a violent burst of sunlight burst out, and the blazing light that was so pure and flawless engulfed everything in an instant, like a radiance that purified all things, leaving no evil and no darkness remaining around!
Even the space is in chaos under this blazing light. As long as it is enveloped by this light, it is difficult to escape. Everything under this light, even the soul, will be burned and purified by it.

The strong impact caused Klein to wake up from his deep sleep. He was half leaning on the high-backed chair, breathing heavily.

Although he was in a dream, for a moment he really felt that his body and soul were being melted into the blazing sunlight.

He gasped and sighed:

"Isn't this thing really designed to die with people? Even the user cannot avoid the damage it brings. Even if he is too close, he may be the first to be melted by the blazing sun."

"You can use it by forming the same pattern from different sides of the Rubik's Cube, but it should have more than just the 'sun' pattern. Forget it, I won't continue divination, it feels too uncomfortable."

"Among the first-level sealed objects, it should be regarded as one with powerful lethality. The characteristics of its creation should come from the golden carriage in the ruins of the God War. The appearance of the Rubik's Cube has obviously been modified by craftsmen. It can To transform a first-level sealed object, one must be at least a semi-god-level 'craftsman'."

After talking to himself for a while, he quickly gathered his mind, spread his spirituality, and communicated with the crimson star that represented the prophet's clone, preparing the other party to accept the gifted ceremony.

In the hotel in the dock area, the prophet was half-leaning against the window frame, calmly looking out at the street under the dim street lights. The falling leaves were fluttering against the direction of the wind, the curtains in the distant house suddenly swayed, and there was a flash on the glass window. The pale figure passed by.

"It came very quickly. Did you have a premonition about something, so you moved faster?" He whispered to himself, and suddenly raised his left hand and lightly snapped his fingers.

Snapped! The crisp sound was obscured by a sudden sonic boom in the air above his head. The violent airflow in the air was also mixed with some light yellow shreds of paper.

A terrifyingly powerful spirit "scanned" over almost the next moment, with undisguised anger.

The intensity of the sonic boom just now was not too high, but the explosive sound was extremely penetrating, easily reminiscent of the previous sound that spread throughout the city.

Under the dim light, the streets seemed unusually quiet, except for the howling wind that had become much more intense.

In the sky, strong winds carried "Aquatic King" Yann Coatman approaching from a distance.

The loose Storm Priest robes on his body were held up by well-defined muscles and rustled in the wind. His dark blue eyes scanned the streets and houses below.

After a while, the howling wind gradually weakened, leaving only a cold hum echoing around in the night wind.

After confirming that "Aquaman" Yann Coatman was far away, the prophet's clone suddenly took out a light yellow paper man from his pocket. Many strange symbols were drawn on the paper man with spiritual blood.

He shook his right hand in the air, and the paper man was thrown out of the window. It expanded and twisted in mid-air, transforming into a figure wearing a dark cloak.

The paper man landed lightly, looked around, then naturally blended into the surrounding shadows, and ran towards the dock outside the city.

(End of this chapter)