Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 581 Performance
After a moment of silence, Sharon asked again:
"What did you encounter? I just felt a very powerful aura. The heavy majesty made me breathless and difficult to move."

"The angelic aura attracted the 'founder' of Loen, but he should have left now."

While speaking, Renekton looked around the surroundings. Starlight fell from his hands and condensed into a high-powered chair behind him.

Marici, who was listening quietly on the side, couldn't help but said in surprise: "William Augustus I! Is he still alive?"

Renekton nodded gently, leaned against the high-backed chair made of stars, and said in a calm voice:

"That is an angel who followed Solomon. Time will not leave many traces on him. He has been secretly protecting the Loen Kingdom, but few people know it and few people can see it."

"You had a fight with the 'Founder'?"

Sharon still maintained the posture of possessing the mummy, and her slightly ethereal voice came from the mummy's body.

Renekton nodded slightly, tossing the metal ring he snatched from Selt in his hand and said:
"He and I just tested each other briefly. Out of some concerns, he had no intention of continuing to be entangled with me, so he let me leave without much obstruction."

"Why?" Maric asked in confusion.

Renekton shrugged and said, "Perhaps Loen's royal family has a more important plan."

"The information-based ability that was deprived by William Augustus I has finally been restored. I am used to the convenience of information form, and it is really uncomfortable to suddenly lose it!"

A huge sailing ship appeared in his field of vision. The ship was mainly dark with a hint of dark green. The pale main sail was painted with a blooming black tulip. There were few people on the ship. Living people, most of the crew's jobs are replaced by some living corpses or undead.

Renekton nodded slightly, and his body instantly became transparent, as if he had turned into a statue made of countless stars.

During this process, his inspiration was suddenly touched, and his eyes naturally fell on the area outside the spiritual world, where the Suniya Sea and the Raging Sea meet.

"No problem." Sharon's voice was a little erratic, but her tone was very sure.

The statue shattered together with the high-backed chair beneath it, turning into bright starlight and surging through the gaps in the surrounding walls and ceiling, surging into the depths of the spiritual world.

"'Black Tulip', I didn't expect to see Ludwell here. Is it by chance?"

"We were prepared when we came." Among the mummies, Sharon's voice was erratic and restrained.

While sighing in a low voice, his figure became illusory, disintegrating bit by bit into a huge, pure flow of information, flowing into the distance like a torrent.

On his face, strange patterns full of mysterious charm appeared faintly. The whole person looked rather gloomy and cold, more like a living corpse than a living person.

Then he looked at Sharon, who possessed the mummy, and said calmly:
"Don't forget the agreement between us. After you are promoted to 'Puppet', you need to help me clean up the members of the Rose School outside the South Road and prevent them from returning to support Xibailang."

His eyes were fixed on "Hell Admiral" Ludwell, who was standing at the front of the crowd of undead and living people, with a cold light shining in his eyes, like a high and mighty king.

Renekton nodded calmly, and then asked, "Do you need me to take you back to Backlund?"

The complex and pure flow of information is entrenched in the depths of the spiritual world. Through the exchange of information between the spiritual world and reality, he can easily know the situation in reality.

Deep in the spiritual world, the bright starlight that was continuously flowing forward suddenly stopped, and the starlight reunited inside, revealing Renekton's figure.

Opposite him, wearing an exaggerated three-cornered hat embroidered with white skulls and feathers, a lace white shirt and a complicated and gorgeous brown short coat, Ludwell's face was covered with a silver-white mask, his body was constantly trembling, as if What are you fighting against and enduring?

On the "Black Tulip" driven by many undead creatures, a faint blue door appeared out of thin air. In the eyes of the living and undead on the ship, which were full of vigilance and malice, they were wearing white shirts, black vests, and half-high boots. The crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow in the silk top hat walked out of the "gate".

White skeletons wearing no clothes or wearing leather armor were busy controlling the sails. Pale living corpses carrying long swords were patrolling back and forth, looking around with eyes stained with green flames, shadows and resentful souls. , various weird spiritual creatures sometimes fly and hover, sometimes get into the hull of the ship, and transparent faces with unclear eyebrows protrude on the side, as if they are patrolling the surroundings.

On the silver-white mask, water vapor condensed around the holes that symbolized the positions of the eyes, nose, and mouth, as if the entire face under the mask was distorted.

The undead souls on the "Black Tulip" were all trembling and crawling aside, as if worshiping their king.

Some of the few living crew members on the ship joined the undead, were overwhelmed by the huge and indescribable mental pressure, and trembled and prostrated on the ground; some were still confused about the situation and stood there blankly. , I just felt that this crazy adventurer who suddenly appeared did not look like a living creature, and his aura was terrifyingly gloomy. Deep in the spirit world, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Renekton, who turned into a pure information flow creature.

He was wearing a silk top hat and a black dress, with a medium build, a bronze complexion, and a small black mole under his right ear. His eyes had a vicissitudes of life and an introverted look, giving people an unusually cold feeling.

The huge flow of information contracts and converges inwards, reorganizing Renekton's body with complex and pure knowledge.

He bowed slightly and saluted the person who suddenly appeared in front of him:
"Good evening, Mr. Azik."

Azik nodded slightly and said with some sigh:
"Good evening, I didn't expect that you have become a 'sage'. This kind of promotion speed is difficult to achieve even for the favored ones of the gods."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, looked at the "Black Tulip" outside the spiritual world and said:

"I have almost completely recalled my lost memory, except for the last part. I can probably guess what happened to me."

"I plan to go to the Raging Sea. Something is calling me there, but to find the exact location, I need the ring left by the God of Death."

"I have a hunch that I may continue to fall into a deep sleep and forget my past memories again. Before that, the help I can give him is a marionette and an opportunity to act."

At this point, Azik's tone suddenly became emotional, the coldness in his eyes faded a lot, and his gaze became softer and warmer.

Renekton nodded calmly and was silent for two seconds before he spoke:
"Underground in Trier, there is a Samaritan Woman's Spring. Its spring water can repair damage to the soul. It has an extraordinary effect on the 'God of Death' and the adjacent pathways."

This is information from the "Hidden Sage". For him, the "Hidden Sage" is an encyclopedia where he can browse information at any time. When he has nothing to do, he will find the "Hidden Sage" to read some knowledge. , including the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" hidden under Intis.

Azik frowned slightly, searched the memory in his mind to no avail, then shook his head and said:
"The Fountain of the Samaritan Woman? I have no relevant memory. It should have appeared after I fell into forgetting my memories and then woke up, right?"

Renekton nodded slightly and said: "Indeed, it comes from the 'Pale Disaster' and is some influence exerted by the 'River of Eternal Darkness' through the seal."

"It seems that there were more participants in the Pale Disaster than I know."

"Unfortunately, I probably don't have time to look for that spring anymore."

Azik sighed with a somewhat complicated tone.

While the two were talking, the trembling arc of Ludwell's body on the "Black Tulip" suddenly became slow and stiff. There was a green light floating in his chest and abdomen. The powerful spirit sealed in his body wanted to Forced to break free.

The next second, it retracted into Ludwell's body.

In its perception, at that moment, in the gaps between the decks of the ship, where the shadows blended, there were terrifying and evil eyes growing out of twists and turns, all looking at itself. The instinct of survival made It retracted decisively into Ludwell's body.

On the silver-white mask, the hollow blue eyes glowed with despair.

The spiritual threads on his body have been initially controlled, and are suppressed by high-level figures on the same path. He can hardly raise even a hint of resistance. He can only feel that his thinking has become slower, his body has become stiff, and his movements have gradually become slower. It also became stagnant.

To those Extraordinaries on board the Black Tulip who are not on the path to Death, this scene is like a confrontation between "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell and that crazy adventurer.

Snapped!
Gehrman Sparrow, who was standing at the other end of the deck, suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Ludwell, who had already been initially controlled by the spiritual thread and was unable to raise the consciousness of resistance, followed him and made a gesture of snapping his fingers. .

Under the surprised gazes of the surrounding crew members, the living corpses and skeletons crawling on the deck fell one by one, as if they had turned into real corpses and skeletons.

Klein, who maintained the appearance of Gehrman Sparrow, had a cold smile on his face that didn't suit his personality, and said in a calm and indifferent tone:

"very good."

"Very good" Ludwell repeated his words in a low voice.

This scene seemed particularly strange to the living crew members of the "Black Tulip". Goosebumps were aroused on their bodies, and a layer of fine scales appeared on the face of the overly excited "sailor".

(End of this chapter)