Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 662 Tarot Club

After looking at the time on the wall clock, Renekton continued chatting with Arrodes:
"As the person in charge of the World Tree, I need to be responsible for the safety of every user and ensure that they will not be suddenly struck by lightning."

"Outside of the 'Magic Mirror Quiz Game', you need to control your instincts. I don't want to receive complaints from people who were struck by lightning when they landed on the World Tree."

Arrodes was like an internet-addicted teenager who responded to messages immediately. As soon as Renekton sent a message, he responded below:

"I try my best. Although the daily 'magic mirror quiz game' has greatly satisfied me, this instinct is always difficult to restrain."

"By the way, can you add some limits on the number of times you can play the quiz game? Although it's fun to play the quiz game all the time, I will get tired of it."

At the end, Arrodes also sent an exhausted felled villain.

Arrodes' words made Renekton raise his eyebrows. He thought that magical objects would not get tired. Even if they were living magical objects, they were not real living creatures. Therefore, Arrodes' tiredness was only mental fatigue, or he simply didn't want to pay attention to anyone for a short period of time.

After chatting with Arrodes for a while, the time soon came to three o'clock in the afternoon. Thick gray fog emerged from nowhere and quickly submerged Renekton's sight.

A deep red light rose from the gray fog, enveloping his spiritual body, breaking away from reality and arriving in the ancient palace above the gray fog.

As the crimson light faded, a number of blurry figures appeared on both sides of the originally empty, mottled long table.

"Justice" Audrey looked at Renekton in surprise. Mr. "White Tower" finally attended the Tarot Club. He has been absent for two months in a row. It really makes people worry whether he has encountered something bad.

Sensing the gazes from all around him, Renekton smiled and nodded to everyone. Then, led by Miss Justice, they all greeted Mr. Fool at the head of the mottled long table, and then took their seats.

When Renekton looked around, he saw a new member. Sitting on his left was a woman, not tall, only about 1.5 meters, with shoulder-length blond hair that was a bit unkempt. She was wearing a common revelation training suit and had eye contact with the "magician" lady, so this person was Xio?

As his thoughts drifted, "Chariot" Anderson had already turned sideways to look at "The Fool" Klein at the top, bowed slightly and said:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected some of Roselle's diaries during this period. Like the previous ones, they are also my payment for your help last time."

After Anderson finished speaking, he made another request to "Meet" to materialize the diary of his memories, a total of three pages.

Klein made the new diary appear directly in front of him. He simply browsed through all three pages and sighed helplessly in his heart:
Is Anderson just unlucky, or is there something wrong with the origin of his diary? Why are all of them Roselle's post-event reflections? I have good reason to suspect that the Emperor is making a prank himself, or that someone is making a prank of him.

Gathering his thoughts, Klein leaned back in his chair and said leisurely:
“You guys get started.”

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and no one spoke for a while. Today's Tarot Club opened in silence, which was unusual.

As everyone's sequence is upgraded, the demand for potion formulas and materials is getting lower and lower, and the transaction process will become increasingly deserted. In the future, the focus of the Tarot Club will be changed to information exchange. As Klein thought about it, he saw Anderson on his left hand slightly raise his hand and said the first demand of the day:
"Everyone, I need the grass powder contaminated by the Disaster Stone, and also a way to create magma."

"Things contaminated by the Disaster Stone are difficult to collect and preserve, but I know where to find them. They cost 500 pounds. As for the means of creating magma, the most common one should be the 'Demon'. The other one is the 'Disaster Priest' in the 'Storm' path. This is relatively difficult, but..."

"Hermit" Cattleya quickly gave a reply. At the end, she turned her head slightly and glanced at the top of the mottled long table.

Anderson reacted immediately. Mr. Fool, who has partial authority over the Storm Realm, can obviously also create disasters like volcanic eruptions, but I only need a little hot magma. Would it be too exaggerated to ask Mr. Fool for help? I should ask Edwina first. She might have mastered the relevant secret techniques.

While thinking, Anderson nodded slightly to Cattleya and said:
"Deal. I hope to get the grass powder contaminated by the Disaster Stone as soon as possible."

"Within this week." Cattleya nodded slightly and gave an approximate date.

Seeing that the transaction between Mr. Chariot and Ms. Hermit was over, Emlyn the Moon coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention. He raised his chin slightly and said:

"Everyone, does anyone know the clues about the 'Witch King' that corresponds to the Blood Count? It doesn't matter if it's a person or a magical item."

Renekton turned his head to look at Emlyn. His eyes became deep and he could see Emlyn's current condition through the cover of the gray fog.

The potion of the "Crimson Scholar" was completely digested. The vampires did have a considerable advantage at this stage. They had worshiped the moon and Lilith since birth. This was equivalent to an incomplete role-playing. However, this only lasted until Sequence Four, after which the vampires would no longer have a racial advantage on this path.

As his thoughts floated, he chuckled and said:

"You can go hunt the followers of the Primal Moon. There are many demigods among them. It just so happens that a Witch King has been active in the heart of East Balam and the Ancient Forest recently." Emlyn tilted his head back with an unchanged expression and chuckled.

"Really? It just so happens that I will be traveling to the Southern Continent on behalf of the Blood Clan. Among the people I know about traveling with, there is at least one Earl, and perhaps a Marquis or even a Grand Duke."

Renekton shrugged, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes as if to rest. No one else spoke to him either. They all realized that Mr. "Moon" just wanted to show off the progress of his sequence improvement and his status in the vampire clan.

After a brief silence, Klein the Fool directly announced that the free communication phase had begun. He then manipulated his trumpet, The World, to look at Renekton and ask:
"When do you have time?"

Renekton answered directly:

"We have them now. With the help of the Spirit Cult and the Blood Clan, the war in the southern continent has reached a stalemate. Intis's army has never been able to land from the Raging Sea. It doesn't take too much force to defend against them. Even if we occasionally withdraw one or two people, no one will notice a problem."

“Then tonight.” Klein said directly while controlling the “world”.

After a pause, he continued, "Do you know about the Mist Wolf and the Dog of Fulgrim?"

After a brief recollection, Renekton simply said:
"For the former, you can go to the Church of the Darkness. They are Wolf Extinction, so they must have some materials preserved. For the latter, you can ask Qi Guang for a place they often appear, and then go directly to them to ask for the materials they need."

"If you feel bad about it, you can give them a Mist Wolf's Flocculated Heart, and you can also train an Ancient Scholar among Mr. Fool's loyal guards."

There was silence for a second, and Audrey, the "Justice", was the first to ask:

"Mr. Fool's loyal guard?"

Renekton nodded slightly and said, "The Hound of Fulgrim has another name, the Keeper of Sefirah Castle."

Sefirah Castle Guardians! How come I have never noticed such a group of creatures? Are they usually hidden in the gray fog? Or somewhere else? As the thought floated in his mind, "World" Gehrman Sparrow, under Klein's control, looked around the hall.

The other people at the Tarot Club all had the same reaction as him and subconsciously looked around. At this moment, the originally deep and boundless gray fog seemed to have countless pairs of eyes, looking at all of them from different places and angles.

"Justice" Audrey shook her head slightly and suppressed the thoughts in her mind. This was all an illusion. Even if the Hound of Fulgrim was hiding in the gray fog, it would definitely not be here. Only the one outside the door was the guard.

However, the guardian of Sefirah Castle, does that mean Mr. Fool's kingdom of God is called Sefirah Castle? What a strange name, although this does look like the interior of a castle.

Well, based on the existence of Fulgrim's Dog, we can infer that the path Mr. World is on is the one that belongs to Mr. Fool. The characteristics of this path should be good at performing and quite powerful.

As Audrey's thoughts flashed through her mind, she suddenly thought of a question. She glanced back and forth between Gehrman Sparrow of The World and Renekton of The White Tower, then said uncertainly:

"Mr. World's next series of potions requires ingredients from Fulgrim's Hound. Doesn't that mean we have to hunt it down?"

Hunting down a guardian of Mr. Fool's kingdom, Audrey felt a little uncomfortable. If it was any other extraordinary creature, she would not have such feelings, but as the guardian of Sefirah Castle, the Hound of Fulgrim must be a extraordinary creature that follows Mr. Fool.

After hearing Miss Justice's question, the other members of the Tarot Club all looked over, curious about what to do in this situation.

Magician Fors said uncertainly:

"There should be a solution. We can't hunt down a Sefirah Castle Guardian every time a Beyonder is promoted."

Klein controlled the "world" Gehrman Sparrow and looked at Renekton.

The latter leaned back in his chair and said calmly:

"A Fulgrim's dog has two eyes. Why don't you find two and ask them to give you one eye each?"

"As long as they are not dead, under the influence of the aggregation effect of Beyonder characteristics, they can slowly aggregate their characteristics and recover to their fullness."

(End of this chapter)