Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 685 Miracle
Wave after wave of pure and complex information flowed out from the void, quickly reconstructing the figure of Renekton.

He nodded slightly to Bernadette, then took two steps forward, stretched out his right hand, condensed a stream of illusory knowledge, and let this knowledge quickly solidify and gather into drops of bright red blood, the bright red exuded a pure, violent, or cold aura.

Renekton controlled the blood and quickly drew the symbol given by Mr. Men in the air.

A faint blue light emerged out of nowhere, quickly interweaving around, outlining an illusory door covered with mysterious patterns and symbols.

On the other side of the door, a dark and gloomy mausoleum made of many stones of similar sizes appeared.

"The goal is to destroy the mausoleum. There is no need to do anything extra."

After a brief explanation, Renekton's figure faded away again, decomposing into streams of information, which quickly surged and disappeared here.

Bernadette calmly stared at the opened passage in front of her. Two seconds later, her body became ethereal and also decomposed into streams of information, which surged into the mausoleum.

In the mausoleum, Bernadette's figure was quickly reorganized and revealed in the flood of information. She stretched out her right hand and grasped in the air, and a piece of silver-white paper with strange golden words printed on it was in her hand.

Roselle separated the "Hand of Order" feature from his own mechanical puppet and gave it to Bernadette to use instead of Pale Death.

Almost at the same time when Bernadette appeared, the ceremony that had been prepared long ago under the mausoleum began to operate spontaneously. Slightly deeper light continued to separate from it and condensed into a human figure in the dim air.

He has a square face, black hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a very solemn expression.

This was a face that was familiar to all the people of Loen, because it was printed on the front of the 10-pound banknote, and was also erected in many places such as the Memorial Day Square.

He is the founder of Loen, the first king, William Augustus I. A more accurate description should be "Him", a Sequence One angel!
Bernadette's expression did not change. Pink petals fell around her one after another, and the space became strangely distorted. She tried to create a barrier that was isolated from the outside world and difficult to connect to, in order to temporarily restrict the founder of Loen.

At the same time, Renekton had arrived in Ahowa County. After nodding to Prak Eggers who had been waiting here for a long time and Tris who had been promoted to "Iron Blood Knight" and turned back into a man, he skillfully opened the passage to the secret mausoleum, and then transformed into the form of an information stream again and left.

On the banks of the Tussock River outside Backlund, Klein had already arrived at a predetermined mausoleum location and was waiting.

Not long after, waves of light composed of complex information emerged from the void. The illusory posture and the terrifyingly complex torrent of information quickly converged into the figure of Renekton.

He did not look at Klein. He seized the opportunity and used the information to condense the blood of twenty-two paths of Extraordinary people. He then drew the symbol given by Mr. Men in the air.

Thanks to the speed of informatization, the time when the three mausoleums were opened was not much different.

In just a blink of an eye, the blood-colored symbol expanded and extended into an illusory translucent door. Through it, one could vaguely see a huge mausoleum made of black stones.

Looking back at Klein behind him, Renekton skillfully virtualized the body of this historical projection and decomposed it into streams of knowledge. Relying on the special nature of the historical projection, it poured into the mist of history.

Seeing this, Klein did not make any unnecessary moves. He stretched out his hand into the air and grabbed. Arianna, with dark eyes, wearing a simple robe, a bark belt, long black hair, and bare feet, appeared in front of him.

The gaze of this Sequence 2 Servant of Secrets quickly became lively, and he exuded a fresh aura.

Klein nodded slightly to the ascetic leader. There was no need for further words, as the two sides had already communicated about the current situation.

His hands kept moving and he grasped again. Soon, an identical figure appeared in front of him. This was Klein from more than ten seconds ago.

After summoning his own historical projection, Klein hid directly in the fog of history, allowing his existence in this time period to disappear in reality and allowing his consciousness and self to awaken in the historical projection.

In the "ancient scholars" stage, there are only three historical projections that can exist at the same time, including himself, and the quota is now full.

Klein turned his head to look at Arianna's historical projection and said calmly, "Let's go in."

Arianna nodded slightly, and at the same time turned herself and Klein's historical projection into a hidden state.

In the secret mausoleum used for the "Black Emperor" ceremony, Klein, who was in a hidden state, took out a bronze square talisman from his arms.

This was a high-level talisman that he had asked Azik for in advance, considering that the number of historical projections he could maintain at the same time was limited. After activating it, it could release a blow from the "Archon of Death".

"die!"

With the recitation of a word in ancient Hermetic language, the bronze talisman shattered into pieces in his hand and burned into a pale flame.

The flames expanded rapidly, transforming into an illusory feathered serpent that covered the entire mausoleum. In the whimpering cold wind, the huge feathered serpent coiled around its body and spit out pale flames that were enough to cover the entire mausoleum.

Mr. Azik's attack, which was only protected by the talisman, could have such power. It is hard to imagine if he personally attacked. He is worthy of being the son of the god of death and the former governor of the Balam Empire.

While Klein was thinking, slightly deeper lights flew out from the mausoleum below, miraculously blocking the pale flames that were surging like a tide, preventing them from moving forward at all.

These lights quickly gathered into a ball, together forming the figure of a slightly arrogant old man.

There were many silver strands in his black hair, and his face was not very bearded. He had a serious expression and a majestic temperament.

He, should not be "He", He is the former Duke of Nanwell of the Kingdom of Loen, a Sequence 2 "Balancer", Drink Augustus.

The moment the Balancer appeared, Arianna, who was in a hidden state, also became visible, and the secrecy he had imposed on himself was destroyed.

Without any hesitation, Arianna reached out from the darkness behind her and pulled out a bone sword covered with strange patterns, a sword that combined the power of sleep and fear!
As the sword was swung, the surrounding darkness surged wildly, flooding towards Drink Augustus like a tide.

During this process, anything touched and submerged by the darkness disappeared and was destroyed silently.

While Ms. Arianna was attracting the attention of the "Balancer" of the Loen royal family, Klein quietly lifted the maintenance of his historical projection and disappeared directly into the mausoleum.

Outside the mausoleum, Klein and Renekton walked out of the gap in history at the same time, and the two smiled at each other.

Without further ado, Renekton placed his hand on Klein's shoulder, helping him transform into a state of information flood, and then quickly headed towards the mausoleum downstream of the Tussock River.

By the time Renekton opened the door to the mausoleum, Klein had already summoned Azik's historical projection from the historical gap.

Wearing a silk hat, a black suit, a bronze complexion, and cold and sharp eyes, Azik also became alive after a brief moment of confusion. He prayed for secret help from the "Hidden Sage" and awakened his consciousness on this historical projection.

Azik looked around and then his eyes fell on Klein. He said calmly:
"I will stay in the underworld temporarily. You just need to use the item you mentioned to open a door to the underworld. Then I can come here in person and take you away."

"Excuse me, Mr. Az."

Klein nodded slightly to Azik, then he looked at Renekton and said:

"Mr. Azik's historical projection and I will go in first, and you will follow us a little later. After we have restrained the angels guarding this place, you can directly destroy the mausoleum. They will not be able to stop you in time."

Klein, whose three summoned historical projections were full again, followed Azik's historical projection directly into the mausoleum.

The moment passing through the illusory gate, the original mausoleum suddenly twisted and turned into a dark church with a pointed roof!

The door of the church was open, revealing people in various costumes inside. Among them were men in overalls, polite gentlemen in formal attire, ladies decorated with lace flowers, pirates, workers, and postmen. Without exception, they were all suspended in the air, motionless.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

Black crows circled around the church spire, making shrill, heart-wrenching cries.

"Zaratul!" When Klein whispered the name, he had already lost control of his puppet. He watched as his puppet was lifted up by an invisible force and hung on the top of the spire church along with the corpses.

At this moment, the crows on the church spire, the secret doll that once belonged to Klein, and the corpse hanging above the church all swayed in the wind, speaking in unusually uniform voices:

"I found you!"

Outside the illusory gate leading to the mausoleum, Renekton looked at the illusory gate that had just twisted inexplicably and then returned to normal, and sighed.

Zaratul had a very good grasp of the timing. He had no time to react before the miracle was completed.

"Zaratul can't sit still anymore. I wonder how long Amon will continue to watch the show?"

While sighing, Renekton turned his head to look in the direction of Backlund's Municipal Square. He had just seen a lot of Amon's clones in the Municipal Square. He suspected that Amon's real body had come to Backlund again.

(End of this chapter)