Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 687: Pollution of the Lamp God

After William Augustus I spoke the decree, nothing changed around him, and his decree strangely became ineffective.

Hermes, who was in a stalemate with Suea and seemed to have reached a tacit understanding with the demons, suddenly turned around and said:
"Don't use ancient Hermetic language in front of me."

There was no expression on William Augustus I's face, but he was clearly angry. Under the influence of Sea, any emotion was magnified here.

His blue eyes were slightly bloodshot, and he clenched his left hand in mid-air, while muttering in Elvish:
"Confinement!"

The torrent of information that surrounded Him suddenly stagnated and its speed was slowed to the extreme.

"exile!"

Another command was spoken in the elven language, and all the knowledge that Renekton had poured into his mind was exiled, which directly restored his condition to a large extent.

Without pausing, He clenched His right hand into a fist and swung it down violently with indescribable momentum and power, as if He wanted to directly execute the complex and floating information around Him.

As He swung His fist down, the flood of information floating around Him was not affected, and His extraordinary ability became ineffective again.

A tearing pain came from his chest and abdomen. William Augustus I lowered his head in disbelief and saw a huge crack in his chest and abdomen, with the scarlet flesh inside still wriggling.

Before he could react, an ancient spear-worm, burning with dark red flames, pierced through his body from behind, making it difficult for the squirming flesh to recover.

His eyelids suddenly became heavy, and his whole body felt extremely tired, wanting to fall into an eternal sleep.

".Why?"

William Augustus I looked forward in disbelief. He didn't even understand what had happened to him at that moment, why his extraordinary ability hurt him, and why his spiritual intuition was completely ineffective.
The floating torrent of information around quickly converged and reconstructed Renekton's body. In his hand he was holding the wishing lamp borrowed from Bernadette.

A stream of golden liquid gushed out from the spout of the kettle, circling around William Augustus I twice in mid-air, like a strong rope, locking him firmly in place.

Part of the golden liquid merged into William Augustus I's body, and part of it gathered into a chaotic and distorted golden figure, which looked down at William Augustus I who had been imprisoned by it, and said in a cold and solemn tone:
"Under the state of information flood, all your extraordinary abilities are aimed at me, which will inevitably fail."

"From the very beginning, the knowledge that was instilled into your mind was mixed with some of my information. This is the most direct and powerful connection. You can't resist or defend yourself. You can only become my puppet."

The words of the genie seemed to be a final judgment. William Augustus I looked at the genie with blurry eyes, his lips opening and closing, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

"Don't be so anxious to seduce Him. An angel who has lived for thousands of years cannot be completely corrupted by you so easily."

As Renekton spoke, he stretched out his right hand and condensed a dark, ancient horn, which carried an extremely heavy and powerful meaning.

This is the "horn of destruction" at the angel level. When it is blown, the sound it produces can shatter all surrounding matter and even space through the accumulation of layers.

He put the "Horn of Destruction" to his lips and blew it hard. The low humming sound instantly echoed in the connected mausoleums.

Click!Click!
Amidst a crisp tearing sound, fine cracks appeared one after another on the stone ground, in the dark walls, and even in the empty air.

Prince Grove Augustus of Sonia, wearing a crown of thorns, tried to stop Renekton's actions. His eyes suddenly turned golden and his hands were raised high as if embracing the sun.

Under the guidance of spirituality, blazing golden sunlight fell from the sky, illuminating the entire mausoleum.

These lights intertwined into an "ocean" that instantly covered everything around. Silently, the surrounding mausoleum fell like a curtain, revealing a fairy-tale scene behind it.

Grove Augustus' face turned pale instantly. He could clearly feel that this was no longer the inside of the mausoleum. Not only did he fail to stop Renekton from destroying the mausoleum, but he was also taken away from the battlefield by Bernadette. Next, he would face an angel alone who was holding a level 0 seal and was an extremely restrained angel.

In the dark world where the cries of crows continued to echo, all the corpses hanging in the black spire church fell down, surrounding Klein and Azik's historical projection.

Azik frowned as he looked at the densely packed secret dolls around him. Even the "Archon of Death" who was quite accomplished in the soul field found it difficult to find Zaratul's hidden body for a while, so he had to turn to Klein and instruct him:

"Be careful. I can't find Zaratul's true form for the time being." "I understand." Klein took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, a familiar figure slowly but firmly appeared in the air.

He was wearing rather gorgeous clothes, had long curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. He was exactly Roselle during his "Knowledge Emperor" period.

Roselle's historical projection seemed a little sluggish, but this state did not last long. When "He" looked down at Klein, it was quietly replaced by Roselle's self-awareness.

He looked at Klein calmly, with many illusory and complex mysterious symbols condensed in his blue eyes.

The next second, his head suddenly felt swollen and painful as if it was about to explode, and was filled with a large amount of useless knowledge.

No, what about the backstab? How come you backstab me?

This thought flashed through Klein's mind briefly, and then he was occupied by chaotic thoughts, and he couldn't even think of moving a finger.

Azik beside him quickly came to his senses, pale flames burned in his eyes, and his body swelled instantly, growing dark green scales and white feathers, and turned into a gigantic feathered serpent.

The moment the feathered serpent appeared, two more figures emerged beside Roselle. One was William Augustus I who was being polluted by the Lamp God, and the other was a being that Klein did not recognize, but the aura on his body was also at the level of an angel.

Red flames rose from Klein's body. He planned to jump in flames to get away from the center of the battlefield so as not to be affected by the battle between angels.

As the flames dissipated, Klein's figure remained in place, and the starting point and end point of the fire long jump he had just performed were cleverly grafted together.

Taking a deep breath, Klein reached out again and dragged out a silver snake tail from the void.

As Klein loosened his right hand, a huge figure emerged in this dark country. It was a huge illusory scaleless snake made up of complex mercury symbols connected one after another. It was the "Mercury Snake" of Sequence One of the "Destiny" pathway!
His eyes were bright red and cold, and the dense patterns and symbols all over his body formed one interconnected wheel after another, and there were different symbols around each wheel.

The one coming over was Will Auceptin's real body. When the flame jumped just now, Klein also ignited the paper cranes on his body and passed the situation here to Will Auceptin.

Fortunately, I was not taken away from Backlund directly by Zaratul, otherwise Will would not be able to arrive in the first time. At that time, we would have to cancel the historical projection of Ms. Arianna and pull out a new historical projection. This would increase the pressure of destroying the mausoleum.

While he was thinking, Will Auceptin, who maintained the form of a mythical creature, had opened his mouth and bit his own tail, making the giant snake's body connected head to tail and merged with countless illusory rivers, evolving into a vague, unreal, slowly rotating huge wheel.

Suddenly, Roselle and the two newly appeared angel projections disappeared quickly, and the puppets controlled by Zaratul were hung back on the top of the church. His two puppets came back again, and at the same time, he and Azik quickly retreated back to the reality of the lower reaches of the Tussock River.

After Will Auceptin restarted his surroundings, he quickly disappeared and returned to his stroller. The Yesterday's Reappearance Talisman given by Klein could only allow him to temporarily restore his strength, and now it has been exhausted.

In Dr. Allen's home in Backlund, Will Auceptin, who was wrapped in silver silk, pulled at the silver silk covering his body and sighed:
"Alas~ Backlund is really not suitable for baby life."

After Will Auceptin restarted the surroundings, Azik summoned many undead and natural spirits and let them enter the ruins first. After triggering Zaratul's "miracle", he and Klein stepped into the ruins.

Without Zaratul's interference, he directly entered the real ruins.

He was immediately shocked by the chaotic scene inside. The space inside the mausoleum had been expanded several times, as if someone had connected several mausoleums together.

The moment Klein entered the mausoleum, he was locked onto by the "divine evil" Sua. His two arms suddenly grew longer and grabbed towards Klein.

The surface of the arm was dark and sticky, as if it was flowing with evil liquid, and all kinds of strange things grew on it.

The feeling of extreme evil and extreme madness spread rapidly, making the surroundings instantly dry and stained with madness.

Klein felt as if his body was trapped in layer upon layer of barriers, making it difficult for him to move. All kinds of desires and emotions grew in his heart, and he fell into a daze, unable to make an effective response for a short time.

(End of this chapter)