Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 701 Moon City
There were only a dozen or so star worm corpses left on the ground, a crystal ball that seemed to be made up of insects, a black pocket, and a three-layer jewelry box with a silver-black surface inlaid with various gemstones.

Anderson's eyes naturally fell on the more gorgeous three-layer jewelry box. He uttered a sound and said casually:

"For a demigod to carry it with him, it must be a good magical item. Or, is this the important seal of the Abraham family that Miss Magician mentioned?"

Azik looked down at the jewelry box for a while, frowned slightly and said:

"It's dangerous, and it contains dangers that are deadly even to me."

"So scary?" Anderson looked at Azik in astonishment. If he hadn't taken his image in the Tarot Club into consideration, he would have retreated several meters.

This item is definitely not simple, as it can be evaluated like this by a true angel. Even among the level 0 sealed objects in the hands of the major churches, it is definitely one of the most dangerous ones.

Gathering his thoughts, Anderson looked at Az and said, "Shall we sacrifice these things to Mr. Fool now?"

"Okay." Azik nodded slightly, and transparent spirits of various shapes emerged from his shadow, holding different materials in their hands, and quickly set up an altar.

Above the gray fog, in the magnificent and ancient palace that looked like a giant’s residence, the gray fog seemed to be stimulated, and was uncontrollably agitated and surging, flooding the entire hall.

After a while, under Klein's guidance, the gray mist turned into layers of seals, sealing the three-layer jewelry box inlaid with various gems. The restless gray mist gradually subsided.

"This 'Box of the Old Ones' is more dangerous than I thought. Mr. Azik should have seen that. Why did he send this jewelry box to the top of the gray fog? Did he think that the danger could be suppressed here?"

Klein muttered to himself twice, then began to divine on the sealed Box of the Old Ones. Of course, this did not involve the most dangerous third layer, which would most likely cause Sefirah Castle to change its owner on the spot, or even lose its owner.

After completing the divination and obtaining most of the information about this level 0 seal, Renekton materialized the dummy "world" and spread his spirituality, touching the crimson stars representing Renekton, Azik, and Anderson, pulling them above the gray fog.

As the crimson light rose, three blurry figures quickly emerged on the right side of the mottled long table.

Klein controlled the "world" and looked around at the few people. Then his eyes fell on the spoils piled on the table and he said calmly:

"These are all the items owned by Butis. You can choose among them."

Renekton and Azik didn't say anything. They glanced at Anderson, who nodded in understanding, straightened his body slightly, pointed at the crystal ball made of insects and said:

"I want this, a copy of the 'Mystic Mage' feature. After it is made into a magical item, it can make up for my lack of mobility and my shortcomings in spell ability."

“Okay.” Klein nodded slightly, then selected some gemstones and spiritual materials of different colors.

Renekton and Azik also chose gems and spiritual materials. They were not very interested in the space pocket made by the "Mystic".

Klein couldn't use it at all because he was now in the God-forsaken Land and his connection with the spiritual world was cut off. Renekton and Azik had their own ways to do the same thing. Although it was more complicated, it didn't affect them much.

"The rest will be sold at the next Tarot Club, and we will split the gold pounds equally."

Klein briefly mentioned that the division of the spoils was over. After sending Anderson back to reality, he waved his hand and made the things on the table disappear, leaving only the three-layer jewelry box inlaid with many gems.

He then looked at Renekton and introduced the effects, negative effects, and sealing methods of this Level 0 Sealing Artifact, and then asked:

"Do you think I can use this item to take the City of Silver away from the God-forsaken Land?"

Renekton shook his head slightly and said:

"There is a seal in the God-Forsaken Land. You can respond to prayers and accept the sacrifice of the Sun because Sefirah Castle allowed you to exploit a loophole. However, it will be difficult to release angel-level items, at least not with your current status."

“Okay.” Klein nodded, not surprisingly. He gave up the idea of ​​experimenting and said:
"With the help of your historical projection, I have reached the easternmost part of the God-Forsaken Land. When I summon your historical projection later, you can project your consciousness over. I need some help and someone to chat with."

After thinking for a while, Renekton nodded and said, "Okay."

With Steam and Eternal Sun watching over them, it would be difficult for Renekton to go to Backlund in person and take away the trait that was withheld by the Genie through William Augustus I. He could only wait for Roselle to gather it on his own.

Fortunately, the resurrection of the "Black Emperor" cannot reverse the unstoppable order. Even as a higher-level lamp god, he can only temporarily delay the progress.

Retracting his scattered thoughts, Renekton suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Klein and said:

"There is a city at the edge of the gray fog. There are some survivors from before the Cataclysm living in it." Klein's expression became a little complicated. After a brief silence, he let "World" Gehrman Sparrow speak:

“I have reached them and am currently spreading the light of my Lord to them.”

At the easternmost part of the God-Forsaken Land, at the edge of a magnificent barrier composed of countless gray and white mists, Klein stood calmly holding a dim lantern.

Looking at the gray-white mist that connected the earth and the sky in front of him and stretched infinitely to both sides, he knew without divination that this was the mist that was stepped on by everyone every time the Tarot Club was convened.

After a long silence, he raised his hand and summoned Renekton's historical projection from the historical gap. After a brief confusion, Renekton's historical projection became vivid and lively.

Looking at the familiar gray mist in front of him, Renekton shook his head calmly and said:

"The other side of this fog is the legendary Western Continent, the homeland of the elves, and the place where the Heavenly Lord sealed many 'source substances'."

"I have been here before and tried to attack this seal, but failed."

"If you continue walking along this gray fog, you will find the traces I left behind in less than two days."

Klein nodded slightly and said calmly, "I've seen it."

After a two-second pause, he continued:
"I have tried to use my own extraordinary abilities, Mr. Azik's historical projections, and even the historical projections of the 'Box of the Ancients', but none of them could really open this gray fog."

"But I have also discovered that the high-sequence abilities of the three paths of 'Fortune Teller', 'Apprentice', and 'Thief' can provoke the greatest reaction from this gray fog, but that's all."

Renekton nodded slightly and walked forward, while complex and illusory symbols condensed in his eyes one after another, creating an illusory and vast torrent of information, which converged into a series of "lights" that were not bright, clear, or colorless.

This light has no substance and is difficult to detect with the naked eye. Ordinary extraordinary people can only rely on their own spiritual intuition to determine its existence.

Under Renekton's manipulation, layer after layer of "light" turned into a tide, continuously hitting the gray fog in front, submerged in the gray fog, without causing a single ripple.

Renekton was not surprised, nor was he discouraged. He stretched out his right hand with no change in expression, and a ball of slowly rotating star sand quickly formed in his palm.

One after another, stars appeared around, densely packed, dazzling, and casting one ray of brilliance after another.

The light around them grew brighter and brighter, creating a blinding daylight in the deep darkness.

Feeling the dazzling light and restless spirits around him, Klein couldn't help but warn:
"Control your movements. I don't want to run into Amon again when I turn around."

"Then just throw His clone in there and see what effect it has."

Despite saying so, Renekton still restrained the strange phenomena brought about by the release of power, and tried his best to gather the bright and clear starlight, turning it into a vortex of starlight that was growing larger and faster, as if it could cover a metropolis like Backlund.

The vortex of sparkling bright starlight seemed to be moving slowly, but it was actually approaching the gray fog ahead very quickly.

Under the bright and clear starlight, the gray fog was quickly decomposed and purified, and a deep and dark passage was forcefully created.

The gray fog in front seemed endless, and the distance between the vortex of starlight and the person standing outside the fog was visibly increasing, and finally became a small star-like dot in the night sky in the field of vision, until it was submerged by the gray fog and disappeared completely.

As the gray fog surged, the deep and dark passage that stretched forward was filled again.

After a moment, Klein came to his senses and let out a long breath and sighed:

"How thick is this gray fog? It seems like there is no end in sight?"

"Perhaps it stretches for thousands of miles, or perhaps it is not even as thick as a wall. Tianzun is best at deceiving and fooling people. A kettle can trap the lamp god, so it is not surprising that a wall can block many 'source substances'."

Renekton sighed with a complicated expression, then turned and walked behind him, approaching the people from Moon City who had been watching from a distance.

Standing at the front was the high priest of Moon City, an old man covered in dark brown animal skins.

Compared to the last time Renekton saw him, he was obviously much more energetic and healthier. His messy gray hair was now filled with dark blue hair. Although his face was still covered with real wrinkles, he had a more lively temperament.

(End of this chapter)