Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 707 Beginning

After finishing his communication with the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", Renekton once again transformed into a torrent of information, ready to find the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" and retrieve the second copy of the characteristics of the "Emperor of Knowledge" from Her.

As if sensing his intention, bright and pure rays of sunlight appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him, forming an impenetrable blockade.

Under the light that distorted even the space, one projection-like picture after another slowly unfolded.

These scrolls are so thin that they seem to have no thickness, yet they give people an extremely heavy feeling, just like the civilization of thousands or tens of thousands of years is so heavy, broad, vast and magnificent.

In the form of a torrent of information, Renekton, who had just broken through the blockade from the Eternal Sun, was directly included in the unfolding picture of civilization.

In the painting of civilization with mottled light and shadow, Medici, who maintained the posture of a fire giant, held a long sword surrounded by purple-red flames and greeted Renekton in a relaxed tone:

"Impolite little fellow, we meet again. Last time you threw me into the depths of the raging sea without a word. Shouldn't you give me something in return this time?"

"I'm considering immersing you in the sea of ​​ruins in the ruins of the Gods' War." Renekton nodded slightly in response.

As he spoke, his figure continued to expand. The surface skin and flesh cracked layer by layer, and eyes grew out that flashed with pure light and seemed to be able to see through everything.

He seemed to have become a combination of countless pieces of information, the embodiment of information and knowledge, receiving and interacting with information all the time.

Under the intersection of countless complex and pure information, except for the eyes that grew out of his body, the rest of his body turned into a dark mass, a wriggling, twisted dark mass.

In the form of a mythical creature, each of his eyes sparkled with pure and clear light, condensing into one complex and illusory symbol after another, pouring a large amount of complex and useless knowledge into Medici's mind.

A faint golden light appeared on the body of the giant burning with purple-red flames. The light flowed like water and gathered into a full body armor, isolating the attacks inflicted by Renekton.

The next second, a huge sword made of orange-red dusk light pierced through the void and jumped out directly from where Renekton was.

The black mass covered with countless eyes instantly vanished, as if it did not exist at all, and easily dodged the sudden attack.

The orange-red sword then shattered into pieces of light spots and debris, which quickly disturbed and turned into an orange-red storm.

Medici waved the Sword of Dawn in his hand, making the rotating "Storm of Light" more violent, sweeping around and covering everything. No matter how Renekton moved, he could not avoid it.

In the orange storm, waves of complex information surged like a torrent in an illusory manner, penetrating the raging "Storm of Light" and rushing directly towards Medici, but were blocked by the pale gold full body armor on his body.

The armor, made of unknown material, had a strong shielding effect on information, making it difficult for him to penetrate this layer of protection and launch an effective attack.

Medici seemed to have foreseen this scene. He swayed slightly, maintaining the "Storm of Light" while laughing:

"The armor I wear comes from the world's most outstanding craftsman, the former 'God of Craftsmen', and now the 'God of Steam and Machinery'. Its function is very simple, but it happens to be targeted at you."

"Are you sure we want to continue fighting? You have no chance of winning this battle, regardless of strategy, strength or equipment."

As Medici spoke, the torrent of disturbed information swirling in the air quickly converged and reconstructed the figure of Renekton.

He looked at the flame giant in front of him, who was wearing pale gold full body armor, and asked calmly, "You seem very confident?"

Medici's answer was to swing the straight sword in his hand vigorously. A greatsword made of orange-red dusk light pierced through the void, burst out from the body of Renekton who had revealed his figure, and pierced his body from the inside.

Under the orange-red light, Renekton's figure quickly shattered and turned into dim yellow flames and dissipated.

Only an extinguished match was left there, shattered and disappeared in the orange-red "storm of light".

"Hehe, when did you become like that little crow, always hiding." Medici glanced at the shattered matches, maintaining a vigilant posture and chuckled.

Renekton's figure appeared behind Medici: "Your taunting skills seem to have regressed."

As he spoke, he pulled the void in front of him with his right hand, and a scene of the ancient sun god being eaten appeared out of thin air.

Under the light gold full body armor, Medici was stunned for a moment, tightened his grip on the straight sword, and then suddenly thrust forward, slashing down with the will to harvest and conquer.

Even though he couldn't see His face at this moment, Renekton knew that His expression must be very ugly.

Medici's action failed. The straight sword in his hand betrayed him and slashed in another direction.

This is not a weapon condensed by his extraordinary ability, but a magical item made from "steam".

He deliberately ignited a flame on it, disguising it as a weapon condensed by his own extraordinary power, just to paralyze Renekton and make him careless. On the straight sword surrounded by flames, the orange-red light suddenly floated for a moment, and then exploded in the pale gold full body armor and in Medici's body.

At the same time, the pale gold armor on his body suddenly shrank inward, as if to squeeze him into meat paste.

Click!Click!
A crisp sound came from Medici, and cracks appeared on his armor, with orange-red light spilling out.

Renekton curled the corners of his mouth, and complex and illusory symbols condensed in his eyes, pouring a large amount of complicated and useless knowledge into Medici's mind.

Medici had no time to prepare himself against the rebellion of the magical item on his body. His body suddenly froze in place, unable to make any unnecessary thoughts or movements.

Without stopping, Renekton continued to raise his hand and pulled at the void in front of him, took out an invisible object, and threw it at Medici.

Medici, whose body was burning with purple-red flames, suddenly became ethereal, as if he had been separated from reality and entered another dimension, unable to interfere with reality.

This is another application of the "Emperor's New Clothes" and hidden powers, which can briefly throw the target out of reality and become a spectator in another dimension.

Without Medici's obstruction, Renekton began to try to destroy the civilization that was closed off from him.

His body expanded rapidly, becoming dark under the infection of countless complex and pure information, and grew eyes that sparkled with pure light.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a human figure as big as a hill, wearing a pitch-black robe and constantly growing eyes.

The black mist quickly gushed out, constantly spreading, quickly filling the entire picture of civilization, madly analyzing and destroying everything inside.

In the Giant King's Court west of the God-Forsaken Land, Klein used the key from Vice Admiral Iceberg to open the door.

A turbulent, dark, sticky, illusory ocean surged out from the hall of the Giant King's Court, easily contaminating the secret doll that Klein dragged out from the pores of history, and tore off a shadow from him along the connection.

Klein's figure walked out of the gap in history. Losing a fake secret doll had no effect on him, but losing his shadow caused his mental state to deteriorate severely.

Around here, the people of Silver City who had been waiting here for a long time looked at Klein who suddenly appeared with surprise and vigilance, with their weapons in their hands ready to go.

Derrick was stunned for a while before he reacted. He recognized the person in front of him as Gehrman Sparrow, the World. He stepped forward with some concern and asked:

"Mr. Shisparo, are you okay?"

"Something's going on." Klein looked up at Derrick, who was half a head taller than him, and his tone sounded extremely depressed.

Colin Iliad, the head of the Silver City Six-Man Council, looked deeply at Klein, then looked towards the Giant King's main hall and said:

"I just felt a very terrifying aura. Just feeling a little bit of it made me tremble. I felt an uncontrollable fear and wanted to escape."

Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an inexplicably frightening smile and said:

"I just used the key given by my Lord to open the door to the Giant King's Court. This caused a change, which seemed to have awakened the existence sleeping inside, and some of its aura leaked out."

"Fortunately, we are lucky. The danger that broke out in the palace did not spread too far, and we were not affected and became part of the danger."

"I think I don't need to explain the danger level here. What do you think? Do you still dare to explore it now?"

“Every time the Silver City exploration team goes on an expedition, they do so with the belief that they might die,” Colin Iliad said in a hoarse voice.

Krahn smiled, and the transparent worms on his face showed off and crawled faster:
“Good awareness.”

"Let's go. Time waits for no one. After solving the problem here, I still have to continue playing the cat and mouse game with Amon."

"People below the level of demigod do not need to participate. You will not be able to do anything except add a few more corpses."

After he finished speaking, Klein turned around and walked straight towards the main hall of the Giant King's Court.

In the ocean evolved from the ruins of the war of gods, an illusory kingdom composed of countless books was projected from the astral realm, breaking the balance between day and night here.

Books were quickly stacked and combined to form an illusory tower, which stretched upwards and into the sky, as if it wanted to enclose the entire world inside itself.

There is a brass eye on every book. The higher you go, the darker it is, and the more it is filled with the atmosphere of madness, destruction, ominousness, and disaster.

(End of this chapter)