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  Chapter 116 Plague Doctor (Monthly Ticket Request!!!)

  After going back and forth between various shops, it took an afternoon to finally buy all kinds of materials.

  Renekton converted a bedroom on the second floor into a utility room, which is now filled with all kinds of materials he bought.

  "Bugs Bunny, come and help me make some special clay."

  Renekton called Bugs Bunny, who was lying on the sofa and eating fruit, to help. The farmer's path is very suitable for this kind of hard work.

  Renekton himself took out a quill and parchment and wrote a story on it, or a description of a monster:

  Plague Doctor: Kalasius, they wear bird-beaked masks, hold crutches or rattles in their hands, and wear black robes. They wander in the dark and are as terrifying as the god of death.

  The quill was stained with ink made from ritual materials, and a legend of a bird-beaked doctor was written on the parchment. Then a pattern of a bird-beaked mask was drawn on the parchment.

  Renekton himself didn't know whether this legend was true or false, but anyway, it was not used for mysterious reappearance, so it didn't matter whether it was true or false.

  With the clay made by Bugs Bunny, he molded the outline of a plague doctor, carved out the details with a carving knife, and colored it. Finally, he carved a ring representing the spirit world warlock and his own pattern on the base.

  "It's that simple, a lifelike plague doctor figure is done." Renekton took the figure he made and placed it in the sun to admire it.

  Bugs Bunny, who was standing by, looked at the failed products piled up to the height of the table and shook his rabbit head speechlessly.

  Renekton randomly mixed a portion of the doctor's extraordinary characteristics with some materials, mixed it into a bottle of failed magic potion, and poured it on the finished plague doctor figure.

  Under the bird-beak mask of the plague doctor figure, which was originally a bit rough, it seemed that a pair of scarlet eyes emerged.

  Bugs Bunny, who was standing by, looked at the Plague Doctor figurine. He felt uncomfortable and took two steps back. He whispered,

  "Boss, I feel this thing is so evil! I feel uneasy."

  "It's alive, but not completely alive. Some spirits are growing!"

  The crow Anu was also attracted by the movement here and stared at the Plague Doctor figurine in Renekton's hand with caution.

  Renekton looked at the crow in surprise. He didn't expect that it could see the difference of this figurine.

  Thinking that the crow, as an extraordinary creature of the Death Path, might be able to see something that he couldn't see, he asked curiously,

  "What else can you see?"

  The crow shook his head and said hesitantly,

  "I can only feel that it is evil, but also sacred."

  "Yeah."

  Renekton nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

  This feeling of both evil and sacredness was in line with his understanding of the Plague Doctor. Perhaps it was because of his understanding that it moved closer to this direction.

  After the plague doctor's figurine was completed, Renekton quickly prepared the ritual materials, arranged the candles, and drew the mysterious symbol of the hidden sage on the ground. He placed the parchment with the plague doctor's story and the figurine on top.

  He dripped essential oils and hydrosols onto the lit candle, and the candle flame swayed violently. Renekton quickly pulled away, sprinkled herbal powder around, then took a step back and began to chant the spell:

  "The sage who sees through the world, the eyes that peek into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

  "I pray to you, pray for the power of knowledge"

  "I pray that you will give the abstract knowledge the power of substance."

  As the prayer spell was chanted, the light in the room dimmed, and Renekton could clearly feel that the connection between the spiritual world and the real world in the surrounding area was strengthening.

  Bugs Bunny and Crow had retreated from the heart to the corner of the room, watching the movements around them vigilantly.

  The sound of the wind exploded in the room, and the candle flame was stained with a hazy purple glow, swaying.

  Renekton picked up the ritual dagger, cut a wound on his palm, and dripped blood onto the parchment and the figurine on the ground.

  A pair of cold, indifferent, eyelash-less eyes with countless bright stars appeared in the flickering candlelight.

  Then, the parchment and the plague doctor figurine on the ground began to disintegrate rapidly, turning into streams of information, and condensed into an illusory ball of light.

  More information was integrated into this illusory ball of light, until this illusory ball of light was stained with a layer of hazy bronze light and stopped.

  This illusory ball of light began to shrink and restore, and re-formed a more realistic plague doctor figurine.

  "Spread its story, you can draw strength and gradually activate it."

  A piece of information was transmitted to Renekton's mind, and the surrounding visions quickly receded. Only the scattered charred herbal powder in the room and the lifelike figurine on the ground were confirming what had just happened.

  Renekton knew that his attempt had been successful, because at this time, he had already received feedback that part of the mystic tutor potion in his body had been digested.

  Renekton bent down and picked up the plague doctor figurine on the ground. The moment he touched it, a cold, heavy, and dead feeling entered Renekton's mind.

  He picked up the figurine. Renekton stared at the figurine for a long time. He had a feeling that the figurine was looking at him.

  "It has certain characteristics of being alive."     Renekton whispered, then sat back in the armchair next to the desk, and determined the effects and abilities of this figure through dream divination:

  Plague Doctor: Karasius

  has medical skills beyond reality, likes to follow the pace of plague and disease, and is happy to treat every patient in his eyes, but his treatment is often accompanied by powerful side effects. He has the ability to treat serious diseases and sew up souls.

  The figure can be temporarily activated by infusing spirituality and summoning a plague doctor, but it will not absolutely obey orders. It has its own likes and dislikes and judgments.

  "It's a bit useful, but not much!"

  "The good healing ability has mutated into this appearance. Who dares to believe that this is an extraordinary ability from the characteristics of a physician! And it has its own likes and dislikes and judgments, and it may even become an unstable factor during battle."

  After getting the detailed information of the plague doctor, Renekton pondered for a few words in silence.

  Renekton was not particularly satisfied with the work of Plague Doctor:

  "If there are characteristics of the Witch of Pain, or the main materials of the potion, Plague Doctor can be further optimized, and Plague Doctor is more suitable for plague and virus!" However,

  the success of Plague Doctor at least shows that this idea is feasible, and the current Plague Doctor can only be regarded as a semi-finished product. According to Renekton's idea, it still lacks the ability related to plague and virus.

  "As long as there are enough materials, I will be able to raise a large army in the future!"

  Renekton imagined the scene where he waved his hand and groups of Plague Doctors scattered from behind him.

  Renekton planned to find a time to go to the gangs in the East District to test the ability of Plague Doctor and replenish some funds.

  At night, there was some drizzling rain. On the streets of the East District of Backlund, homeless people huddled together under the eaves or under the bridge to avoid the rain and keep warm.

  Under the dim street lights, Renekton walked on the street holding a dark umbrella. It was as if a layer of night covered him. Under the dim light, all the more obvious traces were mysteriously covered.

  Even if they did not concentrate their attention to observe, the people around would subconsciously ignore Renekton walking on the street.

  This is one of the many spells mastered by wizards. After reaching Sequence 5, Renekton has a higher level of understanding and application of spell abilities.

  Through the corresponding materials and spells, Renekton solidified this spell with hidden traces on the dark umbrella. Although the duration was not too long, it was enough for use.

  Renekton came to an underground casino controlled by the gangsters with ease. He was not stopped at all, because those unprofessional on-duty personnel were bragging and chatting by themselves, and did not notice an inconspicuous figure passing by.

  "Bet big! Bet big!"

  "Shit! You should have listened to me!"

  "Hurry up, next one! Next one!"

  Compared with the deserted outside, the casino seemed very lively. Renekton skillfully took out a gold coin to exchange for chips, and then roamed around the many gambling tables by cheating with divination.

  After confirming that he had been targeted, Renekton returned to the casino counter and exchanged the chips for cash. A total of 73 pounds 18 soli and 5 pence were earned.

  Leaving 8 soli and 5 pence as a tip for the counter staff, Renekton shook his wallet full of banknotes twice and walked out of the casino under the greedy or jealous eyes of the people around him.

  The rain outside had stopped at some point. After walking forward for a distance, Renekton opened the black umbrella in his hand again.

  Under the dim street light, he walked forward slowly.

  Thump thump thump~

  There were hurried footsteps and heavy breathing behind him.

  In front of him was a shadow area that was not illuminated by the street lights on both sides. The moment Renekton walked into the shadow, he stepped forward and twisted his body, and threw the umbrella in his hand directly over the head of the person behind him.

  Snap!

  The umbrella hit the man's face hard, and the open umbrella blocked his vision.

  When he threw away the umbrella, standing in front of him was a terrifying figure wearing a beak-shaped mask, holding a cane, and wearing a dark robe.

  The plague doctor just stood there, and the gambler who was originally preparing to rob with a knife panicked instantly. He raised a fruit knife with trembling hands and stepped back in panic.

  "Don't come over here!"

  "I, I have a knife! I'm not afraid of you"

  "You are sick! Don't be afraid! I will cure you!"

  The plague doctor took two steps forward with a cane in his hand. There was a bell hanging on the cane, which made a crisp sound as he moved.

  Renekton discovered a place that the divination had not noticed before. The plague doctor's bell seemed to have the effect of triggering people's inner fear.

  It is not an extraordinary ability, but more like a psychological induction.

  As the creator and user of the Plague Doctor, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh when I saw this scene:

  "This is really a bit perverted. Did I write the image of the Plague Doctor too perverted in my story?" Chapter 117: Karasius's wanted order

  Faced with the Plague Doctor's relentless pressure, the gambler who was planning to rob Renekton with a knife had his psychological defenses broken.

  Staring with bloodshot eyes, holding a fruit knife, he rushed forward with a roar:

  "I'll fight you! I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you!"

  The gambler roared madly, and the fruit knife in his hand stabbed into the body of the Plague Doctor covered in a dark robe again and again.

  Renekton stood in the shadows on the side, frowning and watching this scene. The gambler who suddenly went crazy stabbed the air in front of him again and again. He was still screaming hysterically:

  "Kill you! I'm not afraid of you!"

  He didn't notice that the Plague Doctor who frightened him so much had walked behind him.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  The sound of a thin object breaking through the air was heard.

  The Plague Doctor's cane swung flexibly, blocking the short arrow that broke through the air, and it didn't even move its body.

  The short arrow shot at Renekton was caught by an invisible giant hand and then crushed into a ball of slag.

  "The people sent by the underground casino to kill us have finally arrived, but they look a little weak."

  Renekton whispered softly.

  He casually threw out a handful of herbal powder, muttered "paralysis" in the dragon language, and the herbal powder turned into a light green light and shot out.

  In the shadow in front, a figure quickly fled into the distance. The light green light magically fell on this figure as if it had been predicted, and instantly froze in place.

  The plague doctor gently stomped on the cane in his hand, and the crisp sound of the cane echoed in the gambler's ears.

  The crazy gambler suddenly stopped stabbing the fruit knife, turned his head stiffly, and saw the bird-beak mask that was about to stick to his face.

  "You are sick, very seriously, please don't worry, I will cure you!"

  The hoarse voice of the plague doctor came from behind the cold mask.

  Renekton clearly saw the gambler's eyes widen, and he fell straight down on the muddy street as if he had a heart attack.

  "It didn't use any Beyonder abilities at all. It just relied on its own spiritual interference and the sound of the bell to achieve this! Is this its own talent? Or did the Hidden Sage instill the corresponding knowledge into it?"

  Even though Renekton is now a Sequence Five, his scalp still tingled when he saw the Plague Doctor's operation. Renekton felt that its mastery and application of spirituality far exceeded his own.

  Renekton didn't even give any orders, and the Plague Doctor brought the attacker who was controlled by Renekton's spell in the distance.

  The Plague Doctor dragged the strange Beyonder to the side of the gambler who had fainted from fear, and they lay side by side on the muddy street.

  Under the dim street light, a figure in a black robe and a beak mask was holding a scalpel and gesturing at two people lying motionless on the ground.

  "What are you going to do?"

  Renekton asked.

  "He's sick. I have to perform surgery

  on him so that he can get better." The Plague Doctor did not stop what he was doing. He was still gesturing and calculating something, and replied without even raising his head.

  The attacker, whose body was paralyzed, could not even blink. Only the fear in his eyes proved that he was aware of the outside world.

  "You are sick, very seriously, please don't worry, I will cure you!"

  The Plague Doctor said the same thing to the attacker with fear in his eyes.

  Renekton noticed that the spirit of this strange Extraordinary was already filled with the color representing fear.

  "Where are they sick?"

  Renekton couldn't help but frown and asked.

  In the eyes of his own Secret Eye, the biggest discord between the two people on the ground was the fear caused by the Plague Doctor.

  The Plague Doctor pointed at the gambler and said,

  "His hands and eyes are filled with greed, and he needs treatment."

  He then pointed at the Beyonder next to him and said,

  "His hands are stained with blood, and his chest is filled with discordant desires, and he also needs treatment."

  Renekton's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he couldn't help but ask:     "How do you want to treat them?"

  The plague doctor answered Renekton's question with action. He used a scalpel to remove the gambler's hands, turned them around, and reattached them.

  "When his hands can no longer hold the greed in his heart, his illness will begin to improve."

  The plague doctor said such an ambiguous sentence.

  Then he pointed the scalpel at the extraordinary person next to him. Since the extraordinary person was only paralyzed and did not faint, he saw and heard everything that happened just now. Tears of regret slid from the corners of his eyes, but no one cared.

  "His blood is dirty and needs bloodletting treatment."

  While the plague doctor was speaking, he used a scalpel to cut a long wound on the arm of the extraordinary person, and blood flowed out like water.

  Although he knew that the two people lying on the ground were not good people. One was a crazy gambler who was obsessed with money and wanted to rob him, and the other was a extraordinary person sent by the casino to retrieve money and kill him by the way.

  But watching them being treated by the plague doctor, Renekton still felt a little pitiful for them. Although they would most likely die if they did it themselves, at least they would die happily.

  "Is this why I divined that the Plague Doctor's treatment has great side effects? It's not because his healing ability has mutated, it's purely because he wants to do it!"

  "Damn! This thing is so perverted! I'd better not use it in the future."

  Renekton had already made the decision to seal up the Plague Doctor's figurine.

  The paralysis effect on the Beyonder had passed, but due to excessive blood loss, he no longer had the extra strength to stand up from the ground.

  He could feel that his chest was being cut open by the pervert wearing a bird-beak mask. But he was powerless to resist.

  He turned his head in the direction of Renekton. Although he couldn't see Renekton at all, he still looked at this side with pleading eyes:

  "Kill me! Please, kill me!"

  Renekton raised his hand, and a light blue flame ignited in his palm, and then threw the imitation of the devil's flame at the Beyonder who was begging for death.

  The Plague Doctor stood up and stared at Renekton with dissatisfaction:

  "Their disease has not been cured yet!"

  However, the Plague Doctor did not make any move to attack Renekton, as the spirituality that maintained its existence had been exhausted.

  Under the streetlight, the Plague Doctor's figure turned into dots of translucent light and dissipated, and the Plague Doctor's figurine returned to Renekton's hand.

  "Don't use it unless necessary in the future. Although this thing is not strong, it is a bit weird and perverted."

  Renekton was a little worried that if the horror story of the Plague Doctor spread, it would really come alive.

  Renekton sprinkled some iron-black powder on the gambler who was still breathing weakly, and the spirituality rippled on him like water waves. He completely erased the image of himself and the Plague Doctor in the gambler's mind, and at the same time took certain anti-divination measures.

  After waiting for a while, the Beyonder sent by the casino to kill him had a Beyonder characteristic in his body. After Renekton picked up the characteristic, he directly shuttled back to the house on Minsk Street through the spirit world.

  He put the Plague Doctor's figurine on a cabinet at one side:

  "You'd better keep it as a collection in the future."

  Then he took the newly obtained trait and did a simple divination.

  "It is indeed the assassin's trait. I don't know if there is a witch behind him. Most of the assassin's potions should be spread by those witches. Only newbies who don't understand the market are easily deceived."

  Renekton pondered while holding the assassin's trait.

  If he hadn't been affected by the Plague Doctor's perversion and just wanted to leave there quickly, Renekton would have done a divination through the assassin's spirit, and maybe he could have found a witch.

  He put the assassin's trait in the iron cigarette box and isolated it from the outside world with the spiritual wall. Then he put it on the cabinet next to him with the figurine.

  Renekton thought that the Plague Doctor's matter should end here, but he saw a report about it in the newspaper on the third day, or a wanted notice.

  The newspaper also had the image of the Plague Doctor wearing a bird-beak mask, a black robe, and a cane, as well as its name: Carasius. It is now wanted by the authorities and all the churches in Backlund.

  The newspapers described him as a pervert with excellent medical skills but a twisted mind, who likes to harm innocent passers-by who go out alone at night.

  "It couldn't be that dog-licking mirror in the Mechanical Heart that did it! Fortunately, I'm not there, otherwise I would definitely give it to Amon as a toy."

  Renekton thought this guess was reasonable. The devil's fire also has a certain degree of damage to the spirit, and using psychic communication on the assassin will not get any useful information at all.

  Renekton also dealt with the gambler who survived, making him completely forget the image of himself and the plague doctor. Chapter 118 The Infiltrator of Klein's House

  The Plague Doctor was suddenly wanted in the newspaper. Rumors about this had already spread in Backlund. Renekton was a little worried that the Plague Doctor's figurine would become more active, so he asked the crows at home to watch the figurine every day.

  "Boss, the spirit of that doll has increased a little." Crow Anu reported the situation of the Plague Doctor's figurine on a daily basis.

  Renekton was no longer surprised by this. Since the wanted order was issued in the newspaper, the crows would say this every day.

  "I hope the Plague Doctor can be controlled after being activated, otherwise we can only destroy it."

  Renekton whispered in his heart.

  "Hmm?"

  Renekton's inspiration was triggered, and someone sneaked into Klein's house opposite.

  Renekton walked to the balcony, and the Eye of Secrets directly penetrated the wall, allowing Renekton to see the situation in Klein's house.

  A man with dark skin, thin and sturdy, deep eye sockets, and plateau descent sneaked into Klein's house.

  "The one sent by the Ambassador? Good luck to our Mr. Fool!"

  Renekton muttered to himself, but didn't take it seriously.

  He was just a Sequence 9 hunter, so he wouldn't really kill Klein.

  It was a rainy afternoon, and the sky was a little dim. Renekton, who was flipping through a book on the second-floor balcony, noticed Klein pushing the door and entering the house. After

  thinking for a while, he pulled up Bugs Bunny, who was loosening the soil for the potted plants:

  "Go keep an eye on Klein, and help him if anything unexpected happens."

  Without waiting for Bugs Bunny to reply, several starlights lingered on Bugs Bunny's body, and then Renekton threw him out and landed in front of Klein's door.

  Bugs Bunny, who had just come to his senses and had already landed, scratched his head helplessly, took off the top hat on his head, and pressed the top of the hat against the door. After fixing the hat, Bugs Bunny went straight in, and magically passed through the barrier of the door and entered the house.

  When Bugs Bunny entered Klein's room, he saw Klein being chased, and he kept rolling around in the room to avoid him. The table in the room flipped over, and the chairs broke.

  Both the chaser and the chased noticed the rabbit that suddenly appeared in the room. The rabbit was wearing a bow tie, a small vest, and small shoes, and holding a small shovel with soil in his hand.

  The sudden appearance of Bugs Bunny made Klein feel relieved. Meursault, who was chasing Klein, did not take the pet rabbit seriously.

  The next moment, Bugs Bunny jumped up from the ground and arrived in front of Meursault in the blink of an eye. Meursault felt a sense of crisis at this time. The narrator stopped his movements and stepped back.

  Bang!

  The small shovel that had just been used to loosen the soil hit Meursault's head hard, and the small shovel was deformed under Bugs Bunny's huge force.

  Meursault's body leaned back, and for a moment he felt dizzy and couldn't even think.

  Klein stared at the violent rabbit with wide eyes, but he quickly reacted.

  While Meursault hadn't recovered from Bugs Bunny's shovel, Klein picked up the standard and contract on the coffee table, shook his wrist, and the contract in his hand shot out like a flying knife.

  The standard contract accurately pierced Meursault's throat, and blood with a little foam flowed out. Meursault fell directly to the ground.

  "Huh~ Thank you!"

  Klein let out a long breath and turned to Bugs Bunny, who was feeling sorry for his shovel.

  "Woo~ My shovel is broken!"

  Bugs Bunny was immersed in the sadness of losing his shovel and ignored Klein.

  Klein twitched the corner of his mouth. He was a big living person, but he was not as attractive as a shovel. He took a deep breath, walked to Bugs Bunny, half squatted down and said:

  "I'll buy you a small shovel tomorrow as a thank you for saving me just now. Is there anything else you want?"

  Bugs Bunny raised his head and asked with his big red eyes:

  "Can you farm?"

  "No."

  Klein shook his head.

  Bugs Bunny then asked:

  "Can you do experiments?"

  "Experiments? What experiments? Uh. I don't know how to do them either."

  Klein said a little embarrassedly.

  Bugs Bunny shook his head in disappointment:

  "Forget it, you can't do anything and you can't help me work!"

  Klein felt that he was despised by a rabbit.

  "I have to go back to loosen the soil. Goodbye. If you want to eat fruit, you can come to me. I grow a lot of fruits with different flavors."

  Bugs Bunny waved his paw, then turned around and jumped to open the door, picked up the top hat on the ground, put it on his head again, and quickly ran back to the house across the street.     Watching Bugs Bunny hopping away, Klein couldn't help but sigh:

  "Do animals need to have so many skills now?"

  Then he looked at his messy living room, foyer, and dining room, feeling a little helpless. After all, these furniture belonged to the landlord, and he would have to pay a sum of money to compensate.

  Klein walked to Meursault's body with a silent expression and used a spiritual ritual to divine.

  Through the spiritual ritual, Klein found the mastermind behind Meursault's assassination, the ambassador of the Republic of Intis stationed in Backlund.

  He picked up a hunter's extraordinary characteristics from Meursault's body, and then began to worry about how to deal with Meursault's body.

  "The boss said you can choose to call the police, or if you find it troublesome, you can let him deal with it, but the boss said that his way of dealing with it will be simple and rough."

  Holding a bunch of colorful fruits, Bugs Bunny returned to Klein's living room.

  "Call the police?"

  Klein hesitated. This option sounded a bit outrageous. His identity was already shady, and now this matter involved an ambassador.

  As for the simple and rough handling method at the end, Klein subconsciously thought that the other party wanted to destroy the body, which was consistent with Klein's understanding of Al Tynes.

  Klein was not opposed to the method of destroying the body, but he did not trust the investor of the hidden sage who suddenly appeared, so he chose to handle it himself, even though it was much more troublesome.

  Bugs Bunny skillfully placed the fruit on the sofa that was still intact, and took out a gold coin from the decorative pocket on the chest of the vest and handed it to Klein:

  "The boss asked me to give it to you. He said that when you are undecided, you should use divination. This is a problem that every divination expert has."

  Klein took the gold coin held in Bugs Bunny's paw with a dark face. Although the other party's behavior was very considerate, he felt a hint of ridicule.

  Klein finally decided to do divination, because the result obtained in this way was the safest. However, he did not use the gold coin handed over by Bugs Bunny, but took off the pendulum in his left wrist cuff and used his own tools to do divination.

  "I should call the police!"

  "I should call the police!"

  He closed his eyes and repeated the divination sentence several times. After he finished, Klein saw the yellow crystal pendant rotating clockwise.

  Bugs Bunny picked up a fruit given to Klein and ate it while curiously watching Klein's divination.

  It found that Klein's divination method was different from that of its boss. Its boss always liked to close his eyes or toss coins to do divination.

  After Klein did divination several times and determined how to deal with the body, Bugs Bunny asked curiously:

  "Why do you always toss the pendant to do divination?"

  "Huh? This is a relatively simple and practical divination method. I am more accustomed to using this divination method."

  "Why do you ask this question?"

  Klein was a little curious after answering Bugs Bunny's question. This rabbit seemed to know a lot about divination.

  "My boss likes to throw things to do divination. He said that throwing something is more ritualistic. Hiccup~"

  Bugs Bunny finished a fruit in the time it took to say a few words.

  "Sense of ceremony?" Klein didn't care much about this. He personally preferred practical things.

  "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

  Klein asked curiously.

  "My name is Bugs Bunny. The boss gave me this name. " Bugs

  Bunny had no idea where this name came from. He just thought it was a little strange.

  "Bugs Bunny?"

  The familiar name made Klein stunned for a moment. He suspected that there were other travelers in this world besides himself and Russell, such as the boss of this rabbit!

  This name was completely not the style of this world. It could basically be ruled out as an accidental coincidence.

  "To be able to give this name, that Al is either a traveler himself or has come into contact with a traveler."

  Klein was a little excited when he thought of this. In this strange world, he seemed to have met a fellow countryman. And he was not a deceased fellow countryman like Russell.

  In order to confirm his thoughts, Klein continued to ask:

  "Did your boss give any other animals names?"

  Bugs Bunny looked at Klein strangely:

  "There is also a silly crow Anu. It is my little brother."

  "Anu?"

  Klein thought about it for a long time without any sense of familiarity. The excitement that had just surged in my heart faded away a lot.  Chapter 119 Playing the Gravedigger

  After Bugs Bunny left, Klein was busy dealing with the body and then called the police.

  He finally got out of the police station with the help of Jurgen, the lawyer next door. He wanted to ask Al, who lived across the street, about the name of the rabbit and how to solve the problem of being assassinated by the ambassador. But he was invited by the maid of the landlord next door to discuss the issue of compensation.

  "My detective career actually started with a loss!"

  Klein looked at the horrible room and couldn't help but sigh.

  "Are you going to find me?"

  Renekton's figure appeared in the somewhat messy living room and sat naturally on the well-preserved sofa.

  Perhaps because the characteristics of the sage in his body were gradually merging with himself, Renekton found that his divination and intuition were getting stronger and stronger.

  For example, now, not long after Klein had the idea of ​​talking to him, Renekton had a corresponding premonition in his heart.

  Klein was startled by the figure that suddenly appeared in his room. He had just experienced an assassination, and he wanted to throw a few tarot cards at him reflexively.

  "Can't you just go through the door? Don't appear and disappear all the time."

  Klein couldn't help but complain.

  "Next time!"

  Renekton replied without sincerity, and then changed the subject:

  "What do you want to talk to me about? Deal with the ambassador of Intis?"

  "How do you know everything?"

  Klein didn't answer Renekton's words. Instead, he was a little puzzled that the other party always looked like he knew everything. Klein even suspected that this guy was spying on him every day when he had nothing to do.

  "Everyone has some secrets. For example, I am quite good at prophecy!"

  Renekton thought of a reason and explained.

  Klein nodded, without showing whether he believed it or not, and continued to ask:

  "Since you can predict, how do you think I should solve this matter?"

  "Do you want me to protect you for a while, or do you want me to deal with the ambassador?"

  "Can't you choose both options at the same time?"

  "If you find someone else to protect you, there will be additional developments."

  "My suggestion is that it's worth a try!"

  Renekton still hopes that Klein can get in touch with Miss Sharon and the others, which can not only cause trouble for the Rose School, but also increase his friendly forces.

  "Extra expansion? Worth a try?"

  Klein pondered. He felt that the other party was guiding him to make this choice. After thinking for a moment, he did not rush to give an answer, but asked the ambassador's question:

  "How are you going to deal with the ambassador?"

  "Ten thousand gold pounds, I will kill him."

  Renekton directly quoted the bounty price that Miss Justice had set for the ambassador.

  "You still want money?"

  Klein widened his eyes and looked at Renekton in disbelief. He was talking to the other party about such a serious topic, but the other party talked to him about money.

  "I don't have money! For Mr. Fool's sake, can I buy it on credit?"

  Klein said this without confidence. But he really couldn't take out ten thousand gold pounds, not even a thousand gold pounds. He could only hope that the other party would let him buy it on credit for Mr. Fool's sake.

  "Of course, you can also ask Mr. Fool to issue a bounty for you at the party every Monday."

  Renekton nodded and agreed. Miss Justice still had a bounty to give to Mr. Fool's followers. Instead of letting the Aurora Society make money, it would be better for him to make money.

  "Well, I understand."

  Klein nodded. Even if the other party didn't say this, he would have announced the bounty for the ambassador at the Tarot Club next week.

  "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

  Renekton stood up and prepared to leave.

  "Wait a minute! Why did you name your rabbit Bugs Bunny?"

  Klein hurriedly stopped Renekton who was about to enter the spirit world and asked him the question he was most concerned about.

  "Bugs Bunny? Don't you think this name is suitable for a rabbit that walks on two legs?"

  Renekton paused as he stepped into the spirit world. He didn't expect that his identity would be exposed from the name Bugs Bunny, but he didn't think about this problem when naming the rabbit.

  "I'm going to take my crow to a cemetery in the suburbs to dig graves. Let's talk next time!"

  Renekton casually gave a reason and stepped into the spirit world and left Klein's house.     "Does a rabbit walking on two legs fit this name well? Al, could you be another time traveler?"

  The more Klein thought about it, the more he felt that his thoughts might be correct.

  Thinking back to the last Tarot meeting, when the Hanged Man provided Mr. Fool Russell's diary, the other party did not react much, and seemed not to care about being able to read Russell's diary. Klein gradually confirmed his guess.

  Returning to the house across the street, Renekton's mouth curled up. He could already guess Klein's current expression. This was the effect he wanted.

  "Compared to the answers given by others, fortune tellers believe in the answers they find more."

  Renekton murmured in his heart.

  "Let's go to the cemetery and see if we can help you digest the potion."

  As he said that, Renekton grabbed the crow that was staring at the plague doctor figurine and turned to step into the spirit world.

  Through the spirit world shuttle, Renekton brought the crow Anu to a more remote cemetery outside Backlund.

  Renekton looked around the cemetery and made sure that no one would suddenly break in. He then placed the crow on a tombstone and said,

  "Try to communicate with the spirits here, and then use the prepared potion and ritual magic to turn the bodies buried here into zombies, and see if you can play the role of a gravedigger."

  "Okay, boss."

  The crow Anu raised his neck, and a faint fluorescence flashed in his eyes, like a dead spirit in the dark night.

  Renekton stepped back a distance and let Anu communicate with the spirits around him slowly.

  If Anu was not a crow and could not dig the soil with a small shovel like Bugs Bunny, Renekton would not have let it turn the bodies in the cemetery into zombies to play the role of a gravedigger.

  After all, these were bodies that had already been buried in the cemetery, and Renekton felt that this practice was somewhat blasphemous to the dead.

  "I feel like if this goes on, my favorability with the Goddess of Night will get lower and lower."

  "No, my favorability with the Goddess was negative to begin with. As soon as I appeared, I went to someone's church and stole the church's things."

  Thinking of what he had done since coming to Loen, Renekton felt that the Goddess of Night might bless him with bad luck at any time.

  Crow Anu quickly communicated with the spirits in the cemetery and sprinkled the prepared potions on several selected graves. He also took out the prepared ritual materials and placed them in the corresponding positions.

  This is a ritual to communicate with the underworld to borrow power. It can increase the power of the dead realm in a small range and make the corpse appear to be a zombie.

  With the potion sprinkled before, a cold wind soon blew in this area of ​​the cemetery. Renekton retreated a distance again, away from the place filled with the smell of dead spirits. The sound of soil being penetrated was

  heard

  , and a pale arm with obvious signs of decay stretched out from a grave.

  Then more graves were dug up, and zombies emerged one after another, their bodies all decayed to varying degrees.

  Seeing this, Anu the Crow immediately began to communicate with the spirits possessing these zombies, and asked them to wander around the cemetery several times according to the prior agreement, and then return to the graves from which they had emerged.

  After all the zombies had returned to the graves, Renekton sprinkled gray-black sunflower powder in the distance. After the powder burned in the air, it emitted a fierce but not irritating golden light, which flowed forward like water waves. The

  golden light purified the dead spirits in this area. Those corpses that were originally animated also lost their activity again and turned back into ordinary corpses.

  The spirits that had originally stayed in this area had left the purified area after absorbing enough dead spirits.

  "How is it? Are there any signs of digestion of the potion?"

  Renekton walked up to Anu the Crow and asked.

  "No, there is no sign of digestion at all. I think this seems to go against the role of the gravedigger."

  Crow Anu shook his head and said in confusion.

  On Sunday, Renekton looked at Klein, who was busy going in and out and re-arranging furniture across from him, and sat leisurely on the second-floor balcony, enjoying the rare sunshine in Backlund and tasting coffee.

  His spirituality was touched, and Renekton put down the book in his hand, stretched out his hand and gently grasped it in the air. A light yellow paper with a golden sun pattern fell steadily into Renekton's hand.

  "My leisurely, 5,000-pound pirate, Mr. Al Tynes, good afternoon.

  I didn't expect that your life after leaving Feynaport would be so fulfilling, but as a noble vampire, I still have to remind you that if your bounty continues to increase, it will spread to the inland areas of Feynaport.

  Also, I have handed over the mushrooms you sent last time to the people of the Earth Church. They are very kind to mushrooms, but their attitude towards Frank is very complicated.

  His Excellency the Archbishop asked me to tell you that if you go to Backlund, you can go to find Father Utravsky of the Harvest Church over there. This priest seems to need some help."

  The last signature is: a noble vampire baron, Yas.

  "Father Utravsky? The Earth Church knows about this priest's situation, but didn't help solve it?"

  "But, Baron? The Earth Church actually provided him with magic potions? It seems that this vampire is doing quite well in the Earth Church."

  Renekton sighed in his heart. It can only be said that Lilith is quite caring for her own people. Chapter 120 Pure Unicorn

  Renekton wrote back to the proud Yas, telling him about the separation of Paz and Elisa.

  The cat had changed from a domestic cat to a wild cat, becoming a pirate cat on the Future, and was unwilling to leave.

  Unexpectedly, Yas soon wrote back again:

  Don't worry about it, Elisa has already told me in the letter that she and Paz were separated. Paz was not a quiet cat, always thinking about adventures everywhere, and he should be very satisfied with his current life.

  He sent the letter back to the spirit world.

  Renekton suddenly had the inspiration for the next figurine, picked up a pen, leaned over the small table on the balcony and wrote a new story:

  Holy Unicorn: It is shaped like a white horse, with a spiral horn on its forehead and a pair of wings like light; it is a symbol of nobility, pride and purity, and has the power of healing.

  When writing the story about the unicorn, Renekton had already thought about what materials to use to make it.

  After listing the materials needed, Renekton found that he couldn't come up with any of them:

  "Do you want to find a Beyonder party to join? But these materials are not easy to find in the low-end Beyonder circle, and I don't have enough money if I continue like this!"

  After thinking for a long time, Renekton decided to go to Mr. Huang to see if he could get some materials for free. The magical items made can be split 50-50. Although He can't use them, the Church of Knowledge will definitely need them.

  Thinking of this, Renekton immediately took action, took out the ritual materials, quickly arranged a ritual, and sent the Plague Doctor's hand model to the library deep in the spirit world.

  Then he also summoned the ring through meditation, allowing his spiritual body to come to the library in the spirit world.

  Mr. Huang sat in a reclining chair, with a stack of books and a cup of steaming black tea on a small table on the side. He held a Plague Doctor's hand model in his hand and observed it carefully.

  Renekton stared at the hand model held by Mr. Huang, not knowing how to start for a moment, so he simply stood aside and waited for Mr. Huang to observe the hand model and give his evaluation.

  "The abilities of the Emperor of Knowledge are somewhat like mysterious reappearances. It seems that you haven't completed this sculpture yet, and it lacks the abilities related to diseases."

  "Aren't you worried that mixing the characteristics of completely unrelated pathways together will become uncontrollable?"

  Mr. Huang said as he looked at the Plague Doctor figurine in his hand.

  "You can even tell what the missing part is?"

  Renekton was a little surprised. Mr. Huang was obviously not the Eye of All-Seeing, but he gave him a feeling of knowing everything.

  "You didn't add confidentiality measures to it."

  Mr. Huang said, reaching out and wiping the figurine. A little bit of brass light quickly outlined a mysterious symbol on the figurine, and then disappeared quickly.

  "Now I have it."

  "Did you come to me for this sculpture?"

  Before Renekton could answer, Mr. Huang continued to talk on his own:

  "I can agree to your conditions on behalf of the Church of Knowledge, but you need to put the finished sculpture in this library."

  "Put it in the library? Why?"

  Renekton asked in confusion.

  Mr. Huang threw the Plague Doctor figurine in his hand to the side. The figurine turned into starlight in the air, twisted and expanded, and finally formed a 1:1 restored Plague Doctor statue.

  If he hadn't felt the breath of life from it, Renekton would have almost thought it was a living Plague Doctor.

  "Put it here, and every spirit world warlock can use the connection with the library to summon its projection through ritual magic. Although it will be weakened to a certain extent, it is also a good method in the middle and low sequences."

  Renekton couldn't think of any reason to refuse Mr. Huang's proposal.

  This kind of ritual magic to summon projections should also be considered a secret art. Although it is not done by oneself, it can also allow oneself to digest part of the secret art tutor potion in the body.

  "Okay, but when I need it, can I take its body from the library for a period of time?"

  "Yes, but not for too long."

  Mr. Huang nodded. Then he added:

  "Don't make sculptures that are too evil in the future. The Church of Knowledge is a righteous church, not a cult organization."

  "Uh, okay, I will try my best to create a more positive image, but the final effect of the product is not something I can control!"

  Renekton touched his nose awkwardly.

  "Write the materials you need on your messenger. I will let it notify you when the materials are moved."

  After saying this, Mr. Huang disappeared in the library.

  Renekton was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw Mr. Huang leave the library. He didn't know whether he went to notify the Church of Knowledge or something happened just now.

  Renekton found a book in the library and flipped through it for a while. He left the library when his spirituality could no longer support it. Renekton,

  in a good mood, took Bugs Bunny and Anu the Crow out for a big meal. The only regret was that Backlund's restaurant did not have pet meals.

  On the way home, he happened to meet Klein, who was dressed as a worker. The two looked at each other. Klein turned his head awkwardly and greeted him:

  "Good evening! Al."

  "Good evening, Mr. Detective, are you going out to investigate clues?"     "No, I'm going to find a bodyguard!"

  Klein replied.

  Renekton smiled knowingly, nodded and said,

  "Good luck!"

  He said hello to Klein, and the two passed by.

  After returning home, he began to prepare for the next figurine. Unknowingly, it was night, and the crimson moonlight was shining. Renekton looked out the window at the night.

  "A full moon night, calculating the time, it's almost time for Miss Magician to join the Tarot Club."

  Renekton muttered to himself.

  Then his eyes were attracted by the movement outside the window. Under the gaze of the Eye of Secrets, everything around him was difficult to see through Renekton's sight.

  "Bugs? Dolls, that fake doll master who doesn't fight with dolls, what a furious person!"

  "I have to do some counter-divination, I can't let him detect my existence through divination, it will be troublesome if the timid diviner dares not to take action."

  Renekton whispered to himself, raised his hand and clenched it in the air, and a dark green scroll made of tree bark flew into Renekton's hand from the locker on the side.

  After the scroll was opened, it quickly self-ignited, turned into a piece of ash, and disappeared into the air.

  Renekton used the scroll to cover up the connection between his existence and Klein. In this way, Master Luo would not be aware of the danger because of his existence when he was divination Klein.

  After doing all this, Renekton returned to his bedroom and prepared to go to bed.

  The next day, Renekton was enjoying his lunch, and inspiration suddenly touched him, and he reached out to catch the golden book messenger that came out of the spirit world.

  "Praise my Lord! May wisdom be with you and me!"

  An exaggerated crack appeared on the cover of the book, which seemed to be made of gold. It opened its mouth and sang praises to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.

  Renekton was no longer surprised by this. Mr. Huang thought this guy was too noisy and did not allow it to speak in the library unless necessary. It

  had no choice but to run to him every day to sing praises to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Although Renekton also found it a bit annoying, it was praising the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Even if it was uncomfortable, it had to listen.

  "My dear master, the materials prepared for you by the Church of Knowledge have been sent to the library. You can take them out now."

  "But can you wait a little longer? I still want to stay here and sing praises to my Lord for a while."

  The voice of the book messenger was flattering.

  Renekton nodded expressionlessly. The book messenger originally had integrity. But since Mr. Huang stopped it from shouting in the library, it could only run to Renekton to sing praises to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. After that, the integrity of this book was like the hair on Bugs Bunny, which kept falling off.

  Bugs Bunny and Anu the Crow, who were also eating lunch at the table, looked at each other, took their food and walked away.

  The Book Messenger sang praises to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in front of Renekton for twenty minutes before reluctantly returning to the spirit world.

  Renekton removed the spell that blocked hearing and left the restaurant.

  He used a ritual on the second floor to take out the materials sent to the library by the Church of Knowledge. He immediately started making a new figurine.

  Although the clay figurine of the unicorn was a bit troublesome, it was completed after having had experience once.

  Renekton put the red crown of the Dawn Rooster, the fruit of the Radiant Contract Tree, the crystal feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon, and a portion of the Physician's Beyonder characteristics into a cup of pure water and mixed them into a cup of potion that was absolutely out of control.

  Then he poured all the potion on the clay figurine of the unicorn. While the figurine had not yet completely absorbed the hodgepodge of potion, Renekton quickly began the ritual of praying to the Hidden Sage.

  "The sage who sees through the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

  "I pray to you."

  The hidden sage responded quickly. The parchment with the unicorn story and the clay figurine that was doused with mixed magic potions were transformed into a ball of data information, condensing into an illusory ball of light.

  More information was poured into this illusory ball of light until it was stained with a layer of hazy bronze light, like a substance.

  This illusory ball of light began to shrink and restore, and finally turned into a holy unicorn with wings made of transparent chips.

  After Renekton picked up the unicorn figurine from the ground, he poured some spirituality into it, wanting to see what the unicorn he made looked like.

  The next moment, the spirituality that was poured was rejected.

  Renekton was stunned for a moment, holding the unicorn figurine, and quickly did a divination.

  His face darkened in an instant:

  the holy unicorn likes noble and pure creatures!