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  Chapter 141 Battle in the Dream

  "I am a Dawn Knight, which belongs to the Warrior Path Sequence 6. The characteristics are giant-like strength, high attack power and defense power."

  "The Beyonders of this sequence can condense light into different weapons, and master the Beyonder abilities such as Dawn Armor, Dawn Sword, Light Storm, etc."

  Father Utravsky explained in detail all the Beyonder abilities and characteristics he mastered. Renekton

  nodded repeatedly. As expected of the Warrior Path, in terms of combat power, it is indeed very strong, without too obvious shortcomings.

  If there is a shortcoming, it is probably that the skills mastered are not fancy enough. The Beyonder abilities are very practical, but lack functionality.

  After listening to Father Utravsky's description, Renekton quickly constructed a suitable battle plan in his mind.

  Then he imitated the Beyonder ability of the psychologist, leaving himself with a psychological hint that he could stay rational in the dream, so as to avoid being deceived by Father Utravsky's negative personality using the characteristics of the spiritual world being divided into many layers.

  After giving the psychological hint, Renekton turned to look at Father Utravsky, nodded slightly and said:

  "I'm ready."

  Father Utravsky nodded, handed a piece of ordinary candle to Renekton, and reminded him:

  "This is the Heart Nightmare Candle, which allows the holder to enter the deepest part of the target's mind and materialize the corresponding scene."

  "It should be noted that you cannot stay in the spiritual world for more than five minutes, and you cannot be killed, otherwise your spirit will die and your body will become a vegetable."

  "I know."

  Renekton nodded slightly, and then lit the Heart Nightmare Candle.

  The moment the candle was lit, Renekton felt that the environment around him began to change. The psychological hints left to him before and the characteristics of the Heart Nightmare Candle allowed Renekton to maintain sufficient clarity and rationality in the spiritual world.

  Renekton felt as if his consciousness was constantly falling, and he felt that the surrounding environment was falling.

  Until everything stabilized, Renekton was already on a deck full of fog.

  Renekton looked around, and the visibility on the deck was only a dozen meters under the fog. Renekton took steps cautiously, leaving a clattering sound on the deck.

  Just after taking two steps, Renekton suddenly had a picture of himself being stabbed from behind.

  "Prophecy?" A word flashed through Renekton's mind, and then inspiration was triggered.

  Renekton quickly bent down and stepped forward and rolled around. Before he could get up, a huge sense of crisis came again. Renekton

  had to roll to the side again, and a two-handed sword fell where Renekton had just been, bringing up a burst of sawdust.

  "Light!" Renekton whispered a word in the dragon language before he got up.

  A blue-white light appeared in his eyes, his pupils shrank, and then a dazzling light burst out.

  The next moment, an invisible wave spread out, and Wei Ya, like a giant dragon, appeared on the deck. The psychologist's deterrence ability followed.

  After interrupting the offensive rhythm of Father Utravsky's negative personality, Renekton stood up from the deck again and took two steps back.

  The effect of the spell flash had passed, and the deck was once again covered in fog. Renekton also saw the image of Father Utravsky's negative personality clearly.

  He looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with light and sparse eyebrows, and not-so-obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, cheeks, and mouth. He was over two meters and twenty meters tall, with a very strong physique, and dressed like a sea sailor.

  Overall, he looked like a younger version of Father Utravsky.

  While looking at Father Utravsky's negative personality, Renekton used the power of an astrologer to condense the bright starlight around him, one after another, to create a huge transparent amber.

  The two-handed sword in the hand of Father Utravsky's negative personality was covered with a layer of light like the morning light, giving people a sharp, solid, heavy and generous feeling.

  The next moment, this exaggerated morning light giant sword slashed on the transparent amber around Renekton, leaving a trace of light.

  Renekton didn't care about the attack of the negative personality. This transparent amber barrier was not something a Dawn Knight could cut through with just one or two strikes.

  Renekton, who was originally very satisfied with his defensive effect, saw Father Utravsky's negative personality wielding the Dawn Greatsword in his hand like a one-handed sword, and even swung out sword flowers.

  The transparent amber in front of him was quickly covered with traces like the light of the morning sun, as if it would break at any time.

  Renekton's eyes were surrounded by blue-white fluorescence.

  "Frost!" The word in the dragon language was gently uttered from his mouth, and crystal clear streams of light fell from the air around him. These streams of light fell on the deck and quickly covered the surroundings with a thick layer of frost.     The negative personality wielding the Dawn Greatsword was covered with layers of light, which condensed on the surface of the body like a substance, forming a full-body armor.

  The light fell on the armor and formed layers of ice crystals, freezing Father Utravsky's negative personality in a piece of ice crystal.

  Dense cracks appeared on the ice crystals, and Father Utravsky's negative personality could escape at any time. Renekton waved his hand lightly, and the transparent amber that had been chopped and full of marks turned into starlight and dissipated.

  Renekton, who was already proficient in fighting in dreams, no longer hesitated and went all out.

  The next moment, stars appeared one after another around him, densely packed and dazzling. These stars cast one after another brilliance, converging into a magnificent pillar of light.

  Father Utravsky's negative personality, who had just broken free from the blockade of the ice crystals, was enveloped by the pillar of light, and the dawn armor on his body was dissolved by the starlight, crumbling and dissipating bit by bit, and the Dawn Greatsword in his hand also began to disintegrate.

  Father Utravsky's negative personality wanted to break out of the range of the starlight, but the dense, not yet completely disintegrated ice crystals around him hindered his steps.

  Father Utravsky's negative personality had to stop, and the Sword of Dawn in his hand burst into an inconspicuous light, and then inserted the Sword of Dawn into the deck in front of him, and the giant sword disintegrated.

  Pieces of morning light fragments, dense and countless, formed a flickering and violent sharp hurricane. It confronted the giant pillar of light formed by the intersection of starlight.

  Under the control of Father Utravsky's negative personality, the storm of light attacked Renekton, and at the same time was constantly dissolved by the starlight, and failed to really break out of the range of the starlight.

  The confrontation lasted for about a minute, and the light storm of the Knight of Dawn gradually weakened. Father Utravsky's negative personality was completely swallowed up by the giant pillar of light formed by the intersection of starlight.

  Father Utravsky's negative personality did not last long under the starlight, and was soon completely destroyed.

  The scene reflected by the Nightmare Candle gradually faded and disappeared. Renekton found himself still holding the Nightmare Candle tightly, standing two meters in front of Father Utravsky.

  Father Utravsky sat quietly in his seat, and everything just now seemed to be just a dream.

  After coming to his senses, Renekton returned the Nightmare Candle to Father Utravsky.

  Father Utravsky took the Nightmare Candle handed over by Renekton, and a rare smile appeared on his face. After bowing and thanking him, he said:

  "Thank you for your help. I can feel that the negative personality in my body has been completely eliminated. This battle is cleaner and neater than I expected."

  "It is important to prepare in advance, and I am already a Sequence 5 Beyonder, which gives me a great advantage in facing your negative personality."

  Renekton explained with a smile, and then found a place to sit down nearby.

  Father Utravsky nodded slightly and asked:

  "What kind of reward do you need?"

  "The formula of the pharmacist's potion, plus let me, the rabbit, stay here. There is enough space for him to grow plants."

  Renekton brought Bugs Bunny, who was sitting quietly on the side, over and put him in front of Father Utravsky.

  Father Utravsky looked at Bugs Bunny and easily determined that it was an extraordinary creature. He asked curiously:

  "Is it taking the potion of the cultivator's path?"

  "Yes, it is now a harvest priest."

  Renekton nodded slightly.

  However, Bugs Bunny's harvest priest potion has not been digested yet, which is why Renekton wants it to take care of the Harvest Church for a while, hoping that it can have the opportunity to play and digest the potion here.

  Father Utravsky nodded slightly: "No problem."

  Bugs Bunny was flipping the top hat on his head unhappily. It didn't want to be a rabbit here.

  Bugs Bunny had experienced too many battles during the time he followed Renekton at sea, which had caused too much damage to his little heart. He had always believed that the outside world was so dangerous and that battles would break out at any time.

  Father Utravsky stood up and left the church hall to get paper and pen to write down the pharmacist's formula. As soon as he walked to the door at the back of the church, the door was pushed open from the other side.

  A man with black hair and red eyes, his hair combed back at an angle, who looked about 27 or 28 years old, handsome, with undisguised arrogance between his eyebrows, walked out from behind the door.

  Renekton sensed the fluctuations of the spirit world, and when he looked up, he saw a young man who was looking at Father Utravsky, or to be more precise, a young vampire.

  "Um, sorry, I think I may be lost." Chapter 142 The Unlucky

  Vampire The unlucky vampire Emlyn White, who got lost here, explained to Father Utravsky with an embarrassed look on his face.

  Perhaps it was because Father Utravsky's mountain-like figure was too oppressive, Emlyn White's first reaction was to find a chance to escape, and he did so.

  With the speed that the vampires were proud of, Emlyn's figure was like a black shadow, running out at a very fast speed, but was immediately stopped by Father Utravsky.

  Father Utravsky was a little angry that a strange vampire broke into the church without his knowledge. The other party's attempt to escape made the priest more suspicious that the strange vampire had another purpose and appeared in the church.

  A thick black fog spread behind Emlyn, transforming into a group of palm-sized illusory vampire bats, rushing towards Father Utravsky.

  Renekton shook his head as he watched from the side. Emlyn was also a stubborn guy who used dark spells in front of a dawn knight.

  Father Utravsky paused for a moment. The next moment, the entire church was filled with the bright and holy morning light. Although it was not as good as the light of the light praying man, it was enough to dispel some dark spells.

  The vampire bats that Emlyn had transformed into were quickly melted away. Father Utravsky stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the surrounding light condensed into a chain.

  Emlyn, who was shrouded in the morning light, had not yet reacted when he was caught by Father Utravsky.

  Emlyn, who was firmly tied by the chain condensed by the morning light, struggled for a long time but could not break free. In the end, he could only glare at Father Utravsky with gritted teeth and roared a few words:

  "Damn it! How can you treat a noble vampire like this!"

  "Why did you break into the church? What is your purpose!"

  Father Utravsky questioned Emlyn very seriously.

  "I said it all, I just got lost by accident!"

  Emlyn defended himself.

  Renekton and Bugs Bunny watched this scene with great interest. Bugs Bunny even took out a fruit and started to eat it. This was much more interesting than growing fruits at home.

  Under the pressure of Father Utravsky, Emlyn handed over the master key that made him lost, and stared at Father Utravsky angrily, feeling aggrieved but unable to speak.

  "Haha!" Renekton, who was watching the show, couldn't help laughing.

  "What are you laughing at?"

  Renekton's laughter stimulated the nervous vampire.

  Renekton stared at Emlyn, who had been untied but didn't realize that he had no urge to escape from the church. He shook his head slightly and said,

  "A vampire who ran into the Church of the Earth, do you think you can leave without leaving anything behind?"

  "It's the vampire! What do you mean? I've already handed over that magical item to you!"

  Emlyn's voice suddenly rose a degree, and he looked warily at Father Utravsky, who was as tall as a hill and had great oppression.

  "I'm not from the Earth Church, I'm just here to do something."

  Renekton defended himself, and then jokingly said:

  "Didn't your elders tell you that the Earth Church likes to persuade you ignorant vampires to return to the right path?"

  Emlyn widened his eyes, looked at the priest sitting aside with no opinion, but with a sense of oppression, and moved back slightly:

  "Impossible! We only believe in the great ancestor!"

  "Isn't the Earth Church afraid of arousing the anger of the entire vampire race by doing such a thing?"

  Renekton thought of Yas, who had been promoted to the vampire baron with the help of the Earth Church. Persuading the vampires was not a difficult task for Lilith. If it weren't for hiding her identity, the vampires would have been persuaded by Lilith's Earth Church.

  Thinking of this, Renekton looked at Emlyn with a trace of pity in his eyes and said:

  "You vampires haven't expressed your opinions on this matter yet! Besides, belief is voluntary, and no one forced you."

  "Impossible! Our belief in the First Ancestor will never change! At least, at least I won't!"

  Emlyn retorted without much confidence.

  Without paying attention to Emlyn's rebuttal, Renekton asked Father Utravsky in front of Emlyn how he planned to deal with the vampire:

  "Father, are you going to lock this vampire in the basement?"

  "It's the vampire! Also, you can't imprison a vampire who has not violated any law without authorization."

  Emlyn said before Father Utravsky could answer.     Father Utravsky glanced at Emlyn, and the vampire's arrogance instantly subsided. He then handed the written apothecary potion formula to Renekton, and then said:

  "This is the apothecary's formula. This reckless vampire, I plan to let him reflect on himself in the basement for a while." He

  took the apothecary formula handed over by Father Utravsky, took a look at it, folded it and put it in his pocket. Then he ignored Emlyn who wanted to resist fiercely and gave Father Utravsky an opinion:

  "Father, I have a suggestion. It seems too deserted to have only you in the Harvest Church, and if you have to do everything yourself, wouldn't it be too troublesome?"

  "Why not let this unfortunate vampire be a volunteer? This can be regarded as a punishment for him, and it can also let him feel the joy of the harvest and the preciousness of life!"

  Although Renekton himself did not think that he could experience the so-called joy of the harvest and the preciousness of life by doing work, Father Utravsky agreed with this idea.

  "What do you mean? You want to lock me up in a dark basement and ask me to volunteer?"

  "That's impossible! You can't treat a noble vampire like this! Don't go too far!"

  Emlyn objected fiercely.

  Renekton looked at the unlucky vampire and shook his head in his heart. It had been so long since he realized that he had been psychologically hinted, nor did he notice the abnormality of his behavior. Renekton

  reached out and touched the rabbit sitting next to him:

  "This vampire is a little stupid. Don't learn from him when you stay here."

  "Who are you talking about? You idiot who talks to a rabbit!"

  Emlyn felt that his dignity as a vampire was seriously challenged today.

  Father Utravsky didn't care about the quarrel between Renekton and Emlyn, picked up the Heart Nightmare Candle that was put aside, and under Emlyn's puzzled gaze, he gave it the psychological hint of volunteering at the Harvest Church every day.

  "Wait, you used psychological suggestion on me? No wonder I didn't think of leaving this church."

  Emlyn realized belatedly that he had been psychologically suggested a long time ago.

  Renekton shook his head at Emlyn who realized it belatedly, and stood up to leave the Harvest Church.

  As soon as he stood up, his inspiration was touched, and he reached out to catch a piece of light yellow paper in the void in front of him. He took it in his hand and took a look. It was Frank's reply to him:

  My dear friend:

  I have asked the captain about the formula of the Wind Blessed, and the captain said that she did not have the relevant knowledge.

  I think so too. If there is a magic potion formula for the Wind Blessed, the captain would have given it to Ottolov and Nina long ago.

  The captain already knows about your situation in Backlund, and she asked me to ask you for a favor. You should know that Intis's ambassador to Backlund, Jean Martin, was assassinated in the Backlund embassy, ​​but the official explanation for the assassination was the Moss Ascetic Order.

  The captain wants you to help investigate the inside story of this matter. The reward she promised is to help you find the potion formula of the wind-loving one.

  You can do this or not, but I think it is better not to interfere in matters involving a country and a large organization.

  In addition, the captain is also very interested in the spirit world sorcerers. Let me ask you if you can tell her the relevant knowledge.

  Your friend on the sea: Frank Lee.

  After quickly reading Frank's reply, Renekton borrowed a pen from Father Utravsky and wrote a reply to Frank directly on the back of the letter.

  After writing the reply, he picked up the light yellow paper on the table and threw it lightly into the air. The paper returned to the spirit world by itself, and then the book messenger delivered the letter to the Future.

  After replying to Frank, Renekton turned around and said goodbye to Father Utravsky and left:

  "Father, I'll take my leave first. I will send this rabbit here tomorrow and let it learn how to become a true harvest priest here."

  "No problem."

  Father Utravsky nodded slightly, stood up from his seat, and performed the etiquette of the Church of the Earth to Renekton.

  Only Emlyn and Father Utravsky were left in the Harvest Church. The two looked at each other, and Emlyn shrank his neck.

  He wanted to leave this church in his heart, but his body had already begun to move involuntarily, and began to wipe the candlesticks. Chapter 143 This chapter has no title.

  After leaving the Harvest Church with Bugs Bunny, he found a rented carriage and returned to Minsk Street.

  After returning to the room, Renekton immersed himself in the development of the secret arts. The progress of the secret arts instructor's potion digestion was slower than Renekton expected.

  Perhaps the repeated development of the same type of secret arts would reduce the effect of the role-playing. Except for the first plague doctor's figurine, which directly made him digest a large part of the potion, the feedback from the unicorn and the Balrog was not as great as the first time.

  In order to digest the secret arts instructor's potion as quickly as possible, Renekton wanted to try to analyze the mysterious reappearance he mastered to develop new secret arts.

  It was not until the evening that Renekton dragged his mentally exhausted body and took the crow Anu out to the East District to find the bodies of the homeless and bury them.

  Under the cover of the night, Renekton easily took away more than a dozen bodies.

  The bodies were still taken to the Austin Cemetery on the outskirts of the South District. The crow Anu skillfully arranged the ceremony to comfort the bodies, and then pushed the bodies into the dug graves and buried them.

  After completing the role of gravedigger, Anu the crow excitedly flapped his wings and circled in the air for a few circles.

  "Boss, I feel like the potion is about to be digested!"

  "So fast?"

  Renekton was surprised. Anu the crow's potion digestion progress was faster than he expected. It seemed that he also found opportunities to play the role.

  "Next time, we have to change the cemetery. If there are too many graves here in a short period of time, it will be discovered that it is abnormal,"

  Renekton whispered to himself after doing some processing around it, and then took Anu the crow into the spirit world and disappeared into the cemetery.

  Not long after, Renekton walked out of a small alley in the Cherwood District. A black crow then flew out of the alley and disappeared into the night.

  In Backlund, it is not strange to keep a crow as a pet, but it is a bit strange not to put the crow in a cage, so Renekton let Anu the crow fly back first.

  After Renekton quickly found a restaurant and packed up the food, he took a carriage back to Minsk Street.

  As soon as he got off the carriage, Renekton saw Klein being questioned by a police officer on the dim street.

  Before Renekton, who was curious, could ask what happened, a police officer turned his eyes to Renekton who was approaching him and said with a serious face:

  "Routine inspection!"

  Renekton's smile froze for a moment. He had always used the identity of Al Tynes outside. If he handed over his ID card, he would be surrounded by the Storm Church.

  "I should have come to watch the fun earlier."

  Renekton muttered softly.

  Klein, who was not far away, heard this and looked at Renekton speechlessly. He thought that the other party came over to help him, but it turned out that he wanted to watch the show. With mixed feelings, he sighed in his heart:

  "This style is very Al!"

  The next moment, an invisible mental wave echoed around, and Klein saw the two police officers in front of him and the police dog next to him were stunned.

  "Aren't you going to take your gun and bullets back?"

  Renekton reminded Klein who was looking at him.

  Upon hearing this, Klein took back the gun bag and bullets he had just handed over, and asked,

  "What did you do to them?"

  "Hypnotized me. I didn't disguise myself in Backlund. This identity is still a pirate with a bounty, and I can't expose it."

  Renekton explained, then put his hand on Klein's shoulder, stepped into the spirit world, and returned directly from the spirit world to his rented house.

  "The two police officers will wake up in a while and forget about encountering us."

  Renekton explained.

  He took the packed dinner and walked to the restaurant. After greeting Klein, he began to eat dinner on his own.

  Klein did not leave directly, but sat down on a chair opposite the dining table. He looked at Renekton with curious eyes and asked,

  "You didn't disguise yourself in Backlund. Does that mean your identity at sea is fake?"

  "Of course, after all, I am still the identity of the Church of Knowledge. I can't use my own identity when I'm a pirate."

  Renekton nodded slightly and explained.

  Klein then asked,

  "So, the Al Tynes you told me about before was just a fake identity?"

  Renekton nodded first, then shook his head and said,

  "Another identity, but it can't be considered a fake identity. For me, this is not an identity that can be used and thrown away. I will use the ability of the audience channel to separate the two identities in the future."

  Without waiting for Klein to ask, Renekton continued,

  "I have extraordinary characteristics from two different channels, namely the reader and the peeper."

  "You want to ask why I didn't lose control? Because I didn't take two potions directly, and I was suppressed by the aura of a high-level person."     "After I become a demigod, I will find a way to strip off the characteristics of one of the paths and have the other identity inherit it."

  "Is it possible?"

  Klein felt incredible. Whether it was the extraordinary characteristics of two different paths that the other party was talking about, or the separation of identities and stripping of characteristics.

  Renekton nodded slightly, telling Klein that these things were part of the plan, and that he would need the other party's help to strip off the extraordinary characteristics of the reader's path.

  Grandpa Pales was just a backup option. In comparison, Renekton still trusted Klein more.

  "Of course, do you know the Thief's Path?"

  "As their Sequences rise, they will go from stealing items at the beginning to stealing Extraordinary abilities, stealing other people's ideas, and finally stealing other people's time and destiny."

  Klein quickly understood the other party's thoughts:

  "You want to use the Thief's ability to steal the Extraordinary characteristics of one of the paths, and then transfer them to another separated clone?"

  "Will this clone not inherit the Extraordinary characteristics of the original body? If the clone dies, will the characteristics return to the original body?"

  "No, the clone separated by the ability of the Audience Path is a brand new individual. Whether in the mystical sense or in the actual ritual, it is an independent individual, and the clone will have its own destiny."

  Renekton explained the difference between the clones created by the Extraordinary of the Audience Path.

  Klein's eyes widened after hearing this, and he was very surprised:

  "In this case, wouldn't the Extraordinary of the Audience Path be very difficult to kill?"

  "Why did you first think of how to kill the audience? High-sequence audiences are indeed difficult to kill, but low-sequence audiences are still very fragile."

  Renekton was a little curious why Klein's first question was that it was difficult to kill the Extraordinary of the Audience Path.

  Klein wanted to explain, but the next moment he heard a phantom prayer voice, and he could vaguely distinguish that it was a female voice.

  Thinking that perhaps the task he entrusted in the name of a test had come to fruition, Klein found an excuse to leave and returned to his house across the street.

  "Leaving in such a hurry? Mr. Fool is really busy with business!"

  With a slight sigh, Renekton lowered his head and continued to eat his dinner.

  I don't know if Klein forgot or didn't care, and he didn't come to Renekton to continue the previous topic.

  But Destiny would come to visit from time to time, and Renekton would always ask if he had any clues about the opportunity for promotion.

  Destiny was like a charlatan, always saying that fate had already determined everything, and all he needed to do was to move forward steadily.

  I don't know if it was his illusion, but Renekton always felt that Destiny had a special respect for fate. Compared with the identity of a Beyonder, the other party was more like a giant baby taken care of by fate.

  In the evening, Klein knocked on the door of Renekton's house again.

  The rabbit and crow were not at home, so Renekton had to go open the door himself.

  As soon as he opened the door, he saw Klein's very serious face. Renekton was slightly surprised. It was rare to see Klein with such a serious expression. Then he turned his body to let Klein in, and asked:

  "What happened? You look so serious."

  Klein did not go in, but stood at the door. After taking a deep breath, he said:

  "I found the whereabouts of Lanevus, and I need your help!"

  "Lanevus?"

  After thinking about the relevant information for a while, Renekton nodded and agreed:

  "No problem, when?"

  "Tonight!"

  "I have found a way to notify the Church of the Night, but I still want to go and see it myself, and it would be best if I could kill him myself!"

  Klein's tone was filled with an imperceptible sadness when he spoke.

  Renekton was a little surprised that Klein not only found him, but also notified the Church of the Night. But he didn't care too much. It didn't cost money to find the Church of the Night, but he might be charged if he found himself.

  "Lanevers is likely to have the support of the Aurora Society. The Church of Evernight may not succeed. You may still have a chance to deal with him yourself." Chapter 144: Killing Lanevus

  Klein woke up from his sleep and waited until late at night:

  "It's almost time, let's go!"

  After nodding slightly, Renekton took two steps forward and put his hand on Klein's shoulder, preparing to go directly through the spirit world.

  "Dong~Dong~"

  The closed door was knocked at this time. Before Renekton opened the door, he heard Destiny's voice:

  "I got a little revelation. If you can get that very evil item tonight, there will be additional developments."

  Renekton, who was originally planning to open the door, paused for a moment. He could sense that Destiny left the door after he finished speaking.

  He turned around and looked at Klein, then said:

  "I roughly know what the evil item he was talking about is!"

  "What is it?"

  Klein asked curiously.

  "Some relics of the true creator!"

  After saying this, without waiting for Klein to react, Renekton took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to grab Klein's wrist, and stepped directly into the spirit world.

  When they reappeared, the two had already arrived at the East Balam Dockyard at the pier.

  After taking a quick look around the surroundings, Renekton pulled Klein into the spirit world again, and then appeared on a nearby bell tower.

  "It seems that the Church of the Night's actions have not yet begun."

  Renekton looked around and said.

  "Well, let's wait for a while!" Klein nodded gently, his emotions seeming very restrained.

  Renekton did not speak again, his eyes slightly glowing with blue-white fluorescence, and he stretched out his hand to make a dragging motion in the shadow in front of him. The shadow was dragged like a substance, and then covered the two people, covering their figures, breath, and traces of existence.

  Klein slightly tilted his head to look at Renekton, and said with some surprise:

  "Is this the ability of a hermit? You seem to have analyzed a lot of extraordinary abilities."

  "It used to be. After I was promoted to a mystic instructor, I adjusted this extraordinary ability and incorporated some secret abilities of the Night Path."

  "When I was at sea in the first half of the year, I caused trouble everywhere just to be able to record more extraordinary abilities. Unfortunately, most of those pirates were from the Hunter and Sailor Paths."

  Renekton answered proudly.

  Klein looked at the guy next to him whose real name he didn't know yet with a complicated expression. The other party was particularly talented in causing trouble and adjusting the atmosphere. His originally serious mood was completely destroyed by this guy.

  Klein couldn't help his curiosity and asked the question he had always been curious about:

  "What is your real name? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I'm just a little curious about your true identity."

  Renekton looked at Klein, whose expression became serious again, smacked his lips and said:

  "Rekton Soth, the identity I'm using now is also me. The only difference is that one is wanted and the other is not."

  "As for my identity, I can probably be regarded as a worker stationed in the Church of Knowledge under the Knowledge Wilds. I also worked part-time as a pirate on the Future and the White Tower at the Tarot Club."

  "You have quite a lot of identities! Very..."

  Klein sighed. He thought he had guessed the other party's identity, but it turned out that the other party had more identities than he guessed.

  "Very idiot?"

  Renekton picked up what Klein hadn't finished.

  "You..." Klein was shocked.

  He thought the other party was going to show him his identity as a time traveler, but he hadn't thought about how he was exposed.

  "Here it comes!"

  Renekton interrupted Klein's unfinished words and looked into the distance, where a huge airship painted in deep black was flying towards them. The blades of the airship were spinning quietly without making a sound.

  "We can talk, don't be too nervous, I've covered up a little."

  Renekton reminded Klein, who was quietly slowing down his breathing.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Renekton felt Klein's breathing stagnate, and then recover immediately, as if nothing had happened, but he looked at Renekton with some resentment.

  Renekton defended himself:

  "We were just chatting and didn't have time to talk about it. You didn't ask about it!"

  Klein let out a long breath, his eyes fixed on the black-painted airship, and said:

  "There was no sound, it should have been handled by extraordinary abilities, but this is a densely populated city. If you send an airship here, aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring a large number of citizens around?"

  "The Night Path is very good at keeping secrets. As for accidental injuries, there must be related extraordinary abilities or seals to solve it, or it is simply useless."

  Renekton thought about it and gave a reasonable guess.

  After the airship approached this side, it began to slowly descend, and finally hovered in the air about ten meters.     Three figures wearing black windbreakers quietly appeared in front of the brick-red building where Lanevus was. Klein stared closely at the leader.

  The next moment, Klein's sight was blocked by Renekton's hand. Seeing Klein turn his head, Renekton retracted his hand and said,

  "Don't keep staring at each other. Although I have done some concealment, this is only for ourselves. Too strong a gaze will still alert the other party."

  "I know."

  Klein nodded slightly, and then continued to observe the movement in front of him, but this time his eyes became soft and casual.

  "Do you want to see what happened in that house?"

  Renekton asked.

  "Can I?" Klein turned his head to look at the young man standing next to him.

  "Relax, don't resist."

  Renekton nodded slightly and said, and then a bright purple light bloomed in his eyes. His sight penetrated all obstacles and saw what happened in the mirror world created by Sealed Artifact 1-63.

  With his right hand, he gently patted Klein's left shoulder. In Klein's puzzled eyes, Renekton's eyes filled with purple halos looked at Klein and shared the picture he saw with Klein.

  "This is called Real-time Imaging 2.0. It is a secret technique I developed when I was bored. It can establish a connection through eye contact and transmit the picture in my mind."

  Renekton looked at the brick-red building in front of him, and through the wall that separated him from the mirror world, he peeked at what was happening inside.

  Through the connection of the spell, Klein also had the picture that Renekton saw in his mind.

  The night watcher team led by the goddess sword, Lord Sesimma, was in conflict with a "giant", but the battle scene was a little weird. The giant's attack was always a hair's breadth away from the three night watchers, and he could never really attack the night watchers.

  "What a weird ability, is it probability or luck?"

  Klein asked in a low voice.

  "Doom, the night path or the dark path, there is a sequence called the Knight of Disaster."

  Renekton gave the answer.

  The battle in the mirror world went exceptionally smoothly. The bone sword in Sesimah's hand pierced the ground that was permeated with flesh and blood. The "giant" who turned into flesh and blood and merged into the ground only had time to condense a face full of despair.

  As the shadows around Sesimah squirmed, three more extraordinary people from the Aurora Society were shot and killed by the Nighthawks.

  Klein was about to sigh at the strength of the Nighthawks when the image of Lanevus appeared in his mind. He walked down the dim stairs slowly.

  Lanevus talked to Sesimah for a few words, and then he suddenly pulled open the linen shirt he was wearing, revealing the deep red flesh without skin between his chest and abdomen.

  The image in Klein's mind was filtered by Renekton, and he did not detect the breath of the real creator.

  But he saw the space around Lord Sesimah and them in his field of vision shattered like glass, and the image in his mind suddenly disappeared.

  Klein looked at Renekton next to him nervously. The change just now clearly showed that something had changed.

  Renekton endured the headache and reached out to wipe away the blood and tears from his eyes. As a secret peeper, he could see more things, which also caused him to suffer the most serious damage among all the people present.

  Without the vision provided by Renekton, Klein could not see the situation inside the house, but he saw that the gas street lights in that area were extinguished one by one.

  It became pitch black over there, and a feeling that impressed him deeply erupted over there.

  It was the feeling of looking down on and crushing all living things from the essence.

  "Al? Are you okay?"

  Klein reached out to support Renekton, who was shaking a little, and asked aloud while holding back the trembling of his body and soul.

  Wiping away the blood and tears from his eyes, Renekton unexpectedly discovered that the breath of the true creator could not have much impact on him.

  To be precise, it could not affect his spirit, and his body would still tremble because of it.

  After a while, after getting a little more familiar with the physical discomfort, Renekton spoke:

  "It's okay. I saw the projection of the true Creator. The Secret Peer can see more things, so I suffered a certain degree of damage. Fortunately, I often come into contact with the Hidden Sage, so this level of damage is still within the tolerable range." "

  How could this happen?"

  Klein felt his teeth chattering as he spoke.

  The next moment, he felt a void around him. He turned

  his head and found that Al was gone. Klein frowned. He intuitively thought that Al had entered the brick-red building.

  "That very evil item? The extra expansion?" Klein thought of the hint given by the mysterious old man when he set out before. Chapter 145: Lanevus's Death!

  Renekton's figure suddenly appeared inside the brick-red building, and a paper figure folded from a pale yellow paper appeared beside him.

  Before Cecima and other night watchers could react, the surrounding scene was quickly torn apart like a curtain.

  "What is this?" Cecima was stunned, looking at the environment that suddenly became brighter. He and others were teleported from the building to a desert where it was still daytime.

  Cecima inserted the bone sword in his hand into the yellow sand on the ground, and a thick darkness quickly spread, swallowing up all the light around.

  "Secret? How is it possible!"

  Cecima murmured in disbelief, and his frown deepened.

  The connection between the Goddess Sword and the Goddess of Night was cut off.

  After isolating the Night Watcher team of the Church of Night in the Utopia, Renekton did not hesitate and directly recited the honorific name of the Hidden Sage. The breath of the real creator was not something he could handle.

  "A sage who sees through the world, an eye that peeks into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

  A ray of light that could not be seen by most extraordinary people suddenly appeared. It seemed to have moved from the infinite distance of the spiritual world, ignoring the distance, and suddenly descended here.

  This light had no entity, as if it was composed of a stream of complex information, moving like a torrent in an illusory manner.

  A black mass with countless eyes poked out from the torrent of information.

  Renekton, who had noticed it in advance, immediately closed his eyes and cut off all his perception of the outside world.

  The hidden sage did not hide his true body this time, and Renekton's spiritual intuition was frantically warning.

  At the same time, Renekton also realized that the sage characteristics in his body were stirring, and even made Renekton have the illusion that his own status was rapidly rising.

  On the bell tower in the distance, before Klein could get rid of the trembling of his body and the unbridled thoughts, he felt another terrifying breath coming, this breath was more intense and real, as if a great existence had really arrived.

  "What did Al do?"

  Klein muttered in a hoarse voice. He felt as if his head was about to explode, as if everything around him was turning into information and trying to get into his head.

  The Hidden Sage's arrival lasted only a short moment before he left in a hurry.

  It seemed that just as the Hidden Sage arrived, a magnificent consciousness also arrived here at the same time, and the Hidden Sage was avoiding a conflict with the other party.

  Renekton opened his eyes again, and a transparent amber the size of an adult's fist, wrapped in twisted flesh and blood, floated in front of him out

  of thin air. The moment he saw it, Renekton understood that this was what the True Creator left on Lanevus, a carrier seedling prepared by Him for His arrival.

  Renekton reached out and took the bright red flesh and blood that was wrapped and restricted by the transparent amber, as if it was frozen. It looked like an upside-down figure, and also like a strange-looking sapling, with the divinity of the True Creator on it.

  He glanced at the direction where Lanevus was running away, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  When the Hidden Sage came briefly before, the other party did not lose control and collapse directly because of the remnants of the real Creator on his body. After the remnants of the real Creator were stripped away, he decisively took the opportunity to escape without saying a word.

  The darkness around him became thicker, like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved, as if something was about to come out.

  "It is worthy of being the Sword of the Goddess. It is about to break through the isolation of the Utopia so soon."

  With a whisper, Renekton quickly stepped into the spirit world and returned to the bell tower.

  "Laneverus took the opportunity to get into the sewer and ran away. Should we chase him now? I remember his breath, and he can't escape my sight."

  Renekton asked as soon as the figure appeared.

  Klein, who wanted to ask what happened just now, heard this, no longer thought about it, and nodded repeatedly, saying:

  "Chase, go now."

  Renekton put his hand on Klein's shoulder, and took Klein into the spirit world before the people on the airship recovered from the influence of the Hidden Sage.

  Following Lanevus's scent, Renekton pulled Klein and emerged from the maze-like sewer.

  Starlight appeared around Renekton, dense and dazzling. These starlights quickly flew around, scattering starlight, and miraculously constructed a transparent and dazzling barrier.

  Lanevus paused in his running forward, instinctively sensing danger. With the help of his dark vision, Lanevus saw the person chasing him from behind.

  A boy with golden hair and brass-rimmed glasses was the guy who chanted the name of the hidden sage before.

  There was also a man wearing a black trench coat and a funny clown mask on his face.

  As soon as he saw the person chasing him clearly, Lanevus quickly jumped to the side.

  Ding! A tarot card was inserted into the wall of the sewer behind him, and its height was just the same as Lanevus' neck before.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Without giving the other party time to react, Klein threw out more cards.

  "Slow down!" Renekton, who stood still, whispered a word in the dragon language, giving Lanevus a negative effect.

  Lanevus only had time to dodge in a panic. His heavy body made it difficult for him to dodge and he could not completely avoid the card knives shot at him. His shoulders, thighs and other non-vital parts were left with deep or shallow wounds.

  The fierce attack made Lanevus not even have time to think about who the other party was and why he was chasing him relentlessly.

  A card with stars, a water bottle and holy water on the front sank into Lanevus's right ankle.     Lanevus, who had just stepped on the ground, fell directly to the ground. Lanevus kept rolling on the dirty ground full of filth in the sewer, and the cards sank into the ground.

  The next moment, a tarot card depicting an angel and a trumpet sank into Lanevus' neck.

  But then all the tarot cards inserted into Lanevus' body were ejected in an instant. His neck, chest, and all the exposed skin began to wriggle wildly, and one disgusting granulation after another grew out.

  The granulation was glowing with an iron-colored metallic luster, densely connected together, like a suit of armor.

  This was the flesh and blood magic that Lanevus had obtained from contact with the real Creator during this period.

  Bang! The tarot card shot by Klein was blocked outside.

  "Sun!" Klein whispered a word in ancient Hermetic language.

  A golden talisman that looked like it was made of gold turned into ashes in Klein's hand. The next moment, Klein shot out a tarot card covered with pure, bright light.

  The card knife pierced into Lanevus' chest as if nothing had happened, and sank into his heart.

  The purifying light purified all the remaining evil power in Lanevus' body, and the flesh and blood that wanted to wriggle and heal died quickly.

  Lanevus looked forward with weak eyes and asked in a broken voice:

  "Who are you?"

  "Why. Want. To. Kill me?"

  Before he could answer, Lanevus' body fell to the ground in the sewer, and his breath was completely cut off.

  "He's dead." Renekton reminded him.

  Klein was silent for two seconds, took off the clown mask on his face, took two steps forward calmly, and suddenly increased his speed, kicking Lanevus' head with all his strength.

  Lanevus, who had been pierced in the neck by the card knife before, was kicked out by Klein. It hit the starlight barrier in front of him heavily, causing ripples.

  Lanevus's head was smashed, and a piece of red and white was scattered.

  "Hahaha, hahaha!"

  Klein laughed crazily with his head down, his voice getting louder and louder, his laughter was uglier than crying. Just like a crazy clown!

  Renekton, who was standing by, was frowning. Although he knew the reason, Klein's current appearance was still a bit creepy, just like a crazy clown.

  "Sometimes, in my opinion, the name of the potion is more like a description of the fate of the Beyonder."

  Renekton said this sentence as if he had felt it.

  "Fate? A clown-like fate?"

  Klein murmured in a low voice:

  "Captain."

  Drop after drop slid across, forming a line on Klein's face.

  After reorganizing his emotions, Klein wiped off the remaining tears on his face and scanned Lanevus' body and the tarot cards still inserted in his body.

  He wanted to see how many tarot cards were scattered around, but Klein, who had no dark vision, could only rely on the fragmented light emitted by the surrounding starlight barrier to see a little bit of things.

  The previous battles were all based on psychic vision to identify Lanevus's position, but using psychic vision to find ordinary cards is completely useless.

  "Can you help me do a reverse divination on the scene? There are too many tarot cards scattered around."

  Klein turned his gaze to Renekton, who had been standing aside without moving.

  "Sure."

  Renekton waved his hand, and the surrounding starlight barrier quickly disintegrated, turning into dots of starlight and dissipating.

  With a layer of starlight in his eyes, Renekton stretched out his hand and pulled twice in the void, disrupting the information of the surrounding spiritual world. All divinations targeting the scene or objects will be disturbed and get wrong or confusing answers.

  "Thank you!" Klein nodded slightly. He sensed the spiritual fluctuations around him.

  Approaching Lanevus's body, Klein found an eyeball-sized badge with a little spiritual light shining quietly on it.

  Apart from that, there was nothing else, no cash, materials, or anything like that.

  Then, Klein took out his remaining tarot cards and scattered them all on Lanevus's body at random, some facing up and some facing up.

  The intersection of Lanevus's body and the patterns, numbers, and designs outlined a highly symbolic picture.

  Klein walked back to Renekton's side, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

  Renekton understood, and then pulled Klein into the spirit world and left the sewer.