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 Chapter 146: Fire Prevention, Theft Prevention, and Amon Prevention

  Not long after Renekton and Klein left, Sesima, holding a pure bone sword, arrived with the Nighthawks of the Church of the Night.

  They stopped a few meters away from the corpse. With the help of dark vision, everyone saw the body of Lanevus in front of them.

  Sesima's face was obviously angry. After he broke the strange barrier with the help of the Goddess's Sword, he found that his target Lanevus and the mysterious man who suddenly appeared were all gone.

  At the same time, all the church members stationed outside were affected by the evil god Hidden Sage and were in a bad state. He wanted to continue tracking Lanevus, but the other party's traces were covered.

  It was not easy for the church's extraordinary person to predict Lanevus's traces, and he immediately rushed over with the Nighthawks team.

  Lanevus's body, the surrounding walls and the ground were all covered with tarot cards.

  It all looked like a strange ritual scene, and Lanevus was the sacrifice destined to be sacrificed.

  Sesima sighed silently. Lanevus, the person who reported him, the Aurora Society, the True Creator, the Hidden Sage, and the person who killed Lanevus, there are too many people involved in this incident.

  The figures of Klein and Renekton quickly appeared in the house at No. 15 Minsk Street.

  The moonlight outside the window shone into the living room through the glass window. Klein felt that his mind had gained a rare calm.

  After completing the initial revenge, Klein obviously felt that the depression in his heart was much less, and his mental state was better.

  "You seem to have changed a little, and it seems that this is a good thing."

  Renekton vaguely noticed the slight change in Klein's state and said.

  "Well, thank you for tonight."

  "What kind of reward do I need to pay?"

  Klein nodded slightly, and then asked about the reward.

  Renekton waved his hand:

  "No need, I have already gained!"

  Then he raised the piece of transparent amber wrapped in scarlet flesh in his left hand.

  Klein nodded and did not continue to ask about the reward. Instead, he looked at the transparent amber in the other party's hand and the flesh and blood inside with great curiosity and asked:

  "What is this?"

  "The thing that the True Creator left in Lanevus' body is the carrier that He is going to use to descend through the seal. However, this is just a seedling and does not meet the conditions for His descending."

  Renekton answered based on the information he observed.

  "Did you seek help from the Hidden Sage at East Balam Dock before?"

  Klein recalled another high-level aura that came not long after the True Creator's aura burst out.

  "It was not seeking help, but the Hidden Sage descended directly for a short moment. Otherwise, this ball of flesh and blood with the divinity of the True Creator would not be so easy for me to get."

  "The evil god is descending!"

  Klein's face suddenly became ugly. The area of ​​East Balam Dock was not an uninhabited area. If the Hidden Sage really descended directly for a short time, it would definitely be a disaster for the people there.

  "It won't be a big problem. He has done some cover-up. You should have noticed that the Hidden Sage's aura has not spread widely."

  "People who stay nearby will only have a headache for a while and gain some messy but useless knowledge."

  Renekton explained. He himself did not expect that the Hidden Sage would be so organized, which was completely unlike the style of an evil god.

  Before reciting the honorific name of the Hidden Sage, Renekton actually hoped that the Goddess of Night could stop the influence brought by the Hidden Sage.

  With the Goddess Sword of the Church of Night and Klein's participation in this matter, Renekton believed that the Goddess must also be paying attention to the development of the matter.

  Renekton even felt that the Hidden Sage was more reliable than the Storm Brother who liked to strike people with lightning.

  "I always feel that the Hidden Sage is a little different from what I imagined. I don't find him crazy at all."

  Renekton whispered in his heart.

  Klein took out the only trophy he got from Lanevus, the eyeball-sized badge.

  After a careful inspection, in addition to the symbol of fate and anonymity on the front, there was also a very compact circle of ancient Hermetic inscriptions on the back:

  "Hold this and you can join!"

  "Is this the symbol of a secret organization?"

  Klein asked, handing over the badge in his hand.

  With just a glance, Renekton recalled the relevant memories:

  "The Hermit of Fate! A gathering of thieves, don't go, there may be Amon among them!!"

  "Thief? Amon?" Klein's expression was obviously a little confused.     Renekton hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Klein everything related to fire prevention, theft prevention and Amon. There couldn't be any problems.

  He poured himself a cup of hot water very skillfully, and then leaned on the sofa:

  "The Thief's Path that I mentioned to you before, as well as the Diviner and the Apprentice, they belong to similar paths."

  "Amon is the Angel King of the Thief's Path. This path is good at fraud and theft. In addition, based on the special mythological creature forms of your three paths, Amon can also create many clones."

  "The strengths are strong and weak, but the status is that of the clones at the angel level. Combined with the Thief's ability to steal and defraud, his clones can be of any identity."

  Klein's expression gradually changed from solemn to tingling. He could already imagine the fear of everyone around him being someone else's clone.

  "Is Amon hostile to me?"

  This was Klein's guess based on the fact that Amon's clone had mixed into the Hermit of Destiny, and Al didn't let him go.

  Renekton considered his words and said,

  "They may not be hostile to you, but they are definitely hostile to Mr. Fool. They are the kind that fight to the death!"

  "Why?"

  Klein's face turned slightly pale.

  "The place above the gray fog! That belongs to Sefirah Castle."

  Without giving Klein a chance to ask, Renekton continued,

  "You know the relationship between Sequence 0 and uniqueness of the corresponding path, right? Sefirah Castle is equivalent to the uniqueness required for Sequence 0 to advance to the three paths of Thief, Apprentice, and Diviner."

  "Sequence 0 can still be promoted?" Klein swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He probably understood why the Hidden Sage invested in himself, no, in Mr. Fool.

  "Above the sequence, I like to call it the Old Days. The Knowledge Wilds I mentioned to you before are the same thing as Sefirah Castle."

  "It's just that the Knowledge Wilds belong to the two paths of Voyeur and Universalist."

  In order to prevent Klein from being too repulsive to him because of this information, Renekton also told him the news about the Knowledge Wilds.

  "So this is the root cause of the conflict between the Hidden Sage and the God of Steam?"

  Klein thought of the Hidden Sage's answer when he asked him about the return on his investment.

  Renekton nodded and said,

  "Yes. Similarly, this is also the reason why all true gods are hostile to each other."

  Klein did not expect that he would know so much secret information at once. He digested it for a while, regained his thoughts and spoke again:

  "So, Mr. Fool and the angels and true gods of the three paths of Fortune Teller, Apprentice, and Thief are all hostile? And will I be affected by this?"

  Renekton did not care about Klein's words that separated the Fool from himself. He nodded and said,

  "To be precise, there are no true gods in these three paths. The closest to a true god is Mr. Men, but Mr. Men has been exiled by the Goddess of Night and the Storm. There are currently no other angels in the Gate Path."

  "You don't have to worry too much. As long as you are not unlucky enough to run into Amon's clone head-on, you will be fine. If the sky falls, Mr. Fool will hold it up."

  Renekton said a comforting word that was not really a comfort. Who made Klein not confess that he was Mr. Fool!

  Klein took a deep breath. He was not comforted at all. Mr. Fool was himself. He had to handle these problems by himself.

  In fact, Klein wanted to ask why he could maintain such a good attitude. After all, the opponent of the Hidden Sage was a true god. Once the Hidden Sage lost the battle with the God of Steam...

  "I still have the identity of the Favored One of Knowledge. At worst, I can stay in the Church of Knowledge and study for exams every day!"

  Renekton said as if he had foreseen something.

  "Is this a prophecy? Or an intuition? I didn't even say it."

  Klein looked at Renekton with surprise and asked.

  "Intuition strengthened by the prophetic ability."

  Renekton directly said that he had a sage characteristic that was gradually integrated into himself.

  Klein looked at Renekton with some sympathy.

  "What kind of look is that! The whole world has a fixed number of angel-level characteristics. My treatment will make a lot of extraordinary people jealous."

  Klein's words of comfort were blocked in his mouth and he couldn't say them. He knew that Al didn't need other people's comfort at all. He would only stimulate other people's mentality.

  "What do you know about Sefirah Castle?" Klein asked a question that concerned him more.

  "You should ask Mr. Fool! Sefirah Castle is his territory."  Chapter 147 A Dream with Revelation

  "So, what do you think of Mr. Fool?"

  Klein turned his question from Sefirah Castle to Mr. Fool on Sefirah Castle. He wanted to take the opportunity to ask about his opinion and attitude towards the Fool. He was also curious about his connection with the gray fog.

  Renekton did not talk much about Sefirah Castle, but talked about other things:

  "Let me tell you a piece of news. The Hidden Sage is not a true God. He is just the uniqueness that is activated."

  In Klein's surprised expression, Renekton continued:

  "It is the uniqueness that is activated by the Wilds of Knowledge. With the help of the Wilds of Knowledge, the Hidden Sage is infinitely close to the true God." "

  Activated?" Klein grasped the key point in Renekton's words.

  He roughly understood what the other party wanted to express. The other party believed that the Fool might be the uniqueness that was activated by Sefirah Castle, just like the Hidden Sage.

  "So, in Al's eyes, he and I are the same kind of people? That's why he behaves very differently in front of me than at other times, without too much disguise."

  "Unfortunately, I'm not Mr. Fool's follower. I'm Mr. Fool himself, and I can't be the only one who has been activated."

  "I'm even more confused. The more I know, the more questions I have."

  Klein was very silent, but countless thoughts were passing through his mind.

  "It's getting late, go to bed early!"

  Renekton reminded Klein who was brainstorming, then stood up from the sofa, drank a sip of water in the cup, and stepped into the spirit world and returned to the room across the street.

  Klein was still thinking about the problem of Sefirah Castle. Just as he reacted and had no time to speak, Renekton had disappeared into the living room.

  Klein looked at the empty living room and sighed slightly:

  "It's so convenient to travel through the spirit world! I want to find a magical item with the corresponding ability."

  Turning off the gas lamp in the living room, Klein went up to the bedroom on the second floor. After killing Lanevus today, he had relieved a lot of heavy burdens from his heart, but the conversation with Al brought new problems.

  After returning to his house, Renekton simply washed up and lay down on the bed in the bedroom.

  The ball of transparent amber that sealed the divine flesh and blood of the real creator was placed on the cabinet standing by the wall by Renekton.

  In a room under the Saint Samuel Church in the northern district of Backlund, the Night Watchmen were holding an emergency meeting.

  Sesima looked around at everyone in the room, coughed lightly, and then spoke:

  "I received a revelation from the goddess. During our operation against Lanevus, an evil god descended briefly."

  "He is the hidden sage believed in by the Moss Ascetic Order. He only descended for a very short moment, and did not descend completely, and he also concealed himself to a certain extent."

  "If this was not the case, we would not be sitting here having a meeting, but you would be going to the dock area to deal with the monsters we have lost control of and turned into."

  The atmosphere at the scene was solemn. The night watchmen present already knew that there had been a major change in tonight's operation, but they did not expect that it would involve the arrival of an evil god.

  A senior deacon of the Night Watch said in a heavy tone:

  "Although it's not nice to say this, it's really surprising that you can come back alive."

  "According to the records of the church, although the Hidden Sage has been chasing the Secret Peer most of the time, once it involves him, it will not be so quiet, and it will not even cause much impact."

  Sesima nodded slightly, and then said:

  "At that time, the will of the goddess came with the arrival of the Hidden Sage, which may be the reason why the Hidden Sage left in a hurry."

  "Of course, it is more likely that he has achieved his goal."

  Renekton, who was sleeping, saw a blurry cross in a daze, and there was a person being nailed on it.

  Renekton tried to see it more clearly, but the picture changed again, and this time the picture became a corpse wrapped in gray and white strips.

  The picture turned again, and the corpse wrapped in gray and white strips was resurrected. He sat and lived with a group of people whose faces could not be seen clearly.

  The dream ended, and Renekton fell asleep again. When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.

  The moment he opened his eyes in bed, Renekton recalled his dream last night.

  His brows gradually furrowed, and he couldn't figure out whether this was a spiritual prophecy from himself, or a hint from the hidden sage or the wilderness of knowledge.

  Or... Renekton turned his gaze to the cabinet standing by the wall, where a transparent amber the size of an adult's fist was placed.

  He got out of bed, walked to the cabinet where the transparent amber was placed, and took it in his hand.

  He stared at it for a long time, muttering to himself:     "I dreamed about Easter last night? It matches the Hanged Man."

  "Is it your influence?"

  Renekton shook his head and rejected this guess. Although there is the divinity of the real Creator in it, it has been sealed by the Hidden Sage.

  Moreover, the influence brought by the Hanged Man who has mastered the power of corruption is inconsistent with the content of the dream.

  "If it is the Hidden Sage or I ask my own spiritual revelation, it is likely to point to the mysterious reappearance."

  Renekton pondered, and then this idea was out of control in his mind.

  Unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart, Renekton simply took the transparent amber to the coffee table by the window.

  He took out a paper man folded from the messenger's paper and shook it in the air.

  He closed his eyes and meditated, prying the sage characteristics in his body. The paper man avatar twisted and expanded in the air, turning into a little starlight, and then condensed into a slightly mature and indifferent image of Renekton.

  After the paper man avatar appeared, it immediately clasped its hands together, and a faint white light emerged behind it, like a bunch of white wings.

  A huge cross shadow emerged and merged into the transparent amber. It seemed as if countless voices were reciting the Bible in my ears, and a sacred feeling filled the room.

  All this lasted for less than half a minute before it disappeared. Renekton's paper man avatar then turned into starlight and disappeared.

  In the bedroom on the second floor of the house across the street, Klein had just woken up and his inspiration was suddenly touched. He stared blankly in the direction of Renekton's house across the street and murmured:

  "What is there? I seem to hear the chanting of the choir."

  Destiny, who also lived nearby, also looked in the direction of Renekton's bedroom with confusion:

  "Which church is this chanting from? It's so strange."

  Destiny was curious and wanted to see more. The next moment, he fell straight to the ground, with a line of blood and tears in his eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to groan in pain, but he couldn't make any sound.

  He saw the shadow of the real Creator. If Destiny had not closed his eyes in time due to the warning from fate, he might have gone crazy because of peeping at the real God.

  "Who is peeping at me?"

  Renekton pondered.

  Just now he felt a flash of peeping, but before he could follow the line of sight, the other party's gaze suddenly stopped.

  The transparent amber placed on the coffee table by Renekton changed a little after a mysterious reappearance from Easter.

  The flesh and blood with the divinity of the real Creator in the transparent amber turned into a figure nailed upside down on the cross, and the figure was wrapped in a layer of gauze like blood.

  The feedback given by Renekton's spirituality was that after waiting for three days, this flesh and blood will usher in a new life! Retracting his

  spirituality, Renekton dragged a chair and sat down next to him.

  Through the story of Easter on Earth, the magic created was unexpectedly powerful.

  The mysterious magic that Renekton called the Cross of Resurrection can allow a dead person to be resurrected in a brand new state after three days of transformation while keeping the body, soul, and characteristics intact. The person will not really die until forty days later.

  "It's easy for ordinary people, but it's difficult for extraordinary people to die with a complete body, especially for retaining characteristics. The formation of a seal can't be considered as retaining characteristics."

  After a little thought, Renekton found that although this mysterious reappearance can be resurrected, it is not that powerful.

  "But if Amon gets this mysterious reappearance, he is fully capable of a truly lossless resurrection."

  Then he thought of Amon, who was good at catching bugs. Renekton found that this mysterious reappearance would be very powerful in the hands of the other party. He

  shook his head slightly and complained to himself:

  "In that case, it's not this mysterious reappearance that is powerful, but Amon!"

  "Or once you reach the true god or angel status, you will have your own means to use some of the abilities of this mysterious reappearance."

  Renekton thought of the flesh and blood containing the divinity of the real creator, and he doubted whether a new offspring of the real creator would grow in three days.

  "Is this the extra development? Connecting with the real Creator? It's a pity that he is really crazy, otherwise I would definitely support him to be God."

  Leaning back in his chair, Renekton's thoughts continued to diverge. Chapter 148 The taste of the witch is really good!

  "The Church of the Night should have been cleaning up the residual influence of the East Balam Dockyard!"

  The auras of the True Creator and the Hidden Sage descended in turn, which would definitely have a certain impact on the people living nearby.

  The matter of Lanevus was over, but Renekton felt that his favorability with the Goddess of the Night was already in jeopardy.

  Renekton, who had originally wanted to build a good relationship with the Goddess of the Night, sighed slightly, stood up from his chair, and prepared to find some breakfast.

  At this time, his own inspiration was touched again, and a piece of light yellow paper fell from the spirit world.

  Renekton caught the letter. He was a little curious about why someone would write to him so early, and quickly unfolded the letter:

  My dear friend:

  The captain wants you to do her a favor and help her investigate the reason why the Hidden Sage briefly descended in Backlund last night.

  Whether it is completed or not, the captain will help you find the potion formula of the Wind-loving One within a week.

  The captain asked me to remind you that if you find that something is too dangerous, give up the investigation immediately and focus on your own safety.

  My personal suggestion is that you just need to get some information to deal with the captain. The incident involving the advent of an evil god is too dangerous and is not suitable for ordinary extraordinary people like us to participate.

  Your friend on the sea: Frank.

  Renekton looked at the letter Frank wrote to him with surprise. He didn't expect Cattleya to ask him to help investigate the brief arrival of the Hidden Sage last night.

  "How should I deal with it? I don't know if this is a task from Bernadette or the Moss Ascetic Order, or both?"

  Renekton rubbed his chin with his right hand and thought for a moment.

  As for the brief arrival of the Hidden Sage, Cattleya knew about it so quickly and commissioned him to investigate. Renekton was not surprised at all.

  The Moss Ascetic Order and Bernadette are both secret peepers, and they must have additional perceptions when it comes to the Hidden Sage.

  Then he went to the study, picked up a feather pen, and wrote a letter to Frank:

  I know, I will reply to you through the messenger in two days.

  During this time, tell the captain not to drive the Future too far, or summon my messenger at a fixed place so that it can locate you.

  Your friend in Backlund: Al.

  Then summon the book messenger and hand over the written letter.

  Put the paper back on himself, and the book messenger quickly sank into the spirit world.

  "Tsk~ unexpected harvest." He sighed softly.

  Originally, Renekton had given up the idea of ​​finding the formula of the Wind Blessed for the Hanged Man Alger, but he didn't expect the captain to turn around again. I just don't know whether this formula comes from the Moss Ascetic Order or the mysterious queen.

  When today's newspaper was delivered, Renekton did not find any news about the East Balam Dockyard last night. It seems that it was suppressed by the Church of the Night.

  Backlund had some rare sunshine today. Renekton moved the small coffee table and chairs to the balcony, enjoying the rare sunshine and reading the books borrowed from Mr. Huang.

  Time soon came to the afternoon, and it was exactly three o'clock in Backlund time. The deep red light like a tide quickly submerged Renekton's sight.

  Deep red light rose up in the grand and ancient palace, outlining several vague figures.

  Miss Justice stood up in a good mood, lifted her skirt, saluted Mr. Fool at the top, and said,

  "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

  "The 'simple' task you entrusted has been completed."

  Renekton glanced at Miss Justice in front of him. She emphasized the word "simple". It seemed that she had obtained some information about Lanevus's death and wanted to test whether it was done by a member of the Tarot Club?

  Klein, who was sitting at the top and shrouded in gray fog, also noticed the little test in Miss Justice's words. He pretended to be calm and said,

  "I already know."

  Then, he sighed and said,

  "This era, this place, is really a hotbed for the advent of evil gods!"

  "This is the inevitable process of civilization moving forward."

  Renekton, who was sitting in his seat and listening quietly, replied with emotion. This abrupt move made everyone look over.

  In the eyes of Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, such an abrupt response to a great being seemed very offensive.

  Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray fog, Klein listened to his fellow countryman's opinion with great interest:

  "Like past history, this era will eventually be replaced by a brand new era when the tide of the times arrives!"

  "A brand new era?" Klein whispered to himself. For some reason, this sentence touched him.     "The wave of the times?"

  Justice Lady Audrey asked curiously.

  But Renekton did not answer. He said the following sentence only because he saw that everyone was attracted by his sudden emotion.

  In front of the audience, Justice Lady Renekton did not want to discuss too much about the topic of the wave of the times.

  Little Sun, who was sitting on Renekton's right hand, was a little confused. He did not understand these words very well.

  The Hanged Man Alger started a brainstorming in his mind.

  The wave of the times? A brand new era.

  Every change of era is accompanied by a war that sweeps the world. Does the White Tower mean that war will break out again in the not too distant future?

  Did the Church of Knowledge find some clues, or was this what they planned?

  After knowing that the White Tower was a Beyonder of the Reader Path and had good strength, the Hanged Man determined that the other party was a member of the Church of Knowledge.

  Low-sequence potions are easy to leak out, but when it comes to mid- and high-sequence potion formulas, they are basically firmly controlled by major churches and organizations.

  Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, pondered for a moment, tapped the table with his fingers, and after everyone looked over, he said softly with a rather ambiguous tone:

  "This is the inevitability of the times, and no one can avoid it."

  Klein originally just wanted to respond to Renekton's words and maintain his lofty image as a fool.

  But then he saw the change in the spiritual light on Renekton's body through his spiritual vision, which meant that his words had a great impact on him.

  Renekton sat in his seat expressionlessly, with his arms folded, thinking about the flag that Klein had set for everyone present.

  He thought of the title of Fate Beacon corresponding to Sefirah Castle, and felt that Klein's unintentional words were influenced by this aspect.

  Seeing that Renekton was lost in thought, Klein manipulated his own trumpet world and turned the topic back to the direction he wanted:

  "Heh! I've read some investigation reports. It's hard for workers in some factories to survive for more than five years. It's in Backlund, in the East District, the Dock District, and the Factory District."

  "People there basically don't have a third generation. Poverty and hunger make their lives wither quickly."

  Mr. World's words made it difficult for Miss Justice Ritual, who grew up in Backlund, to adapt. These were things she had never come into contact with, but she knew that they should all be true.

  She somewhat understood why Mr. Fool would say that in this era, such a place would be a hotbed for the advent of evil gods.

  Audrey intuitively felt that this couldn't go on, otherwise one day, Backlund would be destroyed because of this, just like what Mr. White Tower said about the trend of the times.

  Miss Justice suddenly felt that Mr. White Tower, who had always been very rational and kind, had anticipated all this, and he was on the side of the new era.

  Looking at Miss Justice who was lost in thought, Klein nodded slightly in his heart with satisfaction under the gray fog. He asked the topic to be directed in this direction in order to promote the kingdom's reform from the side through Miss Justice, who was a noble.

  The initial communication of the Tarot Club came to an end. Under the gaze of the Fool, the Hanged Man Alger materialized the last page of Roselle's diary.

  Klein took the diary materialized by the Hanged Man out of thin air and glanced at it casually.

  The content of this page of the diary is related to the law of illegal characteristic aggregation. It is information that has been obtained from Alger, but it can be regarded as a confirmation from the side.

  "There are three paths related to Sefirah Castle, so I will encounter extraordinary people or related events in the thief and apprentice paths in the future. I have even encountered them, but I didn't notice them."

  Klein thought for a moment, and then turned his attention to the second diary at the back. He saw a sentence that he didn't know how to sigh and describe.

  "January 16th, the taste of witches is really good!"

  After reading all the diaries, Klein made the materialized diaries disappear, then leaned back slowly, and said softly:

  "You can communicate freely."

  Renekton immediately leaned forward, raised his right hand slightly and said:

  "Mr. Hanged Man, the formula of the Wind-loving Potion you need can be given to you within this week. You can consider preparing gold pounds, or magical items and materials of corresponding value for exchange."

  Before the Hanged Man could speak in surprise, Renekton continued:

  "My reward as a middleman is very simple, just that page of Roselle's diary!"

  Because in the Hanged Man's cognition, this kind of text created by Emperor Roselle, except Mr. Fool, no one else can decipher it, so when it is materialized, it is quite casual.

  Renekton, who was not far away, "happened" to see the sentence "The taste of witches is really good!"

  Sitting at the top, Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, changed his face slightly. He guessed that Renekton had seen the content of this page of Roselle's diary.

  "Given Al's personality, he is most likely not interested in the message of the Blasphemy Card, but the phrase 'The taste of the witch is really good'. Great Emperor, I'm afraid your later years will be in jeopardy." Chapter 149 Tarot Club in Progress

  Alger was somewhat puzzled as to why the White Tower wanted to exchange the reward he had promised for a page of Roselle's diary, which he had already submitted to Mr. Fool.

  But he was more attracted by the formula of the Wind-Favored Potion, and he quickly asked:

  "How many pounds of gold do you need, or what kind of magical item?"

  "Just give it as you see fit. The other party's condition is a task, a task you can't complete."

  "I will complete that task in exchange for the formula of the Wind-Favored Potion. You only need to give me pounds of gold, or items of corresponding value, plus the Roselle diary I just mentioned."

  Renekton gave the answer. After all, the captain's mission was to investigate the reason for the brief arrival of Backlund's hidden sage, which was not something Alger, who was floating far away on the sea, could do.

  The Hanged Man Alger nodded slightly, not caring about this question. His only goal was the formula of the Wind-Favored Potion, as long as he could get it.

  However, he was still somewhat curious about the mission he could not complete and asked:

  "What kind of mission? What makes you think I can't complete it?"

  "Investigate the brief arrival of the hidden sage in Backlund last night."

  Renekton stated the mission that the captain asked him to help investigate without any fluctuations in his tone.

  The Hanged Man Alger was silent for a moment. He really couldn't complete this mission. Not to mention that he was far away at sea, even if he was in Backlund, he would not dare to investigate such a mission involving the arrival of the evil god.

  Perhaps it was just a carelessness in the mission that put him in danger for unknown reasons, or he lost control and went crazy.

  "I understand, I will prepare an equivalent reward within two days, but you'd better not investigate too deeply into such an incident involving the arrival of the evil god. It's too dangerous."

  The Hanged Man Alger nodded and agreed to the deal, and reminded him again.

  Mr. Fool at the top said in his heart, "No, he doesn't need to investigate anything at all, that's what he did."

  Justice Audrey in front of him thought of the death of Lanevus.

  "The time is right, and the location is Backlund. It's hard not to associate these two things together."

  Audrey kept thinking in her heart.

  A common investigation mission actually involved two evil gods. Audrey was shocked and even more worried. She felt that Backlund was like a huge cake, attracting every evil god to come and take a bite.

  Little Sun didn't know much about the existence of the True Creator and the Hidden Sage, so he didn't interrupt. When he saw that no one was talking, he raised his hand like Miss Justice and said,

  "Mr. World, the magical item you gave me is very useful. I have exchanged materials for it and promoted to Sequence 8. In the next two days, I can hire helpers to obtain the real roots and sap of the Mist Tree Man."

  Little Sun said it in great detail, and the axe that Mr. World gave him was so powerful that it shocked him. Almost two or three random attacks could create a very lethal lightning.

  He liked that extraordinary weapon very much. In Silver City, strength is the reason for liking it!

  "Okay."

  Mr. World nodded gently in response under Klein's control.

  Then he asked everyone again:

  "Madam, sir, do you have any clues about the spinal fluid of the black panther and the medullary crystals of the spring of elves?"

  Miss Justice, who did not have many channels, and Renekton, who never participated in extraordinary gatherings other than the Tarot Club, shook their heads slightly.

  After a few seconds of silence, the Hanged Man Alger said that there would be a grand gathering among pirates recently. At such a large-scale gathering, there might be materials that Mr. World needed.

  "But, I don't think you have any trading conditions that can impress me."

  Alger added at the end.

  "Give some information, and then end the topic with a tone of rejection. Mr. Hanged Man is really a profiteer who is good at raising prices!"

  Renekton sat aside, maintaining a correct posture, and in his heart he was criticizing Mr. Hanged Man.

  Renekton thought about what Klein could take out for trading. After thinking for a long time, he found that Klein really didn't have anything that could impress the Hanged Man Alger. Gold pounds would definitely work, but poor Klein couldn't take out so many gold pounds.

  "I have an incomplete formula for a Sequence 4 potion."

  Klein manipulated Mr. World and told him what he was going to exchange.

  Renekton instantly understood that this incomplete formula should be for the Darkless One of the Sun Path.

  Unfortunately, the Hanged Man Alger had no intention of changing paths, so Mr. Fool's deal could not be completed.

  Miss Justice Audrey's eyes lit up after hearing the incomplete formula of Sequence 4. This is the potion formula for stepping onto the ladder of demigod. Even if it is only incomplete, it cannot be bought with money! Audrey

  couldn't hide her curiosity and asked,

  "Mr. World, can I ask which path the Sequence 4 formula is from? If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say anything."

  Klein manipulated Mr. World and replied in a hoarse voice,

  "I was going to tell you. It's the potion formula for the Sequence 4 Darkless One of the Sun Path."     Sun Path? The one who reacted the most was the little sun next to Renekton on the table. Renekton nodded indifferently, thinking in his heart, no one wanted this formula, how should Klein keep it.

  Although everyone in the Tarot Club can use this formula except Klein himself, no one has the idea of ​​changing the path.

  The only little sun in the Sun Path, Derrick, is only Sequence 8, which is still far from Sequence 4.

  As expected, Klein's deal through Mr. World was rejected by the Hanged Man Alger.

  Mr. World, who was controlled by Klein, was silent for a few seconds.

  Renekton took the opportunity to turn his body to face the gloomy Mr. World and said in a cheerful voice:

  "Mr. World, do you need to borrow money?"

  "Or you can go to Intis and seduce a magician out. I will help you kill him and pick up the characteristics!"

  Klein, who was originally silent for a while and then planned to use some secrets about the top of the sequence that Alger told him to make a deal with Mr. Hanged Man, really fell silent after hearing Renekton's words.

  Although Al's tone was undisguisedly a sign of watching the fun, his proposal made Klein shamefully moved.

  Audrey, who was sitting on the other side, looked back and forth with curiosity, looking at the gloomy Mr. World, and then at Mr. White Tower, whom she had met once, and guessed in her heart:

  "They must know each other, and from Mr. White Tower's tone, we can judge that they must have a good relationship, otherwise Mr. White Tower would not speak in such a joking tone."

  The Hanged Man also looked at White Tower curiously, who was obviously inclined to help the world complete the transaction, and said after consideration:

  "If you can come up with enough gold pounds, I can help you buy the materials you need at the pirate event in the near future."

  "In fact, you have a simpler and faster way to get the materials you need."

  Renekton said in a subtle tone.

  "What method?" Klein asked while controlling the world.

  Renekton shook his head slightly: "After this, find a time to ask me again."

  Renekton thought of a simpler and quicker method, which was to let Klein go directly to the church of the night to pray. Maybe he would meet an unlucky magician on his way home.

  Mr. World nodded slightly and did not continue the topic. Klein planned to wait until today's Tarot Club was over, and then go to Al to ask about his method, and then decide whether to trade with Mr. Hanged Man.

  Miss Justice saw that Mr. World had no intention of talking for the time being, so she turned her eyes to the little sun beside Renekton and said:

  "Mr. Sun, I remember you said that Silver City has the potion formula of sequence nine to sequence seven of the dragon path. If I want to obtain the potion formula of sequence seven, what price do I have to pay?"

  "The potion formula of sequence seven of the sun path." Little Sun answered without hesitation.

  Miss Justice nodded slightly:

  "I will try my best to collect it."

  Renekton recalled in his mind and found that the potion formula of the psychiatrist in his memory only had the main ingredients, and shook his head slightly disappointed.

  Renekton looked at Mr. Fool at the top with a curious look. He remembered that Klein should have the potion formula below Sequence 4 of the Sun Path, but since Klein didn't say anything, maybe he was wrong.

  Renekton raised his hand slightly, and then said:

  "I know the potion formula of the Sun Priest of Sequence 7 of the Sun Path. If you are interested, you can come to me to exchange it at any time. My condition is still the Beyonder characteristics or materials of corresponding value."

  "Of course, if Miss Justice wants to buy it first and trade it with Mr. Sun, it is also possible."

  Audrey's eyes lit up, but suddenly dimmed again. She suddenly realized that her current financial situation could no longer support her to buy a potion formula of Sequence 7.

  Renekton noticed the awkward situation of Little Sun and Audrey, smiled slightly and said:

  "Don't worry, there is no rush to trade. I think Mr. Sun, who has just been promoted to Sequence 8 and has to go to find the real roots and sap of the Mist Tree Man, can't trade for the time being."

  "Uh, yes." Little Sun lowered his head slightly embarrassedly.

  "Okay, thank you, Mr. White Tower."

  Miss Justice regained her composure and nodded happily to Renekton.

  She already understood what Mr. White Tower meant. Mr. Sun, like herself, could not produce anything to trade for the time being.

  So she could wait for a while, until her financial situation eased, and then buy the formula from Mr. White Tower and trade with Mr. Sun.

  "Huh~ Fortunately, Mr. White Tower is happy to facilitate a deal that everyone is satisfied with. If he had reached a deal with Mr. Sun directly, I would have nothing to exchange for the psychiatrist's formula from Mr. Sun." Chapter 150 Private Rabbit Customization

  The transaction session ended, and in the following free exchange session, the Hanged Man was the first to start sharing information:

  "A new pirate general appeared on the sea, and she conquered the fleet of Hurricane Vice Admiral Qilingos."

  "She?" Miss Justice Audrey noticed the words used by Mr. Hanged Man and said with great interest.

  The Hanged Man Alger nodded slowly and said:

  "She used to be a very famous pirate, the sick girl Tracy, have you heard of her?"

  "No, I don't know much about this."

  Miss Justice Audrey shook her head honestly.

  In addition to the Hanged Man Alger who was mixed in the sea, only Renekton, who had been at sea for a period of time, knew about this information.

  There was silence for two seconds. Alger did not waste time explaining and continued,

  "She conquered Qilingos' fleet last month and renamed the ship 'Black Death' and called herself 'Vice Admiral of Disease'."

  "She is good at using curses, black flames, and frost-related abilities. People who are hostile to her always suffer from various diseases. No one knows which sequence she belongs to, but what is certain is that her strength belongs to the level of Sequence Five." "Witch

  path, this Vice Admiral of Disease should be a Sequence Five Witch of Pain."

  In the eyes of everyone who were either surprised or enlightened, Renekton continued to talk about the characteristics of pain:

  "Witches of this sequence have the ability to actively charm, and can even make the enemy give up resistance in order to get close to themselves. After a long period of getting along, repeated charm can make the target's affection for themselves deeply rooted in the bone marrow."

  "They are good at destroying beauty and reaping pain. This is both a role-playing requirement and, um, a certain degree of psychological distortion after a man becomes a woman."

  Miss Justice opened her lips slightly in surprise, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

  The Hanged Man nodded slightly, then said after a moment of hesitation:

  "It is said that after the fleet of Qilingos was conquered by Vice Admiral of Disease, it was indeed very loyal, more loyal than when it was under Qilingos's command."

  Under Klein's manipulation, Mr. World also spoke:

  "Witches are always accompanied by disasters and chaos."

  Dong~dong~

  The sound of knocking on the bronze table came, and everyone turned to look at Mr. Fool at the top again.

  Klein laughed with some contempt in his voice, and then said:

  "This is the influence of their proximity to the original."

  "Original?" Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man were surprised at the same time.

  The word original has different meanings.

  But Mr. Fool, who was shrouded in gray fog, did not explain more, which made Audrey, who wanted to continue asking, not know whether to speak or not.

  Renekton shook his head slightly. Klein directed and acted by himself and did not finish. It was likely that he only knew this much, or perhaps he got some information from the witch through spiritual communication.

  Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Klein could always observe the status of everyone here. He didn't want to expose the fact that he was distracted by such a serious topic.

  Renekton raised his hand slightly, coughed lightly, attracted everyone's attention, and said:

  "Ahem! I can answer some questions for you." "

  The original that Mr. Fool mentioned should refer to the Sequence 0 of the Witch Path. The original witch can also be called the Chaos Witch."

  Without giving others the opportunity to ask what Sequence 0 is, he continued:

  "In the potion system, on the same path, the high sequence has a natural suppression on the low sequence. As the sequence increases, this effect becomes more obvious."

  "After reaching Sequence 0, you have absolute control over the entire path. All extraordinary people who embark on this path will inevitably move closer to them."

  When everyone was shocked beyond words, Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, was the first to react. He figured out a lot of things.

  Why is there the role-playing method? Why did Roselle describe the role-playing method as stealing the power in the potion? Why did the major churches still only master one or two paths after thousands of years, and only one path was fully mastered.

  Then Klein leaned back slightly under the gray fog and chuckled,

  "Heh! This is the origin of the role-playing method."

  "This is the origin of the role-playing method?" Justice Audrey was stunned for a moment, and then began to think.

  So the role-playing method plays the gods of the corresponding path? But there are only seven righteous gods. Could it be that some paths play those evil gods? For example, the witch path that Mr. Baita mentioned just now plays the original witch.

  No wonder Mr. Fool emphasized that we are just playing when he told us about the role-playing method!

  Once you lose yourself, will the Beyonder be assimilated by the corresponding god?

  The Hanged Man Alger also thought of these questions. He understood this better as he was in the Church of the Storm, because although the Beyonders in the church have their own personalities, as long as they are Beyonders of the Sailor Path, they inevitably have many things in common.

  "No wonder the Church only has the Sailor Path completely under its control. It's not because it can't get other paths, but because only this path is completely controlled by the Lord of the Storm!"

  The Hanged Man Alger couldn't help but start to think of more, without exception, all of these were blasphemous thoughts.

  Only Little Sun did not show too much worry, because he knew that the Sun was the authority of the omniscient and almighty God that Silver City believed in.

  "I am getting closer to the omniscient and almighty God. If assimilation can save Silver City, I am willing!"

  Little Sun's inner thoughts were different from others. Being in the God-forsaken Land, he was more concerned about saving Silver City than himself.

  Justice Audrey hesitated, looking at Mr. Fool at the top, and then looking at Renekton in front of him.

  "Miss Justice, what do you want to ask?"

  Renekton saw Audrey's movements and guessed that she wanted to ask which god the audience path corresponded to.     Klein also guessed it, but he didn't know the answer, so he just pretended that there was no hint.

  Justice Audrey nodded slightly and said,

  "Mr. Baita, do you know which god corresponds to the audience path? What kind of reward do you need to pay?"

  "Reward, please help me customize some clothes for small animals. I'll tell you the specific size and style later."

  Rekton was going to order some customized clothes for his own Bugs Bunny. After such a long time, Bugs Bunny's vests and cloaks were damaged, so it was just right for Miss Audrey to customize a few sets for him privately, no, privately.

  "Bugs Bunny? Miss Justice personally customized clothes, which must be exclusive to the nobility! I didn't expect that one day I would envy a rabbit." Klein thought helplessly in his heart.

  "Clothes for small animals?"

  "Okay, no problem, I will ask my favorite designer to customize it for it."

  Miss Audrey was very interested in the small animal that Mr. Baita mentioned. If Mr. Baita could find someone to customize clothes for it personally, it must be a magical animal like Susie?

  I wonder what animal it is? Is it also a dog? Or a cat? Or something else? Will it be a reader channel like Mr. Baita? In that case, I need to customize a pair of glasses for it.

  Audrey was so absorbed in her imagination of another magical animal that she forgot to ask Renekton for the answer she wanted.

  "Ahem." A light cough brought Miss Justice back to her senses, and Renekton spoke:

  "There are no gods in the audience channel for the time being."

  "Not for the time being? In other words, there may be one in the near future?"

  Justice Audrey tasted the hidden meaning in Renekton's words.

  Maintaining a smiling expression, she nodded slightly in the direction of Renekton, and then fell into deep thought.

  Mr. Baita meant that there is already a being close to a god in the audience channel. I hope that person is not an evil god, otherwise I need to consider changing channels.

  "There are no gods in the audience channel? Well, this is consistent with my relevant speculation."

  Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, nodded slightly, and the people whose vision was blocked by the gray fog could not see this subtle movement.

  After getting the information she wanted to know, Audrey turned to share some of the things she knew about Backlund:

  "Backlund has recently had a serial murder case, a total of 11 cases, except for one that was confirmed to be a copycat crime."

  "The characteristic of this serial murder case is that it targets women who used to be street girls but now have regular jobs. The murderer will cut open their abdomens and take out all their internal organs."

  Little Sun, who was sitting on the right hand side of Rekton, suddenly said:

  "I know this ritual."

  "Ritual? You know?" Audrey asked back in surprise and delight.

  Little Sun Derrick nodded:

  "I remember this ritual. I have seen it in the textbook. It is quite ancient. It is a ritual used by demons to assist their promotion. It often appears when Sequence Six is ​​promoted to Sequence Five."

  Audrey asked in surprise:

  "A ritual used by demons to assist their promotion?"

  "Yes, Sequence Six of the Abyss Path is called Demon, which is also the origin of the name of the demon race."

  Little Sun Derrick answered very seriously.

  Then, under Audrey's questioning, Little Sun Derrick recounted the specific content of the ritual:

  "The minimum is 13 people, and the maximum is 49. The more complete the ritual is, the better the effect."

  "There must be at least three days between two murders, otherwise it will be easy to get out of control, but it cannot be more than nine days, otherwise the ritual will be reset."

  "After each murder, the devil will eat the victim's internal organs. From then on, he will always be in a state of rage and bloodthirsty, wanting to hurt others until this desire is satisfied."

  "It's terrible."

  Audrey sighed from the bottom of her heart after listening to Little Sun's description. She even felt that it was cruel just to imagine that scene.

  Renekton thought of Klein, who was invited by Isengard Stanton to investigate the case, and added some information about the demons:

  "Due to the special nature of the Abyss Path, Beyonders who take this path are very likely to lose control. Even if they are lucky enough not to lose control, they will gradually become cold-blooded and cruel, and easily controlled by desires such as bloodlust and killing."

  "And demons derived from different races are different, with their own unique abilities, so the descriptions of demons in those stories and legends are so different."

  Klein raised his head slightly and looked at Renekton who was describing the characteristics of demons. He always felt that the other party was reminding him by saying this at this time.

  "What Al means is that the demon in this case is not necessarily human?"