Chapter 441 Preaching
Renekton tapped the coffee cup with his right index finger and said calmly:
"He is still using those mushrooms to infect the poor people and spread the faith of the Great Mother to them, but his actions seem to have accelerated a bit."
"As expected, with the help of my Lord's power, we destroyed a lot of mushrooms growing along the river. He may have noticed some problems, so he chose to speed up."
Leo Master nodded slightly, as if he had expected it.
After a short silence, Renekton changed the subject and said:
"It will take a few days for the weapons purchased from Feysac to be delivered to West Balam. The Golden Dream is outside the safe channel of the Raging Sea, and the speed of the voyage will be affected to some extent."
"When the weapons arrive here, we can start."
Leo Master smiled rarely, which made the deep wrinkles on his face look even deeper.
He lowered his eyes to look at the holy emblem of the True Creator, which was composed of a scarlet cross and a blooming rose, placed on the table. He prayed softly for a moment, and then responded with a chuckle:
"The Secret Saint and I will lead a group of church members to hold back the Beyonders of the Steam Church and the Intis military, but we need some additional support to end the battle quickly."
"Along with the Golden Dream came a saint who believes in the 'Evangelist'. He will assist you and end the battle as soon as possible."
"Besides, we are also favored by fate!"
Renekton replied with a chuckle, leaning back leisurely on a wooden chair.
He took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and then Leo Master suggested that those who were willing to learn about the 'Evangelist' be gathered together, and Renekton would preach to them.
Under the shade of the trees behind the factory, Renekton was sitting under a tree that required two people to hug to take a nap.
Under the shade of the trees around him or on the benches, workers in uniform gathered in groups of three or two, discussing something in a low voice.
Renekton, who was dozing off, listened to the discussions of the people around him while thinking wildly, "I'm really not good at preaching. It would be great if Ethan was here. He seems to be very good at this kind of thing."
As his thoughts were churning, Renekton felt someone approaching him. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the other person.
He was a man in a mysterious black robe, about thirty years old, with slightly curly brown hair, each strand was hard, and his eyes were deep, as if they contained countless stars.
He held a dark brown cane in his right hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his curiosity was not concealed. After seeing Renekton noticed him, he saluted slightly and said,
"Good afternoon, Your Excellency the Envoy of God, I didn't expect that you are not only the messenger of my Lord, but also the messenger of the 'Knowledgeable One'."
"When you go out, you give yourself an identity."
Renekton replied lazily, not paying attention to the other party's surprised eyes, and he didn't mean to get up from the ground at all.
There was a faint deep blue glow in his eyes. The other person's figure turned into a mass of complex information polymer in his eyes. He distinguished the special things about the other person bit by bit.
Renekton saw the layers of illusory doors on the other person's body, and an invisible and vast shadow curtain completely enveloped him.
In the complex information, he saw a silver-black three-layer jewelry box with a very high status. Even his Secret Eye could not see all the information contained in it, or he could not see it clearly, otherwise he would look directly at the terrifying pollution sealed in it.
Was it pollution from the starry sky? Was it the Box of the Old Days that the Abraham family once possessed? He was the "Secret Saint" Butis who defected to the Aurora Society?
It's really not easy for a Secret Peer. The Secret Eye finally became controllable after becoming a demigod, but it also became more powerful, able to see more and more terrifying things through weak connections. The dangers of other paths either come from adjacent paths or from the top of the sequence. Only Secret Peers, many of them kill themselves.
Renekton's gaze made Butis pause uncomfortably. He felt that the eyes of this messenger of God saw him particularly clearly, and it seemed that no secrets could be hidden from the other's gaze.
Renekton quickly retracted his gaze, looked up at Butis, chuckled and said:
"'Secret Saint' Butis? Appearing here at this time, are you also curious about the 'Knowledgeable'?"
Feeling the disappearance of the gaze that seemed to be able to spy on everything, Butis pulled the corners of his mouth somewhat stiffly, and forced a smile:
"It's me. Anyone would want to know about a secret existence that has never been heard of. Besides, I am also very curious about the teachings of that unknown god."
Noticing Butis's expression, Renekton smiled without any emotion and said:
"Sorry, it is the instinct of a secret peeper to observe the things around him. If my gaze makes you feel uncomfortable, please forgive me, I will try my best to restrain myself."
"The secret peeper's secret eye? I have always known that the secret peeping eye can see more than most extraordinary people, but I didn't expect your secret peeping eye to be so powerful. Under that kind of gaze, it seems that nothing can escape."
Butis quickly restrained his emotions, and spoke like a chat with a look of curiosity and surprise. Renekton nodded without comment, and sighed softly:
"In the world of extraordinary people, seeing too much and knowing too much is often not a good thing. Half of the reasons for the loss of control and death of secret peepers are because of their eyes."
While Renekton and Butis were chatting, the workers in the factory and even some of the surrounding people had gathered. Under the guidance of the factory managers, they formed a semicircle and sat down with leaves or wooden boards under themselves.
Butis looked around, then grabbed the void with his right hand, and the surrounding space was instantly distorted and shrouded in shadows.
He combined the secret keeping and space hiding abilities of the secret mage to exert a hidden effect on this space, isolating it from any possible peeping and exploration.
After doing all this, he nodded slightly to Renekton, then walked aside and stood quietly beside a palm tree, waiting for Renekton's next sermon with the surrounding workers and nearby residents.
Taking a deep breath, Renekton stood up with one hand on the protruding tree root on the ground. His figure instantly became transparent, turning into a stream of bright starlight, and soon condensed into a figure in the center of a semicircle formed by a crowd not far away.
He walked out in the bright and twinkling starlight, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked around, taking in the surprised, curious, or eager eyes around him.
He lowered his voice a little to make his voice sound solemn and steady, and said:
"Everyone, good afternoon."
"I am the messenger of the 'Evangelist', sowing the seeds of knowledge for Him, spreading the glory of civilization, and guiding the direction for everyone who explores the mystery."
"You can call me: Al Tynes."
After briefly introducing himself, he looked at the quiet crowd around him and chuckled. There was a deep blue pure brilliance flowing in his eyes, giving people an extremely sacred and wise feeling, but he seemed quite indifferent because of his excessive rationality.
In this state, he is more like a wise sage. His words and actions give people an indescribable persuasiveness:
"My Lord is the unknown God; He has never existed because no one really knows Him. He also exists forever because He is incarnated in all things, in every tiny thing around us, and in every thought of ours." "
'The Knowledgeable' is my Lord's modesty. He believes that as long as he keeps exploring, knowledge will be endless, so He only considers himself a Knowledgeable."
"He is the essence of knowledge, the brilliance of civilization, and the ultimate answer to all mysteries. Everything we know and what we don't know comes from Him."
"We gave birth to civilization because of knowledge, so He is also the brilliance of civilization. We explore mysteries because of our thirst for knowledge. My Lord is the source of all mysteries."
When everyone was immersed in Renekton's words, he turned his wrist like a magician and took out a burning match. The dim flame was gently moving, as if it would go out at any time.
"I think what I saw with my own eyes should be more profound and more credible than my description."
"Then please join me in watching the knowledge and glory of this civilization!"
Renekton narrated in a calm and low voice. His words seemed to be attractive, making everyone subconsciously focus their eyes on the burning match in his hand.
The flickering flames became huge and hazy in their eyes, as if countless scenes appeared in front of them, so many that their brains could not handle them all, and they could only see the constantly changing light and shadow. The
fuzzy and hazy picture gradually became clear, and they saw many figures appearing and disappearing one after another.
Among them were giants as tall as hills with gray-blue skin; dragons with huge membrane-covered wings hovering in the sky; phoenixes covered with feathers made of pale flames and mysterious patterns, like messengers of death; and demons wrapped in red and blue-white flames. The most conspicuous were the humans who were subordinate to these races.
"In the unknown ancient times, this world was ruled by legendary creatures such as dragons, giants, and phoenixes, and we humans, as their vassal races, barely lived."
Renekton's voice was low and hoarse, as if it carried a sense of vicissitudes of history.
The hazy and blurred picture around him changed again, as if it had spanned a long time. At this time, humans were relatively independent. They had different beliefs and developed a complete system of Beyonders, becoming the race that truly ruled the world.
The picture continued to change. The first empire of mankind appeared, the First Solomon Empire that ruled the entire northern continent. Then there were constant disputes, and kingdoms continued to appear and fall
until the Fifth Epoch, until the man named Roselle appeared. The picture suddenly became much clearer. Under the leadership of Roselle, the "Son of Steam", the level of science and technology in this world has risen sharply.
They saw the emergence of various machines, the social progress brought about by the Industrial Revolution, and the various changes in life.
The definition of civilization appeared clearly and heavily in the hearts of everyone around them. They had never seen the development of society and the progress of the times so clearly and intuitively.
"We gave birth to civilization because of the inheritance of knowledge, explored mysteries because of the thirst for knowledge, set off the tide of the times, and promoted the development of society."
"Roselle is the one who did the best and most successful. He used to be the favorite of knowledge and civilization. Now He has come to the side of my Lord and become a truly great man!"
Renekton narrated in a calm tone, as if telling a legend, a story. Chapter 442 Questions and Answers
The followers of the God of Steam and Machinery can indeed be called followers of knowledge and civilization. Although Roselle is about to turn into the shape of the Mother Goddess, as long as the Demon of Knowledge or the Lord of Mystery appears, he can still get some of his life-saving grace and repay it as a part-time job!
Renekton curled his lips slightly and quickly gathered his thoughts. He looked up with emotion and saw Butis looking at him with deep eyes. The index finger of his right hand holding the cane moved slightly, as if he was considering his words.
After a moment of silence, Butis asked in a deep voice:
"Emperor Roselle is still alive? And has he reached that point?"
"If the other party is Emperor Roselle, this is not worth marveling at, right?"
Renekton responded with a chuckle, and at the same time sighed in his heart that although he had just become a god, he was killed by the Eternal Sun.
The expression on Butis's face changed from confusion to sudden enlightenment, and then he nodded slightly and said:
"Indeed, that was Emperor Roselle. No, it is not surprising that He has achieved such an achievement."
"So, the appearance of Roselle was the layout of the 'Evangelist' from the beginning? To promote the development of the times?"
"No." Renekton shook his head slightly, facing the curious eyes of the people around him, he chuckled and said:
"The 'Evangelist' never actively interferes with the development and operation of the world. He only exists objectively, watching and recording everything in the world."
"Whenever a life bursts out with a spark of wisdom because of thinking, He will cast a glance. The true wise man can use this to glimpse a glimpse of His figure from the boundless knowledge and mysteries and become His companion."
The companion. Butis narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a tone without much fluctuation:
"'The Black Saint' occasionally mentions 'The Creator' and 'The All-Seeing One' together. You are both Their messenger, so who do you think is greater?"
Renekton glanced around casually and saw that the people around him were all curious. He probably understood why Butis asked this question. He chuckled and said,
"Their greatness is not something you and I can judge. Everyone has his or her own criteria."
"But if you must force a comparison, you can understand it this way:
'The Creator' is the creator of all things, whether it is the earth beneath our feet or the vast starry sky above our heads, or you and me, along with all life on this earth, all originate from the 'Creator'. His greatness needs no further explanation."
'The All-Seeing One' is the embodiment of knowledge and civilization. This is the biggest difference between us and ordinary animals, because we have developed our own civilization and are still making progress. There is no end to knowledge and civilization, so we will never see the full picture of 'The All-Seeing One' and cannot truly know His greatness. "
If you think that the existence of the world and the world itself are more important, then you can think that the 'Creator' is greater. If you think that the foggy and uncertain future is more important, then you can think that the 'Knower' is greater."
"Of course, in my personal opinion, there is no difference in who is greater among them. What really affects our judgment is what kind of path we are on!"
Butis nodded slightly and took two steps forward, murmured and said:
"So that's the case. If I hadn't already determined my own path, I might consider walking with knowledge and mystery."
Facing Renekton's slightly puzzled and incredible eyes, he chuckled and explained:
"My original intention of becoming an extraordinary person was not just for extraordinary power, but more to change myself and change their views of me."
"With the passing of my loved ones one by one, I gradually forgot this original goal. "
Butis's eyes became much deeper, as if complex emotions were flowing. With a light sigh, he skipped the topic and said,
"As the messenger of the 'Evangelist', what do you think of our future? Will the Southern Continent be as prosperous as the Northern Continent is now?"
Butis's question was agreed and expected by everyone around him. As native people of the Southern Continent, they have lived on a land colonized by various parties since childhood. There may be a small number of people who are content with the status quo, but more people still hope to establish a new country belonging to the people of the Southern Continent, a country as prosperous as the countries in the Northern Continent.
Renekton looked around, taking in the expressions of everyone around him, then he condensed a burning match again, chuckled and said,
"The future is uncertain, but I can show you a future that I can foresee, a future recognized by the 'Evangelist.' "
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the flickering flames on the matches became hazy and blurred, and colorful lights flickered everywhere. As their sight got closer, they realized that those lights of different colors were actually all lights.
This is a city with tall buildings of strange shapes. The colorful lights illuminate every corner of the city, revealing the peculiar scene of the perfect combination of machinery and architecture, with a strange beauty that does not belong to this era.
The roads that intersect like a spider web connect every part of the city. Steam cars of various shapes stop and go on the streets, and there are many strangely shaped airships hovering over the city.
"Is this a light? Why are there so many colors?"
"And many lights are made into words, just like the signs of those shops."
"The houses here are so tall!"
"Are those steam-like coffin cars? "
The surrounding discussions were one after another, and even the "Secret Saint" Butis was staring at this illusion in amazement.
"Even if it is an illusion, it needs a real existence to be so realistic, but has this strange and magnificent city really existed? Even Backlund, which is known as the 'City of All Cities', is too far away from this city."
"Incredible city, completely beyond my imagination, is this the future?"
Butis did not deliberately lower his voice. He was not only asking himself, but also guiding the people around him.
Renekton chuckled and nodded, responding leisurely:
"The future is never fixed. It will have different diversions because of each of our choices. This is the most suitable future chosen by the 'Knowledgeable One'." "
The Fifth Epoch is coming to an end. Before the real doomsday comes, the 'Knowledgeable One' will truly appear to lead the tide of the times, push the development of the times to the best future, and open up the Sixth Epoch."
"This is the struggle between civilization and doomsday!" Butis nodded slightly to Renekton, and then stopped asking questions. Instead, he looked at the people around him and saw the emotions flashing in their eyes. Although they could not believe in the "Evangelist" now, they also recognized his teachings.
Under the guidance of the Lord, the Protestant Church is trying to change people's current situation, helping them live better in this world full of suffering, and letting them see a little hope. The teachings of the "Evangelist" are telling them to improve themselves and create a better future for themselves.
No wonder they would unite. In addition to uniting against the Seven Gods and many evil gods, their ideas also complement each other to a certain extent, and there will not be too strong conflicts between believers.
"Lord God, how long will this future last?"
Butis' thoughts were interrupted by a somewhat abrupt voice. He looked at Renekton with some curiosity, waiting for his answer. He was also curious about this question.
The match in Renekton's hand also burned out at this time. The dreamlike scene around him quickly disappeared, and the midday sun fell again, pulling the people who were still a little distracted back to reality.
He slightly turned his body to face the worker who had asked the question. Under the gaze of the Eye of Secrets, Renekton could easily see his real age, less than thirty years old, but his face looked a little old, as if he had been through a lot, with wrinkles on his forehead, his eyes were very bright, and he was full of confidence in his life.
Renekton chuckled and nodded at him, saying,
"It won't be too long. When the tide of the times reaches its peak, when the 'Evangelist' comes in person, it won't be more than ten years."
"Not more than ten years? That's great, that
's great." "Yeah, I can live another ten years."
"There's a winding river in that miraculous city just now. Is that the future Pas Valley?"
"Lord God, can such a city really be built in less than ten years?"
Various voices rang out one after another. Renekton chuckled and said in a leisurely and mysterious tone,
"This world not only has ordinary people, but also various machines, extraordinary people, and gods!"
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, so quiet that Renekton seemed to hear the sound of swallowing saliva.
After a long while, someone murmured,
"Was that a city created by the gods just now? No wonder, I always feel that it is like a miracle."
Renekton stood aside silently, listening quietly to the discussions of the people around him, without trying to explain more to them.
With the current level of technology in this world, it is indeed difficult to build a city that is close to cyberpunk. Even if it relies on the ability of the Beyonder, it is difficult. However, except for the Perfect One, He will not be able to completely restore it if He does it personally.
After waiting for a while, until the voices of discussion around him died down, Renekton smiled and said:
"Today's sermon ends here. I will come again at this time next week. If you are interested, you can wait here at the same time."
As soon as the voice fell, the brilliance in his eyes suddenly surged, and the bright galaxy was reflected from his eyes, and pieces of starlight were scattered around.
These starlights had no temperature at all, but they were extremely sacred. Anyone who was illuminated by the starlight clearly felt that their minds were much clearer, and the discomfort caused by sitting cross-legged all the time was swept away.
The scattered starlight did not last too long. It took only a few breaths, and they dissipated along with the convergent brilliance in Renekton's eyes.
"The sourness in my body disappeared directly, so magical!"
"Is this the ability of a Beyonder?"
The crowd discussed again, but this time they stopped quickly because a bolder person asked the question that everyone was concerned about:
"Lord God's Envoy, can we become Beyonders?"
Butis looked at Renekton curiously, not knowing how he would answer. According to the theory of the Aurora Society, it was possible, but the number of Beyonders was constant, and it was impossible to prepare a potion for everyone, even if it was only Sequence Nine.
Renekton curled his lips. He casually displayed his Beyonder ability just to wait for this question.
He turned his head to look at the young worker who asked the question, chuckled and said,
"Yes, any creature can become a Beyonder."
"There are currently two known ways to become an Beyonder. One is the current mainstream potion system, where you can get promoted by taking corresponding potions, but the number of potions is limited, so only a few people can become Beyonders by taking potions."
At this point, he gradually slowed down his tone and made his voice deeper, saying,
"The second method is to become a spirit world sorcerer who gains power through knowledge. This is a system that belongs to the 'knowledgeable'. Any intelligent creature can step into it, even a rabbit or a kitten. As long as they are smart enough, they have the qualifications to become a spirit world sorcerer."
"Unlike the potion system, the spirit world sorcerer system has no limit on quantity, but it has high requirements for knowledge. One needs to explore mysteries and master knowledge to gain power, and rely on the spirit world to demonstrate substantial Beyonder abilities." Chapter 443 The Arrival of the Blood Clan
After a brief pause, Renekton continued in a deep voice:
"These two systems do not conflict, and can even influence each other to bring positive improvements."
While speaking, he closed his eyes and quickly entered a meditative state, sketching the brass-colored ring in his mind, while rhythmically oscillating his own spirituality.
As a light blue radiance like water waves rippled, a somewhat incomplete ring emerged behind him. In the middle of the ring, a pattern of opening pages outlined by several twisted lines seemed to be flipping rapidly as if it had substance.
"As long as the corresponding knowledge is mastered, the spiritual world warlock can use the connection between himself and the spiritual world to attract the power of the spiritual world and complete the corresponding spell."
After a simple explanation, Renekton used the dragon language to mutter in a low voice: "Frost!"
The azure and crystal streamer instantly exploded under his feet, and a thin layer of white frost instantly condensed on the ground and quickly spread around. In a moment, the area that Butis had imposed a secret on became a silver-white area.
Before the people around him could react to the sudden drop in temperature, Renekton had already whispered the second word in the dragon language: "Sun!"
As he opened his hands, a magnificent, pure, blazing sun descended from the sky, covering the surroundings. The newly condensed white frost instantly melted, and the temperature that had originally dropped also rose rapidly. In just a moment, people could feel the hot breath of summer.
The sudden blazing sun lasted for about ten seconds before gradually disappearing. After demonstrating the ability of a spiritual world warlock, Renekton turned around and walked towards Butis on the side, nodding slightly to him.
Butis nodded slowly, then raised his right hand and slowly pulled it. The secrets around him suddenly disappeared, and the sun that was distorted by the shadow became bright again. A chilly wind suddenly blew, bringing the people who were addicted to the magic of the Beyonder back to their senses.
After doing all this, Butis turned his attention back to Renekton. He asked curiously,
"The knowledge-based spiritual world warlock system should have considerable entry requirements. How do you plan to spread this new system?"
Hearing Butis's question, the workers who were originally preparing to return to the factory to start afternoon work also slowed down their pace unconsciously, lowered their voices, and all tilted their ears to listen to Renekton's answer.
Renekton saw all this, and then deliberately raised his voice and answered,
"I plan to establish a relatively loose school. Anyone who is interested in spiritual world warlocks can come to learn. When the Pas River Valley area stabilizes, this plan will begin to be promoted."
"Before that, I will explain some knowledge to the people who come to listen after each sermon."
"It seems that I also need to come to listen to your sermons more often." Butis chuckled and continued.
After getting the answer, the workers around them also quickened their pace. There was still a while before the afternoon work time, and they could rest in the workshop before starting work.
After all the workers around him left, Butis spoke again:
"Have you seen that city just now?"
"To some extent, I have seen it, but it doesn't really exist, at least not now."
Renekton responded with a groan. He looked at Butis's expression and couldn't help laughing.
Although I don't know what he thought of, I must have thought too much. It was just a three-dimensional cyberpunk city network map that I made.
The scene was silent for a moment, and Butis whispered with a sigh:
"As a secret mage, I believe that I have been to many places and seen many local landscapes and customs, but when I saw that city, I still felt incredible. It was a picture beyond my imagination."
"Even though I am already a demigod, I still look forward to the future you talk about."
"The future will inevitably come, driven by everyone and everything, but what kind of future it will be is determined by our efforts."
Renekton groaned with emotion.
Butis nodded without comment and quickly skipped the topic. Compared with the future, he was more curious about the Beyonder system that was independent of potions.
In the evening, Rekton returned to the hotel on the other side of the Pas River Valley and was sitting by the stove enjoying the dinner brought by the hotel waiter, a plate of fried rice mixed with barbecue, and a glass of fresh juice mixed with wine.
As he was enjoying his dinner with relish, his inspiration was suddenly touched. A crimson hazy moonlight shone in from the window and quickly reorganized in front of the window, revealing two figures wearing long black tuxedos.
While chewing the barbecue in his mouth, Rekton looked at the two people who suddenly broke in curiously.
The leader was a good-looking mixed-race person, who was estimated to be more than 1.8 meters tall. His dark golden hair was long and fell on his shoulders. His eyes were bright red like blood. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, but because of his slightly raised chin, he looked a little cold and distant.
He was wearing a long black tuxedo with a dark red interior. His standing posture and temperament were slightly arrogant.
Behind him was another man wearing a long black tuxedo. His clothes and hair were meticulously groomed. There were faint crow's feet between his eyebrows. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, but his manners were elegant and decent. He
was muscular and looked like a tough and healthy middle-aged gentleman. He was holding a black cane inlaid with dark green gems.
Whether it was the moonlight ability they had just displayed or the two pairs of blood-red eyes, they all showed their identities, vampires! And they were vampires of a high sequence! After
swallowing the food in his mouth, Renekton picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped his lips. Then he stood up from his seat, looked at the two vampires who were looking at him, and said,
"Good evening, both of you. What should I call you?" "Bells." The young man in the lead responded with a rather arrogant look.
"Matthew Quince." The middle-aged gentleman who was a little behind Bells responded with a smile.
Renekton nodded slightly, not having any opinion on their attitude. After all, the vampires had already engraved their arrogance into their bones.
He recalled the information he got from the Church of Knowledge in his mind, and there was indeed information about these two vampires:
Bells, a vampire count who was about 100 years old, was called the 'Scarlet Eye'. He was very good at spells in the dark and strange fields. He could curse any creature he saw, and his fighting style was very bloody.
Matthew Quince, a vampire who had lived for more than two hundred years, seemed to have been a viscount a long time ago, but had never been promoted to earl. He had a deep study of the moon and seemed to have a close relationship with the Church of the Earth.
Renekton quickly gathered his thoughts, looked at the two vampires in front of him and said in a deep voice:
"Are the vampires planning to send you two to take action? The follower of the Original Moon is preparing for the ceremony to be promoted to Sequence Three."
"Scarlet Eyes" Bells snorted lightly, and said with a disdainful tone:
"Of course not, we are just here to negotiate with you about the subsequent cooperation plan and the final division of the spoils."
"The minion of the Original Moon is just an ancient alchemist who is less than Sequence Three. The 'Full Moon' Grand Guild is personally watching the battlefield. Under His gaze, no accidents can happen."
Renekton nodded slightly, with no intention of arguing with the other party, and said directly:
"The gains from individual battles belong to the individual, and the items obtained from cooperation and the subsequent gains confiscated will be distributed uniformly by the Church of Knowledge after everything is over."
To his surprise, the seemingly arrogant vampire count did not refute him after he said that the spoils would be distributed uniformly by the Church of Knowledge. Instead, he waited calmly for his next words.
Yes, although he looks young, this guy is actually an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. He is no longer as impulsive as Emlyn.
He immediately gathered his thoughts and continued,
"The Church of Knowledge has no special demand for these characteristics. The characteristics of the Moon Path can be selected by you vampires first. Similarly, the characteristics of cultivators will be allocated to the Church of the Earth first. You vampires should not want to jump to another path to advance, right?" "
Of course not. This is a betrayal of the Moon. Any vampire who jumps to another path will no longer be a vampire!"
Bells frowned slightly, his tone lowered, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
Renekton seemed to have not noticed his expression and continued to speak:
"The action will probably take place in the next few days. In order to prevent possible accidents, we still need to make some preparations."
"You vampires can also make some more arrangements during this time, but it is best to be concealed and not expose yourself. The original moon's follower has a lot of puppets in the Pas River Valley. It would be bad if he noticed the problem in advance."
"Puppets? That madman really developed this technology!" Matthew Coins frowned slightly and pondered.
Renekton looked at him with some curiosity. The vampire viscount seemed to be very familiar with the original moon's follower.
Before he could ask, Matthew Coins began to explain, his tone as if he was telling a story:
"That happened more than 20 years ago. It happened to be the night of the blood moon. I accidentally ran into a few idiots who were holding a ceremony to pray for blessings from the original moon. They were already polluted at the time, so I cleaned them up. He was born at that time, under the blood moon, and crawled out of the belly of his mother whose body had changed."
"He attracted the attention of the original moon as soon as he was born, or it was because of the influence of the original moon that he crawled out of his mother's belly at that time."
"I originally planned to clean him up directly, but the people from the Church of the Earth arrived too quickly. I thought they should be able to take care of the aftermath, so I left directly."
He paused here, and his tone became solemn:
"But the development of things obviously exceeded my imagination. In less than a year, the bishop of the Church of the Earth in charge of local affairs defected. The church did not give a specific explanation, but only announced to the public that he was relieved of his position and clergy status. But the truth is obvious, isn't it?"
"Until two years ago, I met a primitive moon believer who called himself Sorik in Litpool. My spiritual intuition and the special smell on him told me that he was the baby I saw that year."
"At that time, he was just a druid who was seeking the opportunity to be promoted to an ancient alchemist. I had a brief contact with him. He always gave me a very dangerous feeling. In addition, he was not a Beyonder of the Moon Path, so I gave up the idea of hunting him."
The expression on Bells' face gradually became shocked and solemn as Matthew narrated. He looked at Matthew in surprise and said,
"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?" Chapter 444 The Messenger
Matthew shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"I didn't take this matter too seriously. After I met the follower of the original moon again, I rarely participated in the gatherings of the blood clan."
"If it weren't for the possibility of obtaining additional characteristics of the wizard king this time, I wouldn't have participated."
Bells nodded lightly, without dwelling too much on this issue, and asked:
"When he was just a druid, he could make you feel dangerous?"
Matthew is a blood clan who has lived for more than 200 years. He has stayed at the level of Sequence Five for a long time. Whether it is his own combat experience or the magical items he has, they are rich after a long period of accumulation.
In this situation, Matthew will still feel danger from the other party. Either the other party has a very powerful magical item, or the other party himself is a terrifying extraordinary person.
Matthew was silent for a moment, then chuckled without changing his expression and said:
"Although it sounds ridiculous and even embarrassing, it is true. I can always sense a kind of vague danger in him, as if he will fall into the abyss if he is not careful."
"Perhaps it is because the influence and pollution of the primordial moon on our two paths is more serious."
"He was born on the night of the blood moon, under the gaze of the primordial moon. He must have a deeper connection with the primordial moon, and perhaps this is the source of my sense of danger."
"Blood moon and primordial moon? Maybe it's because of that thing." Bells narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
While they were communicating with each other, Renekton had already sat back in his chair. Hearing Bells's hesitation, he glanced at him sideways and said in a calm voice:
"That thing? Are you referring to the characteristics of the goddess of beauty mastered by the Rose School? It has no direct relationship with the original moon."
"Why do you know this? Even in the vampire race, only a few high-ranking people know about the characteristics of the goddess of beauty."
Bells' eyes suddenly became dangerous when he looked at Renekton, as if he was going to take action if they disagreed.
Renekton chuckled nonchalantly, tapped the table a few times with his left index finger, summoned two invisible hands to drag the wooden chair in the room behind Bells and Matthew, and said:
"Sit down and talk, it looks like we're going to talk for a long time."
Bells sat down without hesitation, raised his right leg, and said with a casual and arrogant look from the bottom of his heart, and his words seemed a little anxious:
"What do you mean by saying that the beauty goddess characteristic has no direct relationship with the original moon?"
"The blood moon is the influence of the original moon's power venting, and has nothing to do with the mother tree of desire, but the latter has mastered a beauty goddess characteristic through the Rose School, so it occasionally replaces the original moon to respond to believers and send down oracles, just like the original moon interfered with the oracle of the mother goddess of the earth."
Renekton briefly described the relationship between the original moon and the mother tree of desire, then looked at Matthew and asked:
"How much do you know about the original moon's follower named Sorik?"
Matthew lowered his head slightly, as if he was trapped in some bad memories, his face became worse and worse, and after a long time he pondered and said:
"He is a complete lunatic, madness is revealed from the inside out."
"He likes to study all kinds of creatures, whether it is animals, plants, or even bacteria. He has been trying to hybridize these completely different creatures together to create a perfect creature."
"I have seen him hybridize lizards, bats, sea fish and some strange fungi to try to cultivate a dragon, but in the end he only got a piece of meat that was indescribably long."
"While introducing those weird and disgusting tumors to me, he asked for blood from me, saying that he wanted to rely on the blood of the vampires to strengthen the genetic factors of the bats and improve his own experiments."
When Matthew said this, his face turned very bad, as if he recalled some bad scenes.
"When you clean up those primitive moon believers in a few days, you can ask this Earl of Bells to help you get revenge."
Renekton interrupted the other party's narration at the right time. He felt that if he let the other party finish his words, he might not be able to eat dinner tonight.
Judging from the reaction of the blood clan viscount, he should have been forced by that Sorik, and what he lost was not just blood. I can't think about it anymore, otherwise I will have a picture that is not suitable for children in my mind.
However, he was able to leave the other party's laboratory intact, and he did not lose control afterwards, and was not affected by the original moon. This also shows to some extent that his strength should be quite good, otherwise he would have become a member of the other party's laboratory table.
Backlund, Queens.
Audrey summoned a rabbit of knowledge through the ritual, and handed over the letter she had written and a brooch belonging to Alfred.
After the rabbit of knowledge took the things in her hand, Audrey smiled and said:
"Can you locate his owner through this brooch?"
The rabbit of knowledge stared at Audrey for a long time before slowly nodding, and then prepared to return to the spirit world along the passage from whence he came.
"Wait, are you willing to be a messenger? I have a lot of books in my house, and the knowledge recorded in those books can be used as a reward."
Audrey suddenly called out to the Rabbit of Knowledge who was about to leave, and proposed to the other party to sign a messenger contract.
This ritual of summoning the Rabbit of Knowledge was taught to the members of the Tarot Club by Mr. "White Tower". It is better not to teach it to others without his permission. If I have my own messenger, I can contact Alfred at any time.
The Rabbit of Knowledge looked at Audrey blankly, nodded a little late and said, "Okay."
The Rabbit of Knowledge's voice was very childish, like a child who has not grown up yet. Audrey was slightly stunned. This was the first time she heard the Rabbit of Knowledge speak.
"Audrey, it can speak. Is it also an extraordinary animal?" Susie,
who pretended to be an ordinary big dog, looked at the Knowledge Rabbit in front of her with an incredible face.
Audrey chuckled and explained to the golden retriever beside her:
"No, to be precise, it should be a spiritual creature, belonging to the type that is more friendly and close to humans." While she was talking, the Rabbit of Knowledge had already reached out from its translucent body and took out a rolled-up yellow-brown parchment, and then handed it over.
Audrey took the rolled-up parchment with some curiosity, unfolded it in front of her eyes, and after seeing the contents clearly, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Hey~ This is a drafted messenger contract, and the witness is the Hidden Sage!"
"Hidden Sage? Who is that?" The golden retriever beside her asked in confusion.
Audrey chuckled and touched Susie's dog's head. After calming its somewhat anxious mood, she spoke:
"The Hidden Sage is a secret existence outside the Seven Gods. It seems that there is a person called the Moss Ascetic Order who believes in Him."
"It should be that these rabbits of knowledge have a certain connection with Him, so they use Him as a witness to the contract."
After explaining to Susie, Audrey picked up the round-bellied fountain pen on the table beside her and prepared to write her name on the contract. Just as she was about to write, she suddenly froze:
I can't use my own name. If I need to tell other people about the messenger's spell in the future, such as someone in the Tarot Club, wouldn't it directly expose my identity.
"Justice" is not an option either. This code name is not suitable for Alfred to know. He is now a colonel in the military and is likely to come into contact with the previous cases related to Backlund and the Tarot Club, as well as possible cases in the future.
As thoughts floated, she turned her eyes to the golden retriever Susie beside her and nodded thoughtfully.
"Audrey, what are you looking at me for?" Susie asked in confusion.
Audrey half-knelt down, put the messenger contract in her hand in front of Susie and said:
"Susie, do you want to have your own messenger?"
"Ah? Messenger?" The big golden retriever tilted his head and looked at Audrey, his furry face full of human doubts.
Audrey nodded gently and said in a very certain tone:
"Yes, it's a messenger. If I sign a contract with my own name, it is likely to expose my identity as a Beyonder. But you are different. You are just a dog. Even if someone knows the summoning spell of the messenger, they will only think that there is a person named Susie."
"Well, it seems to make sense. That's fine."
Susie hesitated for a while, then nodded her big furry head.
Audrey smiled and put the messenger contract in front of it. Susie hesitated for a while and looked at her paws and said:
"But I can't hold a pen to write!"
How could I forget this? It's all because Susie usually behaves too much like a person, and I subconsciously ignored these problems.
Audrey turned away awkwardly, looked at the Rabbit of Knowledge waiting on the side and asked:
"Well, do you have a way to get Susie to sign her name on the contract?"
The Rabbit of Knowledge turned around blankly, looked at Susie up and down for a long time, and then slowly said:
"Press the blood. Handprint."
"Is it still possible?" Audrey whispered to herself, and then put her eyes on Susie's fleshy paws.
The golden retriever subconsciously retracted its paws. Since becoming Audrey's pet dog, it has never been injured again. It was a little scared to suddenly get a wound on itself.
Audrey reached out and touched the golden retriever and soothed it softly:
"Don't worry, it's just a small wound. You are an extraordinary dog. That little wound will heal quickly by itself."
"But it will hurt!" Susie reluctantly stretched out a paw.
Audrey took out the ritual silver dagger and cut a shallow wound on the calf of its left front leg, watching the bright red blood seep out little by little, dyeing the surrounding hair red.
Susie pressed the wound with her other paw, and when it was stained with enough blood, she pressed her paw print on the messenger contract.
Seeing that the problem with the contract had been solved, Audrey immediately got up and found the spare medicine box in the room, and bandaged the wound on Su Xing's leg.
While she was bandaging Susie's wound, the Rabbit of Knowledge walked to the contract on the ground, took out a gray feather pen from its translucent body, and wrote its name on the parchment.
Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Audrey who was bandaging Susie's wound and said,
"What is the summoning spell?"
"Spell? Let me think about it." After thinking carefully for a while, Audrey modified the summoning spell of Renekton's messenger and said,
"A spirit wandering in the void, a rabbit-shaped spirit favored by knowledge, a messenger that belongs exclusively to Susie."
The Rabbit of Knowledge wrote this summoning spell directly on the contract, and then the gray-brown parchment was covered with a layer of golden light, disappearing quickly as if it was dissolved, leaving only two traces of light gold that sank into the bodies of the Rabbit of Knowledge and the golden-haired dog Susie.
"It's amazing, Audrey, I feel that there is some connection between me and this strange rabbit."
Susie stood up from the ground and said in surprise as she looked at the Rabbit of Knowledge who turned around and walked towards the spiritual world passage created by the ritual.
"Congratulations, Susie. From now on, you officially have your own messenger! This is a privilege that most extraordinary people don't have."
Audrey stood up from the ground, looking at the place where the Rabbit of Knowledge left, slightly raised her chin, and said with a sense of accomplishment.
Even Susie has a messenger, but I don't. When I have the chance in the future, I will go to the spirit world to recruit a messenger of my own. Chapter 445 The Golden Dream
West Balam, on the coast of the Raging Sea, a huge sailing ship reflecting golden light rushed out of the storm in the morning sun.
The raging waves and howling winds around it had no effect on it at all. The waves and winds strangely turned and disappeared when they were about to approach it.
In front of the captain's room of the Golden Dream, Edwina held a bronze monocular telescope and looked at the coast that had already come into view.
After a moment, she put down the monocular telescope in her hand, her expression relaxed a little, and said in a calm voice:
"Maintain the speed and try to dock at the dock before noon today. The Golden Dream will stay here for a week. You can move freely during this week, which is in addition to your vacation."
Her voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of every crew member on the Golden Dream with the blessing of the secret technique.
"Great!"
"Haha!"
"Praise to the Captain!"
The cheers and praises to Edwina on the ship were endless. Edwina continued after the cheers died down:
"It's a bit chaotic here in West Balam. There must be enough people on the Golden Dream to take turns on duty during your vacation. Blue, you will arrange this matter."
"Okay, Captain."
The first mate Blue Walls, who wore a monocle and had short gray curly hair, responded to Edwina with a serious face.
Then his expression eased again, and he opened his mouth with a flattering and expectant look to ask something, but the moment he opened his mouth, he forgot what he wanted to say.
"Captain, are you going to get off the ship? Why don't we go together?"
The third mate "Flower Tie" Johnsen approached at some point, and he spoke to Edwina naturally.
While speaking, he also tilted his head and raised his eyebrows to look at the confused Blue, and smiled at him provocatively.
Edwina looked at Jodson deeply. She knew why Blue's words suddenly stopped. But Jodson was just using his stealing ability to play a prank occasionally, which helped him digest and master the potion, so she didn't care.
"Captain, where are you going? Pas River Valley or Harvest Plains? Or go to the Ancient Forest for adventure?"
Danitz also walked to the captain's room at this time, seemingly walking casually, but his eyes stayed on Edwina.
Seeing more and more crew members approaching her, Edwina shook her head slightly, and then said calmly:
"I plan to stay in the Knowledge Church in Pas River Valley for a while. I plan to ask the bishop there for the prophet's potion formula."
"Prophet? Captain, are you going to be promoted to a demigod?"
Jodson was the first to react. He looked at Edwina with surprise, and his tone was very complicated. He was happy about the captain's increased power, but also helpless that he still couldn't catch up with the other party.
After finally collecting the potion materials from the Dream Thief family in the Raging Sea, I became a Sequence 5 like the captain, but the captain is already planning to be promoted to a demigod. Alas~
"Demigod? Then, Captain, you will soon become the pirate king!"
Danitz was a little surprised and couldn't close his mouth. He had already started to imagine the future.
Wouldn't this help me suppress that lunatic Gehrman Sparrow? When the captain successfully gets promoted, I will find a reason to trick that guy Gehrman Sparrow to the Golden Dream and let the captain beat him up.
Edwina looked around, shook her head slightly, and said in a flat voice:
"Not so fast, potions after Sequence Four can no longer be purchased with money, and the further you go, the more complicated the rituals required for promotion will be, and the more difficult it will be to complete."
"Without the right opportunity, it is not uncommon to stay at Sequence Five for decades."
"You can ask Al Tynes, if he has separated the characteristics of the prophet in his body, you can trade with him."
A low, hoarse voice suddenly echoed around, and along with the voice, dark shadows flowing like water poured out from all directions, wriggling on the deck and condensing into a dark human figure.
It moved its body uncomfortably and murmured,
"No matter how many times you humans use this form of body, you are not used to it!"
"Something will happen in the Pers Valley recently. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to take this opportunity to directly ascend to a demigod."
Edwina nodded calmly to the dark humanoid and said,
"Thank you for your reminder. I will ask."
"Sir Waje Vere, what will happen in the Pers Valley? Is it dangerous?"
Yodson frowned and asked. He had just received a letter from Renekton a few days ago, asking him to go to the Pers Valley to help preach. The words of the dark humanoid just now made him a little worried about his own safety.
Waje Vere manipulated the dark humanoid to move two steps unskillfully, and then disintegrated into a pool of sticky black, flowing freely in the shadows around.
Its voice echoed in every shadow around it:
"It's not too dangerous for a Sequence 5 thief. Escaping and saving your lives are what you do best."
"Haha, Johnson, I didn't expect you to be a coward who is good at running away!"
Danitz did not miss the opportunity to mock him, and the other crew members around him were surprisingly unanimous when targeting Johnson. Since Jodson was promoted to a Sequence 5 Dream Thief, in addition to playing pranks on the ship to embarrass everyone, he also performed more diligently in front of Edwina, which made him firmly attract the hatred of the entire Golden Dream and became the target of everyone.
Jodson chuckled nonchalantly and said,
"It should be said that as a Sequence 5, I can easily play with weak Beyonders like you!"
Danitz's face turned red and white, and he recalled the embarrassing look after his thoughts were stolen by the other party! This hateful thief, after being promoted to Sequence 5, his Beyonder ability became even more bizarre.
It was not until nearly noon that the Golden Dream docked at a private port near the mouth of the Pas River Valley.
All the personnel in this private port were replaced by the local warlord Mesanyes's men. His troops dressed up as ordinary migrant workers and loaded and unloaded the cargo on the Golden Dream one by one.
On the second floor of a tavern outside the port, Jodson followed Edwina and quietly left the Golden Dream and came here.
Edwina knocked on the closed door slowly and rhythmically, three times hard and two times lightly.
As she withdrew her hand, a low voice came from the room: "Come in!"
As the words fell, the red painted wooden door opened automatically, as if there was an invisible spirit attached to the door.
Johnson narrowed his eyes slightly, as if sensing something. After a moment, he turned his head and whispered to Edwina:
"Captain, there are three people inside. One of them is very good at manipulating spirits. He is probably a Beyonder of the corpse collector's path. Another one is very calm and rational. He feels a bit like you. He should be a Beyonder of the reader's path. I can't feel any fluctuations in the last person's thoughts and ideas. He seems to know how to restrain thieves."
"Well, go in." Edwina nodded slightly and walked into the room without any expression on her face.
Johnson followed her closely. This was the first time he met someone who knew how to restrain thieves, which made him feel not very good.
As soon as he entered the room, he heard the door creaking behind him. Invisible spirits are quite convenient, even servants are saved, but it's quite weird.
As his thoughts drifted, he carefully looked at the three people in the room.
Sitting on the far left was an old man wearing a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads. His hair was completely white and combed neatly. He had a pair of impressive gray-green eyes. The moment he saw him, Jordan felt like he saw Edwina in the morning class on the deck every morning.
He must be a member of the Church of Knowledge. To be able to appear here, he must be at least a bishop or deacon. As his thoughts drifted, he turned his eyes to the middle, a middle-aged man with a straight posture.
Wearing a black military uniform, the buttons gleamed gold, and the medals were as red as blood. He had a light brown complexion, soft features, and obvious characteristics of the southern continent.
As for the middle-aged gentleman on his right, Johnsen didn't even dare to look up at him. He always felt that it was extremely dangerous to look him in the eye. He also knew how to restrain the thief's ability. He should be a corpse collector of a high sequence, a member of the royal faction of the Spirit Cult?
"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Lieutenant General Iceberg, you are more beautiful than the rumors say, of course, your strength and character are the same."
Mesanyes, who was standing straight and wearing a black military uniform, took two steps forward with a gentle expression and nodded naturally.
Edwina's expression didn't change much. She nodded, and then said in a calm tone:
"Good afternoon, Admiral Mesanyes, Bishop Luca, and Mr. Prak."
Then she turned her head to look at Jodson, who was one body position behind her, and introduced him to the three of them:
"This is the third mate on my ship, 'Flower Tie' Jodson."
There was a flash of silver in Luca's eyes, and there was more approval in his eyes when he looked at Edwina, just like a teacher looking at an outstanding student, and then he said in a calm voice:
"Edwina, the potion in your body seems to have been almost digested. After this matter is over, you can start to be promoted to Sequence Four."
Edwina nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, another purpose of my coming here this time is to seek the corresponding potion formula from you."
"I will submit the relevant application to the church headquarters." Luca responded with a chuckle.
"Congratulations, it looks like the Church of Knowledge will have another saint soon."
Mesanyes congratulated Luca sincerely, then turned his head to look at Prak, who had been silent, and said:
"Mr. Prak, when do you think it is best to start our plan?"
"Prophets are better at finding opportunities, but we have to be quick. Recently, more and more people have been infected by those strange mushrooms."
Prak, who had remained silent, responded in a deep voice, and then fell silent again. He tilted his head slightly, as if he had been listening to the sounds around him that ordinary people could not hear.
Luke looked at the clear sky outside the window leisurely. His eyes became extremely deep and covered with a layer of silver, as if he could see through fate. He said in a calm voice without any emotion:
"The people from the Church of the Earth and the Blood Clan have arrived. The believers of the original moon will not wait too long. They will take action in the next two days. This is also the best opportunity for us to clean up the cultists hiding in the Pas River Valley."
Standing behind Edwina, Yodson's eyes widened. He looked at his captain with surprise, as if saying with his eyes:
"Captain, do we have to get involved in this matter too? Isn't this too dangerous?"
Edwina did not understand the message that Yodson tried to convey with her eyes, and only responded with a nod without any expression.