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 Chapter 501: Uninhabited City

  In the God-forsaken Land, Renekton crossed the strange forest and walked forward for about two kilometers. He encountered a city that had collapsed for the most part, and almost three-quarters of it was in ruins.

  The city was large, enough to be equivalent to three afternoon towns, and the buildings here were not as uneven as those in afternoon towns. They were built in a very regular manner, and the size was closer to normal human habitation houses.

  The houses here were mainly red, and each house had a tilted spire and was covered with dark red tiles. There were clock tower-like buildings scattered irregularly on the streets, with huge crosses and sun patterns painted on them, and dim crystals inlaid around them. The building materials of the surrounding houses were not uniform, some were stained with a layer of black stone slabs, some were full of rusty metal, and some were bricks fired with mud.

  "The people here seem to have developed a pretty good industry? I hope there will be the clues I need."

  Renekton whispered to himself, and walked into the city. The streets paved with stone slabs and fired bricks were full of potholes, as if they had experienced more than one battle baptism.

  There were few houses on both sides of the street that were well preserved. The doors and windows were almost all damaged, and the walls were covered with holes of varying sizes, but there were also some signs of repairs.

  Although the houses built with huge stones around the Giant King's Court were simple and crude, they could indeed withstand the test of time.

  Renekton sighed as he walked along the street.

  The deep blue light in his eyes flowed slowly, outlining one mysterious and strange symbol after another in his pupils.

  In this state, he could see significantly more things and was no longer affected by the darkness.

  After looking around for a while, he found that there were many pipes made of gray-white stones and rusted and corroded metal between the houses here. These pipes connected the entire city into a whole.

  Following the traces of the distribution of these pipes, Renekton came to the center of the city, a huge building that resembled a temple and a palace.

  Dozens of gray-white stone pillars that could only be surrounded by two people supported the high dome. The plane and ceiling decoration of the hall emphasized the dynamic curves, the wall surface was very uneven, and the decoration was rich and even a little exaggerated. The hall is olive-shaped, with some irregular small prayer rooms around it, and living courtyards around it.

  The material of this building seems to be quite special. After a long period of baptism, it has only collapsed on a small scale, and most of the places are still intact.

  In the vision of Renekton's Eye of Secrets, this entire huge building exudes a bright spiritual brilliance, with bright gold, deep red and light blue interweaving, like the stars at night and the sun and red moon embedded in it.

  This palace itself is a magical item, integrating the characteristics of so many different paths, and it can still maintain a delicate balance. This shows that the craftsman who built it at the time was himself a Beyonder of a high sequence. Well, coincidence cannot be ruled out.

  Mumbling a few words in his heart, Renekton pulled out a light yellow paper man from his arms and casually swung it twice in the air.

  The paper man instantly flew out of his hand, twisted and expanded in the air, diffusing a little bit of bright starlight, and soon turned into a figure exactly like Renekton.

  His eyes flashed with pure light, giving people an extremely sacred and wise feeling, but also seemed quite indifferent and without warmth.

  Then Renekton raised his hand in the air and clenched it, then dragged it, and a heavy shadow curtain instantly took shape, completely covering his figure and disappearing in the quiet darkness.

  The light in the paper man's eyes flashed for a moment, and then, like a robot receiving instructions, he walked stiffly towards the hall in front.

  The entrance was a wide prayer hall, and right in front of the hall was an extremely hideous, upside-down statue.

  A tall, majestic but extremely hideous figure was tied to a huge cross, which was upside down and inserted into the ground. Behind it was a black disk like a sun waving its light, engraved with many strange symbols and mysterious patterns, which looked extremely evil and twisted.

  Under the statue, there was a group of neatly arranged puppets, they were still wearing clergy robes, and the exposed limbs were some wood, some metal, and they knelt on the ground in a very pious posture, praying to the evil statue in front.

  The prayer hall was silent and without any light. There were no wall lamps or candles on the walls, as if there was no need for lighting. The candles on the altar in front had been burned out for who knows how long, leaving only a trace of the candles.

  The floor and walls here were surprisingly clean, as if someone cleaned them every day.

  The paper man turned into Renekton and walked stiffly around the prayer hall twice. He did not touch the statues on the altar in front and the puppets that seemed to be praying devoutly. He just looked at them from a few meters away and turned to the area behind the prayer hall. Behind the

  prayer hall was a long corridor with three closed wooden doors on each side. The paper man Renekton did not try to push the door, but walked stiffly and slowly to the other side of the corridor.

  At the end of the corridor was a relatively large garden, with rockeries, rivers and lakes without water, and artificial flowers and trees made of colored paper, sticks and thin metal. They were well preserved, without any decay or decay, not even dust.

  In the garden, the roads paved with gravel slabs led in all directions, and there were signs written in Giant language at the intersections:

  "Courtyard 1, Courtyard 3, Cultivation Room, Doll Workshop."

  The paper man Renekton read out the signs on the sign in front of him word by word, his voice hoarse like an old machine, as if it would disintegrate at any time.     Then he paused as if he had a bad signal. After a long while, he began to move his feet stiffly again and walked towards the direction of "Courtyard No. 1".

  He had not taken two steps when he suddenly bumped into a puppet holding a pair of large scissors, dressed as a gardener, but very lucky.

  Its structure was very simple, as if it was randomly pieced together with a few materials. The position of its face was a huge bird skull with strange patterns. Its two arms were randomly pieced together with wood, iron blocks and nails. Under its gray coarse cloth short robe were three limbs that looked like claws and legs.

  The paper man Renekton and the puppet holding the huge scissors for pruning branches in front of him looked at each other, and then he turned slowly and stiffly, trying to avoid the puppet.

  The huge scissors held by the gardener puppet suddenly opened wide and placed on the neck of the paper man Renekton.

  Click!

  Bang!

  The sound of the scissors closing was heard, and the head of the paper man Renekton separated from his body, and then became thinner and brittle in mid-air, turning into a paper man that was cut horizontally.

  After doing all this, the gardener puppet returned to its motionless posture, standing quietly in the garden full of fake flowers and trees.

  In the darkness outside the palace building, in a hidden space, Renekton held a transparent crystal ball in his left hand, emitting a hazy starlight to illuminate the surroundings.

  "Once I entered that building, my paper mannequin fell into a strange negative state, like a rotten, old machine. Even if it was not destroyed by the puppet, it would disintegrate into debris in a few minutes." "

  It would be great if there was a historical pore image of the 'Ancient Scholar' or a clone of the 'Parasite'. The spells that the paper mannequin can carry are limited, and it can only be used as a simple detection tool." "

  It's a pity that Klein has just been promoted to the Master of Secret Puppet, and he is still a long way from being an Ancient Scholar."

  With a sigh, Renekton lifted the secrecy of the surrounding area. He looked up and stared at the magnificent palace in front of him. His eyes flashed for a moment, becoming extremely deep, and obviously lost focus, his eyes were blank.

  This state lasted for about half a minute before his eyes became clear again.

  There is danger, but the degree of danger is constantly changing? Frowning for a moment, he gave up the idea of ​​exploring this magnificent palace right now and prepared to let Klein help him above the gray fog after the next Tarot meeting.

  After making up his mind, he turned and walked to the east of the city. Perhaps because more stones were used in the building materials, the houses there were better preserved.

  Walking on the silent streets, Renekton did not encounter any attacks from monsters hidden in the dark. This place is too safe to be a God-forsaken place.

  Thick gray fog suddenly surged out of his vision, and crimson light rose from the gray fog, finally condensing into a vague female figure sitting at a desk and praying. At the same time, the voice of the "Magician" Fors echoed in his ears:

  "Respected Mr. 'Fool', I would like to seek some help from Mr. 'White Tower'. I need him to record some demigod-level spells in 'Lemano's Travel Notes'. This is related to our operation to assassinate Mr. X of the Aurora Society tomorrow. I will pay an equivalent reward for this."

  Renekton raised his head slightly, staring at the figure sitting on the gray fog, and nodded gently:

  "Okay, just ask her to sacrifice the 'Lemano's Travel Notes' on the gray fog, and I will record the appropriate demigod-level extraordinary abilities on it."

  "Yes, record it on the gray fog."

  "Okay." In the depths of the thick gray fog, a leisurely and low voice echoed in Renekton's ears.

  Then the gray fog in front of his eyes quickly dissipated, and his vision returned to a dark space illuminated by the hazy starlight.

  "The feud between Mr. X and the Abraham family cannot expose my presence, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the Aurora Society."

  After muttering to himself, Renekton continued to walk on the bumpy street for about a quarter of an hour, and a relatively well-preserved house appeared in front of him.

  Renekton stood on the street and looked up for a while, with a deep blue and purple glow flowing in his eyes, taking in all the disharmony and abnormality around him.  Chapter 502 Dolls

  Snap! Snap! Snap!

  The floor of the house has weathered over a long period of time, and every step makes a sound of the floor breaking.

  Renekton glanced around the hall. There was no furniture or other items in the room. Only the surrounding walls and the collapsed roof were left, as well as some scattered rotten stones and iron sheets.

  Most of the doors and windows in the house had long since decayed and disappeared, leaving only a room on the far right with a complete vermilion wooden door.

  Renekton stood in front of the wooden door for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door twice, then reached out and grasped the handle, gently turned his wrist, and pushed open the vermilion wooden door.

  The furnishings in the room were old and dusty, but they were not as rotten and weathered as the items in the other rooms outside.

  The layout and style of the room were very simple. There was only a wooden bed with intricate and old-fashioned patterns and a table and chair. There was a copper lamp on the tabletop. In addition, there were many large and small metal bars, wood blocks and dyed linen.

  On the right hand side of the door was a painted glass window, the painting on it was almost completely faded and turned gray.

  On the wooden bed, there was a doll with relatively exquisite dress. The face carved from wood was painted with bright makeup with paint. There was a black pointed soft hat decorated with flowers on the head, and a classical court dress in black and white.

  If you ignore its body made of wood blocks, straw and nails, it is a mysterious wizard living in ancient times.

  Snap!

  Renekton suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The bright dots centered on him, spreading circles of clear and bright ripples.

  The pale blue starlight quickly turned into brilliant gold, dyeing the surroundings with a layer of gold. The pure and clear light illuminated every corner around, turning it into a dark place without a trace, leaving no shadow.

  Under the bright and pale golden light, the items in the room quickly decayed and weathered, breaking into small pieces and falling to the ground.

  "Why did you destroy my home?"

  "Why did you destroy my home?"

  A hoarse, childish little girl's voice echoed in the room again and again. It seemed that she had not spoken for a long time. Her voice was a little low and intermittent. She spoke several times before it gradually became clear.

  Renekton looked up without any surprise and looked at the wooden bed that was rapidly weathering and decaying under the bright light.

  The original place of the wooden bed was empty, and the ground was piled with ashes. A doll wearing a classical court dress and a pointed black soft hat decorated with flowers stood there quietly, its empty eyes fixed on Renekton.

  Renekton calmly looked at it for a while, then turned twice thoughtfully with the transparent crystal ball in his left hand.

  The bright starlight was reflected from the inside of the crystal ball, and it quickly twisted and expanded, completely restoring the previous furnishings in the room.

  After doing all this, Renekton reached out and pulled a chair over, sat down with the back of the chair facing forward, and looked at the motionless puppet standing in front of him with a serious look and said:

  "What happened in this city? What is the temple in the center of the city?"

  "Why did you become puppets? Or, have all the people in this city become puppets like this?"

  While speaking, Renekton pointed at the body of the puppet opposite him, wanting to see how it would react.

  As if touched by Renekton's words, the puppet with a face carefully painted with paint turned its head twice stiffly, as if it had been rusted inside for too long.

  After shaking twice, its neck seemed to suddenly break, and its head folded 180 degrees. The pointed soft hat on its head seemed to be fixed on its head, drooping down, but it never fell to the ground.

  Click! Click!

  The sound of old mechanical parts running kept coming out from the puppet's body, and its body began to shake uncontrollably, as if it would fall apart at any time.

  Renekton narrowed his eyes and snapped his fingers again.

  The bright golden light in the illusion disappeared instantly. Without the suppression of the aura of the sun, the puppet's body trembled suddenly slower.

  Bright and pure starlight swayed in the air, slowly blending into the puppet's body with a sense of peace and tranquility.

  After a moment, it stopped shaking, and its head, which was drooping and almost folded in half, slowly raised up, and the face carefully painted with paint became distorted and vivid.

  The carved mouth opened and closed, and a childish, emotionless voice came out of the puppet:

  "The Lord has abandoned us. The secret angel guarding Sesitine has gone mad, the high priest has gone mad, the clergy of the Zenith Church have gone mad, the guardians of the city have gone mad, and everyone has gone mad."

  "The darkness has swallowed everything. We have lost light, food, water, faith, and hope."

  "The 'wise man' Amoye proposed to abandon the useless flesh and integrate the soul into the puppet. The puppet does not need food or water, and will no longer attract the attention and attack of monsters in the dark." "

  Some people are willing, some are unwilling, until one day, they all disappeared. Dad, mom, and brother, no one used grease to maintain my body. I couldn't move, and I just sat there, sitting there all the time."

  "I'm so scared, so scared."

  The puppet's voice became more and more sharp, and its body shook uncontrollably. The oil paint on its face was like a layer of sticky liquid, slowly floating up, and oozing black liquid from the eyes, nose, and mouth.

  Chi! Chi! Chi!

  Sharp, rusty iron spikes extended and pierced through the doll's classical court dress. The hands and feet, which were simply made of wood and iron sheets, were covered with barbs, like coarse black short hairs, piercing its gloves and shoes and socks.     It suddenly couldn't stand up and fell to the ground, its body squirming like a snake, and it kept mumbling:

  "I feel so bad. Please help me, help me!"

  The dark and sticky liquid kept oozing out of its body, with a foul smell. The rough black barbs rose and fell rhythmically, like some animal stretching its scales.

  Renekton lowered his head slightly, looking down at the puppet crawling on the floor, struggling for help, and whispered a word in the dragon language:

  "Imprison!"

  Bright starlight swirled around him, flying away one after another and descending on the puppet.

  The starlight condensed instantly, creating a huge transparent amber, which contained the twisted and hideous puppet and confined it to its original position.

  Click! Click! Click!

  The puppet's movements were restricted, and the sound of the collapse caused by the poor operation of the parts rang out in its body.

  Its arms, head, and legs all showed different degrees of collapse, and parts like gears and nails kept falling from it. Its right hand was completely separated from its body, and its head drooped weakly.

  Squeak!

  After a brief moment of calm, the black classical court dress on the puppet's chest was torn from the inside, revealing a structure like a birdcage inside. The

  birdcage was covered with sharp iron spikes stained with black sticky liquid. There were many metal gears and pipes densely distributed inside, but most of them had collapsed, and there was dark sticky liquid everywhere.

  In the middle was a glass jar connected by brass metal, filled with light yellow liquid that looked like pus. In the liquid was a human brain with maggots crawling and full of dark red blood.

  In the glass jar, the brain was trembling slightly, making a fragmented, harsh and difficult to hear sound, as if it evolved from the words of the dead.

  Renekton sighed, and as he raised his right hand, the bright and clear starlight gathered in his hand. The pale blue starlight gradually turned into a blazing white, and it was surrounded by golden illusory flames, condensing into the shape of a spear. The

  blazing white spear flew out of his hand the moment it took shape, piercing through the transparent amber condensed by the starlight, and sank straight into the glass jar on the chest of the puppet.

  The sound of glass breaking was heard, and at the same time, the pale golden flame spread all over the puppet, burning it into drops of transparent liquid and a ball of gray-black ash.

  After the puppet was burned out by the flames, green light spots continued to precipitate from the ash on the floor, and slowly gathered into shape.

  Finally, it formed a puppet the size of a baby's fist, simply wrapped in cloth strips and sawdust.

  Renekton glanced at it briefly, then bent down and picked it up from the floor.

  It curled up into a ball, with a face on the front and back of its head, one numb and cold, without the slightest expression, and the other twisted and hideous, full of madness.

  "It's equivalent to half a corpse collector."

  "It's a bit weird. It's only as strong as Sequence Nine, but it contains a lot of pollution."

  After muttering to himself, Renekton casually tossed the strange puppet twice and turned to leave the house.

  As he left, the room returned to darkness. The remaining floor and walls in the room seemed to have experienced a long time in an instant, becoming dilapidated, decayed, and covered with cracks of varying sizes.

  On the empty street, Renekton stopped moving forward. The deep blue light flowing in his eyes gradually deepened. His right hand outlined a symbol representing "secret" in the air.

  An invisible curtain fell from the air, covering the surroundings. The space instantly twisted, split into two parts, and hid the area where it was located.

  This section of the street seemed to have suddenly become much narrower, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to have changed.

  In the hidden space, an invisible servant held a crystal ball emitting hazy starlight and illuminated the surroundings.

  Snap!

  A crisp snap of fingers sounded, and bright starlight fell, condensing into tables and chairs that sparkled with starlight.

  Renekton was half-lying on a chair covered with starlight. Suddenly, a thick gray fog rose in front of him. A deep red light rose like a tide, instantly drowning all his sight.

  When he came to his senses, he had already appeared in the space above the gray fog.

  The clear voice of the righteous "Audrey" also sounded at this time:

  "Good morning, Mr. 'White Tower'." Chapter 503 Divination

  Renekton looked around and found Audrey "Justice", Fors "Magician", and Emlyn "Moon" were all there.

  Audrey "Justice", who was good at observation, explained enthusiastically:

  "We plan to take action this afternoon. At that time, there will be a hidden gathering of extraordinary people composed of the Aurora Society. Mr. X is the convener of the gathering."

  Renekton nodded calmly after listening and said: "What kind of demigod-level extraordinary abilities do you want to record?"

  Fors "Magician" immediately took over and said:

  "Those with powerful attack capabilities, those who can disrupt the battlefield, or those with powerful control capabilities are all fine."

  After a pause, she felt that she had said too much just now, and she chuckled and changed her words:

  "Well, as long as it can be recorded, we can adjust the tactics according to the recorded extraordinary abilities."

  "Okay." Renekton nodded lightly, tapped the table in front of him twice with his right hand, and pointed to the dark brown "Leman Luo's Travel Notes" in front of the other party.

  Magician Fors understood instantly, nodded, and pushed the parchment-bound book in front of him to Renekton, who was across the bronze table.

  Renekton simply flipped through it twice and found that it recorded five pages of "Flash" and three pages of "Traveler's Gate". In addition, there were some more common Beyonder abilities of hunters and warriors.

  The sequence of Beyonder abilities recorded was uneven. It should be that Lawrence took the book to watch some battles between Beyonders and recorded the Beyonder abilities.

  After a moment of silence, Renekton suddenly stood up from his chair and saluted to Klein, the Fool, who was at the top of the mottled long table:

  "Respected Mr. Fool, can I use some Beyonder abilities with greater destructive power here?"

  Here? This is Mr. Fool's kingdom of God. Is it too arrogant to use Beyonder abilities here? Emlyn, the Moon, sighed in his heart with both confusion and surprise.

  Audrey, Justice, leaned on the edge of the bronze table without any obvious change in her expression, observing Renekton's movements and expressions with curiosity. Mr. White Tower seemed very sure that Mr. Fool would agree to his request.

  Klein, who was sitting leisurely on a high-back chair, tapped the edge of the table twice and said,

  "Okay."

  As he finished speaking, the gray fog outside the magnificent palace suddenly surged, and a square made of gray-white marble and surrounded by twelve tall gray-white stone pillars suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

  This! A square just appeared like this? Magician Fors and Emlyn, Moon, were both shocked.

  Audrey tried to keep her expression calm, and couldn't help sighing in her heart that although she had seen Mr. Fool build this magnificent and ancient palace with a wave of his hand, it was still shocking to see such a miracle again! Mr. Fool is not only kind, but he is completely friendly to the members of our Tarot Club.

  Renekton walked to the gray square in front of the old palace with Leman Luo's travel notes, and turned the book to the burnt yellow paper that could record the abilities of a demigod.

  The deep blue and purple light in his eyes suddenly surged, outlining one mysterious symbol after another. He stretched out his right hand, clenched it in the air, and pulled out a peaceful and quiet night.

  The entire gray square instantly disappeared from the eyes of the Tarot Club members in the ancient palace. Whether it was their eyes, sense of smell, or spiritual intuition, they could not feel the existence of the square just now.

  "It disappeared!" Emlyn "Moon" exclaimed in surprise.

  He looked at the place where the gray square disappeared, and then looked at Mr. "Fool" who was sitting at the top of the mottled long table without showing any expression. Only then did he stop talking after realizing it, and continued to look at the empty gray fog.

  In the hidden gray-white square, Renekton looked at Lemano's travel notes in his hand with some surprise. The burnt yellow pages had recorded the mysterious reproduction of "The Kingdom of Night" that he had just used.

  Renekton chuckled and sighed, "My luck is pretty good. I was able to record it successfully at once with such a low probability."

  On the other side, Klein, who was sitting on a high-backed chair and controlling the space above the gray fog to cast his eyes on the hidden square, couldn't help but sigh in his heart that luck is really metaphysics, oh no, mysticism. When will the "yellow and black king who controls good luck" come true!

  The gray-white square used to perform and record extraordinary abilities was hidden, which made "Moon" Emlyn, "Magician" Fors, "Justice" Audrey, who originally planned to watch, look away with some regret.

  After about two or three minutes, the calm gray fog suddenly surged, revealing a square full of lightning strikes and burn marks. The twelve gray-white stone pillars that originally stood on the edge of the square were all broken, leaving only scattered stones on the ground.

  Bright starlight surged from the gray fog in the distance and gathered on the high-backed chair belonging to the "White Tower".

  The starlight reunited inside, revealing the figure of Renekton.

  Renekton handed the "Lemano's Travel Notes" in his hand, which had already recorded the extraordinary ability, to the "Magician" Fors.     "The extraordinary abilities of the three demigod levels have been recorded."

  "Two mysterious reappearances, 'Night Country' can pull a certain area into a secret state, create a battlefield without interference, and block the ability of 'Traveler' to roam the spirit world; 'Mermaid' can make objects in a certain area transparent and illusory, turning into a pile of bubbles, which can be used to escape pursuit or avoid attacks."

  "There is also a 'Gun of No Darkness' that I copied, which has a stronger physical destructive ability than the original 'Gun of No Darkness', but its purification ability for areas such as corruption and filth has been weakened."

  So amazing, Mr. "White Tower" seems to have mastered many spells with different effects, and can also develop spells by himself, which is really enviable! I don't know what kind of abilities the "audience" will have after reaching the demigod path, whether they can develop some special spells by themselves. Audrey leaned forward slightly, her hands against the edge of the bronze long table, and her thoughts kept diverging.

  "Magician" Fors took Lemano's travel notes and flipped through them. He found that in addition to the agreed three demigod-level extraordinary abilities, there were also several "lightning strike" and "fire crow" extraordinary abilities.

  After a brief look, Fors closed the book, looked up at Renekton and nodded gently, saying:

  "Thank you for your help, Mr. 'White Tower', these are all very practical extraordinary abilities."

  "I will give you the agreed reward before the Tarot Club starts tomorrow."

  "Okay, then I wish you all the best."

  Renekton nodded in response and turned his head to look at Klein, the "Fool", who was at the top.

  The latter's figure shrouded in gray fog nodded slightly, and his right hand tapped the edge of the table twice. A deep red light rose up instantly, drowning Renekton.

  When the light disappeared, his figure was no longer on the high-backed chair.

  In the God-forsaken Land, on the hidden streets of the abandoned city, Renekton held the doll he had just obtained, his eyes gradually deepened, and his eyes obviously lost focus, and were in a daze.

  In this state, a series of images began to emerge in his mind:

  in a room illuminated by dim candlelight, there were many brass gears and dried flowers on the walls as decorations. A middle-aged woman in a dark classical robe, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, walked in from the door with something like a dinner plate. The food on the dinner plate was a little strange, a cup of black and sticky strange liquid, a plate of sawdust, and a few pieces of iron.

  The same picture kept repeating, like the daily life that the puppet had experienced before.

  As the picture floated, the dried flowers on the walls of the room became fewer and fewer, and the gears were gradually removed and became new food on the dinner plate.

  In the end, there was only a simple table and chair in the room, and the big bed where the puppet was in the perspective.

  As the picture progressed, Renekton felt a strong emotional fluctuation, from the spiritual imprint left by the doll that was aggregated by characteristics. Renekton

  's divination seemed to touch it, and confusion, fear, madness and the urge to tear everything apart grew in his heart.

  The picture in his mind was no longer that dim room, and the puppet lying on the bed walked out of the room.

  Its vision was very strange. The surrounding darkness turned blood red in its eyes. The surrounding walls and ground were full of twisted and hideous monsters.

  Its mood seemed to be particularly high. The strange environment and monsters around it could not scare it. Instead, it aroused the most primitive madness. It tore all the twisted monsters around it that tried to attack it into pieces.

  This blood-red and weird picture in its mind did not last too long. It returned to the bed in the room again, but this time there was no dim candlelight to illuminate the room, and there was no one carrying a plate. It could only see the appearance of the room through the silver-white light of the lightning outside.

  The picture in the room was frozen until Renekton's eyes became clear again, and all the pictures in his mind disappeared.

  Renekton looked at the doll in his hand, and the stars floated around and disappeared quickly.

  The person holding it can see some spirits that cannot be seen by the naked eye. By infusing it with spirituality, it can be brought back to life for a short time. The negative effect is: the holder is eager to communicate with people and long for light. It will be alienated into a monster in the dark. If you don't talk to it for a long time, it will also be alienated into a monster.

  "Forget it. It's not a complete 'Corpse Collector' feature anyway. Let's just keep it. Just treat it as a collection of a story with a bad ending. Maybe it can be used in some unexpected way in the future."

  Renekton muttered to himself and gave up the idea of ​​destroying it and recycling its features.  Chapter 504 Assassination Operation

  Renekton created several bright starlights, which slowly floated around the doll in his hand, outlining one strange symbol after another that was connected to each other.

  The moment these symbols took shape, the starlight instantly condensed, creating a translucent gray-white amber, completely sealing the doll.

  After handing the sealed doll to the invisible servant beside him, Renekton fell back and sat directly on the chair condensed by the starlight. He rubbed his hungry stomach and whispered to himself:

  "I have to ask Klein to get me some food through sacrifice. In this dark place, my concept of time is blurred."

  Estimating the time, after "Magician" Fors and "Justice" Audrey and others discussed the afternoon's action, Renekton began to pray to Klein and expressed his needs.

  Above the gray fog, Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the "Fool". Opposite the mottled long table, a figure wearing a black robe, who looked extremely introverted and gloomy, sat there.

  Klein leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He tapped the index and middle fingers of his right hand, which were placed under the bronze table, twice, as if he was pulling an invisible thread.

  The World, who was sitting directly below the mottled table, looked up at the Fool at the top. His expression was still gloomy and restrained, but with a little more liveliness.

  After exchanging glances, the World, who was sitting at the bottom, stood up and saluted, saying,

  "Good morning, Mr. Fool."

  Klein, who was sitting at the top, nodded in a serious manner, then took a screenshot of the scene of Renekton's prayer and showed it to the World. After a pause, he reproduced a message that Will Auceptin revealed in his dream.

  The World nodded gently, completely putting himself into the identity of Gehrman Sparrow and said,

  "I understand. I will prepare the supplies needed for Mr. White Tower in the God-Forsaken Land, and help Mr. Chariot solve the problem of bad luck."

  "Very good." Klein nodded gently and responded in a leisurely tone.

  Then he raised his hand slightly, and the figure of "The World" instantly disappeared in the space above the gray fog.

  In the afternoon, in an abandoned hospital building near the suburbs of the northern district of Backlund.

  Fors was wearing a gray and white cloak, a hood on her head, a scarf on her face, and thick black-framed glasses on her nose. She was completely different from her usual self in disguise.

  She gently pressed her left wrist on her lower abdomen, and her right hand seemed very relaxed, swaying back and forth with her steps.

  It was not easy to find a reason to fool Xio. For this reason, I specifically asked Mr. "Moon" to go to the bar where she often accepted tasks and posted a task that she would definitely accept, so that I would have the opportunity to replace her to attend the Beyonder party convened by Mr. X today.

  I don't know how Miss "Justice" and Mr. "Moon" prepared. The people participating in the party wrapped themselves too tightly, and it was impossible to tell who was Miss "Justice" and who was Mr. "Moon".

  Calm down, calm down, gather your thoughts, don't show too obvious malice, not even in your heart. After going through the "Fortune Teller" stage, Mr. X's spiritual intuition is very sharp, and some of my abnormal behaviors are easily noticed by him.

  After a fierce psychological activity, Fors had passed the pre-party inspection and chose a seat near the wall on the right side of the party hall.

  As the wild Beyonders hidden in the metropolis of Backlund entered one after another, the party finally began.

  Fors's peripheral vision was always scanning the surroundings, trying to find someone who might be her companion. Perhaps she didn't observe carefully enough, or perhaps her friends at the Tarot Club disguised themselves too well. Until the party was coming to an end, she didn't find anyone who might be "Justice" and "Moon".

  When Mr. X, who was hosting the party, was about to announce the end of the party, pieces of bright starlight suddenly emerged from the void and quickly gathered on the far left side of the party hall.

  Before the people participating in the party noticed the abnormality and reacted, an invisible force that acted on the mind broke out. Everyone in the room, at this moment, seemed to be facing a terrible dragon, and panicked and confused in an instant.

  The "shock" from "psychologist" Audrey, although this "shock" that acts on a range is not as effective as that targeting only one person, her purpose has been achieved.

  Snap!

  At the moment the "shock" appeared, a sound of glass breaking was heard, as if someone could not hold the things in their hands because they could not resist the effect of the "shock".

  A light yellow gas with a strong paralysis effect quickly spread.

  In an inconspicuous corner, a pair of pale golden vertical pupils looked coldly at Mr. X at the front of the hall.

  Mr. X, who was being watched, instantly noticed the source of the gaze. The next moment, his figure disappeared and instantly appeared in front of the "Traveler's Gate" that had just taken shape.

  Then, a figure wrapped in thick black fog appeared next to Mr. X. He was extremely fast, leaving a gray-black afterimage behind him.

  The nails of his outstretched right hand grew an extra section with mysterious symbols and patterns, with a dark green metallic luster, looking extremely sharp and cold, and grabbed Mr. X's right chest directly.

  Mr. X disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Audrey

  .     Mr. X, who had just appeared, suddenly stopped moving. At this moment, he suffered a strong mental injury. His back leaned back slightly and his eyes became unfocused.

  The shadows in the room suddenly surged, condensing into an illusory but solid black shackle, which tied Mr. X and dragged him back.

  After condensing into a black shackle, the surrounding shadows did not stop, but continued to surge rapidly, surging up like a flood, trying to drown the people who were disrupting the party.

  Audrey, who was surrounded by shadows, felt uneasy. Although the current situation had not exceeded her previous expectations, she was still a little uneasy as she participated in this kind of battle between extraordinary people for the first time.

  The door covered with mysterious patterns and condensed by starlight flashed a faint blue light, and Lawrence, wearing a black woolen coat and a half-high black hat, appeared in the hall.

  At the same time, the light in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the peaceful and quiet night enveloped the surroundings.

  The extraordinary people who participated in the party and the organizers of the party all disappeared. Only Audrey, who had not yet fully recovered, was left in the hall. Fors was flipping through "Lemano's Travel Notes", Emlyn was entangled with Mr. X, and Lawrence, who had no expression and was constantly flipping through a book in his blue eyes.

  "I came, I witnessed, I recorded."

  As he recited, ripples of bright starlight suddenly appeared in front of Lawrence, reflecting the surroundings in a hazy sea of ​​stars.

  Mr. X, who was entangled with Emlyn through constant displacement, suddenly paused. The space around him suddenly became sticky and slippery. His "flash" was greatly suppressed. He had to pause for one or two seconds every time he "flashed".

  Lawrence. He is already a "recordant" of Sequence Six? How is this possible?

  What kind of ability is this? Does the Abraham family also have this kind of magical item that specifically restrains "flash" and "teleportation"?

  One thought after another flashed through his mind, and Mr. X's face looked extremely gloomy. His "flash" ability was blocked, and it was difficult for him to fight with the suspected vampire attacker. His speed was too fast.

  After "flashing" again and pulling away from Emlyn, Mr. X's eyes reflected an illusory, slowly turning book:

  "I came, I saw, I remembered."

  "Frenzy!"

  The next moment, Mr. X's movements suddenly paused, his back slightly leaned back, his eyes were dull, his eyes were scattered, and the illusory book reflected in his eyes disappeared.

  The strong damage on the mental level directly interrupted his spellcasting.

  Audrey, who quietly came to the edge of the room, looked at the "magician" Fors beside her. Her pale gold vertical pupils gradually recovered and turned back to gem-like green.

  Puff!

  The sound of claws cutting flesh and blood was particularly clear in the quiet room. Emlyn, who had grown a pair of illusory bat wings on his back, appeared behind Mr. X and reached his chest with his right hand.

  The intense pain brought Mr. X, who was distracted, back to his senses. He glanced at everyone in the room with resentment, and then his body quickly became thinner and brittle, turning into a deep red paper man.

  "Moon Paper Man?" Emlyn exclaimed in surprise. As a vampire, he didn't have such a life-saving item, but he didn't expect that Mr. X from the Aurora Society actually had one.

  The next moment, Mr. X's figure emerged from the other side of the room.

  His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little frantic. He reached out from his pocket and took out a bloody finger. Under the horrified gaze of Fors and Audrey, he put the finger into his mouth and chewed it, making a crackling sound.

  His flesh and blood quickly squirmed, and his muscles swelled and bulged, growing pale red buds one by one, interweaving with each other to form a tough and solid flesh armor.

  Fors stopped flipping through "Lemano's Travel Notes" and directly activated an extraordinary ability on it.

  Pieces of red rose up in front of her, turning into red crows with flames swirling around them, circling and flying towards Mr. X, whose appearance had changed drastically.

  The flaming crows hit him, making a series of roars and setting off a burst of red flames.

  Emlyn then threw out a bottle of golden potion that he had prepared long ago.

  Crash!

  The glass bottle shattered in the layers of exploding flames, and the golden liquid inside instantly evaporated, dyeing the rising red flames golden, with a strong smell of the sun.

  "Shock!"

  As Audrey's figure continued to retreat, her eyes were stained with a layer of light gold, her pupils became vertical, and a strong mental pressure pressed down like a mountain.  End of Chapter 505

  Roar~

  A roar almost like a beast sounded in the flames. Mr. X, who was wrapped in layers of flames, suddenly rushed out and pounced on Audrey, who had no time to react.

  The intertwined flesh buds on his body were like small worms, wriggling wildly, full of madness and depravity. The surface flesh was burned black by the flames, and there was a constant rise of blue-black smoke. The blue eyes were faintly stained with scarlet.

  Lawrence's figure flashed and instantly appeared between Audrey and Mr. X.

  In his eyes, an illusory, slowly turning book was reflected.

  He raised his hands flat, and his body was stained with a layer of dazzling gold. The pure golden light like a tide surged out of his body and condensed into a layer of light barrier in front.

  Boom!

  Mr. X hit the pale golden barrier, making a huge sound, but it did not shake the barrier at all.

  The surrounding darkness and shadows also squirmed instantly, turning into solid shackles, firmly imprisoning Mr. X.

  "Hahaha~"

  "Shadows belong to my Lord's domain."

  Mr. X laughed wildly, and the illusory book in his eyes flipped again.

  The shadows around him suddenly came alive, surging up like water, imprisoning everyone in the room. The shadows under them suddenly came alive, turning into a dark human figure and standing up from the ground.

  What else is this? Fors looked at Lawrence in a panic. She felt that her soul seemed to be separated by these shadows.

  Lawrence recited calmly: "I come, I witness, I record."

  He opened his arms, as if embracing the sun.

  The next moment, a magnificent and pure blazing light column descended from the sky, covering everything around. The human figures formed by the shadows evaporated instantly. Mr. X, who was also covered by the light column, suddenly had a distorted expression and let out a painful roar. The buds on his body that were wriggling like insects became even crazier.

  Boom!

  A silver-white lightning with a paralyzing effect suddenly struck down, disintegrating into countless tiny electric snakes on Mr. X's body, scurrying around.

  Mr. X, whose body was covered with insect-like flesh buds, suddenly stopped moving. His gray-white robe turned into ashes under the electric light, leaving only the silver-white electric snakes and the charred flesh buds.

  Fors continued to flip through the book in his hand without raising his head. Silver-white lightning with a paralyzing effect struck Mr. X, disintegrating into electric snakes running all over the ground.

  The running current and strong paralysis effect made Audrey, who was hiding aside, feel a slight tingling sensation on her skin. Under the gray-white hood, her hair stood up under the effect of static electricity.

  In Lawrence's blue eyes, an illusory book flipped quickly:

  "I came, I saw, and I recorded."

  After a short chant, bits of blazing white light accumulated in his hand and condensed into a blazing white, burning brilliance spear.

  The moment the spear was formed, it flew out of his hand. The blazing white light enveloped Mr. X, who was in a paralyzed state, and expanded rapidly. The dazzling white light instantly submerged everything.

  It lasted for about five or six seconds before the surrounding white light faded.

  Emlyn rubbed his eyes uncomfortably, took out a light brown glass bottle from his pocket, and dripped the liquid into his eyes.

  After blinking twice and feeling that his eyes were finally comfortable, he said with some dissatisfaction:

  "I hate the sun!"

  "Old man, don't you say hello before using this extraordinary power? I was almost blinded."

  "Sorry, it's my mistake." Lawrence turned around and bowed slightly in Emlyn's direction to apologize.

  Unexpectedly, the other party apologized so straightforwardly. Emlyn felt as if he was being unreasonable just now. He pursed his lips a little embarrassedly and said:

  "Forget it, remember to say it in advance next time. Oh no, there won't be a next time."

  As Forth approached, he bit his finger and smeared his blood on the dark brown cover of the book.

  After applying the blood and solving the negative effects of Lemano's travel notes, she handed the book to Lawrence and said,

  "Mr. Lawrence, you need to re-record several spells of 'Flash', 'Teleport' and the Sun Domain. This is the reward agreed upon by Mr. 'Moon' and me."

  Lawrence took Lemano's travel notes handed to him by Fors, flipped through them twice, and nodded gently, saying,

  "No problem, I will complete the spell abilities on it and give it to you in two days."

  Then he turned his head to look at Audrey who was approaching and said,

  "And this lady, I will give you the fruit of the Elder Tree today. The spinal fluid of the Black Hunting Monitor Lizard will take some time to wait. This material is not in Loen. You can prepare the cash during this time." "

  No problem, I'm not in a hurry." Audrey smiled.

  Lawrence nodded gently, his eyes fell on the light spots that were slowly gathering on the floor. He seemed unusually calm at this moment, with no emotion in his eyes, as if he had been distracted.     After a long while, until the characteristics of Mr. X condensed into a crystal that was transparent and almost unreal, he gradually came back to his senses.

  He seemed to be much more relaxed at this moment, and even the feeling of old age and decrepitude seemed to have lessened a little.

  After adjusting his mood, he turned his head to look at Fors and said,

  "Fors, the extraordinary characteristics of Louis Wayne belong to you. It is your reward."

  "You can't use this characteristic for the time being. You can choose to make it into a magical item. However, when you need to use it to prepare potions later, you need the power of an angel to crush it. You can choose."

  "In other words, angels can crush magical items and restore them to the extraordinary characteristics required for preparing potions?"

  Audrey keenly grasped the key point in Lawrence's words and asked curiously.

  Lawrence nodded gently and said,

  "That's right. The extraordinary people at the level of angels have completely left the scope of human beings. In ancient times, they were called subordinate gods."

  "Prepare to leave."

  After the voice fell, Lawrence flipped the book in his hand, revealing a burnt yellow page with many strange symbols and patterns painted on it, as well as bubbles floating in the air.

  As the mysterious reappearance of the "Night Country" used before ended, the few people returned to the hall where the party was held. The people who originally participated in the party had all left, leaving only the extraordinary people of the Aurora Club on guard around.

  The moment the figures of the few people appeared, the shadows in the room surged and flowed, and all the things touched by the shadows were corroded by the power of corruption, stained with a layer of sticky black, or corroded and broken in an instant.

  The bodies of Lawrence and the others suddenly became transparent, became illusory, and turned into a pile of bubbles.

  Under the corrosion of the shadows, these bubbles instantly turned black, broke, and disappeared.

  Above the gray fog, Klein leaned back leisurely, leaning against the high-backed chair behind him. In his grand and ancient hall, the crimson light faded like a tide.

  He had established a connection with Audrey and the others through their prayers before the action, and had been observing their actions above the gray fog.

  Mysterious Reappearance is really useful. It has various effects that are both powerful and practical. Unlike the Fortune Teller, whose extraordinary abilities are fancy but not powerful enough, it did not start to improve until the "Master of Secret Puppetry" stage.

  But didn't Emlyn's reward mean borrowing Lemano's travel notes? He also specifically specified the extraordinary abilities of "Flash", "Teleportation" and the Sun Domain. What did he want to do? Hunting artificial vampires? But didn't he already have the extraordinary characteristics of the Crimson Scholar?

  After thinking for a while, Klein, who had no clue, directly left the space above the gray fog.

  In the God-forsaken Land, in the vast hall in the center of the deserted city, the bright stars surged and entered the prayer hall.

  Pieces of starlight began to reunite inside, revealing the figure of Renekton.

  "My body is gradually decaying. This hall is not friendly to flesh and blood."

  After quietly feeling the changes in his body, Renekton murmured in a low voice, rubbing his fingers, creating dots of golden starlight, dyeing himself with a layer of gold.

  The effect is not very good. Is the negative effect here naturally resistant to the purifying power of the solar field?

  As the thought floated, Renekton looked up at the dome of the prayer hall, with a deep blue glow flowing in his eyes. In his sight, everything in the entire prayer hall was covered with a layer of spiritual brilliance. In the light blue, the deep red and golden colors were slowly flowing, as if forming a dynamic balance.

  Snap!

  Renekton raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The light golden brilliance spread out from his body layer by layer, dyeing the entire prayer hall with a layer of warm light gold.

  The puppets kneeling in front of the inverted statue suddenly came to life. They trembled slightly and crawled on the ground. Their lips, which were made of wood blocks and carved, opened and closed, making hoarse and unpleasant sounds:

  "Great Lord, please forgive us. Great Lord, please save us"

  "Great Lord. Doomsday"

  "Please save us"

  The prayers of the puppets crawling on the ground gradually became noisy and chaotic. They seemed to be competing with each other to see who had the loudest voice, whose prayer was more pious, and whose posture was more serious.

  In the process, these puppets gradually became distorted. The facial features painted with oil paint on their faces became hideous and terrifying. Iron filings and barbs began to grow out of their bodies, just like the fur and scales on animals, and they were still slowly floating up and down.

  In the sight of the Eye of Secrets, Renekton clearly saw that the bodies of these puppets were all covered with a dark curtain full of depravity, filth and madness.

  There is a feeling that they have merged with this temple. Is it that this temple, which was made into a magical object, has polluted them, or have these dolls discovered mutations and polluted the temple in reverse?