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Chapter 461 Gifts from Nature

"Oh, today's harvest is very good!"

After a pause, Amon said a forcibly translated sentence in Ancient Fusac:

"There seems to be a special phrase to describe this kind of thing, it's called 'a gift from nature'."

"That guy is indeed interesting, but it's a pity that the Dragon of Betrayal keeps a close eye on him, so my clone can't appear next to him often."

Amon's expression curled up at the corners of his lips, revealing a strange smile, as if he had remembered something interesting.

He stood up straight lazily, waved gently, and then magically took out a palm-sized ring made of mercury, with strange mysterious symbols symbolizing fate and destiny engraved on it.

".Destined destiny, fate, Tamaki seems to have someone who wants to join Orochi and his friends in their cat and mouse game."

"The Seven Gods are a little useless. The original barrier is still there, but they can't stop those guys from Starry Sky from penetrating power into this world."

While speaking, Amon raised his hand and pinched the monocle at his right eye, and the mercury ring he held in his right hand suddenly disappeared.

Then he turned his attention to the frog carcass at his feet. The time around him seemed to be sped up several times. In just one breath, the gray-white light spots that were still slowly rotating and converging were all integrated into the frog. of corpses.

As the last bit of bright white light disappeared, the frog's body finally revealed its current appearance:

A frog puppet with a dark green color and strange and twisted tree-like patterns drawn all over its body. Its mouth was tightly sewn together with shining silver-white metallic wires. Its two hands were firmly pressed on the exaggerated pair. His big eyes seemed to be filled with fear, and he didn't dare to open his eyes to see.

Amon raised his eyebrows slightly, then bent down and picked up the puppet on the ground.

He casually looked at the frog puppet in his hand for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud:

"Interesting stuff, very suitable for that game called 123 Wooden Man."

While speaking, his figure was distorted and blurred for a moment. When it became clear again, it had turned into a black crow flapping its wings and flying towards the window. There was a trademark white eye circle on its right eye.

As the crow left, the light in the room suddenly became brighter, as if much of the dust in the air had disappeared. The crimson moonlight shone into the room through the glassless windows, covering everything in the room. A layer of crimson tulle.

In the middle of the Pass Valley, on the dead river, thick shadows surged like water, sweeping the headless horseman, who was only covered in rusty armor, to the river bank.

Dots of crimson, green, brass, and pale light were constantly peeling off the Headless Horseman's armor like layers of rust, converging into clusters of light on the surrounding ground.

The next moment, a ray of light invisible to the naked eye, which was made up of a huge amount of knowledge, suddenly emerged and quickly gathered around, reuniting Bernadette's figure.

Bernadette glanced at the Headless Horseman and the clusters of light with extraordinary characteristics scattered around him, then directly withdrew her gaze and looked forward.

Pieces of bright starlight gush out from the depths of the spiritual world and gather around them, forming a series of faint blue gates covered with many mysterious symbols.

A faint blue light flashed, and the figures of Renekton and Plak appeared here.

"Long time no see, Ms. Bernadette!"

"Thank you very much for your help just now."

Renekton chuckled and nodded to Bernadette, saying hello and thanking her for her action just now.

"That mysterious queen on the sea? Have you been promoted to an angel? What happened tonight will definitely attract the attention of major churches. The news of your promotion to an angel may spread throughout the world tomorrow."

Plaque looked at Bernadette with some surprise. He had no idea that the lady who had just attacked was actually the mysterious queen of the sea, and that she had obviously been promoted to an angel and had become a true being at the top of the world.

"This has no impact. The news of my promotion cannot be hidden for long."

Bernadette responded in a low voice, then turned her head to look at Renekton, her eyes became a little more focused, and she said in an unusually calm voice:

"The letter I received, and the 'Witch' card."

She deliberately emphasized the word "witch" and stared at Renekton without blinking, as if she wanted to tell whether the other party had given this blasphemous card to her on purpose.

The only Wheel of Fortune card she holds is the only one among the twenty-two blasphemous cards that does not have a human image. Before that, she did not know that each of the blasphemous cards was an image of her father in different costumes, and rashly Seeing Emperor Russell on the witch card made her feel a little complicated.

After a moment of pause, she continued:

"Originally I didn't plan to come here, but not long ago I received some kind of revelation and received a prophecy."

"I'm very curious about why the Hidden Sage takes the initiative to exert influence on the extraordinary people on this path. He rarely has a sense of existence except when knowledge drives people away." "Then what did you gain?" Renekton Controlling his expression as much as possible, he asked calmly and somewhat curiously.

Bernadette looked at Renekton calmly, then looked away, looking at the red moon hanging high in the sky, and said in a leisurely tone:

"Yes and no."

"Ever since I became an angel, I have always been able to feel the changes in the Hidden Sage, the secret and subtle changes. When I understood this change, I got more doubts."

There was a slight pause in her words, and then she continued:

"I just noticed some movements in the star realm through some subtle changes. The Seven Gods are far from being as united as the major churches show. Of course, they are not so hostile to each other. They are tolerant and restrained, and they treat each other with restraint. It's like a delicate chess game, maintaining a delicate yet fragile balance."

"Tonight's events should have a deep relationship with you, right? But the subsequent development is obviously beyond your expectations, especially those things that finally burst out of the mutated 'Summoning Gate'."

"What do you know about it?"

While speaking, Bernadette raised her left hand slightly. A shining transparent amber floated quietly in the palm of her hand. In the center of the amber, there was a gray-black mist flowing continuously. It was like order and shadow. , indescribable and difficult to describe.

Uncertain fog? After seeing what was in Bernadette's palm, a name popped up in Renekton's mind uncontrollably.

"It gives me the feeling that it is very similar to the lantern. With the knowledge you have shown, you should know something about the wishing lantern, even if this knowledge can be considered secret."

"Perhaps this is the privilege of those blessed by 'knowledge'"

Bernadette muttered to herself as if sighing, but her eyes did not stay on Renekton, as if she didn't care about his reaction. She already had her own guess about this.

After a brief moment of silence, Renekton raised his lips and prepared to answer Bernadette's question. Before he could speak, he heard Bernadette suddenly change the subject:

"You gave me that witch card on purpose, right? For what? Is it related to the original witch? Or is it just... um... bad taste?"

"My father used to have this habit, before it became a stranger to him."

"You have a lot in common. Is this his, or some kind of shared secret between you?"

"." Renekton swallowed the words he originally wanted to say back into his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to use to face Bernadette's question.

It always felt like she had investigated a lot during this period, and I thought she would be eager to find the primitive island where Russell's last tomb was located.

Bernadette withdrew her distant gaze, looked at Renekton with some amusement and inquiry and said:

"You seem to be more expecting me to find the answers to these questions myself, or to wait until the right time for me to ask him personally?"

"It would be more appropriate for him to tell you these things himself. Although I don't mind telling you this, if I really do this, your old father will probably crawl out of the grave and beat me up in anger!"

Renekton responded with a joking chuckle, and then he turned his attention to the gray-black mist sealed in transparent amber in Bernadette's hand.

"Heh." Feeling Renekton's gaze, Bernadette chuckled. In the surrounding air, cold and indifferent eyes condensed by starlight emerged. They were large or small, densely packed, and connected into a dazzling array. And the strange sea of ​​stars.

The crimson moonlight instantly became dim, and the cold wind that was blowing slightly disappeared. The dim and deep mist filled the surroundings, like a frozen scene, making it appear extremely quiet and quiet.

Renekton looked around intently and found that all connections between this space and the astral world, the spiritual world, and even reality were cut off.

At this level of secrecy, she should have analyzed the extraordinary ability of the high sequence of the Night Path. She sighed in her heart. He turned his head to look at the thing in Bernadette's hand and said in a calm tone:

"It comes from the starry sky and should be the power of the Uncertain Mist, which is the remaining part of the Djinn."

"Those streams of light that rush out from the summoning door should all belong to the power that the gods from the stars have put into the world. They are different from the existing twenty-two paths to gods, and they should be fairly easy to identify."

"My intuition tells me that they have not been completely intercepted. If you can, please help me pay attention to the unusual forces and events in the future. If these guys are allowed to run wild, the destined doom may come earlier."

"Okay." Bernadette nodded slightly in response.

The bright and indifferent eyes around them suddenly retracted, the originally dim crimson moonlight became clear again, and the stagnant cold wind began to blow again.

"Have you finished chatting?" Plak looked at Renekton and Bernadette who reappeared and asked with a chuckle, not minding that he was isolated just now.

Renekton turned his head and nodded gently towards Prak, and then looked at Bernadette, only to see that her eyes had become extremely dark and blurry, and she had obviously lost focus.

prophecy? Active prophecy? Or feel something?

As his thoughts floated, he heard Bernadette's plain voice:

"Changes will start from here, and light and shadow will cover the northern and southern continents. This is a change of the times, a history engraved in the future!"

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Chapter 462 Mr. Huang's information

"What does it mean?"

Renekton frowned slightly and looked at Bernadette, whose eyes had become clear again.

Bernadette shook her head slowly and said calmly:

"I saw some of the future through what happened tonight, and I can't decipher too much of it."

"It can only be vaguely foreseen, and a certain possibility in the future is fixed, just like a ship anchored on the sea. The heavy anchor is deeply buried in the sand on the seabed, fixing it, and countless people are moving towards the future in the long river of destiny. Among these tributaries, there is a certain force that connects history to form a heavy and stable anchor, firmly fixing certain possibilities in the future."

"This change is not enough to make the future directly move towards a fixed result, but it also restrains the future to a certain extent. No matter how the world develops in the future, fixed things will inevitably happen."

"If the future is compared to a turbulent ocean, then what is fixed may be an anchored ship. No matter how the waves rise and fall, it will always be anchored there."

"I'm not sure whether this is some kind of reflection of reality by the River of Destiny, or whether there is some unknown, powerful force acting directly on the River of Destiny. After all, the Wheel of Fortune has not yet appeared."

Some possibility of being anchored? It sounds a bit like a ring of destiny, but the barrier left over from the original is still there. It is impossible for him to have such an impact on the world. The wave of the times driven by Brother Amen? Or the Key of Light?

"It seems like you have some guesses?" Bernadette's voice interrupted Renekton's contemplation.

"Ah, it's just a little bit touching. Compared to the future, I still feel that the present that is within reach is more important."

Renekton was stunned for a moment by the sudden interruption, and then responded with a chuckle.

"Is it more important now that it's within reach?"

Bernadette nodded noncommittally, and her figure disintegrated in the next moment, turning into a hazy light that was made up of complex knowledge and invisible to the naked eye, and left here surging.

The cold wind at night blew the surrounding trees that had been purified but still retained their strange shapes, making a rustling sound.

Prak took two steps forward and walked to Renekton's side. Looking at the place where the mysterious queen disappeared, he said with a sigh:

"I originally thought that the 'King of the Five Seas' who was most likely to be promoted to an angel on the sea would be the 'King of the Five Seas'. He has established his own rules on the sea and is not far from Sequence Two."

"The Duke of Entropy? Indeed, his ritual has basically been completed. He is probably stuck on the potion. After all, the main ingredient of the angel-level potion itself is a mythical creature and is not so easy to hunt."

Renekton nodded slightly and sighed, then turned his gaze to the river in front of him. The dead river surface did not make a single ripple under the cold wind.

His eyes darkened, he sighed in his heart, and then said:

"This river is dead. I don't know if the Earth Church can solve this problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm wind suddenly blew around him. It was different from the cold wind in winter, but more like the spring breeze coming from the warm sunshine, with the smell of grass and earth, like the warm palm of a mother, caressing her gently. Hold this land.

The rich vitality condenses the water vapor in the air into rain and falls on the streets, in the jungle, and on the dead river, bringing with it a soothing power.

Circles of ripples appeared on the dead river surface, shattering the crimson moon reflected in the water, and bits and pieces of life emerged in the river water.

"This is a miracle!"

Plak looked at everything happening around him with a look of astonishment. Only the Earth Mother Goddess, who had the authority over life among the seven gods, could achieve such a level of recovery.

Renekton also watched everything happening around him. His peeping eyes allowed him to see more. Even if he didn't take the initiative to pry, he could still feel the soft gaze falling on him.

When everything returned to calm and the eyes on him disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at Pulak beside him and said:

"I thought that I would have to at least wait for the Earth Church to hold a grand ceremony before they would respond. After all, showing miracles at this time can easily improve the people's attitude towards the Earth Church's faith."

"Perhaps this is just to show his attitude. As long as the Church of the Earth does not interfere in the internal disputes in the Southern Continent, both I and Mesanyes are happy for them to preach here."

Plaque looked at the scene around him that had regained some vitality, and his expression rarely softened.

It will be difficult for the vitality of this area to return to its previous state in a short period of time. The help of the Church of the Earth is very necessary. Plak sighed in his heart, then turned around and walked into the spirit world. Before the figure disappeared completely transparently, he whispered He muttered:

"I'm going to find Mesanyes. We need to deal with the aftermath here. Maybe we don't have to wait until tomorrow. The news that all the colonial forces in the Pas Valley have been expelled will spread throughout the northern and southern continents."

After remaining silent for a moment, Renekton looked at the red moon above his head. His figure became transparent, like a statue made of countless starlights, and then turned into bright starlights that swarmed into the spiritual world. .

In the library deep in the spiritual world, bright stars poured out from every corner and quickly gathered together, reuniting Renekton's figure in the stars.

As soon as his figure solidified, a very abstract and distorted oil painting of the starry sky was thrown in front of him. Renekton subconsciously reached out and took it. His eyes stayed on the oil painting for a while, and the dark blue glow in his eyes was quiet. It flows, giving people a feeling of being extremely sacred and full of wisdom.

After observing for a moment, he rolled up the painting in his hand and placed it on the table to Mr. Huang's right, while carefully looking at the other person's condition.

There seemed to be a little bit of silver flowing in Mr. Huang's eyes, which looked extremely cold and sacred. He was clearly sitting in front of him, but it gave people an extremely distant and unreal feeling.

There seemed to be some subtle changes in Mr. Huang's body, which was completely different from how he usually felt to me. After thinking for a moment, he said softly: "There is a unique and incomplete world in this painting, which also comes from the Summoning Gate. Something that bursts out of me?"

Mr. Huang nodded slowly and said in a calm voice:

"Yes, you should be able to feel some instinctive attraction from this painting. From the information I have learned, it has many similarities with the demon of knowledge and the several paths included by the creator. , possessing the authority to devour and accommodate each other."

"At the same time, it is similar to some of the powers of the Demon of Knowledge and the Creator? They are completely different systems. Will this act of swallowing power across systems really not make it directly out of control?"

Renekton asked in surprise.

Mr. Huang, who was sitting leisurely on the high-backed chair, reached out and floated over the rolled-up oil painting. His eyes were so deep that it was difficult to see clearly and he said clearly:

"The so-called loss of control is essentially the spiritual imprint contained in the extraordinary characteristics and the oppression of one's own reason by the madness of primitive instinct."

"Those beings in the starry sky are different from us. They are mythical creatures that are completely dominated by divinity. It is their instinct to gather similar powers and characteristics. You can understand that their essence is crazy, be more crazy. , being less crazy doesn't make any difference to them."

"On the basis of the authorities they possess, accommodating the source matter and high-level characteristics that are close to themselves will not cause them to be directly divided due to conflicts between characteristics. As long as they are within certain limits, they You can still maintain yourself and avoid the original awakening from your own body."

Renekton nodded thoughtfully. He probably understood why those old beings who had not been torn apart by the awakening of the original Creator gathered around the earth, which had gathered most of the characteristics in the universe. They are like delicious cakes that everyone wants to take a bite of.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he pointed at the very abstract and distorted oil painting and said, "Which ancient person does it come from?"

"He has many names in the starry sky. Among them, the most appropriate and representative name should be 'High-dimensional Overlooker'. There are also some names that can represent some of His characteristics, such as 'First Philosophy', such as 'Supreme Philosophy' The mystery'."

"The 'high-dimensional observer' should be able to observe the world of all dimensions such as destiny, time, space, astral world, spiritual world, material world, spiritual world, etc. Perhaps it is this concept of multi-dimensional world that gave him The title of 'First Philosophy'."

"Compared with Him, the Demon of Knowledge, who is also good at observing the world and has mastered endless mysteries, is more like knowledge itself. This is also in line with the Moss Ascetic Order's philosophy that all things are numbers."

"Judging from this painting, He also has the ability to turn ordinary paintings into the real world, or in other words, has the ability to interact with different dimensions."

Mr. Huang is like a professor who is dedicated to explaining knowledge to students. He carefully considers his words and tries to make his descriptions as simple and easy to understand as possible.

No wonder every reader is a good teacher and sighed silently in his heart. Renekton quickly gathered his thoughts and said in a deep voice:

"Philosophy? Mystery? It's not what I imagined."

"He is for the authority of 'Creator' and 'Knowledge'?"

Mr. Huang nodded lightly and said: "It is most likely like this. Of course, it does not rule out that he has reservations and hidden things."

"The identities of prey and hunter may be reversed at any time. He can accommodate the authority of 'Creator' and 'Knowledge'. Likewise, the Demon of Knowledge and Creator can also accommodate some of His authority."

While speaking, Mr. Huang raised his hand and handed the twisted starry sky oil painting to Renekton and said:

"Just keep this painting. I've done some processing on it and just use it as fishing bait."

Before Renekton could give an answer, the oil painting had been handed to Renekton's hand, and the surrounding scene also changed at this moment, like the paint that was constantly fading, quickly becoming illusory and transparent.

In a moment, the library originally located deep in the spirit world completely disappeared. Renekton returned to the river bank. He looked around in shock, and then looked down at the oil painting in his hand.

"Is this the use of dimensions? The ability of the secret teacher is really missed."

With a low sigh, his figure instantly became transparent, turning into bits of bright starlight that surged into the spiritual world and rushed into the distance.

Deep in the spiritual world, the bright starlight was like a vast galaxy, surging in a very purposeful direction. Following his spiritual intuition, he found the location of Bugs Bunny with almost no effort.

Starlights shone brightly and left the spiritual world, re-condensing Renekton's figure next to Bugs Bunny.

Bugs Bunny, who was lying quietly on the single sofa in the hotel, was suddenly inspired. He jumped up from the sofa in a flash, looked at Renekton who had revealed his figure to one side and said in surprise:

"No boss!"

Renekton looked at Bugs Bunny up and down with a solemn gaze. Apart from his somewhat depleted spirituality, he found no wounds on his body. The smooth and natural spirituality on his body, which seemed to be integrated with itself, all indicated that it had been digested. Harvest Priest's Potion.

What did it encounter? Before going out, its potion had barely been digested. Renekton frowned slightly and stared at Bugs Bunny closely. There was a deep blue-to-purple glow flowing in his eyes, as if he could see through everything. He looked extremely sacred and indifferent. There is no temperature.

The gaze of the Peeping Eye made Bugs Bunny feel like he was being stripped naked bit by bit, and every hair on his body was being pulled out. He shrank uncomfortably and retreated to the single sofa. corner of.

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Chapter 463 Magical Items

Bugs Bunny was a little frightened by the stares. He moved his body uncomfortably, lowered his head and murmured: "Boss, what's wrong?"

After carefully looking at Bugs Bunny for a while, Renekton slowly withdrew his gaze and muttered:

"What happened to you tonight?"

Feeling that the gaze that seemed to be peeling him apart little by little disappeared, Bugs Bunny breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to straighten the black top hat on his head and said:

"Together with those two cats, we captured many cultists and hunted many mutated monsters. Well, we harvested a lot of materials and characteristics, but they still need some processing, so we put them with the cats first."

"Also, my cane was fused with strange things and mutated, turning into a dark brown baton. The lady named Grant made a certain seal on it, and it can be used now, but it has The extraordinary ability has completely changed, and it no longer has the ability to spawn plants."

While speaking, Bugs Bunny pointed to the small round table by the window. Renekton turned his head and glanced sideways. There was indeed a dark brown baton there. It was very restrained in spirit, but he couldn't see anything strange at first glance.

He gently poked his fingers twice, summoned an invisible hand, and captured the baton placed on the table into his hand.

After pouring some spirituality into the baton, a faint silver symbol lit up on the dark brown baton. Renekton only felt that his vision was blurred for a moment, and then a field of countless silver-white symbols appeared in front of his eyes. The intersection of rivers forms an exaggerated giant network, like some manifestation of destiny.

"Destiny?" He murmured in a low voice, and Renekton used the ability of the Secret Eye to perform a simple divination on the mutated cane.

Soon, the information about this dark brown baton came to his mind:

The person who holds it will have the ability to perceive changes in fate. By consuming a certain amount of spirituality, he can directly see or hear the revelation of fate. This is no different from the divination of "divinations", except that no medium is needed.

Through a lot of preparation work and enough time to play, the fate of a certain range can be changed. The more fully prepared you are and the more devoted you are to the performance, the better the effect will be. Similarly, the more people who listen to the performance will resonate with the music. , the greater the impact.

Every interference with destiny will cause the user's own destiny to change, which may be good or bad. As these changes accumulate, the user will eventually lose himself and become a puppet of fate.

At the same time, people who hold this baton will have a desire to perform, and they can't help but want to express themselves anytime, anywhere, attract the audience's attention, and become the focus of the stage.

The characteristics that originally belonged to biologists have been completely suppressed and have not been reflected at all. It seems that the power level of this destiny path is higher.

However, there is a pitfall in that each time you use it, your destiny will change. I wonder if this change can be reset by the dice of probability? If it can, then it is a magical item with basically no negative effects.

As his thoughts turned, Renekton put his baton aside, his eyes fell on Bugs Bunny again and asked in a low voice:

"Have you ever used it? Where's the Dice of Probability?"

Bugs Bunny shook his head and quickly explained:

"No, Grant said it's best not to use it, otherwise you may become a devout believer of the goddess of fate under the influence of fate."

Then it took out the dice of probability from its pocket and carefully placed it on the sofa in front of it, as if it was worried that its movements would make it spin.

Four o'clock up? Has Bugs Bunny's luck gotten worse? Or is there something unexpected that I don't know about?

After pondering for a moment, Renekton picked up the milky white probability die, brought it to his eyes and looked at it, then he smiled and said to himself:

"Can you reset the changes in destiny brought about by that baton?"

After saying that, he directly threw the dice of probability in his hand.

Snap! The milky-white dice bounced on the floor a few times, then slowly stopped shaking, still pointing up at four o'clock!

There seems to be no problem. As the uniqueness of the Wheel of Fortune, the Dice of Probability can easily suppress things whose fate path is lower than it.

After picking up the dice of probability from the floor and putting it into a small iron box filled with notes, Renekton pulled Bugs Bunny aside and lay down on the single sofa. He rubbed its soft ears and asked road:

"How did you digest the magic potion on your body?"

"Well, I'm not very sure. Ever since the moon became very bright, the potion on my body has gradually shown signs of digestion."

"Probably when those plants mutated crazily and started to grow mouths and start talking, the magic potion on my body also digested quickly, as if all the plants I planted before had a good harvest."

Bugs Bunny stretched out his hand and pulled his head, and expressed some doubts about how he felt at that time.

Renekton frowned slightly and thought for a moment. A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind. He pulled Bugs Bunny over in shock and said:

"Where have you grown plants around here before?"

"Only in Mr. Plunk's manor, well, I even asked the crow to throw some unwanted seeds for me."

After throwing away some unwanted seeds, Renekton's hand on its head paused for a moment. He was inspired, and then he followed his intuition and made a prophecy.

As his eyes flashed, his eyes became extremely deep, resembling the surface of the sea before a storm. In this case, he could glimpse the secret of fate.

An extremely blurry picture flashed through my mind: a black crow randomly threw seeds around the river, and some of the seeds took root and sprouted on the spot; under the crimson moonlight, all the plants began to grow crazily; The twisted and weird plants quickly withered and withered, and then were purified under the golden rain of light.

The scene in Renekton's mind stopped abruptly. He looked at Bugs Bunny lying on his lap in shock. He didn't know where to start complaining. He happened to catch up with the ceremony of the original Moon Beloved. What kind of outrageous luck was this? ! After hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"No problem. The characteristics of the cane originally prepared for you cannot be used. You can use your harvest to make some exchanges with the Church of the Earth later. It is just a Sequence Six characteristic, and the church's resources will not be too tight. "

"Okay." Bugs Bunny nodded, lay on Renekton's lap and yawned, then simply closed his eyes and rested.

Renekton, who was sitting on the single sofa, raised his hand, summoned an invisible servant, and took the twisted starry sky oil painting and the fist-sized crystal ball from its hands.

With the support of invisible hands, the two items were suspended quietly beside Renekton. He supported his head with his right hand and recalled the previous conversation with Mr. Huang in the library deep in the spiritual world. The more he thought about it, , his brows furrowed deeper.

Was it Mr. Huang himself who was talking to me at that time, or was he the God of Knowledge and Wisdom? Uh. That's not right. They are probably the same person. I can only say in what capacity they are talking to me. They are probably the gods of knowledge and wisdom. But appearing in the image of Mr. Huang will not put me under too much pressure. .

Hunter and prey. He wants to expand his authority. When the five paths of omniscience and omnipotence are all occupied, expanding to similar authority is the best way to enhance his strength. Ordinary Sequence 0 is definitely not the opponent of the past, so he needs The emergence of the Demon of Knowledge, with a common enemy, is the most suitable ally.

The God of Knowledge and Wisdom's bet on the Demon of Knowledge seems to have been on me from the beginning. What does He know? Why do you think I am the one most likely to become the Demon of Knowledge? The True Creator may know something.

As the thoughts turned, the fist-sized crystal ball floating aside flickered with blurred starlight. The surrounding gravity and electromagnetism were synchronously disturbed, and a deep illusion that was half true and half false suddenly unfolded around it.

The bright stars slowly emerge around, with faint traces of civilization on them

Sudden!

A long, indescribable sound echoed around, and the bright galaxy began to twist and sway, forming an abstract oil painting. The picture continued to collapse downward, falling from three dimensions to two dimensions.

The illusion that had not yet fully emerged around him instantly turned into a thin sheet of paper without thickness, and was finally gathered into a picture scroll.

Renekton glanced at the unfolded, very distorted and abstract oil painting. The dark starry sky above seemed deeper and more realistic.

No wonder this painting was given to me, not only as a bait, but it itself can also very well restrain the negative effects of this crystal ball from time to time.

After finally putting in some power, it didn't work because of the mutual influence. I wonder if the two people in the starry sky would be so angry that they would pinch each other.

After scattering his thoughts for a while, Renekton returned his attention to these two magical items. With the help of the Eye of Secret and the ability of prophecy, he figured out the effects of these two items with little effort. .

The distorted starry sky oil painting will enhance the holder's inspiration, see things that are usually invisible, and have the ability to communicate with the things in the painting.

There is an almost completely real world with strange pollution in the oil painting. It can overlap a certain range of space with the world in the painting, creating an area with strange effects. It can also use this to transfer some attacks or things to The world in the painting.

Any traces left on the oil painting will be reflected in the world in the painting, and the corresponding influence can be exerted on the real world through spatial overlap.

That fist-sized transparent crystal has the ability to control gravity, and can easily set off huge waves that destroy towns, and even crush a small mountain through its huge gravity.

The person holding the crystal ball has a certain level of understanding of space and dimensions. He can find secret channels hidden in the void, lock and correct the channels between the stars, and also use some strange magic related to the stars. Spell abilities, including "gravity disorder", "ray of enfeeblement", "electromagnetic attraction" and "void starry sky".

As long as you hold this crystal ball, you will establish a wonderful and unique connection with the starry sky. You will hear the whispers of the stars and see the colors of the stars. You are very susceptible to pollution.

This crystal ball will periodically construct a half-true and half-false starry sky illusion. This illusion is extremely dangerous. A certain great being will appear in it and even establish a connection with the other party.

The period in which the starry sky illusion breaks out is related to the movement of the stars and cannot be predicted directly. It can only be predicted using astrology or predictions of destiny.

What is the difference between patterns that cannot be directly predicted and no patterns? This crystal ball is really a trap, and as long as you hold it, you will establish contact with the starry sky. It doesn't give you any way to survive. Is this the difference between being sealed and not being sealed?

Renekton's eyes wandered between the oil painting and the crystal ball, and he sighed helplessly in his heart.

He reached out and pulled Bugs Bunny aside who was already sleeping on his lap, and then rummaged through the hotel room to find the ritual materials. He was going to use ritual magic to borrow the power of the Hidden Sage to seal the crystal ball to a certain extent.

After quickly setting up the ceremony, he took a step back and recited in a low voice in ancient Hermes:

"A sage who has insight into the world, eyes that peer into the truth, and the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers."

"Your faithful followers pray to you."

As the prayer mantra was recited, an invisible force emerged from an unknown place. The herbs and star crystals placed in a certain order shattered instantly and turned into little rays of light that converged on the crystal ball in the center of the ceremony.

Lasting for less than ten seconds, all the light dissipated, and the originally clear crystal ball became hazy, and there was no longer the starlight that flashed across the interior of the crystal ball from time to time.

Renekton curled his lips, his eyes wandering between the oil painting and the hazy crystal ball for a while, then he chuckled and said:

"Huh~ The seal is complete. As long as you don't use the relevant extraordinary abilities, it will no longer actively connect with the starry sky. Only when used on a starry night will the starry sky illusion just erupt."

"Let's just call them 'Van Gogh's Starry Night' and 'The Runaway Crystal Ball.'"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 464 Two weeks later

The jingle of jingle bells rang on the streets that were not sparsely populated. Yodson rode a very peculiar bicycle through the crowd, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his dark blond hair was neatly flipped to both sides and swaying slightly in the wind. He seemed to be enjoying the attention he received.

There is a basket made of iron wire hanging in front of the bicycle, and a small blanket is spread inside the basket. Bugs Bunny wraps himself in the blanket with a leisurely look, enjoying the breeze brought by the rapid progress of the bicycle while shouting unceremoniously. road:

"Hurry up, hurry up, you can't ride as fast as the kids in school!"

"Shut up! There are so many people on the street. I won't be responsible if I accidentally bump into someone or throw you out."

Jordson snorted in dissatisfaction and stepped on the pedal a little faster.

Jingle bells ~ jingle bells ~

Yodson pressed the bell on the armrest while adjusting the direction of the bicycle in a panic.

"Ouch. Faster, faster~"

"Very comfortable!"

Bugs Bunny was lying sideways in the basket hanging in front of the bicycle, jumping up and down in the basket while shouting excitedly.

Yodson released his left hand that was tightly gripping the armrest, patted Bugs Bunny on the head and reminded:

"Fat Rabbit, please hold back. The bicycle will be overturned by you soon. This is a trial product. Only the two craftsmen cats can build it manually before the machine factory is ready!"

"Hmph! With my relationship with the cats, as long as I tell them, I can build a new bicycle in no time."

Bugs Bunny raised his head slightly and said proudly.

Yodson was sitting in the seat behind and couldn't see the expression on Bugs Bunny's face, but he could feel his current expression from his tone. He curled his lips slightly and said with a slight tut:

"Then why don't you ask them to build you a rabbit version of a bicycle?"

"Then I have to ride it by myself. It's not as comfortable as sitting in a basket!"

As Bugs Bunny spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Jordan with disdain.

One person and one rabbit were riding their bicycles noisily through the streets of Impas. The homeless people who could be seen everywhere had disappeared and were replaced by workers in twos and threes wearing uniform clothes. Their expressions were no longer numb, and their faces were There are more expectations for the future.

Since Mesanyes took over the Pas Valley area, the city has been changing at a speed visible to the naked eye almost every day. Only two weeks have passed, and the traces of the previous melee have completely disappeared, even those with too distorted shapes. Street trees have also been cut down and replaced.

Bugs Bunny seemed to have had enough chatter and suddenly became quiet. He carefully looked at the pedestrians and shops on the surrounding streets. After observing for a long time, he suddenly said with a sigh:

"There have been so many changes here recently! I kind of understand what the boss means by 'civilization'!"

"As a native of the Southern Continent, Mesanyes can easily gain the support of the people here. In addition, all parties are still in the honeymoon period of cooperation. As long as they are not affected by too strong external influences, the Pas Valley will welcome After a period of rapid development, it may even become the economic center of the Southern Continent!"

Jordson glanced at Bugs Bunny sitting lazily in the basket in surprise. For a moment, he wondered if the rabbit was possessed by some literate evil spirit.

His lake-green eyes darkened, and while there were no pedestrians in front of him, he held one hand on the armrest of the bicycle and gave Bugs Bunny a slight grip with the other.

Immediately, he subconsciously expressed the thoughts that came to his mind:

"Although the boss's words are a bit difficult for Rabbit to understand, it is still very simple to fool this stupid thief!"

The floppy ears on Bugs Bunny's head twitched twice, as if illusory steam was coming out of them, and Jordson felt as if his gray fur was turning red.

"As a rabbit, you can just chew the carrot. This kind of political issue is not something you should think about."

Yodson joked about Bugs Bunny, and then said with a serious face:

"Also, I am not the thief you call me, but a thief and a fraudster. My dream is to steal people's hearts, steal spells, cheat rules, and deceive fate!"

"I know, I know, don't you just want to join the Amons? There is no need to say so many confusing rabbit words."

Bugs Bunny shook his head twice, adjusted his emotions, and then tilted his head to interrupt Jordan's words. Looking at the other person's changing expression, he felt that his bad mood suddenly improved a lot.

"The boss is right, the smile will never disappear, it will only move from one face to another. Haha~"

"Oh~ slow down, slow down, I'm going to fall out!"

The smile on Bugs Bunny's face froze before it hung for a while. His two paws were holding on to the edge of the basket, and the basket made of wire was somewhat deformed under its grasp.

Yodson, who was riding a bicycle, kept accelerating and rushed towards the uneven road. He rode unsteadily all the way to their destination, the First Technical University of the Pas Valley, which was jointly promoted by multiple forces.

Jordson parked his bicycle steadily by the street tree at the school gate. He got off the bicycle with crooked eyebrows and a smile that couldn't be concealed, and walked into the school.

As he was leaving, he didn't forget to look back at Bugs Bunny, who was lying in the basket and didn't dare to move. He chuckled and said:

"Your boss is right. The smile will only transfer, not disappear. Now the smile has transferred from your face to mine." Bright stars suddenly fell from the sky, and Lake reunited on the ground. Suddenly, he took Bugs Bunny out of the basket in front of the bicycle, looked at Jordan and said:

"You two seem to be getting along well."

The expression on Jordanson's face froze, and he changed the topic with a guilty conscience:

"Um, when did you come here?"

"Bugs Bunny has a voyeuristic eye left by me. I noticed it when he yelled just now."

Renekton explained with a chuckle. Looking at the smile that suddenly disappeared from Jodson's face, he couldn't help laughing.

After a while, he continued: "You don't have to teach the students here today. There are other things that require you to run."

Renekton's words made Jordson's eyes light up, and he asked expectantly:

"What's the matter? As long as I don't have to teach those stupid guys, I can do anything. Only after experiencing teaching others, can I truly understand the greatness of the captain. She is so selfless and beautiful. So kind"

"Okay, Edwina returned on the Golden Dream last week. She can't hear what you said now. You'd better tell her the next time you meet."

Renekton raised his hand forward, interrupting Jordson's increasingly excited sighs. After a slight pause, he continued:

"It's about the bicycle. Mr. Plaque has already contacted the factory responsible for production. You and Ethan will go over to make some confirmations and inspect the finished product. As long as there are no problems, bicycles will soon become popular in the Pas Valley."

Jordan nodded solemnly, and then he couldn't help but curiously mentioned:

"Who invented the bicycle? Large-scale production requires the permission of the inventor. The Church of Steam protects patents very strongly."

"There is an inventor named Leppard in Backlund, and I am his investor. In order to speed up his progress in developing a bicycle, I specially asked someone to give him a bottle of generalist potion."

"In return for the investment, the rights to manufacture and sell all his inventions in the Southern Continent belong to me."

Renekton explained with a chuckle, and then waved his hand, indicating that he could find Ethan by himself. Then his figure instantly became transparent and turned into surging starlight, enveloping Bugs Bunny and scurried into the school.

On the second floor of the three-story building on the far left, in the lounge belonging to the faculty and staff, Renekton's figure regrouped in the stars.

As soon as the figure solidified, Bugs Bunny broke away from him and scampered to Brie and Ritz's side.

Renekton looked around the lounge casually, nodded to Grant and sat down in his own seat. After a while, three little guys wearing the same black top hat appeared on the desk in front of him.

Bree and Ritz imitated Bugs Bunny's movements and straightened their hats on their heads, raised their chins slightly, and walked across the table with their heads held high.

Renekton raised his eyes and glanced at them. In the sight of the Secret Eye, the top hats on their heads exuded a bright blue light, and there was a strange connection between each top hat, like a whole.

Seeing Brie and Ritz wandering around the table, looking like they were waiting for praise and showing off, Renekton chuckled and said, "Hey, what's the effect of your hats?"

Brie and Ritz looked at each other, then took off the hats on their heads together, and placed the top hat upside down on the table. Ritz jumped into the water and plunged directly into the top hat.

The overly fat waist and hind legs swayed hard in the air twice, and then it poked its head out of the upside-down top hat in front of Bree, and pulled the brim of the hat hard with its two paws, pulling itself out. Pulled out of the top hat.

As soon as Ritz got out of the top hat, his two gray hind legs stretched out. He flipped hard in the air and straightened the top hat upside down, carrying it with his two legs. The black top hat bounced flexibly between several desks.

The corner of Renekton's mouth twitched slightly. He turned his head to look at Bugs Bunny, who had half of his body stuck in his hat, and pulled it out quite speechlessly.

Then he turned to look at Bree and Ritz and said, "When you build magical items for yourself, don't you compare your too-fat figures?"

Bree scratched her head, then put the top hat back on her head, sighed and said:

"Of course we know, but after all, this is a hat that is worn on the head. It must at least be able to wear it securely. Although it is a bit small, it can still be squeezed through."

"That's right! Although we have gained a little weight, cats are very flexible." Ritz nodded in agreement.

Renekton twitched the corners of his lips, chuckled and said:

"Okay, flexible fat cats, what is the limit of the position of your hat that can be moved?"

"Within 500 meters, these three top hats can locate each other and shuttle. Once this limit is exceeded, they can only be used as separate magical items."

"My hat and Ritz's hats don't contain that many features. When used alone, they can only use some low-intensity tricks."

Bree straightened the black top hat on her head, imitated Bugs Bunny's posture of standing upright with hands on her hips, and explained the function of the top hat on their head seriously.

After maintaining the upright position for a while, it felt some pain in its hind legs, so it returned to the position of four feet on the ground.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 465 Sudden meeting

Boom~boom~

Two short and rapid tapping sounds on the table were heard, and a deep slit that looked like an eye instantly opened under Bugs Bunny, Brie, and Ritz.

"Hmm" "Wow"

Before they could react, their bodies had already fallen into the gap, and then the space seemed to be folded. They fell directly into a pile on the wooden chair covered with blankets opposite Grant.

"Okay, I know you are all very happy after digesting the potion, but please be quiet for a while." Grant, who was sitting leisurely on a chair nearby, said with a chuckle without raising his head.

As she flipped through the Norwich journal published by the Church of Knowledge in Pass Valley, she said with a slight sigh:

"I heard that the Mysterious Queen's bounty in Intis has been increased to 1 million ferkin. She is now more like the 'King of the Five Seas' than Nast."

"Element Dawn has been fighting against your Moss Trappist Order. How come you are so happy to hear your tone?"

Renekton raised his eyebrows and glanced at Grant, and he was a little surprised by the other person's tone.

Grant flipped through a page of the journal in his hand and said in an unclear tone:

"She is fighting against the Moss Trappist Order, not me. As an old aunt, isn't it a joyful thing to see one of her descendants promoted?"

Without waiting for Renekton to answer, she changed the topic and said, "How long do you think Mesanyes's changes in the Pas Valley area can last?"

Renekton leaned against the back of the chair and rubbed his chin gently with his right thumb. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

"Before such large-scale changes can achieve certain results, they will need constant investment in external funds and materials to maintain the stability of social order."

"Both Mr. Plaque and the Knowledge Church have been prepared for this. By the end of this month, the development of the Pas Valley will be almost on track. After that, we will gradually promote the improvement of social order and the advancement of mechanical technology."

While speaking, Renekton reached for the Paz Daily that was placed on the table in front of him. This is also a newspaper founded by the Church of Knowledge. It publishes a regular copy every day. In addition to publishing some important information, most of the above The contents are all compiled common sense of life and basic knowledge.

Driven by Mesanyes, Pas Daily is currently the most popular newspaper in the Pas Valley. People here can not only learn about the latest news, but also learn some more useful knowledge.

He flipped through it twice and saw in the most conspicuous position that Mesanyes was about to sign a treaty with Roen and Intis on behalf of the Pas Valley, recognizing the independence of the Pas Valley, establishing new commercial channels, and starting friendly exchanges. further cooperation.

Renekton chuckled softly while flipping through the newspaper:

"I didn't expect that Intis would agree to the independence of the Pas Valley so quickly, instead of uniting with the countries of the northern continent to isolate the Pas Valley area."

Grant was flipping through the journals placed on the table with one hand, and combing the too fluffy hair on his head with the other hand, and said in a calm tone:

"The countries in the Northern Continent are far from as united as you think, not to mention the support from the two major righteous churches here. The remaining churches will not be too eager to intervene in the disputes here."

"There is also the violent sea as a natural barrier between the northern and southern continents. It is unlikely that Intis and Loen will rely on force to retake the colony."

"Of course, the most important thing is that we showed strong enough strength in the previous battle. Although there are many factors that unite, it is an established fact that angels are stationed in the Pas Valley. In this era when the gods are high in the star world, Angels are the highest level of power that can be used in this world."

Renekton suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Grant curiously and asked:

"So, you need to stay in the Pass Valley for a long time?"

"Yes, I have received the oracle, the oracle sent by the great sage as an unknown god!"

While speaking, Grant's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes became distant and deep, as if he was staring at something through the river of fate.

The oracle sent down by the Hidden Sage as an unknown god! It should be that the Wilderness of Knowledge borrowed the identity of the Hidden Sage, and the Unknown God was originally pointing to it.

After pondering for a moment, Renekton turned his head and looked at Grant and said, "Are there any other members of the Morse Trappist Order coming here?"

Grant sighed softly and said quietly:

"You should ask who doesn't come over here."

"The oracle has come down. As long as there are no urgent tasks, all members of the Moss Ascetic Order will move to the Pas Valley. This will be our new headquarters."

"New headquarters! Such a big move?" Renekton sat up straighter and looked at Grant with a look of disbelief on his face.

The Wilderness of Knowledge is trying to empty out all the possessions of the Hidden Sage!

Dong~dong~dong~

Three short knocks on the door sounded in succession. Renekton turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Bugs Bunny and two cats lined up in a black top hat.

They were standing in front of the wall on the right side of the lounge, where an old, dull wooden door with strange patterns carved on them appeared.

The orange cat Ritz stood at the front. He stretched out his hand lightly and knocked on the dark wooden door three times in succession. A strange wave came from the wooden door.

With a creaking sound, Ritz easily pushed the wooden door open, revealing a messy place at the back that looked like a laboratory.

Bugs Bunny and the two cats quickly rushed into the other side of the door. Bugs Bunny, who was behind, did not forget to raise his leg and kick the door shut.

With the help of the special Eye of Secret, Renekton easily saw that the door still left on the wall was a magical item for travelers.

He turned to look at Grant with some curiosity: "They have gained so many characteristics of the apprenticeship path?" Grant flipped through the journal in his hand and responded without raising his head:

"Who made the apprentice path a practical magical item, perhaps to make it easier to steal blood bottles in the hospital. Those primitive moon believers always favor magical items that can walk through walls."

Renekton nodded in agreement. Grant's words reminded him of Emlyn, that unlucky guy who could walk through the wall to the Harvest Church.

Well, thinking about it this way, it seems that in the absence of Mr. Sealed Object Gate, who has apprenticeship paths everywhere, the apprentices' lives are in dire straits.

As soon as his thoughts started to float, Renekton suddenly fell into a trance. He felt his eyes blurred, and his environment suddenly changed.

The originally simply furnished lounge has turned into a spiritual world with rich colors. There are many subtle brass-colored glimmers floating up and down. Under these brass-colored glimmers, illusory bookshelves are hidden. There is an invisible eye in this book. They are constantly stacked, like an illusory tower with no end.

"Don't pry too much. The hidden knowledge is not something you can bear now."

A somewhat gentle voice echoed in his ears, pulling him back from his thoughts. As the voice echoed, the brass-colored shimmer that was constantly wandering around suddenly burst into bright light, covering all the illusory bookshelves.

Renekton turned around subconsciously and saw little brass-colored glimmers quickly outlining Mr. Huang's figure in the air. He was holding a cane that looked like a dry branch, looking at him with a solemn gaze and saying:

"I foresaw some futures related to you, so I pulled you here directly."

"The future related to me?" Renekton asked in confusion.

Mr. Huang nodded slightly, took two steps forward with his cane, and casually took out a somewhat illusory book from the light that shrouded the surroundings.

The book flipped page by page by itself, and little bits of light floated between the pages, outlining a brass-colored eye. After a moment of silence, Mr. Huang said with a smile:

"If you plan to be promoted to a sage, you'd better go to the Land Abandoned by the Gods. With the special features there, you can isolate yourself from the hidden sage and don't need to be affected by the crazy effects he has accumulated when you are promoted."

"And it's very close to the Western Continent. You might be able to try to retrieve something from the Knowledge Wilderness after your promotion."

retrieve? Renekton lowered his eyes slightly, quickly gathered his thoughts, and listened to Mr. Huang's words.

"Although you can omit the promotion ceremony based on your own specialness, it is not without impact. The primitive instinctive madness contained in the potion has been accumulating. Once it exceeds a certain limit, it will directly overwhelm you. Will, destroy your hard-won humanity."

"I understand." Renekton nodded solemnly in response.

"You need to be careful about Amon in the Land Abandoned by God. His body is always wandering there. Try not to seek help from the truth. He is still crazy and cannot control his instincts."

"Before you stabilize your condition, there is no need to rush back to the Southern Continent. You can leave the prophet's clone here, or find a copy of the insight's characteristics to help him complete his promotion."

Renekton nodded slightly and said, "Do you know the whereabouts of the Hermit card among the cards of blasphemy?"

He had a hunch that if he wanted to be promoted to a sage, this card of blasphemy would be very useful to him.

Mr. Huang concentrated for a moment, and his eyes quickly turned silvery-white, reflecting a hazy and profound scene, as if he was looking directly at the long river that represents destiny.

After a moment, the silvery white in his eyes quickly faded, and he said in a calm and gentle voice:

"The anti-divination and anti-prophecy characteristics of the blasphemous card have not been completely eliminated, but I have made certain predictions about your fate. You should have encountered the blasphemous card. At the right time, it will naturally Appear in your hands."

As soon as Mr. Huang finished speaking, before Renekton could ask further questions, the surrounding environment suddenly became illusory and burst like a bubble.

Hoo~ Renekton seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, making a sound of air friction in his throat, and his body bent forward so hard that he almost hit the desk in front of him.

"wake up?"

Grant sat lazily on a wooden chair covered with blankets. He looked at Renekton with interest for a moment, then curled his lips and said:

"Who was looking for you just now? I couldn't follow the connection and see the other person through the secret eye. Except for the angels in the dark night and the door path, no one should be able to block my gaze so easily."

"As for the former, it's not like that. They prefer to pull people directly into dreams or hidden worlds. As for the latter, there have been no planeswalkers in this world for a long time."

"You can guess further." Renekton stretched out his hand to rub his forehead and responded in a calm tone.

Then he turned his attention to the wall clock hanging on the wall, calculated the time a little, and found that it was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon, Backlund time.

Today's Tarot session is about to begin. According to the digestion progress of Klein's potion, he should ask Cattleya to go to sea on the "Future" today.

No wonder they came to me at this time and did not allow me to seek help from the True Creator. They were probably more worried that I would help Him get the first blasphemous tablet.

As the true god of the White Tower, He himself can also use the first blasphemous stone tablet. Why don't you let me take it out from the King's Court of Giants? Do you think I don't have the ability to take the first blasphemous slate away from the God-Forsaken Land under the watchful eyes of Amon and the True Creator? Or does He feel that he cannot hold on?

When Mr. Huang mentioned the wilderness of knowledge just now, he used "retrieve". Is there anything that should belong to me left in the wilderness of knowledge?

Thoughts came to mind one after another. Renekton sighed, stood up from his seat lazily, stretched, walked to the door on the right wall, and imitated Ritz's actions just now. , knocking three short times on the wooden door.

(End of this chapter)