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Chapter 486 Suggestions

A gust of wind suddenly blew on the sea. Klein lowered his head slightly and pressed the half-high silk hat on his head, and then said in a low voice:

"The 'Puppet Master' possesses the most difficult extraordinary ability to be cracked by anyone below a demigod. The 'Traveler' can come and go freely and roam the spiritual world at will. He can also record and store the extraordinary abilities he has seen and use them when needed. , including abilities at the demigod level."

"When you said that, I suddenly felt that my ability in the 'Hunter' path was mediocre." Anderson twitched the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly.

"You are off topic." Renekton warned aloud.

Didn't you bring up this topic? Klein cursed in his heart, then looked at Anderson, waiting for the other party to tell his story.

Anderson's expression showed some helplessness, and he sighed and lowered his hands naturally:

"This sea area is very dangerous, but it also contains many treasures. Many treasure hunters once entered here in search of adventure. Although most of them failed to leave alive, there are always some lucky ones who can harvest items and materials. You can leave smoothly again."

Klein looked at Renekton subconsciously, then quickly looked away.

Anderson looked around, then he bent his legs and sat cross-legged on the beach, and then continued:

"This treasure hunting group was convened by two lucky people. They claimed that they had figured out which ruins in the first half of the safe channel cannot be explored and which ones can be tried."

"I have always been curious about this place, and I was successfully persuaded by them to join this treasure hunting group."

"Then what?" Klein asked, looking at the strongest hunter who showed no signs of wariness towards him and others.

Anderson paused, then sighed and continued:

"Our exploration went smoothly at the beginning, really smoothly. We avoided dangers, got a lot of clothes from previous explorers, hunted some monsters, and harvested several pieces of materials."

"Perhaps it was too smooth in the front, which caused the danger behind to come unprepared."

"We found a temple on a submerged island. There are many well-preserved murals there. This gentleman has also seen them in the dream world."

He pointed at the expressionless Klein with his chin.

Lying on the beach chair made of stars, Renekton said calmly:

"You touched the mural left by Ouroleus, and then you started to become unlucky. In the end, you, the unluckiest guy, survived the longest."

Although he didn't move much, his eyes were very deep and seemed to be covered with a layer of white. He made certain predictions through Anderson's narration, allowing the things they had actually experienced to reappear in his mind.

"Who is Ourolius?" Anderson raised his eyes in shock. The expression on his face ranged from shock to helplessness to a flash of excitement.

Then he waved his hands repeatedly to defend himself and said:

"No, I didn't touch that mural. As a treasure hunter, I wouldn't be so careless."

"I was the first to arrive at the mural. I just stretched out my hand and sketched various lines out of thin air. Really, I didn't touch it directly. I was at least five centimeters away!"

"Who knew something might happen to this? The angel in the mural seemed to open his eyes at that moment. It must have been from then on that I started to be unlucky."

This didn't sound innocent at all. Klein complained in his heart without sympathy.

After adjusting his expression slightly, he said calmly:

"The angel on the mural is Ouroleus the Tail-Eater. He is the king of angels in the path of destiny."

"King of Angels?" Anderson answered in confusion. Seeing that no one offered him any further explanation, he had no choice but to laugh twice and continue:

"Then the treasure hunting group gathered in front of the mural. Most of them were frightened by my description and thought that they should not continue to explore the temple, but the remaining third was eager for more treasures. So they then set off towards the depths of the temple."

"The remaining two-thirds of the people and I waited for a whole day, and after three alternations of noon and night, we still did not wait for them to come back."

"We are all excellent treasure hunters. We knew that something must have happened to those who continued to explore in depth. After a little confirmation, we left the temple directly. After all, we had already gained a lot and there was no need to continue taking risks."

No one from Renekton made a comment, and Anderson showed no expression when he saw this. He just sighed to himself and said:

"After leaving that temple, we found that some changes occurred in ourselves. On the one hand, we became very unlucky and no matter what we did, everything went wrong. On the other hand, we gained control over ourselves in the dream, and we were no longer A state of confusion, a state of knowing something but being unable to take action."

"Because of this, some of our remaining companions, another third of the original number, chose to explore the depths of the dream world out of curiosity, but they never came back."

Cattleya, who had been keeping a quiet listening posture, asked curiously: "Where are their bodies in the real world?"

Anderson took a deep breath and said with an obviously stiff expression:

"It mutated into a monster and killed many of its remaining companions."

"Although we succeeded in killing those monsters, due to losing too many sailors and encountering a series of unlucky things, we were unable to reach the island before the storm."

"Our ship sank, and the harvest also sank. Some of the remaining companions were either drowned, struck to death by lightning, or devoured by monsters in the water. I was the only one who was stronger than them. I was lucky enough to be killed. After being thrown away by the waves, he successfully swam to the island."

"As for later, I tried to make a canoe, but I broke the last axe, and it was reflected in the dream, and you saw it."

The corners of Anderson's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his chin to look at the expressionless Klein.

This guy is really unlucky, no, this entire treasure hunting group should be unlucky. Klein lowered his eyes and drew a crimson moon for them in his heart.

After recounting his experience in this sea area, Anderson smiled at "Star Admiral" Cattleya and Renekton, who were lying leisurely on the beach chair made of stars:

"Do I have the honor to ride on the Future?"

"I'll pay for the ship."

He looked like he was letting the price go by, and Cattleya turned her head to look at Renekton, who was lying on the side enjoying the sun and sea breeze, as if asking him if he wanted to agree.

"There is nothing wrong with him, except for the bad luck given by Ourolius." Renekton said in a calm voice, meaning that you are the captain, and it is up to you to decide whether to let him on board.

Cattleya nodded thoughtfully but did not speak immediately.

Are all you secret peepers so confident? No need for divination, you can draw a conclusion just by looking at it? Or can your eyes replace the divination process? Klein could tell from their demeanor and words that they were inclined to let the strongest hunter on board.

Seeing that Cattleya was still hesitant, Anderson added eagerly:

"I'm very familiar with the upcoming route. I can help you avoid most dangers on the safe route. I can tell you those that are no longer accessible for exploration, and I can avoid the mermaid's song in time."

"The mermaid's song?" Klein almost couldn't control his expression. He had been looking for the mermaid for so long, but he didn't expect that the unlucky Anderson would have any clues.

Anderson suddenly looked at Klein with enlightenment, chuckled and said:

"Yes, one day's sailing from here, um. I mean one day in the outside world, around a ruins, in..."

He didn't finish his words and smiled at Klein. The meaning he wanted to express was obvious.

Klein thought for a while, and followed his own habit. He took out a gold coin and performed a simple divination to confirm that Anderson had no ill intentions.

"Even if he has malicious intentions, it will not have any impact on the 'Future'. It is not as effective as the bad luck on him."

Renekton reminded him calmly.

That makes sense. Klein nodded in agreement and threw out the gold coins in his hand again to do a divination.

It wasn't until Klein completed two fortune-tellings that Anderson spread his hands helplessly and said, "Excuse me, can I board the Future and leave this hellish place with you?"

Cattleya glanced at the gold coin in Klein's hand, then looked sideways at Anderson, nodded and said:

"I can agree to your request, but after leaving this sea area, you must give me half of the items you carry. If you have nothing, then I don't want anything."

"Deal!" Anderson agreed to Cattleya's conditions without hesitation.

After finding a way to leave this sea area, he obviously relaxed a lot and said in a joking tone:

"I must remind you that although my misfortune is limited to myself, you must also be careful. The way the misfortune works may also be to attract monsters, but the monsters caused by my misfortune should be very important to a saint. It's not too much of a problem."

Having said this, he paused, looked at Renekton, and his expression became solemn and said:

"I wonder if this gentleman has a solution to my bad luck? If so, what price do I need to pay?"

Renekton looked at Anderson deeply, chuckled and said:

"You can say yes, you can say no."

"I am not a demigod of the 'destiny' path, nor do I carry any corresponding magical items with me. If you are willing to stay in this unlucky state and wait for a long time, I can relieve you of your bad luck."

"How long is it?" Anderson asked.

Renekton said expressionlessly:

"Maybe half a year, maybe a year, maybe longer."

"Um, is there any other way?" Anderson lowered his head and asked in a deep voice. He felt that it would be difficult to survive this state of misfortune for only a month, let alone a year and a half.

Renekton sat up from the starlit beach chair and said with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth:

"Pray to the beings who have the authority over destiny. If they are in a good mood, they may help you remove the bad luck from your body."

"For example, the 'Angel of Destiny' Uroleus you saw in the mural, the President of the Destiny Council who is also an angel of this path, or the 'Queen of Fear and Disaster', whose monocle became a spirit The 'Shadow Who Travels Destiny', and the 'Yellow and Black King of Good Luck'."

"These are all the ones I can contact. For the sake of the church, even though you are a poor person who failed the exam, I will still give you some help as appropriate. Of course, it will not be free of charge."

Anderson was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face kept changing, as if to show the complexity of his mood at the moment.

Klein glanced sideways at Renekton, and his thoughts couldn't help but wander. The monocle became fine, and this description should be Amon. He even knew the other person's honorable name, and they deserved to have stolen it together. People from the Church of Waves. Speaking of which, these beings with authority over the field of destiny seem to have more or less intersections with me. Is it a coincidence?

Anderson quickly sorted out his emotions, looked at Renekton with a complicated expression, and defended himself:

"I just failed the exam, and I'm far from being at the bottom of the ladder. Otherwise, I wouldn't have become the 'strongest hunter' famous in the world at such a young age."

"Are you from the Church of Knowledge? Why don't I remember seeing you? To become a demigod at this age, you should be the same type of talent that attracts the most attention among students, just like Edwina. right."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire island suddenly shook, and billows of smoke and dust filled the air from the primeval forest deep in the island.

"Isn't there a monster out here?" Anderson opened his mouth subconsciously, staring intently in the direction of the rising smoke.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 487: Misfortune

The ground shook slightly, causing the gravel on the beach to sway.

Soon, a figure nearly three meters tall appeared from the edge of the primeval forest on the island.

It is gray-white in color and seems to be composed of a single boulder. Its face is pitted and has no obvious eyes, mouth, or ears.

"The stone giant, its core is the main potion material of the Sequence Five 'Guardian', and it has extremely high defense power." Cattleya whispered the monster's information.

Although Klein and Anderson didn't know anything about this monster, it didn't stop them from staring at the monster with serious expressions.

Cattleya turned around, took a few steps closer to the "Future", half-raised her right hand, amplified her voice and shouted:

"aim!"

After receiving Cattleya's order, the pirates on duty on the ship immediately adjusted the direction of the dozens of cannons on the port side, aiming them all at the stone giant who was walking heavily.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Cannonballs flew out one after another, and dust instantly rose up around Luo and the stone giant, covering the surrounding area. As the flames swirled around, debris flew everywhere, as if it could destroy everything.

With a kick, the tall gray figure rushed out of the smoke-filled area. The round of shell attacks just now only shook some of the rocks on its surface.

Anderson looked at this scene with some smacking of tongue in cheek, and said in a teasing tone:

"Isn't this defense too strong? If it were the guardians of the 'Giant' path, wouldn't they be unscathed by this round of artillery?"

"No wonder there aren't even any official demigods stationed in the Gargas Islands. It's difficult for extraordinary beings below demigods to break through the defenses when faced with those big guys."

Renekton, who was sitting on the beach chair, stood up. He held his right hand in mid-air and dragged it. In just a moment, he condensed an ancient-style weapon, with ball after ball burning from the tip to the handle. A little bit of blood and dark red spear.

The dark red spear came out of his hand at the moment of solidification, leaving a slowly dissipating stream of light in the air, going straight through the heart of the stone giant.

The dark red spear left a hole the size of a bowl in the heart of the stone giant, instantly penetrated its body and fell into the virgin forest behind.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, setting off a cloud of sand and debris, and a dark red fire erupted, turning all the dust and trees into ashes.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the stone giant's body continued to move forward as if it had not yet reacted.

As soon as it put down its right leg, its body fell down, causing a small vibration on the ground. The heavy body stiffened in place, and crackling sounds continued to be heard from inside the body. Within a few seconds, a three-meter-high The stone giant collapsed into a pile of rubble.

Anderson looked sideways at Renekton in surprise and said, "You can also see its weaknesses?"

"The eyes of those who can see into secrets are better." Renekton responded in a calm voice.

Klein looked at the stone giant that had fallen to rubble and the exaggerated depression left in the blasted primeval forest behind it. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. It felt like using a cannon to hit mosquitoes. This stone giant He died quite honorably.

"So, since this stone giant can be eliminated so easily, what was the purpose of the previous round of artillery?"

As Anderson spoke, he approached the stone giant's body.

"This is not a real monster. There is no gain." Renekton said calmly as he explained why he did not deal with this monster from the beginning.

Anderson suddenly stopped as he approached the monster's body. He stared at the gravel in front of him without blinking, and saw them disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As expected of a guy riddled with misfortune, even the monsters he attracted were fake and left no harvest at all. Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart and gave up on his idea of ​​using the unlucky Anderson as bait to attract monsters to hunt. idea.

Attracting such false monsters is all in vain.

Anderson shrugged his shoulders and fell back, chattering uncontrollably:

"The biggest problem in this sea area is this. Not every monster can provide wealth, and it may be just a waste of time."

"That's why the 'audience' is the most annoying way." Renekton sighed in a low voice and lay back on the beach chair made of stars.

"Why 'audience'? These false monsters are related to the 'audience' pathway?"

Anderson came over very familiarly and sat cross-legged on the beach next to Renekton.

Renekton glanced sideways at Anderson who was close to him, and said in a calm voice:

"So why didn't you concentrate on your studies? If you had enough knowledge about survival in the wild, you wouldn't have triggered the power on the murals left by Ourolius, nor would you have been able to trigger the abilities of the gods in the 'spectator' path. Not sure."

Anderson's mouth twitched and he lowered his head, then sighed and changed the topic:

"Those beings that you just mentioned have control over part of the destiny. How can I get their help? Sacrificing my faith? Or sacrificing my soul?"

Klein glanced at Goddess Anderson with a complicated expression. She will definitely not pay attention to you, a shallow believer who has temporarily changed her faith. Ouroloius and Will Auceptin are still in a stalemate, and they probably have no time or mood to pay attention to you. As for " "The Fool", I'm sorry, I'm just an unknown person in Sequence Six. Mr. "The Fool" can't do anything. Only Amon may answer the prayer out of curiosity. He doesn't want much, just everything you have.

Perhaps Klein's gaze was too obvious. Anderson looked back suspiciously. He felt that the unknown person looked at him with some pity in his eyes. His thoughts swirled for a while, and Anderson returned to his smiling appearance. His eyes lingered on Renekton and Klein for a while and he said:

"What do you call it?"

"Al Tynes."

"Gehrman Sparrow."

Renekton and Klein gave their false names in a calm tone.

Anderson was stunned for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. He turned to look at Renekton and said with a smile:

"I've heard about you, well, mainly from the wanted list of the Church of Storms. There are rumors at sea that you have a good relationship with 'Vice Admiral Iceberg'? I used to be classmates with Edwina."

As Klein watched Endeavor and Renekton chatting up Anderson, thoughts came to his mind one by one:

He is a classmate of "Lieutenant General Iceberg". Although he has not joined the Knowledge Church, judging from Al's tone, he still maintains contact with the Knowledge Church. He said that he was kicked out because he failed the exam, right? This is a very intellectual church, judging people by their IQ.

Cattleya also set her sights on Anderson. The hidden thread of the Church of Knowledge on the sea? There may be many people among the treasure hunters who are related to the Church of Knowledge, hunters who pursue treasures and scholars who pursue knowledge.

Ignoring the looks of Klein and Cattleya looking at him, Anderson turned to look at Klein with a smile and said:

"Gehrman Sparrow, a bounty hunter who has recently emerged on the sea, has hunted many pirates in just a few months, including some powerful pirates. The most legendary one is that he almost hunted 'Sickness' Will', known as the craziest hunter!"

"If it weren't for the continuous natural disasters on the Rhoside Islands, I would have gone to have a drink with you. Unfortunately, the Church of Storms has almost driven away all the pirates there."

"We know each other now." Klein nodded and responded in a calm voice.

The few people exchanged briefly for a while, then rested on the beach where Renekton used starlight to block part of the sun.

Until the pirates' relaxation time was over, the "Future" soon set sail again and headed towards the depths of the ocean.

As a hunter, Anderson wandered around the ship and soon became involved with the pirates on the "Future".

Renekton sat on the side of the ship and glanced at Anderson, who was sitting in the shadow of the cabin drinking with a few pirates. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. As expected of the unlucky Anderson, he directly chose the drink that Frank had spiked. .

Klein, who had been observing the situation on the deck, looking for traces of the mermaid, took a step forward and came closer. Seeing that there was no one else around, he no longer maintained his persona of Gehrman Sparrow.

Anyway, I have finished digesting the Faceless Man potion. When I don't need to play, I can withdraw from the role, which is better for my mental state.

While his thoughts were floating around, Klein put one hand on the side of the ship, jumped hard on his toes, and sat on the side of the ship side by side with Renekton. He asked with some concern in his tone:

"Is there something wrong with your state? Since the last time you met the golden carriage, you have become much colder. Although your usual behavior has not changed much, in the eyes of the Faceless Man, These are obvious anomalies."

Renekton chuckled and nodded, then shook his head and said:

"If you borrow a high-level power that does not belong to you, you will inevitably be affected by the owner of the power. It is not a big impact. You only need to slowly adjust your mental state, and you will be able to recover in less than two months."

While speaking, he stretched out his right hand forward and took out a playing card from the shadow of his backlight. He lightly touched the playing card with his right index finger twice. A burst of light blue stardust fell down, and an instant appeared on the playing card. Some indescribable changes.

Renekton handed the cards to Klein and said:

"You can take a look, or go play a dress-up game above the gray fog."

"Dress up game? Am I the character you cultivated in your game backpack?" Klein complained as he reached out and took the card.

At first glance, he noticed the ancient Fusac words in the upper right corner of the card: Sequence 0: Hermit.

On the front of the card is an old Russell with white hair and beard, wearing a tattered robe, holding a lantern in one hand and a cane in the other.

Klein looked at the cards in his hand and couldn't help but sigh:

"After looking at the Black Emperor card and then the Hermit card, I suddenly felt like the Great Emperor was in despair."

Renekton twitched the corners of his lips, and then said thoughtfully:

"If you use this card to create a clone of the paper man, will there be an angel with a lantern beside 'The Fool'?"

"Angel with a lantern?" Klein tilted his head slightly, thought for a while and then said: "Can you use this card to leverage the power of the gray fog to clean up the bad luck on the unlucky Anderson?"

Renekton shook his head slightly and said:

"No, the power of destiny in the 'Hermit' path is mainly reflected in the fields of observation, prediction, etc., and does not have the ability to directly interfere with destiny. If you take the Error or Fool card, you can use the corresponding occult connection to Pathways to high-sequence abilities solve Anderson's doom-ridden problems."

"Then who do you plan to ask Anderson to find to solve his problem?" Klein asked curiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally sunny noon suddenly turned dark, and a deep, silent night enveloped the entire sea area.

The "Future" was also instantly covered with a layer of starlight, illuminating the passages leading to various places, and Cattleya's voice spread throughout the ship:

"Everyone, please go back to your room immediately, or find a corner and go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 488 Do you want to hear the story of my Lord?

In the dream world, when Renekton's consciousness fully awakened, he found himself on the cliff edge in front of the black monastery again.

He looked expressionlessly at the Giant King's Court in front of him, shrouded in a frozen dusk. After a moment of silence, he turned and walked towards the black monastery. This time he planned to visit the dreamland before the ancient sun god's death.

Cattleya was still sitting on the boulder hugging her knees, her eyes were a little blurry and she was not completely awake.

When Renekton passed by her, she suddenly said:

"Do you know where she is now?"

After saying a word without beginning or end, Renekton stopped hesitantly and turned to look at Cattleya, who was sitting hugging her knees. After confirming that the other party was talking to him, he said:

"On a boat? Or in a dream?"

"If it's on the ship, she should be in the cabin on the third floor, the fifth to last room on the right side of the stairs. If it's a dream, I don't know. I haven't seen her in this dream world."

After a brief pause, he continued:

"She is already an angel. She can clearly feel the connection between you and your feelings for her. Until the problems with Russell and Bonova are solved, you are her most stable anchor."

"Am I her most stable anchor?" Cattleya repeated Renekton's last words with a confused look in her eyes, and then buried her head deeply in her arms, as if she refused to communicate.

Renekton shrugged his shoulders, said nothing more, turned around and walked into the black monastery.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the crew of the "Future", the navigator Ottolov who was in a strange state and seemed to be in autistic state, and Nina who was drinking quietly on the side.

Walking a little further inside, I saw Frank burying himself in the soil.

"What are you doing? Do you want to reproduce asexually on your own?" Renekton couldn't hold back his curiosity and approached and asked.

Frank was not very conscious. He sat in the pit he dug, burying dirt on himself, and said in a dreamy voice:

"No, I'm just an ordinary druid. I can't bury myself in the soil for asexual reproduction. This must be done in a laboratory."

"My research is stuck. I want to bury myself in the soil, listen to the voice of the earth at a deeper level, and understand the concept of the Mother Goddess."

The corner of Renekton's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed slightly: "Your way of finding inspiration is really special."

Shaking his head, Renekton continued to walk forward, past the pirates who were doing all kinds of outrageous things, past Hiss who was curled up in a ball in the shadow of the corner, and who was lying flat among the dried fish. Paz, he pushed open the door to the deeper part of the monastery.

After walking forward for a while, it seemed that they had left the building where everyone on the "Future" was, and entered a place similar to a temple. They saw Anderson standing hesitating at the door leading to the depths of the temple.

Sensing someone entering the temple, Anderson subconsciously turned sideways. When he saw it was Renekton, he was visibly relieved. He chuckled and said:

"It scared me. I thought I was unlucky enough to meet a monster again."

"As expected, you can move freely in this dream world, but do you know what is going on with Gehrman Sparrow? Logically speaking, wherever you left the dream world last time, you will be in the same place the next time you enter the dream world. But this time he didn't come back here."

"He is the Blessed One." Renekton replied calmly.

Anderson said in surprise:

"The Beloved One! That guy who looks cold and crazy is actually the Beloved One? Which great existence is he the Beloved One? The way he chooses his dependents is too unpredictable."

"The existence that can solve the problem of misfortune in you." Renekton interrupted Anderson's somewhat verbose words and walked next to him.

"Well" Anderson was choked back by what he was still saying. He turned his head and looked in another direction angrily, and changed the subject:

"Aren't you interested in the murals here? They were left by the 'Angel of Destiny' Urolius you mentioned. I have triggered the characteristics inside, and anyone who touches them in the future will not be unlucky again."

Renekton glanced sideways at the mural on the wall on the right, and quickly looked away. The things that interested him had disappeared.

After a brief moment of silence, he turned his head to look at Anderson and said:

"Not interested, the power Ouro Leus left behind has dissipated."

"Are you still wondering whether to pray to some great being who has the power over destiny?"

Anderson said hesitantly:

"In addition to praying to the great being, is there any other way? Or, who is the one who favors Gehrman Sparrow?"

Renekton stared calmly into the depths of the temple, with deep blue light flowing through his eyes. He saw Bernadette's figure deeper in the temple.

Further inside should be the last dream of the ancient sun god before his death. After pondering in his heart, he withdrew his gaze and answered Anderson's question just now:

"The demigods of the 'Destiny' path, and the angels of the 'Stealer', 'Soothsayer', and 'Sleepless' paths, they also have the ability to solve your bad luck."

"As for Gehrman Sparrow, he believes in the 'Fool'. If you are interested, you can recite his honorable name. After the Aurora Society's previous propaganda, you should be familiar with his honorable name."

"Or do you want to listen to the story of our Lord? He is the truth we eternally pursue, the light that guides us forward, and the symbol of experience and wisdom."

Anderson's face, which had been listening carefully, suddenly changed again and again. He subconsciously distanced himself from Renekton. He looked at Renekton with a wary expression and said:

"This doesn't sound like a description of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Aren't you a member of the Church of Knowledge? Have you betrayed the church and faith?"

Renekton shook his head slightly and said:

"Oh, no, I just took a job in the Church of Knowledge. The more work I do, the more compensation I get, right? Our Lord and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom are secret allies. This is also with the permission of both parties. "So, are you interested in hearing about it?"

Anderson was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled and said:

"There's nothing to do in the dream anyway. If you want to talk, I'd be happy to listen."

Renekton nodded, curled his lips and said:

"Our Lord is the guide for people to explore the truth, and he is also the truth itself. He is wise but compassionate, can tolerate everything about us, and will light the way forward for the lost day after day.

"He advocates exploring the truth in silence and solitude, appreciating the meaning of existence in the wandering of day and night, black and white, justice and evil, feeling the vicissitudes of the world, insisting on oneself, and believing in wisdom and truth."

"He asked us not to stubbornly insist on justice and truth, nor to blindly deny evil and error. Everything is reasonable as long as it exists."

"Similarly, our Lord's faith is tolerant. He does not exclude believers from believing in other gods when they believe in Him. He does not care whether their beliefs are pious or not. As long as they are walking on the right path, they will be recognized by Him. "

"In our understanding, He is the embodiment of knowledge, the glory of civilization, and the ultimate answer to all mysteries!"

Anderson's expression changed from casual at the beginning to gradually serious, and he began to actively think about the overlap and conflict between these teachings and his own ideas.

Taking a deep breath, he said seriously:

"This does not conflict with some of my ideas. If it is as you said, I don't mind believing in another god or changing my beliefs. Anyway, my beliefs are not very religious."

".As long as you don't have to study and take exams, that's important!"

Knowledge teaches the sequelae. Looking at Anderson's serious gaze, Renekton couldn't help but sighed in his heart, then curled his lips and said:

"There are many ways to gain knowledge. Just like when you are exploring treasures at sea, you come into contact with many people and many things, which naturally enriches your knowledge."

"That's right, that's right, that's it. It's a pity that those stubborn guys in the Knowledge Church can't understand these principles." Anderson nodded in agreement and put his hand on Renekton's shoulder in a very familiar manner.

"I plan to go to the depths of the temple to see."

While speaking, Renekton took two steps forward and calmly shook off Anderson's hand on his shoulder.

Anderson's expression did not change, and he put his hands in his pockets very naturally and said:

"I'll go too. I've always been curious about the depths of this temple. High risk means high reward. With a demigod accompanying us, I think we have a high probability of success."

You underestimated your own misfortune. Renekton commented in his heart, but he still nodded and walked towards the depths of the temple at a slow pace.

Anderson took two quick steps to keep up with Renekton's pace, keeping himself parallel to the other party. He walked forward for about a quarter of an hour. There was no passage ahead, only a dark and heavy-looking door fixed to the wall.

"There is no road, and no fork in the road was found along the way. Could it be that all the people who explored the treasure hunt before me walked in?"

"Are we going in?"

Anderson crossed his arms and analyzed it carefully for a while before turning his head and asking.

Renekton shook his head and said: "The dream behind this door is very dangerous. It is enough to subvert the entire dream world. Even if the creatures trapped in the dream do not die as a result, they will be forced to wake up and face the darkness of this sea area."

Anderson quickly waved his hand and said: "I was just kidding, since there is nothing worth exploring here, where should we go next?"

Renekton glanced at the dark wooden door in front of him intently. His eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier and saw the dream world on the other side of the door.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze calmly and said, "It's too late."

"Why is it too late?" Anderson asked in surprise.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding light suddenly brightened, and everything became bright white.

Renekton, who was sitting on the deck and leaning on the side of the ship, woke up in the warm midday sun. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Klein, who was sitting next to him.

"Where have you been?" Renekton asked curiously. Leo Master, who was supposed to be trapped here, has been taken away by Sasril. Klein should not appear in his dream again. .

Klein put his head against the side of the ship and thought for a moment before saying:

"It should be the underground of the black monastery. There is a very strange full-length mirror there, which can copy an almost identical copy of myself. Because the battle was too fierce, I passively woke up."

"While falling asleep again, I vaguely saw a mist covering the sea. In the mist, there was a very ancient steeple church. It was completely black and had no bell tower. There were pitch-black crows wandering around it, as if they were paying tribute to something. , mourning for something."

"There are many buildings around the church, and there are also graceful pedestrians on the streets. It seems to be an extremely ancient city."

Renekton nodded lightly without being too surprised and said: "That is the Kingdom of Night. The place hidden by the Night Goddess should be brought about by the remaining breath of the Night Goddess in this sea area and the favor she left on you. special reaction."

"Favor?" Klein chewed the word carefully.

Renekton stood up from the deck and sat on the side of the ship, enjoying the sunshine and sea breeze while pondering:

"She is the Queen of Disaster and Fear, and she is closely related to the Demon Wolf. You don't think He didn't notice you, do you?"

"Would you like to guess why, after the Backlund smog incident, the Church of the Night didn't investigate the problems that existed with Sherlock Moriarty? Was it because you were so good at pretending that they didn't notice it at all, or were you Pressed down?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 489 The "Future" that produces milk

After communicating with Klein for a while, Renekton stood up and walked to the cabin. He planned to go to Bernadette to ask about the dream behind the door deep in the temple.

As soon as he walked out of the stairwell, he saw Cattleya who was hesitating at the door with her right hand raised but never knocked. She seemed to be still hesitating whether to knock or not.

When she noticed the footsteps coming from the stairwell behind her, she turned around in surprise. Seeing that the person coming was Renekton, she seemed relieved and then looked away.

When Renekton came closer, he looked at her, then raised his hand over her and knocked on the door.

Boom! Boom! There was a knock on the door, but there was no response from the room.

Cattleya looked slightly disappointed as she looked at the room in front of her that had no response at all.

After a slight pause, she asked: "Why are you here?"

"There are some things I want to ask." As he spoke, Renekton reached out and twisted the handle of the door.

Click!

The door was pushed open, and Renekton turned sideways, indicating that he could go in.

Cattleya stood at the door and looked inside. Apart from some idle fishing nets, harpoons, canvas and other tools, there was nothing extra in the room, and there was no figure standing by the window.

Seeing that Cattleya didn't move, Renekton took the lead and walked into the room. At the same time, he said, "In my hometown, silence usually means acquiescence."

"Acquiesce?" Cattleya murmured and walked into the room.

Thick green vines suddenly hung down from above their heads, covering the surrounding area like a heavy rain. They intertwined and intertwined, quickly forming a forest, with layers upon layers, with no edges visible at all.

In the middle of the green forest, Bernadette was wearing an olive green dress and an old-fashioned black soft hat. The fine gauze hung down to cover her face. She sat quietly at a desk, with a There is an unclosed book.

She looked at Renekton and Cattleya with interest, and said with a little doubt in her tone:

"In Feneport, does not speaking mean acquiescence?"

"No, this is just a custom in a small place." Renekton explained awkwardly with a smile.

Bernadette did not dwell on this issue, her eyes fell on Renekton, and she said calmly:

"Your mental state has recovered very well, better than I expected. You seem to have prepared a certain number of anchors for yourself?"

"It's just some necessary preparations." Renekton admitted the problem frankly, paused briefly, and continued: "I want to know some information from you about the dream left behind by the ancient Sun God deep in the temple. "

Bernadette didn't seem surprised by Renekton's question. She nodded calmly and then asked:

"Are you looking for a way to enter the God-Forsaken Land? Is there something there that attracts you? Or, is there something there that attracts the Hidden Sage?"

"With the help of the seal left by the seven gods, the connection between the sage and me can be hidden there, ensuring that I will not be assimilated by him the moment I am promoted."

Renekton briefly stated his plan, but also withheld some of it.

Bernadette nodded gently and was silent for a brief moment, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she spoke:

"The essence of the ceremony to be promoted to 'Sage' is to establish a certain connection with information that has a distinct imprint in the spiritual world, involves a very high level and is extremely solid, to ensure that oneself will not be washed away by other information in a short period of time, and to help those who are promoted Preliminarily stabilize your own consciousness, and gradually gather the torrent of divergent and diluted ontological information."

"The True Creator is isolated in the God-Forsaken Land. He can meet the ritual requirements, but as the true God in charge of the Fallen Realm, you need to be careful not to be affected by Him."

Renekton nodded seriously. He did not explain that his promotion did not require the assistance of the ritual, which would cause unnecessary suspicion in the other party.

After asking Bernadette about the dream of the ancient sun god before his death, he said goodbye and was sent away by Bernadette from this forest intertwined with countless pea vines.

After Renekton's figure disappeared, the hidden emotions in Cattleya's eyes were revealed.

She looked at Bernadette sitting opposite with a complicated expression, pursed her lips tightly, and originally wanted to say, "Why didn't you show up when you were clearly on the ship?", but what she said became:

"Did you take action when you encountered the 'Suicide Number'?"

Bernadette nodded lightly and said, "Yes, you handled the things on the ship very well. You don't need me to show up to help."

"Yes" Cattleya opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

On the other side, on the deck of the "Future", Renekton had just stepped out of the cabin when he saw Frank standing aside with a shocked and confused expression.

Following his gaze, Renekton looked at the deck of the "Future". Amidst Frank's knocking sound, the gap between the decks suddenly widened, and a milky white liquid spurted out, covering Frank's face.

Frank subconsciously licked the liquid on the corner of his mouth. His expression changed from blank to surprised, and he couldn't help shouting:

"'Future' is producing milk! It's producing milk!"

His voice attracted the attention of the surrounding pirates. Everyone looked over in surprise, and the expressions on their faces became strange and frightened.

At the same time, the rows of artillery sandwiched on both sides of the ship also changed. The muzzles that were supposed to fire cannonballs actually flowed out streams of milky white liquid, tilting straight to the sea below.

The pirates on the edge of the ship quickly noticed these changes. They pointed to the position of the artillery below in horror:

"The muzzle of the cannon, the muzzle of the cannon is also spitting milk!"

Fortunately, the "Future" was not a ghost ship, otherwise Frank would have been thrown directly off the ship. The corner of Renekton's mouth twitched, and the deep blue glow in his eyes flowed, and his eyes glanced back and forth on the Future. Noticing the changes on the ship, Klein, who rushed over quickly, looked at Frank seriously and asked:

"After the Future is infected, will they then infect people on the ship?"

Frank thought about it seriously and said, "Theoretically, yes."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked to the side by a figure that suddenly rushed towards him. The flower-sprinkling girl on the deck did somersaults several times, knocking out puddles of white milk.

Nina, who was wearing a linen shirt and dark blue jacket, looked at Frank angrily, her chest rising and falling due to the violent movements just now.

Without giving Frank time to react, as soon as she stood upright, she cursed angrily:

"What the hell are you working on! Do you think my breasts aren't big enough?"

"Deal with them quickly!"

"Okay." Frank patted his butt and stood up from the deck.

He took out a bottle of dark green powder from his arms, grabbed a large handful, and sprinkled the powder around while reciting a giant mantra.

"Wait a minute." Before Renekton could say anything, Frank had already completed the spell casting action.

As soon as the dark green powder touched the deck, green vines immediately sprouted. These vines grew crazily and quickly absorbed the milk on the "Future" and the things that make the milk.

Frank was about to say that the problem had been solved, but his face suddenly turned ugly, and he shouted with some urgency: "They, they have mutated too!"

As if receiving sufficient nutritional supplements, the green vines quickly wrapped around the entire "Future". In just a few seconds, the "Future" turned into a green moving forest.

Renekton raised his forehead slightly and warned in a serious tone:

"This sea area is filled with the aura left by the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Do not use the extraordinary abilities of the earth domain here. They will all produce uncontrollable mutations."

Hearing Renekton's words, Frank's eyes lit up, then he clasped his hands in a gesture of holding a baby and said:

"Praise be to you, merciful mother!"

Then he leaned down again and kissed the vines on the light deck devoutly.

"You are really pious." Anderson, who saw this scene from the side, sighed with a twitching corner of his mouth.

At this time, a pirate staggered over. He covered his head in fear and shouted:

"I have a watermelon on my head!"

boom!

A huge slap sounded, and the entire "Future" shook twice, as if something huge was attacking the hull.

The swaying pirate fell unsteadily onto the deck. The watermelon growing on his head broke instantly, revealing a milky-white "brain" full of grooves inside. Scarlet liquid like blood flowed out of the watermelon.

The pirate's body instantly stiffened and lost the breath of life. The extraordinary characteristics of his body also precipitated and began to condense at this moment.

boom! boom!

There were two more loud noises, and another huge gray-black arm stretched out from the sea. The two arms slapped the "Future" from different directions, trying to pull the "Future" into the sea.

On the deck, Renekton raised his right hand slightly, and stars emerged one after another around him, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars shed rays of light one after another, converging into a magnificent giant pillar of light, covering everything around them. The green vines wrapping around the "Future" were quickly dissolved by the starlight, collapsed and dissipated.

The pure and bright starlight quickly purified all the disharmonious atmosphere on the "Future".

The two huge gray-black arms made a sizzling sound under the starlight, and a smell of rot and burning filled the air along with the light black smoke.

The entire "Future" suddenly became transparent, became illusory, and turned into a pile of bubbles.

Under the sunlight at noon, these foams reflect dreamy colors, flying around and disappearing in an instant.

The huge gray-black palm grasped nothing. As the "Future" disappeared, the huge shadow originally hidden under the sea also revealed its true appearance.

It was a monster composed of countless squirming pieces of flesh and shadows. It seemed to be pieced together from countless gray and black corpses. The two withered arms seemed to come from giants, but there were also traces on the back of the body. Fish bodies covered with scales, lizard-like remains, and twisted human corpses were piled up layer by layer to build a floating island of flesh.

From the gaps between the different corpses, streams of yellow-green gas spurted out and spread around, seeming to cover the surrounding area.

On the other side, the Future, which had just been taken away from a certain distance by Renekton, was quickly overtaken by the yellow-green gas.

cough! Ahem!

The sailors who stayed on the deck immediately started coughing, and the coughing became more and more violent, and they could not even straighten their waists.

Woo!

The hazy starry sky rubbed against the air like a substance, whipping up a bright storm that quickly blew away and purified the yellow-green gas approaching the "Future".

As the yellow-green gas in the air dissipated, everyone on the deck once again saw clearly the gray-black monster made of huge pieces of meat approaching here.

Thick hair suddenly grew between the corpses of those monsters. The hair was dark black with a hint of green, forming a dark tide, quickly approaching the "Future".

"What kind of monster is this?" Klein frowned. His inspiration felt paralysis, poison, madness, decay, and countless negative effects from those dark black and green hair.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 490 Hell Admiral

Renekton stared straight ahead with an expressionless face, the deep blue glow in his eyes flowing, as if he was looking at something carefully.

After a while, he stepped forward slowly and slowly, as if he were stepping on an invisible staircase. With every step he took, bright starlight condensed into substance under his feet, lifting him up to continue moving forward.

After reaching a height of about four or five meters, the gray-black monster made of countless pieces of meat also approached the "Future" from under the sea. Countless black and green hairs clung to the hull of the ship as if they were alive. , making the drag of the "Future" difficult to navigate.

The crystal ball held by Renekton's right hand suddenly shone brightly, turning from hazy to transparent.

A ray of indescribably colorful light burst out from the crystal ball in Renekton's hand, surged into the sea, and fell on the huge gray-black monster.

This is a ray from the starry sky that can physically damage the enemy's body structure and is difficult to heal.

Under the sea, a layer of inconspicuous gray appeared on the spliced ​​body of the huge gray-black monster. The body, which was made up of countless pieces of flesh, showed a tendency to become chaotic and split.

Woo~woo~woo~

A hoarse and harsh sound with extremely high frequency came from the bottom of the sea. When this sound reached the ears, it made people dizzy and at the same time, they unconsciously became irritable. They couldn't help but want to tear up everything around them, including themselves. .

The pirates on the deck covered their heads with their hands in pain, and some even rolled over on the deck, with bulging veins on their foreheads and bloodshot eyes, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Renekton's eyes darkened, and the crystal ball held in his right hand once again erupted with a beam of brilliance, this time falling on the hair clinging to the ship's hull.

The dark green hair suddenly turned yellow and frizzy, and soon the roots were broken.

Renekton's hands kept moving. He reached forward with his left hand and grasped it forcefully with his palm in mid-air. At the same time, a burst of bright stars burst out from the crystal ball held in his right hand.

The sea surface in front of the deck seemed to be suddenly turned upside down. The sea water tilted upward with a splash. The huge gray-black monster hidden under the sea surface was also thrown away by invisible gravity. It was mixed with sea water and thrown up to a height of 100 meters. .

In mid-air, the invisible pressure from the air suddenly increased. The huge gray-black monster composed of countless pieces of flesh was like a ravaged balloon, constantly deforming and twisting in mid-air.

Click! Click! Click!

Finally, the toughness of the monster's body reached its limit at a certain moment. With a crackling sound, the huge monster shattered into countless pieces, and a dark red, yellow-green liquid spilled from the body, carrying an unpleasant stench and decay. taste.

The disgusting liquid was like a mixture of pus and dark red blood, carrying countless small pieces of flesh and falling towards the sea below.

While falling, the pieces of meat that were opened stretched out their "hands and legs" in various ways, adjusted their falling direction in mid-air, and swarmed toward the deck of the "Future" in an overwhelming manner!

boom! boom!

Crows burning with red flames gathered around Anderson. Under his control, the flaming crows circled and rushed towards the monsters turned into pieces of meat that fell in the air, causing continuous explosions.

At this time, Klein also took out several talismans made of white tin from his coat pocket. He casually took out a talisman that had been marked in advance to pay attention to spirituality, and recited the ancient Hermes words in a low voice:

"storm!"

The roaring wind suddenly took shape, whistling in all directions, blowing away the mixed yellow-green and dark red liquid that fell in the air, as well as the monsters with their "hands and feet" stretched out.

Dots of bright starlight spread with Renekton as the center, and soon covered the entire "Future". As the starlight surged, the azure starlight was gradually dyed with a layer of brilliant gold, bursting out as bright as the midday sun.

Golden illusory flames ignited out of thin air all around, exuding the majestic breath of the sun, and became dense and continuous into an ocean.

As the golden stars rippled, the pure and sacred golden flames set off thick waves in the mid-air, covering all the strange pieces of meat and highly toxic yellow-green liquid that fell from the mid-air.

Amidst the hoarse and harsh screams, the monster in the air was burned into drops of liquid like a candle, with wisps of green smoke floating up.

The dazzling golden flames lasted for nearly half a minute before burning all the monsters formed from broken flesh.

Cattleya also walked out of the cabin at this time. At some point, she wore a golden brooch in the shape of a bird with long tail feathers on her black classical robe.

With her appearance, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became calm and peaceful, and all the panic and tension disappeared inexplicably.

On the sea not far ahead, I seemed to feel the movement here, and a huge sailboat approached here.

The huge sailboats are mainly dark, but they are all dark green, and there is a pattern of a blooming black tulip on the pale main sail.

Everyone on the deck noticed the approaching huge sailing ship almost at the same time. Anderson glanced at Renekton subconsciously and said in a deep voice:

"This is the flagship of 'Hell Admiral' Ludwell, the 'Black Tulip'!"

"It is a frequent visitor to this sea area!"

The "Black Tulip" just solved the sudden situation and encountered the "Admiral of Hell" again. Isn't this too unlucky? Klein couldn't help but turn his head and look carefully at Anderson, who was holding a dark dagger.

Feeling Klein's gaze, Anderson's mouth twitched and he pretended to be calm and said:

"Ludwell is often active in this area, and it is normal for us to encounter him."

"The bad luck in me can only attract the kind of monsters just now. If I could bring this level of bad luck on my own, our original treasure hunting group would have been wiped out at the very beginning."

"Did your treasure hunting group survive the misfortune for a long time?" Klein asked with a stern face.

Anderson said with some hesitation: "At least I lasted for one day, I mean one day from the outside world!"

Renekton glanced at Klein, who looked a little eager to try, and Anderson, who was waiting for a chance, and said in a calm voice:

"Do you want to hunt him? I can help you hold the battle."

Anderson was about to nod, but quickly stopped himself and said:

"Of course. Wait, are we holding back? Do you want to take action?"

"If I keep taking action, you will gain nothing." Renekton responded with a flat voice.

"That's right." Anderson shrugged, and he and Klein looked at each other, and both saw an eagerness to try in the other's eyes. Standing in mid-air, Renekton suddenly raised his head and looked into the mid-air above the "Future". A nearly transparent eye emerged from there, and its pale pupils were looking down unblinkingly.

The next moment, a ray of pure, bright but not dazzling sunlight suddenly burst out. This light flowed towards the illusive and transparent eyes in the air like water waves.

Before the eyes of the spirit world creature that stayed in mid-air and looked at the creature below had time to retreat, it was instantly enveloped in light and let out a scream that pierced its membranes. Its "body" emitted a burst of green smoke, and finally evaporated and disappeared. not see.

The sailing speed of the "Black Tulip" in the distance suddenly slowed down. It began to turn its sails, adjust its course, and sail toward the side of the "Future".

Looking at the "Black Tulip" that suddenly adjusted its course, Anderson felt a flash of disappointment in his heart and said aloud:

"This 'Admiral of Hell' doesn't seem to be planning to take advantage of the situation. It seems that my luck is not that bad after all!"

"Don't talk." Klein glanced at him speechlessly.

Anderson turned his head and made a closed mouth gesture, then walked to the side of the ship and stared at the "Black Tulip" in the distance without blinking.

Four to five hundred meters away from the "Future", on the front deck of the "Black Tulip", there was also a man dressed as the captain standing quietly looking at this side. He was also the only living person on the ship.

He wore a three-cornered hat embroidered with white skulls and feathers, a complicated and gorgeous brown short coat, and a thin rapier at his waist.

His face was covered with a silver mask, which hid his entire face, leaving only a few holes symbolizing his eyes, nose, and mouth.

Although they couldn't see the expression on his face, everyone on the "Future" could feel a sense of nervousness in his posture. This "Hell Admiral" seemed to be more nervous than them, fearing his own side. The person suddenly got angry.

What was he afraid of? Klein turned his head in confusion and looked at Renekton, who had landed on the deck. The dark blue glow flowing in his eyes had dissipated, and the crystal ball in his hand was no longer bright and transparent. , seems to be covered with a layer of water mist that is difficult to see clearly from the inside.

"He should have noticed the look I cast just now." Renekton explained simply, and then walked towards the cabin.

Seeing this scene, Anderson, who had always been vigilant, relaxed and put away the dagger in his hand. He calmly looked at the "Black Tulip" which was accelerating away from the sea and sighed with emotion:

"It seems there is no danger. It's a pity. I thought I had a chance to take off Ludwell's mask and see what kind of face was behind that mask."

Klein glanced at Anderson lightly, swallowed the word "shut up" he was about to say, and walked towards the cabin without looking back.

Anderson looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He raised his hand indifferently and said:

"It's so difficult."

"I'll drink by myself."

The crew of the "Future" quickly cleaned up the mess under Cattleya's command. Renekton, who came out of the restaurant, glanced at Anderson who was lying on his back next to the stairs with a calm expression and a restrained breath.

The latter seemed to feel the movement beside him, tried hard to raise his head, and said as if talking in sleep:

"Is there something wrong with the wine here?"

"Frank added sedatives to the drinks on the ship." Renekton replied expressionlessly.

"." Anderson lay silently on the edge of the stairs, speechless. He fell into an unusually calm state and didn't even want to think.

Renekton twitched his lips, stepped over Anderson, and walked towards Cattleya's captain's cabin.

Boom~boom~

"Come in." Cattleya's cold and calm voice came from the captain's cabin.

Renekton pushed open the door and walked in. He looked around the captain's room for a moment and then said:

"Captain, I plan to leave the Future."

Cattleya looked at Renekton with some surprise and said:

"Escape from the 'Future'? This sea area is very dangerous."

"Are you sure you can leave this sea without a ship?"

Renekton nodded slightly and said:

"My destination is the Land Abandoned by the Gods, and I won't stay in this sea for too long. Well, when I leave, I may need to trouble you to send a boat to pick me up."

"No problem." Cattleya nodded lightly and did not ask any more questions.

After leaving Cattleya's captain's cabin, Renekton said goodbye to other people on the ship one after another, and briefly explained his reasons and plans for leaving the "Future".

Anderson, who had recovered from his sedation, said with a look of ruthless abandonment:

"You want to leave the 'Future'? What about the bad luck on my side?"

Renekton reminded him aloud:

"I can't solve your bad luck problem."

After thinking for a while, he added: "But I can give you a hint."

"What tip?" Anderson asked immediately.

Renekton glanced sideways at Klein who was patrolling the sea at the front of the deck, then looked away and chuckled:

"Choose a belief. You can pray to great beings for a reminder and get a way to relieve your misfortune. Instead of directly praying for them to clean up your misfortune, the price you need to pay will not be too high. It belongs to your ability. The scope of payment."

(End of this chapter)