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Chapter 426 Klein's Divination

Renekton's intuition came with a vague premonition, and the next moment, a deep red light suddenly rose in front of his eyes, quickly flooding his entire field of vision.

The crimson light quickly faded, and the scene in front of him had turned into the eternal palace above the gray mist. He was sitting on the high-backed chair belonging to the "White Tower".

My inspiration can already detect Source Castle? This should be the image left on me by the wilderness of knowledge just now.

While his thoughts were floating around, he turned his head to look at the top of the mottled long table, and said hello to Klein in a calm tone:

"Good evening, I didn't expect you to sleep yet?"

Klein's expression paused, and he looked at Renekton speechlessly and said:

"Even if I fall asleep, I will be woken up by your prayers."

"You stayed up late at night and sacrificed a strange metal ring to me, just to make sure I was sleeping?"

As he spoke, Klein glanced at the rusty metal ring he placed on the table in front of him. He had already inspected it just now. It was just a very ordinary metal ring, at most a piece of history. An ancient metal ring.

Renekton leaned back slightly and leaned against the back of the chair. He looked sideways at Klein and said with a chuckle:

"I would like to ask you to help me divine its past."

"You should also be good at divination. What's so special about it?"

Klein looked at Renekton with some suspicion and said.

Recalling what he had just experienced, Renekton nodded with a bit of toothache and explained in a somewhat emotional voice:

"This is an item that belongs to a phoenix. It lived in the second era, when the ancestor of the phoenix, Gregoria, was still active."

"When I peeked through it just now, I saw Gray Carrie and the River of Eternal Darkness. I almost took the dog with me."

"." Klein was speechless for a moment, and then he asked:

"So you think my divination here won't be affected?"

"Of course not, but with the blessing of this gray mist, you will recover even if you are blown to pieces."

Renekton shook his head and explained confidently.

"Just because I won't die doesn't mean it won't hurt." Klein said this with a feeling of gritting his teeth.

"I have a secret technique to block pain." Renekton said with a prepared smile.

It's hard, the fist is hard. If I can't beat you, I've already dealt with you so much that I like to play. I'll ask Arrods to come find you to play truth or dare tomorrow.

Klein remained silent and did not speak. After a moment, he calmly spoke:

"Do you know about the Celestial Sect and the Mother Tree of Desire?"

Renekton raised his eyebrows and looked at Klein. The corresponding memory appeared in his mind. He chuckled and said:

"No wonder you're up so late."

As Klein's face gradually darkened, he curled up his lips and looked away. He rested his right elbow on the armrest of the high-backed chair, rested his chin on his palm and said with a smile:

"The Celestial Sect is a branch of the Rose School. The leader is Zatwin, the saint of the Rose School. They believe in the Mother Tree of Desire, which is the tree where the bound god hangs. Demons and alien species are all under his control. way."

"He has some authority over destiny, so he can peek into the aura of Origin Castle in you."

Klein listened silently and sighed helplessly in his heart. In addition to Amon, I have another enemy. He is also a real evil god with more than one sect. He must become a demigod as soon as possible, otherwise he may die at any time. The aura of Origin Castle attracted voyeurs.

Making a decision secretly in his mind, he turned his attention to Renekton and said in a slightly doubtful tone:

"The Mother Tree of Desire is a transcendent sequence existence that has mastered multiple paths?"

Renekton nodded gently and said calmly:

"That's right, but because of the characteristics of the two paths of demon and alien species and the lack of part of the source material, his condition is not good and he can only barely maintain his status."

"It is precisely because of this that He is particularly active in corroding the world."

"Oh, it's such a troubled world." Klein sighed and followed his own intuition and stopped continuing the topic.

He reached out and picked up the rusty gray-blue and dark gold metal ring on the table. His eyes flashed, and he turned to look at Renekton and said:

"Give me the secret technique to block pain."

"No problem." Renekton responded with a chuckle.

His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of dark blue and almost purple light, and a pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes were outlined in his mind, containing countless bright stars.

His eyes met Klein's church, and the eyes outlined in his mind were instantly reflected in Klein's eyes. Klein felt as if he had seen a bright galaxy, and each star was the condensation and embodiment of knowledge.

As he turned his attention to this dazzling galaxy, knowledge began to pour into his mind, so much so that his thoughts were in a trance, like a computer that was stuck running too many pages.

No wonder the Hidden Sage's knowledge-driven pursuit will directly make the secret-peeper lose control and even go crazy. This kind of relaxation, without any malicious intent, and without the infusion of dangerous knowledge, makes me so uncomfortable.

Klein sighed in his heart, and then began to sort out the secret knowledge in his mind. This was modified by Renekton. Even an Extraordinary who is not a reader path can use it normally as long as he has mastered the corresponding knowledge.

Klein leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He blocked his pain according to the knowledge in his mind. Then he stretched out one hand and let the rusty metal ring on the table float to his hand automatically. He rubbed his forehead, recited the divination sentence softly seven times, and then meditated to put himself into a state of deep sleep.

After falling asleep, Klein quickly entered a dreamland. His consciousness woke up from the dreamland and found that he had entered the perspective of the owner of the metal ring.

Is this a scene from the Second Age? As soon as his thoughts started to float, Klein saw the dream change, and the surrounding scene turned into a spiritual world with rich colors and symbolism.

He saw many phoenixes around him. They seemed to be watching something, waiting for something. As Klein's thoughts changed, the surrounding dreams floated again, and all the phoenixes surrounding him disappeared, leaving only a few dots. The dancing pale flames stayed far away in the spiritual world.

Deep in the spiritual world, layers of illusory doors suddenly emerged, and a cry that shocked the soul, full of death and decay, closer to a roar sounded.

Klein only felt that his consciousness fell into a trance, as if he saw his own death and end. It was right in front of him, watching him quietly, waiting for him to approach it.

A cold and whining wind suddenly blew up in the quiet spiritual world, and an unimaginably huge figure flew out from the layered illusory door. His body was covered with pale flames and feathers woven with mysterious patterns, and his eyes seemed to be made of bronze. There are layers of illusory doors hidden inside.

All concepts related to death were converging on Him, forming a terrifying storm of pale white mist around Him.

This pale mist blocked Klein's line of sight, preventing him from being harmed by looking directly at the gods in the first place, and he was forced to interrupt this divination.

Klein stared straight ahead. He watched the gray mist spread rapidly around, and it seemed that even space appeared at this moment to divide the world shrouded in death. Could this be the underworld? Gray Carrie is opening up the underworld!

Recalling the reply he received when he consulted Mr. Azik about the messenger's problem, he became more and more certain that the area now shrouded in pale white mist and expanding outwards was the legendary underworld.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this metal ring had witnessed Gray Carrie opening up the underworld. It might have been a demigod-level phoenix.

As Klein's thoughts floated, the picture in the dream changed again. This time, the phoenix directly entered the underworld. It flew rapidly in the underworld, and countless things came into Klein's eyes.

Everything was so absurd and weird that it was difficult to describe. Klein felt that his spirit was being polluted by this place and that he was heading towards death uncontrollably.

When Klein felt that he was about to reach the end of his life, the illusory sound of a river flowing appeared in his ears.

Before he could react, he saw the huge figure of Gray Carrie once again shrouded in pale white fog. His figure enveloped the entire city and shuttled through a thick gray fog.

Gray fog! This is the kind of gray fog on Origin Castle!

Klein looked at the gray fog in front of him in shock. The familiar feeling made him sure with just one glance that this was the gray fog under their feet during every tarot meeting.

A huge figure covered in pale flames suddenly rushed out of the gray mist. His movements were so fast and his figure was so big that Klein could only see the pale flames covering his head.

The illusory sound of the river flowing in his ears became clearer and clearer, and before he had any doubts, he saw a mighty black river gushing out of the gray mist.

The illusory river water came into his eyes, and Klein was slightly stunned. He seemed to see the eternal darkness that submerged everything, the end of all things, and saw the true death, the absolute death!

He felt nothing, not a flicker of thought, and his consciousness just fell into darkness.

In the grand ancient palace, Renekton watched as Klein's body quickly opened cracks, and tiny white fluff grew out of it. In the blink of an eye, these fluff grew into white feathers.

These feathers quickly withered and fell from his body. Before they touched the gray mist at his feet, they had already dispersed into a piece of pale yellow dust.

Klein's body fell into pieces, as if he had stepped through death and headed towards the real end.

hum~

The surrounding gray fog quickly shook, surging like ocean waves, and streaks of crimson light were rolled up.

Renekton quickly closed his eyes and used his spirituality to seal off his perception of the outside world. He felt a strong sense of danger. This was the reaction of the Origin Castle to the breath of the River of Eternal Darkness.

At this moment when he couldn't see or hear, a whimpering wind blew up in the palace, and the gray mist it raised directly flooded the entire palace.

After nearly half a minute, the space above the gray fog gradually calmed down, and the crimson light gradually faded. As the premonition of danger disappeared, Renekton released the seal on his senses, and he turned his head to look at Momo. At the top of the long table, look at the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool".

Klein's figure sat there quietly, as if he still hadn't come to his senses, and his eyes were staring ahead blankly.

The metal ring originally held in his hand had been completely weathered, leaving only a small circle of rusty remains, which continued to fall into pieces. It only took a moment before it completely dissipated.

This scene surprised Renekton. He had obviously used it for divination before, but it was just covered with a layer of rust again.

Because of the divination performed through it, this ring was also contaminated with the aura of the River of Eternal Darkness, and the divination before it reached the end was only to have its surface covered with a layer of rust again, because it also followed me. Status reset?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 427 Tutu Express, the mission must be achieved

Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly, then stood up from his position, walked to Klein, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes and said:

"You haven't come to your senses yet?"

Klein glanced at Renekton expressionlessly and said in a calm voice:

"I saw a gray fog, and my intuition told me that they were the same thing as the gray fog here."

"The essence of this gray fog is the fog of history. Have you also seen the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness?"

Renekton explained briefly, and then curiously asked about the content of Klein's divination.

"Is that the River of Eternal Darkness? The same thing as Source Castle?"

"I also felt the power of sleep at that time. This should belong to the sleepless person path controlled by the goddess of the night. Is this the fundamental reason for the existence of adjacent paths? Do they belong to the same system at a higher level?"

Although Klein spoke in questioning words, his tone seemed very determined.

"That's basically it." Renekton nodded lightly.

"What is the fog of history?" After getting the answer he wanted, Klein turned to ask about the fog of history.

"Well" Renekton pondered for a while, then shook his head and said:

"I don't understand it very well. This belongs to the authority of history. You will understand it when you become an ancient scholar."

Klein nodded slightly, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Light suddenly rose up around him, turning into a floating scene in the air. This was something he saw in his dream divination.

The scene lasted for less than half a minute and ended. Klein turned his head to look at Renekton, who had sat back in his seat, and asked curiously:

"How do you care about this piece of history, that it's important?"

Renekton chuckled lightly and said:

"Occultists can draw power from their occult knowledge to create magic or witchcraft."

While speaking, he reached forward and pulled out an unreal black river from the void. He could not see its source or where it flowed, as if he had intercepted a section of the river out of thin air.

The river looks pitch black, as if even light will be swallowed up. Anything washed by the river will inevitably end in death, even death itself!

The unreal black river only appeared for a moment, and Renekton made it disappear. Because it involves the River of Eternal Darkness, even if he is a demigod in Sequence Three, it is a bit difficult to use this mysterious representation.

"River of Eternal Darkness!" Klein stood up directly from the high-backed chair and looked in disbelief at the place where the long black river had emerged. A huge gap had appeared in the palace that had been affected.

As soon as he thought about it, the palace immediately returned to its original state, as if it had not changed since ancient times.

Renekton shook his head and explained slightly disappointedly:

"It's fake, not even a shadow."

"Otherwise, this palace would have disappeared just now, completely. Even through the fog of history, it cannot be restored."

Klein nodded slightly, rubbed his forehead a little tiredly and said:

"That's it for today. There was a battle not long ago, and my spirit can't stand it anymore."

As soon as the words fell, a crimson light suddenly rose up around them, and then quickly disappeared. The ancient palace above the gray fog became quiet again, and there was no longer any figure.

In Kangston City, Jianhai County, inside a three-story red building.

Lawrence closed the curtains in the study and began to arrange a ritual to summon spiritual creatures on the ground.

After placing candles, essential oils and other items, he used herbal powder to draw a pattern of the omniscient eye on the floor, and then placed the letter he received last night on it.

After arranging the ceremony, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the wick of the candle, quickly lighting up a dim flame. He repeated the action just now, lit the other two candles, and then dropped two drops into the candle flame. Essential oils and hydrosols, the flames on the candles swayed instantly, and the aroma of herbs filled the room.

Lawrence took a step back slightly and chanted softly in ancient Hermetic:

"I;"

"I call in my name;"

"A spirit that wanders in illusion, a friendly creature that can communicate, a collaborator in transactions, a rabbit-shaped spirit blessed by knowledge."

As the mantra was recited, the dim candlelight was instantly dyed with a layer of brass. The roar of the wind instantly blew in the room, sweeping up the herbal powder on the ground and throwing it into the brass candlelight, causing the swaying The flames instantly rose, expanded, and twisted into a passage connecting the spiritual world in mid-air.

As the passage was formed, a dull-looking rabbit with a translucent body emerged from the passage. It was also wearing a small gray-blue vest, and a bright eye was painted on its left chest. rabbit pattern.

Its dull eyes looked around the room, and then fell on Lawrence. After looking at him carefully for a moment, the rabbit of knowledge nodded slowly, and then stretched out its paws to penetrate its translucent body. , took out a piece of gray-brown parchment and a white quill pen.

It unfolded the parchment and handed it to Lawrence, with a flat voice like a phonograph without emotion:

"Please confirm your signature."

Lawrence took the parchment from the Rabbit of Knowledge with doubts on his face, and found that it was a notarized certificate, witnessed by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. He briefly glanced at the content on it: "Lawrence Nord paid 4500 gold pounds for Price to purchase the Tricky Evil Compound Eyes collected by Pluck Eggers, Pluck Eggers must ensure that the materials are authentic and effective.

The transaction is witnessed by the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and executed by the Rabbit of Knowledge. As the coordinator of the transaction, the Rabbit of Knowledge can receive 4% of the transaction amount as a reward, with Lawrence Nord and Prak Eggers each bearing 1%. two. "

A sacred symbol of knowledge and wisdom consisting of an open book and an all-knowing eye is drawn on the parchment. On the edge of the paper are scattered some magical signs and symbols representing contract and order. They are intertwined with each other to form a strange circle. pattern.

Lawrence quickly read all the contents on this kind of notarial certificate. After confirming that there were no problems, he reached out and took the quill from the Rabbit of Knowledge, and wrote himself at the bottom of the parchment, next to the signature of Prak Eggers. name.

As he put pen to paper, the notarial certificate in his hand instantly turned into brilliant gold, as dazzling as the midday sun.

This state only lasted for a moment, and the notarial certificate turned into patches of light and dissipated. An invisible force fell on Lawrence, the Rabbit of Knowledge, and Plak at the same time.

After the notarial certificate took effect, the Knowledge Rabbit reached out again from his translucent body and took out an iron box the size of an adult's palm, and handed it to Lawrence's hand.

Lawrence reached out and took it, then directly lifted the spiritual wall that sealed the iron box, opened the iron box, and took a look at the materials inside.

Then he took out a crystal ball that had been prepared and conducted a simple divination on the materials. Then he smiled and nodded towards the Knowledge Rabbit:

"no problem."

The Rabbit of Knowledge was a little stunned and performed a non-standard etiquette in the direction of Lawrence, then turned around and got into the spiritual world channel opened by the ceremony.

As the Knowledge Rabbit turned around, Lawrence saw that there were several strange symbols printed on the back of the vest on it. They were the special symbols in Russell's diary, with eight characters neatly arranged up and down:

"Tutu Express will achieve its mission."

This is the kind of unique text invented by Emperor Russell! Lawrence was just slightly confused. Seeing that the other party had returned to the spirit world, he no longer paid attention to this issue.

Emperor Russell has a high status both in the real world and in the field of mysticism. It is not uncommon for some of the words and symbols he invented to be printed on certain things.

Lawrence looked at the disappeared spiritual passage and the candlelight that had returned to normal, and sighed in a calm voice:

"The materials have finally been gathered together, and the four widely separated coordinates located deep in the spiritual world have been set up two days ago. I can finally start the journey to become a traveler."

"After this, there will be the Mystic Master. At that time, I can recite the honorable names of my ancestors."

After muttering to himself for a while, he put away the potion materials in his hands, quickly restored the room to its original state, and then began to prepare the traveler's potion.

Soon, a bottle of magical potion that was so transparent that it was almost illusory appeared in his hand. There were bits of blue floating in the potion, and they wonderfully outlined illusory "door" symbols.

Staring at the potion in his hand, Lawrence felt as if his spirituality was cheering for joy. Even without divination, he was sure that the potion he prepared was fine. However, the habit left over from his days as an astrologer still made him put his hand on the table again. On the crystal ball.

A moment later, a flash of blue light flashed through the transparent crystal ball, and his divination was answered. The potion was effective!

Phew~ He breathed a long sigh of relief. He walked to the chair next to the desk and sat down. He leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. He closed his eyes to relax, and then began to pray like last time:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

"I pray to you for your protection."

His prayer was answered quickly, and a thick gray mist surged out of his field of vision. The gray mist quickly filled his entire field of vision. In the depths of the gray mist, there was a vague figure with a vast and distant aura leaning leisurely against it.

Lawrence felt that the other party seemed to be looking at him, as if he cast his gaze inadvertently, without any emotion or will, but with an unimaginable and indescribable majesty.

Before he came back to his senses, crimson light poured out from the gray mist like a tide. These lights condensed into a tall angel in mid-air, carrying twelve pairs of dark wings and armor.

The angel flew out of the gray mist and was in front of him in an instant. The wings behind him fell in layers, wrapping him inside and giving him a blessing.

With just one breath, everything around him suddenly disappeared. Whether it was the thick gray fog or the tall angel with a distant aura, they all disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

"No matter how many times I see this scene, I will still be shocked."

"An angel appeared in front of me so easily. Even in the heyday of the Abraham family, family members would not have been able to see those noble angels so easily."

Lawrence muttered a few words to himself as if sighing.

He quickly calmed down his emotions, adjusted his state to the best through meditation, and then drank the bottle of traveler's potion in one gulp.

The potion was absorbed by his body the moment it entered his mouth, without even sliding down his throat.

Lawrence's spirit suddenly fell into a trance. He felt as if he was rising infinitely, and his consciousness broke through the limitations of his body and entered the spiritual world.

Five or six minutes later, Lawrence, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a bright light shining in his eyes, as if reflecting countless things.

After a while, the brilliance in his eyes gradually subsided, and the agitated spirituality in his body also calmed down a lot. Even the wrinkles on his face seemed to have faded, and the whole person looked more energetic and younger.

His figure sitting on the chair suddenly disappeared transparently, then reappeared on the other side of the room, then disappeared, and then reappeared.

In just a few breaths, his figure had already appeared in every room in this three-story building.

Finally, his figure was fixed beside the fireplace in the dining room. Looking at the red fire dancing in the fireplace, an illusory book appeared in his eyes, and he quickly turned the pages.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 428 First Technical University of Pas Valley

After a moment, the vision in Lawrence's eyes disappeared, and he murmured:

"The number of demigod-level extraordinary abilities I can record has been increased to four, and the specific effects are close to sequence 4. When I become a mystic, it may be possible to record angel-level abilities."

"Unfortunately, there are no angels in the Abraham family for a long time, and even the preserved sealed artifacts have been lost a lot."

Thinking of this, his tone gradually became lower, as if he was depressed.

In the Church of Knowledge on the north bank of the Pass River Valley in the Southern Continent, the Knowledge Rabbits sat neatly on the long table, holding a quill in their hands and quickly copying the contents on the blank book.

Since most ordinary people in the southern continent still speak Dutan language, if you want to spread knowledge here, you can only use books compiled in Dutan language.

Ordinary books can be printed directly, but books involving extraordinary knowledge can only be copied. When it comes to copying books, the first thing Renekton thinks of is the rabbits of knowledge, which are better than ordinary readers. Copy books.

Renekton sat leisurely on a bench nearby, playing with the witch card sent by the prophet's clone through the Rabbit of Knowledge, with an unknown smile on his face.

Forget it, Miracle Kake. With the Black Emperor card, Klein will definitely not be willing to use the Witch card. Give it to Bernadette sometime. After all, I lost her Wheel of Fortune card.

While his thoughts were floating around, he noticed that Luca Brewster had returned from Mesanyes. He quickly calmed down the expression on his face and looked sideways at him, with obvious pleasure in his gray-green eyes.

Renekton chuckled lightly, then greeted the other party and said:

"Bishop Luca, it looks like you gained a lot from your trip."

Luca Brewster chuckled and said:

"Mesanyes agreed to our plan. As long as we can hold back the Beyonders from the rest of the forces, in two months there will be only one warlord force in the Pas Valley."

After a slight pause, he continued:

"In addition to the official forces of Loen and Intis, several major churches will definitely intervene. This involves the issue of their preaching here, especially the Tyrant and the Church of the Sun."

"Some local forces in the southern continent may also intervene, such as the so-called House of Evolution led by the beloved of the original moon, and the Rose School of thought who believe in the Bound God and the Mother Tree of Desire."

Renekton nodded expressionlessly. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"We need allies. Emperor Russell once said: The enemy of our enemy is our friend!"

"In addition to some spiritual groups led by Mr. Plaque, there are also Protestant churches developing among the poor in the Pas Valley. They are good partners, at least for now."

"We can temporarily cooperate with the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth, which is hostile to the Primordial Moon, and even the Blood Tribe, as well as the Church of Steam, which is hostile to the Moss Ascetic Order, and even the Church of God of War, which is hostile to the Church of the Night. Forget it, those reckless men sometimes My brain is not very bright."

As he spoke, Renekton had a strange feeling in his heart. Suddenly, he felt like the local secret organizations had united to fight against the Orthodox Church and external invading forces.

"Has Emperor Russell ever said this? I have no memory at all." Luca Brewster fell into silence for a moment.

"Well, he said too many things. Maybe one of us remembered it wrong."

Renekton explained with a slight smile, then changed the topic:

"By the way, Bishop Luca, do you know where the vampires in the southern continent usually gather? I want to talk to them, maybe I can win over them."

Luca Brewster shook his head slightly and said:

"I don't know. In the southern continent, the believers of the original moon are very active. This is an unstable factor for the vampires. They rarely expose themselves."

"The active primitive moon believers in the southern continent are our best opportunity for cooperation. I will go to the Church of the Earth to ask Ying Ying later. They like to convert those vampires very much, and they may have certain clues."

Renekton chuckled and muttered, leaning back slightly on the chair, briefly lost in thought.

You can try to seek help from Emlyn. The vampires must have their own contact information. The believers of the original moon are the source of his future promotion characteristics. Even if he is a salty vampire, he will have enough motivation to run around.

"West Balam is not peaceful. The people here have tried their best to survive, which leaves them with few extra elves to study."

"Perhaps when the Pas River Valley is completely complete, well, in Plak's words, it is called liberation. It seems to be a vocabulary from Protestantism. To be honest, I have always doubted whether those Protestant people are the Aurora Society in disguise. They are here A lot of places are similar, but very different."

"Perhaps when the Pas Valley is completely liberated, knowledge can be better spread here."

Luca Brewster spoke in silence. As the person in charge of the Church of Knowledge's affairs in West Balam, it has always been his goal to expand the Church's influence here.

Renekton shook his head and said with some sigh:

"In this era, there are definitely not many people who are willing to calm down and study. After all, knowledge cannot fill their stomachs, nor can it bring them the money necessary for life."

After communicating with Luca Brewster in the church for a while, Renekton took the book copied by the Knowledge Rabbit and left.

As his figure flickered, he quietly came to the other side of the Pass River Valley, where there was a night school jointly run by the Protestants represented by Plaque and Leo Master.

The reason why it is a night school is because most people have to run around for life during the day, and they have no extra time to study.

This place was rebuilt from several row houses. The area is not large, and the houses are a bit old. Many of the stained glass windows are even damaged and have not been repaired.

Renekton stared at both sides of the street. His figure disappeared suddenly, and then appeared in the principal's room. In front of him was Ethan, who looked exhausted and rubbed his forehead with his hand, not forgetting to flip through the financial statements with his free hand.

Ethan was somewhat belatedly aware of the fluctuations in his spirituality. The fatigue on his face was wiped away, and he looked warily at the figure that suddenly appeared in his office. After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"How did you come?"

"According to Mr. Plaque's needs, I will send you some books."

As he spoke, Renekton stretched out his hand and pulled it in mid-air. He directly pulled a stack of brand-new books out of the spirit world and placed them neatly on the desk in front of Ethan.

Ethan turned it over casually and looked at the ink that had not completely dried on the paper. He turned his head and said doubtfully:

"Were these just copied?"

Renekton nodded slightly and said casually:

"This kind of books involving occult knowledge are all copied manually. Even if it is an inanimate machine, if the knowledge in the field of occult is printed for a long time, it is likely to become out of control due to the possible contamination in the knowledge. Magical item!"

"However, isn't your school here teaching some necessary common sense of life and some survival skills? Are you planning to start cultivating extraordinary people?"

Ethan sighed softly and said:

"You should have noticed that we are very short of manpower. Even I was sent to temporarily serve as the principal."

"Let's go, I'll take you to visit our First Technical University of Pas Valley!"

As he spoke, he stood up from his seat and introduced the situation of the school while leading the way.

"Who named this?" Renekton couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard the name of the school in Ethan's mouth. This kind of name instantly reminded him of Russell.

"A member of the Ascetic Order of Moss. She said this was the inspiration she found from the biographical novels written by Emperor Russell."

"We have always had a cooperative relationship with the Moss Ascetic Order, and it was with their support that we were able to break away from the Spiritual Religion. However, your Orthodox Church seems to be naturally hostile to this secret organization, so at the beginning We did not disclose our connection with the Moss Trappist Order at the time."

Ethan answered while observing Renekton's expression. After seeing that the other party had no reaction to the Moss Trappist Order, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"This is your freedom. To be honest, the Church of Knowledge has a high tolerance for that tyrant and the Church Beyond the Sun."

Ethan nodded slightly, his voice slowed down a bit, and he continued to introduce the situation in this school:

"At the beginning, we planned to open a school for everyone in the southern continent, modeled on the church's night school. However, considering the complicated situation in West Balam, we simply divided the school into night and day schools."

"Night school teaches some basic knowledge, survival skills, and during the day it develops extraordinary people."

Having said this, Ethan paused for a moment, and then said with a sigh:

"As expected of the Knowledge Church, which is famous for its knowledge and wisdom, it has actually found a way to become an extraordinary person without relying on magic potions. However, the requirements for mastering knowledge are too high."

"Except for the Extraordinaries who follow the paths of readers, voyeurs, and generalists, it is very difficult for others to achieve certain results in a short period of time."

While they were talking, they came outside a classroom where people were still in class. Through the painted gaps on the glass, Renekton saw the sparse figures inside.

There were about ten or twenty people sitting below listening to the lecture, aged between ten and twenty years old. In front of the small blackboard was a beautiful woman wearing a classical wizard robe. Her brown hair was very thick. It was draped casually and looked a little disheveled.

The most impressive thing is her pair of gray-brown eyes, which are bright, like the twinkling stars in the sky, and like the deep sea, elusive.

"She was Gülen, Glen Pals, one of the Ten Pillars of the Moss Trappist Order and our original collaborator."

"She is a very kind woman. Although she looks very young, she always exudes a mature charm. Don't let her hear this, otherwise your face will be scratched by her cat. "

"Cat?" Renekton groaned. His inspiration was suddenly touched and he turned his head to look behind him.

A black and white cow cat and a lazy orange cat, they have similar chubby body shapes, are standing on the railing behind them, looking at themselves.

Renekton squinted slightly. He saw the light of wisdom in the eyes of these two cats. These two extraordinary animals seemed to have taken potions that strengthened the brain. They were not bookish and were definitely not readers. The audience ? Or a spy? Or a generalist?

The two cats looked at Renekton for a moment and then said one after the other:

"Another spy."

"The people in the Church of Knowledge are not readers."

Renekton raised his eyebrows, chuckled and took a step forward to touch the two cats, but they nimbly avoided him.

He retracted his right hand naturally, looked at the two outgoing and cheerful cats in front of him with some curiosity and said:

"Are you generalists?"

The audience prefers to observe in the dark. I can tell at a glance that the voyeurs know that the knowledgeable people seem to be quite cheerful and outgoing. So, Steam was once a sunny boy or girl?

Two chubby cats sat on the guardrail and crossed their legs very skillfully. They were weird but also revealed a sense of harmony.

The black and white cow cat on the left looks a bit silly. The black and white color on its body makes it look more like a Erha than a fat cat.

The orange cat on the right has some loose flesh, especially its belly, which looks like a beer belly, but its eyes are very clear, and it seems to be a cat with a strong mind.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 429 Brie and Ritz

While looking at them, the deep blue glow in Renekton's eyes flashed away. His eyes looked through the surface and saw the faintly steaming steam and the constantly rotating gears behind the two fat cats.

A generalist, and the sequence is not too low, they must be two crazy bomb cats.

While his thoughts were floating around, he saw two cats standing upright on the railing, with their hands on their hips and said:

"I'm Brie"

"I'm Ritz"

"We are mechanical experts, master craftsmen who can create mechanical wonders and extraordinary items!"

"Brits? Can you drive a robot?"

As Renekton spoke, a scene of a giant robot firing its mechanical flying claws forward appeared in his mind.

The somewhat naive looking cow cat Brie raised her chin slightly and said in an arrogant tone:

"We are mechanical experts, and we can easily control any mechanical creation."

The orange cat Ritz's focus was on the first half of Renekton's sentence. He said in a serious tone:

"What is Blitzcrank? We are Brie and Ritz!"

These two interesting cats, try tricking them into building a robot, named Blitzcrank!

As his thoughts floated around, Renekton smiled at the two chubby cats and said:

"Blitzcrank is a powerful robot. It can launch mechanical flying claws to grab distant targets in front of it, and it can also release powerful electric currents to attack enemies. Only a true mechanical master can create it!"

Orange cat Ritz's eyes lit up and he said excitedly:

"We are the real masters of mechanics!"

The cow cat Brie on the side stretched out her paw and patted it on the head, and said calmly:

"Robot? Is it the combat-type mechanical doll that Emperor Russell mentioned in the book? Even if we build it, you won't be able to control it if you don't know enough about machinery."

Renekton smiled dumbly. He didn't rush to explain. Instead, before the orange cat beside him could react, he quickly reached out and touched the other person's head.

In the eyes of Ritz, who was a little stunned and yet to react, Renekton chuckled and explained:

"I don't need to drive a robot, but as mechanical experts, don't you think such a robot is cool?"

"And creating such a sophisticated and powerful robot can not only help you digest magic potions, but also greatly improve your combat capabilities, right?"

"The generalist path had almost no direct combat capabilities before Sequence Five. Based on the functionality and scarcity of craftsmen, aren't you afraid of being kidnapped one day?"

"Who dares to kidnap us?" Orange Cat retorted disdainfully.

"Ritz is right." Bree, the cow cat, nodded in agreement.

Renekton was speechless for a moment, sighing in his mind for his vision of Blitzcrank in another world, and then he saw Bree nodding in thought and saying:

"But it is still necessary to digest the potion."

Ritz immediately stood up and announced loudly: "I will make the attack system!"

Brie nodded slightly and said in a serious tone: "Then I will be responsible for the body and power system."

The two kittens with personality sighed in their hearts. Renekton looked down at Bree and Ritz and asked in a very sincere tone:

"Since you have accepted my suggestion, can you use the shape I provided to build the robot?"

"It's not impossible, but it must be designed reasonably!"

Bree, the cow cat, rubbed her chin with one paw and said thoughtfully.

"You look like you're getting along very well."

A soft female voice sounded from the side, and Renekton realized that there was someone beside him.

He turned his head and looked at the other person. It was Glenn Pars who was giving a lecture in the classroom just now.

Renekton looked beyond Grant to the classroom behind her. The students inside were all reading quietly, but from time to time there were still a few curious eyes looking out the window.

Brie and Ritz, who were on the railing on the side, quickly jumped off the railing and stood on either side of her, like two personal bodyguards.

Grant casually stroked back her hair that was spread in front of her body. She looked at Renekton with deep eyes and said with a kind smile on her lips:

"I didn't expect that I would meet two 'Knowledge' favored ones in such a short period of time. It seems that the time is almost here!"

"My name is Grant Pars. Ethan has just introduced me to you."

Renekton nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on the other person for a while, smiled and nodded:

"Al Tynes is the person in charge of some affairs of the Church of Knowledge in the Southern Continent."

"I didn't expect that the first member of the Moss Trappist Order I officially met was a sage!"

"Haha, your vision is very clear, but I'm probably not the first member of the Moss Trappist Order you've ever met. You've been on Cattleya's Future for just half a year~ Moreover, in Before you met me, you also met Ethan, didn't you?"

Grant covered her mouth and chuckled twice. Her tone was a little playful when talking about Cattleya, but she did not deny Renekton's words that she was a sage.

".Sage?" Ethan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the look he looked at Grant changed again and again.

Ethan swallowed and asked nervously: "Why did you come to teach them in person?"

"Didn't you invite me? I just have nothing to do, so I came here to experience what it's like to be a teacher." "Also, I'm also very interested in this system called the spiritual warlock. I feel that it has something to do with voyeurism. The human paths are very consistent, and it seems that the system itself represents the will of the hidden sage!"

Grant answered Ethan's question calmly. When she said the last sentence, she looked at Renekton with a deep look, as if waiting for an answer.

"How can a system based on knowledge surpass knowledge itself?"

Renekton responded with a sigh. He originally thought that the other party would continue to ask why the Hidden Sage did not spread this system to the Moss Ascetic Order. Unexpectedly, Grant directly skipped the topic.

"Since it is a system implemented by the Knowledge Church, you should know more about it. You can teach them the afternoon class."

"It just so happens that I also need time to explore this new system."

Glenn spoke in a calm voice, but it gave people an unquestionable feeling.

Renekton nodded indifferently, and after chatting with Grant for a while, he continued to follow Ethan around the First Technical University of the Pas Valley, and then promised that he would come here in his free time. After class, Renekton followed Bree and Ritz to their homes.

The two cats ran wildly through alleys and rooftops with an agility that was completely inconsistent with their size, easily scaling walls and passing through narrow openings.

Renekton casually took out an illusory hat from the void and put it on his head, hiding his figure. His figure flickered from time to time, allowing him to follow them steadily.

In less than ten minutes, he followed Bree and Ritz to the back door of a watch store, watching the two cats skillfully climb on the wall and jump into the room on the second floor.

Renekton's figure instantly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in the room on the second floor.

The room here is very large, as if several houses were opened and renovated, with various machines and parts scattered around.

Bree and Ritz moved lightly through the messy room and arranged a small table that was barely clean, filled with cookies of various shapes.

Ritz held a light yellow cup and walked to a strange machine that looked like a kettle. He put the cup down and gently tapped the red button next to it.

There was a humming sound of mechanical operation, and soon, dark brown and steaming coffee flowed into the cup.

Ritz held the coffee cup with both paws and placed it on the small table piled with various cookies. He greeted Renekton warmly:

"We only have a coffee machine at home, so just make do with it. Bri and I originally planned to invent a juice machine, but Grant likes to drink coffee, so we made a coffee machine!"

Renekton looked at the two cats who were busy playing with the drawings, picked up a biscuit and threw it into his mouth. Amidst the crunching sound, he asked slightly curiously:

"You call her by her name?"

"Yes, we are partners."

"Glen took us in. In return, we will make some machines for her to improve her life, and occasionally help her build magical items."

"But she had no use for those things at all. She used them all to sell them to buy alcohol."

"It's also used to buy us potion ingredients. We owe her a lot of money."

"Currently, I have to work for her for two hundred years to pay it off."

Bree and Ritz said one after another, but the movements of their hands did not stop.

There are so many flaws that I don't even know where to complain. Renekton couldn't help but curse in his heart. He then picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip to cover the expression on his face.

"Well this coffee is pretty good!"

"Do you sell your coffee machine?"

Feeling the taste of coffee in his mouth, Renekton's eyes lit up. This machine also adds milk and honey to the coffee. The taste is just right. He is indeed a mechanical expert. It makes me want to buy a cat.

Brie and Ritz looked at each other, and then said in unison:

"Yes, but it will have to wait until we create the robot Blitzcrank."

"No problem." Renekton nodded lightly, then walked over to them, took two blank drawings, and laid them flat on the ground.

He has always been in the habit of carrying magic materials with him. He casually took out a handful of colored powder from the hidden pocket of his brown windbreaker. After evenly spreading the powder on the paper, the powder formed a lifelike colorful picture on its own.

Above is a picture of the appearance of a brightly colored robot from various angles. It has a body that looks somewhat rounded. On the left is a fist with a missile launcher embedded in it, and on the right is a huge claw that is not much smaller than the body. They are connected together by a telescopic tube, each with a cockpit above.

Bree and Ritz also came over at this time. The two cats looked seriously at the image of the robot that Renekton had reproduced based on his own memory, shaking their heads and nodding, and looking at each other from time to time.

"This claw is too big. It cannot operate at all without a separate power system. Moreover, the shape is also very strange, and many places do not conform to the dynamics."

"But the exterior design is good, even if it's just superficial."

"Energy is a big problem. It takes a lot of energy to maintain the operation of this kind of machinery, but it itself can't carry much."

"Yes, unless we use extraordinary characteristics as energy, but this will inevitably have a negative impact."

Listening to Bree and Ritz's discussion, Renekton reached out and rubbed his forehead. Sure enough, when it comes to their own professional fields, generalists also have a tendency to preach. It's no wonder that many people in the Church of Steam are serving in universities.

Sighing in his heart, he lowered his eyes and looked at Brie and Ritz, who were already having a heated discussion. He knocked on the small table in front of him with his fingers. After catching their eyes, Renekton chuckled and said:

"I have an idea about energy."

"Do you know about the Purification Cannon?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 430 Class

Brie and Ritz looked at each other, nodded and said in one sentence:

"I know, it's what your knowledge teaches."

"It requires more than five light priests to pray to the gods to recharge, and it can only be used ten times, and then needs to be recharged."

Seeing that they answered so clearly, Renekton nodded lightly without being surprised, and then said with a chuckle:

"We can completely use the main material of the Priest of Light's potion as energy source. As long as the characteristics are not lost, there is no need to consider the issue of charging."

Bree said while making corrections on the drawing with a quill pen:

"The Priest of Light is sequence five. Just one piece of material costs four to five thousand pounds. Even if we sell it, we can't afford it."

Renekton smiled nonchalantly and said instead:

"If it has the characteristics of the sun or the path of a storm, do you have a way to turn it into an energy supply device?"

"Like the Priest of Light charging the Cannon of Purification."

"This is not a question of whether we can do it, and to achieve the effect you mentioned, you need at least the characteristics of the demigod level, or the characteristics of multiple priests of light."

Bree's tone was very helpless, this kind of whimsical question was simply embarrassing the cat.

Ritz nodded in agreement and said:

"We are just mechanical experts. What you are talking about requires at least an alchemist or even an occult scholar to do it."

Renekton thought about it seriously, then pondered:

"I understand. After you create Blitzcrank, I can give you some low-sequence characteristics to practice with. If it can be realized, I will find a way to get demigod-level characteristics."

"Where did you get the characteristics of the demigod level?" Ritz subconsciously raised his head and asked.

"Of course it's the Church of Storms and the Church of Eternal Blazing Sun. The characteristics of these two paths are concentrated in their hands."

As soon as Renekton explained, he saw Bree and Ritz looking at him with wide eyes, then looking at each other, communicating with their eyes for a while, and then taking two steps back in tacit understanding.

After glancing at the two cats speechlessly, Renekton simply lowered his head and ate the biscuits on the table, taking a sip of coffee from time to time.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, West Balam time, Renekton came to the First Technical University of Pas Valley again and went straight to the classroom where Gulen had class in the morning.

All the students in the morning were sitting in the classroom, quietly flipping through the books in front of them. Renekton glanced at them and saw that these books were exactly the ones he had sent over in the morning.

Looking around the classroom, his eyes quickly noticed Ethan sitting by the window, and asked curiously:

"Why are you here too?"

"As a wizard, I am also very curious about the spell-casting system of this industry. I want to see if I can learn one or two useful little spells. I have been trying to develop some spells myself."

"Okay, dear Mr. Tynes, please start your class now!"

Ethan responded with a chuckle, then pointed to the small blackboard behind Renekton and said in a sincere tone.

Renekton shrugged, not caring whether the other person was here to listen to the class or to help him out. He looked around the classroom and saw that everyone was looking at him with curiosity, confusion, and seemed to have some expectation.

In the morning there was an angel class and in the afternoon there was a saint class. No one would believe it if I told him. With a sigh in his heart, he turned around and wrote his name on the small blackboard behind him and briefly introduced himself.

After introducing himself, he started his lecture directly without waiting for anyone to ask questions:

"I think you all already know the system of the spiritual world warlock. As its name reflects, this is a system that relies on the spiritual world. The relevant content will be explained to you by the clergy of the Knowledge Church. I will simply explain it to you. Please introduce the spirit world."

"First of all, we can be sure that the spiritual world is real. It is intertwined with various information. It completely overlaps with the real world. Another world that overlaps completely but does not interfere with each other must rely on extraordinary power to break the gap. ."

"The spiritual world involves the transcendent 'I', the infinite 'I', the universal 'I'."

"It's hard to forcefully explain it to you. I can only wait until you have more contact with it and experience it on your own. Maybe each of you will have your own opinions."

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen sitting in front of Renekton raised his hand hesitantly. After receiving Renekton's signal, he asked in unfamiliar Intis:

"Mr. Tynes, Ms. Pars talked to us about divination this morning. She also mentioned the spiritual world, saying that it is the source of our divination revelations."

"Sorry, I said too much. What I want to ask is, are the Extraordinaries still in the process of exploring the spiritual world? Don't they have a very clear conclusion?"

Renekton was a little surprised by the other party's question. After looking at the other party for a while, he chuckled and said:

"In the extraordinary world, knowledge is not as circulated as you imagine. In the extraordinary field, knowledge itself has power, which also leads to the limitations of knowledge dissemination."

"Moreover, knowledge is never something that can be obtained for free. Just like you now, you have obtained knowledge, but you must also assume corresponding obligations."

"Oh, that's too far. Back to your question just now, there must be a clear conclusion about the spiritual world. After all, among the existing great existences, including hidden existences, there is one who is the master of the spiritual world."

"The ruler of the spiritual world? Is there such a great being? Why have I never heard of him?"

Ethan frowned and looked at Renekton. He was originally worried that the other party would preach about the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in an attempt to win over these people's faith. Unexpectedly, the other party would direct the conversation to an unknown and hidden existence. This guy was definitely not a cult believer. Become an undercover agent of the Church of Knowledge?

"You will know in the not too long future. He does not have too many followers, and he is not preaching extensively at the moment." Renekton gave Ethan a comforting look, and then continued:

"The system that draws power from the spiritual world cannot circumvent Him. You will inevitably come into contact with Him and the organizations that believe in Him in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly older young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties immediately raised his hand and asked:

"Will this bring danger? Ms. Pars mentioned to us when she was talking about magic mirror divination this morning that establishing contact with unknown and hidden existences is a very dangerous thing."

Renekton followed the other person's words and chuckled:

"Generally speaking, no. Even when you encounter some troubles, you can still try to seek help from Him. Following the principle of equal exchange, you only need to pay the reward. This can be gold pounds or some Knowledge, or some magic items or something like that, as long as it's equivalent to the help you get."

"Of course, if someone commits blasphemous behavior, they will definitely be punished by God."

"Mr. Tynes, may we know who He is?"

The boy who first asked Renekton the question couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked again.

Is this guy really a believer in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom? Promoting a hidden existence so blatantly felt more positive than promoting the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Ethan leaned against the wall and looked at Renekton with narrowed eyes, thinking of Ms. Grant saying that he was the favor of "knowledge" that morning. Or, he had some doubts in his heart.

Renekton paused for two seconds. Seeing that Ethan had no intention of stopping him, he finally answered the question:

"He calls himself 'The Fool'. He is the great master who controls the spiritual world. He is also the yellow and black king who controls good luck. He is also the beacon for every living being to pursue eternity. He lives above reality and the spiritual world. Currently, there are six angels serving him. On the side."

After introducing "The Fool", the students in the classroom, including Ethan, fell into deep thought.

Renekton looked around and sighed in his heart. I remember that my original plan was to add anchors for myself, but how could I end up promoting Klein's name?

"'The Fool'. Mr. Plak once mentioned this secret existence to me. He said that people from the Aurora Society had been searching for His favored ones and followers in Backlund."

Ethan whispered to himself, and then turned his head to look at Renekton for confirmation.

Renekton nodded slightly, confirming the other party's guess:

"Yes, there is His favored one in Backlund."

Miss "Justice", Miss "Magician", Mr. "Moon", and the future Mr. "Star" are all in Backlund. Every member of the Tarot Society can be regarded as Klein's favored one, including he himself.

After a slight pause, he tapped the small blackboard behind him twice, making a clicking sound.

After the students' attention returned to him, he continued:

"Continuing with our previous topic, I will introduce you to several spiritual creatures that are relatively safe and have very practical characteristics."

The interest of the students in the classroom was immediately aroused, and even Ethan straightened his posture slightly, looking like he was listening.

Renekton didn't pause, and then said:

"The first spiritual world creature is called White Paper. They are a very weak spiritual world creature. Their appearance is an almost transparent fuzzy bubble."

"Aside from the fact that it is a spiritual creature that is difficult to see by ordinary people, it has only one characteristic, which is that it can withstand certain extraordinary abilities of the contractor, but it cannot be too strong or too complicated."

"The spell is weak, but that doesn't mean it's impractical. It's just right for a new spiritual warlock."

As soon as Renekton finished speaking, there were soft sighs and some whispered discussions in the classroom:

"so amazing!"

"There are also such spiritual creatures that are really like blank sheets of paper used to record information!"

"I really want to summon this kind of 'blank paper' right now."

After allowing the students to discuss for a while, Renekton once again tapped the small blackboard behind him. After the surroundings calmed down, he began to introduce today's second spiritual creature:

"The second type of spiritual world creature is called the Rabbit of Knowledge. They are also relatively weak spiritual world creatures. They are friendly to humans and have a natural desire for knowledge. They rarely refuse summons."

"At the same time, they also have a lot of knowledge, can speak and write, and are proficient in multiple languages. They can quickly extract key points from a large amount of knowledge. They generally will not refuse requests for knowledge as reward. The teaching materials in your hands are I asked them to help me copy."

"Their summoning spell is: spirits wandering in illusion, friendly creatures that can communicate, rabbit-shaped spirits blessed by knowledge."

The students looked at each other for a while, and they suddenly felt like they were inferior to a rabbit.

The boy closest to Renekton murmured a few words in a low voice:

"In other words, if I ask the Knowledge Rabbit to help me extract the key points in the textbook, and the reward is the knowledge in the textbook, as the knowledge it has already mastered, it will not agree to my request?"

A young man with great ideas, he is suitable to be a spy. The Hidden Sage is happy to impart knowledge to you. Renekton sighed in his heart after hearing the other party's whispered words.

(End of this chapter)