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Chapter 501 A deserted city

In the land abandoned by the gods, Renekton walked about two kilometers forward after crossing the evil forest, and encountered a city that had mostly collapsed and nearly three-quarters of it was in ruins.

The city is large enough to be worth three afternoon towns, and the buildings here are not as uneven as those in the afternoon towns. They are built very regularly and the size is closer to the houses that normal human beings live in.

The houses here are mainly red, and each house has a sloping spire and is paved with dark red tiles. Buildings similar to bell towers are scattered irregularly on the streets, with patterns of huge crosses and suns carved on them, surrounded by other buildings. Inlaid with dim crystals, the building materials of the surrounding houses are not uniform. There are slates stained with a layer of jet black, metal covered with rust, and bricks made of clay.

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

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

Almost all the houses on both sides of the street are not well preserved. Almost all the doors and windows are damaged. The walls are full of large and small holes, but there are also some signs of repair.

Although the houses built with boulders around the Giants' Court are a bit simpler and rougher, they are indeed better able to withstand the test of time.

Renekton sighed as he walked around the street.

The deep blue glow in his eyes slowly flowed, and one mysterious and strange symbol after another was outlined in his pupils.

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

After looking around for a moment, he discovered that there were many pipes made of gray stones and rusty and corroded metal between the houses here. These pipes connected the entire city as a whole.

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

Dozens of gray and white stone pillars that can only be surrounded by two people holding each other support the high dome. The decoration on the plane and ceiling of the hall emphasizes the dynamic curves. The walls are highly concave and convex, and the decoration is rich and even a bit exaggerated. The hall is approximately olive-shaped in plan, surrounded by some irregular small prayer rooms, and there are also living courtyards around it.

The material of this building seems to be quite special. After a long time of baptism, it only suffered a small collapse, and most parts are still intact.

In the vision of Renekton's secret-seeing eyes, the entire huge building exudes a bright spiritual light, with bright gold, crimson and light blue intertwined, like the stars at night and the sun and red moon embedded in it.

The palace itself is a magical object. It combines the characteristics of so many different paths and can still maintain a delicate balance. This shows that the craftsmen who built it at that time were themselves extraordinary people with a high level. Well... coincidence cannot be ruled out. Condition.

Muttering a few words in his mind, Renekton took out a light yellow paper figurine from his arms and waved it twice in the air.

The paper man came out instantly, twisted and expanded in the air, scattering bright starlight, and soon transformed into a figure exactly like Renekton.

His eyes shone with pure light, giving people an unusually sacred and intelligent feeling, but they also seemed quite cold and without warmth.

Renekton then raised his hand to hold it in mid-air, and then dragged it. A thick shadow curtain instantly formed, completely covering his figure and disappearing into the quiet darkness.

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

At the entrance is a spacious prayer hall. Directly in front of the hall is an unusually ferocious, upside-down statue of a god.

A tall, majestic figure with an unusually hideous face was tied to a huge cross. The cross was inserted upside down on the ground, and behind it was a black disk like a shining sun, with many strange symbols and symbols painted on it. The mysterious pattern looks extremely evil and twisted.

Under the statue of the god, there is a group of neatly arranged dolls. They are also wearing clergy robes. Some of their exposed limbs are made of wood, and some are made of metal. They kneel on the ground with a very pious posture, facing the evil statue in front of them. praying.

The prayer hall was quiet, and there was no light at all. There were no wall lamps or candles on the walls on both sides. It seemed that there was no need for lighting. On the altar in front, the candles had burned out for an unknown period of time, leaving only A trace of a candle burning.

The floors and walls here are surprisingly clean, as if someone cleans them every day.

The paper man turned into Renekton and wandered around twice in the prayer hall with stiff movements. He did not touch the statue of the gods on the altar in front and the dolls that looked like they were praying devoutly. He just looked at them a few meters away. After one glance, he turned and walked towards the area behind the prayer hall.

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

At the end of the corridor is a relatively wide garden, decorated with rockeries, waterless rivers and lakes, surrounded by artificial flowers and trees made of colored paper, wooden sticks and thin sheets of metal. They are very well preserved and have no There was no trace of decay or dilapidation, not even dust.

In the garden, roads paved with gravel slabs extend in all directions, and signs written in Giant language are erected at the intersections:

"Courtyard No. 1, Courtyard No. 3, cultivation room, doll workshop."

The paper man Renekton read out the logo on the sign in front of him word by word. His voice was hoarse like an old machine, as if it would disintegrate at any time. Then he paused in place as if the signal was not good, and after a while, he started to move stiffly towards the direction of "Courtyard No. 1".

Before he had taken two steps, he suddenly bumped into a doll dressed as a gardener and holding a pair of scissors, but he was very picky.

Its structure is very simple, as if it was pieced together randomly with a few materials. The face is a huge bird skull with strange patterns, and its two arms are pieced together randomly with wood, iron blocks and nails. The gray Under the coarse cloth robe there are three parts that look like claws and legs.

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

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

Click!

Bang!

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

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

In the darkness outside the palace building, in a hidden space, Renekton held a transparent crystal ball in his left hand, exuding misty starlight and illuminating the surroundings.

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

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

"It's a pity that Klein has just been promoted to Secret Puppet Master and is still far from being an ancient scholar."

With a sigh, Renekton removed the secrets in the surrounding area. He raised his head and stared at the majestic palace in front of him. His eyes flashed for a moment and became extremely deep. He obviously lost focus and his eyes were blank.

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

Is there danger, but the level of danger is constantly changing? After frowning for a moment, he gave up his plan to explore this magnificent palace now, and prepared to have Klein help him hold the battle above the gray mist after the next tarot meeting.

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

Walking on the silent streets, Renekton did not encounter any attacks from monsters hidden in the darkness. It was so safe that it was not like a place abandoned by the gods.

Suddenly there was a thick gray mist pouring out of his field of vision. A deep red light rose from the gray mist, and finally condensed into a blurry figure of a female sitting at the desk praying. At the same time, his ears echoed with " Magician Forsi's voice:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I would like to seek some help from Mr. White Tower. I need him to record some demigod-level spells in 'Lemanor's Travel Notes', which are related to our assassination of the Aurora Society tomorrow. I will pay equivalent compensation for your actions, sir."

Renekton raised his head slightly, stared at the figure sitting above the gray mist, nodded slightly and said:

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

"Yes, record above the gray fog."

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

Then the gray fog in front of his eyes quickly faded, and his vision returned to darkness illuminated by misty stars.

"The grudge between Mr.

Muttering a few words in a low voice, Renekton continued walking on the pothole-filled streets for about a quarter of an hour, when a relatively well-preserved house appeared in front of him.

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

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 502 Doll

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The floor in the house has been weathered for too long, and there is a cracking sound with every step.

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

Most of the doors and windows in the house have long since decayed and disappeared. Only the room on the far right still retains an intact vermilion wooden door.

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

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

The layout and style of the room is very simple. There is only a wooden bed with intricate old-fashioned carvings and a table and chair. There is a copper lampstand on the table. In addition, there are many large and small metal bars placed on it. , wood blocks and dyed linen.

There is a painted glass window on the right side of the door. The painting on it has almost completely faded and turned gray.

Lying on the wooden bed was a rather exquisitely dressed doll. The face carved out of wood was painted with bright makeup. It also wore a black pointed hat decorated with flowers on its head, and was wearing a black and white t-shirt. Classical court dress.

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

Snapped!

Renekton suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the dots of light centered around him, creating clear and bright ripples.

The light blue starlight quickly turned into bright gold, dyeing the surrounding area with a layer of gold. The pure and clear light illuminated every corner of the surrounding area, turning it into darkness without leaving any shadow.

Under the clear and pale golden light, the items in the entire room quickly decayed and weathered, breaking into little pieces and falling to the floor.

".Why did you destroy my home?"

".Why did you destroy my home?"

A hoarse, immature little girl's voice echoed in the room over and over again. It seemed like she hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was a little low and intermittent. She spoke it several times in a row before it gradually became clear.

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

The place where the wooden bed used to be was empty, with ashes piled on the ground. A doll wearing a classical palace dress and a pointed black soft hat decorated with flowers stood there quietly, its empty eyes dead. Renekton.

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

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

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

"What happened to this city? Where is that palace in the center of the city?"

"Why did you turn into dolls? Or maybe everyone in this city has turned into such dolls?"

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

As if being touched by Renekton's words, the doll whose face was carefully painted with paint turned its head stiffly twice, as if it had been rusted internally for too long.

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

Click! Click!

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

Renekton narrowed his eyes and raised his hand again to snap his fingers.

The clear and pale golden light in the illusion disappeared instantly. Without the suppression of the aura of the sun domain, the shaking of the doll's body suddenly slowed down.

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

After a moment, it stopped shaking, its nearly folded head slowly raised, and the face that had been carefully painted with paint became distorted and vivid.

The carved mouth opened and closed, and a childish, emotionless voice came from the doll:

"The Lord has abandoned us. The secret angels guarding Cecilia are crazy, the high priest is crazy, the clergy of the Zenith Church are also crazy, the guardians in the city are also crazy, everyone is crazy."

"Darkness swallowed everything. We lost light, food, water, faith, and hope."

"'Wise Man' Amoye proposed to abandon the useless body and integrate the soul into the doll. The doll does not need food or water, and will no longer attract the attention and attacks of monsters in the dark."

"Some people are willing, some people are not willing, until one day, they all disappeared. Dad, mother, and brother no one used oil to protect my body. I couldn't move. I just sat there like this. Sit there."

"I'm so scared, so scared."

The puppet's voice became increasingly shrill, and its body shook uncontrollably. The paint on its face was like a layer of sticky liquid, slowly floating, and dark liquid leached from the eyes, nose, and mouth.

Chi!Chi!Chi!

The sharp and rusty iron thorns often extend and penetrate the classical palace dress on the doll. The hands and feet simply pieced together with wood blocks and iron sheets are covered with barbs, like thick thorns. The hard black short hair pierced the gloves, shoes and socks on it. It suddenly couldn't stand and fell to the ground, its body squirming like a snake, and its mouth kept murmuring:

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

Dark, viscous liquid continued to seep out of its body, carrying a pungent stench. The thick black barbs undulated rhythmically, like some kind of animal stretching its scales.

Renekton lowered his head slightly, looking down at the doll lying on the floor, struggling for help, and recited a dragon word in a low voice:

"captivity!"

Bright stars surrounded him, flying away one after another and landing on the doll.

The starlight condensed instantly, creating a huge transparent amber, which contained the twisted and ferocious doll and restricted it to its original position.

Click! Click! Click!

The movement of the doll was restricted, and the sound of collapse caused by improper operation of parts resounded in its body.

Its arms, head, and legs were all broken to varying degrees. Parts like gears and nails were constantly falling from its body. Its right hand was completely separated from its body, and its head hung down weakly.

Oh!

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

The birdcage is covered with sharp iron thorns stained with black sticky liquid. There are many metal gears and pipes densely distributed inside, but most of them have collapsed, and the dark sticky liquid is everywhere.

In the middle, there is a glass jar connected with brass-colored metal. It is filled with a light yellow liquid that looks like pus. There is also a human with maggots squirming and dark red bloodshot eyes soaked in the liquid. brain.

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

Renekton sighed, and as he raised his right hand, clear and bright starlight gathered in his hand. The light blue starlight gradually turned white, swirling into golden illusory flames, condensing into the shape of a spear.

The blazing white spear came out of the hand at the moment it was formed, penetrated the transparent amber condensed by starlight, and sank straight into the glass jar at the chest of the doll.

The sound of broken glass sounded, and at the same time, the pale gold flame spread all over the doll, burning it into drops of transparent liquid and a ball of gray-black ashes.

After the doll was completely burned by the flames, green light spots separated from the ashes on the floor and slowly gathered into shape.

The result was a doll the size of a baby's fist, simply wrapped in strips of cloth and sawdust.

Renekton glanced briefly, then bent down to pick it up from the floor.

It curled up into a ball, with a face on the front and back of its head. One was numb and cold, without any expression, and the other was twisted and ferocious, full of madness.

"The equivalent of half a corpse collector."

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

After muttering a few words in a low voice, Renekton tossed the strange puppet around twice, turned around and left the house.

With his departure, the room returned to darkness. The only remaining floors and walls in the room seemed to have experienced a long time in an instant, becoming dilapidated, decayed, and full of large and small cracks.

On the empty street, Renekton stopped moving forward. The dark blue glow flowing in his eyes gradually deepened, and his right hand drew a symbol representing "secret" in the air.

An invisible curtain dropped from mid-air, covering the surrounding area. The space instantly became distorted, cut into two parts, and hid the area where it was.

This section of the street seems to have suddenly become much narrower, but upon closer inspection, there seems to be some change.

In the hidden space, an invisible servant held a crystal ball that emitted misty starlight and illuminated the surroundings.

Snapped!

A clear snap of fingers sounded, and bright stars fell down bit by bit, condensing into tables and chairs that sparkled with starlight.

Renekton was half-lying on a chair surrounded by starlight. Suddenly, a thick gray mist surged in front of his eyes, and crimson light rose like a tide, instantly drowning all sight.

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

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

"Good morning, Mr. White Tower."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 503 Divination

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

"Justice" Audrey, who is good at observing, explained enthusiastically:

"We plan to take action this afternoon. There will be a hidden gathering of Beyonders composed of the Aurora Society. Mr. X will be the convener of the gathering."

After hearing this, Renekton nodded calmly and said, "What kind of extraordinary abilities at the demigod level do you want to record?"

"Magician" Forsi immediately answered:

"Anyone with powerful attack capabilities, someone who can disrupt the battlefield, or someone with powerful control capabilities can be used."

After a pause, she felt that what she had just said was a bit too much, so she chuckled and changed her words:

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

"Okay." Renekton nodded slightly, tapped the table in front of him with his right hand twice, and pointed to the dark brown "Lemanro's Travel Notes" in front of him.

"Magician" Forsi understood instantly, nodded, and pushed the parchment-bound books in front of him to Renekton, who was opposite the long bronze table.

Renekton flipped through it briefly and found that it contained five pages of "flash" and three pages of "traveler's door". In addition, there were some more common extraordinary abilities for hunters and warriors.

The sequence of recorded extraordinary abilities is uneven. It should be that Lawrence took this book to watch some battles between extraordinary people and recorded the extraordinary abilities.

After pondering for a moment, Renekton suddenly stood up from his seat, saluted "The Fool" Klein at the top of the mottled long table:

"Dear Mr. Fool, can I use some more destructive extraordinary abilities here?"

it's here? This is Mr. Fool's Kingdom of God. Isn't it too arrogant to use extraordinary abilities here? "Moon" Emlyn sighed in his heart with confusion and surprise.

"Justice" Audrey held the edge of the long bronze table with no obvious change in her expression, and curiously observed Renekton's movements and expressions. Mr. "White Tower" seemed very sure that Mr. "The Fool" would agree to his request.

Klein, who was sitting leisurely on the high-backed chair, tapped the edge of the table twice with his fingers and said:

"can."

As he finished speaking, the gray fog outside the grand palace suddenly surged, and a square made of gray and white marble with twelve towering gray and white stone pillars suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

this! A square just appeared? "Magician" Forsi and "Moon" Emlyn were shocked at the same time.

While Audrey was trying to keep her expression calm, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Although she had seen Mr. Fool build this magnificent and ancient palace with a wave of his hand, seeing such a miracle again was still shocking. Shocking! Mr. "Fool" is not only kind, he is completely friendly to our members of the Tarot Society.

Renekton took Lemanro's travel notebook and walked to the gray square in front of Gao Lao's palace, turning the book onto the burnt yellow paper that could record the abilities of the demigod.

The deep blue and almost purple glow in his eyes suddenly surged, outlining one mysterious symbol after another. He stretched out his right hand forward and held it in mid-air, pulling out a quiet night.

The entire gray square instantly disappeared from the eyes of the Tarot Club members in the ancient palace. No matter their eyes, smell, or spiritual intuition, they could not feel the existence of the square just now.

"Disappeared!" "Moon" Emlyn said in surprise.

He looked at the place where the gray-white square disappeared, and then at Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the long mottled table without showing any signs of expression. Then he belatedly silenced and continued to look at the empty space. The fog of things.

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

Renekton chuckled and sighed: "I'm pretty lucky. I can successfully record it in one go with such a low probability."

On the other side, Klein, who was sitting on a high-backed chair and casting his gaze on the hidden square through controlling the space above the gray fog, couldn't help but sigh in his heart about luck. It's really metaphysics, oh no, mysticism. When will the "yellow and black king in charge of good luck" come true!

The gray-white square used to display and record extraordinary abilities was hidden, which made "Moon" Emlyn, "Magician" Forsi, and "Justice" Audrey, who had originally planned to watch, look back with regret.

About two or three minutes later, the calm gray fog around suddenly surged, and a square with traces of lightning strikes and burns everywhere was revealed. The twelve gray-white stone pillars originally erected on the edge of the square were all broken, leaving only a piece of land. Scattered stones.

The bright stars surged out from the gray mist in the distance and converged on the high-backed chair belonging to the "White Tower".

Starlights reunited inside, revealing Renekton's figure.

Renekton handed the "Lemanor's Travel Notes" in his hand, which had already recorded extraordinary abilities, in front of "Magician" Forsi. "The extraordinary abilities of the three demigod levels have been recorded."

"Two mysterious reappearances, 'Land of Night' can pull a certain area into a hidden state, create an uninterrupted battlefield, and also block the ability of 'Traveler' to roam in the spiritual world; 'Mermaid' can make objects in a certain area Become transparent, illusory, and turn into a pile of foam, which can be used to escape pursuit or avoid attacks."

"There is also a 'Darkness-Free Spear' that I recreated. It has a stronger physical destructive ability than the original 'Darkness-Free Spear', but its ability to purify areas such as corruption and filth has been weakened."

It's amazing. Mr. "White Tower" seems to have mastered many spells with different effects, and he can also develop his own spells. It's really enviable! I wonder what kind of abilities the "spectator" will have after becoming a demigod, and whether he can develop some special spells on his own. Audrey leaned forward slightly, leaning her hands against the edge of the long bronze table, her thoughts wandering away.

"Magician" Forsi took Lemanno's travel notes and flipped through them, discovering that in addition to the three agreed-upon extraordinary abilities at the demigod level, there were also a few more "Lightning Strikes" and "Fire Crow Techniques" extraordinary ability.

After reading it briefly, Forsi closed the book, looked up at Renekton, nodded slightly and said:

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

"I will give you the agreed upon reward before tomorrow's tarot session begins."

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

Renekton nodded in response and looked sideways at Klein, the Fool, who was at the top.

The latter's figure shrouded in gray mist nodded slightly, and tapped the edge of the table twice with his right hand. A crimson light instantly rose up, engulfing Renekton.

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

In the land abandoned by the gods, on the hidden streets of the abandoned city, Renekton held the doll he had just obtained. His eyes gradually darkened, and his eyes obviously lost focus and became confused.

In this state, a picture began to appear in his mind:

In a room illuminated by dim candlelight, the walls were decorated with many brass-colored gears and dried flowers. A middle-aged woman wearing a dark classical robe, whose appearance was unclear, walked out of the door carrying something that looked like a dinner plate. When I came in, there was some strange food on the plate, a cup of strange black and viscous liquid, a plate of sawdust, and a few pieces of iron.

The same scene repeats over and over again, just like the daily routine that the previous doll has experienced.

As the picture floats, there are fewer and fewer dried flowers on the walls of the room, and the gears are gradually removed, becoming new food on the dinner plate.

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

As the scene progressed, Renekton felt strong emotional fluctuations, which came from the mental imprint left by the doll whose characteristics were combined.

Renekton's divination seemed to have touched it, and confusion, fear, crazy emotions, and the urge to tear everything apart grew in his heart.

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

Its vision was strange. The surrounding darkness turned blood-red in its eyes. The surrounding walls and ground were filled with twisted and ferocious monsters.

Its mood seemed to be particularly high. The weird environment and monsters around it did not scare it, but instead aroused the most primitive madness. It tore apart all the twisted monsters around it that tried to attack it.

This blood-red, weird picture in my mind did not last long. It returned to the bed in the room again, but this time there was no dim candlelight lighting up the room, and there was no person who came in with a dinner plate. The appearance of the room can only be seen clearly through the silvery white light when lightning strikes outside.

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

Renekton looked at the doll in his hand. Dots of starlight were floating around and then quickly disappeared.

The person holding it can see some spirits invisible to the naked eye. By infusing it with spirituality, it can be brought to life for a short time. The negative effects are: the holder is eager to communicate with others and longs for light, and will transform into a monster in the dark. Talking to it will turn it into a monster.

"Forget it, it's not a complete 'Corpse Collector' feature anyway, let's keep it as a collection of stories with an unhappy ending. Maybe it will have some unexpected uses in the future."

Renekton whispered to himself and canceled his plan to destroy it and recover its properties.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 504 Assassination Operation

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

The moment these symbols were formed, the starlight instantly condensed, creating a translucent gray-white amber that completely sealed the doll.

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

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

After estimating the time, "Magician" Forsi and "Justice" Audrey and the others had discussed their actions for the afternoon, Renekton began to pray to Klein and expressed his needs.

Above the gray mist, Klein sat on the high-backed chair belonging to The Fool. Directly opposite the mottled long table, an extremely restrained and gloomy figure wearing a black robe sat there.

Klein leaned back and lightly leaned against the back of the chair. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand placed under the long bronze table lightly tapped twice, as if pulling invisible threads.

The "World" sitting directly under the mottled long table raised his head to face the "Fool" at the top. His expression was still gloomy and restrained, but it was a little more lively.

After looking at each other, "The World" sitting at the bottom stood up and saluted:

"Good morning, dear Mr. Fool."

Klein, who was sitting at the top, nodded gracefully, then took a screenshot of the scene of Renekton praying and showed it to the "world". After a moment of pause, he would recreate a scene of Will Asceptin's dream. information disclosed.

"The World" nodded slightly, completely transforming himself into the identity of Gehrman Sparrow and said:

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

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

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

In the afternoon, they were in an abandoned hospital building near the outskirts of Backlund's North District.

Forsi was wearing a gray-white cloak, a hood on his head, a scarf on his face, and thick black-rimmed glasses on his nose, making himself look completely different from his usual self.

The wrist of her left hand was gently pressed on her lower abdomen, and her right hand seemed very relaxed, still shaking back and forth as she moved.

It's not easy to find a reason to fool Xio. For this reason, I specifically asked Mr. "Moon" to take the time to go to the bar where she often takes tasks and post a task that she will definitely take, so that I can have a chance. Take her place in today's extraordinary gathering convened by Mr.

I don't know how prepared Miss Justice and Mr. Moon are. The people attending the party wrapped themselves up so tightly that they couldn't tell who was Miss Justice and Mr. Moon.

Be calm, calm, and collect your thoughts. You can't show too much obvious malice, not even in your heart. After going through the "divineer" stage, Mr.

After some intense mental activity, Forsi passed the pre-party inspection and chose a seat on the right hand side near the wall in the party hall to sit down.

As the wild Beyonders hidden in the metropolis of Backlund gradually entered the scene, the party finally began.

Forsi kept scanning the surroundings with her peripheral vision, trying to find people who might be her companions. Maybe she wasn't observing carefully enough, or maybe her friends at the Tarot party were pretending too well until the party. Towards the end, she also failed to find the person who might be "Justice" and "The Moon".

When Mr.

Before everyone at the party noticed the anomaly and reacted, an invisible force that acted on the soul erupted. Everyone in the room felt as if they were facing a terrifying dragon, panicking and causing chaos.

The "shock" from "psychiatrist" Audrey, although the effect of "shock" acting on a range is not as good as targeting only one person, her purpose has been achieved.

Clap!

The moment "shock" appeared, there was a sound of breaking glass, as if someone couldn't hold the thing in his hand because he couldn't resist the effect of "shock".

A light yellow gas with a powerful paralyzing effect quickly spread out.

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

Mr.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wrapped in thick black mist appeared next to Mr. X. He moved very fast, dragging a gray and black afterimage behind him.

The nails on his extended right hand sprouted an extra section with mysterious symbols and patterns. They glowed with a dark green metallic luster and looked extremely sharp and cold. They clawed directly at Mr. X's right chest.

Mr. X's figure disappeared instantly and reappeared, already by Audrey's side.

The psychiatrist's "Frenzy!" Mr.

The shadows in the room suddenly surged, condensing into illusory but solid black shackles, binding and dragging Mr.

After solidifying into dark shackles, the surrounding shadows did not stop, but were still surging rapidly, rising like water, trying to drown the few people who were sabotaging the party.

Audrey, who was surrounded by shadows, felt uneasy in her heart. Although the current situation had not exceeded her previous expectations, it was the first time she participated in such a battle between extraordinary people. She was still a little uneasy.

A faint blue light flashed through the starry door covered with mysterious patterns, and Lawrence, wearing a black woolen coat and a half-high black top hat, appeared in the hall.

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

All the Extraordinaries and organizers of the party who were participating in the party disappeared. Only Audrey, who had not yet fully recovered, Forsi, who was flipping through "Lemanno's Travel Notes", and Mr. X were left in the hall. Emlyn was entangled with each other, and Lawrence, whose expression could not be seen, had a book in his blue eyes that was constantly turning.

"I come, I witness, I record."

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

Mr. A second or two.

Lawrence. Is he already the "Recorder" of Sequence Six? How can this be?

What ability is this? Does the Abraham family also have this magical item in their collection that specifically suppresses "flash" and "teleportation"?

Thoughts passed through his mind one after another. Mr.

"Flashing" again, after putting some distance away from Emlyn, Mr. X reflected an illusory, slowly turning book in his eyes:

"I come, I see, I remember."

"Frenzy!"

The next moment, Mr.

The intense mental damage directly interrupted his spellcasting action.

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

puff!

The sound of sharp claws tearing flesh was particularly clear in the quiet room. Emlyn, with a pair of illusory bat wings growing out of his back, appeared behind Mr. X and thrust his right hand straight into his chest.

The severe pain brought the distracted Mr.

"Moon Paper Man?" Emlyn exclaimed in surprise. As a vampire, he didn't even have such a life-saving item. He didn't expect that Mr.

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

His eyes were bloodshot and he looked a little frantic. He reached into his pocket and took out a bloody finger. Under the horrified looks of Forsi and Audrey, he put the finger into his mouth and chewed it, letting out a chuckle. Boom sound.

The flesh and blood on his body squirmed quickly, and the muscles all over his body swelled and swelled, growing reddish flesh buds one after another, intertwined with each other, forming a tough and solid armor of flesh and blood.

Forsi stopped flipping through "Lemanno's Travel Notes" and directly stimulated an extraordinary ability on it.

Pieces of red rose up in front of her, turning into red crows surrounded by flames one after another, circling and flying towards Mr.

The flame crow collided with him, roaring and setting off a burst of red fire.

Emlyn immediately threw out a bottle of golden potion that had been prepared.

Wow!

The glass bottle shattered in the layers of explosions of fire, and the golden liquid inside evaporated instantly, dyeing the ever-rising red flames golden with a strong aura of the sun.

"Shock!"

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

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 505 The End

roar~

An almost beastly roar rang out in the firelight. Mr.

The intertwined flesh buds on his body were squirming like little worms, full of feelings of madness and depravity. The flesh on the surface was scorched black by the flames, and green and black smoke kept rising, and his blue eyes were faintly stained. On scarlet.

Lawrence's figure flickered and instantly appeared between Audrey and Mr.

His eyes reflected an illusory, slowly turning book.

He raised his hands flat, and his body was dyed with a dazzling golden color. A tide of pure golden light surged out of his body and condensed into a barrier of light in front of him.

boom!

Mr.

The surrounding darkness and shadows began to squirm in an instant, turning into solid shackles that tightly imprisoned Mr.

"Hahaha~"

"The shadows are my Lord's domain."

Mr.

The surrounding shadows suddenly came to life, rising up like water, locking everyone in the room in place. The shadows under them suddenly came to life, turning into a dark human figure and standing up from the ground.

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

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

He opened his arms as if embracing the sun.

The next moment, a magnificent, pure and blazing beam of light descended from the sky, covering everything around him. The human figures formed by the condensed shadows evaporated instantly. The expression of Mr. The worm-like squirming flesh buds became even more crazy.

Boom!

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

Mr.

Forsi continued to flip through the book in his hand without raising his head. A stream of silver lightning with a paralyzing effect fell on Mr. X, disintegrating into electric snakes scurrying all over the floor.

The random current and strong paralysis effect made Audrey, who was hiding aside, feel a slightly numb and tingling sensation on her skin. Under the gray hood, her hair stood on end under the action of static electricity.

An illusory book flipped rapidly in Lawrence's blue eyes:

"I come, I see, I record."

After a brief chant, little bits of blazing white light accumulated in his hands, condensing into a blazing white, scorching radiant spear.

The moment the spear took shape, it came out of his hand. The blazing white light enveloped Mr.

It lasted for about five or six seconds before the surrounding brilliant whiteness faded away.

Emlyn rubbed his eyes in discomfort, took out a light brown glass vial from his pocket, and dripped the liquid inside into his eyes.

After blinking twice and feeling that his eyes were finally comfortable, he said unhappily:

"I hate the sun!"

"Old man, why don't you say hello before you use this extraordinary ability? I was almost blinded."

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

Unexpectedly, the other party apologized so simply. Emlyn felt as if he was making trouble just now. He pursed his lips in embarrassment and said:

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

As Forsi got closer, he bit his finger and smeared his own blood on the dark brown book cover.

After smearing the blood and eliminating the negative effects of Lemanno's travel notes, she handed the book to Lawrence and said:

"Mr. Lawrence, you need to re-record a few 'flash', 'teleport' and solar domain spells above. This is the reward agreed upon by Mr. Moon and I."

Lawrence took Lemanno's travel notes handed over by Fors, then flipped through them twice before nodding lightly and saying:

"No problem, I will complete the spells above and give them to you in two days."

Then he turned his head and looked at Audrey who was approaching and said:

"And this lady, I will give you the fruit of the Tree of Elders today. The spinal fluid of the Black Hunter Lizard needs to wait for a while. This material is not in Loen. You can prepare the cash during this time. ."

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

Lawrence nodded gently and his eyes fell on the slowly gathering light spots on the floor. He seemed extremely calm at this moment, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he had been distracted. After a while, until the characteristics precipitated from Mr.

His whole body seemed to feel a lot more relaxed at this moment, and even the feeling of old age and twilight in his body seemed to be reduced.

After adjusting his emotions, he turned his head and looked at Forsi and said:

"Forsi, the extraordinary characteristics of Louis Wayne belong to you, which can be regarded as your reward."

"If you don't need this property for the time being, you can choose to make it into a magical item. However, when you need to use it to prepare potions later, you will need angel-level power to crush it. You can choose on your own."

"In other words, angels can crush magical items and restore them to the extraordinary properties needed to prepare potions?"

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

Lawrence nodded slightly and said:

"That's right, extraordinary beings at the angel level have completely broken away from the category of humans. In ancient times, they were still called slaves of gods."

"Ready to leave."

As he finished speaking, Lawrence turned over the book in his hand, revealing a burnt page with many strange symbols and patterns painted on it, as well as bubbles floating in the air.

As the effect of the mysterious reappearance of the "Land of Night" used before ended, several people returned to the hall where the party was held. All the people who originally participated in the party had left, leaving only the Beyonders of the Aurora Society standing guard around.

The moment several people were revealed, the shadows in the room flowed turbulently. Everything touched by the shadows was corroded by the fallen power, stained with a layer of sticky black, or corroded and broken instantly.

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

Under the corrosion of shadow, these bubbles instantly turned black, burst, and disappeared.

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

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

Mysterious Reappearance is really useful. The various effects are both powerful and practical. Unlike the Diviner, the extraordinary abilities are flashy, but they are not powerful enough. It does not start to get better until the "Secret Puppet Master" stage.

But is that guy Emlyn's reward for borrowing Lemanno's travel notes? He also specifically designated "flash", "teleportation" and the extraordinary abilities of the solar field. What does he want to do? Hunting artificial vampires? But doesn't he already have the extraordinary characteristics of the Crimson Scholar?

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

In the vast hall in the center of the deserted city in the land abandoned by the gods, bright stars surged into the prayer hall.

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

"The body is gradually decaying, and this palace is very unfriendly to flesh and blood life."

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

The effect is not very good. The negative effects here are naturally resistant to the purifying power of the sun field?

As his thoughts floated around, Renekton looked up at the dome of the prayer hall, a deep blue glow flowing in his eyes. In his sight, everything in the prayer hall was covered with a layer of spiritual light, amidst light blue. , the deep red and golden colors flow slowly, seeming to form a dynamic balance.

Snapped!

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

The dolls that were kneeling in front of the inverted statue suddenly came to life. Their bodies were trembling slightly on the ground, and their lips, which were made of wooden blocks and carved, opened and closed, making hoarse and unpleasant sounds:

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

"The Great Lord. The Last Day"

"Please redeem us"

The prayers of the puppets lying on the ground gradually became noisy and chaotic. They seemed to be competing with each other to see whose voice was louder, whose prayers were more pious, and whose posture was more serious.

During this process, these dolls gradually became distorted, and the facial features painted with oil paint on their faces became ferocious and terrifying. Iron filings and barbs began to grow out of their bodies, just like the down and scales on animals. , still floating up and down slowly.

In the sight of the Secret Eye, Renekton could clearly see that the bodies of these dolls were all covered with a dark curtain, full of depravity, filth and madness.

There is a feeling of being one with this temple. Has this temple, which was made into a magical object, polluted them, or have these dolls discovered mutations and polluted the temple in reverse?

(End of this chapter)