Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

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)