Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 443 The vampire arrives

There was a slight pause in his words, and Renekton continued in a deep tone:

"The two systems do not conflict, and can even influence each other to bring about positive improvements."

While speaking, he closed his eyes and quickly entered a meditative state, sketching the brass ring in his mind while oscillating his spirituality rhythmically.

With a burst of light blue light like water waves, a somewhat incomplete ring emerged behind him. In the middle of the ring, a pattern of open pages was outlined by several twisted lines, as if it had substance. Flip quickly.

"As long as they master the corresponding knowledge, the spiritual world warlock can use the connection between himself and the spiritual world to mobilize the power of the spiritual world and complete the corresponding spell casting."

After a brief explanation, Renekton muttered in dragon language: "Frost!"

A stream of crystal blue light exploded under his feet in an instant, and a thin layer of white frost instantly condensed on the ground, quickly spreading to all sides. In a moment, the entire area that had been concealed by Botis turned silvery white.

Before everyone around him could react to the sudden drop in temperature, Renekton had already recited the second dragon language word in a low voice: "Sun!"

As he opened his hands, a magnificent, pure and blazing sunlight fell from the sky and enveloped the surroundings. The newly condensed white frost melted instantly, and the temperature that had dropped was also rising rapidly. In just a moment, people could feel it. The hot smell of summer.

The sudden appearance of the blazing sunlight lasted for about ten seconds before gradually fading away. After demonstrating the ability of the spiritual warlock, Renekton turned around and walked towards Botis who was standing aside, giving him a slight nod.

Botis nodded slowly, then raised his right hand and pulled it slowly. The surrounding secrets suddenly disappeared, the sunlight distorted by the shadows became bright again, and the chilly wind suddenly blew by, making the addicted The extraordinary people suddenly came back to their senses.

After doing all this, Botis turned his attention to Renekton again, and he asked curiously:

"The spiritual warlock system that focuses on knowledge should have quite a few entry requirements. How do you plan to spread this brand new system?"

Upon hearing Botis's question, the workers who were about to return to the factory to start working in the afternoon unconsciously slowed down their pace, lowered their voices, and all listened to Renekton's answer.

Renekton saw all this, and then deliberately raised his voice and replied:

"I plan to establish a relatively loose school. Anyone who is interested in spiritual warlocks can come and learn. Once the Pas Valley area stabilizes, this plan will begin to be promoted."

"Before this, I would explain some knowledge to the people who came to listen after each sermon."

"It seems that I also need to come to listen to your sermons more often." Botis chuckled and continued.

The workers around them also speeded up their pace after getting the answer. There was still a while before the afternoon working time, and they could still take a break in the work room before starting work.

After all the workers around him were gone, Botis spoke again:

"Have you seen that city just now?"

"It's been seen to some extent, but it's not real, at least not yet."

Renekton responded thoughtfully. He couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Botis's expression.

Although I don’t know what he was thinking of, I must have overthought it. It was just a three-dimensional cyberpunk city network map that I transformed.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then Botis whispered with sigh:

"As a mystic, I think I have been to a lot of places and seen a lot of scenery and folk customs, but when I saw that city, I still found it incredible. It was a picture that exceeded my imagination."

"Even though I am already a demigod, I still look forward to the future you are talking about."

"The future is bound to come, and it is driven by everyone and everything, but the specific future is determined by our efforts."

Renekton sighed with emotion.

Botis nodded noncommittally and quickly ignored the topic. He was now more curious about the Beyonder system that was independent of potions than in the future.

In the evening, Renekton returned to the hotel on the other side of the Pass River Valley, and was sitting by the fire enjoying the dinner brought by the hotel waiter, a fried rice mixed with barbecue, and a glass of fresh juice mixed with wine.

While he was enjoying his dinner with relish, his inspiration was suddenly touched. A crimson hazy moonlight shone in from the window and quickly reorganized in front of the window, revealing two figures wearing long black tuxedos.

While Renekton was chewing the roast meat in his mouth, he looked curiously at the two people who suddenly broke in.

The man at the head was a good-looking mixed-race man, estimated to be over 1.8 meters tall, with dark blond hair that was long and hanging down on his shoulders. His eyes were bright red like blood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, but because he was slightly tilted He held his chin and looked a little cold and distant.

He was wearing a long black tuxedo with a dark red inside. His standing posture and demeanor were slightly arrogant.

Next to him is a man wearing a long black tuxedo. His clothes and hair are meticulously taken care of. There are faint crow's feet between his eyebrows. He looks to be in his late thirties or close to fourteen years old. At ten years old, he behaves in an elegant and decent manner even though he is not aware of it.

He has a relatively strong figure and looks like a tough and healthy middle-aged gentleman. He also holds a black cane inlaid with dark green gems in his hand.

Whether it's the ability to turn into moonlight that they just showed, or the two pairs of bright red eyes, they all reveal their identities, the vampires! Moreover, he is also a vampire with a high rank!

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Renekton picked up the handkerchief placed aside and wiped his lips. Then he stood up from his seat, looked at the two vampires who were looking at him and said:

"Good evening, you two. Don't know what to call me?" "Bels." The young man at the head responded simply and with a rather arrogant look.

"Matthew Coons." The middle-aged gentleman who was slightly behind Bales responded with a smile.

Renekton nodded slightly and had no objection to their attitude. After all, the Vampires had engraved their arrogance into their bones.

He recalled the information he had received from the Church of Knowledge in his mind, and there really was information about these two vampires:

Bells, a blood count who is about 100 years old, is known as the "Scarlet Eye". He is very good at magic in the dark and strange fields. He can put a curse on any creature he sees. His fighting methods are very bloody.

Matthew Coins, a vampire who has lived for more than two hundred years, seems to have been a viscount a long time ago, but has never been promoted to an earl. He has a deep study of the moon and seems to have a close relationship with the Church of the Earth. for closeness.

Renekton quickly calmed down his thoughts, looked at the two vampires in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"Are the vampires just going to send you two to take action? The favored person of the original moon is preparing for the ceremony to be promoted to sequence three."

"Scarlet Eyes" Bells snorted and said in a disdainful tone:

"Of course not. We are just here to negotiate with you about the follow-up cooperation plan and the final division of the spoils."

"The minion of the original moon is just an ancient alchemist who is less than Sequence Three. The 'Full Moon' Grand Guild personally watches the battlefield. Under his gaze, no accidents can happen."

Renekton nodded lightly, without any intention of arguing with the other party, and said directly:

"The gains from individual battles belong to the individual, and the items obtained through cooperation and subsequent harvests will be distributed uniformly by the Church of Knowledge after everything is over."

To his surprise, the rather arrogant-looking vampire earl did not refute after he said that the spoils of war would be distributed uniformly by the Church of Knowledge. Instead, he calmly waited for his next words.

Also, although he looks young, this guy is actually an old man who has lived for hundreds of years and is no longer as impulsive as Emlyn.

He immediately stopped his thoughts and continued:

"The Church of Knowledge has no special need for these characteristics. The characteristics of the Moon Path can be selected by your vampires first. Similarly, the cultivator characteristics will be given priority to the Church of the Earth. There shouldn't be any vampires who want to jump to the path for promotion. ?”

"Of course not. This is a betrayal of the moon. Any vampire who jumps will no longer be a vampire!"

Bells frowned slightly and his tone became much lower, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

Renekton seemed to have not seen his expression and continued to talk to himself:

"The approximate time for action is within the next few days. In order to prevent possible accidents, we still need to make some preparations."

"You vampires can also take advantage of this time to make more arrangements, but it is best to be concealed enough and not expose yourself. The favored one of the original moon has many dolls in the Pas Valley. If he is aware of it in advance, It’s not going to be good when it comes to problems.”

"Puppet? That lunatic has really developed this kind of technology!" Matthew Coons frowned slightly and muttered.

Renekton looked at him curiously. The Vampire Viscount seemed to be very familiar with the Beloved of the Original Moon.

Before he could ask any questions, Matthew Coons explained to himself, as if he was telling a story:

"That was more than twenty years ago. It happened to be the night of the blood moon. I accidentally bumped into a few idiots who were performing rituals to pray for blessings from the original moon. They were already contaminated at the time, so I cleaned them up. He was born at that time, under the blood moon, crawling out of the belly of his mother whose body had mutated."

"He attracted the attention of the primitive moon as soon as he was born, or perhaps it was precisely because of the influence of the primitive moon that he crawled out of his mother's belly at that time."

"I originally planned to clean him up directly, but the people from the Church of the Earth arrived too quickly. I thought they would take care of the aftermath, so I left directly."

At this point, he paused and his tone became serious:

"But the development of the matter was obviously beyond my imagination. In less than a year, the bishop in charge of local affairs of the Earth Church defected. The church did not give a specific explanation, but only announced that he had been relieved of his duties and clergy status. , ha. But the truth is obvious, isn’t it?"

"It wasn't until two years ago that I met a primitive moon believer who called himself Thorik in Littlepur. My spiritual intuition and the special smell on his body told me that he was the one I met back then. baby."

"At that time, he was just a druid and was seeking the opportunity to be promoted to an ancient alchemist. I had brief contact with him, and he always gave me a very dangerous feeling. In addition, he is not an extraordinary person of the moon path. , I gave up my plan to hunt him.”

The expression on Bales's face gradually became shocked and solemn as Matthew narrated. He looked at Matthew in surprise and said:

"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"

(End of this chapter)