Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 456 Dividing the battlefield
Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly. He was very familiar with this voice. It came from the crazy primordial moon's descendant Thorik. He was still alive, and he might even have achieved the conditions required for the promotion ceremony with the help of the recent incident!

The deep blue and almost purple light in Renekton's eyes swelled for a moment, and then quickly subsided. He restrained the urge to use the Eye of Peeping. If you take a casual glance here, you may see something on the moon due to mystical connections. The pair of sisters are a little too dangerous.

He looked around with cold eyes, and pieces of starlight appeared around him. Then he quickly raised his body and reached the sky.

The deep blue and almost purple light in the eyes converged, reflecting a bright galaxy. The bright stars emerged one after another around them, one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

Under the light curtain that was difficult for ordinary people and extraordinary people to see, a bright starry sky emerged. The blue stars quickly turned into brilliant gold, the clear and pure sunlight scattered from the sky, and the night turned into day in the blink of an eye.

Renekton's eyes shone with pure light, giving people a feeling of being extremely holy and full of wisdom, but also seemed quite cold and without warmth.

The Hidden Sage is connected to Renekton in some unknown way. Some are like the spiritual communication of the War Bishop. I can easily use the knowledge, power and personality of the Hidden Sage, but I will also be oppressed by his madness. own spirit and will.

Renekton didn't think too much. In this state, he was under a lot of mental pressure.

The stars that shed bright sunshine in the sky fell one by one, and magnificent and pure blazing light spots fell from the sky, dragging out a long pale gold stream in the sky, and even the air seemed to be dyed with a layer of gold.

These light spots seemed to fall on every mutated creature accurately, as if consciously.

Those plants and trees with ferocious and scarlet mouths that constantly prayed to the primitive moon let out screams. As wisps of blue-black smoke floated from their bodies, their life characteristics returned to normal, and the pollution they received was purified. It was clean, but its appearance had not completely changed back, and it still looked a little ferocious and twisted.

Those mutated monsters and long-dead corpses are truly and completely dead. Although they still look weird, there is no longer any pollution.

The pale golden light rain lasted for nearly half a minute, until the last golden star floating in the sky fell, and the majestic and pervasive aura of the sun was gradually replaced by the crimson moonlight.

Renekton raised his head somewhat suddenly. The light curtain that originally covered the sky had disappeared. Along with it, there was the shadow of the bound god hanging upside down on the tree that was projected through the spiritual world.

Feeling that the connection between the Hidden Sage and himself had been severed, Renekton breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that if the time was longer, his mental state would be irreversibly affected.

Although I experienced the strength and character of a serial archangel with the help of the Hidden Sage, it would take me at least a month or two to fully adjust my mental state with this half-minute experience card.

Cursing in his heart, Renekton looked down with a deep gaze, trying to find the rising original Moon Favorite through prophecies and stop him. It would be best to directly eliminate this unstable factor.

call out!call out!call out!
Continuous sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and several long arrows as red as blood pierced Renekton's forehead, heart and lower abdomen at extremely fast speeds.

Amidst the roaring sound, Renekton's figure turned into bright stars and surged towards the original moon believer who had just attacked him at an extremely fast speed.

A translucent figure suddenly broke away from the spiritual world and appeared directly in front of the surging starlight.

He was wearing a black clergy robe, and his left palm wearing a black glove made a slight fist towards Renekton, as if grasping something, and repeated it twice.

The bright starlight seemed to be gathering together unsustainably, and Renekton's figure was re-condensed among the floating starlight.

A thief? It should be a magical item. What bad luck, it just happened to have the ability to turn into stars stolen. Thoughts floated one after another. Renekton's eyes flashed with pure and cold light, and he suppressed his own emotional fluctuations to a minimum. He looked at it indifferently. Looking at the extraordinary person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

His face is thin, his skin is brown, and his eyes are sunken like mummies. The beard on his chin has black roots and white extensions, spreading from both sides of his mouth to his ears. However, they are not thick and are quite short, making them look like stars. Click.

The eyes are close to the color of the skin and are light brown. He clearly has the temperament of a priest, but he also gives people a cold and terrifying feeling, as if he will pervert in silence.

"Saint of the Rose School, Zatwin, I remember that you should be in Loen now."

Renekton said without any fluctuations in his tone. He raised the palm of his right hand upward and quickly formed a ball of slowly rotating star sand.

Zatwin didn't say anything. He raised his right hand, his thumb and index finger were at a ninety-degree angle, and the other fingers were slightly clasped.

The next moment, an illusory skull surrounded by black energy suddenly appeared, carrying a strong desire to die, like a messenger sent by the underworld, heading straight for Renekton.

Renekton slowly threw out the slowly rotating star sand in his hand, and stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars shed rays of light one after another, forming a magnificent giant pillar of light around them, and the illusory skull surrounded by black energy disappeared into it without even a ripple.

The clear and bright light enveloped the twinkling stars and rapidly expanded outwards, wrapping Renekton and Zatwin in at an unavoidable speed. As the stars flashed, the ever-expanding light carried the two figures along with it. disappeared together into the visible field of vision.

A hazy crimson moonlight flashed across, condensing an unclear figure in mid-air. He tried to reach forward to grab something, but didn't touch anything.

"They were temporarily concealed so that no one could interfere with their battlefield, and similarly, no one would have the opportunity to interfere with ours."

Pulak's figure was quickly outlined next to him. He was walking leisurely in the air, and the ring on his right hand flashed a dark light.

The crimson moonlight suddenly dimmed, and a layer of vague and dark mist filled the surrounding area. All the scenery became less real. It was clearly right in front of me, but it seemed as if it was a world away.

"The hidden world of you."

"Woo~~Woo~"

The words of the original moon believers were directly interrupted by the words of the dead that kept echoing around them. The sharp and harsh sounds were layered and indescribable, as if there were countless dead souls whispering, roaring, and shouting in their ears.
This sound directly exerts its effect on the spiritual body. Even if one's own spirituality and all senses are closed, it is difficult to completely block it out.

The crimson moonlight shrouded the body, making it difficult for people to see clearly. The original moon believer frowned slightly and looked at Pulak who kept reciting the words of the dead with some annoyance. The words of the dead keep lingering in the ears, which is an unbearable torture for the Moon Path Extraordinary with sensitive sense of smell and hearing. The words of the dead will make living creatures gradually turn into undead, and move towards death bit by bit. He even You can smell the rotten flesh and blood on his body.

He tried to create a full moon in this hidden world, but every time he was interrupted by the opponent. Without the moonlight environment, he could not deal with the opponent by quickly flashing his position.

The hidden world is isolated from the spiritual world, and the most powerful ability of the Summoning Master cannot be used here.

He tried to catch Pulak's figure in front of him and attack him with curses, but his spiritual intuition kept warning him. It seemed that the most likely way to do this would be to die together with him.

Damn it, the Hidden World is too restrained to summon the Master, and even if the Extraordinary on the Path of Death dies, as long as certain preparations are made in advance, he can still come back in the underworld. Even if we both die together, I will be the only one who dies in the end.

Thoughts were floating in his mind, making him feel more and more irritable, but the desire to die with the other person in his heart became stronger.

If I delay a little longer, I can return to the blood moon and the gaze of the Great Mother as long as the time for the hidden world ends.

Opposite him, Pulak, who had always been neither far nor close, slightly raised the corners of his lips. His pupils were upright and pale gold, as if they could reflect the deepest soul, but the original moon believers who had been disturbed by him were different. No exception was found.

On the other side, Renekton and Zatvin, who were engulfed by the pure light, came to an island at the same time, an island that was as dreamy as a fairy tale, with a bright white moon hanging above their heads, like an island isolated from the world. Utopia.

Cold and indifferent eyes with no eyelashes sprouted from everywhere. Their cold and indifferent gazes were all cast on Zatvin, as if they wanted to see through every cell in his body.

Renekton threw his hand slightly, but his movement suddenly paused. He forgot what he wanted to do.

The next moment, several thin ice crystal arrows suddenly shot over, carrying a strong sense of death, leaving a layer of white frost in the air, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither.

The bright stars appeared one after another in front of Renekton. They condensed instantly and formed a somewhat transparent starlight barrier, blocking all the thin ice crystal arrows.

The thin ice crystal arrow shattered the moment it hit the starlight barrier, and the pale ice crystals quickly spread to the surroundings. As the whimpering wind blew, the surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and the speed of the frost spread suddenly accelerated.

Bang!
There was a violent sound of ice cracking, and Zatwin's body was like a running steam train, dragging a long afterimage behind him. His fist smashed the thick ice crystals and landed on the starlight barrier.

Bang!Bang!
Two more fists hit the starlight barrier, and the starlight barrier that Renekton had not deliberately maintained shattered.

In the starlight that fell like glass shards, Zatwin's arm suddenly expanded, and the illusory black energy swirled and hit Renekton's face.

The moment his fist touched Renekton, his body suddenly became transparent and illusory, turning into a pile of foam and spreading out.

These bubbles freeze quickly in the icy cold wind, then break and disappear in an instant.

Renekton's figure emerged from the other side. He held a milky-white chess piece in his left hand and pressed it in the air.

Zatwen and the cold wind around him seemed to have been pressed on the slowdown button, and their movements were as slow as jumping frame by frame.

Without hesitation, Renekton's right hand dragged and condensed an ancient-style spear, with blob after blob and dot after dot of dark red blood burning from the tip to the handle.

The spear was quickly thrown forward by him, turning into a dark red stream of light and piercing Zatwin's left chest.

The second before he was about to pierce his heart, Zatwin's body suddenly became transparent, like a statue made of countless starlights. As the dark red spear pierced his chest, the transparent statue instantly shattered and turned into a bright star. The glow surged and re-condensed his body in another direction.

Depend on! Thieves are really annoying!
Unable to help but utter a curse word in his heart, Renekton raised his hand and pointed forward, and an illusory and beautiful female figure in gorgeous clothes appeared in the air.

A strong sense of drowsiness suddenly hit him. Even as a Sequence 3 Saint, Zatwin still found it difficult to resist this drowsiness. His eyelids kept sinking, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

"what!"

A sharp, piercing scream that pierced the soul suddenly came from his mouth. It not only hurt the spirit body, but also contained an extremely evil and twisted curse.

Renekton's figure became thinner and brittle at this moment, and finally turned into a folded light yellow paper figure.

As soon as the light yellow paper figure emerged, it twisted. Pale white curly hairs grew on the paper figure's body, and its body continued to expand. When it was about to turn into a goat, the paper figure seemed unable to withstand this. Like a curse, it exploded into a pile of flying confetti.

It wasn't until the echoing screams ended that Renekton's figure emerged from the dark night, intact and unaffected by the slightest curse.

While using a paper man double to avoid the damage of the scream, he also used a mysterious representation of the "Land of Night" to transform himself into a hidden state, thus avoiding the transformation curse of the Silent Disciple.

Snapped! Renekton raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The bright stars emerged one by one in the mid-air, and at the same time they shed pieces of pure light downwards. These lights intertwined with each other, disintegrating and melting the howling cold wind and the thick frost that had covered the ground, forming a pure white surrounding. world.

In this environment, Zatvin's ability to mirror jump and possess inanimate objects is no longer effective.

Even if the gloves on his hand can steal my thoughts and extraordinary abilities, it is not easy to steal the most critical and practical ones among the many extraordinary abilities I have. Likewise, as long as I have enough There are so many thoughts floating around, he can accurately steal my next action plan, after all, he is not a real thief.

(End of this chapter)