Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 480 Lawrence’s Commission
The glow flowing in Renekton's eyes instantly became stronger, suppressing the emotions and desires brought up in his heart. He looked deeply at the illusory thin line extending from the deep black, and followed it. Look into the distance along this thin line.

This is not a thin line that actually exists, but a mystical connection. Through the eyes of voyeurs, Renekton followed the mystical connection left on this magical item and saw the materialization of all filth and depravity— -abyss!

This place is full of the atmosphere of filth, corrosion, depravity and curse. It is filled with all kinds of emotions and desires. It is illusory and filled with rich black mist. Near the ground, the black mist is so thick that it condenses into a sticky substance. black liquid.

Through the occult connection on the skeletal mask, Renekton saw a scarlet lake with no boundaries.

With just an unreal glance, fear quickly grew in Renekton's heart, and he even forgot to look back.

A hoarse and shrill voice suddenly exploded in Renekton's mind, with an indescribable feeling that briefly put his spirit into a psychedelic state.

The next moment, the emotions and desires in my heart expanded rapidly and uncontrollably, and were instantly detonated.

"Cough! Cough!"

Renekton's vision dimmed and he coughed twice uncontrollably. His nose was filled with the smell of rust and pungent sulfur.

His body instantly exploded and shattered into dim stars, with a sense of tranquility and tranquility. They floated around for a while before they began to shine brightly, reuniting Renekton's figure.

Revealing his figure again, Renekton was already wearing a black robe, the "Sage's Robe", painted with a cold and indifferent eye and many symbolic symbols.

He has always carried this magical item from the Hidden Sage, but it usually uses the "Sage's Robe" feature that can be used as a magic scroll, adding a hidden effect on the robe itself.

"cough!"

Renekton reached out to cover his lips and coughed again, but this time the smell of rust and sulfur wings no longer filled his nose.

Bernadette held the skeleton mask in her hand, glanced at Renekton calmly, and then said in a calm voice:

"Controlling one's curiosity is the first rule for voyeurs to survive in the mysterious world."

"You, Cattleya and your friend all have the same shortcomings. At certain times, you are too confident in yourself, or in other words, you believe and rely too much on certain things."

"At some point, this self-confidence may bring a fatal blow to you."

Renekton nodded with a serious expression and listened to Bernadette's warning.

Then his eyes fell on the skeleton mask in Bernadette's hand, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"I seemed to have seen an abyss just now, and a strange scarlet lake that looked like it was made of countless blood, and then the sound of murmuring echoed in my mind."

Bernadette looked deeply at the skeleton mask in her hand, and after a moment of silence she said:

"Sequence 2 of the Abyss Path is called 'Blood Archduke'. The lake you see may be the manifestation of a certain Abyss Archduke."

"The Death Ship is most likely his tentacle to penetrate into the real world. Agaritu often goes to the ruins of the God War, and there may be some secrets there that even the Grand Duke of the Abyss wants to explore."

Renekton rubbed his chin with his right hand and whispered softly:

"Then his condition must not be very good. The madness there gives me a feeling of being almost out of control."

Bernadette didn't speak any more, and the green and thick pea vines surrounding her began to shrink, and soon the night sky was restored to a clear and clear sky. The crimson moonlight was scattered on the sea, which was extremely calm.

Bernadette's figure instantly turned into a light composed of complex knowledge, surging into the spiritual world.

Seeing Bernadette leaving so directly, Renekton took two steps in mid-air. His body became transparent and turned into little surging stars that rushed toward the "Future" that was not far away. ".

In front of the captain's cabin of the "Future", the stars reunited inside, re-consolidating Renekton's figure. He looked calmly at Cattleya, who seemed to have been waiting here, and said:

"There will no longer be a 'Sad Death' on the sea in the future."

Cattleya nodded slightly and asked with some expectation:
"She's on the Future?"

Looking at Cattleya's expectant eyes, Renekton nodded thoughtfully and said:
"Well, she said that she had foreseen that you would go to the ruins of the God War, and thought that you would not be able to deal with some of the dangers you would encounter."

"This is not the first time I have gone to that sea area." Cattleya lowered her eyes and said calmly, as if she was talking to herself or arguing with someone.

After Renekton said goodbye to Cattleya, he entered the cabin and went to his room to have a good sleep. If the "Future" sailed fast enough, it might be able to reach that sea area tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

The next morning, in a rental house in Backlund's West End, Fors was sitting weakly in front of the fireplace, with an untouched manuscript in front of him.

Forsi muttered while flicking the pen in his hand:

"I don't know how Xio manages to be busy outside all year round. In this cold early spring, only sitting in front of the fireplace can give me some warmth."

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Several short and powerful knocks on the door suddenly sounded. Forsi looked sideways at the door in surprise. Who would knock on the door at this time? Hugh carries the key himself, and our external communication is usually through letters, and we have no friends who come to visit us at all.

Although she was a little confused, Forsi still got up and walked towards the door. She did not open the door directly, but gently put her hand on the door handle, relying on the spiritual intuition brought by the astrologer to judge who was knocking outside. Whether it is malicious.

"It's me, Lawrence." An old but energetic voice came from outside the door at the right time.

".Mr. Lawrence!"

Forsi was a little surprised, but he quickly remembered that he had sent a letter to the other party after the last tarot meeting, not only to inform the other party of his digestion progress, but also to ask if there were any extra potion materials. The door creaked open as she opened it. Lawrence, wearing a heavy woolen coat and a half-high black hat, stood quietly at the door holding a dark brown suitcase.

Lawrence's blue eyes looked at Forsi calmly, then he chuckled and said:

"It seems that you have indeed digested the astrologer's potion. Although there is a bonus from the acting method, this is enough to prove your excellence."

"Let's go inside first, Mr. Lawrence."

Forsi was a little embarrassed by the praise. He lowered his head slightly and turned sideways to make way for a passage.

After Lawrence entered the room, she glanced outside casually, making sure there was no suspicious person before closing the door. Then she brewed a cup of hot coffee and put it on the coffee table in the living room.

After sitting down, she looked at Lawrence with curiosity and asked:

"Mr. Lawrence, how do you know I live here?"

"With the cooperation of 'travelers' who can freely roam the spiritual world and 'astrologers' who have strong divination abilities, travelers can easily go to most places they want to go, even if they don't know enough about it."

Lawrence explained with a smile, and then he put the suitcase he was carrying on the coffee table, opened it, and took out a metal box sealed by a spiritual wall.

In front of Forsi, he lifted the previous seal on his spirituality, opened the metal box, and revealed the fist-sized thing inside that looked like a human brain.

A complex emotion flashed through Lawrence's blue eyes, but he quickly hid it, and he said calmly:

"This is the complete Brain of Asman. Due to some changes, there are not many extraordinary materials left by the Abraham family. This is the last Brain of Asman. As for the cursed object of the ancient resentful spirit, you can only do it yourself. Look for."

Forsi nodded with a serious expression, and then asked with some embarrassment:
"I understand, Mr. Lawrence, how many gold pounds does this Brain of Asman cost?"

She didn't expect that Lawrence would come directly with the potion materials before she had time to prepare the funds. The main material for Sequence Six is ​​about 1500 pounds. If I want to come up with such a large amount of cash in a short time, I can only try Borrowed money from Miss Audrey or Viscount Stratford.

Lawrence glanced at Forsi deeply, seeming to have seen the other party's dilemma of lack of money, and said with a smile:

"1500 pounds."

"Or accept a commission, but this commission is relatively dangerous, and I don't recommend you do it."

"What commission?" Forsi asked curiously.

Lawrence sighed, and the aura on his body suddenly became old and sad. After a moment of silence, he slowly said:

"Help me hunt for the divine envoy of the Aurora Society, Mr. X. He is currently in Backlund."

"A divine envoy of the Aurora Society?" Forsi asked in disbelief.

She thought of the two Extraordinary gatherings she had participated in. The gatherings there were all suspected to be held by the Aurora Club. With her limited contact with the gathering convenor at the gathering, she could also feel the terror of the other party.

Lawrence nodded slightly, and then told Forsi as if he had opened his heart:
"The Abraham family once suffered a betrayal. In that disaster, the upper echelons of the Abraham family were almost wiped out, and more than half of the powerful seals were lost, including all my descendants."

"After that rebellion, most of those betrayers joined the Aurora Society, including the current Mr.

"He was already a Recorder at that time. After so many years, he may have been promoted to Traveler, but he probably has not yet become a Mystic Mage."

"How disgusting!" Foers thought, thinking about Mrs. Anlisa, who was very kind to him, and the friendly and kind Mr. Lawrence in front of him, and he felt a heartfelt disgust towards Mr. X, whom he had never really met.

She said without thinking: "I accept this commission."

"Um, can I invite some trustworthy partners to participate? In the form of issuing a commission, the teleportation ability of the 'Traveler' makes it difficult for them to be ambushed. Once the other party escapes, we are likely to face the Aurora Society's pursuit."

Lawrence leaned on the sofa, a little starlight flowing in his blue eyes, as if reflecting a bright starry sky.

After a moment, the starlight in his eyes faded, he nodded gently and said:

"Yes, but you cannot disclose information about the Abraham family. It is best to find a mid-sequence Beyonder. This matter is very dangerous."

Forsi nodded solemnly and said: "I understand, Mr. Lawrence, I will reply to you before next Tuesday. How should I contact you during this time?"

Lawrence said while closing the suitcase on the coffee table again:
"Just write to me through the messenger. The summoning spell of my messenger is: the spirit that travels in the upper world, the friendly creature that can be driven. It belongs exclusively to Lawrence Nord's messenger."

"My messenger loves music. Putting an instrument in the ritual of summoning the messenger will make it happy and it will be more willing to communicate with you."

"This Brain of Asman is my reward in advance. There is no need to refuse it in a hurry. Your character is worthy of my trust."

love music? Also include an instrument in the summoning ceremony? Mr. Lawrence's followers are so kind. Forsi sighed in his heart, then nodded and said:
"I will identify those who are interested in participating in this mission as soon as possible and then contact you."

Lawrence nodded slightly and stood up from the sofa. He held his left hand in mid-air in front of him, then gently turned his wrist, and a faint blue door with no substance suddenly appeared.

After saying goodbye to Forsi, Lawrence stepped forward directly. As the faint blue light passed by, Lawrence's figure instantly disappeared into the living room of the rental house.

(End of this chapter)