Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The next morning, Renekton was eating breakfast in the dining room downstairs.

An invisible natural spirit handed over the Tasok newspaper that had just been delivered today. Renekton took the newspaper and unfolded it.

Unsurprisingly, I saw the report about Capin's death in the most prominent position in the newspaper.

The basement in Capping's luxurious villa used to hold the kidnapped girl was also discovered.

The girls who escaped revealed to the church the fact that Capin was a human trafficker and complained that they had been violated to varying degrees after being kidnapped.

As for the hero who killed Capin and everyone in the villa, and rescued the kidnapped girl, the newspaper gave him a codename, the Rogue "Black Emperor"!

Ah! It seems that Klein's performance was successful this time.

Boom, boom, boom! A knock on the door interrupted Renekton's thoughts.

A natural spirit approached and clung to the doorknob very skillfully.

Squeak! With the sound, the door opened automatically.

Destiny, who had a gray beard and hair, walked in with a smile.

It wasn't until the other party found a chair opposite him to sit down that Renekton said with a hint of confusion:

"What did you post? You seem to be in a good mood."

"I received a reply from Him, which is the whereabouts of the prophet's characteristics. When I complete my promotion in Backlund, I can look for this characteristic."

Destiny explained with a smile.

"Prophet." After recalling it in his mind, Renekton realized that except for the fact that this was the second sequence of the destiny path, he didn't know any other information.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously:

"Prophet? What are his characteristics?"

Destiny smiled and said:

"He is God's spokesman, who can see visions and understand what will happen in the future."

“God gave Him the power to work signs and wonders.”

The spokesperson of God. I remember Will said that He can only be regarded as a part of destiny. Only by becoming the wheel of destiny is it equal to the incarnation of destiny to a certain extent.

If the Wheel of Fortune appears, the Sequence 2 prophet will naturally be the spokesperson of the angels and gods under him, and also the spokesperson of fate!

After thinking for a moment, Renekton looked at Destiny again and said in a very sincere tone: "Congratulations!"

In Silver City, Derrick hid the translucent bugs he coughed up and waited for the next tarot meeting. After asking other people in the tarot meeting what it was, he finally decided whether to hand it over. To the chief.

Originally, he wanted to ask Mr. Fool directly what it was, but considering that he had already troubled Mr. Fool more than once during this period, Derrick, who was thin-skinned, gave up his plan to ask Mr. Fool directly.

After sitting in the room for a while, Derrick picked up the hurricane ax and put it on his waist. He was about to go out to the trading area to see if he could directly buy the materials that other members of the Tarot Club wanted to buy.

Whether it's to improve my own strength or to find out about the news outside the Land Abandoned by God, I need to come up with something and make a deal with others.

Thinking about the questions he needs to ask everyone for advice in the next Tarot meeting, Derrick unknowingly walked to the training ground on the edge of Silver City.

This is where the exploration team will stay and isolate after returning. They will only be released home after they have been isolated for a certain period of time and are safe.

This is Silver City’s experience gained from over two thousand years of exploration and exploration. It’s not complicated, but it’s practical enough.

Looking at the training ground illuminated by dim torches, Derrick wanted to turn around and leave, but he hesitated to go in and take a look.

If the chief and the others had not canceled their exploration of the half-ruined temple, the members of the exploration team who went there should have returned.

While thinking, Derrick had already stepped into the training ground.

As soon as he entered the training ground, Derrick saw a strong man with a shaved head, a dark green symbol tattooed on the top, and a height of nearly 2.5 meters.

This is Waite Hilmon, one of the six elders of the Silver City Council, a powerful demon hunter!

At the same time, Derrick also saw two acquaintances of the same age group, one of whom was his teammate in the patrol team, Dark Riggins.

"The six-member council replaced Elder Lovia, the shepherd who originally led the team, with Elder Waite?"

Derrick whispered silently from the side.

Although the team was not led by Elder Lovia, who was a shepherd, but by Elder Wait, who was more qualified, Derrick did not think that this would avoid corresponding dangers.

Perhaps Derrick's gaze was too direct. On the other side of a translucent but hard-as-steel wall, a young man named Dak noticed and looked sideways.

"Dak, you went to explore the half-ruined temple and came back? How was it? Did you encounter any danger?"

Seeing Dak looking at him, Derrick shouted from the wall.

The bright smile and words that Derrick expected did not appear. He only saw Dak take a few steps closer and then replied with a smile:

"Yes, there is no danger, everything goes smoothly!"

There was nothing wrong with the smile on Dak's face, and he answered very ably.

Derrick suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was in a desolate and terrifying night, surrounded by darkness and undercurrents.

No, it shouldn't be like this, this is not the tone and demeanor of Dak's words!

Backlund, Minsk Street.

Renekton was sitting in front of the fireplace in the dining room, flipping through a book without a cover. This was a book of knowledge about the spiritual realm that he had obtained from Green Light Serapis through a previous ritual.

"Huh?" Renekton was inspired. He raised his head and looked forward, his eyes covered with a faint purple fluorescence.

Renekton's vision penetrated reality and saw the corresponding spirit world area.

A little guy covered in black down, with a light yellow nose and a long muzzle, was struggling to push a safe that was far larger than its body size.

"It's pretty fast. It only took one day and I found the safe."

Renekton whispered to himself.

Immediately, light blue fluorescence lit up in his eyes, and he put the open book aside. Renekton took two steps forward, raised his hand and drew a mysterious symbol symbolizing "door" in mid-air.

Spreading out his spirituality, the place where Renekton had just raised his hand to gesture appeared layers of symbols like double doors. His spirituality rippled like water waves, and the barrier between reality and the spiritual world in the restaurant was briefly opened. .

Bang! The sound of a heavy metal object falling to the ground was heard, and a silver-gray safe with a paper figure on the surface fell directly from mid-air to the floor.

Immediately, a black figure quickly rushed out of the spirit world and pounced on him. His body the size of a kitten stood on top of the safe, with his hands on his hips, staring closely at Renekton.

"Woo~woo~"

Even without using the spell of understanding language and spiritual communication, Renekton can understand what it wants to express:

"Hurry up and give me the money!"

Raising his eyebrows and looking at the money-hungry little guy, Renekton went upstairs to put the gold coins he had prepared in a bag, took them out and handed them to him.

Ni Fulei grabbed a bag that was about the same size as his own body and jumped off the safe like he was jumping into the water.

The moment it touched the floor, its body melted into it, and the bag of gold coins it was pulling also melted into the floor.

Renekton watched the other party fall into the spirit world like a fish, and quickly moved away.

Renekton returned his gaze to the safe. With the paper man posted on it, Renekton could confirm that the safe had not been opened.

The money-hungry Ni Fu Lei didn't know that the safe he was looking for was the most valuable.

Renekton raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pulled off the paper mannequin attached to the safe, and then simulated the ability to open the door, easily opening the safe, revealing the gold bars, land deeds, jewelry, antiques and other items inside.

A head with a long, flat, light yellow nose came out from the side, its eyes fixed on the belongings in the safe.

The next moment, it turned into a black shadow and rushed over.

In mid-air, an invisible natural spirit tightly bound it, and Ni Fulei's little arms and legs kicked randomly in the air.

Glancing at the returning Nifu Lei, Renekton closed the safe again and put the paper man on top again.

A thin layer of starlight appeared and disappeared in an instant.

After taking anti-theft measures for the safe, Renekton turned his attention back to Ni Fu Lei who was caught in the air. Without any intention of putting it down, he directly said in ancient Hermes:

"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back again?"

"Woo~woo~ I smell the smell of treasure, you are a liar! You obviously have so much property, but you only gave me a few gold coins!"

"I found all of these, they are all mine! Woo!"

Renekton probably understood what the mud thunder said, and then he twisted it into his hand and threw it back to the spirit world.

The little guy got back very perseveringly, bumped his head against the safe, shook his head and whined, then changed direction and hit the safe again.

A little smart, but not much!

Dots of starlight surrounded Renekton's palm, quickly forming a slowly rotating ball of star sand.

He raised his hand and pushed forward, and the slowly selected star sand turned into bright starlight, directly hitting Ni Fulei's small body, and taking it with him into the spirit world again.

In the spiritual world, bright stars flashed one after another, taking it to a very far place.

"Be careful, don't let this little guy steal anything in the house. If you can't take away the contents of the safe, it may divert the target."

Renekton turned his head and warned Anu, the crow preening his feathers on the window sill, to guard against a flexible spiritual creature. The crows in the path of death were better at it.