Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

"What about the form of the mythical creature that peeks into the path of the Mysterious Man?"

After getting rid of the picture of a bunch of bugs, Klein immediately changed the question. He didn't want to think about the problem that he would become a bunch of bugs in the future.

Renekton leaned on the sofa, raised his lips slightly and said:

"The forms of mythical creatures of the two paths, the Secret Seeer and the Universalist, are equally strange. They are information creatures, which is probably the essence of knowledge!"

"The nature of knowledge," Crane murmured. He imagined it in his mind and could not imagine a biological form such as an information creature that existed only in concepts.

But no matter what, turning into an information creature is much better than a bunch of bugs.

As his mind raced, he had already thought about why the reader path was not the path that represented knowledge, and he said hesitantly:

"So, the one who is called the God of Knowledge and Wisdom does not have the authority over knowledge? Instead, he is the God of Steam and Machinery. He is closer to knowledge itself than the God of Knowledge."

Renekton nodded slightly and said:

"The Perfect One prefers knowledge on the practical side and represents civilization itself. Compared to the Omniscient One, He is indeed closer to knowledge itself."

"Okay, I won't disturb you when you go out now. Let's find time to analyze the remaining extraordinary abilities later."

Renekton stood up from the sofa, took two steps forward, raised his hand in the air and made a pulling gesture, and a "door" opened in the void.

"Ok."

Klein nodded slightly. He did have something to do and needed to be busy going out. Prince Edsac had previously commissioned him to investigate the cause of Talim's death.

Although he knew that this matter involved the royal family and a level 0 sealed object, that prince was not something he, a little detective, could afford to offend, so he still had to behave as he should.

After watching Renekton disappear into the living room, Klein rearranged his clothes, reached out and patted his face, and used the ability of the Faceless Man to restore his somewhat pale complexion to normal before opening the door and leaving.

The place abandoned by God, outside Silver City.

The frequency of lightning gradually calmed down, and darkness once again became the master of this land.

Derrick's Silver City exploration team finally arrived at the half-ruined temple belonging to the true Creator after a short but not short trek and occasional battles.

With the dim light of the animal skin lantern, Derrick saw the almost completely collapsed city wall ahead and the dilapidated streets without even a single weed.

On both sides of the street, houses collapsed in large areas. Only a few are still barely holding on, but the surfaces are completely mottled. Maybe they will collapse one day soon.

The buildings here are mainly white and blue, and have spire structures that are different from Silver City. They are all gray, making it difficult to restore their original appearance.

Derrick stared silently for a moment. The people here had developed their own civilization in the dark ages. However, they were eventually submerged in the darkness and lost everything. Only this ruin was left.

The chief of Silver City, Colin Iliad, looked around with a somewhat solemn expression. This city may be the future of Silver City.

After calming down a little, he pointed forward and said:

"Other places have been cleared, and the temple is in the center of the city."

"This is also the place we need to explore this time."

The exploration team spread out slightly, maintaining a suitable position and distance, alerting each other to the surroundings, and moving forward slowly.

After passing through ruins one after another, and walking through uncomfortably quiet streets one after another, they finally came to a high platform.

On the high platform, there is a half-collapsed building. It is completely different from the other buildings here.

The people here, indeed, such an idea flashed through Derrick's mind, who later converted to the True Creator.

The next moment, all the lanterns in the team were extinguished.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped everyone. Without the frequent lightning in the sky, the quiet darkness around seemed to swallow up everyone's breathing.

"Help me, help me."

The voice of a young, helpless, and frightened child reached the ears of every member of the exploration team.

Panic spread among the exploration team for a moment, but was quickly suppressed by them.

The next moment, a little shimmering dust appeared in the surroundings. The dust exploded one after another, igniting a silvery light and illuminating the surrounding area.

Chief Colin stared at Derrick and said in a low voice:

"What are you thinking?"

Derrick suddenly woke up and wanted to open his mouth in shame, but immediately closed it. He immediately clasped his hands in front of his mouth and nose, making a prayer gesture.

Strands of bright and clear light, with him as the center, quickly rippled around, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Other team members also took the time to relight the candles.

Chief Colin withdrew his gaze from Derrick and spoke solemnly like a warning:

"From now on, there can be no negligence, and the alertness is raised to the highest level!"

Backlund, Minsk Street.

Renekton rented a place with a strange mechanical arm on his shoulder. There was a flesh-and-blood eye in the palm of the mechanical arm. It was staring at the strange place in front of him with many human faces. crystal.

"This damn thing is so dazzling that it dazzled me."

The thin, slightly complaining voice of the mechanical hand sounded in Renekton's mind.

Renekton raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously:

"You are just a magical item, will you also be subject to normal visual interference?"

"I am not an ordinary magical object. Although most of my body is mechanical, my eyes are made of flesh and blood."

"Moreover, the characteristics of this human skin shadow are not just a simple visual disturbance, but its internal detailed structure is also dazzling! Oh my God! I'm just an arm, not a head, why do I have to suffer like this!"

The mechanical hand chirped in Renekton's mind.

A little noisy, this guy's living characteristics are not generally strong. Except that he is not a human being, he is no different from a human being.

"Why should I be no different from human beings? I am a practitioner of the Lord! I am the most faithful believer of the Lord! I am not comparable to weak humans."

Mechanical Hands retorted loudly in Renekton's mind.

Renekton was silent for a moment, then sighed and said:

"Why can both of them hear their voices? It's so tiring to communicate with you."

"Moreover, you are just a copy of Sequence Six characteristics. Humans can reach higher levels than this by taking magic potion."

The mechanical hand suddenly became excited and waved without Renekton's control. At the same time, its continuous words kept ringing in Renekton's mind:

"I am not a Sequence Six trait, I am a noble existence blessed by my Lord!"

"As long as there are higher-order characteristics or potion main ingredients, I can also improve myself by swallowing them."

"And the humans who took the magic potion were fine in the early stage, but later on they were completely out of the category of human beings."

"In the era before the Seven Gods, those ancient extraordinary races reproduced their offspring through characteristics."

Renekton reached out and rubbed his forehead. This magical item was a little too noisy, and he couldn't block out its sound when using it.

Taking a deep breath, he asked a random question to interrupt this guy's nagging:

"You don't even have a mouth, how are you going to swallow the potion? Or the corresponding materials."

"I am a magical item. Of course, by creating magical items, I just need to upgrade myself!"

Mechanical Hands responded as a matter of course.

"Upgrade. Your description is quite appropriate, but how do you know this word? Besides, you seem to know a lot of information?"

"My Lord is the embodiment of knowledge, the glory of civilization, and the final answer to all mysteries!"

"As long as you believe in Him, you will naturally be able to master a lot of knowledge. Every piece of knowledge we come into contact with and master comes from the gift of our Lord. He is so great!"

The dexterous mechanical hand immediately began to praise the great existence it believed in.

"Stop talking, finish building the items for me first. Have you forgotten that you still have negative effects?"

Renekton interrupted the mechanical hand's preaching words to him. He even felt that this was the negative effect of this magical item.

Fortunately, when working, this mechanical arm was quite reliable and no longer tried to introduce its great master to Renekton.

The characteristics of the human skin shadow were integrated into a clown mask, and the mechanical fingers of the skillful mechanical hand flew flexibly on the mask, like plucking strings.

Through the vision of his skilled mechanical hand, Renekton saw faces that were either gray or twisted, followed by random threads like a mess of threads.

Some silk threads are red, some silk threads are white, and some are many tough blacks mixed in. The mechanical hands are working hard to peel off the black.

Even Renekton, who was already at Sequence Five, couldn't help but frown when looking at the constantly changing faces.

It took nearly an hour to completely integrate the characteristics of the human skin shadow with the mask to create a magical item.

Huh~ He let out a long breath, and Renekton leaned back on the back of his chair. The analytical hands on his shoulders fell from his body very consciously, and he lay quietly on the side.

Because I have been using my mechanical skills for a long time, the sluggishness in my body and mind this time is much more serious than the last time I made magical items.

Renekton slowly reached out and pinched the center of his brow, pouring spirituality into the palm of his right hand.

With the infusion of spirituality, many symbols emerged, as if they came alive, forming a unicorn image.

The surrounding light seemed to have changed a bit. A pure white and holy unicorn image appeared in Renekton's field of vision. It spread its crystal-clear wings on its back, summoning a stream of energy full of holiness, life and purification. light.

Renekton leaned on the back of his chair and squinted his eyes slightly. He clearly felt that the uncomfortable sluggishness in his body was gradually fading away.