Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Mr. A in front of the altar has closed his eyes again. He raised his hands in mid-sentence, as if embracing forward with open arms, and chanted loudly in ancient Hermetic language:

“The Lord who created all;

Lord behind the curtain of shadow;

The fallen nature of all living things.

Your devout followers pray for your coming;

I am willing to dedicate my body and let it serve as a container to bear your great will! "

Amidst the prayers, a majestic light descended from an unknown place and completely enveloped Mr. A.

The unwilling resentment and long-standing negative emotions that turned into human figures around him rolled inward like a tide, and poured into Mr. A's body along with the light.

Seeing that the ceremony of the arrival of the true Creator entered the final stage, Renekton handed the master key to Klein and said:

"You get out of here first, you won't be able to see the next scene."

Klein nodded heavily, then turned around and ran out of the hall.

The royal family should be dealing with Triss's escape, the Aurora Society is summoning the True Creator, and what is the Witch Sect doing? Klein felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, and something big seemed to be happening.

From time to time, he used flame jumps to speed up his pace away from here. The master key had been packed and sealed in an iron cigarette box he carried with him.

He didn't even know why he still used the master key just now when he had been tricked so many times.

In the hall, Mr. A's body contained all the light, and the aura on his body had become extremely terrifying.

Behind him, an illusory flowing shadow full of depravity, filth and mutation appeared. Behind this curtain-like shadow, something was about to rush out.

The illusory shadow gradually solidified, and Mr. A's body was covered, turning into a dark, sticky, and dark "ocean" full of depravity.

The shadows in the hall quickly came to life, and the unyielding resentment and long-standing negative emotions gradually took on substance under the contamination of corruption, filth, mutation and other powers.

At this moment, Mr. A has become the incarnation of the arrival of the true Creator.

While He was still adapting to his body, Renekton recited the Hidden Sage's honorable name in a low voice:

"The sage who has insight into the world, the eyes that pry into the truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers!"

“I pray to you;”

"Pray for hidden power."

A magnificent aura descended, and Renekton's eyes reflected the bright starry sky.

The continuous, twinkling starlight isolates the surrounding reality and the spiritual world at the same time, forming an independent world.

A bit like the mysterious reappearance of Utopia I once used, coincidence? Or is this a higher level use of that mysterious reappearance?

While Renekton was still pondering, Bernadette had already taken out the sage's forehead ornament.

The vertical eyes inlaid with diamonds shine with pure light, giving people an extremely sacred and wise feeling.

Bernadette put it lightly on her forehead, and the next moment, her body became blurred and decomposed into streams of complex knowledge, turning into a pure information flow creature.

With the blessing of the Hidden Sage, she was able to fully utilize the power of the Sage's forehead ornament in a short period of time and exert her Sequence 2 strength.

The information flow that Bernadette transformed into did not reassemble into her body, but reflected stars one after another in mid-air, densely packed and dazzling.

These stars shed rays of light one after another, and merged into a magnificent giant pillar of light, covering the entire hall.

Those substantial resentments and negative emotions were quickly dissolved by the starlight, collapsed and dissipated.

The activated shadows in the hall instantly disintegrated into darkness, which in turn infected the radiance scattered in the air.

For a moment, the darkness in the hall reflected each other's bright spots. The indifferent, temperatureless light and the heavy and substantial darkness eroded each other.

Renekton's closed eyes suddenly opened, and bright stars appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, his body disappeared for an instant and turned into a statue made of countless stars. Only the bone staff in his hand remained the same.

The surrounding darkness and bright stars turned a blind eye to him, as if he was a non-existent thing.

Renekton stepped forward easily and stopped only when he was close to the center of the hall. The statue-like body made of bright stars leaned back slightly, and his arms were half-opened, as if embracing the sun.

The next moment, directly above him, a huge ball of pure light wrapped with countless sacred flames appeared out of thin air, and the magnificent, pure and blazing light enveloped the entire hall.

The blazing light was like a sun, instantly covering up the brilliance of stars and melting the darkness spreading upward.

The power of the sun domain causes great harm to the darkness that is full of filth, depravity and mixed negative emotions, and they are constantly being dissolved.

But the darkness that covered everything seemed unaffected, it seemed to be able to swallow even the light.

In the center of this deep darkness, where Mr. A had been standing, a huge cocoon wrapped in pitch-black liquid evaporated in the blazing light, revealing the huge human form inside.

He has three heads. Except for the handsome face on his neck that is somewhat similar to Mr. A, there are two shadowed heads on both sides of the shoulders, one young and one old.

The head in the middle had its eyes and lips tightly closed, with a peaceful expression as if it was waiting for death to come.

The heads on the left and right shoulders are each looking ferocious and crazy. They want to vent their power and madness.

An incredibly beautiful female figure quietly emerged. She closed her eyes tightly, seemingly falling into a deep sleep from which she could never wake up.

This figure gradually overlapped with the incarnation of the true Creator. Uncontrollable sleepiness appeared on Him and he was about to fall into a sleep-like dilemma.

This is the mysterious reappearance of "Sleeping Beauty" at the angelic level. Even the incarnation of the true Creator cannot resist this sleepiness for a short time.

Immediately, another layer of starlight rippled out, washing away pieces of pitch-black debris from the body of the true Creator.

The entire hall began to disintegrate silently under the wash of starlight, turning into pieces, and even the surrounding colors quickly dissipated like evaporation.

The bone staff held in Renekton's hand automatically extended an arm-length spiritual flesh blade from the end. There was also a bit of brass-colored light wandering at the top of the bone staff, as if looking for the most suitable entry point. .

That is a prophetic trait that is exploited in the form of grazing.

As a clone of the True Creator, Sasriel is very skilled in utilizing the characteristics of adjacent pathways.

The next moment, the bone staff in Renekton's hand came out of his hand and sank into the intersection of the three huge heads just below the neck of the huge humanoid in front.

The originally drowsy giant human figure suddenly woke up. His head on his left and right shoulders struggled violently, and the darkness around him suddenly stirred up.

He wanted words to distort reality and create a spiritual effect, but no sound came out.

Before being affected by the turbulent darkness, Renekton's figure disappeared and decomposed into a torrent of information, pouring into the dazzling sun above.

The next moment, pure and clear light burst out from the dazzling sun, illuminating every corner of the surrounding area, turning it into darkness without a trace. At this moment, the surrounding area became a country without darkness.

The streams of information reunited in mid-air to form Bernadette's figure, holding a pale mask with shining metallic luster in her hand.

The mask only has holes for the eyes, and there are no gaps in the rest of the mask.

Bernadette quickly put it on her face, and her body began to die bit by bit, and the aura of decay and decay spread from the inside out.

She raised her right hand slightly and materialized an extremely complex and mysterious three-dimensional symbol in front of the true Creator. Within this scope, all things and concepts will inevitably come to an end, and even death itself will disappear.

The aura of the incarnation of the true Creator is also decaying little by little, as if he is sprinting towards the end of death.

The two heads on his shoulders also quickly became decayed and mottled. His huge body, which seemed to be composed of shadows, continued to fall into fragments, cracking into gaps, and tiny branches grew out of the gaps. of pale white down.

Then another dark, viscous liquid gushes out, layer after layer, fighting against the erosion of decay and decay.

Renekton, who transformed into an information creature, kept wandering in the dazzling sun he created. He began to adjust this sun to the sun in the mystical and practical senses. The light and heat suddenly increased at this moment.

The incarnation of the true Creator slightly raised his head and raised his arms, as if waiting for death to come.

Sensing the fatal danger, the two heads on his shoulders tried desperately to struggle, but they were unable to take shape under the seal created by the pale death.

This is a tacit cooperation that they have performed countless times before!

The pure, white, hot, and dazzling sun crashes directly into the incarnation of the true Creator.

The space between the two parties seemed to be distorted, and the sun appeared in front of him in an instant.

The blazing white drowned everything, whether it was radiance or darkness, and there were also little bits of brass-colored glimmer that emerged.

Under an inexplicable guidance, all the weaknesses in the true Creator were exposed, and all forces launched attacks in the most reasonable, fastest, and least labor-intensive way.

He is constantly being destroyed, disappearing bit by bit.

The areas hidden by the Hidden Sage were all shrouded in dazzling, scorching white.

Suddenly, a torrent of information surged out and rushed out of the hidden area.

In mid-air, Bernadette's body was reconstructed with complex and pure knowledge. Her face was very pale, and she was holding a pale mask with shining metallic luster in her hand.

She stared at the seemingly normal area in front of her, and a purple light flashed in her eyes. In her field of vision, the originally normal area was shrouded in a blazing white light, and everything in that area was rapidly disintegrating. .