Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Klein, who had just bought the boat ticket and came out, saw Bugs Bunny lying on the ground, a little dizzy, and Renekton standing next to him with a look of helplessness. He stepped forward curiously and asked:

"What's wrong with it?"

"It fainted and traveled through the spirit world." Renekton shrugged helplessly.

"No wonder you want it to follow me," Klein said after two seconds of silence.

I am aware of motion sickness and seasickness, and this is the first time I have experienced motion sickness and traveling through the spirit world. Although this is not mystical, it is very scientific.

If it follows you on the sea, I'm afraid it will have to lie on the ground in the future.

Seeing that Klein didn't say anything, Renekton took out a square iron box from his coat pocket and handed it to him:

"There are some purification charms here. If Bugs Bunny is too poisoned and he can't solve it on his own, you can use a charm on him. The opening spell is 'purification'."

"Bugs Bunny has been entrusted to your care for a few months. During this period, his expenses and your remuneration will be borne by himself."

A sense of déjà vu from a sinister boss. Are you sure you didn’t let it out to work? Klein cursed in his heart, and at the same time reached out and took the small iron box.

Bugs Bunny, who was still a little dazed on the side, heard this and staggered over. He looked up at Klein for two seconds, blinked, shook his head, and looked at Klein again.

After confirming that he was not too dizzy and did not recognize the person, he asked doubtfully:

"Boss, didn't you ask me to follow the detective who lives across the street? Why did you change the person again?"

"Ha" Klein chuckled when he heard this, then squatted down and stared at Bugs Bunny. He stretched out his right hand and wiped it on his face from top to bottom, and changed his appearance to Detective Sherlock Moriarty. .

"now what?"

The expression on Bugs Bunny's face vividly expressed the stunned look of praise. He opened his mouth and murmured:

"Why do you still change your face?"

Just as Klein was about to explain that this was his extraordinary ability, he heard Bugs Bunny continue:

"If you keep changing, what if I recognize the wrong person and get lost?"

Klein's words froze in his mouth, and he controlled the slightly twitching corners of his mouth. He looked back at Renekton:

"You, this rabbit, are quite safety-conscious."

He changed into Gehrman Sparrow again, looked at Bugs Bunny again and said:

"Don't worry, I won't change randomly. This is the identity I use at sea."

"Even if something needs to change your appearance later, I will tell you in advance."

"Really?" Bugs Bunny asked doubtfully.

"I promise!"

With Klein's repeated assurances, Bugs Bunny finally felt relieved.

After temporarily entrusting Bugs Bunny to Crane, Renekton once again stepped into the spirit world.

Backlund, Minsk Street.

Renekton's figure was quickly outlined in the living room, and Anu, the crow who had finished delivering the letter, was already waiting here.

"Okay, it's time for us to set off." He greeted the crow on the side.

Then he picked up the leather suitcase placed on the coffee table nearby, and the crow Anu fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder.

Renekton took a step forward, and his figure quickly became transparent and disappeared into the room.

Jianhai County, Constant City.

On a bell tower that can see the sea in the distance, an old man wearing a heavy woolen coat and a half-high black top hat stands quietly. His blue eyes look towards the sea in the distance, immersing himself in the memories of the past. middle.

Beside him, a figure quickly sketched out.

Sensing the fluctuations in spirituality, Lawrence turned around and looked:

Renekton was carrying a leather suitcase, and a crow with bright black feathers stood on his shoulder, appearing next to him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Lawrence."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Tynes~ I thought you would come back later."

Lawrence's voice was not as deep as it was in Backlund, and he even looked a little angry at this moment.

Renekton walked up to him and looked at the sea where the wind and waves were gentler:

"The Star Admiral's Future is staying in Jianhai, and I just want to go see a friend."

"When are you going to be promoted?"

"It's okay now." Lawrence responded firmly.

Renekton nodded and without asking any more questions, he stretched out his left hand and put it on Lawrence's shoulder, and their figures quickly faded and disappeared.

In a room that looked a bit like an office, the figures of Renekton and Lawrence quickly emerged.

"I'll make the potion first."

While talking, Lawrence had already walked to a desk. He opened a locked drawer and took out several iron boxes of different sizes and a glass bottle.

He turned to look at Renekton:

"Can you please help me make some pure water? 50 ml is enough. I originally planned to get it later."

"No problem." Renekton nodded lightly.

He walked over in a few steps, and his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of light blue light. He raised his right hand halfway, spreading out his spirituality. The water element in the air quickly condensed, and was gathered in the glass under the guidance of his spirituality. .

Although there is no specific measurement, relying on the spiritual intuition of the Extraordinary and the calculation ability of the reader path, Renekton can be sure that the pure water in the glass is exactly 50 ml, no more, no less.

After Lawrence smiled and nodded his thanks, he began to take out materials one by one and mix the recorder's potion.

Soon, a bottle of Recorder's potion was prepared. The potion was light blue in color, with countless symbols, patterns and logos constantly changing and floating inside.

After mixing the potion, Lawrence sat back on the chair. He closed his eyes slightly, put his hands together in front of his mouth and nose, and prayed in a slow and unhurried voice:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

“I pray to you;”

"Pray for your favor."

Klein, who was resting in the hotel, suddenly heard layers of illusory prayers coming from his ears. He glanced at Bugs Bunny sitting on the window sill, tossing a potted plant, and then stood up and entered the bathroom.

Immediately, he set up a layer of spiritual wall to isolate the rabbit from possible exploration, and then he quickly took four steps backwards and entered above the gray mist.

Through the crimson stars corresponding to the prayers, he saw Lawrence praying to him, and understood from the words of prayer that he was preparing for promotion and wanted to seek his own asylum.

Klein looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the strange crown covered with rust and blood.

Fortunately, Al left the Sequence 1 characteristics above the gray fog, and the "Black Emperor" card was just lent to Mr. Azik, otherwise I would not be able to answer Mr. Lawrence's prayer.

While thinking, he had already picked up the strange crown. Different from the feeling given to him by the "Black Emperor" card, this strange crown brought not only extremely high status, but also substantial power.

He casually summoned a crudely cut paper man, leveraged the power of the gray mist, mixed it with the sequential power of the strange crown in his hand, poured it into the paper man, and then threw it forward.

The paper man quickly expanded in mid-air, twisted and burned, and turned into the image of a tall angel wearing iron-blooded armor and carrying twelve pairs of wings burning with red flames.

The figure of the Flame Angel quickly disappeared into the crimson star corresponding to Lawrence.

As Lawrence prayed for the third time, Renekton noticed some unusual changes, but he couldn't see them clearly or describe them.

Lawrence, who was praying, felt only a thick gray-white mist emerging in his field of vision, and a crimson light like a tide was constantly pouring out.

He saw a majestic figure sitting on the thick gray fog. Although it was blurry, it gave him an unusually great and lofty feeling, like a great being overlooking everything in the world.

The next moment, a tall angel wearing armor stained with rust and blood, carrying twelve pairs of wings as red as blood and burning with flames appeared in his field of vision.

This angel with a very aggressive aura wrapped him in layers of wings burning with flames. Lawrence was in a trance for a moment. He seemed to vaguely feel the great presence, and felt a burst of warmth and protection.

This is not the angel from last time, but he is also an archangel with twelve pairs of wings. How many other angels are there under Mr. Fool?

In the blink of an eye, Lawrence had opened his eyes. He picked up the recorder's potion on the table in front of him, looked at it briefly, and drank it in one gulp.

As the sequence increases, the connection between the members of the Abraham family and their ancestor "Mr. Door" will gradually deepen, followed by inevitable loss of control and death.

This is also the reason why our Abraham family has not had any Beyonders above Sequence 7 in these years.

Soon Lawrence no longer had the energy to think about this, as his promotion had already begun.

He felt that his body was undergoing drastic changes under the influence of the potion, his brain was rapidly alienating, his thinking was in a trance, and primitive and crazy desires were impacting his reason.

As time ticked by, Lawrence's promotion finally came to an end.

He slowly opened his eyes, and an illusory, slowly turning book was reflected in his eyes.