Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

"I would rather your humanity prevail."

Renekton expressed his opinion.

"Ha" Saslier chuckled, and then sighed:

"I also hope that I will dominate humanity. I think it is the most precious thing in life. When divinity is too strong, we will gradually become less like ourselves."

"Not like myself?" Renekton didn't quite understand this statement. In his understanding, whether it was divinity or humanity, he was the one who was right.

"You have the characteristics of the White Tower Path, and you should be very familiar with 'rationality'. When you have been in an absolutely rational state, do you still think that is a positive effect?"

"Rationality is close to divinity. This may be why you are brought to a body that incorporates the characteristics of the White Tower pathway."

Renekton fell silent after hearing this. He had never thought about his awakening from this body in this direction.

But thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very possible. He had always thought it was due to luck, but in the mysterious world, all accidents are actually inevitable, and everything develops for its own reason.

Sasliel looked up at the sky that was dyed golden at dusk as if he felt something. His eyes seemed to penetrate this dream and see the scene in reality.

"The newly promoted sage is here."

Renekton, who was still thinking about his own problem, was stunned for a second before he realized that the other person was talking about Bernadette.

Then he looked at Saslier opposite and asked:

"You should have fully digested the will and power of the true Creator's arrival by now, right?"

Sasriel nodded gently with a smile, and then the dusk in the dream suddenly burst into bright light. Renekton's eyes blurred and he woke up from his sleep.

On the Future, Renekton sat up from the bed, and the scene in his dream appeared clearly in his mind.

He turned around and looked around. Except for Anu, the crow sleeping soundly in the corner, he did not see Saslier. It seemed that he had not left the boarding state yet.

Immediately, he turned over and got out of bed, picked up the clothes from the coat rack nearby, and after dressing neatly, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed it in mid-air, turned his wrist slightly and pulled it back, making a gesture of opening the door.

A burst of light blue light spread out like ripples, and a "door" connected to the deck was opened.

Renekton stepped directly into the door.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the deck.

The Future sailed quickly on the sea but was surrounded by land. The wind and waves here were not too big. Even for the fast-sailing Future, the sea breeze only blew the clothes and made a sound in the air.

He walked on the deck, purple light flowing in his eyes, trying to find Bernadette's location.

The next moment, there were green and thick vines hanging down from the surrounding area. They covered the surrounding area like a heavy rain. They were layered, intertwined and intertwined, quickly forming an emerald green forest.

In the center of the forest, green vines intertwined into a simple study room. Bernadette sat quietly at a coffee table, holding a cup of steaming coffee in her hand.

She was wearing a white Intis-style shirt and a dark black jacket, with a thin rapier on her waist. Except for not wearing a three-cornered hat, she looked like a standard sea captain.

Did you just come from the Dawn? Renekton had a question in his mind and immediately walked over.

While he was walking, a translucent black shadow emerged from under his feet. As Renekton moved forward together, his appearance gradually became clearer and became the Sasril that Renekton had just seen. image of.

At the same time, Renekton felt something separate from him, disconnected from himself.

This gave him a feeling of relief, as if Sasril's stay was a burden to his body and soul.

Renekton and Saslier each found a seat on one side of the coffee table and sat down.

Then invisible servants came out of nothingness carrying coffee. They placed two cups of steaming coffee on the table in front of Renekton and Saslier.

Saslier picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip with a rather nostalgic expression. Then he looked at Bernadette aside and said calmly:

"Although the previous matter was a deal that you have already negotiated, I still want to thank you for your help, which made the plan go a lot smoother."

"I will pay a certain price for this. I wonder what you need?"

Bernadette nodded slightly without realizing it and said:

"A drop of the blood of a mythical creature, no matter whose it is."

Renekton heard this and looked at Bernadette. This should be for the captain. Is this considered care from his old mother?

"Okay." Saslier nodded lightly.

"Perhaps you can make other choices?" Renekton interrupted their quick agreement.

Saslier did not care that his words were interrupted. He continued to taste the coffee in his hand leisurely, as if he was making up for the life he had not enjoyed for a long time.

Bernadette turned her head and looked over. She said nothing, but her blue and deep eyes did not hide her doubts at all. She quietly waited for the answer.

Following Bernadette's gaze, Renekton chuckled and said:

"You want the blood of a mythical creature, probably to give it to the captain, right?"

"After some time, she will have a better choice of fate, the Mercury Snake."

Bernadette nodded slightly, glanced at Saslier on the other side, and immediately changed the topic:

"Then what do you think I should choose?"

"Me?" Renekton hesitated. He didn't expect Bernadette to ask this question to him.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Saslier and asked:

"As the true god in charge of the fallen realm, can the Hanged Man reverse the situation where divinity overwhelms humanity through the use of authority?"

Bernadette, who originally maintained a plain face, also calmed down at this moment. She stared at Saslier closely, expecting the other party to give her the answer she was looking forward to.

Saslier put down the coffee cup in his hand, thought for a moment and said:

"Your idea is feasible to a certain extent, but this kind of precise manipulation of the spiritual realm requires your own cooperation. Those who have this kind of trouble have basically entered the rank of angel."

"He still needs the help of a high-sequence psychiatrist, and it cannot be like Ourolyus. As a born mythical creature, he lacks the childhood and experience he deserves, and he also has some problems with his own personality."

The ancient sun god also liked to take in problem children. There were eight angel kings around him, but in the end, only his clone was reliable. Renekton's thoughts suddenly spread out, and he imagined a picture in his mind.

Bernadette seemed to recall past memories. A smile appeared on her face, but then disappeared.

She frowned lightly, as if she didn't want to recall the past too much, and then sighed softly:

"He had a childhood. When he was a child, he also had enough humanity, but he was born with the characteristics of a knowledge teacher. This caused his humanity to be gradually oppressed by divinity as he grew older."

"As for cooperation, I think I can convince Him now."

Saslier didn't ask too much, just nodded slightly and said:

"I will contact you when the time is right. Before that, I need to herd at least one saint from the audience path."

"no problem."

Bernadette nodded slightly, she also needed time to convince Bonova.

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, Renekton made his request to Bernadette:

"I want to borrow the 'Wheel of Fortune' card for a while. I have a hunch that I will use it at some time in the near future."

"Okay, I'll have someone bring it to you in two days."

Bernadette agreed directly without even asking for payment for borrowing the Blasphemy Card, nor did she mention a time for its return.

After solving a problem, Renekton turned to look at Saslier:

"I want a drop of your mythical creature's blood. What should I exchange for it?"

Although Sasril will definitely be given if I ask directly, but it relies on the favors and help accumulated in the past, and cannot be used in unnecessary places. I just want to master more occult knowledge by analyzing the blood of mythical creatures. That’s all.

Sasril seemed to have anticipated Renekton's proposal, and he gave the answer the next moment:

"Help me find the visionary, tyrant, sun and white tower. The saint-level characteristics of these paths. It would be better if there are angel characteristics."

"The extraordinary characteristics of the next three paths are concentrated in the hands of the three major churches. Those scattered outside are basically series five or below."

Bernadette reminded Renekton aloud.

He nodded slightly, with a smile on his face and said:

"No problem. I have some news about natural disasters and will find him as soon as possible, but I can't defeat an angel, even if he is in a bad state."

"You can chant my name."

As he spoke, Saslier raised his right hand. The flesh and blood on it trembled slightly, and bits of dark, viscous liquid emerged from the surface of the skin. More and more, they gathered and solidified, forming a piece the size of a fingernail. of dark crystals.

He tilted his palm slightly, and the jet-black crystal flew towards Renekton.

He stretched out his hand to catch it, and there was nothing else except a slightly cold touch.

"Be prepared before using it. Although it is essentially just the blood of angels, it has a status close to sequence 0."