Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

In the cabin of the Golden Dream, Renekton returned to his room after selling a wave of potion formulas.

It was hard to tell that the crew of the Golden Dream was quite wealthy. His eyes glanced at the table beside him, where there were many magical items made, as well as some banknotes and even gold bars.

He immediately withdrew his gaze and raised his right hand to wipe it in the air.

As he moved, pieces of starlight filled the air. They swarmed to form a barrier that isolated the inside and outside, and then gradually faded and disappeared from the field of vision visible to the naked eye.

After doing all this, Renekton took out the dark brown glass bottle containing the blood of the Eternal Sun from the leather suitcase on the side.

Originally, stealing this drop of divine blood was a ritual to be promoted to an occultist, but I ended up skipping the ritual step.

Thinking of this, Renekton shook his head helplessly, but this would not have much impact. He could still obtain corresponding occult knowledge by analyzing the blood of this mythical creature.

The next moment, his right hand holding the glass bottle suddenly exerted force, a layer of starlight flickered between his fingers, and with a sizzling sound, the glass bottle shattered.

The temperature in the room suddenly increased, and the light was so bright that it was dazzling. The glass shards clattered to the floor, leaving only a little dazzling golden color floating on the palm of the hand, emitting light and heat.

That drop of divine blood from the Eternal Blazing Sun was like hot magma. Renekton could even feel the skin on his hands drying up and falling off.

Dots of starlight quickly formed a ball of slowly rotating star sand in the palm of the right hand, wrapping the drop of the divine blood of the eternal blazing sun in the innermost part, like the sun surrounded by stars.

Stars emerged one after another, densely packed and dazzling.

The secret-peeping eyes that should have been purple now have a touch of light blue brilliance.

Renekton clasped his hands around the slowly rotating star sand. The next moment, he suddenly pulled his hands, and the original mass of star sand was suddenly magnified dozens of times.

Under the shining starlight, that drop of blazing divine blood gradually showed some signs of being broken down into knowledge. The majestic and dazzling mystical knowledge like the sun came into Renekton's eyes one after another.

It is like a perfect sun model, showing all the details of the mysterious world of the sun, and there is no danger of facing the sun directly.

The maintenance of this model requires constant consumption of that drop of divine blood. Renekton did not waste time. Relying on the characteristics of the reader and secret-seeing path, he quickly analyzed and memorized the various mysteries contained in the divine blood. Knowledge

It wasn't until the drop of the divine blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun was exhausted that Renekton reluctantly looked back.

He was not in a hurry to analyze another drop of Sasril's blood. The analysis of the divine blood just consumed not only his own spirituality, but also his energy.

He sat back on the chair nearby, closed his eyes slightly, and waved his hands slightly.

There was the sound of shattering glass all around, and the starlight barrier that isolated the inside and outside quietly emerged, then shattered into dots of starlight, and quickly disappeared.

He quietly felt the extra occult knowledge in his mind. Perhaps it was because he was already good at spells in the solar field. The effect of that drop of Eternal Sun Blood was far beyond his expectation.

Simulate the sun: Consume a large amount of spirituality and materials, and with the assistance of rituals, you can directly create a simulated sun, a sun with dual meanings of reality and mysticism. Even without these auxiliary lines, you can still create blazing golden sunlight, which will A large area is pulled into the sun's domain

With a deeper understanding of the power of the sun domain, he can now use the extraordinary abilities of the sun domain more quickly and powerfully.

After a moment, he opened his eyes again and murmured: "I feel that if you give me the characteristics of the Sun Priest or the Darkless One now, I am sure to create an eternally burning miniature sun."

After recovering his consumed spirituality, Renekton silently recited the Fool's honorable name:

"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."

"Dear Mr. Fool, I would like to communicate with Mr. Sun alone. Please tell me and obtain his consent."

The place abandoned by God, Silver City.

Derrick had just returned home from a patrol mission. In his field of vision, a thick gray-white mist suddenly surged out, with crimson light pouring out like a tide.

Mr. Fool? It shouldn’t be time for the Tarot session yet, right? A trace of doubt flashed through Little Sun's heart, and then he calmed down and listened carefully to the information given by Mr. Fool.

The crimson light condensed like a tide in the thick gray-white mist, and the vague figure of Renekton emerged. He was praying to Mr. Fool and saying:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I would like to communicate with Mr. Sun alone. Please tell me and obtain his consent."

This voice sounds a bit like Mr. Baita. Why does he want to communicate with me alone?

In a flash of thought, Derrick had already responded:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I agree to communicate alone with Mr. White Tower."

The crimson light and thick gray fog in front of him dissipated, and Derrick quickly lit the candles in the room to prevent himself from being exposed to the darkness for a long time during the time he went to Mr. Fool's Kingdom, causing unnecessary consequences. danger.

Then he lay half on the bed, waiting for a private communication with Mr. Baita

Before long, his eyes once again filled with thick gray mist and crimson light.

Above the gray mist, inside a magnificent ancient palace that looks like a giant's residence.

As two crimson rays of light rose, two slightly blurry figures appeared here on the high-backed chairs belonging to the sun and the White Tower.

Renekton subconsciously glanced at the position belonging to the Fool. A blurry figure shrouded in gray mist was sitting there.

Immediately, he stood up with a chuckle, saluted to the leader and said:

"Good afternoon, dear Mr. Fool, I'm sorry to bother you at this time."

Derrick on the side was stunned for a second, and then he imitated Renekton and stood up and saluted:

"Good afternoon, dear Mr. Fool~"

At the top of the mottled long table, the figure shrouded in gray mist responded calmly with no discernible emotion:

"You guys start."

Renekton nodded slightly, then half-turned his body and smiled towards the little sun:

"As a city-state that was once ruled by giants, your City of Silver should have a potion formula for the Mother Path, right? I need a druid and, um. What you call it should be a potion formula for a classical alchemist."

"In exchange, I will find someone to research crops that can adapt to your Silver City environment, so that you can eat more normal food."

Little Sun Derrick was stunned for a while. He couldn't imagine what the normal food in Mr. Baita's mouth looked like. He had never thought there was anything wrong with black-faced grass before.

Since Mr. Baita said it is a more normal food, then our current black-faced grass should be better, right?

After a short silence, Derrick said in a rather troubled voice:

"What does normal food look like? I need to understand and convince the chief."

"There should be a formula for the mother's path in Silver City, but no one has chosen this path. It cannot be played around Silver City, so I can't trade it. I can only go to the chief and get his consent before proceeding. This deal.”

Klein frowned slightly as he listened, but due to the gray fog, no one noticed this scene.

I have always ignored the living conditions of Little Sun and the others. I can give him some food from the outside through sacrifices and gifts, but the entire Silver City. Sorry, Mr. Fool doesn’t have that much money.

Little Sun's answer was as expected by Renekton. He nodded slightly and said:

"No problem. The transaction can be carried out step by step. I will first give you a batch of normal food from our outside world in exchange for the druid's potion formula and even materials."

"The Sequence Five potion formula is expensive enough here, so I will give you food of equal value, witnessed by Mr. Fool, um. You can also ask Miss Justice and the others about the approximate price to ensure that the transaction is indeed equivalent."

"As for the classical alchemist's potion formula, you can wait until I develop crops that are suitable for your Silver City environment before trading them. However, this requires your support. I need your monster flesh and soil as experiments. sample."

"No problem. I will ask the chief after the exchange is over."

Derrick answered without hesitation. This deal would not only allow Silver City to obtain normal food, but also prove to the chief and others the existence of a bright world outside!

At the top of the mottled long table, Klein leaned back slightly on the chair and spoke in a leisurely manner:

"You can recite my name when necessary!"

With a copy of Sequence 1 characteristics above the gray fog, I can definitely show a real miracle.

Renekton narrowed his eyes slightly at the side. He had originally planned to tell Klein that he might need his help in the past few days, relying on his conqueror characteristics to create a battlefield of his own.

As an innocent soul, Admiral Blood will definitely be able to divine some dangerous information through Lieutenant General Iceberg's abnormal behavior, but he will not choose to give up. He should be fully prepared before intercepting the Golden Dream.