Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After getting out of the devil's ability to control emotions and desires, Renekton stopped moving upwards. He looked far away and looked at the Golden Dream, which was speeding away from this sea area.

Although I can't tell the authenticity of the two "death signals" without establishing a connection with mysticism, the Fool above the gray fog can.

As soon as his inner thoughts emerged, he 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."

“I pray to you;

I pray for your attention and the power to change the weather.”

On the White Onyx, layers of prayers suddenly echoed in Klein's ears. They were a bit illusive and erratic, and he couldn't hear them clearly. He could only roughly judge that it was a young male.

"Little sun or moon? Or Al has already started a fight with the Blood Admiral?"

Muttering in his mind, he stood up and entered the bathroom.

After locking the door of the bathroom behind him and placing a spiritual wall around it to block the possible prying eyes of Danitz and Bugs Bunny, he quickly walked four steps backward and arrived above the gray fog.

After he saw the crimson star representing the White Tower flashing, his spirituality immediately spread and touched the crimson star.

The crimson light surged out like a tide and quickly condensed into a picture:

Renekton, surrounded by stars, moved at high speed in the air, and spears filled with golden flames shot out one after another, stretching the distance between him and the huge demon behind him.

Below is a vast ocean, with only one ship reflecting golden light in the sun far away.

Klein set his sights below the sea. In his field of vision, there was a darkness full of filth and depravity crawling beneath the sea.

"Is this area all within the scope of influence of the "Qiu Sui Hao"?"

Klein pondered, and he turned his attention to the sea below, trying to find the true location of the Suicide.

There are two places of the most intense darkness, but it’s completely impossible to distinguish the primary and secondary. Or, can both be the main subject?

Klein frowned slightly. In this case, there was nothing he could do.

Suddenly, he noticed a line of sight, and the other party seemed to be looking for something. He followed his intuition and locked his eyes on the sea area below the Golden Dream.

The Death Cruiser noticed my gaze above the gray fog. It was looking for the source of this gaze, but it probably couldn't find it.

It seems that the rumors are likely to be true. Between the Immortal King and the "Gao Sui Hao", perhaps the "Gao Sui Hao" is the dominant party.

While he was deep in thought, he had already picked up the strange crown covered with rust and blood on the table, and waved his hand to summon a paper figurine from the pile of debris on the side.

He leveraged a little of the power of the space above the gray mist, shook the paper man out, and transformed into a tall angel carrying twelve pairs of flame wings and wearing crimson armor, and sank into the deep star representing Renekton. Red stars.

At the same time, he held the strange crown in his hand tightly, and when Renekton had chosen the battle site, he used the characteristics of this conqueror to help him change the weather and create a suitable battlefield.

Renekton, who was pulling each other with Agaritu behind him, suddenly saw a thick gray mist in front of his eyes. He understood that this was Klein's response. He gently rubbed his fingers and used a spell he had prepared.

An invisible curtain fell, and his figure and breath suddenly disappeared around him.

Agaritu, whose body was completely transformed into a demon, cautiously stopped his pursuit. The huge curved goat horn on his head shone with a strange light.

There are colorful colors emerging on it, showing a state of burning flames, and the red and light blue flames surrounding his body also move with a strange rhythm.

The power of emotions and desires permeates the surroundings, and all creatures within a certain range will inevitably enter a psychedelic state.

Isolated by the secret, Renekton saw in his eyes the image of a tall angel carrying twelve pairs of flaming wings and wearing crimson armor. This angel wrapped him in layers of flaming wings.

In an instant, Renekton felt that his condition had improved a lot, and the restless emotions and desires in his body that had been temporarily suppressed by reason were grafted to unknown places.

"There is no priority among the split bodies of the Death Ship. The split body carrying its autonomous consciousness is on the Golden Dream."

There is no distinction between priority and priority. This is the unique ability of the whisperer on the Suicide Squadron. It did not disappear because it became a sealed object.

While pondering, Renekton used the mysterious reappearance of "The Emperor's New Clothes" on himself, turning him into something that did not exist at all.

Then he released his hidden state and was exposed to the influence of Agaritu's ability. He smiled at the immortal king without being affected at all.

He raised his hand and opened a "door" in the air, and his figure quickly disappeared into it.

The next moment, a light blue fireball exuding a strong smell of sulfur swept past the location where Renekton had just appeared without causing a single ripple.

On the deck of the Golden Dream, a burst of light blue light swayed, and a "door" was opened.

These were the coordinates he had reserved on the Golden Dream before. Within a certain range, he could activate the coordinates at will, open a "door" and teleport himself quickly.

Renekton quickly flew out from the other side of the "door", and he reminded Edwina:

"The Suicide is just below the surface of the sea, be careful of attacks."

Then, surrounded by stars, he quickly rose into the sky. At the same time, he recited the Fool's name again and expressed his need for a thunderstorm.

Klein responded quickly this time. As his altitude climbed, the originally sunny weather quickly turned gloomy.

Dark clouds gradually enveloped the entire sea.

Rumble!

As a bolt of lightning flashed across, thunder exploded in the sky, and raindrops began to fall.

Renekton stretched out his hand and dragged it in mid-air, and a spear quickly took shape in his hand.

The tip of the spear is engraved with mysterious symbols, and the handle of the spear is like a branch. This is the must-hit spear "Gangnir" condensed from the mysterious representation.

His eyes fell to the sea, and a purple light appeared in his eyes. He quickly locked the "Suicide" hidden under the sea.

The "Suite" was unable to break through the protection of the paper angel and establish contact with him, so naturally it was unable to exert influence.

The next moment, he threw out the "Gangnir" in his hand.

A bright trace like lightning appeared in the sky and submerged into the sea.

Under the sea, there seemed to be shadows and a stream of light moving rapidly.

Illusive and erratic murmurs suddenly resounded throughout the sea, and even Renekton, who was high in the sky, felt his head feel a little heavy.

On the Golden Dream, strange runes lit up and then went out.

All crew members fell into an inevitable psychedelic state, and emotions and desires began to grow in their hearts.

A sacred, clear, brilliant and pure warm light fell from the sky, instantly covering the entire Golden Dream, pulling everyone out of the psychedelic state.

Outside the captain's room, Edwina's eyes were filled with light blue light.

"Purify!" She whispered in dragon language.

A line of light blue water, with a little bit of crystal brilliance, quickly swayed outwards with her as the center.

Waves of strange patterned inscriptions shone on the hull of the Golden Dream, surrounding the light blue light on the ship and echoing continuously.

Over and over again, the emotions and desires floating in the crew's hearts were washed away.

On the sea surface, an illusory, viscous black liquid composed of various emotions and desires floated in an instant.

These liquids are like a collection of the most sinister and shameful desires in the human heart, sweeping through the surroundings in a manner that contaminates everything, and rush towards the Golden Dream.

Oh!

A bright and dazzling electric light fell from the sky, like a spear dropped from the clouds, straight into the sea.

The viscous black liquid on the sea surface stagnated for a moment, and then continued to surge upwards with bursts of electric light.

In two or three seconds, a huge sailboat composed of dark, viscous liquid emerged from the sea, and murmurs full of filth and depravity resounded throughout the sea area.

Renekton, who was floating high in the sky, retracted his throwing gesture. His body was dyed with a very light golden color, which isolated most of the influence of the babble.

Then he extended his hand into the air and made a pulling motion, and pieces of light yellow paper fell from the spirit world and floated next to Renekton.

He casually sprinkled a handful of iron-black powder, and the surrounding light yellow paper quickly became metallic.

The lightning in the dark clouds in the sky moved more frequently, almost continuously, illuminating the sea area pale and translucent.

Renekton closed his eyes slightly, raised his hands half-opened, and his spirituality overflowed.

A whirlwind blew by, lifting some kind of tree powder from Renekton's body into the air.

The lightning in the clouds above seemed to be attracted by some unknown force, falling one after another, becoming more and more dense.

There was a crackling ring in the sky surrounded by circles of lightning.

The next moment, he opened his eyes again, and the light blue light lingered, reflecting with the lightning that was constantly dancing around him, making it appear sacred and dangerous.

"In this kind of operation of squeezing a rail gun with bare hands, the path of a generalist is better."

His murmur was swallowed up by the surrounding lightning, and even Klein, who was watching the scene above the gray fog, could not hear clearly.

Immediately, his half-raised hands suddenly made a downward movement.

The surrounding sheets of metalized light yellow paper carried pulsating arcs, being pulled by invisible forces and falling from the high school, and then accelerated by the powerful electromagnetic field formed by the restrained lightning.

It turned into flashes of lightning, falling indiscriminately, hitting the "Death No." covered with dark viscous liquid below.

Every flash of lightning is a railgun

The massive attack was mostly absorbed by the illusory, viscous black liquid on the "Suicide", but the huge impact still made it impossible for the "Suicide" to continue moving forward, and there were signs of capsizing.