Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Bayam's dock area, inside the Blue Wind Hotel.

The light that illuminated the sky was transmitted into the room. Daniz, who had just laid down on the bed, suddenly turned over and got out of bed, and opened the door to his room.

He saw Gehrman Sparrow walking out of his room at some point and standing in front of the window in the hall, staring out the window with a confused expression.

After a slight hesitation, he saw the light outside the window quickly fade away.

He took a few steps closer to Gehrman Sparrow. At this time, it was safer to follow this crazy adventurer.

Before he even got close, he saw Gehrman Sparrow looking at him ruthlessly despite Zhang.

Daniz quickly grinned and said with a flattering smile:

"What happened? Wasn't it the guy who just got into a fight with the big shot that 'Steel' talked about?"

Klein just glanced at Daniz and quickly withdrew his gaze. He stared out the window at the darkening sky again and nodded gently.

Before Daniz could continue to ask, he said again:

"The wind is coming!"

"Huh? It's windy? Isn't it always windy at the beach?"

Daniz looked at Klein in confusion and saw that the crazy adventurer had turned around and was about to leave.

"What are you going to do?"

When Daniz saw Klein's movements, he immediately asked cautiously.

"sleep."

Klein responded while maintaining Gehrman Sparrow's cold tone.

"Sleep, sleep?" Daniz repeated stutteringly. He was dumbfounded as he watched Klein walk into his room and closed the door behind him.

Shit! Whether this guy is a madman or a fool, he goes to sleep at this time? Isn't he afraid that if he falls asleep, he will never wake up again?

After returning to his room and closing the door, Klein quickly took out a packet of Holy Night powder from his pocket and sprinkled it around the room, setting up a spiritual wall to isolate the inside and outside.

Then he recited aloud and walked four steps backward to reach above the gray mist.

A tornado that had rarely been seen in more than ten years blew up in the sky in the Bayamluen settlement area.

The strong wind picked up the branches of the surrounding trees, the trash cans on the street, the clothes that had not been put away, the gravel on the ground, and the tiles on the roof.

The strong wind carried the debris and roared towards the sea. Thunder continued to explode in the sky, and fierce lightning continued to strike in the wind.

The silhouette of the "Silent One" of the Rose School, Maihams, kept flashing back and forth between the ice crystals, dodging the spears filled with golden flames and the lightning that kept falling.

Renekton, whose body was shrouded in pale golden light, raised his hand slightly, and a tide of pure golden light surged around him, condensing into a layer of light armor covering his body.

The lightning falling in the sky always strikes the extremely conspicuous golden figure, striking out golden sparks on the armor of light floating on the body, and breaking down layers of light flakes.

Renekton, shrouded in light armor, was like an emotionless robot, following the inherent instructions, constantly summoning golden flames, condensing them into long spears, and constantly attacking Mahamus.

The place where the miniature sun once appeared, which was extremely white and illuminated the entire Bayam.

The villa there has completely lost its outline, leaving only a dark charcoal.

Under the dark night sky, the shadows squirmed, and something invisible slipped down. It was a layer of secrecy and a layer of protection.

A small piece of shadow covered by secrecy naturally blended into the night. Renekton's figure stepped out of the shadow, and he returned to his normal state from something that did not exist at all.

This is the "Emperor's New Clothes" he prepared in advance, as well as the spell that provides secrecy.

He relied on the "Emperor's New Clothes" to avoid the damage caused by the blazing white spear he threw, and relied on secrecy to hide himself in the shadows.

Successfully confused the sights of "Silent One" Mahamus and "Sea King" Yann Coatman who arrived later, making them think that the dazzling demigod in the sky was his true body.

After all, how could the arrogant Solar Path be so sneaky? Renekton groaned in his heart, and then recited the Fool's honorable name in a low 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'm asking for some help from you."

As soon as he finished the words of prayer, a thick gray mist surged out of his sight, accompanied by a burst of crimson light like a tide.

The next moment, a tall angel with twelve pairs of jet-black wings appeared in front of him.

This angel used the wings behind him to surround himself layer by layer.

The picture that appeared in his vision quickly dissipated, and Renekton, who had been promoted to demigod, was keenly aware that he had an extra blessing and a secret.

He immediately reached forward, took out an illusory hat from the void, and put it on his head.

His figure then disappeared, disappearing all traces.

The howling wind blew again, and stars appeared around Renekton, who had hidden his figure, wrapping himself up to isolate himself from the impact of the wind.

He raised his eyes and looked into the air on his left, where there was an old man with gray hair and wearing a dark blue bishop's robe. He was one step behind the "Sea King" and had just arrived here, the Bishop of Byam Diocese of the Church of the Storm, Joe Gory. .

Renekton immediately withdrew his gaze. Encircled by layers of starlight, his body quickly took off and flew to the sea where his clone and Mahamus were.

"Who!" A strong wind swept past, setting off a puff of smoke and dust all around.

K2 looked sharply at the direction Renekton left. After looking around for a week, he rode the strong wind and chased towards the sea.

The sea outside Bayam, far from the port.

Silver-white electric snakes jumped out from the clouds, carrying a violent and destructive aura that was as strong as the real thing, and densely slashed towards the area covered by the tornado below, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters in the Thunder Forest.

This is the battlefield chosen by the "Aquaman" Yann Coatman!

Although he didn't understand why the two demigods who were fighting had no idea of ​​retreating, it only made him feel that the dignity of the Church of Storms was offended. In response, he would show these two strange demigods what thunder is. The anger!

By continuously creating ice crystals, Renekton's figure was clearly reflected in the eyes of Mchams, who flashed mirrors one after another in the tornado, a figure that was not shrouded in pale golden light.

The next moment, Mahamus's body suddenly twisted and transformed into a strange green puppet with stains.

The puppets are covered with strange runes, connected together like strange patterns drawn.

Covered in golden light armor, Renekton's movements suddenly stiffened for a moment, as if he had been affected by an unknown force, but he quickly recovered.

Under the golden armor of light, circles of warm radiance emanated outwards, trying to purify some unknown influence.

Streams of silver lightning, carrying the aura of destruction, fell densely from the sky, falling on the dense and continuous golden flames, falling on the ice crystals scattered in the strong wind, and falling on the strange puppet.

The "Source of Curse" ability at the third level of the sequence can transfer all damage to the curse target, and you will no longer bear the same damage.

At this moment, all the damage caused by the lightning storm created by "Aquaman" Yan Cotman was borne by Renekton's clone.

The golden sea of ​​fire that was constantly floating in the tornado seemed to have lost its support under the continuous bombardment of lightning. It quickly disintegrated and turned into dots of fire, which were extinguished by the strong wind.

The golden armor of light surrounded by the golden sea of ​​fire has disappeared, leaving only a cracked paper figure, as if it was pieced together with pieces of paper and glue.

The paper man was quickly torn apart by the strong wind, turning into bits of paper and disappearing among the silvery electric snakes.

Substitute spell? No, it was more like some kind of weird clone. In the center of the storm, a tall and burly middle-aged man watched the changes in this scene and groaned in his heart.

He was about forty years old, with hard and profound facial lines and well-defined muscles on his body, holding up the loose Storm Priest robe.

His eyes were filled with electric light and turned silver-white. His hair, which was thicker than normal people, was like tentacles, spread out in the air, entangled with the dense silver-white electric snakes around him.

The silvery white lightning intertwined with him, like some kind of extension of his body, following his will, slashing at the enemy locked by his gaze.

substitute? He deliberately provoked the "Sea King" of the Church of Storms, just for this scene to cause a conflict between me and the Church of Storms? He thinks that his own strength and the forces behind him are not enough to fight us, so he wants to use the pressure from the Church of Storms to make me retreat?

What happened on the Flesh Tree should have nothing to do with him, otherwise he should understand that the pressure of a "Sea King" is not enough to make us give up the investigation. Or is this also a trap?

While McHams was thinking, he had changed from the strange puppet state back to his own body.

He withstood the baptism of the lightning storm and created layers of ice crystals around himself.

These ice crystals were scattered and shattered by the dense lightning, and disappeared in the strong wind.

The figure of Mahamus suddenly disappeared. He was attached to a small ice crystal, constantly floating and flying under the pull of the strong wind.

Relying on the intuition brought by his powerful divination ability, he accurately found a gap in lightning. A figure wearing a white robe inlaid with gold threads quickly appeared, his figure was slightly illusory.

The next moment, his mouth was suddenly opened by golden nails covered with fine patterns, and a silent scream came from his mouth.

This sound broke through the limitations of strong wind and lightning, and was clearly transmitted to the ears of "Aquaman" Yan Cotman.

The ultimate curse brewed from the silent disciple in the long silence suddenly broke out on him