Chapter 20 Ceremony

Backlund, North District.

Leonard, who had just arranged the task of his direct team, saw the boundless gray fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.

He let out a long sigh of relief and lowered his voice:

"Looks like there's nothing wrong."

Since Mr. Fool can give feedback as normal and convene a Tarot meeting, it shows that he has won the confrontation with Amon.

In this way, Klein should also be able to get out of the predicament.

In Leonard's mind, Pales Zarathustra's slightly old voice said "ha":

"Don't be too happy so early. After you enter the Origin Castle, observe the Fool to see if he has a monocle on his right eye."

"You, you mean, the current 'The Fool' may be disguised by Amon?" Leonard's eyelids jumped and he asked quickly.

Pales sighed and said:

"This possibility is not ruled out, Amon can really do such a thing."

"...I'll pay attention." Leonard's relaxed mind instantly tightened again.

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The Sunya Sea, on the "Future".

"Mr. Fool took so long to respond... Does this mean that the disappearance of 'World' Gehrman Sparrow has something to do with what he planned? Not sure, maybe Mr. Fool didn't respond. During this time, he was saving Gehrman Sparrow, and now, He has succeeded... He didn't mention this matter directly, he planned to let the 'world' tell it at the Tarot meeting?" After Mr. Fool's voice, "Admiral Star" Cattleya's mind flashed one after another in an instant.

With the help of the content of the Queen's letter, she suspected that the fall of George III could not be separated from the intervention of Mr. Fool, and the previous disappearance of Gehrman Sparrow the World was also a continuation of this matter.

Cattleya's first reaction was to write to "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette, telling her that Gehrman Sparrow had been found, but after thinking about it, she held back her temper and prepared to attend the afternoon party. After understanding the specific process, I figured out what can be said and what can't be said, and then feedback to the queen.

"Anyway, things seem to be resolved." The "Admiral Star" sighed and sat by the window with peace of mind, looking at the blue sky.

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Sunia Island, on the edge of a virgin forest.

Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, looking at the port not far away and the blue sky there.

The gust of wind swirled around him, but it did not disperse, affecting the trees next to him.

In the appearance of the illusory gray mist, Alger was overjoyed at first, and then panicked:

"Mr. Fool took a while to respond... This shows that his previous state was indeed a bit abnormal.

"However, He has now recovered...

"He didn't respond to my request to borrow the 'No Dark Cross' from the 'Sun', but he discovered my temptation and discovered my hidden thoughts...

"I can't do this kind of thing again in the future! Mr. Fool just gave a simple warning this time, and next time he will probably give him a direct punishment.

"Don't put God to the test, don't put God to the test."

As his thoughts turned around, Alger lowered his head and said reverently:

"Thank you for your kindness and tolerance."

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Backlund, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.

"Mr. Fool didn't convey my question to Mister World... This is because the Tarot Club will be going on normally in the afternoon, when will there be time for communication?" Audrey analyzed the delay from the feedback. Something went wrong,

"Normally, Mr. Fool's replies are very timely. This time it took more than a quarter of an hour... He is dealing with other things, very important things? Is it related to the death of George III?"

In any case, the delay of a quarter of an hour is not too serious a problem, Audrey quickly retracted her thoughts, and her mood improved a lot:

"We'll know the truth from Mister World later.

"I hope that this time, apart from triggering a full-scale war, there will be no more serious consequences, and war is unavoidable at present..."

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Backlund, North District, underground of St. Samuel Church.

"Mr. Fool didn't say that he would help me..." Emlyn White frowned slightly while holding a glass of red liquid.

He immediately interpreted the symbolic meaning of this response from another angle:

"Mr. Fool specifically emphasized that the Tarot will continue as usual in the afternoon. He wanted to tell me that the chance to get out of the predicament lies with a certain member? Wouldn't it still be the 'star'?

"Well, anyway, I should be able to get out of here this week."

——Because Emlyn was protected behind the Chanis Gate of St. Samuel Church, no matter what happened on the outskirts of Backlund, it was unlikely to affect him, and it was impossible for him to suddenly escape from prison. Go to a place where there are remains of the "Blood Emperor", so Klein missed him when he hinted at the other members in the middle of last week.

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City of Silver, Berg's house.

After hearing Mr. Fool's response, Derrick rolled over from the bed, his excited expression was beyond words.

Mr. Fool has not disappeared! Mr. Fool did not abandon the City of Silver like the Creator did!

He paced back and forth a few steps, and immediately rushed out of the room, went to the twin towers, and told the chief the good news.

But the growth of more than a year still marked Derrick with a distinct brand. He finally calmed down and decided to finish attending the Tarot Party, got the promise of blessings, and then went to find the chief.

"Perhaps, the lack of response during this period of time is the test of Mr. Fool to me, the Chief, and the City of Silver to see if we will quickly fall to the Fallen Creator..." I don't know when it started, Derrick's The thought mode took on a bit of a "hanged man" color.

Of course, he didn't have any superfluous thoughts because of this. In his perception, it was normal for gods to test believers. The creator left behind many similar legends.

After thinking about it, Derrick still couldn't sit still and still paced back and forth in the room.

He was looking forward to the "afternoon" Tarot Club like never before.

——In the City of Silver, in the Land Forsaken by God, afternoon is a relatively abstract concept, because there are not enough signs to determine, they can only define day and night with the amount of lightning, and cannot make further subdivisions.

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Backlund, East District, in a two-bedroom rental house.

"Ha." Forsi couldn't help laughing after getting Mr. Fool's response.

As a best-selling novelist, she has a rich imagination. During the period when Mr. Fool did not respond, she has weaved one terrible story after another in her mind:

Mr. Fool exchanged his own fall for the failure of George III;

Mr. Fool's plan was discovered by the gods and was besieged;

Mr. Fool's old injury relapsed and he fell into a deep sleep again. Gehrman Sparrow the "World" has no one to care for, and is being hunted down by his enemies...

The development of these stories is not the same, but the ending is very consistent, that is, Fors himself fell into the "full moon raving" and lost control and became a monster.

Phew... Forsi exhaled, and said to Xio with a smile on her face:

"I just found out today that Mr. Fool is the most important man in my heart, uh, that Him."

"What's more important is that you must become a demigod as soon as possible and completely get rid of the curse of the full moon." Xio replied seriously.

After joining the Tarot Club, she already knew the real situation of her friends.

"Yeah!" Fors nodded and said with a constant smile, "Anyway, I have to drink a glass of wine to celebrate!"

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Above the gray fog, inside the "Origin Castle".

The calmed Klein recovered his spiritual state with the help of meditation.

"When I first learned to meditate, I needed to imagine something that didn't exist in this world and replace the things in my mind, so as to really enter into meditation. At that time, my first reaction was to outline the ICBMs on the earth, but it didn't work out. It can be successful... Hehe, I didn't think much about it at the time. Now it seems that this may have explained some problems... It's not something that doesn't exist in this world, but has been annihilated in the fog of history..." Klein rubbed. Forehead, naturally recalled a past event.

He immediately restrained his energy and planned to get the "Miracle Master" potion formula before the Tarot Club.

——At this time, Amon is patiently guarding the place where he died. He can only stay in the "Origin Castle" and has nothing else to do.

After thinking about the method, Klein grabbed outside the ancient palace, and with a condescending attitude, took out an item from the historical pores in the gray-white mist.

It was a notebook with a cover made of hard paper, dyed completely black.

Antigonus Family Notes!

"Sure enough... It's not derived from 'Uniqueness', it just has a little power left over from the Antigonus family's half 'The Fool'..." Klein sighed and threw the note on the long bronze table in front of him superior.

Because the content of this notebook is likely to be problematic, he does not intend to interpret the Sequence 2 "Miracle Master" potion formula from above, he just uses it as a medium for divination.

Immediately afterwards, Klein showed a pen and paper and wrote a divination statement:

"The original owner of this notebook."

Putting away the pen, picking up the paper and notes, Klein leaned back in the chair and repeated the words he just wrote in a low voice.

After seven times in a row, he entered a gray dream, saw a mountain reaching into the white clouds, and saw a dilapidated and dilapidated palace on the top of the mountain, separated from reality by a transparent boundary.

In the palace, there are moss and weeds growing in many places. At the top is a huge stone seat. Its surface is inlaid with dim gems and gold. In the center, there are countless transparent worms hugging together and slowly twisting. , grows wantonly, extending a strip of smooth tentacles covered with patterns.

Different from the past, this time, Klein directly saw the "monster" and saw what he looked like.

Suddenly, the palace above the gray fog shook violently, and Klein's figure went straight up and was suspended in the air.

In the next second, his spiritual body collapsed into a wriggling "worm of spirit", crawling all over the ground.

"Origin Castle" immediately shook, everything returned to its original state, and Klein's spiritual body also re-condensed.

He sat in the position of "The Fool", rubbed his forehead, and said with a wry smile:

"It's really half a 'fool' with 'uniqueness'..."

After speaking to himself, Klein briefly recalled, picked up the pen, and recorded on the paper the knowledge he had just obtained by peeping at the mythical creature:

"Sequence 2: Master of Miracles.

"Main material: a heart of the Dark Demonic Wolf (God of Wish), or the Extraordinary characteristics of another 'miracle master'.

"Auxiliary materials: 300 milliliters of blood of the Dark Demonic Wolf, one piece of 'Insect of Time', and one piece of 'Insect of Stars'.

"Promotion Ceremony: Bringing a lost piece of history back to the current era."

PS: During this period of time, readers have been sending me private messages, asking me not to care about comments and write what I want to write calmly. In fact, I have always been calm and not panic at all. On the one hand, I have done a good job. I have been preparing for a lot of drop in follow-up subscriptions. I seriously want to write this rival drama and revealing drama. On the other hand, thank you all for not forgetting to subscribe automatically while fattening up. The follow-up subscription not only did not drop, but also increased.

Frankly speaking, if I see this kind of plot myself, I will raise it first and watch it in one breath. Who knows, during this time, most of the follow-up subscriptions are kept at around 53,000, which is quite a peak. The level, after summoning Zarath, went up all the way. The two chapters of Chernobyl and Xiaoke's suicide broke through 60,000 in 24 hours, which is also a record on the .asxs. platform, um, for me The most important thing is not the data, but to verify some of my own ideas about creation. At least, my cognition of a certain branch of the plot tension seems to be correct at present.