Chapter 43 Eastward

The latest website: "Dark Angel" Sasliel is probably a negative personality separated from the ancient sun god... Mr. "Gate" was once the most powerful king of angels... The Abraham family also has at least two "0" level Sealed items, corresponding to the extraordinary characteristics of the angel level of the "Apprentice" path... The underlying rules of this world are chaotic and crazy... A piece of mystical knowledge echoed in the mind of "The Hermit" Cattleya, shocking her In addition, I felt the heavy weight.

If it wasn't for the Tarot Club, Mister Fool's protection, and Gehrman Sparrow the World, it would never be so easy for her to learn this knowledge, and she would definitely take a huge risk if she was not careful. It will attract the attention of certain high-level beings, or be entangled by madness and pain.

"Thank you for your advance, this will greatly help me digest the potion." Cattleya opened her eyes and sincerely thanked her.

According to her original plan, after seeing the "Queen of Mysteries", she should be able to gain some mystical knowledge. With Gehrman Sparrow's current advance payment, there is a high probability that the "Mysticist" potion can be completely digested. Unfortunately, A few days before she arrived in Backlund, "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette followed a clue and left the metropolis, leaving Cattleya very disappointed.

Hearing Ms. Hermit's words, Klein, who was pretending to be "The World", laughed hoarsely:

"This gift has a price."

As the voice echoed, he nodded to the two ladies "Justice" and "Magician", indicating that this sentence was also addressed to them.

When this private gathering ended, one by one members left "Origin Castle", Klein stood up, walked from the bottom of the mottled long table back to the top, and sat in the seat belonging to "The Fool".

He leaned back on the back of the chair, resting his elbows on the armrest, and the void beside him rippled, forming circles of halos.

This is a prayer light spot, a secret puppet controlled by the historical pore image summoned by Klein. It existed before the party, but the corresponding area was blocked by Klein, and no one could perceive it. It has not returned to normal until now.

Klein turned his gaze to the aperture, and based on this, he expanded his field of vision into the distance:

In the real world, a dark mountain stands tall, with a hole in its waist, extending all the way to the ground.

There used to be many humans who survived the cataclysm hiding here, and were later turned into his secret puppets by the dark demon wolf Kotal.

During this period of time, Klein kept going back from various traces and found three places where the dark demon wolf hid in the past.

But the gains are not too great.

The reason is very simple, just like now, there is a stone at the entrance of the cave, and on it sits a young man wearing a classic black robe and a pointed soft hat, with a wide forehead and a thin face.

Amon.

This "Angel of Time" seemed to be aware of the gaze from "Origin Castle", raised his head, straightened the monocle made of crystal, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"..." Klein withdrew his gaze, and the "muscles" on his face whispered slightly twitching, "It's really haunting... It's not that this guy doesn't know the past of the Dark Demon Wolf, so it's necessary to give me the clues I need Are they all destroyed? And each time only a little earlier..."

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, he wanted to hang Amon up for a pump right now.

Phew... Klein exhaled, and immediately returned to the real world.

Wearing a black top hat and carrying a dim lantern, he released the maintenance of the historical aperture projection, left the mountain without looking back, and went deep into the dead wilderness.

Klein didn't hesitate at all in his steps, because he had already obtained detailed information from the "Goddess of the Night" about the dark demon wolf Kotal, and he had a sufficient understanding of the character, style, and habits of this "God of Wishes".

The reason why he is still searching for the past of the Dark Demon Wolf is mainly because he wants to do a verification. After all, the Eastern Continent has been the "Land Abandoned by God" for two or three thousand years, and the Dark Demon Wolf has been away from the gaze of the "Goddess of the Night" for a long time , It is very likely that there will be some alienation of character and change of style. If he completely follows the information provided by "Evernight Goddess" to plan operations, there is a high probability of making the mistake of bombing the target with an outdated map.

"Under the strong pressure from the 'True Creator' and Amon, the possibility of the Dark Demon Wolf transforming is not low...Maybe it's abnormal, maybe it's so depressed that it's half crazy..." Klein couldn't help it I complained a few words in my heart.

The "Dark Demonic Wolf" in his words can actually be seamlessly switched to "Klein Moretti" and then to "Zhou Mingrui", but the sentence needs to be changed to the future tense.

Another reason for Klein's insistence on pursuing the dark wolf's past is to try to deceive Amon, making it difficult for him to guess that he has the key information.

Of course, this may not fool the "God of Deceit". Klein's main purpose is to obtain a spiritual victory, so as to adjust his overly depressed mental state, so he doesn't need to seek Miss Justice for treatment.

Well, from the current point of view, the Dark Demonic Wolf has indeed maintained its sobriety and rationality in the middle and late stages of the Second Epoch. It is not as manic, bloodthirsty, and crazy as it was when it first merged with other Extraordinary characteristics... His most important character traits seem to be It hasn't changed, he is still so suspicious, even his secret puppets don't believe that much, once he decides to migrate, he will leave all the secret puppets he had before, and erase the connection... Also, the dark magic wolf seems to have come from Those who migrated here from the east... Thinking about it, Klein suddenly stopped, and in the darkness without stars or red moon, relied on his spiritual intuition and turned his gaze to a certain place.

His expression gradually became solemn, he raised his right hand, and pressed the half-height silk top hat.

Then, Klein adjusted his direction and moved forward step by step towards the point of his gaze.

There is the East.

In the endless darkness, the lantern he held in his hand dragged out a lonely shadow. The knee-length windbreaker on his body was almost the same color as the late night in the distance, and his pace was a little faster than before.

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Backlund, Queens District, in Hall's luxurious villa.

Audrey sat in front of the dressing table, and began to seriously think about how to make the release of "bait" reasonable.

During this process, she suddenly thought of one thing.

That is, if I want to "monitor" the voices of the participants near the Extraordinary Gathering, there is no fast enough and convenient way.

As a demigod of Sequence 4, she can neither fly nor "teleport", nor can she use flames to "jump" covertly. If it is late at night, she can use dreams as a springboard to "shuttle". During the day and evening, she can only rely on feet.

"Well... Actually, my speed is not slow, but if I run faster than a steam train, I will definitely attract attention... With so many strong people in Backlund, there will be no shortage of existences who can see through my 'psychological invisibility'... ...Similarly, I can fly in the dragon form, but this image is too conspicuous...At present, I can only let the consciousness and spirit body enter the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, and I cannot bring the body into it..." Ao Dai After thinking about it, Liz could only consider buying sealed items or magical items with the ability to "travel", and at the same time decide to go to the dreamland where there is a dreamland, and walk, take a car, or take the subway if there is no place.

What a simple demigod... Well, no wonder the full name is demigod and demigod. Those terrifying extraordinary abilities are the god side, and these are the human side... Audrey laughed at herself and brought her thoughts back to the right track.

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Backlund, Hillston District.

Sitting by the fireplace, Fors spread out a book on her lap as a base for the letter paper.

Holding a pen, she stared at the horizontal lines on the paper and the tarot cards scattered on the ground, and couldn't let it go for a long time.

"What's wrong? You don't want to lie to your teacher? No, what you wrote is the truth... You don't want to trick your teacher?" Xio walked over, squatted down, looked up into Forsi's eyes and said.

Fors shook her head:

"No, not because of the problem.

"I have some guilt, but I know it's a good thing for him and the Abraham family.

"I'm just hesitating. I always feel that after writing this letter, our destiny will change."

"Ah?" Xio was a little startled, not quite understanding what his friend meant.

Forsi exhaled slowly and said:

"The previous and current wars are actually not that dangerous to us. We have enough ability to evade, obtain corresponding supplies, and continue to live peacefully. Therefore, I don't feel so deeply about it.

"We are like people standing beside a torrent. We could watch everything safely, but after writing this letter, we may be swept into the torrent by the surging tide."

After listening quietly, Xio opened his mouth, then pursed it again and said:

"Without this matter, do you think we can avoid this torrent of fate?"

While speaking, she picked up a tarot card from the ground.

The surface of the card depicts an angel blowing a trumpet and the dead.

"Judgment" card.

Forsi looked at this Tarot card for a while, closed her eyes, brushed her hair together, and said with a smile:

"I understand.

"This is our inescapable fate."

After praying to Mister Fool, after getting the "Magician" card, he was doomed to an inescapable fate.

The pen in Forsi's hand finally dropped and landed on the letter paper.

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Pulitzer Harbor.

Dorian Gray Abraham, who left the Fisherman's Association long ago and changed his identity, opened the letter sent by his student.

In a quick glance, his expression gradually changed from shock, joy, and doubt to horror.

boom!

Dorian dropped the letter in his hand and knocked down the table in front of him, as if there was a curse attached to that piece of paper, hiding a monster.

He backed up again and again, came to the other side, opened the drawer, took out some things, and then rushed to the door, preparing to leave here.

When his right palm rested on the brass handle, Dorian's movements suddenly slowed down and finally froze.

He turned around slowly, and cast his eyes on the letter spread on the ground, his eyes were quite complicated.

After a few seconds, Dorian Gray Abraham walked towards the letter slowly, hesitating, hesitating, and struggling, but he didn't stop, as if he was tempted by the devil.