Chapter 42 Goodbye

Above the gray fog, Klein's pupils instantly enlarged, and he subconsciously looked down at the long mottled table in front of him.

There were four "blasphemous cards" with different patterns on the back.

At this moment, he was a little scared, but also a little fortunate. He felt that he had wandered around the edge of the abyss blindfolded for a few times, but he never fell.

If he devoted himself to collecting "cards of blasphemy" and collected twenty-two cards, or got "mother" cards, with his habit of accommodating different cards and obtaining corresponding characters and qualities, he might have been chosen by that person by now. "Fallen Goddess" is eroding, and I don't know what it is giving birth to.

However, I am not Roselle. Even if there is a "Mother" card, it should not be accommodated. Moreover, in order not to be found by the gods, the "Card of Blasphemy" is very difficult to collect, and it is almost impossible to collect... It seems that It belongs to the arrangement made by the "Fallen Mother". If anyone unfortunately gets the "Mother" card, it will become one of the hidden dangers in this world... Klein retracted his gaze and continued to use his "substitute paper figurine" to hope To Roselle Gustav on the iron-black seat.

At this moment, Roselle's body rose slightly, and his voice was sometimes low and sometimes high:

"Everything is divine...

"Alive at first, in everyone's body!"

Klein frowned slightly, but he didn't know if it was Roselle who was talking now, or the red moon in his body.

Not only did he already have a certain understanding of the secrets in this regard, but he also experienced it personally. He has experienced it, and now it is not so scary and panicky, but he just remembered the teachings of the Aurora Society he had seen before:

They preach that the Creator is everywhere and exists in every living being. Therefore, all things have divinity, and if the divinity is rich to a certain extent, they can become angels, and the current positive gods are just more powerful angels. For ordinary people, as long as they can grasp that the essence of life is a spiritual journey, consciously temper the spirit, strengthen the spirit, find their own divinity, and become one with more divinities, then they can get rid of the mortal body , become an angel.

At first, I just thought that a cult like the Aurora Society had a complete set of mysticism and religious theories, as formal as the orthodox church, but now it can decipher the truth hidden in those words... This is true from a certain point of view. That's right, the only problem is that after integrating more divinity, it's still not me... The "true creator" actually put one of the deepest secrets in this world into his own teachings, not afraid of any believer suddenly having an epiphany , Knowing the pollution of the ground, was it eroded into one of the first resurrected containers? This "The Hanged Man" is really a bit crazy. Reason is not always on the line... Klein muttered a few words in his heart, waiting for Roselle to say more words.

Two or three seconds passed, and Roselle, who was always wandering between dying and sleeping and gaining a new life, sat back on the iron-black throne.

He took a breath and didn't speak.

Klein then manipulated the paper man and said:

"Which of the words you just said should be believed and which should be guarded against?"

Roselle smiled and said:

"You think for yourself.

"Heh, isn't this the way your 'divine' speaks?"

He didn't wait for Klein's answer, and said to himself:

"When I made the 'Pale Death' mask, I noticed one thing: the Death God of the Fourth Epoch may not have completely fallen, and there are more than one resurrection foreshadowing left, some of which may be related to the 'Eternal Darkness' River' related, huh, 'Death' is definitely not so easy to die..."

Having said that, Roselle glanced at Klein below the high platform and said:

"Sure enough, only by choosing the 'divine', 'apprentice' or 'thief' pathway, 'traversers' can enter 'Origin Castle'. When I guessed this factor, it was too late.

"I don't know if you want to be in the old days, and I don't know if it requires rituals. I can only tell you that this is definitely more dangerous than becoming a god. existence, waiting for you there.

"The only advice I can give you is to talk to the lamp god in the Wishing Lamp before you try to do it."

Lamp God? Take advantage of the grievances between him and Tianzun to get some help? Klein nodded lightly and said:

"it is good."

After hearing his answer, Roselle sighed and said with a smile:

"If you can really become the old days, you can consider saving me. Only the old days can fight against the old days."

Having said this, he was silent for a while, and the speed of his speech slowed down significantly:

"If you can't even get rid of the contamination of the 'primitive moon', even if you are the old one, then you remember to erase me, destroy this mausoleum, support a new 'dark emperor', and let me be forever Resurrection is no longer possible..."

The light inside the mausoleum seemed to dim a little, Klein said in silence for two seconds:

"I won't forget."

Roselle fell silent, and after a few seconds he laughed at himself:

"Of course, before that, you have to rescue me a few more times."

This kind of humor not only didn't make Klein smile, on the contrary, it made his heart so heavy that he couldn't speak.

Roselle did not continue the topic, and instead said reminiscently:

"My wife has long since passed away, and the mistresses I have had must have had their own endings. For them, I'm sorry, I never really loved them, just coveted their looks and enjoyed the kind of joy...

"I don't have any illegitimate children. An Extraordinary still has a lot of say in this matter. Before becoming an Extraordinary, I think those ladies must be the same as me. Yu, I won't make trouble for myself...

"My eldest son, Charles, should have been dead for many years, and I don't know how many descendants left. My second son, Bonova, if nothing else, must be an angel now. For him, my feelings are very complicated, and I am very indifferent. , very disappointed, very hateful, and occasionally secretly caring, I remember when he was a child, in the first few years of his birth, he was really cute...

"My eldest daughter Bernadette, you've seen her before, isn't she beautiful? She has been beautiful since she was a child, well-behaved, smart, and knows how to be filial to her old father, love her younger brother, and love her mother. , Several times, when I played chess or games with her, I secretly cheated and teased her, but she didn't find out. This kind of temper made it difficult for her to accept some of the things I did later. Of course, it can be pushed to the 'primitive moon' ', it's all to blame for his pollution, for this, I still have to thank him.

"I don't know what position I should take to make a request to you. After all, I have never helped you, and I have no friendship with you. I just come from the same era, the same place, and have some kind of fellowship."

Hearing this, Klein said in a low voice:

"Your diary has given me a lot of help, allowing me to master a lot of high-level knowledge when I was weak, thus avoiding a lot of dangers and making targeted efforts.

"Also, those 'cards of blasphemy' played different degrees at different stages."

"Can you not mention the diary?" Roselle coughed lightly, "However, I did consciously leave a message for the next 'traverser' in the later stage. The only thing I can't be sure of is that you understand which language."

The Great Emperor exhaled slowly and then said:

"My request is to help me take care of Bernadette and provide some help when she needs it.

"Although she is about to become a real big figure in the mysterious world, as a father, I still can't rest assured."

Klein did not hesitate, and asked the paper man to answer directly:

"I'll take care of her for you."

"...Hiss, why does this sound a bit awkward?" Roselle's tone instantly became a little weird, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. As for me, you should know very well, Huang Tao."

"Zhou Mingrui." Klein replied calmly.

"Are you married? Do you have children? How old are you?" Roselle asked three questions in one go.

Lord, how do you act like a neighbor aunt? Klein shook his head and gave an answer very succinctly:

"No."

Roselle fell silent again, and said after a while:

"You are the same generation as me, Bernadette should call you Uncle Zhou.

"Um……"

As he spoke, Roselle's tone was inexplicably filled with pity:

"When I came to this era, I first regarded all of this as a game, and I had a great time playing it, but occasionally I would think back to my hometown and the past that formed most of my character and hobbies.

"The longer I live, the higher the frequency of this feeling, just like the fallen leaves always return to the roots of the tree, but at least I have a daughter, a wife, and two sons. There are still many worries in this world. , there is a certain sense of belonging, and you... I can feel your loneliness, the loneliness that comes out of your bones."

Speaking of which, Roselle suddenly sighed:

"If only we were still living in the original era, I would go to work on time every day, and work overtime from time to time. When I have time, I would go to my daughter's interest class, pick her up, and bring my wife what she repeatedly told her. Every weekend, or go out to play, or go to her parents' house, or go to my parents' house, to accompany the elderly...

"Wait until one day you're exhausted by the pressure of life, just use your friend's treat as an excuse, and a few big men will sit on the street together, eat some skewers, drink some wine, brag, scold your boss, and reminisce. In the youthful days of high spirits, I urge you to find a girlfriend quickly... When I wake up the next day, I will be able to deal with life with enthusiasm..."

Klein listened quietly, without interrupting the emperor's chatter.

Roselle's voice gradually became lower, then smiled and said:

"Goodbye, friend.

"Hopefully one day we can see you again."

His figure was illusory quickly, as if he had disappeared into the current world, leaving only a faint shadow lingering on the iron-black throne.

Roselle Gustav returned to eternal sleep.