Chapter 223 Mythical Creature

...I don't need to mention it myself... I was a little embarrassed to speak up... Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief, figured out Gehrman Sparrow's character design, and said flatly:

"I don't take advantage of others."

As soon as the words fell, he regretted a little, fearing that "Vice General Bingshan" would really change his words.

Edwina's light blue eyes turned slightly:

"The only condition is, if you research something, tell me the answer."

Phew... Klein stopped talking, nodded slightly and said:

"it is good."

Tens of seconds later, he returned to his room with the black iron key the size of a lyre in his arms.

At this time, a burst of excited singing came from the front deck:

"How charming your eyes are, like the morning sun;

"Every night, when darkness falls, I wander alone, sad in my heart, and wait for the light persistently;

"Oh, how charming your eyes are, as if the morning sun..." (Note 1)

Klein subconsciously came to the window, looked outside, and saw that the bonfire was already burning, and the idle crew members of the "Golden Dream" were surrounding it, or grilling meat and fish, or drinking wine, or following "Singer" Orpheus The singing and non-standard but lively enough dance, the atmosphere is extremely cheerful.

The seductive aroma of roasted fat permeated the air, wisps of it leaning upwards. Klein saw Anderson Hood also among the group of pirates, drinking happily and eating happily. Joke, it seems that he has become a member of the "Golden Dream", and he is not repelled like before. On the contrary, Danis did not appear outside, at least Klein did not find him next to the "iron sheet" and "bucket" .

As long as he doesn't provoke, Anderson's communication skills are quite strong... Maybe this belongs to the "conspirator"'s ability to collect information? Well, he may have transferred his hatred to me...

I don't know if Danitz will work hard because of this incident. If he can improve step by step and gain stronger strength, then I, the "fool", will no longer have me alone, and I don't have to show the state of the Trinity from time to time. Hehe, my secret existence finally has a real believer and a clerk who can give direct orders, although Danitz is the only one for the time being... I have to say, it's still relatively shabby...

As Klein sighed, he was about to prepare for the ceremony to sacrifice the "Giant Key" to the gray mist.

At this moment, his inspiration was suddenly touched, and he instinctively turned on his spiritual vision, looked to the side,

Bone bones were thrown out one by one, condensing into a messenger whose eye sockets were burning with black flames.

Most of the courier's body is on the lower floor, so it's almost level with Gehrman Sparrow, and it doesn't go through the ceiling anymore. However, its palm holding the letter is still huge, as if it can directly wrap Klein's head.

Mr. Ards replied very quickly this time... Klein nodded politely, took the letter and unfolded it.

He was about to read the content when he suddenly found that the bone messenger was still in place, instead of disappearing immediately after delivering the letter as usual.

"Is there something?" Klein asked in surprise.

Just as he opened his mouth, a thought flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly added:

"If I need to reply, I will call you again."

The Bone Messenger's huge head nodded, his body disintegrated suddenly, and he fell like a waterfall, returning to the underworld.

"Last time, Ms. Reinette Tinekerr was waiting for a reply, and this time the bone messenger is also... Could this be the new norms and regulations of the 'messenger world'? Bah, there is no such thing as a 'messenger world'." , all recruited by themselves, and most of the couriers are 'part-time'...Well, just now the bone courier gave me a feeling that it was a bit wronged..." Klein shook his head, didn't think too much, and turned his attention Transferred back to Mr. Azik's letter:

"...To put it simply, starting from gaining divinity and advancing to Sequence 4, it is a process of gradually evolving into a mythical creature. This process does not end until Sequence 2,

Therefore, there is an essential difference between angels and saints. In ancient times, the former could even be called a follower of gods.

"Every demigod, including saints and angels, has its own mythical creature form, which is a non-human form that combines complex knowledge, divine qualities, and hidden symbols. will suffer serious injuries, even mental disorders, and the higher the status of the demigod, the stronger the similar damage and the more irresistible it is. Therefore, creatures at this level must always control themselves and not reveal the corresponding form, otherwise they will only be The existence of itself will bring disasters to the surroundings.

"For demigods, one of the characteristics of being out of control is that they lose their minds and can no longer restrain their own mythical creature form.

"However, the saint's mythical creature form is not complete, and there are obvious original racial characteristics. Strictly speaking, it must reach Sequence 2 to be considered a true mythical creature..."

I don't know if the blood Ms. "Hermit" wants is the blood of a mythical creature in the true sense, or if it can be relaxed... Heh, I don't know if the umbilical cord blood left after Will Auceptin's birth counts, he is The "Snake of Destiny" in Sequence 1 is an absolute mythical creature, but the state is not quite right... When you have accumulated more things, you can write them on the paper crane and ask him. Well, there are only two opportunities to write. I must be careful enough, but I will soon return to Backlund... Thinking of this, Klein silently calculated when Will Auceptin, the "snake of destiny", would be born.

He didn't recall it accurately, based on his impression that Will Auceptin was conceived in November last year, and now it's mid-April.

So, He will be born in July? Maybe earlier... Klein thought unsurely, after all, he didn't have a girlfriend or wife in his previous life, let alone having children.

He quickly restrained his thoughts, put the matter aside for the time being, and began to arrange the ceremony, and sacrificed the "giant's key" to himself——the reason why he didn't use the method of carrying it with a spirit body was because the key was too heavy, and Klein still has it Can't move.

Soon, he came above the gray mist, let the huge iron-black key fly to the surface of the long bronze table, and carefully checked it several times.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he manifested a pen and paper, and wrote down the divination statement:

"Where this key corresponds."

Holding the paper and hugging the key, Klein leaned against the back of the chair and fell asleep in a low voice.

This time, the first thing to appear in the gray world was a twisted translucent barrier, and then the picture zoomed in, and a heavy door over 10 meters high appeared in a flash.

The gate is mainly blue-gray, and many symmetrical symbols, logos and patterns are engraved on both sides, which is both solemn and mysterious.

The light of dusk was blurred, giving the door an obvious sense of decay, as if the day of the whole world was approaching, and eternal darkness was coming.

Immediately afterwards, Klein noticed a pitch-black hole at a height of three or four meters on the left side of the door crack, which was equivalent to an adult human's fist.

The scene quickly shattered, the dream ended, and Klein opened his eyes.

"A gate similar to the Black Monastery but of a different color...the light of dusk...my interpretation is that this represents a certain gate in the 'Giant Court'...well, the earliest twisted translucent barrier should be the 'God Abandoned Land' is a symbol of isolation from the outside world, so without the gray fog to eliminate interference, no matter how you do divination, you can't see the desired picture..." Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers, thinking in his heart A certain judgment has been made.

He has decided to buy this "giant's key"!

After he was busy bringing the 5,000 pounds of cash back to the real world, Klein packed up the items on the table, and with the huge sum of money in his hand, he left the room again and walked towards the captain's cabin.

"Heh, the bounty of the 'Apostle of Desire' of Kirchies is equal to a key plus 1,000 gold pounds..." Klein glanced at the banknote in his hand, and knocked on the door of "Vice Admiral Iceberg" again .

With a creak, Edwina appeared at the door. She looked at the cash Gehrman Sparrow was holding, her eyebrows moved slightly, her eyes widened, and she suddenly said brightly:

"Have you got results?"

Klein let out a "hmm":

"I've already got the answer. It seems to be related to the 'Royal Court of Giants'."

"The 'Royal Court of Giants' in myths and legends?" Edwina asked back with sparkling eyes.

Klein nodded slightly, expressing his affirmation.

Edwina's lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and took the 5,000 pounds in cash directly.

She looked back at the rows of bookshelves in the captain's room, and after pondering for a few seconds, she said to Klein:

"If you are interested in these books, you can come and borrow them anytime during the day."

My only request is... Klein silently guessed in his heart what "Vice Admiral Iceberg" would say next.

"My only condition is that when you have free time, you can exchange history with me." Edwina paused, and added with bright eyes:

Klein chuckled secretly, thought for a while and said:

"Okay, but I won't answer all the questions."

At the same time, he silently prayed in his heart:

I hope that in the collection of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", there are more advanced methods of making spells...

"No problem." The corners of Edwina's mouth moved slightly, and her expression became much more vivid.

"See you tomorrow." Klein immediately took off his hat, pressed his chest, and said goodbye.

Edwina also earnestly replied:

"See you tomorrow."

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Backlund, Iron Gate Street, outside the "Brave Bar".

Emlyn White left the carriage, pushed open the wooden door, and walked in.

Immediately, he was stimulated by the mixed smell inside, and raised his hand in disgust to pinch his nose.

He hasn't made much progress in hunting the believers of the "primordial moon", so he plans to go to the "bar of the brave" that Sherlock Moriarty often mentions, looking for Ian, a black market weapons dealer who seems to be well-informed. ——The latter's name was inquired from other sources before Emlyn came here.

Note 1: Adapted from the lyrics of "My Sun".

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