Chapter 324 Time and Destiny Are All up to Me!

Outside the World Clothes...

Wayne nodded silently.

After so much, he now has a much clearer understanding of this world.

Whether it is the kingdom nobles, the wizard school, the Orthodox Church, or the Evil God Sect, they should all be extraordinary people who protect the "World Clothes".

For this world, they are all "good people".

And those like the Twilight Sect, the Chaos Sect, and those outside the "World Clothes" are the so-called "World Destroyers".

In this way, Wayne suddenly understood why Claire said that the Evil God Sect was also protecting one side in its own way when they first went out to sea.

It's just that when they were pursuing power, because of the influence of their own original characteristics, what they did was not in line with the interests or ideas of other parties.

For example, the Despair Sect that created a sacrificial ceremony in the Caster City-State was an evil existence in the eyes of the Orthodox Church and the Kingdom of Chatlan.

But for the "World Clothes", the Despair Sect is nothing. Even if they sacrificed many people, it would not affect the stability of the world.

"Can I understand that the people in the 'world-destroying' camp are all those things outside behind them?"

"Yes, and no." The clown tilted his head and laughed, "There are always exceptions, just like my sister, she also hates those outside, but she still wants to destroy the world, hehe..."

Wayne: "..."

I forgot that there is also an alien sect of the Disaster Cult in the world-destroying camp.

"In general, you wizards are not enough to 'destroy the world', but you can definitely be considered 'evil'. For example, you... evil wizard."

"Me?" Wayne frowned, he didn't think he was an evil wizard.

At least most of the extraordinary people he killed were to save themselves or protect the people around them.

If he was an evil wizard, why would he devour the deep-sea species in the sea? It's not impossible to directly destroy a city-state or even a kingdom.

After realizing the nature of this world, he didn't think he was "evil", just like he didn't think Claire was evil.

"In the eyes of others, a wizard like you who causes killing is 'evil'. People in the Church of the Dawn think so."

"You are right. I am not a good person. In order to revive Tina, I slaughtered a group of clergy and caused the tragic deaths of others..."

Wayne was referring to the extraordinary people on Alexei Island who were previously eroded by the projection of the Lord of the Abyss, so when he learned about the "disaster wizard", he was not deeply touched.

"But, this world allows people like me to exist, doesn't it?"

"Of course," the clown looked at him deeply, "You are much calmer than I thought. Remember that time when you saw the sacrifice of the abyss, you wanted to destroy everything..."

"Mr. Arnold, people will grow up with age, not to mention that I am a wizard!"

"So, I am looking forward to that day more and more-when Lilith finds you, I will find her! Hehehehahahahaha..."

The clown stood up suddenly, the whole person seemed to be crazy, dancing around the studio, his limbs turned stiffly, and his face was twisted into a hideous and terrifying smile.

"Hehehehe... I will find her, I will find her, I will kill her, I will kill her!!"

Wayne looked at the crazy clown calmly, and his heart was no longer as fearful and scared as before.

He knew that all fears came from the unknown, and even more from the weakness of power.

And with his current strength, even if he is not the opponent of the clown, he has enough power to protect himself.

"I have always had a question, Mr. Arnold."

"Ha..." The clown turned his back to him, and his twisting body paused, slowly leaned back, looked down at him, licked his lips and asked grimly: "What do you want to ask?"

"The Lilith you are talking about, is it Lilith Horacio Leonard, the Archbishop of the Church of the Night, or the Lady of the Night Lilith?"

Although Wayne asked this question, he actually knew the answer.

——It should be the former!

Otherwise, the clown would know that Claire, the archbishop of the Church of Darkness in the Third Era, is also the avatar of Lady Darkness in the real world...

"Oh? Do you know her name?"

The expression on the clown's face instantly returned to calm, and he stood upright in front of him again and asked, "What else do you know?"

"The Turing Empire was founded, the prince and princess were born, and the five major churches of the Orthodox Gods blessed them..."

After Wayne said a few key words, he observed the clown's expression, and while being alert, he continued, "These were all recorded by a man named Zafarullah."

"Zafarullah? It's him..." The clown showed a thoughtful expression and said, "I felt that the woman who followed you looked familiar before, it seems that it was really her."

"Claire?"

"Well, she has a good relationship with Zara, or Zara likes people from the Church of Darkness very much."

At this point, the clown looked a little strange, and looked at Wayne and said, "Speaking of which, Zara is also a wizard... Did you know?"

"Wizard?" Wayne's expression froze, he really didn't know this.

"Yes, a wizard from the School of Destiny."

"Destiny... doesn't that mean..." Wei En opened his mouth.

Now the School of Fate has long gone, and only the inheritance of the fate divination system of the School of Mystery is left.

"It's the one who was beaten to death. I didn't expect you to know this? Now I have a different view of you, Wayne."

The clown grinned and said, "But that's another matter. Let's talk about your question just now..."

"The person I'm looking for is my mother - Lilith Horacio Leonard!"

It's really her!

"Then why..."

"Why do I want to kill her?" The clown's smile changed and twisted evil, and his face was even more gloomy and terrifying: "This is not something you should care about!"

Wayne pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions.

Since it has been determined that the person the clown is looking for is the Lilith named by the Lady of the Night in Zafarullah's records.

Knowing the identity of this person, he can find traces of that person later!

"You just need to remember, find her, or let her find you, and then I will naturally appear!"

"Yeah."

The clown looked at him again, turned around, and disappeared directly into the studio, leaving only the faintly spreading laughter.

After a long while, Wayne curled his lips and muttered: "The laughter is uglier than crying..."

But from that laughter, he could feel the clown's emotions, resentment, confusion, regret and other extremely complex emotions.

He knew that in the Third Age, what happened in this world must be very exciting.

"I didn't expect Zafarullah to be a wizard, and a wizard from the School of Destiny..."

Then, Wayne raised his hand and asked the ghost to cast a bone prison again to lock up the two poor mechanical undeads again.

"Oh... scary..."

"Shut up!"

Hearing the voices of the two mechanical zombies, Wei En glanced at them and asked calmly: "How far are you from the promotion?"

"One more swallow, yes..."

"Me, me too."

Wei En nodded, then took out dozens of undead origin cores and threw them into the bone prison, "Swallow them and maintain before the critical point. If you dare to advance, you know the consequences."

The two mechanical zombies looked at each other and shook their heads: "Don't dare..."

Not mentioning their fear, Wei En looked at the time on the clock, four o'clock - it was already the early morning of the next day.

"I didn't expect that learning space magic this time would take so long..."

Wei En couldn't remember how long it had been since he was immersed in improving his strength like this.

Thinking of this, he sank into the mark between his eyebrows and asked, "Secret Master, if I remember correctly, the origin fusion of the flash spell is almost completed, right?"

"There are only seven hours left before the fusion is completed."

"Next, fuse the elemental heart, then the mental shield, and then you decide for yourself..."

"Okay, Baba!"

"And the red ghost, after the fusion of the flesh and blood heart is completed, then the boiling blood, the shadow step, the solid wall..."

After arranging the four origin sub-bodies of the ghost who had followed him for a long time, Wei En looked at the origin sub-body that had just merged the space spell: "Let's call it the ethereal, and fuse the space wandering first."

"Ba, Baba... The origin is not enough..."

"How much do you need?"

The ethereal, who had just been named, said dully: "Five, five hundred origins."

Five hundred...

Wei En thought about it and nodded, saying that it would take the same amount as the flesh and blood heart, and said, "Fuse it."

As he said, he used his spiritual conversion talent to convert the spirit and toughness to the origin power by 1750 levels each.

In this way, he would need to have 2,500 points of origin at all times...

"Fortunately, the sea is large enough, and there are enough deep-sea species in it. Otherwise, the consumption and improvement of such attribute origins would take many years if calculated in time."

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, these were what he needed to improve his strength, which was not a bad thing.

He glanced at the studio again, and then returned to the outside world through the golden key.

Now the study of space magic has come to an end, and there is still the study and imprint of the fate divination system.

But before that, he has to try space magic first, and then go to the sea to get some attributes and survival points.

……

……

At the same time, the Endless Sea, a sea area like dead water, was shrouded by a thick layer of dark clouds.

A slowly moving island, while swallowing everything in the sea, was circling around this sea area.

In the center of the island, there was a dilapidated house, surrounded by only a few huge oak trees that looked withered.

One after another, black carriages slowly drove out of the tree hole under the oak tree, and the pyramids on the roof collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Twenty-one."

"Forty-two."

"Lord Mesa, this group of gravediggers brought back a total of 132 "Dreams of Gamendia."

Two people wrapped in bandages, one black and one gold, put away the pyramids and walked towards the dilapidated house behind them.

In the dilapidated house, the space inside was particularly large, like a huge castle palace.

Passing through the golden hall, stepping on the spiral staircase, and going up to the second floor, there is a huge statue carved from oak.

Then, the two placed the pyramids in their hands neatly on the altar under the statue, forming a plane like the previous one.

"I don't agree!"

At this time, a roar came into the ears of the two people, causing them to look at each other, then walked out calmly and continued to recycle "Jamendia's Dream".

The place where the sound came from was a spacious conference room, where dozens of people in black robes were sitting around.

The leader was a person wearing a golden robe.

"...Affected by the wizards of the Ghost School, the recovery progress in the northern sea area is not ideal. Two gravediggers have died in their hands, and the loss of "Dream of Jamendia" is as high as 112."

"The Mystical School is fine, and there have been fewer actions recently."

"Engelbert, did you hear that? Most of the old guys who contacted us in the Ghost School before have died, and Vaklav has also returned from the world of the dead. Now is not the time to be willful!"

"Yes, Lord Engelbert, once we are targeted by that demigod wizard, our recovery of "Dream of Jamendia" will inevitably be affected, and the return plan of the great existence will also suffer irreparable losses."

"..."

The people around all looked at the golden-robed man in the lead, and their words were all in the tone of exhortation or warning.

But the man named Engelbert seemed not to hear it, his eyes lowered, staring at the corner of the table in front of him, as if the people around him did not exist.

After a long time, when everyone at the table spoke, Engelbert raised his hand to interrupt and said, "Okay, Ishdar. I have understood this matter. The next time, we should discuss how to quickly advance the plan of the great existence."

"What else is there to discuss? Why not gather all the strength and kill Vaklav directly, so that everyone can be at ease..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene became quiet instantly, and even Engelbert looked at the person who spoke with interest.

"Then arrange for you to go?" Engelbert's eyes flashed with a bit of chilling coldness, and he said lightly.

"No!" The man in black robe chose to shut up.

Just kidding, that is a demigod wizard, a supernatural person at the top of this world, not something that he, the elder of the Twilight Sect, can deal with.

"So what are your plans? Do you really want to continue, or has the Great Being given you new instructions?"

"Well," Engelbert turned his eyes away and laughed hoarsely, "So far, there has been no information from that person."

"So, before that, we still have to proceed according to the previous plan. We can't stop the arrangements and arrangements of the Great Being just because the two demigod wizards, Vaklav and Velosa, appear."

"But..."

The man in black robe wanted to say more, but saw Engelbert raise his hand to interrupt:

"Illusion is reality, even if that false world was exiled by Vaklav, he can't change this..."

"Everyone, don't panic, time and fate are all in my hands!"