Chapter 147 Everything You and I Do Are Variables.

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Could it be that He was teaching me a lesson because of my report letter?

When Klein closed his eyes and was protected by Azik, this ridiculous idea came to his mind.

"No, no, Klein, of course not."

The devil's words sounded directly in his mind, joking and leisurely: "But your thoughts let me know interesting things. It turns out that you reported me."

...Fuck... Klein began to endlessly cycle the first few sequences of magic potions in the fortune teller's path in his mind.

Azik fell into a daze when he heard the other party calling him "Death Archon". He stood there steadily, his eyes gradually revealed an indifference that could freeze a person's soul, and the pale flame became more and more intense. It was cold, and Klein, who stood behind him and dared not open his eyes, felt his hair stand on end and couldn't help but gasp.

Suddenly, Azik pinched his arm hard and pulled away from the divinity that almost overlooked all things. Many fragmented pictures appeared in his mind in an instant, and the overly messy memories needed time to be sorted out. This made him involuntarily cool his voice:

"Step aside."

The devil laughed, seemingly amused by Azik's words, and was in a great mood now.

His arms on both sides of the channel to the spiritual world were stretched outwards, forcefully tearing the brightly colored world apart. Behind the sharply expanding crack was an abyss-like darkness. Azik was suddenly shocked. Only at this moment did he realize the difference in strength between the two sides.

Under tremendous pressure, he actually used the power that should have been deeply rooted in his bones, but now he acted completely on instinct.

Azik Eggers raised his head, opened his mouth, his fangs were sharp, and his head and face showed both snake and human characteristics.

The usually gentle black eyes were suddenly burned to a deathly pale color by the flames. He made movements like snakes when preying or intimidating, and the shadow of a golden object vaguely appeared in front of his forehead. At the moment before the passage was torn apart, Azik Eggers let out a low roar from his throat in an unprecedentedly violent and angry manner, with ferocious veins popping out of the corners of his eyes, his golden forehead ornament shining brightly, and there was suddenly something in the spiritual world. Countless life forms responded to the call of the deceased, coming from all directions, blocking the cracks regardless of their own lives, and turned into pure spirituality to be disappeared and swallowed!

The successive spirits bought Azik less than a second. Klein's spirituality naturally sketched a picture - thick white wings wrapped around him, and he fell with him into the deep river and the ground. A place where vines with baby faces grow.

Skeletons lay on the ground, and a huge shadow in the distance looked like a head.

As soon as he entered this world, Klein immediately remembered the Arctic documentary he watched in his previous life, because now he seemed to have fallen into the sea of ​​ice, and every inch of his bones and spirit body were washed away by the cold breath. Fortunately, the gray mist still permeated the surroundings, slowing down the erosion.

The being who was once closest to the God of the Dead returns here to go home. Azik didn't let him open his eyes, so Klein didn't dare to open them. He "saw" wings with yellow oil-stained feathers protecting his back and head, giving him a great sense of security. He felt that the hand holding his arm was cold and hard. With the Faceless Man's precise sensing of skin and flesh, he felt that there seemed to be something sharp and hard in Mr. Azik's hand, which scratched his sleeve. , scratching his skin with bloody marks.

It seemed like scales... Klein didn't dare to think about it.

Azik's pace was very fast, but his mood did not improve at all.

The world beyond the gate of the underworld is an exclusive area for extraordinary people of the "God of Death" path. Other paths cannot be observed and cannot be entered rashly, but this does not mean that it cannot be tracked. Azik changed several directions in the underworld and moved more than twenty kilometers in the real world, but he still felt that the vague sense of crisis in him had not disappeared!

There's a good chance that the demon will be able to track him!

"Klein."

Azik suddenly spoke, startling the highly nervous Klein.

As soon as the words came out, Azik himself was surprised. The tone in which he spoke now was extremely cold, like a cold and gloomy snake hissing in the darkness. It was so similar to the end of every memory he had!

He forcibly suppressed his chaotic thoughts and disorganized memory fragments, trying to recall his son named Ramd, his daughter with smooth hair and a flower crown, and his wife who was with him in his last life. He didn't know where to recall it. In one life, he once had ordinary parents... These "human" memories affected his emotions, his feelings, and the smiles of his son and daughter made his heart gradually covered with ice and slightly moved.

In the corner of his field of vision, he was wearing a gorgeous and thick holy robe, with an expressionless face like a statue of God. He took a step back and retreated into the shadows, but Azik still felt that He was still there, looking at him quietly.

Azik once again got rid of the shackles of his innate divinity, slowed down his tone, and asked in the same gentle but slightly irritable voice as usual:

"Klein, who is the demon chasing you?"

"By the way, you can open your eyes now."

When Klein heard Azik's tone return to normal, his heart dropped a few centimeters. If Mr. Azik had another problem at this time, he would have no place to cry!

He opened his eyes and found that there were actually no wings stained with yellow oil, and Azik had not grown any extra parts that were not human. Only the top hat was missing, but his sleeves seemed to be really torn.

He put aside this idea and immediately revealed all the information he knew. Azik listened carefully and did not stop walking.

"Klein, He can't be Sequence Two..." Azik frowned slightly, "I can feel that He is stronger than me, and now I am just relying on my authority to deal with Him."

"If we return to the material world, I am no match for him. And after we start a war, it will be difficult for you to survive."

This... Mr. Azik is Sequence Two, and if Edward Vaughn is stronger than him, doesn't that mean Edward Vaughn is Sequence One... Sequence One! When was He promoted? I don’t know what the devil’s promotion ritual is… No! etc! Above Sequence 1, there is only Sequence 0 where the True God resides! There is obviously no true god in the demon path. The most powerful demon king, Fabuti, only occupies the position of "God of Demons" in the field of mysticism. It seems that he is not a complete god. So, is his goal? …

Klein's face became visibly ugly. At this moment, Azik suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked toward a place in the distance that was full of shadows of huge stumps.

"We can't go any further."

Azik told him seriously, "There is a very dangerous place ahead. Even my father...is not willing to set foot there easily."

After being warned of the danger by an angel's father, Klein immediately said seriously: "I know, Mr. Azik." But after turning around, Klein still listened carefully to the sound behind him, as if there was a faint sound of water coming from him. .

After that, he tried his best to say one sentence: "...I'm sorry, Mr. Azik, if it weren't for me, you and Him would actually..."

In fact, there is no reason for hostility.

His guilty and sad look made Azik feel a little softer again. The university teacher smiled a little and comforted his student: "You are enough to become the reason for my hostility to Him, Klein. Don't worry about provoking the devil." Feeling guilty.”

Klein's heart was shocked. He blinked hard and wanted to say something, but suddenly his vision went black and his feet slipped.

Azik quickly reached out to support him, and the relaxed atmosphere just now was gone.

"Thank you, huh, thank you, Mr. Azik..." Klein regained his balance and turned pale, "I'm a little dizzy."

"You can't stay in the underworld any longer. I can see that something is protecting you, but your body and spirit are still fragile. If you stay any longer, you will become the dead wandering here."

He frowned again, showing a somewhat anxious expression: "But He hasn't left yet. I can feel that He is waiting for me outside."

"Is there any other strong person you can trust? For example, the one who protects you."

The one who protects me? Klein was confused for a moment before he realized what Azik was talking about, and he immediately had the urge to hide his face. If I were to praise the Fool in front of such an angel and my predecessor, would I be so ashamed that I couldn't control the faceless man's ability and be so embarrassed that my body would sprout...

"I have received your letter before. You asked about how to complete the sacrificial ceremony, and also asked about a lot of side occult knowledge. Although you do not seem to have your soul and life absorbed by evil beings, I still do not recommend that you interact with the secretive people. There’s communication.”

"I didn't expect that now, I would actually feel lucky because you still have a chance to live."

ah? Klein didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment.

There was deep worry in Azik's eyes: "Now that the matter is at this point, you may have no choice but to pray for the help of that being. At least while I am holding the demon back, that being can help you leave smoothly."

After saying that, he looked at Klein expectantly, as if asking: Pray? Why haven't you prayed yet?

...The smile on Klein's face was about to lose its hold. The mental preparation he had just made and the lines he had just made up to praise the Fool were all shattered by Azik's words. He suddenly felt regretful, very regretful, regretful about why he had to pretend to be a god, but in the end he shot himself in the foot!

Mr. Fool hesitated guiltily for a while, making Azik particularly confused.

"Are you worried that the hidden existence will bring disaster to you?" He patted Klein's shoulder considerately and encouraged, "It's okay, I'm here. If he attacks you, I can help you block it. ."

That's not the problem, Mr. Azik...!

Klein screamed silently in his heart. He finally couldn't hold himself any longer, barely maintained his composure, and summarized the causes and consequences of all this in the simplest possible words:

"There is no secret existence, Mr. Azik. I did not join a cult... I got... a special magical item by chance, and then accidentally established contact with certain people in some way, so that I Being regarded as a god by them, I just followed the trend and established a party..." The more Klein spoke, the more he felt his face was burning, but he specifically mentioned the gray mist as a magical item to prevent Azik and Edward from seeing it. Vaughn also realized something, "As for the occult knowledge, it's all, uh, I use it to play the role of gods..."

Azik was stunned.

Klein felt so guilty that he seemed like a student in high school who didn't do his homework but lied about not bringing it with him and was caught red-handed. He boldly glanced at Azik and felt that he saw something in the other's complicated and dull eyes. talk:

"Good boy, I thought you believed in an evil god, but I didn't expect you to become an evil god!"

Mr. Fool was sweating like rain, and his toes were about to dig out another mysterious gray fog space in this underworld.

Azik looked at his embarrassed and guilty look, but suddenly burst into laughter: "This is better than I thought, Klein. After all, a hidden existence is no less dangerous than a demon."

After that, he turned his head, closed his eyes and recalled: "I know what the party you are talking about is like. However, this extraordinary item you obtained may also be dangerous. If you still want to continue to drive you For gatherings, we must work hard to improve the sequence.”

This sentence and Azik's demeanor caught Klein's attention. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his nonsense actually corresponded to something - it couldn't be the "coincidence" he just casually said. Really? ——It’s just that I can’t ask. I don’t know what the magical item with the above-mentioned effects and the corresponding party in Mr. Azik’s memory are like...

The matter of the Divine Fool is solved, and the problem returns to the original difficulty.

"Apart from this, don't you know any other strong people?"

"No more." Klein shook his head. Apart from you, Mr. Azik, the strongest person I know is probably Miss Sharon.

"I remember that you are a believer of the goddess of the night." Azik recalled, "The existence of the devil is definitely not trivial, and may attract the attention of the church. You can try to pray to the gods, report his name, and pray to the gods and The gaze of the strong in the church.”

What level of strength does it take to drive away a Sequence One demon... Speaking of which, Edward Vaughn had already been forced out of Backlund because of my report letter, so how could he suddenly come back now? Or is it that He actually didn’t leave at all?

"What about you, Mr. Azik?" Klein hesitated. As an angel who lives outside the church, Azik must be a considerable hidden danger to the church. If he really attracts the strong men of the church, it is very likely to implicate the other party.

And he clearly remembered the information Old Kohler gave him. Someone in the East District was looking for Azik Eggers, and there had been conflicts in the past few days.

Azik shook his head:

"As long as you can keep yourself safe."

"Even if I attract strong men from the church, I may not lose to them, and there are many ways to escape."

Klein thought for a second and nodded in agreement.

"Give me your brass whistle."

The Death Archon took the bronze whistle, and his expression suddenly became solemn and majestic. He placed the bronze whistle in the palm of his hand and announced slowly:

"Increasing access rights to Klein Moretti."

"I allow Klein Moretti to summon the demigod-level pale general, effective immediately!"

The copper whistle suddenly ignited with black flames, spreading out like ripples. Azik motioned for Klein to reach out and take it.

The moment he took it, black flames burned his palms, and a biting coldness rushed straight into his mind. The roars of countless undead seemed to ring in Klein's ears, and the sound of skeletons colliding and rubbing, as if what he was holding in his hand was no longer a harmless weapon. The summoning letter used a copper whistle, and some of its seals were broken, revealing more fangs and power. Klein felt that what he was grasping was the command flag of thousands of troops commanding the army of the dead!

Demigod level... bone messenger? Klein boldly thought about it.

Azik looked at him and then at the copper whistle in Klein's hand. Klein instantly understood what the other party meant and the next plan.

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One step, two steps, Edward used his own steps to measure Azik's retreat route.

He took Klein to escape from the spirit world into the underworld. The underworld built by the Death God's authority was not complete but wide enough. It went in a large circle to the right and left, starting from the central area of ​​Backlund City. We moved to the outskirts of the city, a place with large woods and wasteland.

As for the method of sensing Azik's direction, it is very simple: danger perception.

Sequence 2 can naturally cause some danger to oneself, so when they first met in the spirit world passage, Edward used words and actions to provoke Azik's hostility, successfully planting the seeds of emotion. Before detonating, the emotional seeds will stay quietly deep in the other person's heart, quietly mobilizing hostility. Of course, the devil can use this hostility to find its target more easily.

"Stopped?" Edward also stopped and his eyes swept around the void.

He was not sure how much soul protection the Source Castle could give Klein, and he also had to go to the East District to attend the event. Instead, he hoped that the Death Consul would take action quickly.

"Death Archon, Azik Eggers... I remember that there is no symbol of the Death Path on Origin Castle... Why didn't Klein pull him in? Are there any restrictions?"

After a pause for a minute or two, the target began to move again, and Edward slowly followed.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into a deep and dark door, but he did not fall, but stood firmly in the air. The illusory door suddenly opened, and countless pale arms and strange vines rushed out like a tsunami, swallowing up Edward's figure in an instant.

At the same time, a door opened again behind the big tree hundreds of meters away, and Azik and Klein quickly walked out of the door.

The vines let out the sharp cry of a baby, and the slender arms were tightly entangled, sealing off the people inside.

The next second, the giant black claws cut through the vines and arms with irresistible sharpness. His palm opened, and an eye opened in his palm, catching Klein and Az in the blink of an eye. Gram's location.

Klein suddenly met that eye, and his whole body froze.

Azik's body immediately shook, and the aura around him immediately became cold. Countless deaths and rebirths were connected to form an illusory river spreading around him. There were vaguely countless "Aziks" wandering endlessly on it, among which One "Azik" was silently swallowed by the rust and turned into fly ash. Then the rust spread to the second and third one at an extremely fast speed... After dying five times in a row, the real Azik Only then did he completely help Klein offset the blow. He froze for a moment, then flashed again with Klein a hundred meters away.

The Death Archon clenched his fist hard, and Edward's feet suddenly opened four doors to the underworld in a cross shape. Countless dead people and vines roared out from the door, immediately wrapping up the giant claw.

The ground within a radius of one hundred meters quickly became barren and dry, and the dry trees withered away in an instant. The overly strong aura of death made the living demon troublesome. Azik succeeded in temporarily imprisoning Edward's actions.

Klein seizes the moment, brings the copper whistle to his mouth and blows hard, a cluster of pale flames ignites in front of them, and a rather special skeletal spirit body walks out. He has the upper body of a human, a snake tail, and even a broken body. white wings.

The spirit body is dressed in shabby robes, and its wrist bones and tail bones are decorated with gold rings. Contrary to common sense, he kept long and straight black hair, with burning black flames at the end. Under the long hair was a ferocious skull face.

He first bowed to Azik, and then nodded to Klein. The snake bones slid on the ground, immediately rolled up Klein, and took him into the colorful spiritual world again, starting to roam at extremely fast speeds.

After seeing Klein off, Azik finally felt relieved. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard continuous explosions coming from behind him.

He was about to turn his head, but suddenly felt extremely dangerous, so he urgently turned to the side and avoided the punch aimed at the back of his head!

The explosion was a cover. Edward had already broken free from his shackles and quietly approached him, hoping to use the time difference to attack!

Veins popped up around the corners of Azik's eyes, and his eyes once again turned into pale vertical pupils, with an astonishingly large feathered serpent illusion appearing behind him.

After Edward missed the blow, he immediately turned his head to lock Azik's position. Upon seeing this, all the bones in his body made crackling sounds, the clothes on his back were torn, and his suddenly opened wings blocked the feathered serpent's powerful blow. Clean up. The collision made a loud noise that could not be imitated by any metal, and a huge air wave erupted, making the few surrounding trees rustle.

Edward was forced to slide back a few centimeters, leaving obvious marks on the ground.

Azik was shocked and took half a step back. He opened his mouth again, his fangs flashing with a cold light.

Creatures from the spirit world and the gates to the underworld reappeared one after another, preventing Edward from bypassing him and going directly into the spirit world to pursue Klein.

The demon clicked his tongue in displeasure. When the filthy spirituality spread, the spiritual creatures that came into contact with the spirituality were contaminated in less than a second. The army of spiritual bodies recruited by Azik instantly turned against the arm in the gate of the underworld. The vines were twisted into a tangled mess.

Azik, who had just recovered part of his memory, was still unable to accurately use his power and judge the situation correctly. Seeing that all his helpers had turned into the opponent's dependents, he changed his mind and prepared to show the complete form of the mythical creature. Respond to the enemy.

But Edward didn't intend to give him this chance. Everyone knew how to kill him while he was sick.

He immediately spoke filthy words majestically:

"Confinement"!

Azik's status as an angel meant that this move did not have much effect. His body was distorted and alienated, and pieces of pale feathers stained with yellow oil emerged from the surface of his skin. At this moment, his body suddenly shook violently, the whites of his eyes were instantly filled with red bloodshot eyes, his skin exploded inch by inch, and there was a muffled sound in his heart!

Blood manipulation! Desire explodes!

Blood flowed from his eyes and ears, and the area where his brain was was naturally filled with blood.

The critical moment of state transformation was interrupted. Azik instantly saw a sarcastic smile on the face of his indifferent self in the shadow, but as a born mythical creature, his appearance began to slip in an inhuman direction. His fingers clawed frantically at his aching head, and his feathers and arms were stained with blood. He kept roaring and twisting his body, with more and more elements of the feathered serpent in his body, and less and less of the human part.

Edward took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, two minutes.

He approached Azik, who was defeated quickly and unjustly. He didn't quite understand why this guy dared to stay alone to break up the rear when his condition was unstable and his strength was incomplete. Didn't he have an accurate judgment on the strength gap between the two sides? Maybe there was something wrong with Death's education.

But just when He was about to give Azik the final blow, Azik suddenly raised his head with a stoic and ferocious expression. The spirituality in his body went riot, and the shadow of a bird-shaped golden forehead ornament appeared on his forehead. , as if to die with Him.

Seeing this golden forehead ornament, Edward opened his eyes slightly, and slowly retracted his outstretched hand.

He looked at Azik, re-confirmed his identity from the information library in his mind, and began to search where he had seen and heard the name "Azik Eggers" in the past thousand years. This person's deeds, and then his eyes became very pitiful.

The uniqueness of the God of Death is far away in the Southern Continent... but his resurrection back-up... has established a relationship with the Beloved of the Night... He sneered without any smile in his heart.

And Azik was prepared to deal with any attack, and he was also prepared to fight to the death, but he didn't expect that the demon's ferocious bone spurs gradually retracted, his wings disappeared, revealing his bare elbows, and the metallic texture emerged from the surface of his body. fade away.

"Hello, Death Archon." The devil's tone seemed to be greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. "Perhaps you would prefer me to call you Mr. Azik Eggers?"

"You don't seem to be in good shape right now, and I don't intend to argue with you. Are you interested in having a little chat with me?"

"..." Azik maintained a fighting posture, extremely alert, and did not answer.

"I have some personal grudges with Klein Moretti."

Edward didn't care whether Azik answered or not, and continued what he wanted to say: "Of course, as a fellow countryman, I am willing to be lenient to him. If there is your mediation, our grudges may still have a chance. Dissolve.”

Azik was startled by one of the words. He felt that it was a bait deliberately released by the devil, but it was impossible for him not to feel nothing about the word: "Fellow countryman? I don't remember you in Tingen."

Just as he thought, he saw Edward showing an extraordinarily gentle and friendly smile, and he knew clearly that he had stepped into a trap.

"It seems that Klein didn't tell you that he pretended to be a great being?"

"..."

"Well, it seems you already know about this."

"What exactly do you want to express?"

Edward followed suit: "I wonder if you have heard of the 'Origin Castle'... It doesn't matter if you haven't, you should know what the 'Origin' is. I guess he should have told you that he pretended to be a great being, He used the sefirot to form a party, and naturally deceived many newcomers to the extraordinary world in the name of the god 'The Fool'."

The source of matter... Azik suddenly recalled something, the Calamity of Pale, the God of Death, his father, the River of Eternal Darkness... He didn't want to doubt Klein, but he couldn't think of anything equivalent to the river water that could swallow even the "God of Death" , able to be controlled by a young man who watched himself enter an extraordinary world.

unless……

Unless that is no longer Klein, but the great being that Klein said he "played" in the party...

No, it was the devil who was inducing me to think in that direction. I should believe in Klein more!

As if Azik was struck by lightning, the more he warned himself to trust his students, the more he couldn't believe the meaning of the information. Finally, he chose to warn himself in his heart: Don't believe anything the devil said!

"Maybe you realize something, Mr. Azik."

Edward looked at the situation, and Azik felt that the other person was more like a poisonous snake, luring people into a trap before slowly showing its fangs: "Perhaps, you would be willing to listen to me tell a story?"

"A story about 'Cline Moretti', 'Zhou Mingrui', and perhaps a certain god involved in the plot."

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Ince Zangwill wiped the blood on his face, tidied himself up again, turned around and saw 0-08 actually standing up on its own, ready to start writing.

He immediately rushed to the notebook to stop 0-08 from letting himself go. He soon discovered that 0-08 did not seem to be in a state of making up random things based on his own negative effects, but as if an invisible person was holding the pen. , write a few sentences smoothly:

"Cline Moretti was taken away by a demigod-level Death Path Spirit and began to roam the spiritual world."

"But the demigod had just been released from the seal, and his power was not stable. Therefore, after roaming a sufficient distance, this demigod-level spirit needed a short rest. They were gathered together and appeared together in Ince. The room where Zangwill and his friends were.”

Klein Moretti? This person is the person I wrote to death in Tingen but who was in danger many times...Ince Zangwill frowned. As for who wrote these sentences that were obviously to help him and even give him information, He already knew the answer.

A few seconds later, the space was distorted. Ince Zangwill saw that the colors outside the room suddenly became brighter. He immediately opened the door and went out. What appeared in front of him was the thing he had been thinking about day and night. Killed - Sherlock Moriarty!

TBC

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A big chapter of 8,000 words, super powerful two-in-one.

As an aside, the reviews for this article are divided on both sides. One side thinks it’s licking Klein and the other side thinks it’s Dark Flow. I really want to neutralize these two waves of people together.

I almost understand, there are waves of bad reviews and there are waves of darkness. I want to see the alien gods killing each other, but I always like to fish and feel like licking (if treating guests to dinner is called licking, I suspect he has no friends), I want to see Those who are nice to Klein will talk about the Dark Flow when they find out that Klein is dead later.

I guess some people want to see demons and angels/outer gods killing people on the earth. They like to kill people for divination and find homeless people to beat teeth to make sacrifices from time to time. But what if they want to see demons slaughtering them every day to make a living in the Church of Righteous God? If the social order was so good and the gods were so lenient towards the devil, how could he stumble and get promoted now? Also, does anyone really think that I would write about Richard’s Red Revolution? You can tell it’s impossible just by looking at the plot.