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Prologue:
Underground in New Silver City is a darkness so dense that it cannot be broken away.
Audrey Hall, wearing a cloak, held a candle and walked down the steps step by step. Susie, the big golden retriever dog, followed closely behind him.
Audrey, who had been promoted to Sequence 2 "Insighter", walked slowly through the dark corridor and arrived at the deepest prison. Susie, who used psychological invisibility, stayed at the corner and observed from a distance.
In the prison is a young man who is dozing in front of the obsidian wall. He is wearing a Loen-style formal suit, with a fluffy flower made of seven-color paper paste on his chest with the Holy Emblem of the Fool as the base, and a top hat. In front of him, he looked like a gentleman taking a rest. He only wears a pair of handcuffs stained with dark red rust on his wrists. They are a semi-god-level sealed object of the "Judge" path, called "Lock of Judgment". Its function is to enhance and mysteriously weaken the reality around the wearer. , used to deprive the wearer of his extraordinary abilities.
The young man who heard the footsteps opened his pure black eyes, calmly picked up the hat and patted it, leaned over to salute her, and then put it on his head again. "Miss Justice? Thank you for coming in person."
Audrey looked at the seven-color flower on his chest, which was the symbol of the church's high-level extraordinary people, similar to the red gloves of the Church of the Night. Even after being imprisoned, he did not take it off. From this point of view, he still has certain feelings for the church and his identity as a "preacher."
"I am willing to give you another chance to explain where these blasphemous forgeries come from." Audrey said with a soft voice, and took out a stack of paper from the inner pocket of her robe. It was a gospel manuscript, which was densely written with The text is all content that has not been written in the holy scriptures.
"The Lord comes from ancient times and shines on the earth together with the ancient sun.
"Before the first century, the world collapsed. The Lord chooses righteous people in the world and places them in his kingdom for salvation.
"The righteous people of the Lord die and then live. Meng The Lord saves and repays the Lord with kindness.
"The Lord is the King of Time and Space, the Beacon of Destiny, the Incarnation of the Source Castle, the Ruler of the Spirit World, and the Lord of Mysteries. The Great Fool is his name in this era."
Then there are some stories, They are all deeds of Mr. Fool before the First Era, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false. Generally speaking, it is to reward devout believers who do good deeds, or to impose divine punishment on evildoers who disrespect the gods.
These "doctrines" first arose on the periphery of the church's influence and spread for a long time. At first, it did not attract the attention of the higher-ups. After all, many believers of the True God would secretly circulate some half-true and half-false miracle stories. It is indeed very reasonable for Mr. Fool, as a resurrected ancient god, to possess some legends from before the First Age. . In addition, most ordinary believers listen to the sermons of pastors, and few people specifically read the full text of the Holy Scriptures. Therefore, for a long time no one noticed that these stories were not the real gospel. It was only recently that church leaders discovered these "heresies" and immediately launched an investigation, quickly identifying their source.
The person who made up these teachings is the deacon of St. Germain Cathedral, the fourth diviner "Sorcerer", and the captain of the messenger, Creole Marionat.
Fabricating gospels and spreading heresies is a grave sin of blasphemy.
Audrey looked at the young man in front of her. He only joined the church after Mr. Fool fell into a deep sleep. In just five years, he quickly rose from a Sequence Nine diviner to a Sequence Four magician. He had calmed down countless extraordinary incidents in Bayam. , wiped out many Rose School believers in the Southern Continent, fought against pirates and colonial troops in the Rhoside Islands, but in the end committed a major crime of blasphemy.
She wanted to know the reasoning behind it.
"This is God's revelation." The young man stood up straight and his voice was calm.
"What did you say?" This answer was somewhat beyond Audrey's expectations. She suspected that Creole was tempted by the evil god.
"I said, it was the Lord himself who taught me these gospels." Creole's dark eyes looked up at Audrey without blinking, with a pious and sincere expression.
This may be due to the "Joker"'s expression management, but Audrey, who has become an angel, still cannot read any trace of lies in it. She frowned, her beautiful gem-like green eyes suddenly became as deep as a whirlpool, her beautiful and plump lips opened and closed gently, and asked: "When was that?"
The young man was about to answer when he suddenly felt a lightness in his body. Becoming drowsy.
Audrey took a step forward and stepped directly into the other party's spiritual island.
As a Sequence 2 "Insighter", she can directly "read" the answers she wants from the young man's memory.
Gray-white mist emerged like a tide, and a magnificent ancient palace and a long bronze table appeared in front of them. At the head of the long table sat a figure in a robe. Gray mist surged around him, and the aura was deep and terrifying, like a mountain or a sea. There was no one on both sides of the long table, but sitting at the end was a young man wearing a windbreaker and a top hat with a confused face. The moment his face became clear, Audrey's pupils suddenly tightened uncontrollably.
It's Creole.
He had actually climbed onto Origin Castle and entered that magnificent ancient palace!
This clip only flashed for a short moment, and it had already washed away Audrey's thinking.
Memories can be forged, but the interior of Sefirah Castle and the image of Mr. Fool cannot be easily known... Audrey's brain was spinning rapidly, and Mr. Fool's next move shocked her even more.
Without saying a word, the ancient god raised his hand to signal Creole to follow him away from the long table, towards a staircase hidden in the gray mist, until he reached the end of the staircase, in front of the ethereal and distant door of light.
There was a row of empty "cocoons" hanging there. "
Here is..." The fortune teller demigod's face was extremely pale, showing a panic that even the "Joker"'s ability could not suppress.
"You go out from here, so you have to come back here." Mr. Fool's voice was low and indifferent. Smooth tentacles with mysterious patterns hidden from view poked out from under the gray and black robes, and handed a white light ball composed of mysterious knowledge into their hands.
"Go, my righteous one."
"This is a new attempt."
Audrey whispered in shock.
The previous "one attempt" created today's Tarot Society, so what kind of storm will this "new attempt" stir up?
But why didn't Mr. Fool choose members of the Tarot Club? What does he mean by saying that Creole comes from Origin Castle? What exactly does he want to do when he chooses the "righteous man"?
As his thoughts turned, the fragment of memory guided by the question had come to an end.
Creole opened his eyes, obviously realizing that he had just undergone hypnosis.
"Miss Justice." He looked at Audrey with a solemn face and smiled.
"It seems you have got the answer. Everything I do is the will of the Lord."
"Your memory is not necessarily the whole truth." Memories can be hidden, cut, spliced and forged. As an "audience", Audrey knows this all too well.
"But at least you can prove that I am not a sinner of the church. I hope you will carefully verify my words and write the Lord's new will into the holy scriptures." Creole bowed to her: "And I will always be here waiting for you. "The verdict."
Audrey did not answer immediately. It was related to the church's holy scriptures and Mr. Fool's anchor, and she could not make a rash decision.
"The higher-ups of the church will discuss this matter. Before making a decision, I have to ask you to stay here." She looked around and once again confirmed whether the protective measures were effective. After all, if a demigod on the diviner path wants to escape, he can always find a loophole to exploit.
After leaving the church underground where the sealed artifacts were kept, Audrey silently recited the honorable name of "Star". Regarding the secrets before the First Age, the first thing she thought of was to consult His Highness Pales, the "Angel of Time". Five years have passed, except for "Judgment" Hugh, who has slowed down the process of digesting the potion due to too many MI9 tasks, and is still outside of Sequence Three for the time being. All members of the Tarot Society have successfully been promoted to angels, and they can just recite the honorary name. To convey the message, there is no need to wait for the Gray Mist Party.
Leonard, who has been fighting in the Southern Continent for a long time, has already been promoted to the Sequence 2 "Secret Servant". He wears the red gloves of the Church of the Night and dominates the Southern Continent. The reputation of the "Scythe of the Goddess" makes the Rose School fearful. After he received the news from Audrey, he immediately asked Pales.
"Ancient gods? Righteous men? Miracles from before the First Age?" Pales was silent for a long time after hearing these things.
"What's wrong, old man? Do you think he has been contaminated by some hidden existence?"
"It's hard to say." Pales only spat out these three words.
"What should we do?" Leonard was a little worried. He actually tended to believe that this person was seduced by the evil god. Otherwise, how could Mr. Fool abandon so many people in the Tarot Society and look for the Beloved?
"Pray to the goddess." Pales dropped these words and fell into a long silence.
Leonard was confused, but he did it anyway.
After finishing his prayer, Leonard sat restlessly at the table and thought hard for a long time. He got up and was about to pour a glass of water to continue the poem he wrote to Klein, but he stepped into the endless gray mist.
"Temporary gathering?"
When Leonard opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the familiar grand palace, but there was no longer the familiar long bronze table in front of him, but several groups of seats made of soft fabrics, which seemed to be What is the "sofa" designed by Emperor Russell called?
"Is this Sefirah Castle..." A familiar old voice came from his side. Leonard turned his head suddenly and almost blinked his neck: "Old man, why did you come out..."
Pales was too lazy to answer, and just turned his gaze. Throw it around. Leonard was dumbfounded as he watched silhouettes outline one after another, and members of the Tarot Club appeared one after another with expressions that were either doubtful, confused, or solemn.
Miss Justice...why did her big golden retriever come with her? Miss Judge and Miss Magician, Mr. Moon, Little Sun, the Hermit Lady who is still sailing on the Five Seas, and the Hanged Man who is sailing to the Western Continent. All members of the Tarot Club are here. But this space is still welcoming a new guest. It is also an acquaintance, the divine messenger Daniz with a frightened face. The word "shit" choked in his throat after seeing the people in the Tarot Club.
"Justice" Audrey cast questioning glances at Leonard and Palles. Palles coughed and whispered: "I asked Leonard to pray to the goddess of the night." "
Maybe Mr. Fool. A joint arrangement with the goddess." Audrey calmed down and immediately told everyone about Creole's interrogation. His problem had been discussed at the Tarot meeting before, and Daniz also knew about it.
"Light door?" Alger looked around and found no trace of the stairs or light door that Audrey described.
"Perhaps only those with Mr. Fool's permission can go up?" Derrick said.
"Maybe it's a soothsayer." Pales pondered. That light door made him have some guesses, but he was not sure.
Tables and chairs appeared again in the palace, and sitting on the chair was a little boy holding an ice cream bowl. Pales looked at him: "Snake of mercury?"
The snake of destiny bit the ice cream spoon and nodded to him: "I have no premonition of danger."
"This is that person's territory." Pales muttered. Although it looked like something serious had happened, it didn't look critical.
Azik Eggers, the Death Archon with dark skin and gloomy eyes, then entered the scene. After he woke up, he also visited the Church of Fools and had an acquaintance with several members of the Tarot Society. Apparently, this battle also made him somewhat agitated. Surprised, but equally clueless.
While the angels and saints were busy thinking, a strange lady with long chestnut hair and noble temperament was outlined. The hermit Cattleya shouted in surprise: "Queen!"
The mysterious queen Bernadette had not yet When he had time to respond, he saw another figure slowly taking shape beside him. He wore gorgeous Intis court clothes, had a mustache, and had chestnut hair and beautiful blue eyes exactly like his own.
"Father?"
"Emperor Russell?"
"Bernadette?" Russell Gustave blinked and stretched out his hand towards Bernadette in disbelief. Bernadette trotted towards him, but only touched a piece of air.
Bernadette stared blankly at her father's outstretched hand. Russell smiled at her: "My body is still fighting pollution in the mausoleum. Don't worry, I am awake now."
Bernadette responded in a low voice. With a loud voice, he carefully held his father's hand and led him and Cattleya to stand together.
The gray fog surged again, and the two people who appeared this time looked obviously panicked. The young lady in a plain dress tightly held the hand of the gentleman in formal clothes with a prominent hairline, slightly wary Looking around, Audrey immediately recognized her: "Melissa!" She quickly led Susie to the two people and used "Soothing".
"Miss Audrey?" Melissa's tense nerves relaxed slightly: "This is it?"
"Don't worry, it's safe here." Audrey comforted Melissa warmly, at least the angel of fate didn't Any premonition of danger.
"Miss Audrey, you too..." Melissa hesitated, and finally asked this question.
"Except for your brother, everyone here is Extraordinary." Audrey was entrusted by "The World" and has been taking care of his family. After entering Backlund Mechanical University, Melissa chose the "Generalist" potion under the guidance of her instructor, and is now a Sequence Six "Artisan".
"What?" Benson's eyes widened instantly: "Melissa, what does this mean? What kind of Beyonder? You, what did you come into contact with?"
"Benson, I just learned something that is helpful in mechanical manufacturing. , different knowledge." Melissa comforted her brother in a low voice. What she didn't say was that in addition to being beneficial to machine learning, she also wanted to investigate the cause of Klein's death.
"You don't have to lie to me." Benson, who has worked in the government for a long time, has also come into contact with some colleagues who are Extraordinary and is not completely ignorant of the mysterious world: "You chose that path, right? Why didn't you tell me?"
Melissa was speechless for a moment, turned away, and then faced two familiar faces. The generalist's good memory made her immediately recall that those were Klein's former colleagues and teachers, Leonard and Mr. Azik... Could it be that their coming here had something to do with Klein? She could barely suppress her excitement, and Audrey, who had been paying close attention to her, immediately offered her a comforting words.
"Please take a seat, everyone." A soft female voice sounded, with a reassuring magical power. Everyone turned their attention to the center of the palace, where stood a dignified woman wearing a long black layered skirt and a mist-like black veil. On her shoulder stood a strange black cat wearing a top hat.
There were gasps from the crowd, and Leonard lit stars on his chest. Only Benson and Melissa didn't understand. The atmosphere became solemn for a moment, and Russell raised his eyebrows: "Amani, what's going on? Could it be that something happened to Lao Zhou?"
"There's something wrong with his anchor." The soft voice of the goddess said: "We need to call in An impromptu gathering."
Derrick's heart tightened: "Is there really a big problem? If we had discovered those heresies earlier..."
"It's not your fault." The one who spoke was the cat on the goddess's shoulder. He flicked his tail, and another figure appeared beside the goddess. Wearing a top hat, a windbreaker, and wearing the seven-colored flower of the Church of Fools on his chest, it was Creole who looked confused and a little at a loss.
"Welcome, the new 'Cocoon Breaker', or fellow countryman."
"Are you..." Creole had regained his calm expression and asked tentatively.
"My name is Zhou Mingrui. You can also call me, Fool." The cat ignored everyone's shocked looks and jumped down from the goddess's arms. With a flick of its tail, several sets of coffee tables appeared in front of the sofa, filled with Coffee, sweet iced tea, ice cream, grilled fish, tomato oxtail soup, Dixie pie and other foods.
"Everyone, please sit down." The black cat walked up to the new Pope Derrick: "I will give some explanations about the new doctrine and my name next. I hope this process is relaxed and enjoyable, so that you can watch the movie. "Let's do it this way."
With a flick of his tail, a delicate small box landed on the coffee table in the middle. The lid of the box opened, revealing two scarlet curtains, revealing a row of puppet actors in different poses. "Thank you Lord of the Storm for lending us 0-32 "The Theater that Never Ends" so that we can praise the storm."
The atmosphere in the venue was a little awkward for a moment. A group of night believers, steam believers and fool believers looked at each other in disbelief. Finally, former storm believers Alger and Daniz took the lead, punched their chests, and spoke without confidence: "Praise the storm." The black cat also touched its chest with its tail.
"There are still some spectators who are not invited to be present." Black Cat looked at Creole: "I'm talking about your friends. You can contact them, right?"
Creole was silent for a while. nod.
"How many people are there who are demigods and above? Can you give me a list?"
Creole swallowed, knowing that he had no room to refuse. He silently wrote down a string of code names using the paper and pen that appeared. He hooked the black cat's tail, rolled up an ancient silver mirror, and placed it on the table. "Arrods, please."
"This is..." Daniz, Leonard, and Forsi were instantly reminded of a lot of bad memories, and the ancient silver mirror was flashing... A string of silver words flashed across the ground: "Great, sublime, omnipotent master, your loyal, humble and insignificant servant Arrods, following your order, will screen the images shown here and select those they can know. Convey the content to all members of the "Traveler" organization above the level of demigods!"
Creole took a breath of air. Who is this mirror that can target all members of their organization with a list, and it also comes with content ratings? What he wrote were obviously code names! Could this be the power of gods?
"For those of you who have not reached the status of angels, don't worry. When I leave, I will do some processing on your memories and keep the harmless parts." The black cat's eyes turned around, and finally fell on Meili. On Sha and Benson: "Maybe I should say sorry, but I think you should... watch it with me here."
"This is a live broadcast, Old Zhou." Emperor Russell put down the bubble ice tea in his hand , had some vague guesses about what was about to happen: "Is Tianzun causing trouble again?"
"That's right." Black Cat said calmly: "He is trying to use doctrines to confuse believers' understanding of me and him, and steal my anchor. . It wasn't until the goddess provided help that I had the energy to create a marionette to convene this party."
He looked at the crowd whose eyes were dull due to the excessive amount of information and sighed.
"The story is long, let's get started."
(1) Origin
0-32, a theater that never ends. This is a sealed artifact solidified by the characteristics of a "Miracle Master". It uses the memories of real events as food and materializes them. If the "script" provided to it is insufficient or a false "story" is provided, it will forcibly eat the memory of the holder and turn the owner into its own marionette "actor".
But under the gaze of a circle of angels and true gods, 0-32 behaved particularly tamely. It opened the lid of the box decorated with layers of gems, opened the scarlet curtain that seemed to be soaked in blood, and several small marionettes on the stage respectfully Kneeling on one knee on the stage, the little puppet who seemed to be the "leader" of the troupe stretched out his hands expectantly towards the black cat, waiting for the first story to be shown.
The black cat flicked its tail, and a tiny spiritual worm burst out from the tip of its tail, and fell straight into the palm of the little "captain". Immediately, the curtain suddenly lifted, the stage suddenly expanded, and a white light occupied the sight of all the audience. After the light fell, what came into view were rows of high-rise buildings passing through the clouds, endless traffic, and humans hurriedly walking through the steel forest.
"This is..." Melissa watched obsessively at the speeding vehicles and the changing and flashing traffic lights at the intersection. Everyone in the Tarot Club was also amazed at the prosperity and grandeur of this city.
"Is this a city before the First Era?" "Moon" Emlyn looked at those strange and magnificent pictures with interest. The fashion models in the windows especially caught his eye. Russell gave an affirmative answer. "That's right, this was S City in our time, one of the most prosperous cities in the entire Western Continent."
Black Cat looked at the screen intently. After passing through the familiar scenery one by one, the screen gradually shrank and focused on On a young man. He has soft facial features and a slight double chin, a typical elf appearance.
"That was me in the First Age, still an ordinary person." The black cat licked his paws.
"...Dog...no, it's like that lunatic..." Daniz took a breath as if he had a toothache. Why, why when he looked at Mr. Fool's face, he thought of Gehrman!
"It's really similar..." Audrey and Forsi and Xio looked at each other to make sure they weren't dazzled by the same person.
"Did the fanatic believer adjust his face in the direction of Mr. Fool? He is a faceless man. No, such a blasphemous act cannot be the world's own idea. Hiss, could it be that Mr. Fool ordered him to do this? Is it really a favored one, or does it have a deeper meaning? No, Alger, don't speculate on the gods' intentions!" Alger's mind wandered further, and he overturned several thoughts in just a moment. .
In the image, Zhou Mingrui is squatting in his room, holding a piece of bread in one hand and a shabby book in the other. The title of the book is thoughtfully annotated in Luen language on the title page: "Minutes of the Secret Alchemy of Qin and Han Dynasties" .
"Qin and Han were the two dynasties of the Western Continent before the First Age. It was more than two thousand years ago when Old Zhou lived." Russell looked at the confused Bernadette and explained: "In short "It's a magic book handed down from ancient times."
"This is too reckless..." Xio muttered to himself. An ordinary person starts arranging rituals and prayers with a magic book of unknown origin. Does this mean he knows nothing about the extraordinary world?
"Transfer ceremony..." Zhou Mingrui held a book in one hand and bread, biscuits and other staple food in the other hand, and began to set up around the room, still mumbling something. "God Fusheng Xuanhuang, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun..."
Creole almost jumped up from the sofa: "This is..."
"You also discovered it." A soft female voice sounded. "He is everywhere, and everyone's time travel is related to Him."
"So you two are also..." Creole's thoughts were spinning, and he couldn't form words for a moment: "Then, Mr. Fool and Him, you are... ..."
"I am me, He is Him." The black cat smiled at him. "I was not sensible at the time and did not make a clear distinction. Even my honorific name was 'The Yellow and Black King of Good Luck', which also caused some trouble."
Creole sat on the sofa. On the scene, his face looked uncertain.
"I don't know how much you know, and I don't know whether you believe in me or Him, but these are not important. After the screening is over, tell me your choice." Black Cat tilted his head, following the image In mid-week, after Mingrui recited the incantation and walked four steps backward, the memory fragment sank into darkness and came to an end.
The person who stood up next was the goddess of the night wearing a layered black dress. She stretched out her right hand as white as jade and threw a tiny ray of starlight into 0-32.
The image that unfolded again showed a velvet night and a bloody full moon hanging high in the sky. The goddess's eyes looked out from the Deep Eclipse Heaven, watching the castle high in the spirit world suddenly vibrate, and something like a curtain wrapped around it fell silently into the real world.
The goddess stirred up a ray of moonlight, chased the rippling curtain like water, separated it from the gray-white mist that wrapped it, and threw it away to another place.
The crimson moonlight entangled the curtain and crashed onto a dark, lightless hill, creating a crater. And the separated wisp of gray mist fell into a corner of the city, in a narrow small room.
It was a young man with a pale face, black hair and brown eyes, full of bookishness. He sat at the table with a dull expression on his face. There was a line of ink written on the notes in front of him: "Everyone will die, including me."
"Kleon!" Melissa screamed, and Benson hugged her tightly. She reached out to touch her brother, but the young man in the picture raised his right hand expressionlessly and shot himself through the temple.
Melissa's trembling fingers stopped in front of the image, and Audrey quickly gave the brother and sister some comfort.
Before Melissa's tears could fall, she saw gray mist billowing up in Klein's temples, and his flesh and blood regenerated at an incredible speed. The young man who had just committed suicide once again opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at this Room. As soon as he tidied up the room, Melissa's voice came from outside.
"Praise the goddess." Benson drew stars in a trembling voice. Melissa turned her teary eyes to the goddess of the night, whose face was covered by a misty black veil, and asked softly: "You protected Klein, right?"
Amanisis lowered her head and sighed softly. Russell looked at the black cat, who hesitated for a while, then lightly jumped off the coffee table and jumped onto Melissa's lap.
"Fool, Mr. Fool." Faced with the sudden approach of a god, Melissa was a little at a loss.
"I'm sorry." The black cat's tail split into two and wrapped around Melissa's and Benson's wrists respectively. The furry touch brought some warmth: "From that night on, your brother is no longer Klein. Instead, he is me."
The whole place was silent, and Leonard stood up and wanted to ask something. , but forgot what he wanted to say the moment he opened his mouth. Pales, who was beside him, put his forehead on his hands to hide all his expressions. Audrey sat on the sofa, her green eyes full of shock. She knew that Klein was Mr. World's real name, and now Mr. Fool said that it was equal to him... In other words, the world was equal to The Fool... No, Audrey , Calm down...
Susie rubbed Audrey's calf, bringing her consciousness back to reality. The rest of the Tarot Club was still confused. Derrick thought for a long time and just thought that the sentence "Mr. Fool is the resurrected ancient god" might need to be changed, but he was still having a headache on how to change it specifically. Cattleya was so shocked by this pile of secrets that she felt dizzy.
"He died from the curse of the Antigonus family notes, and at that time, I entered this body and inherited Klein's memory." The black cat forced himself to raise his face to face the Moretti brothers and sisters. "I'm sorry. I've been...cheating."
"No..." Melissa subconsciously wanted to deny it. She didn't know whether to deny the fact that her brother was dead, or to deny the other person's concealment. She saw that the video was still playing, and Klein was clumsily using his pocket watch to cover up the abnormality. She was repairing the pocket watch with a look of disgust, and repeatedly told him to buy eight pounds of black bread and not to buy too much. She thought of the pea stewed mutton and tomato oxtail soup made by "Klein", and how he earnestly persuaded her to move, buy new clothes, take a public carriage to school after making money, and persuaded Benson to study and study, and all the fragile but profound feelings after that. beautiful memories.
That's family, that's family... With tears falling drop by drop, Benson stretched out his right arm in silence and hugged her tightly, while his left hand wrapped around the black cat on Melissa's lap.
"Thank you anyway." He said in a hoarse voice. "Thank you... for being our brother in the days when Klein was gone. No matter who you are, in our hearts you will always be our family."
The black cat opened its mouth, and finally just meowed, letting Benson and Melissa's hands covered in her own soft fur.
"Goddess, what is that thing you separated?" Will waited for the family to calm down before putting down the ice cream bowl and breaking the silence.
"It's a Sequence 1 secret attendant characteristic." The goddess of the night looked at Derrick: "I threw it in the land abandoned by the gods."
"Why?" Alger, the Hanged Man, said in shock, realizing that he was the only one. After the voice, he immediately shut up: He was actually questioning a true god!
"Because I don't want him to be the one who wakes up." The goddess didn't care about Alger's question. She looked at Creole: "You are already a demigod, and you should have a preliminary understanding of what divinity is. That curtain is What Tianzun has prepared will become Sequence One if it lands. Human nature and divinity will be completely unable to compete, and self-awareness will be completely wiped out. In fact, it will be Tianzun who wakes up. In fact, this is the back-up plan for his resurrection. Yes. And now, you have chosen the "Soothsayer".
Creole took a deep breath and buried his face in his hands. "Thank you for your explanation. I think I need to calm down."
Audrey also gave him some comfort in an understanding way. Now it seems that Mr. Deacon has been deceived. He did not betray the church or Mr. Fool. This can be considered a good thing...
"But, wouldn't Mr. Fool be an ordinary person?" "Moon" Emlyn finally figured out what these two images represented. Asked this question on behalf of everyone. Could it be that Mr. Fool slowly transformed from an ordinary person to a god step by step after arriving in this world?
The black cat, who had just calmed down in the arms of the brother and sister, was furious for a moment, knowing that another execution moment was coming.
There was no way, since I had made up my mind to convene this gathering, I had to tear off these lies and disguises at once... Fortunately, I chose the form of a cat-shaped marionette to appear here! He threw his tail out of self-indulgence and smashed a spiritual insect into the hand of the leader's puppet. This movement was not small. 0-32 was smashed and tilted visibly.
Mr. Fool is angry? Alger and Cattleya were both a little confused and uneasy. Mr. Fool had always been kind and generous, but this was the first time he waved his hands, no, waved his tail and ignored them.
Did I say the wrong thing? Emlyn was even more worried. Why did Mr. Fool throw it all of a sudden?
"The Sun" Derrick was also a little worried: "Is Mr. Fool really in a bad state?"
"Well, maybe his tail slipped... I just met my family just now, Mr. Fool must be in a good mood..." Fors said. Said, Xio gently pulled the corner of her clothes, even if she is in the form of a cat, she is still a true god. Just say less...
Leonard and Audrey, who knew Klein's identity, kept silent. In silence, they checked the time of World Promotion and Tarot Club in their minds, and they really didn't want to think about what happened in between.
Azik picked up a cup of coffee, looked at the black cat curled up on Melissa's lap, and couldn't help but smile. Pales caught a glimpse of his expression, then looked at Leonard with a dull look on his face, and couldn't help but sigh again. Will scooped up the ice cream and gloated: "I really don't feel bad if it's not my own clutter."
As for Daniz, he didn't follow the train of thought of the image from the beginning. He looked around and carefully sat down next to Creole. After all, he is an acquaintance, and he has been his boss for a long time... Daniz muttered, how come he has become Mr. Fool's fellow countryman, and seeing the goddess being so polite to him, shit... No, ask carefully. he!
The goddess looked at the people with different expressions and slightly raised her lips. It seemed that after recognizing her family, Zhou's humanity had indeed strengthened. Russell couldn't help but laugh. "0-32." He looked at the sealed object loudly: "Come on, let's have some fun for the grandpas in the audience. If it's not funny, we won't let you go back to Pasu Island."
(2) Confession
"Never The puppet leader of "The Ending Theater" looked at Russell, and then at the black cat with his head hanging down and his brown eyes slightly narrowed. He walked to the center of the stage holding the spiritual insect in his arms, and then covered it. Head, squat with your back.
The image started again. A young man with black hair and brown eyes and a bookish face was walking down the street carrying a bag of black bread and did a free fortune telling. Seeing Klein repeatedly confirming "free" in the screen, everyone couldn't help but smile. And the last card he drew was a "Fool" that represented the present.
"I didn't do anything." The goddess of the night met Russell's inquiring gaze and said in a calm voice, "This is purely his own fault."
"It's fate." Will sat on a chair much higher than him. Shaking his two short legs: "It's the influence of the source of matter on him." He turned to the other angels: "I don't know what you are seeing, but the image of him in my eyes has always been influenced by the "Origin Castle". "You can indeed see more from the path of destiny. "
A flash of gold flashed through Azik's brown eyes: "When I first saw him, I couldn't see any gray fog. I could only vaguely feel that he was. People like me."
What does this mean? Everyone in the Tarot Society looked at Azik. Sure enough, this angel had started following Mr. Fool a long time ago? But why would he, who became an angel in the Fourth Age, follow an ordinary person?
Could it be because of the source of matter... Alger frowned. Since Mr. Fool is the resurrected successor of the ancient god, and was born with a sequence of characteristics, his own personality must be consistent with that sequence. characteristics that match. In this case, it is not surprising to draw the "Fool" card.
Audrey and Leonard, who knew more about the inside story, were in even more complicated moods. Audrey pursed her lips and said nothing. The specialness of Mr. Fool and his connection with Source Castle were obvious, but the shock of just knowing that Mr. Fool and Mr. World were the same person could not be easily eliminated. And Leonard's face has been very ugly ever since the goddess pointed out that Klein was the back-up for the resurrection.
While everyone was thinking their own thoughts, Klein in the image had already pushed open the old and narrow door. Then he once again placed the staple food in the four corners of the room and repeated the ritual.
"I'm sorry...but I have to go home." His inner voice was also restored by the theater. Melissa was startled and unconsciously hugged the black cat tightly in her arms. Klein struggled slightly, but finally stopped moving.
Boundless gray mist surged in, and crazy and weird murmurs sounded. As a sealed object composed of Sequence Two extraordinary characteristics, 0-32 effectively isolated these pollutions, but only made the audience a little irritated. As an ordinary person, Benson felt a little headache, and Audrey sent him a comfort in time.
After the murmur disappeared, what was shown was the scene inside "Origin Castle".
"I couldn't go back, but I came to Origin Castle..." Alger frowned. Is this ritual ultimately pointing to this source of essence? But he failed to think more, because the panicked young man accidentally touched two crimson stars, and two figures immediately appeared in the picture.
"This..." Alger and Audrey were stunned. This, is this the first Tarot session?
Without careful planning or careful selection, the so-called attempt... was just an accident? At that time, Mr. Fool was still an ordinary person who knew nothing about the mysterious world?
The girl and the man asked the "mysterious man" Klein at the same time. The confused Klein immediately had two thoughts in his mind: Either hide his identity and fish in troubled waters with the same victim status; or maintain his mysterious image. , in exchange for the initiative to obtain information!
And before he had time to think more, he chose second.
This is how the Tarot Society was established.
Although he had already guessed where things were going, when he actually saw this scene, Alger still froze there, uncontrollably rising in his heart at the anger of being fooled.
An ordinary person, using the cover of gray fog and his own intelligence, disguised himself as a god!
Black Cat sighed, jumped up, returned to the table, and paused the playback of 0-32.
"This is my second apology today." He looked around at everyone in the Tarot Club. "I'm very sorry, I... am not a god. When I held the first Tarot meeting, I didn't have any extraordinary abilities. I just relied on my connection with Origin Castle to disguise myself. It wasn't until the last Tarot meeting that I To truly become the "Fool". Before that, I had been pretending to be a god."
"Pretending to be a god..." Forsi was already stupid. Even the craziest novelist would not dare to write such a thing. plot! Xio, Cattleya and Emlyn were also stunned, muttering to themselves in disbelief: "How is it possible..."
Audrey sighed, this was really a big lie, but not only did this lie fail to prove it, , instead, step by step, miracles were created and became a reality! From the establishment of the Tarot Society to the last meeting, in less than three years, a true god was achieved? She couldn't even decide which one was more outrageous, pretending to be a god or becoming a god in three years.
Danitz couldn't sit still anymore, collapsed on Creole and murmured: "Fortunately, that lunatic didn't know about this..." If that fanatical believer of Hermann knew that he had been deceived, I don't know what he would do. whats the matter!
Emlyn felt that his tongue was already tied: "Then, those honorary names, rituals, sacrifices and gifts..."
Black Cat sighed, flicked his tail, and combined himself with the title of Tianzun to create a fragment of his own title. The clips of him inventing and creating his own ritual based on the sacrificial ritual described by "The Sun" were also released.
"...It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, fellow." Russell wanted to laugh at his fellow villagers at the scene of the social death, but in this shocked and silent atmosphere, he finally said this sentence. .
Derrick had forgotten all the Loen language he had learned and blurted out in Giant language: "Are you lying to us..." He vaguely felt that this was Mr. Fool testing them and testing their piety.
The black cat lowered his head, feeling the vibration of the "anchor", and found that his limbs were somewhat uncontrollable, and the tip of his tail had a tendency to split into strange tentacles. He hid his tail under his belly and smiled bitterly.
Tianzun's hand is really high. He was forced to either confess everything, shake his closest and most important part of the anchor, and bear the consequences of his constant deception; or he could continue to bear the name of the Ancient God of Resurrection, and let the image of the Heavenly Lord be harmonized in the process of spreading the teachings. As he gradually merges with himself, eventually all the anchors belonging to the Fool will be stolen.
No matter what he chooses, it will cause the anchor to waver and lose, which will greatly damage his vitality in this game. This movie viewing is nothing more than choosing the lesser of two evils, and the strong man's wrist is cut off.
Audrey's mood was extremely complicated. Although she felt that Mr. Fool was going to admit it from the beginning, she did not expect it to be such a solemn apology.
He disguised himself as a god, and from beginning to end, he didn't show any flaws! Among the later members of the Tarot Society are many experienced extraordinary people, the well-informed "Hermit" and "The Hanged Man"; the "Magician" and "The Moon" who have unique inheritance and know many secrets; and the two parasitic angels in sequence. None of the pointing "stars" noticed this at all.
This is not something that a charlatan can do... The reason is that Mr. Fool does have the corresponding abilities... whether it is the connection with Source Castle or his own continuous improvement in strength. In addition, he has always kept his promise and made equal exchanges, which has brought them many conveniences and huge benefits. The current situation of the Tarot Society explains everything.
Thinking of this, she stood up with her skirt in hand and saluted the black cat.
"Mr. Fool." A smile appeared in the green eyes of the noble girl.
"If a being can protect believers, grant blessings, and answer prayers like a god, then what does it matter whether this being is a god or not?"
"Miss Justice?" Black Cat was stunned, not knowing what to do for a moment. answer.
"Cheating is indeed cheating, but it doesn't seem to have caused any real losses. Instead, it has helped us a lot." Leonard also stood up and said seriously: "Klein—I was really angry just now. I wanted to I want to ask why you lied to me, why you concealed it, but the old man stole my idea." He spread his hands and said, "But don't get me wrong, I'm angry because I think we are friends."
He turned to Paley. Si, a little triumphantly said: "Look, old man, I am also an angel. I can keep my thoughts secret, and you can't steal everything!"
Pales said "heh" and said nothing. Azik stood beside him. He laughed good-naturedly.
The third person to stand up was Derrick "The Sun". His eyes were a little red: "I still don't want to believe what you said you have been lying to us." He paused and calmed his breathing before continuing: "But, it was really you who saved Silver City...you, You helped me fight against Amon, became the "sun", brought the people of the land abandoned by the gods, and brought us to a world without monsters, curses, darkness and pain..." His voice was already choked: " You are our god. No matter who you were in the past, please continue to be our god. Please don't abandon us. Please, please don't abandon Silver City..."
The black cat was a little panicked. He jumped in three or two steps. He came to Derrick and tried to wipe away his tears, but failed because the other person was too tall.
Alger, who was at the same table, silently pulled Derrick to sit down again. The black cat dragged out a box of tissues with its tail and pushed it to Derrick.
"I never said I'd abandon anyone," he said softly. "No one can abandon you, this sentence is true."
Alger looked at the black cat in front of him who was comforting Derrick in a low voice, and sighed deeply.
Sure enough, Mr. Fool has always been such a kind and generous god... Which true god is willing to confess his past and apologize to his followers in such a humble and solemn manner?
What more could he ask for. He is already the Pope of the Poseidon Church, the former Pope of the Church of Fools, and the second "natural disaster" in the sequence. From a mixed race who was ostracized and isolated to this point, what else does he want? What's more, the other party is now a true god who is close to the level above. Within three years, from an ordinary person who knows nothing about the extraordinary to a true god, he is an undoubted strong man. Alger was used to seeing people at sea who would do anything to get promoted, so what did this deception mean?
"Mr. Fool, even if it is deception, it is a gift of fate for me." Alger straightened his clothes and stood up: "Thank you for your honesty and your continued blessing."
"Praise the Fool!" He said loudly.
The next ones to stand up were magicians Forsi and Xio. "Mr. Fool." Forsi's voice still lacked confidence, not like a powerful "Gate" angel at all. "Without you, I would have lost control because of Mr. Men's call for help. The Abraham family has always been grateful for your blessing. Please, please don't abandon us in the future."
"Me too." Xio said without hesitation: "Yes. Restore the honor of the family and become a saint. I have received too much from you."
"The vampires will never forget their benefactors." Emlyn stood up and bowed gracefully. He no longer naively thinks that he is a "savior", but he is also very clear that without the Tarot Club and Mr. Fool, he would not have stood out from so many peers and achieved his current status.
Finally, there is Cattleya the Hermit. "Thank you for your candor. Neither the Queen nor I will forget your help." She glanced at Bernadette and Emperor Russell beside her, and showed a happy, girl-like smile.
The black cat swung its tail and felt the fur on its body standing on end. This feeling of pounding in the heart was so unfamiliar. The increasingly solid and insurmountable layer of indifferent divinity was actually a little loose now, making him want to cry.
His humanity is actually increasing.
"I didn't expect it to end up like this." He pressed the top hat on his head with the tip of his tail, suddenly feeling more awake and relaxed than ever before.
"Having the support of all members of the Tarot Society, does it actually strengthen humanity?" Russell also breathed a sigh of relief, understanding that the most dangerous stage has passed.
"Not all of them, Emperor." Cattleya looked at the Emperor with awe and curiosity in her eyes: "We also have a companion in the world who is sleeping and is not here."
"Actually, he is." Black Cat said slightly He said with some embarrassment, and then gently touched 0-32 with the tip of his tail while everyone looked at him in surprise. The puppet leader, who had been squatting in the corner with his head in his hands, not listening or looking, finally woke up like a dream, clicking. He ran to the Spirit Insect and picked out another memory.
That was when Klein had just obtained the "Eye of Pure Black" and tried to "open a trumpet" in the gray mist. With the help of the pure black eye's ability to control the threads of the spirit body, he made a "dummy" and tried to control his movements and speech for a long time.
"Welcome, new member, which tarot card do you want to draw?"
The dummy laughed in a hoarse voice: "The World! I choose the card 'The World'."
Just soaked in the touching and warm atmosphere Everyone in the Tarot Club was shocked again.
"Then, Nagelman..." Daniz stammered, unable to speak clearly. The world is a marionette? So what happened to that madman?
"It's me." The black cat turned its back to him: "It's always been me."
"..." Daniz rolled his eyes, and Creole quickly patted him on the back: "Master God Envoy?"
Shit...that madman It's Mr. Fool... Daniz is completely despairing. Back then, he forced himself to believe in the Fool, to be his envoy, and to let him run errands everywhere... Shit, is there such a god who buys and sells by force? Although being a divine envoy is pretty good now...
Forsi fell into a state of petrification. Mr. World urged me to draft...Mr. Fool urged me to draft...For a moment, she just wanted to show paper and pen, and now she started working on the draft.
Bernadette, who had handled Gehrman's identity, had a bad premonition: "Mr. Fool, then, Backlund's detective Sherlock... is also you?"
"What?" It was Emlyn's turn to be dumbfounded. : "Gehrman is Mr. Fool? Sherlock is also Mr. Fool?" He, he used to..." He teased me so before! He even cheated me out of my box! How could he be Mr. Fool!
"Sherlock is my identity when I first arrived in Backlund." Black Cat glanced at Emlyn with some sympathy: "Didn't you realize that Klein and Sherlock just now look very similar?"
"I..." Emlyn recalled it for a moment, then closed his mouth. Mainly because when he was watching the movie just now, the impact of every sentence was so huge that he had no time to pay attention to who the protagonist looked like.
Leonard sighed: "Klein is Sherlock, Sherlock is Gehrman, Gehrman is Dwayne Dantes, Dwayne, Dantes is Merlin Hermes, Merlin Hermes. Moss is Mr. Fool. Is there nothing else?"
"There is one more." Black Cat placed a cushion for himself on the coffee table and lay down comfortably: "Zhou Mingrui is Klein."
"It's forbidden here. Matryoshka!" Russell couldn't bear it any longer. My fellow, you have too many vests!
(3) Promise:
"These, so many, are all your identities, Klein?" Benson, the secretary of the Ministry of Finance who is good at calculation, hesitantly counted the names listed by Leonard and tried hard to find the information in his mind. Wait, Herman...that seems to be a crazy adventurer who often appears in newspapers?
"Klein, what have you been doing all these years? Why did you leave us and why did you stay anonymous for so long?" Melissa looked at the black cat worriedly. Suddenly died, suddenly resurrected, and even became a god... They actually didn't understand the parts about the Tarot Club just now, so they didn't say much. At this moment, the atmosphere finally relaxed, and they finally put forward the questions that had been hidden for many years. asked out loud.
"It's a long story." The black cat Klein moved the tomato oxtail soup and pea stewed lamb to the coffee table in front of the brothers and sisters, and also gave them a cup of ginger beer and a piece of lemon cake. "Let's talk while eating. 0-32, cut the Blackthorn Security Company."
The theater curtain closed and then opened, and familiar faces passed by. Leonard's eyes were fixed on the picture and he couldn't bear to look away for half a second.
Dunn, who has a slightly high hairline and deep eyes; Old Neil, who is always leisurely and leisurely wrapped in a robe; Frye, who is pale and warm at heart; Roxanne, who is chirping, lively and happy; Mrs. Oriana, who is gentle and beautiful; Xiga, who has conspicuous white hair, is writing seriously with a pen and paper; Luo Yao, who coldly throws out the cards in his hand to kill them; Cornley, who looks happy when talking about his fiancée; and Cesare, who is diligent...
" I told you at the time that I was working as a consultant for this security company. In fact..." Black Cat glanced at the gentle goddess and said, "I was involved in extraordinary events because of that notebook and became the goddess' night watcher. They are responsible for solving some extraordinary incidents. The reason why they are hiding it from you is because we have regulations to keep it secret from ordinary people."
"But this job is very dangerous..." Melissa is already an extraordinary person, and she knows all those things. It's not something that ordinary people can handle: "Goddess, can't you refuse?"
"They only have a weekly salary of 3 pounds for clerical staff..." Black Cat Klein lowered his head guiltily: "And at that time, I also need to learn mystery. Learn knowledge, after all, I have too many secrets."
"3 pounds a week..." Melissa and Benson's eyes couldn't help but moisten. This means their new house, new clothes, and delicious meals every week. A public carriage and a maid, but they would rather have none of these than Klein.
Black Cat Klein tried to argue: "Actually, this job is actually quite good. You don't have anything to do at ordinary times. You can also play cards and drink coffee. You can be reimbursed for everything. You can even pray to the goddess to help pay off the bills... Uh." He finally remembered the goddess. The real person is sitting on the side, using his secret ability through the veil to sip sparkling ice tea.
"This is a bit of tolerance for believers." Amanysis didn't mind: "Don't you also personally deliver messages and deliver express delivery?"
The black cat was silent.
"Mr. Fool and the Night Goddess are indeed kind and generous gods." Derrick said sincerely.
0-32 continued to play the video, and Klein wanted to keep the story short, but after combing through his memories, he discovered that Tingen's seemingly peaceful daily life was actually intertwined and woven into a fine web.
0-32 obeyed his will and quickly released the events he had compiled together with the images frame by frame.
The origin of everything was Ince Zangwill's escape with 0-08 and the notebook of the Antigonus family.
Under the influence of 0-08, the Secret Order sold it as an ordinary ancient book, causing Klein and others who obtained the notes to commit suicide. In the end, after going round and round, the notebook fell into the hands of Riel Bieber, and was recovered by the Nighthawks through the kidnapping case of Little Elliot. At the same time, Dunn was secretly contaminated.
"That's when!" Leonard felt his scalp numb: "Did it start from here?"
"Yes." It was a long time before Klein began to carefully calculate the story of 0-08, and he couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine. "Next, there's Lanrewus."
"That shameless liar." Benson looked at the man with a provocative smile in the video and recalled the news in the newspaper: "He defrauded many people of their savings."
"He also deceived an innocent girl and made her pregnant with the son of the evil god." 0-32 then released the scene of the divination club Megoose's first meeting with Klein.
"How can ordinary people give birth to the offspring of the evil god?" Alger asked in shock.
"This has the influence of the characteristics left by the descendants of the God of Death." The black cat looked at Azik: "Mr. Azik, half of your descendant's skull... is used here."
Azik's eyes have already It turned into deep golden vertical pupils: "I remember." Unfortunately, he had not fully recovered his memory at the time, so he could not provide much help.
After the ceremony was successful, Lanervus, who realized the consequences, left the mess to the Beyonders team and disappeared without a trace. Later, Selina's black divination incident made Klein pay attention to Heinus Vincent, and Dunn, who was investigating in his dream, was once again greatly hurt.
"This is also a calculation..." Leonard swallowed: "0-08, it's really impossible to guard against."
"Selena was actually doing such a dangerous thing at the time..." Melissa was frightened for a while: "Elizabeth And Klein actually hid it from me!" She then remembered Klein's casual instructions later, telling her to remember to persuade her friend to return to the right path of faith. "How many things has this idiot managed to conceal with such understatement..."
"Be careful of the audience." Russell took a sip of Coke and felt a little sour in his teeth.
After a series of seemingly unrelated events, Klein is reminded by Mr. Azik that there is something incongruous about his fate.
"Your Majesty the Angel of Death?" Everyone's eyes were focused on Azik.
"It seems like it's time to talk about me, the 'angel who has followed the Lord the longest.'" Azik put down the Balam coffee in his hand and smiled: "Let me introduce myself again, Azik, a professor in the History Department of Hoy University. ‧ Eggers. At that time, because half of my soul was incomplete, I lost all my memories. "At that time, he was like a ship drifting aimlessly on the sea, until he met Klein. The first friend to confide your secrets and share your inner confusion.
"This little Tingen is really full of capable people." Pales sighed. Two angels were squeezed into the small city as big as a palm.
"That is to say...you didn't know Mr. Fool's identity at that time?" Derrick suddenly understood.
"He is my student, my friend, and sometimes he is like my child." Azik smiled generously, looking at the black cat with eyes like a loving father: "I did act like him without knowing it. The "Beloved" has done a lot of things... In short, the Angel of Death is the Angel of Death, and there is no need to change the part about me in the Holy Scriptures."
"So... you were the one who killed Qilingos?" Alger heard the word "Beloved", counted the time, and suddenly remembered something. Even though they are both angels, his attitude towards Azik is quite respectful. That is Mr. Fool's teacher, an angel who survived the Fourth Age!
"It's me." Azik readily admitted.
"It turns out it's you!" Audrey said briskly: "I had been wondering for a long time. It turns out it was an angel who could so easily kill a pirate general with a bounty of 30,000 pounds." "
Bounty? "Hearing these two words, the black cat Klein's tail suddenly stood up.
He remembered that Miss Justice had compensated him with a share of Qilingos' bounty in the form of assassinating Ambassador Intis and other transactions. However, I was really short of money at that time, so I decided to compensate Azik afterwards in the form of help. Then he encountered great changes, and Mr. Azik saved him many times and taught him many things. He didn't feel itchy when he had too many lice, and he didn't have to worry about his debts. Actually, he has been in arrears until now.
"..." Black Cat hesitated for two seconds and then spoke. "Mr. Azik."
"What's wrong?" Azik looked at the black cat with fried hair, worried: "Is it okay, Klein?"
"I still owe you a reward of 15,000 pounds*, Qilingos's "The black cat's voice was very low: "Because I never had any spare money, and a lot of things happened later, so I didn't repay..."
"You care about this?" Azik smiled in surprise: "This is important to me. Words don't mean anything." He paused and said, "Just think of it as compensation for my lateness."
He has always been worried about those ten minutes.
"No, the help you provided me goes far beyond this matter." Black Cat insisted: "Make a wish to me, Mr. Azik, I grant you a wish."
Azik wanted to refuse, but after thinking for a moment , smiled and said: "Then, I promise you to defeat Tianzun and wake up soon."
The black cat was stunned, and its brown eyes were gradually shrouded in mist. He touched his chest with his tail and solemnly said: "I promise you."
After Azik's episode, 0-32 started working again. Klein continued to take stock of Tingen's story. After that, he investigated the red chimney house, but there were no clues. Afterwards, Mrs. Sharon's case was discovered and Cornley died. Dunn's mental state deteriorated again. Before he could digest the Beyonder characteristics, Megaos walked into the Blackthorn Security Company with a big belly.
Leonard's heart rose to his throat again. He looked at himself in the image in silence. At that time, he was overconfident and still wary of the old man, so he had been deliberately suppressing the speed of promotion. Then after the tragedy, he regretted it.
Fortunately, he now has enough strength to protect others. He looked at his red gloves, Captain, Ms. Dai Li... You should be very happy in the goddess' kingdom.
Melissa clutched the hem of Benson's clothes tightly, and Benson held her hand, watching this thrilling battle together. When they saw the sun shining down and Megoose and the children of the evil god being wiped out by the Sun Flame Talisman, Benson and Melissa both let out a sigh of relief. However, the next second, a white jade-like palm penetrated Klein's hand. chest.
"Goddess..." Melissa almost gritted her teeth: "Where is this person now?"
"He has died in our hands." The black cat stretched out its tail and touched her hand: "It's all over. Melissa."
Melissa picked up the black cat in silence and didn't let go for a long time.
She doesn't want to let go.
"This is all Ince Zangwill's conspiracy, just to get Saint Selena's ashes and become a demigod." Pales coughed and gave a summary to everyone who was still immersed in the story. "I was chased by Amon at that time. I was always in a weak stage and had to fall asleep frequently. Otherwise... the story wouldn't have ended like this."
"It's none of your business, old man." Leonard interrupted him. "You gave me enough. Fortunately, we later relied on our own strength to get revenge."