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Edward Vaughn's words "Blessed and Born Xuanhuang Tianzun" recited in ancient Hermes caused some fluctuations in the gray fog. Klein looked around vigilantly and immediately grabbed the "Black Emperor" card and the sun brooch. With it in hand, I am afraid that something unexpected will happen suddenly.
But it seems that the eternal gray fog has no other unusual phenomena except for the acceleration of its flow and the appearance of some vortex-like waves. It is very likely that it is just a conditioned reflex triggered by the name.
After the dream divination ended, he felt that the connection with the occult was completely disconnected, and Klein took a few deep breaths with relief.
It was not once or twice that he was caught red-handed by the divination subject, and Mr. Edward did not babble or burn him as firewood. He just recited a few words of the honorable name of "The Fool"... How did she know? ...Yes, the Aurora Society has obtained my honorable name through "Little Sun" and has issued rewards in various secret gatherings. It is not surprising that she learned about this...
The contact has been disconnected, so there should be no worries. Recalling the divination scene that horrified him just now, Klein hissed, feeling that it would be a pity not to be able to draw the other person into the Tarot.
After pretending to be a "god" for a long time, I am still a bit arrogant and save face.
But when you can't guarantee whether the other party will be detrimental to you, it's better not to take the risk of pretending to be a ghost in front of the angel.
Anyway, he doesn't dare to predict "Edward Vaughn will be detrimental to him" again now. If he thinks about it from his perspective, if he is walking on the road and is suddenly looked at twice by an indescribable high-ranking being, Klein himself will have to Somewhat baffling and angry.
With his mind turning, he disappeared above the gray mist.
But as soon as his front legs disappeared, the gray mist began to vibrate with his hind legs. Things that looked like vines and roots slowly climbed up to the corners of the gray mist like creepers. The decadent aura they carried repels the Source Castle. It caused a strong reaction from Gray Mist, but then the power of deception flashed through, and the disconnected occult connection was forcibly connected. The unknown authority triggered a weak "possibility" arising from Klein's reckless behavior, entangled The root system and the gray fog above the Source Castle were tug-of-war, gradually stabilizing, intertwining and twisting with each other, forming a hollow with a twisted arc of light on the edge, like an eye.
After the hole lasted for a few seconds, it dispersed again, and then a black silhouette appeared on the Source Castle. Sometimes it twisted, with curved horns and wings, and sometimes it turned into a strip-like object and a huge hole. Still unable to completely leave the blockade of gray mist and step into Source Castle.
Soon, the uninvited guest realized the best way. The black shadow began to shrink towards the center, and a distinct head and body appeared. A layer of occult concepts originating from the old world fell down, wrapping the twisted and squirming mass. A collection of vines, so the black shadow suddenly had the outline of a person. At the same time, someone once again used the ability to deceive, causing the boiling gray fog to gradually calm down and recognize the intruder.
The fog cleared.
The Declined King opened his eyes and looked straight ahead for a while, then turned his textured eyeballs, which had no visual function and were just used to disguise humans, and pretended to look up and down here.
Her hanging hands clenched and spread. After seeing the long bronze table not far away, his eyeless eyes narrowed slightly.
Something moved under the floor-length cloak, and a crow with white circles emerged from it, landing on the ground and taking the form of Amon. He turned his head, and unlike his virtual personality Adam, who had never understood the concept of a "banyan tree", he saw the human shell of an outer god for the first time.
In order to better deceive Source Castle, she now looks almost the same as a human being. She has clear body divisions, is pale and reserved, but uses the struggle of all things as nourishment, and brings death to all life in the universe equally. The dark scorched bones are her crown, entwined with withered flower branches. The cracks are filled with blood stains that cannot be wiped away. They are as bright red as flowing lava. This is also the brightest and clearest color on her body.
The roots turned into pale long hair with deep black ends, falling slightly messily on her shoulders and behind her. The creature struggled upwards, and the hand trying to grasp hope was the piping embroidered with gold thread on her floor-length cloak.
But these are all very vague, as if there are no finely carved statues. Simple white patches paint the cheeks. There are oval eye sockets and eyeballs symbolizing the eyes, but there is no nose, and the mouth is a straight line. The dark color blocks roughly outline the scope of the body. She is like an oil painting figure whose outline is simply painted with a brush, and no details can be seen.
The Declined King felt a little unaccustomed to walking in the related essence of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, and he did not carry a "scepter".
However, she had confirmed that the person who had just peeked at her was not Tianzun, and these insignificant details only flashed through her mind.
She didn't move. The concept of native plants and an almost human shell reduced rejection as she imagined, but also became a straitjacket for her. After standing for several seconds, she slowly raised her hand and took steps. She could feel a lot of resistance in every movement. From Amon's point of view, she seemed to be walking in water and could not cause too big waves.
Amon, who realized that both he and the Outer God had boarded the Source Castle in a spiritual state, curiously walked around a few times not far away, feeling very fresh about this source matter that had been missing for thousands of years. As one of the ways to master Source Castle, it is impossible to say that there are no ideas, but the outer god is standing next to him and looking at him coolly. Amon, who originally did not want to take responsibility and fate, and does not have enough strength, is of course more It’s impossible to take the opportunity to make a connection.
"Don't worry, I don't have that sense of responsibility." He said jokingly, "What are you going to do now?"
The Declined King answered him with action. She took steps towards the direction of the long bronze table, a bit of withered aura following her feet, leaving fleeting gray and black marks on the illusory ground.
The Outer God took his time and came step by step to the table with 22 chairs. She lowered her eyes and passed her gaze over several of the seats with path signs on their backs. He stayed on the high-backed chair with the sign of "Gate" and "The Fool" pathway for a few seconds longer.
She said nothing, and finally looked at a card placed in front of "The Fool", and her spiritual intuition told her that it was the Black Emperor.
"How interesting..." she whispered to herself.
Amon, who was wandering around the Source Castle, also found new fun. He found that in the corner of this simple and solemn temple, there was a pile of debris blocked by gray fog. There were clothes and various low-sequence items in a mess. Extraordinary items, including a brass-colored key with a special aura caught his attention. He took the key to show it to the foreign god, and unexpectedly received a sneer and a compliment from the foreign god.
"Have you confirmed the identity of the person just now?"
"Um."
Following the other party's guidance, Amon's eyes fell on the "Fool" seat at the head of the long table. Combined with various doubts about a certain diviner, he turned into an emoticon of "Amon was shocked and cracked".
There was a stack of tarot cards placed in the corner of the table. The Declined King took it over, shuffled it a few times, and then pulled out one card:
"Justice" card.
She had no expression, put it aside without any surprise, and drew another one:
"Devil" card.
The ferocious demon often has a beautiful voice and uses money and so-called safety to lure people into becoming his slaves.
People lose empathy under the control of demons, and what occupies their hearts is completely naked primitive desires. In pursuit of money and denying any other goals in life, people become selfish and greedy, but when life ends, these materials no longer have any meaning.
Amon, who was still in a cracked state, was also interested when he saw this. He directly stole a card from the middle and read aloud: "Lovers card?"
“Its reverse interpretation fits Amon’s characteristics very well.”
The Outer God took back the three cards, put them back into a pile of Tarot cards, and put them back to their original positions exactly: "Symbolizing self-awareness and temptation, reversed represents failure, lack of determination, unfaithfulness, and self-pity." Self-deprecating."
"I'm quite unwilling to accept criticism on behalf of my body."
The Declined King placed his hand on the long bronze table, trying to read the memory it held from the inanimate object. But this place is the source of matter, and the long table is not a stable and normal object. All she can see is a scene filled with gray fog, a few unclear figures, and even the basic identity of the owners of these chairs. No features can be seen clearly. The only thing that caught her attention was that there was something at the end of the long table. It seemed to be a person, but in fact it was a false illusion created by extraordinary items.
The Declined King did not think about why this thing existed, but he found the corresponding item from the junk pile: a completely black eye contaminated by the spirituality of the true Creator, Seer Path Sequence 5.
"Master Key", "Black Emperor's Card", Klein once asked him how to remove the contamination of magical items...
All the clues matched up.
She raised her head, looked at this source of essence, analyzed its possible effects and functions, and soon came to a clear understanding. She slowly walked over to an empty chair and sat down. The mist at the top behind the high-backed chair surged rapidly, first showing the empty land and half-withered plants, and then turning into a ruined city wrapped in layers of branches and vines. The two emblems flashed back and forth several times. , and finally settled on the latter.
It seems that this is the way to "correctly establish contact with Origin Castle" without belonging to the three mysterious paths. It should not be like this originally, but it materialized according to Klein's idea... The Declined King did not look back. But she saw the changes behind it and thought thoughtfully. In this way, even if the connection is successfully established, as long as he further strengthens the connection, he can make the connection derive "the possibility of boarding the Origin Castle again."
She stood up and let the emblem slowly disappear.
While the Declined King was meditating, Amon seemed to suddenly find something new, pointing to the depths of Origin Castle and saying:
"There are a few steps there."
"There is nothing there, I didn't see it." The outer god replied calmly, "It should be something left by Tianzun. Only you can see it. Since you saw it, then go up and take a walk."
... Amon pinched his monocle with a forced smile, walked towards the depths of the gray fog, stopped in a certain open space, looked up, and said: "There are six steps here..." After that, , he made a move of stepping upstairs, and then disappeared from the place in an instant.
The Declined King looked at it and did not see the Time Worm fall.
After about a minute, Amon suddenly appeared there intact again, with an expression that seemed distressed and confused. He returned to the outer god in three steps and two steps, and said while recalling: "It's wonderful up there..."
"I saw a hall with many cocoons of light hanging on the roof. There were many souls inside. These souls were all wearing wonderful clothes. This style reminded me of Antigonus and Zarathu. Could their hobbies be the same? Influenced by the top of the pathway?”
"There are three cocoons, no, four cocoons have been broken, and they are empty. I don't know where the people inside have gone."
Four souls... one is in my hand, and the other two are Russell and Klein. The ancient sun god is God's back-up man. Who is the other person? There is no information at all for so long. Did he die before he became famous? This thought flashed across the outer god's mind, and he immediately came up with two conjectures: "Maybe he is indeed dead" and "Maybe the lack of information is a kind of information in itself." But this matter is not important, at least not for now.
Looking at the thoughtful expression of the Outer God, Amon decided to go back and find a way to obtain some information about the era before the First Era.
"Should we go now?"
"Um."
"And what are you going to do?"
"Yes." The repulsion began to become stronger, and the color blocks that made up the body began to fluctuate violently. The outer god said concisely, "Go and visit the Fool."
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Inside Minsk Street 15.
Klein waited anxiously for more than an hour and found that nothing strange happened. The tables and chairs did not suddenly attack him, and no demon came out to chase him. It seems that because my divination was not malicious (it was purely curiosity and accident), it did not activate Mr. Edward's demonic crisis instinct. Naturally, he was not prepared like Beria, or used contacts to find him directly.
After all, gray mist can even block the eyes of gods!
Perhaps Mr. Edward just felt that someone was spying on her, so he looked over without seeing clearly who was looking at her...
He breathed a sigh of relief. It was almost seven o'clock, and Klein found that his stomach was growling with hunger, and he couldn't help but miss the angel's craftsmanship.
Kelai En thought happily. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, which made him jump up from the sofa.
who is it? Klein quickly walked to the door and grabbed the door handle. His spiritual intuition had already sketched the appearance of the visitor outside:
It's Edward Vaughan.
Klein almost jumped up. He had just been discovered by someone else in his divination, and now the other party came to his door. There is nothing better than a guilty conscience for a thief.
...But there should be no reason for her to think that I am the one spying on her. After all, I am just an ordinary Sequence 7, and I haven't even found the materials for promotion potions... I think the most likely reason is that she came to talk to me about demons. As for Beria, after all, I was the one who told her the news in the first place, and now the matter has been resolved... It should be right? I hope so... I felt like I had hesitated for a little too long. While regretting not putting up the Do Not Disturb sign, Klein turned the doorknob murmuringly, using his clown power to pretend that nothing happened, "Surprised." Looking at the visitor outside the door:
"Mr. Edward? What do you want from me?"
The Angel of the Abyss smiled peacefully: "It's okay, it's about Beria. Your information has allowed me to get certain benefits from this matter. I don't want to owe others, so I only have time to visit now."
it is as expected. Klein's heart was relieved, and he turned sideways to make room: "Come in and talk? I'll prepare tea."
"No, I have other things to do. I will come here to say a few words to you and then leave."
Edward took out his wallet, opened it, and took out a stack of banknotes. After thinking about it, he put the banknotes back and replaced them with a check. (the check turned out to be shamefully lemony), she said to Klein while rummaging through:
"You have done me a lot of good."
She didn't explain clearly what the benefit was, and handed the check for five hundred pounds to Klein: "This is the reward."
After Klein accepted the check in surprise, she asked naturally: "By the way, a new evil god called 'The Fool' has been mentioned in many secret gatherings recently. Have you got any news or intelligence?"
Why are you even asking me about this...! How many people is this already? Klein felt that his smile was almost unbearable, and he replied calmly: "Sure enough, you also have relevant channels. I have received similar news recently, but I don't know. It may be a new one, or an existing one." It’s just the disguise of some evil god.”
Edward nodded, showing no distrust or affirmation of the answer. She reached out to feel in her pocket and threw something to Klein:
"This is also reward."
"A copy of Sequence 7's Extraordinary Characteristics. The sequence is too low, and I can't remember to sell it, so I'll give it to you too."
"If you sell it, you will get at least a thousand pounds. These rewards should be generous enough."
Extraordinary characteristics? The Tarot Exchange is open again! Klein caught the thing easily and took a closer look. It was a glass bottle the size of the palm of his hand. The inside was chaotic and black.
There is also a label on the bottle: Church of the Night - Dream Demon - Soul.
Seeing these words, cold sweat suddenly climbed up Klein's back. His human instinct made him want to raise his head to see Edward's expression, but his eyes and spirit were completely distracted by the purple-black mist in the bottle. Attracted.
The moment the mist landed on his hand, it began to spin and twist, revealing a human face. This face has a slightly high hairline and deep gray eyes. In Klein's memory, this face is funny, humorous, and has a bad memory. It is serious but often shows a gentle smile. His eyes widened. Looking at him, his eyes were full of fear and sadness. He opened his mouth wide and shouted silently over and over again towards the person holding the bottle:
run!
run! !
Run! ! !
Captain... Incubus, Dunn Smith... Why, why are you here... Captain, you should obviously rest in the goddess' kingdom... Tingen God descended... the devil... the devil! ! !
"You do know him, Crane Moretti."
"We actually met, right? It was in Tingen, when the true Creator God descended."
A demonic chant-like voice sounded above his head, and Klein's hands trembled violently. He no longer had the courage to raise his head. The caution and strength he had accumulated so far were all swallowed up by bottomless fear and despair at this moment.
His vision turned black, and there was a sudden sharp pain in his heart.
This is the power of the "Desire Apostle"... Klein staggered back two steps and leaned weakly against the wall of the entrance hall, sliding down bit by bit, and his eyes could no longer see anything.
I'm dying……
He died of the most common sudden heart failure without any trauma or suspicion. Angel's method was much better than Jason Belial's.
Edward watched quietly as Klein died, still clutching the glass bottle tightly before he died. She retreated, disappeared like a weightless shadow, and left No. 15 Minsk Street. The lights in the house went out one after another, and the wooden sign "Master is Absent" flew up automatically and hung on the door that was closed by the wind.
She used five hundred pounds and the soul of the incubus to successfully buy Klein's life.
…
It was almost dark, but Sherlock still hadn't come. Emlyn folded his arms and leaned against the wall in confusion, looking at the sunset and his pocket watch in the distance from time to time. If the other party hadn't paid a thousand pounds in advance and agreed on a time, he would have thought that he was being let go.
Isn't Sherlock coming?
What to do with the extraordinary materials he ordered?
I'd better wait a little longer...
TBC
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A short and powerful title, a very memorable chapter! From this chapter onwards I use numbers to write chapter names, otherwise there will be too many words hahh
Moreover, I have always wanted to say that it is really interesting. Everyone agreed that Klein discovered Edward first, and the bet was only on the length of time. It seems that everyone knows how big the source castle is.
