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Chapter 376 Guess

Not long after Azik and the prophet's clone left, another crimson light rose from the endless gray fog around them.

Klein looked sideways and found that who among those who had already established a connection with this place chanted my name?

With a slight doubt, he spread his spirituality to touch the newly emerged crimson star. As the crimson light expanded, a clear picture emerged:

A child of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was dressed like a rich man or a noble family in the Intis area, was holding a sacrificial ceremony in a dark room, and the items being sacrificed were petrified of Renekton.

Klein carefully looked at the young man who sacrificed himself. His mental body was covered with a layer of gray, and there were faintly strange and three-dimensional spell symbols, which were very similar to the patterns on Angelweed's scales. .

Did He hypnotize a random person to sacrifice to me out of caution? Or are you too lazy to collect the materials needed for sacrifice, and simply hypnotize an unlucky guy who likes occultism, and let him change the original ritual to a sacrifice ritual directed at me?

After sizing up the hypnotized young man for a moment and confirming that there was no hidden danger, Klein directly responded to the ritual and placed the gray-white stone statue that Renekton had transformed into above the gray mist.

"I didn't expect that the first person to arrive above this gray mist in his true form would do so in this way."

Klein couldn't help but mumble as he looked at the gray-and-white stone statue in front of him. He could even clearly see Renekton's expression of surprise, shock, and fear frozen on the stone statue.

The expression is quite rich. This scene can be kept as a souvenir in case he takes out the portrait of me disguised as Elaine in the future.

As his thoughts turned, he had already activated his spiritual vision and looked at the stone statue more carefully.

The spiritual body and astral body can still be observed, but the mental body and etheric body have completely lost their color. Is the body petrified, but the soul is still retained? How to solve this?

Klein waved his hand to summon the sun brooch placed in the debris pile, as well as the Black Emperor card that was on the table.

He poured some spirituality into it, creating extremely high-level holy water from the sun. A golden translucent liquid floated up and was poured onto the gray-white stone statue.

He waited quietly for a moment without observing any reaction. I can't think of any other way. I hope your clone knows how to save you.

As he spoke, his spirituality spread, touching the crimson star that represented the prophet's clone, and passed on the message.

After doing all this, he spread his spirituality around himself, simulating the feeling of falling, and escaped from the space above the gray mist.

Only a gray stone statue was left standing alone in the endless gray mist.

In the library deep in the spiritual world, a thick gray mist suddenly emerged in front of the prophet's clone. As the crimson light continued to pour out, a somewhat blurry picture appeared in front of him:

In the thick gray-white fog, a gray-white stone statue stood quietly.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he was sure that it was the petrified body.

"I can't undo this petrification. You can ask the God of Knowledge or the Hidden Sage for help."

Klein's slightly helpless voice echoed directly in his mind.

Can't the petrification be lifted by relying on the Source Castle? Yes, after all, Klein is still just a faceless man. If he is still a Miracle Master, it would be possible.

While the thoughts were floating around, the prophet's clone put the book still in his hand back on the bookshelf. His eyes bloomed with bright light blue light, and his figure gradually became transparent, like an aggregation of countless starlights.

As his body completely transformed into a starlight state, his figure instantly shattered and turned into a swarm of bright stars, rushing out of the library and into the real world.

Bayam, inside a hotel in the dock area.

Klein moved his body, which had been motionless for a long time, and then walked towards the door, ready to tell Bugs Bunny, who was still guarding the hall outside, that his boss had been rescued.

Boom! Boom! Boom! There was a knock on the door. As soon as he put his hand on the door handle, the image of the person knocking on the door already appeared in his mind.

With a creak, the door was opened by Klein. He chuckled and greeted the person who knocked on the door just now:

"Mr. Azik, thank you for your help!" "After Al recovers, you can directly ask him for some information. In return for helping him, I think that even if he doesn't know the answer, he will know where to get the answer."

Azik nodded lightly with a slight smile and said:

"I will."

"Now that the matter is over, I am ready to leave here. Some of the previous things have reminded me of some vague past. I plan to visit the places in my memory."

"You need to be careful recently. It's best to leave Bayam directly. The Church of Storms seems to have angels or special level 0 sealed objects staying here. He has not concealed his existence. It should be the events during this period that have stimulated them. ."

The Church of Angels of Storms is really angry, and what happened in the Rhoside Islands during this period is simply a provocation again and again to the Church of Storms.

Klein pondered and nodded:

"I will pay attention. I still have the identity of an official informant. As long as there is no problem with my identity, I will still be safe in Bayam."

Azik nodded lightly and said nothing more, leaving only one sentence:

"If anything happens, just write and tell me."

Then his figure suddenly became transparent and quickly disappeared from Klein's eyes.

"This ability to freely travel through the spiritual world is really enviable!"

On the other side, Danitz, who had already stood up from the easy chair, sighed in agreement with Klein's thoughts.

His eyes fell on Klein with curiosity, and his throat was still slightly squirming, as if he was swallowing saliva to suppress his excitement.

Klein maintained his character and glanced at Daniz expressionlessly.

"Ahem~ Well, that gentleman just now is also a saint walking on the earth?"

Daniz took a few steps closer and spoke with a flattering smile.

Klein stared at Daniz with cold eyes. After the other person's face turned from a fawning smile to uneasiness, he looked away and uttered a few words in a calm voice:

"you guess."

I guess you are a big-headed kid, but the gentleman just now spoke in a very plain tone when he mentioned the angels of the Church of Storms, just like when I mentioned the "buckets" and them. He is probably a powerful saint close to angels!

The power behind this guy Gehrman Sparrow is very unusual. He randomly sent out a saint, and he seems to have a very good relationship with this guy Gehrman. He looks like a piece of wood. Will guys still maintain relationships?

After thinking for a while, Daniz regained consciousness and his eyes wandered. He cleared his throat and said in a flattering tone:

"Well, do you know where the boss of that rabbit is? I have packed my luggage and can return to the Golden Dream at any time."

After speaking, he also observed Klein's expression, and after making sure that the other party showed no objection, he added:

"I have paid for this hotel, and three days after handing it over, I also listed some private Beyonder gatherings in Bayam."

While speaking, he pointed at the coffee table on the side. Klein looked in the direction of his finger and saw a piece of white paper held down by a cup.

"However, gatherings among these extraordinary people will not be possible in a short period of time. Many of them have even begun planning to escape from Bayam."

"With so many battles between high-sequence extraordinary beings taking place in such a short period of time, the entire Rossed Sea area will probably become a dangerous place among pirates and adventurers. If you dare to stay here, you might be I was affected by the sudden outbreak of battle and reported to the underworld or the Abyss of Storms."

The disaster of the Rhoside Islands. There is really no honorable name that is called in vain. Klein sighed silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 377 Madness Originating from Instinct

In a remote warehouse in the Sebian port of Feneport.

Dots of bright starlight poured out from the world, entrenched and merged in mid-air, and in just a moment, they reunited into human form.

The human figure formed by the convergence of starlight walked a few steps on the ground. As the light flickered, the figure of the prophet's clone reappeared.

"The simulated ability is really not natural enough."

He muttered to himself and walked to a corner aside, where there were still the remaining ritual materials from when he had sacrificed grain above the gray mist.

Taking a deep breath, he began to arrange the ceremony for receiving the gift. After preparing candles, herbal powders, spiritual materials, and symbols representing the "Fool", he took a step back and gently poked His fingers created several flames and lit the candle.

He called an invisible hand and threw essential oils, herbal powders and other things into the candlelight. The candlelight suddenly shot up and was dyed with a layer of green, and the faint fragrance of the herbs instantly filled the surroundings.

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

"Thy faithful servant beseeches thy gaze;"

"I pray that you will open the gates of your kingdom;"

Klein's response was quick. In less than three minutes, the gray-white stone statue transformed by Renekton appeared in front of the prophet's clone.

He stared intently at the gray stone statue in front of him, his eyes covered with a layer of light blue. No matter from which angle you look at it, this is an ordinary and extraordinary stone that directly changes the structure of matter fundamentally. , although it is not scientific, it is very mystical.

After sighing a little, he directly adjusted the existing ritual on the ground and changed it to the ritual of the hidden sage, and then recited:

"A sage who has insight into the world, eyes that peer into the truth, and the embodiment of endless knowledge and spiritual numbers."

As the mantra was recited, a layer of darkness suddenly enveloped the warehouse, and both the sound and the flow of air became static at this moment.

".secret?"

The prophet clone frowned slightly, and his intuition had some premonitions that the hidden sage seemed to have been waiting for this moment.

His inspiration was suddenly touched, and something extremely dangerous, extremely terrifying, and something that could not be seen directly came.

The strong intuition of danger caused him to subconsciously close his eyes tightly and use his spirituality to seal off all his perceptions of the outside world.

Following his movements, illusory light suddenly surged out of the warehouse. This light seemed to be composed of streams of complex and pure information, rushing from an unknown place, directly covering the gray-white stone statue. Renekton.

".Knowledge, civilization and truth"

".Persistence of the radiant truth of the essence and origin"

Renekton, whose consciousness had fallen into darkness, suddenly regained some consciousness. He heard a rustling sound, which made him feel irritable for no reason.

These voices seemed to come from different people and different places. They were praying to something with different accents. These voices were mixed together and seemed a bit noisy. No matter how hard he tried to distinguish them, he could only distinguish them in a blur of words. I heard some fragments.

What's happening here? Have I arrived in the underworld? .I just died so hastily?

As his thoughts turned, he felt that his thoughts became more active, and even the sounds surrounding his ears became clearer.

".The essence of knowledge, the source of mystery, and the glory of civilization."

Although the sound is still somewhat layered, at least the clearer parts can be distinguished. This is a prayer, a prayer to the wilderness of knowledge. Why did it appear in my ears? Did I go back to the wilderness of knowledge directly after my death? But shouldn't it still be sealed in the Western Continent?

Following the connection of the prayers, he cast his "sight" over and saw figures undulating on the sea. Are they Nagas? .There are also some handsome figures with dark yellow skin and obvious Southern Continent descent, wearing black classical robes, looking like people dressed as wizards from the Fourth Age.

There was a figure who was extremely pious. He seemed to be a loyal believer who dedicated his body, mind and soul to the great existence. His voice of prayer was also the most obvious. As Renekton turned his eyes, he could see clearly what the other person looked like. Look, I heard the other party's voice clearly:

Wearing a black robe with strange symbols and patterns, a black pointed hat, and deep and piercing eyes, he was dressed like a wizard from folklore. He seemed to be in a cabin.

Ethan, he turned out to be a devout believer in the wilderness of knowledge. Is this the source of the familiar feeling I felt when I first saw him?

As he took the initiative to listen and establish connections, more and more prayers echoed in his ears. An uncontrollable impulse arose in his heart, and he wanted to cram knowledge into these people's minds.

He felt that his mind was becoming cold and crazy, wanting to tear everything apart and assimilate everything.

This kind of madness that constantly impacts his reason is like the kind he feels when he takes a magic potion and is promoted. It is the most primitive and instinctive madness and desire contained in the potion and himself.

When reason is constantly being eroded and oppressed, those irritating and annoying prayers have become the best thing to relieve stress.

These prayers were like anchors in the deep sea, keeping his reason from being overwhelmed by primitive desires and instinctive madness.

Is this what anchors mean to angels and gods?

As time goes by, he gradually finds a balance point, like a ship trapped in a storm, although it is swaying, it will not directly capsize.

In the depths of his consciousness, which was submerged in darkness, many eyes suddenly appeared. They were cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes. Each eye seemed to contain a bright galaxy.

"Hidden Sage?"

The eyes around him looked at him without blinking. Only the stars in those eyes were flowing and flashing. Just when he thought the other party would not answer him, a thin, emotionless voice echoed directly. in his mind.

"Find more humanity, create more anchors."

"If your humanity cannot compete with the madness I have accumulated, divinity will completely replace you. Your remaining time will not be long."

There was a feeling that he was talking to himself. Random sighs came to his mind, and Renekton was stunned for a moment. There were some thoughts in his heart that he didn't want to admit.

After struggling for a moment, he turned to ask other questions:

"You came then? But you left quickly without taking me with you, just for now?"

The indifferent and cold eyes around him stared at Renekton calmly, reflecting the bright stars into his eyes, and at the same time, his answer was directly transmitted to Renekton's mind:

"Steam noticed it, and you cannot be noticed by Him until you have regained all your self."

"Let Angelweed fight for authority in the spiritual realm, which can delay the appearance of "God" and win over a qualified psychiatrist."

"Increase the power around the 'Fool'. The sooner the Lord of Mysteries appears, the better it will be for us."

"The 'All-Knowing One' may have other arrangements, I'm not sure. He is very wise and a reliable collaborator, but not a collaborator that can be completely trusted."

After digesting the information transmitted to his mind by the Hidden Sage, he looked up again. The eyes around him that contained the bright stars had disappeared, and only the tiny stars were left floating and deforming, like tiny stars. The pixel blocks are stacked downwards.

In just a moment, the surroundings turned into a wilderness of blurred pixels. It was very illusory, as if it was in an amorphous state. As long as you have enough imagination, you can outline the things you see into any shape. A kind of enlightenment gradually comes to your mind. :

Knowledge has no image, it is hidden among all things. Every piece of knowledge has its own weight, so it is always the aggregation of all knowledge stacked from bottom to top, the god of answers to the ever-changing universe.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 378 Leaving Bayam

Renekton felt that his perception of knowledge had changed somewhat, and it was no longer the more casual attitude he had before. Whether it was acquiring knowledge or disseminating knowledge, there should be a process that requires both gain and sacrifice.

My previous approach was closer to that of a hidden sage. I instinctively wanted to spread knowledge and directly collect knowledge that I had not yet mastered.

While he was thinking, the layers of light and shadow around him receded, and Renekton's vision turned into a somewhat dim scene in the warehouse.

A cold wind suddenly blew outside the warehouse, passing through the ventilation window above the wall and bringing the slightest bit of chill into the warehouse.

A feeling of coolness and emptiness made Renekton lower his head subconsciously, and he saw that there was no fabric on his body except the "sage's robe". He wrapped the black robe around him with some discomfort.

"The death rate of clothes is a bit high. You can't just create a magical item to wear in the future, right?"

After sighing, he reached forward casually, took out an illusory hat from the void, and put it on his head.

His figure then disappeared, disappearing all traces.

"I'm leaving first, and you should go back to the Golden Dream."

As a somewhat erratic voice fell, the prophet clone could no longer notice the presence of other people around it.

"The clone and all, he is indeed the most convenient tool."

He sighed to himself rather speechlessly, and then called a few invisible giant hands to clean up the remaining ritual residue around him.

After cleaning the warehouse, he looked around, stretched out his hand and pressed it in mid-air, turned his wrist slightly, and with a burst of light blue light floating, a "door" connected to the spirit world was opened by him.

He curled his lips and stepped inside. A wave of light blue swayed away, and calm returned to the warehouse.

On Monday morning, in the spirit world area corresponding to Bayam, Renekton's figure lingered here.

After a night's rest, he had adjusted his condition and returned to Bayam.

After coming here, his intuition has always had a vague premonition. It seems that as long as he leaves the spiritual world and comes to Bayam in reality, he will encounter a powerful blow.

Staring at the real world outside the spiritual world, his eyes suddenly became deep and dark, resembling the sea surface before a storm, losing focus and becoming confused.

Through the ability of prophecy, he saw what he might encounter after leaving the spiritual world and coming to Bayam. It was the darkness that made people want to sleep and the silver lightning that enveloped everything.

The Church of Storms has a sealed object similar to Arrods that can directly target me within a certain range?

With a slight sigh, Renekton planned to make some changes and cover up his image and aura.

He glanced casually, and happened to see a folk herbal shop that was not very conspicuous through the spirit world, and saw a chubby owl and a chubby animal trainer.

Darkwill? He doesn't seem to be in very good condition, but there is no sign that his destiny has been disturbed. Is this because he hasn't gotten the dice of probability yet? But it should be soon.

As soon as the idea emerged, a strong sense of danger suddenly sounded.

Without thinking, Renekton stretched out his hand in the void in front of him and grabbed a layer of invisible things to cover his body, transforming himself into a state of non-existence. With his other hand, he took out an illusory hat and put it on his body. His figure disappeared.

As soon as he finished his action, he saw a dark crow flying over the area he was looking at just now. There was a circle of white eye shadow on the crow's right eye.

Amon's clones are really everywhere. They suddenly appeared on the Rhosid Islands. Did they notice something or have a premonition?

"Guys with the ability to master the field of destiny are really troublesome. They can always detect any unusual changes immediately."

Muttering to himself, he took out a piece of letter paper, replaced the pen and ink with the powder material he carried with him, and left a line of writing on the letter paper through magic.

He casually created pieces of starlight, wrapped the letter in his hand and flew to other areas of the spiritual world, and then rushed into reality.

Inside a hotel in Bayam Marina area.

Daniz was lying on the easy chair with a lifeless look on his face, still chattering:

"When can I return to the Golden Dream?"

"A lot of ships to and from Bayam have been suspended in the past two days. If this continues, I will really become the personal servant of Gehrman Sparrow."

Bugs Bunny was lying on the sofa nearby, eating fruit leisurely. He had learned the news about Renekton's rescue from Klein. It deliberately and ostentatiously muttered in Daniz's direction just enough for the other party to hear:

"Well, it's wonderful to be a rabbit without worries!"

What a fat bunny! When I get back to the Golden Dream, I'm going to invite everyone on the ship to join me for a rabbit feast.

Danitz closed his eyes angrily, fearing that when he saw Bugs Bunny's arrogant look, he would be unable to resist burning all of Bugs Bunny's fur.

His inspiration was suddenly touched, and before he could open his eyes, a piece of light yellow paper was already pasted on his face.

"What is it?"

He straightened his back in a panic and jumped up from the easy chair.

Bugs Bunny also noticed the change. He looked over curiously and saw a familiar piece of light yellow paper falling on Danitz's face.

"Letter from the boss!" it exclaimed, jumped up from the sofa and jumped on Daniz. The latter stumbled and hit the glass window in front of him, making a banging sound.

Daniz took two steps back, pulled off the letter covering his face with one hand, and rubbed his nose with the other.

What a bullshit rabbit. If I didn't have the physical control brought by the hunter's potion, I would have been smashed by it, smashing the glass and falling out of the window.

He gritted his teeth, but in the end he couldn't hold back his desire to scold Bugs Bunny. Before he could speak, Bugs Bunny had already snatched the letter from his hand, jumped off him, and returned to the sofa.

It unfolded the letter in front of it, rubbed its chin with one paw, and looked like it was reading the letter seriously.

This damn fat rabbit loves to study so much, so he simply took it to the Golden Dream and accepted the torture of morning classes every day. Danitz curled his lips in disdain, and glared at Bugs Bunny with some annoyance.

After a while, Bugs Bunny handed the letter in his hand to Danitz and said at the same time:

"Well, the boss will let you buy a boat ticket. When you leave the waters near Bayam, he will show up again and take you back to the Golden Dream."

"Why don't you just come here?" Daniz repeated subconsciously.

"I don't know, the boss didn't say anything, but the boss asked you to take me with you."

Bugs Bunny said with a smile on Daniz, showing his two front teeth.

Daniz paused as he reached out to take the letter, and the good mood that could have returned to the Golden Dream was instantly ruined.

In the afternoon, on a pier in Bayam.

Daniz lined up to board the passenger ship with two suitcases, one large and one small. This was the passenger ship he could buy a ticket for. It was the fastest passenger ship leaving this afternoon, heading to Teativa Island, the westernmost island of the Rhoside Islands.

These sons of bitches all choose cheap cabins to buy, and they act so fast! As a result, I can only buy first class cabin. I just want to stay on the ship for a while!

Danitz felt like his heart was bleeding. He had gained nothing from this vacation, and he had also made a lot of money because of Gehrman Sparrow.

The only gain is probably that my bounty has increased a lot. Fortunately, I will return to the Golden Dream soon, and I will never have to see that crazy guy again. Also, this damn fat guy. Rabbit, why is it so heavy? Is all the meat on its body watered with molten iron?

Daniz expressionlessly changed the positions of the suitcases in his hands, and at the same time stretched his aching right hand.

As the crowd continued to move forward, we finally boarded the passenger ship and found our own room under the guidance of the waiter.

He pushed open the door impatiently, put down the two suitcases in his hands, then turned around and closed the door.

"Let me out quickly, it's suffocating in here."

Bugs Bunny's voice came from the slightly larger suitcase.

Danitz curled his lips and deliberately slowed down his movements. He waited until Bugs Bunny patted the suitcase several times in dissatisfaction before he opened the suitcase.

As soon as the suitcase was opened, a gray figure jumped out, kicked Daniz's body, and then jumped to the single sofa placed on the wall.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 379 The "God of Death" at the Tarot Club

It pulled at the vest on its body somewhat uncomfortably, and muttered to Daniz:

"It's too stuffy in there, why don't you make the gap in the suitcase wider?"

Danitz imitated Bugs Bunny's mocking expression before, looked at Bugs Bunny with contempt and said:

"Stupid bunny."

"Wouldn't it be possible for you to be seen by the passers-by if you stay wider?"

"Bayam is so heavily guarded now. If your identity as an extraordinary creature is discovered, you won't even have the chance to chew mud under the Church of the Waves. It will directly become an extraordinary trait and be recycled by them."

After saying that, he walked straight to the window and looked through the glass window at the passengers who were still boarding the ship one after another and the dock where people were coming and going.

He took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly:

"Free air~ Finally got rid of that crazy guy Gehrman Sparrow!"

"So you chose to return to the Golden Dream and have to make up classes?"

Bugs Bunny's voice sounded at an inappropriate time, making the expression on Daniz's face froze. Shit, we can still be friends without mentioning make-up classes. Bah~ This stinky rabbit can never be my friend, Danitz, "The Flame".

After leaving Klein's side, Danitz completely unleashed his natural instincts, and he and Bugs Bunny would exchange words from time to time.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the passenger ship finally left the port. Danitz looked at the port gradually receding outside the glass window, feeling better than ever.

Another half hour later, after the passenger ship had completely left the waters near Bayam, Daniz sat back on the chair in boredom, staring at the wall clock hanging on the wall in a daze.

After a moment, he turned to look at Bugs Bunny lying on the single sofa and asked:

"When will your boss come? Has he left anything for positioning?"

"This is the third time you've asked this question!" Bugs Bunny glared at Daniz dissatisfied, and then continued:

"Nothing is needed for positioning. The boss can directly locate me."

"It looks like you're tired of waiting."

Renekton's voice echoed suddenly in the guest room. The light in the guest room suddenly dimmed, and indifferent and cold eyes grew out of the shadows and gaps.

As if this guest room overlapped with an unknown and strange area, Danitz and Bugs Bunny looked up at the position in front of the glass window almost simultaneously.

The original glass window has disappeared, replaced by a seat made of stars. Renekton is sitting on the high-backed chair made of stars, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.

Bugs Bunny jumped up from the single sofa almost immediately and landed directly on the table made of stars. After carefully looking at Renekton for a moment, he jumped into Renekton's arms, his voice full of surprise and joy. happy:

"Boss, you're okay!"

Starlight filled the air, and he put the spilled coffee back into the cup. Then Renekton stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Starlight suddenly filled the surroundings, enveloped the entire room, and then quickly condensed. A carriage shimmering with bright stars formed around the existing seats.

After placing Bugs Bunny on the seat next to him, he looked at Daniz who was still dazed and chuckled:

"Take your luggage and we're going to the Golden Dream now."

Backlund time, three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the magnificent palace above the gray mist, crimson light kept rising. In just a moment, various figures sat on both sides of the long mottled ancient bronze table.

After adapting to the changes in front of him, Renekton looked to his left. There was a figure in the empty space beside him. Although his face was a little blurred, he could easily recognize it as Az. Mr. Gram. "Moon" Emlyn, who was one seat away from Renekton, also found that the seat on his right had an owner. He did not hide his curious eyes and looked at the new member with his chin slightly raised.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

"Justice" Audrey was still the first member to stand up and salute "The Fool". Following Audrey's words, the rest of the people also stood up and saluted "The Fool", and then took their seats one by one.

Audrey observed everyone with joy, and she keenly discovered that the two members "Moon" and "Sun" had a slight spiritual overflow.

They got a promotion! Just these days!

new member? Audrey noticed Azik, who was sitting on the right side of Renekton. She turned her body slightly, preparing to introduce the new members to the new members in the same way as last time by greeting each member of the Tarot Club in turn.

A beeping sound sounded, and Audrey turned her head in surprise and saw Mr. Fool, shrouded in gray mist, tapping the edge of the table in front of her rhythmically.

Mr. Fool plans to introduce this new member to us personally? His identity must be very unusual, otherwise Mr. Fool would have asked me to help everyone get to know each other by saying hello like last time.

As her thoughts turned, "Justice" Audrey sat back in her seat. She waited curiously for Mr. Fool's introduction to this new member.

Klein, shrouded in gray fog, turned everyone's attention to him. He leaned back slightly and said in a leisurely voice:

"This is Mr. Death. He does not attend the party for a long time and only comes occasionally."

In the eyes of everyone who were either shocked or inquiring, he turned to introduce the members of the Tarot Club to Azik:

"This is Mr. Hanged Man, this is Miss Justice, this is Mr. White Tower, this is."

After "The Fool" Klein made the introduction, Azik smiled and nodded to everyone in turn.

"The Hanged Man" Alger looked at Azik with a vague look, his expression a little complicated. "Mr. Fool" attached great importance to this new member, and he only occasionally participated in gatherings. His identity was very unusual. He represented a certain big shot. will? If that's the case, he doesn't just attend parties occasionally. He is a big shot in his own right!

He only comes occasionally. This new member is very special. His clothes and temperament are like that of a gentle middle-aged gentleman, "Justice" Audrey also looked at Azik and interpreted it accordingly.

As a secret spy, Cattleya could see more, but when she looked at Azik, an instinctive warning of danger always arose in her heart, causing her to subconsciously retract her gaze.

Cattleya turned her gaze casually, preventing Azik from appearing in her field of vision. She couldn't look at him, it was very dangerous. He is an angel! The angel under Mr. Fool!

Waves of intense emotions surged in Cattleya's heart, and she looked at the figure at the top of the mottled long table with excitement and surprise.

"Sun" Derrick and "Moon" Emlyn did not pay too much special attention to the new members. One was not too concerned about the things outside the God-Forsaken Land, and the other was still obsessed with the joy of being promoted to a vampire baron.

As everyone quieted down, "Hermit" Cattleya saw that the others had no intention of speaking, so she cast her eyes on the figure at the top of the mottled long table, raised her right hand slightly and said:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have memorized five pages of Russell's diary."

This is not the limit of her memory. As an Extraordinary of the secret-peeping path, even if she forcibly memorizes five pages of the diary, it is not impossible. It is impossible for every page of Emperor Russell's diary to be useful. Content, Mr. Fool is probably only looking for a certain part of it.

"Hermit" Cattleya's words made "Justice" Audrey feel a little disappointed and apologized to the "Fool" at the top:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fool, I haven't been able to contact the members of the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' recently, so I can't provide you with the diary."

"I haven't been able to collect new diaries either."

"Magician" Forsi said immediately.

Klein, who was sitting at the top, nodded gently and said in a tone as if he didn't care:

"do not worry about it."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 380 Two questions

"The Hermit" Cattleya quietly looked at the "Fool" at the top. As expected, these emperor's diaries are not that important to Mr. "The Fool". What he needs may be just a certain page or page in them. Key information recorded on certain pages.

She quickly gathered her thoughts, and then asked for the help of "The Fool" to materialize the diary she remembered and passed it to Klein.

Without waiting for too long, Klein casually waved his hand and made the diary disappear from his face. These were all diaries written by the emperor in his later years. At this time, he seemed to have had a premonition that a lot of important content had been left in the diary.

Oh, this must have been selected by Bernadette. Although she could not identify the contents of the diary, she could tell the emperor's emotions when writing the diary through the handwriting, and roughly judge which ones were more important.

While thinking, his eyes fell on Cattleya the Hermit, and he chuckled softly:

"Two questions, or whatever, what would you like to exchange these diaries for?"

Cattleya said without hesitation:

"I'd like to ask some questions."

"The Fool" Klein, who was at the top of the mottled long table, nodded slightly, leaned back slightly, leaned against the back of the chair, and waited leisurely for Ms. "The Hermit"'s question.

As if she had already prepared the question, Cattleya said thoughtfully:

"Mr. Fool, are you familiar with Emperor Russell?"

The roommate in the next bed. Unfortunately, Klein doesn't know this yet. Renekton, who was sitting next to him, had a smile on his lips, and his thoughts couldn't help spreading.

Klein was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to ask such a question. He hesitated to consider his words, and said leisurely with a hint of memory in his voice:

"In a way, we probably know each other best."

Cattleya was stunned for a moment by "The Fool" Klein's answer. It was completely different from the answers she had expected, and her thoughts couldn't help but spread.

Could it be that Emperor Russell has also been to this gray fog, but the "Fool" at that time has not yet awakened, so the emperor only communicated with the other party unilaterally, but even if he falls into a deep sleep, a great being still has the ability to communicate with others. It must be perceived and responded, so after Mr. Fool wakes up, he will start collecting the emperor's diary to find out some truth?

The more Cattleya thought about it, the more reasonable she felt her guess was. She held back her excitement and asked her second question:

"Dear Mr. Fool, has Emperor Russell anticipated and prepared for what he will encounter?"

Cattleya lowered her head in shame. The question she asked could also be seen as two questions. She hoped Mr. Fool wouldn't mind this.

Under the gray mist, Klein looked at the star general who suddenly became more polite to him and twitched the corner of his mouth. It is really realistic. People who are related to the Great Emperor will respect him more. So if he has enmity with the Great Emperor, will he have to rebel on the spot? As a second-fifth child. No, there is no need to rebel, she is a second-fifth child.

Silently muttering in his heart, Klein looked at Cattleya the Hermit and said with a smile:

"He did anticipate it and made some preparations."

But there is a high probability of failure, and it is not a complete failure. At least there is a possibility of resurrection. Klein added what he had not finished in his mind.

"Thank you for your answer." "The Hermit" Cattleya bowed respectfully to the figure at the top and thanked her.

"Justice" Audrey on one side also retracted her gaze to look at Cattleya curiously, and the corner of her mouth raised a not obvious arc. "Ms. Hermit" is indeed someone related to Emperor Russell. She asked The two questions all revolved around the Great Emperor, and she seemed to really hope that the Great Emperor was still alive. Is he a relative of the Great Emperor Russell? Or the descendants of some loyal subordinates?

Emperor Russell, novels with him as the protagonist will definitely be popular in the northern and southern continents. Unfortunately, I dare not write about "Magician" Forsi also spread his thoughts.

"The Hanged Man" Alger glanced at "The Hermit" Cattleya without trace, and his heart was slightly disturbed. She was still working for the Mysterious Queen, and the two questions she asked were for the Mysterious Queen. .She informed the mysterious queen about the Tarot Club? Mr. Fool must have known, but he didn't pursue it. Was it for the sake of Emperor Russell?

While everyone was deep in thought, Klein looked around silently, chuckled and said:

"You guys start communicating!"

Renekton turned his head to look at the "world" at the bottom of the mottled long table, raised his hand slightly and chuckled:

"Next I will go to the world in the book "Grossell's Travels". If you are interested, you can come and have a look. There is a very interesting place there."

"A world in a book? What kind of world in a book?" "Justice" Audrey asked with interest in this topic. At the end, she added:

"Well, if it involves confidentiality and other matters, just pretend that I didn't ask."

Even though she said this, her green eyes were still looking at Renekton with some sparkle.

Renekton chuckled and nodded slightly to Miss Justice, briefly explaining the so-called world in the book:

"It was a book handed down from the end of the Second Age and from the dragon clan. It tells the story of a giant named Grossel who went to the Kingdom of Frost to defeat the frost dragon named Yurisian. ."

"The world in the book is the experiences they take on adventures, and it is no different from the normal world."

"If you are interested, you can also join. This book will be returned to its owner soon."

"Justice" Audrey's eyes lit up and she replied happily:

"If there is no big conflict with my schedule, I would be happy to join this exploration!"

"Magician" Forsi raised his right hand in time and asked with some expectancy:

"Um, can I join?"

The world in the book, isn't this equivalent to the novel I wrote becoming reality? No writer can withstand such temptation!

Forsi squinted his eyes slightly, already imagining the specific appearance of the world in the book.

"Of course." Renekton responded with a chuckle.

He looked around, and except for Miss Justice, who was more curious, and Magician Forsi, who was particularly curious about the world in the book, the other members of the Tarot Club did not show too much active interest. .

Emlyn, who was still immersed in the joy of being promoted to Baron, cursed in his heart. Renekton looked away without a trace and glanced at the "world" at the bottom, waiting for Klein's answer.

The gloomy-faced "World" nodded slightly under Klein's control, and said in a hoarse voice:

"no problem."

After answering Renekton's invitation, Klein continued to control his trumpet "Mr. World" to look around at everyone, then raised his right hand slightly and said:

"Who has, or who can get, a magical item with strong attack power?"

While speaking, he turned his attention to Renekton and Cattleya, as if expecting their answers.

All his guesses about my identity? Is this a test? "Hermit" Cattleya was silent for two seconds, then shook her head and said:

"If similar items appear at the Extraordinary gatherings I attend, I will help you keep an eye out for them."

Renekton continued Cattleya's words and replied:

"I can build it, but I lack the corresponding extraordinary materials."

"Below sequence four, the representatives of powerful attacks must be the reapers of the hunter path and the ocean singers of the sailor path. They can both burst out with terrifying damage in a short period of time."

"However, if it is just a one-time item, I can provide a lot."

(End of this chapter)