The "dark angel" Susler is probably a negative personality separated from the ancient sun **** ... Mr. Gate was once the most powerful king of angels ... The Abraham family also holds at least two "0" seals, The extraordinary characteristics of the angel level corresponding to the "apprentice" approach ... the underlying rules of this world are chaotic and mad ... a piece of mystery knowledge echoed in the mind of the "hermit", Capella, and shocked her. Feel the heavy weight.

If it was n’t for the tarot society, not for the protection of Mr. “Fool”, or for the “world” provided by Gullman Sparo, she wanted to know that this knowledge would never be so easy, and she would have to take great risks. Will attract the attention of some high-level existence, or be entangled by madness and pain.

"Thank you for your advance, this will greatly help me digest the potion." Jia Delia opened her eyes and thanked sincerely.

According to her original plan, after seeing the "Mysterious Queen", she should be able to gain some knowledge of mysticism. With the present advancement of Gullman Spallo, the "mysticist" potion can be completely digested. Unfortunately, A few days before she arrived in Bakerland, Bernadette, the "mysterious queen", followed the trail and left the metropolis, leaving Capellan very frustrated.

Hearing the words of Ms. "Hermit", Klein smirked as "world":

"This gift has a price."

After his voice echoed, he nodded to the two ladies, "Justice" and "Magic", saying that this sentence was also addressed to them.

When the private party was over, one member left Yuanbao, Klein stood up, walked from the bottom of the mottled table to the top, and sat in the position of "Fool."

He leaned back against the back of the chair, propped his elbow to the armrest, and the void next to it rippled, causing a halo.

This is the light spot of prayer, the secret puppet from the historical pore image control summoned by Klein, which already existed before the party, but the corresponding area was blocked by Klein, and no one can perceive it until now.

Klein set his sights on that aperture, using this as a starting point to extend his horizons into the distance:

In the real world, a dark mountain peak stands with a hole in the waist that extends all the way to the ground.

There were many humans who had survived the cataclysm, but later turned into his secret puppet by the dark wolves Kotal.

During this time, Klein continued to trace back from all traces, and found the three places where Wu An Demon Wolf had hid in the past, but the gains were not too great.

The reason is simple. Just like now, there is a stone in the hole, and a young man wearing a classic black robe, a pointed soft hat, a wide forehead and a thin face is sitting on it.

Amon.

The "Angel of Time" seemed to perceive the gaze from "Yuanbao", raised his head, straightened the monocle of the crystal, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"..." Klein looked back, his face "muscle" whispered a little twitchingly, "It's really haunting ... this guy is not ignorant of the past of Wu An Demon Wolf, it is necessary to give me the clues I need Are they destroyed? And each time just a little ... "

If not, he would like to hang Amon for a meal now.

Huh ... Klein exhaled and immediately returned to the real world.

He was wearing a black top hat and holding a dim yellow lamp to release the maintenance of the historical aperture projection, leaving the mountain without looking back into the dead wilderness.

Klein's pace was not a little hesitant, because he had already obtained detailed information from the dark **** wolf Kotal from the "Night Goddess" and had enough knowledge about the character, style and habits of the "God of Desire".

The reason why he is still pursuing the past of Wuhen Demon Wolf is mainly because he wants to do a test. After all, East China has become a "land abandoned by God" for two or three thousand years. Wuhen Devil Wolf has been away from the "Goddess of Night" for enough time. It is very likely that some character alienation and change of style will occur. If he fully follows the information provided by the "Night Goddess" to plan the operation, it is not a small probability that he will make the mistake of bombing the target with an outdated map.

"Under the strong pressure given by the" Real Creator "and Amon, it is possible that the Ugly Demon Wolf may be transformed ... maybe it is abnormal, maybe the spirit is too depressed to be half crazy ..." Klein couldn't help it Speaking in my heart.

In fact, the "Wu Demon Wolf" in his discourse can be seamlessly switched to "Klein Moretti" and "Chou Mingrui", but the sentence needs to be changed to future tense.

There is another reason for Klein's insistence on pursuing the dark wolf's past, is to try to blind Amon, making it difficult for him to guess that he has the key information.

Of course, this may not have deceived the "God of Deception". Klein's main purpose is to gain spiritual victory, so as to adjust the mental state that is too depressive, without having to often find Miss "Justice" for treatment.

Well, for the moment, the dark dark wolf does maintain the sobriety and rationality of the middle and late period of the Second Age, not as manic, bloodthirsty, and crazy as when it was first combined with other extraordinary traits. His most important personality traits look It has n’t changed, and it ’s still so suspicious that even his own spouse is not so convinced. Once he decides to move, he will leave all the spouses he had before and erase the contact ... Also, the dark black wolf seems to be from The East migrated here ... Thinking of it, Klein stopped suddenly, and in the darkness without stars and red moon, he turned his gaze to somewhere by virtue of spiritual intuition.

His expression was gradually solemn, his right hand was raised, and he pressed the silk hat with half-height.

Then, Klein adjusted his direction, and stepped forward toward the point of his gaze.

There is the east.

In the endless darkness, the horse-drawn lamp in his hand dragged the shadow of loneliness. His knee-length trench coat was almost the same as the distant night, and his steps were a little faster than before.

…………

Inside Beckrand, Queens, Hall's luxury villa.

Audrey sat at the dresser and began to think about how to make the release of "bait" reasonable.

In the process, she suddenly thought of something.

That is, if you want to "listen" to the voices of the participants near the extraordinary person's party, you lack a fast and convenient way.

As a demigod of Sequence 4, she can neither fly nor "transport", nor can she "jump" covertly with the help of flames. If it is late at night, she can use "dreams" as a springboard to "shuttle", and she can only rely on day and evening Feet.

"Well ... I'm not slow, but if I run faster than a steam train, I will definitely attract attention ... There are so many strong people in Beckrand, there will be no lack of being able to see through my 'psychological stealth' ... … Similarly, I can fly in a dragon-like state, but this image is too conspicuous ... I can only let consciousness and spirits enter the collective subconscious sea at this time, and I ca n’t bring my body in ... ” When Ritz wanted to go, she could only consider buying seals or magical items with the ability to "travel", and decide where to have a dream to shuttle the dream. If not, walk, take a car, take the subway.

Really simple demigod ... Well, no wonder the full name is demigod and demigod, those terrible extraordinary abilities are the side of God, these are the side of man ... Audrey laughed at herself and pulled her mind back on track.

…………

Backland, Hillston.

Firth, sitting by the fireplace, spread a book over his lap as a cushion for letterhead.

She held a pen and stared at the horizontal lines on the paper and the tarot cards scattered on the ground.

"What's wrong? Don't want to lie to your teacher? No, you are writing the truth ... don't want to design your teacher?" Hugh walked over, crouched down, and looked up at Furth's eyes.

Furth shook his head:

"No, not because of this problem.

"I have some guilt, but I know it is a good thing for him to the Abraham family.

"I'm just hesitating. I feel that after writing this letter, our destiny will change."

"Ah?" Hugh listened a little stupidly, not quite understanding the meaning of the friend.

Furth exhaled slowly:

"The wars before and now are actually not so dangerous for us. We have enough ability to evade, obtain corresponding supplies, and continue a peaceful life. Therefore, I don't feel so deeply about it.

"We are like people standing next to a torrent. We could have watched everything safely, but after writing this letter, we might be swept into the torrent by the rising tide."

Hugh listened quietly, opened his mouth, and stunned again:

"Without this, do you think we can avoid the flood of fate?"

While talking, she picked up a tarot card from the ground.

The face of the card depicts an horn-horned angel and dead men.

"Trial" card.

Firth looked at this tarot card for a while, closed his eyes, closed his hair, and smiled:

"I understand.

"This is the fate we cannot escape."

After praying to Mr. Fool, after getting the "Magic" card, he was destined to be unable to escape.

The fountain pen in Firth's hand finally fell and landed on the stationery.

…………

Port of Pulitzer.

Dorian Gray Abraham, who had left the Fishermen's Association long ago, changed his identity and opened the letter sent by his student.

In a quick glance, his expression changed from shock, joy, and doubt to horror.

boom!

Dorian dropped the letter in his hand and knocked down the table in front of him, like a curse on that piece of paper, hiding a monster.

He stepped back and forth, came to the other side, opened the drawer, took out something, and rushed to the door to get out of here.

When the right palm rested on the brass handle, Dorian's movement suddenly slowed down and finally stopped.

He turned slowly and turned his eyes to the letter on the ground, his eyes were rather complicated.

After a few seconds, Dorian Gray Abraham walked slowly towards the letter, hesitating, hesitant, and struggling, but did not stop, as if tempted by the devil.