If the demigod just didn't crash into the "Devil's Oil Painting" just now, I would have to summon Mr. "World" 's historical pore image ... uh, I don't know if this is an angel helper directly ... Thinking about it, I drank the potion.

To her, the bottle of potion was like ice water with extremely low temperature that could frostbite people. Wherever she passed, all her feelings disappeared, leaving her thoughts still unsolidified.

When a person is extremely cold, hallucinations will inevitably occur. In Fols's sight, a night sky appears instantly. In the night sky, dense stars are intertwined into a dreamy river.

Frost's body surface then reflected a little bit of starlight, which seemed to come from her own.

That little pure starlight has an invisible connection with the different stars in the night sky. With the flashing of the lights, they are twisted, wriggling, and worms have drilled out of Furth's body, wanting to run to the fine piece Diamonds set into the Milky Way.

They each carry a part of flesh and a little consciousness, like uncontrolled avatars.

Firth's thoughts quickly became chaotic and confused, and he could hardly control himself against the trend of separation.

Just then, she sensed something illusory.

That is the seal she completed with "Devil's Oil Paintings", which projected into this mysterious world created by potions, forming an abstract, fuzzy mark.

Firth did not think, and by instinct, extended part of consciousness and spirituality to the past, entangled with that abstract mark.

This mark is not so harmonious with her, it seems that there are parts that do not belong to her, but it can barely be integrated with her.

Huo Ran, in Firth's mind, the abstract mark became quite clear. It was a layered "door" filled with mysterious symbols.

This "door" hid Furth behind herself, keeping her isolated from the surrounding starry sky.

At the same time, on the other side of the "door", the sealed horror creature seemed to sense the breath of the enemy, using its own deity to erode the illusive "door" frantically, which coincided with the starry sky on the outside world. The impact is offset.

This lasted for more than ten seconds, and the night sky flowing with the dazzling galaxy slowly subsided, and then a little bit of Xinghui returned to Firth's body and merged with her.

At this moment, a deep darkness appeared faintly in front of Furth's eyes, and in the dark depths was a never-ending storm and occasional lightning.

The next second, Firth's ears heard the familiar voice, which pierced her head, like a steel nail in the brain.

Firth's expression was instantly distorted. If she had experienced similar things again and again, she had a certain resistance, and she had the saintly personality. At this time, most of them were out of control.

Of course, there must be "good luck" in it.

It took her a few seconds, relying on meditation, to finally calm down, and to hear clearly what the voice was calling.

It's asking for help!

——It's not giant language, nor elven language and ancient Hermes language, but a language that Firth has never encountered, but she can understand at first sight, only that it seems like many current languages ​​are true. source.

Mr. "gate" yells "help" frantically every full moon, which is a shame in the king of angels ... but even if he is asking for help, it is an unbearable terror for me ... Two sentences, thinking about pretending not to hear, waiting for the initial convergence of spirituality, mastering the extraordinary ability of the "secret mage", and talking to Mr. "gate" next full moon, or do some communication now.

Suddenly, the shouting from infinity stopped and there was deathly silence around.

After two or three seconds, an ethereal voice that could pierce the spirit came to Firth's mind:

"You use extraordinary traits from the Abrahams."

This sentence was flat and straightforward, without any undulations, but it made Firth's forehead blood vessels jump, his eyes were densely covered with silk, and his body was bright and bright.

She almost lost control of herself.

"Who are you?" Furth settled and asked deliberately.

The voice that seemed to induce her step by step out of control was a low laugh:

"You can call me Mr. Gate.

"You should be familiar with me."

The Quaternary Angel King directly pointed out that Firth had a certain connection with him and could hear the "full moon slang".

... I want to write you into the novel! Firth bit his teeth secretly and asked:

"Dear Mr. Gate, are you the ancestor of the Abraham family, His Highness Bethel?"

The sound that came across countless barriers restored the dullness just now:

"Yes."

"Then do you know that your 'for help' has put the entire Abraham family into a curse for more than a thousand years, and almost no one can become a 'traveler' or even a 'record officer'? They are always in the promotion or the full moon The night went out of control and became a monster. "Firth felt that he could not talk to Mr. Gate for a long time, otherwise the tendency to get out of control would be irreversible, and he directly raised the issue that Abrahams were most concerned about.

Mr. Door said in silence for two seconds:

"They don't have 'Mystic Mage' anymore, are there no other demigods?"

"It hasn't existed since the" Fight of the Four Emperors ", and the curse you brought has made them impossible to promote demigods. If you can stop calling for help for ten years, maybe a new Abraham demigod will be born, which will affect you. It's more helpful to get out of trouble. "Furth offered his suggestions sincerely.

Mr. Door sighed:

"I was exiled in the eternal night, and I was blocked by a never-ending storm. I could not know what was happening in the real world, and I did not expect that the entire Abraham family did not have a demigod."

Lying ... It wasn't Fulth who calmly made this evaluation, but was holding the "Fool" card, holding the "Star Staff", sitting in "Yuanbao", and closely monitoring Klein corresponding to the crimson star.

He remembered the emperor mentioning in his diary that Mr. Gate had some understanding of reality—he seemed to be able to see and hear what was happening outside the seal by virtue of the changes brought about by the full moon.

After sighing, Mr. Gate continued:

"And, calling for help at the full moon is beyond my control."

"Why?" Fols asked in surprise.

Mr. Door said in a whispered voice:

"You are already a demigod. It should be clear that the higher the sequence, the greater the threat of madness.

"A normal angel, even if he can walk freely on the ground and do what he likes without the need for additional battles, he may gradually be affected by extraordinary characteristics, become less like himself, and even become half crazy. Exile was sealed for more than a thousand years, and the King of Angels, who did not even have a partner to communicate with, has not shown that I am strong and lucky enough.

"When the full moon comes, my crazy part will be strengthened, so that I can't control it and can only keep calling for help."

It turned out to be like this ... if I was locked up like this, it might be crazy in a few months ... well, if I can provide alcoholic beverages, newspapers and magazines, various books, different cuisines, I can last for one year, no, half a year ... … Folth nodded suddenly, asking rather perfunctoryly:

"Is there anything I can do for you? How can the Abrahams eliminate the curse?"

Mr. Door said a few seconds of silence:

"Arrange the ritual to help me get out of trouble, so that the curse will no longer exist.

"There are two types of rituals. One is the sacrifice of the demigods of the 'divination family', the 'apprentice', and the 'stealer' ... the second is to take the blood of at least ninety-nine extraordinary people of the Abraham family and use it Draw a symbol like this ... "

"... I will tell them," Fols responded immediately.

At the same time, she added in her heart: the premise is to get permission from Mr. Fool.

Mr. Gate smiled:

"If I can get out of it, I will help you become an angel ..."

His voice became more and more faint and weaker, and seemed to be returning to its original form step by step with the end of Furth's promotion.

That is, after two or three seconds, Firth couldn't hear the sound that could make her go out of control a little bit, and the deep darkness and terror storm in front of her also disappeared.

However, before this scene was completely faded, Firth saw vaguely a vast land composed of crimson rocks through them, saw an ancient building like a pyramid standing there, and saw the darkness behind the building, the darkness was deep, and the stars flickered. It is completely different from the starry sky that the "astrologer" sees on the ground.

what is this? Furth shook his head, controlled the divergent thoughts, and began to confine his spirituality seriously.

As soon as she became accustomed to the status of "Mystic Mage", she immediately put on a prayer posture and reported her experience to the "Fool" originally without any omissions.

After doing this, Firth put away the "Devil's Oil Paintings", "transmitted" back to Port Pritz, and met with the teacher Dorian Gray Abra in the warehouse.

Seeing that the students were safe and sound, Dorian exhaled, and said with great grace:

"Thank you Mr. Fool for your protection."

He finally taught a sequence 4 "Mystic Mage" without rebellion.

Because Mr. Fool has not yet responded, Firth did not inform the teacher of his dialogue with Mr. Gate, and was prepared to wait until the next full moon.

She smiled with the same ease:

"In addition to thank Mr. 'Fool', thank you teacher."

…………

Above the mist, inside the ancient palace.

Klein had no doubts about what Mr. Gate claimed was half-mad, but just thought that there might be more secrets hidden in it. For example, why did Mr. Gate always induce Russell to go to the moon, But the place occupied by an alien god.

After thinking about it, he took out the "Crimson Moon Crown" and "Master Key" from the fog of history, and planned to actively create a full moon environment, and then listened to Mr. "Door" shout.

The effect of this pair has been confirmed long ago, and Klein soon heard the sound that seemed to pierce his spirit.

The voice shouted:

"Don't save me ... don't save me ..."

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