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Layers of illusory praying into the ear, Klein seems to have a flesh now, a deep pain in his head, can not wait to hit the wall, to pain.

The picture of the prayer from different people made him uncontrollable, extremely horrible, and seemed to be walking on the edge of the abyss and falling at any time.

That is to say, he has the "Black Emperor" card and the Azick copper whistle to strengthen the spirit, and is usually used to the feeling of being prayed, and replaced with other non-semi-sacred sequences. Now it is directly out of control, pain falls, and changes. Become a monster or crash into flesh and blood.

All the extraordinary features here have been combined with the snake's teeth to form a seal, and the degree of danger and negative effects far exceed the "2" level... Kline did not blindly step forward, but back a few steps back, leaving the pray Concentrated areas that relieve pain and dizziness that can disintegrate the spirit.

Standing next to the muddy body of Cavitewa, he stared at the white scepter inserted in the half-pillar and thought about how to take it away.

At the same time, he has naturally taken a name for the seal in his heart:

"Poseidon Scepter!"

Well, from the feelings and reactions I have just seen, I can barely get close to it and unplug it, but I can only support it for a few seconds, I can’t carry it and use it... but it doesn’t matter, I will end the call and return when I get it. Above the fog, it can effectively shield the thousands of prayers and the negative effects that I have temporarily unknown, so that I can study with confidence... Klein soon got the idea.

No need to throw a coin, his instinct in the state of resentment can communicate with the spiritual world and get inspiration.

His spiritual instinct tells him that this is not dangerous.

With the decision, Klein began to clean up the mess, and by the way, look at what can be found in the remains of the ancient elves.

He first went to the corner, picked up the translucent "biotoxin bottle", screwed the lid, stuffed it into the body, and then found that under the muddy body of Cavitowa, there was an iron cigarette case. Half hidden and half exposed.

This... I thought it was swallowed into the stomach by Cavi Tuva, and it has been corroded into a residue... Klein is amazed and walks quickly.

Because the current that was previously dissipated by the sea water was a bit numb, his right hand was vain, and the iron cigarette case floated slowly and fell into his palm.

With a gaze, Klein saw that the surface of the iron cigarette case was covered with corroded traces, but it was barely usable. As for the other items that were sucked away by the sea water vortex, there was no residue.

"It was the smell of fog that made Cavitowa uncomfortable. When it spit out on the spot, was there still a certain change in the iron cigarette case, which was not so fast, and it was not until the death of Cavitowa?" Klein At the same time of doubt, the cigarette case has been put into the body and ready to leave before doing research.

In such a scenario, we must race against time, and there must be no delay, because Klein does not know when the storm church and the kingdom military will find it here!

He circumvented the half-pillar from a distance and entered behind the almost collapsed hall.

There should have been a lot of murals here, but with the destruction of the wall, it has broken and disappeared. Klein flew all the way to the end, only to see a delicate and magnificent throne buried by stones and pillars, only about one-third.

On the left side of the throne, there are half of the remaining murals. The content is the confrontation between the two figures:

Condescending to look down at the enemy is a man who is stepping on the waves, wearing dark clouds and draped in a storm. He has a softer, contoured line of Klein's previous oriental charm, with a spear in the hands of pure electric light. Background It is the ocean that drowns everything.

Below the man is a man with a simple white robe. He is vague and difficult to tell the age. He can barely see that he is a man.

The white robe is very classical and has a round of halo behind it, quietly emitting a radiance, such as the same sun.

At his feet, there is an imaginary circle divided into twelve compartments, each of which has symbols that symbolize different times.

Behind him is a shadow that seems to be a curtain. There seems to be an eye in the shadow that is silently peeking out.

With a solid mystery and a wealth of insights from all sides, Klein quickly made an interpretation:

Waves, storms, dark clouds, lightning... This should be the ancient **** "The Elf King" Sunia Solem... Sure enough, like the legend, the elf's facial features are quite soft... This ancient "master of the storm" is not violent Feeling, the appearance is unexpectedly good, huh, huh, this is the mural in the ruins of the elves, it is normal to beautify your own gods...

The sun-like halo symbolizes the twelve-circle of time. This is not the father of Amon and Adam. It is passed down as the ancient sun **** in the outside world. It is called the "creator" of the **** of omnipotence in Silver City. ? There is a shadow behind him, and there is an eye hidden behind the curtain... Yes, the "real creator" has an image that is "the eyes behind the shadows"! (Note 1)

Sure enough, is this the "creator" who has recovered the authority of the ancient gods and has eight "kings of angels" to follow?

This mural depicts the "Elf King" Sunia Solem against the "creator"?

Klein took his eyes back and looked for something else worthwhile.

Following the spiritual intuition, he came to the throne and put his hand into the bottom of the collapsed stone and pillar, and pulled out an item.

This is a squashed gold wine glass.

The surface is engraved with complex and delicate patterns, the high feet have been bent, and there is a line of elf at the bottom:

"The natural disaster, Gao Shinam."

The original owner of this ruin is a superior elf named Gao Shinham? He, or He, is the title "natural disaster"? Um...It is consistent with the book of Natural Disasters that Latsia found. Both of them should belong to the upper elves of Gao Shinham. There is a wonderful connection between them... Unfortunately, this gold wine glass is just a simple wine glass. Just because I engraved the real name of the upper elf, with a little spirituality... If Gao Shinham has not fallen, even if it is just a real name, it can make the glass have unusual ability, but unfortunately... Klein preliminarily judges Gao Shinam It is already dead, because "Poseidon" Kavitova is his successor.

However, Klein could not be sure about this, because after a few hundred thousand years, the book "The Book of Natural Disasters" still has the trait of letting the extraordinary people of Latsia, which is not low, go crazy.

"And it's not like what the 'Poseidon' Cavitowa can do... Is the upper elf Ghentham having the secret to distinguishing his extraordinary characteristics, and Cavitowan is only part of it? Most of the other is The source of the traits of the Book of Natural Disasters?

"Ghisham died without being stiff?

"Of course, Cavitowan, who swallowed the extraordinary characteristics of High Hannam, was just a beast with no IQ. No one knew what happened at the time. Perhaps, some of the characteristics were lost, and the seal became a seal. After the defeat of Tuva, he fell into the hands of the storm church...

"Well, next week's Tarot will ask the little 'Sun' through the 'world'. He should know who Gaosham is. In fact, he doesn't have to ask. He has dedicated two pages of ancient mythology today. Maybe there is a detailed description of the upper elves..."

Klein thought about it and stuffed the glass into the body. After all, it was made of gold, and even if the upper elf Gao Shinham was not dead, there was a certain connection with the wine glass, and fog could be shielded and isolated.

After reviewing it again, seeing no other gains, Klein quickly flew back and picked up the black hardwood cane, dealing slightly with the traces left by the previous battle.

Then, he took out a piece of paper, shook it, and smashed it out, letting it dry and smash in the sea, turning it into powder.

The front part can interfere, then I have no time to have no chance to influence it... Fortunately, I am now a "black emperor"... The wreckage of Cavitewa, the flesh and blood has no value, the bones are too heavy, maybe Influenced me to take the "Poseidon Scepter"... Klein stabilized the state with meditation and quickly flew to the short bones of the white bone inserted in the half-pillar.

The illusion of illusion cascading once again into his ears, or piety, or crying, or fanaticism, or numb prayers obscured his vision, and the feelings of pain and dizziness became more and more intense.

Klein relied on his rich experience and the "Black Emperor" card, the reinforcement of the Azick copper whistle, barely supported, and finally came to the side of the "Poseidon Scepter".

He extended his right hand and held the middle of the white bones.

When the two had just contacted, Klein’s picture in front of him was clear, and the illusory sound of the rumble of the ear was instantly real.

He saw the bald-headed rebel army, Karat, fell to the ground and climbed hard to the self-fragmented statue of Caviteva. His mouth repeatedly recited his name, and his eyes were desperate.

He saw Edmonton, who had a blue-blue sea snake tattoo, in front of another strange statue of Kavitova, who continually collided with the head against the ground and smashed his flesh and blood.

He saw a slum in the slum, hiding in his home, shed tears and prayed numbly.

......

The black body armor of Klein's body can no longer be supported, and it quickly collapses.

At the same time, his solid "muscle" drum, hands on the force, in the cascading resounding prayers and clear and numerous pictures, violently pulled up the white bones that symbolize the authority of the sea god!

Oh!

The entire remnant of the sea is fierce, or swaying, or curling into a whirlpool.

Klein, wearing a black crown, calmly held the "Poseidon Scepter", and the figure disappeared and returned directly to the fog.

When the familiar palace was in sight, the prayers in his ears and the illusion of the scene disappeared.

Klein sat on the high back chair belonging to the Fool, raised his right palm, and examined the "Poseidon Scepter" inlaid with blue and blue "gems" and dyed a few black and morning.

Around the seal, countless light spots float, and each point seems to correspond to a prayer believer, which makes the scepter's white body flow, both psychedelic and sacred.

At this moment, Klein felt that this scepter is the "Poseidon" deity!

Note 1: See the first ninety-third chapter