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Chapter 267 Zarath, You Framed Me!(3/3)

This... Klein tightened his spirit, closed his eyes without hesitation, and disconnected from the secret cousin!

The scenes he saw before divination emerged in his mind:

Countless transparent maggots were hugging each other and sat on the huge seat, slowly squirming, growing wildly, spreading out nearly invisible tentacles.

In the last scene where the Secret Doll visually freezes, there is a tarot card lying quietly at the bottom of the ancient seat.

It also has Rossell on the surface. The emperor wore a gorgeous headdress, colorful clothes, and a cane with luggage, and seemed to be about to travel far.

His expression was full of longing, and there was a puppy next to him, and there was a brilliant starry sky at the top of the corner outline:

"Sequence 0: Fool!"

...

The newspaper in Edward's hand shook slightly, and in less than a second just now, He suddenly felt something related to him suddenly appear, and then suddenly completely disconnected.

"My Sequence One?"

The vague feeling just now seemed to appear in a very far north.

"No, if the Dark Night Church had to be noticed every time they carried a Level 0 seal, they would have been discovered long ago."

"What? Why is it so far?"

He stared at the north for a while, and a hole suddenly cracked on his index finger's belly, and a drop of blood pulled into a long blood line, outlining the appearance of a vague mountain peak.

The devil counter-divine, but the exception is to divine by oneself.

"I've been bleeding... When did I have bleeding on the mountain..."

The devil suddenly realized something and turned his head and looked at the calendar on the wall.

In the early morning of June 7, 1369.

It's an ordinary day without any special in the mystical sense.

"Someone touched the blood I left in the hidden town..."

"The door of the secret town is open again..."

"What day is today? Is it the time when Zarathu was waiting for? Zarathu would definitely not be stupid enough to leave the church to touch my blood, and He cannot do without it. Then - if it has nothing to do with time,

Is the people who left the town this time involved?"

TBC

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In a secret corner that cannot be divined and cannot be found, a human-shaped monster slowly squirmed like countless insects forming a group of insects, slowly retracted, stretching out one hand and two hands at the edge...

One of the hands pulled out a rusty and black bullet from the meat ball, as if it had come from dozens or even hundreds of years ago. The other hand groped on the ground and touched a model of something called a "projector"

The projector without power and film load suddenly lit up on its own, projecting a series of rolling videos on the stone wall.

It was the scene where Zaratho lost to Klein when he opened the door and became a secret puppet!

But when the door was opened, the picture suddenly became blurred, and Klein's figure was blurred. Finally, the slideshow began to retreat, and to the moment Seniore became a secret puppet. The world changed, and Klein was not dead

, but walked out.

Bang!

The fifth hand closed the projector, and the five hands were wrapped together, turning into Zarathu's old arms.

A vague laughter came from the meat ball formed by the insects:

"The young man is so terrifying..."
Chapter completed!
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