Chapter 405 The fortune teller’s tea party

Author: Tianxu Aurora

Chapter 405 The fortune teller’s tea party

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"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

In the dark world echoing with the crows of crows, the eyes of the corpses hanging in the black-spire church were all fixed on Klein who appeared.

At the same time, there was the sound of slow footsteps coming from the depths of the church, as if an elderly man was slowly walking from the church.

Klein could figure out who the approaching person was without using his brain. While maintaining the special state of "Spirit Body Thread", he quickly snapped his fingers.

Snap!

A ball of blazing white flame surged out from his wallet. This flame was the collective blessing of "Red War" and instantly covered him. But the white flame flashed a few times in the black church and then quickly extinguished.

, but Klein still stayed in place, unable to jump out.

"War Angel" is too far away from me! Relying on this occult connection alone, it is impossible for me to jump outside. If He is nearby, or there are members of "War Red" nearby, I should be able to rely on this time

The flame jump moves slightly further away...

He didn't show any frustration, and immediately activated "Creeping Hunger" and tried to "teleport".

Klein's body suddenly became transparent and reappeared, unable to take a step away.

His starting point and ending point seem to be strangely connected.

"Grafting"? "Grafting" of the "Stealer" path? Or the high-sequence extraordinary ability of the Seer path? Klein's thoughts were racing. He had long known that he would never be able to escape from Zaratul without spending some money.

So without hesitation, he immediately reached out and grabbed the talisman that was placed in the inner pocket of his shirt and could be used again.

The spell was exuding warm power, making Klein feel his mood gradually calming down.

But at this moment, the footsteps in the deepest place had arrived less than ten meters away from Klein. A beam of light came from nowhere, illuminating the interior of the black spire church a little, and Zaratul's figure appeared.

This was displayed before Klein's eyes.

This ancient angel from Sequence 1, who has always been fearful and vigilant to Klein, is old and mysterious. The classical black robe he wears is unattractive, but it seems to be embroidered with a star map as a dark pattern. His gray beard seems to have been groomed, and follows his movements.

and breathing slightly.

Klein uses himself to save others, and feels that the Zarath in front of him must also be a projection of history.

For him, whether it was a historical projection or coming in person, it was enough for him to die twice. Just as Klein was about to use a spell to capture someone's historical projection to help, he suddenly saw Zaratul raising a hand and making a "

Pause" action.

Zaratul's beard trembled, and there was a smile in his voice:

"Let's talk to this old man like me, young man."

"Aren't you willing? In the town on the top of the mountain, you not only talked to me a lot, but also played with the old man several times."

Of course, Klein would not believe Zaratul's lies. He pretended to use the power of the spell to grab the historical projection in the air, but in fact he was ready to light the paper crane that Will gave him, letting good luck come to him first, and then trying to grab it.

Medici historical projection!

Zaratul ignored Klein's vigilance and distrust. He smiled slightly and waved his raised hand in the air.

In an instant, the black spire church changed its appearance and turned into a spacious and bright apartment. Soft cushions and blankets were placed on the wooden seats. The stew pot in the kitchen exuded a lingering aroma, and Zaratul

He and Klein suddenly changed their positions, and the two of them sat face to face at the dining table, with warm tea already poured on the table.

Klein found himself sitting on the chair and immediately struggled as if he had been burned. Zaratul happily sat down and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture:

"You can refill your own tea."

"..."

Klein did not answer or take any action, and scanned the new environment around him vigilantly.

He didn't think that what Zaratul presented to him would be without purpose. He frowned and carefully looked at the details of the apartment he was in - there were new gas lamps in this apartment, and hard books were placed on the bookshelves.

Books, these are not things from history.

Moreover, the furnishings and ornaments are quite tasteful and are selected from popular styles, at least from the past twenty years.

The interior of the house is most likely based on a house that exists in reality, but it is unlikely to be Zarath's residence, because it contains various small items needed for living, such as sewing kits and condiment bottles, which are full of life.

breath.

The location where Zarathogram appears is in the restaurant. There is food for two people on the table in the dining area, and the tableware is also for two people.

The living room in the distance has a floor-to-ceiling window with good lighting, and the golden sunlight falls on the bookshelf next to the sofa.

There are two bedrooms, no servant's room, and no obvious characteristics of the residents. There should be two residents. And if people in this salary class do not hire servants, it means that they have a place to meet their daily meals, such as the canteen...

Although it is not big, such a well-furnished house with expensive furniture can only be accommodated by a family with a weekly income of more than 4 pounds, according to Klein's experience living in Backlund.

Klein suddenly saw something, and his pupils narrowed suddenly.

He suddenly knew where this place was, and then became furious.

There is a copy of "Mechanical Fundamentals: Introductory Theory" on the bookshelf!

This is the school textbook he bought for his sister Melissa with his salary as a nighthawk when he was still in Tingen!!

Benson's salary can barely cover their three meals a day, and he can't afford to pay Melissa's tuition. In order to give his sister Melissa a chance to enter school and be admitted to Backlund University, he bought it

Expensive books in this day and age!

Veins suddenly appeared on the back of his hand that was holding the talisman on his chest. His temples were throbbing with pain. He was almost unable to calm down and questioned the old man in front of him!

If Zaratul had never seen Melissa with his own eyes, how could he have embodied this scene and put this book on it?

"Calm down, young man, I haven't done anything yet, I just met that lady under the influence of fate."

Zaratul poured himself a cup of tea, and the faint fragrance of flowers filled the air. He held the tea cup in his hands and looked like he wanted to take a few sips, although from Klein's perspective it was almost impossible to find the position of his mouth through his thick beard.

"...You are plotting against Origin Castle. This is a matter between us."

Klein's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his mind was in an unprecedented state of confusion. The smiling faces of Benson and Melissa appeared for a while, the home he couldn't go back to for a while, and the "The Return of the Earl" that he bought in time to make an appointment flashed across his mind.

》Tickets, I am so confused, but I insist on maintaining my sanity:

"If I lose to you, I will only feel that I am not good at skills and have bad luck... I admit that using them to threaten me and make me hand over the Source Castle is indeed the fastest way, and I have no choice.

.”

After saying that, Klein completely relaxed and leaned directly on the soft cushions of the seat, waiting for the other party's answer.

When he realized that this was Benson and Melissa's new home in Backlund, Klein lost his fighting spirit in an instant. He knew that he had to hold on to the Source Castle to get what he wanted, but if

The price for getting those things was losing his relatives——

——Then there is a high chance that he will give up.

…

Town square in Hillstown district.

"That's almost it... Hehe, he's still struggling to his death, just delaying death for dozens of seconds. Human beings' desire to survive is really powerful."

George III was still fighting with Him for control of potions and rituals.

His mood became a little unhappy, and the delayed time might bring about new changes. So he turned around, picked up the magic lamp from the high platform at hand, and fulfilled the wishes of the people.

The people's wish is to "return to the original state", and the Miracle Master can accumulate these wishes and use them for himself.

At this time, there was sudden thunder in the sky!

At this time, thunderous musical instruments sounded, and someone was playing music praising the Lord of Storms. The distant organ music was swept by the wind from the direction of the Holy Wind Cathedral, exploding in the hearts of everyone who participated in the speech.

, spreading great fear!

Everyone shuddered collectively at this moment, fear grew involuntarily, and they were forcibly separated from the state of devout prayer!

Even He himself paused subconsciously for a second. The unfinished "Black Emperor" has the spirit of the old days, but its container is incomplete and will be intimidated by the tyrants on the earth with fear!

In this gap of one second, Pope Gad II appeared beside him at the speed of lightning and took away the magic lamp in his hand!

The Pope held a scepter in one hand and a wishing lamp made of gold in the other, looking majestically at the phantom in front of him.

He wears a triple crown inlaid with sapphires, emeralds and other precious stones, and a dark blue and almost black robe, which is embroidered with gold and silver two-color silk threads with patterns symbolizing lightning, storms, and oceans. His aura is deep and majestic, as if a huge storm is blowing on his face.

Come!

"Recovery!" Gad II raised the wishing lamp in his hand!

A silver-white lightning tore open the sky, as if the thunder was repeating these words!

God actually came down to take away my chance to realize my wish? He suddenly came up with this idea.

Now that it has been discovered, the next step must be to use the wishes of tens of thousands of people to "restore the phantom to its original state", and the gods will intervene to forcibly terminate this god-making ceremony - oh, how could you succeed like this! All it takes is one

Powerful aggregation, my "Judge" is the only one

I will attack the underground sealing chamber of the Church of the God of War at once, and I will immediately twist the seals of all sealed objects. Either I will take care of the sealed objects, or I will kill the person. You just wait until you die from exhaustion - He will do it with confidence in the lightning and flint.

After getting ready, I suddenly noticed something:
To be continued...