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Antigonus, who was basking his belly on his back to the sky, suddenly opened his eyes.

But He didn't get up right away. Instead, he yawned lazily, rolled over, and lay down on the ground relaxedly. Antigonus sniffed on the ground, then stood up with a clear division of eight legs, walked to the edge of the cliff where he was lying, and looked down at the cliff.

He tilted his head and stared down for a long time, until his sleepiness and sleepiness were completely gone, and he still stood there, not leaving.

After some time, His ears moved and he heard familiar footsteps.

"What are you looking at, Antigonus?"

Antigonus turned his head and saw his sister walking slowly from a distance.

The Mother of Heaven did not appear in the form of a demon wolf today. The beautiful woman is half-draped in a black veil that symbolizes secrecy, and a little starlight accompanies her to her left and right. Four wolf claws were overlapped in front of them, partially obscured by the sleeves and black veil. During this time, my sister began to gradually get used to acting in human appearance, but still maintained the nature of the demon wolf that loves to run and intimidate others, and has the beauty and characteristics of both races.

"I'm looking at the scenery, sister, why are you here?"

The demon wolf turned. After basking in the sun for a while, getting a good night's sleep, and seeing his loved ones, His mood was very bright.

"You didn't go out for a run today, I'll see what you're doing." The Mother of Heaven slowly approached, holding a bouquet of flowers that were probably offered by the believers, "When I look at it, I see you looking at the edge of the cliff, what are you looking at?" ”

His voice was soft and quiet, and Antigonus liked it very much, and his ears turned up slightly in response to the change of mood.

Antigonus was also familiar with the image of his sister, and he knew that in the small country they were sheltering, his sister used this image to attract believers for herself. Symbolizing tranquility and serenity, the female statues and portraits of "Lord of the Night, Mother of Heaven" are always surrounded by countless spirits, some with peaceful faces, embracing death as if falling into a deep sleep, and some with hideous expressions, symbolizing the wicked and the infidels.

And his sister was like a real goddess—and at the same time Antigonus felt a little trance, a little uneasy.

He couldn't tell where the uneasiness was coming from, but he instinctively felt that it was his sister's appearance that reminded him of another person, someone who scared him.

Antigonus stood on the edge of the cliff and motioned to the Mother of Heaven to look at the foot of the mountain as well:

"I feel like there's something around here, it's attracting me, sister, do you see anything?"

After saying this, His nose moved, and he said with some joy:

"Sister, are your injuries healed?"

“…… Well, it's already good. ”

Mother Heaven's eyes wandered, and she didn't discuss the topic too much.

He walked up quickly, standing beside the great demon wolf, and overlooking the Honaches Mountains with Him.

"What's down there for you to care about?" He looked around, then shook his head, "I didn't see anything, maybe a passing soothsayer caught your attention, and if something came here, the people of the Night Nation would definitely pray to me." ”

"Didn't you?"

Antigonus was still a little unconvinced, and he jumped off the cliff, his huge body so dexterous that it seemed to have no weight. He landed on a small area where he felt something was wrong, and looked back and forth for the anomaly.

The small plot of land he had locked in was a large field of wildflowers of various colors, and Antigonus vaguely felt that what attracted him was here, not directly above or underground, but where the flowers were.

But after a while, he stopped looking, and looked up, and whispered:

"Missing ......"

At this time, the Mother of Heaven also appeared beside him, like a touch of night that floated by: "Have you found anything?" ”

Antigonus looked at his sister and shook his head, as if he had realized:

"It's really nothing...... I guess I felt wrong. ”

He meekly crouched on the ground and tilted his head so that his sister could reach out and touch the top of his head, and he took the initiative to divert the topic and suggested, "Sister, I think of the Night Country, let's go there and have a look." ”

The Mother of Heaven was glad that her younger brother was not entangled in this topic, and happily agreed, nodding dignifiedly: "Okay." ”

Antigonus immediately stood up, let his sister sit on his back, and ran with a pace on the plain at the foot of the mountain.

……

Crane jerked to a halt, and immediately returned to the real world.

"He went after Zarathu!"

"Now is the only time I have to move a little......"

The outside world was thundering and lightning, and some kind of terrifying aura lingered around.

But now the thunder can only reassure Klein, and it is estimated that it will be like this for a long time. Before his legs could stand firmly on the ground, a somewhat serious wound suddenly appeared on his left hand, the wound in the palm of his hand was deep to the bone, and one of his fingers was directly broken.

He removed the wound on his leg and immediately began to repair the damage on his hand.

Klein didn't dare to delay for a second, and had already begun to recite Richard Ernst's honorific name. The speed of finger repair is still a little slower than the speed of the Angel of Temperance, after all, he Mr. Klein Moretti is the partner of a large order of fifteen thousand pounds, not only can he get the best stand-in, but even the service attitude is quite good, so Richard immediately responded to the prayer and received a severed finger.

At the same time, a spirit worm was thrown in along with it.

Blood, flesh, bones, related extraordinary materials.

Immediately afterward, a word came from the side of the prayer, and Richard raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the situation is critical...... Richard held the knuckle, saw the not-so-smooth facet, and had a slight guess about Klein's current situation.

Immediately He stood up and said in a loud voice:

"Barranca, come here and help!"

Barranca replied and asked succinctly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Do the best." Richard smiled, "Since you want to use a fake stand-in, you have to use the most realistic one." He held up the knuckle of his hand, which had been wrapped in spirit: "Since there is flesh and bones, then make an identical substitute out of flesh and blood." ”

"Exactly the same?"

Barranca looked at Richard with inquiring eyes, then at the knuckle, and after a few seconds of thought, nodded.

……

After sending the materials out, Klein was finally able to relax a little.

"Hope Zarathu is okay."

He took the time to pray silently in his heart for the old-timers.

Apologies, but not much.

Klein adjusted his mood and was just about to hide in the fog of history again, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the surrounding environment that was somewhat unfamiliar.

After a chaotic escape, he seemed to have reached the border of Rune, and the temperature around him seemed to be significantly cooler than that of Beckland, and Klein guessed that he had run to a higher latitude, near the Amanda Mountains.

"Ran that far?" Klein's heart moved, and an inexplicable thought quickly grew in his heart, "Continuing east, there is the Amanda Mountains, and then the Fursak Empire, if you go out of Rune's border, will Amon risk coming over?" Or is it because the God of Thunder may be stronger than other gods now, even if he is active in Fusak, the God of War will only turn a blind eye? ”

After several god wars and national disasters this year, Klein found himself able to talk about God without respect or psychological pressure.

After all, God is also extraordinary, powerful and extraordinary, and that does not prove that they are otherworldly and incarnate.

He shook his sleeves, and a cloud of ashes with a little red light was shaken out from it, and the thousand paper cranes were completely burned. Klein didn't delay, and once again entered the fog of history, relying on this skill to buy himself a little more time.

He exhaled and forced himself to calm down, and it was only in this short time that Klein finally had some time to think, analyze the current situation, and think about how to run next.

"There is a true god in the demon path, and Edward Vaughn is not dead, he can still fight with the true god of the dual path, the god of thunder, and even have the opportunity to do it to me many times, is it him who became a god? Not Fabouti? It's unimaginable......"

"Then he can fight back and forth with the God of Thunder, and he is also a true god of the two paths? What is His other way? Prisoners? ”

I don't think there is any abnormality when I became a god, right?

When the "Grim Reaper" returned, the dead in the Southern Continent were revived, the church in the Northern Continent was attacked, and when the "Storm" devoured the "truth", the occult white pagoda collapsed, and the believers of both paths heard the majestic voice and saw the new white pagoda built;

When the Hidden Sage fused the gods of steam and machinery, he unleashed a wide range of mystical magic to save Trier, expand the spirit realm, and grow a complete occult tree of life. In his memory, Klein only remembered that when the "demon" path became a god, there was a great deal of chaos, and people's malice and desires were out of control, but the "bound ones" ...... It doesn't seem like anything is happening.

Klein didn't know that the new "Bound One" had only been on the throne for a few days before losing his uniqueness, nor did he know how mixed Edward's feelings were when he was just about to start feeling sad about attending his friend's funeral. He trotted through the fragments of history, thinking of the way the nightgown and clothes suddenly attacked him, Klein nodded slightly, and confirmed that this was the attack method of the Rose School based on his rich experience of being attacked - and then he breathed sluggishly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"If He is the true God of the dual path of prisoners and criminals, then wouldn't my contact with Richard Ernst be tantamount to asking for my own death?"

I also gave Him my own flesh and bones! The Prisoner Path is best at cursing!

Or are their temperances still struggling? Or do the new gods ignore them? Come to think of it, it seems that Edward Vaughn really doesn't have any followers and affiliates...... When I was searching for information in the Aurora Society, the Dark Sage told me that he would occasionally help the Aurora Society and the True Creator do something, but it was not subordinate, more like an occasional collaboration...... Well, they're all remnants of the old days of villains. ”

Klein's brow furrowed slightly, and cold sweat slipped near his temples.

Indeed, with the curse ability of the "prisoner" path, if Richard Ernst really got Edward Vaughn's order to do it to himself, then he would have been cursed to death the moment the little finger was thrown over, and there was no suspense.

"What does Edward Vaughn have to do with that gray-haired demon?"

"One thing they have in common is that they attack me every time they appear." Klein remembered the past, when the True Creator and the demon came to visit him, the other party wanted to do something to him, but was stopped by the True Creator.

"Judging from the circumstances of the time when Ince Zangwille was killed, it was the strange demon who became a god, but now it was Edward Vaughn...... Is it a different person, or is it two faces of one person? If it's my relationship with the 'world', who is real? ”

Crane couldn't think of the result, so he immediately dismissed the doubt.

It's useless to think about this, it's all about living now!

"He or they all want to do it to me all the time, the essence of which is to kill the person who owns the Source Fort, and I am only secondary."

"Now in sequence 3, does he feel like he should do it again? Strange, then during the period from my sequence 4 to promotion, the real Creator is not there, why didn't He do it? Why let me be Sequence 3? There have been so many great things that have happened before, and it is too strange that the true gods of the demon and prisoner pathways have not promoted and manipulated these chaos at all. ”

Klein's eyes widened slightly: "Is there no chance?" ”

A vague guess arose in his head, but now was not the time to get caught up in emotions. Spirituality is rapidly depleted, and the time it can stay in the fog of history is getting shorter and shorter. Klein snapped off these thoughts and instead thought of the most important thing at the moment:

"I have the Source Fort, and He will always do it to me."

"The god of thunder can't protect me 24 hours a day, he can make countless mistakes, but my Sequence 3 is really fragile enough to die at the first glance of them. He succeeded once, and then he just stayed by my corpse and waited for me to rise and kill again, and I was finished. ”

Klein stopped, stayed in the fog of history, and sat down slowly.

As he stopped, the fog around him suddenly thickened, and a group of bouncing flames gradually gathered around him, and Crane beckoned to the flames, and the dogs of Fugen ran out happily, wagging their tails around him.

As if sensing the depression of this "great being", several Fugan dogs boldly approached Crane's side and rubbed their heads against Crane's shoulders.

Crane dodged the flames that erupted from the eyes of the dogs of Fugen, then stroked the top of their heads and backs with a skillful motion, and sighed softly.

"And Arodes, you all gathered with me because of Source Fort, but I am not the 'Great Lord'."

"I have a choice in front of me now, and I don't know what will happen in the future, but if I don't make this choice, maybe I will immediately experience the feeling of being blocked at the resurrection point and killing twice in a row."

Crane muttered, touched all the dogs of Fugen one by one, and then ran wildly into the distance.

In the dark world, the dogs of Fugen jumped and followed him, through the fragments of history, and finally broke out of the fog!

He landed in a snow-covered mountain range. There seem to be many strange tents and buildings at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, which have been covered with a thick layer of snow, and no one is walking around them, so they must have been abandoned. After landing on the ground, Klein ran straight down the snowy mountain downhill into the distance, his feet stepping on the snow as thick as his calves, leaving long marks along the way.

"Amon!"

On the deserted border mountains, he shouted loudly again!

"Amon!"

TBC

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Keep up with me! (Refers to imagination)

(End of chapter)