979

It's like a big show, and with the characters leaving, it all finally comes to a climax.

The protagonist and the villain have a final battle to bring the final performance to the audience.

"Death!"

Fireworks from the abyss replaced the pitch-black pupils, and the demon roared.

With the sound of wrath, the "shackles" imposed on him cracked, and they could no longer restrain the furious beast.

The pitch-black scale armor was shattered and carved, and the flesh and blood were pulled and shattered, stirring into a blood mist in the sky.

The blood mist was dispelled by the rolling wind, and Crane responded calmly, but all he could see was a blazing fire. He resisted the spread of rust, but then a sharp bone spear pierced his abdomen, and the mangled body was pinned into a thick black mist.

After Klein struggled for a few seconds, he was dissipated as a star.

Starlight clones do not transfer damage, but they can use their extraordinary abilities for a short period of time, and they can also confuse enemies.

Thousands of brambles bulged from the ground, like countless palms, trying to hold Klein. And Klein stretched out his hand and grabbed Antigoneus out, and suddenly the endless historical projection of the secret puppet appeared in the spirit world, and this place that was originally relatively empty was suddenly crowded with people. The next moment, several mystical puppets hung on each of the thorns that swooped down on Crane, and the lava and flames burned, burning the projections of history to ashes.

The dark blue fireworks flickered, and in the blink of an eye, the black mist, dead branches, and thorns all burned into broken ashes, and they were carried by the high temperature, swept into the sky, and turned into gray snow and fell.

At this moment, it was as if you were indeed in hell.

A shrill whistling rang out from below, and the abominable, twisted brambles were still staring at Crane like venomous snakes, crawling along every place where they could stand, trying to pierce Crane through the restraints.

Antigone took cover in front of him, spirit threads wrapped around the annoying plants, grafting them together and twisting them together.

It's not that Klein doesn't want to use more historical projections, but in the current battle, he doesn't have a suitable historical projection to use, so it's better to directly let himself fight and fight quickly.

Crane has sealed off the space of the spirit world, and he is now able to control the entire spirit world with great ease, whether it is destroyed or reshaped, and he is the true master of the spirit world.

He tried to compress the space where the demon was, but the moment the pressure was transmitted, the fireworks exploded in an instant, and the cage was incinerated and evaporated by the high temperature before it could be closed, and the slightly twisted and expanded traces proved that there had just been a failed seal.

Suddenly, Crane felt extremely tired, he was refreshed, but his body was becoming weaker and weaker, and he staggered against his will, threatening to collapse at any moment. He felt that his spirit was draining away so quickly that even Antigoneus' spirit thread was about to lose his grip!

What kind of curse is this?

Klein fell, lying on the ground, vaguely grasping something. The Lord of Withering has been hinting that his own curse has two sides, and in his current state, is it a spiritual strengthening as opposed to physical weakness and powerlessness?

Although this enhancement was minimal, the "soothsayer" was inherently extremely sensitive to spirituality and spiritual intuition, and Klein was still barely aware of it.

At the critical moment of grasping this curse, the demon's figure suddenly occupied all of Crane's sight, Crane felt that his body was out of control, but he could hear the howling wind in the air, as if there was more than a cold iron sword, cutting all obstacles.

In fact, it was the sound of the demon's sharp claws, and Crane could even be sure that it carried many curses and "death" on it!

Demons are a collection of negative emotions, not only words, but actions can also bring out the dark side of the heart, not to mention the danger encountered in battle. The nightmare scene haunts people and drags them into deep darkness.

There was also a trace of fear in Klein's heart, but he suddenly raised his head, a white mask appeared on his face, and his eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and thousands of stars and endless starry sky all appeared from his eyes!

Without any movement, the "door" opened under the powerful spiritual action of Klein!

At the same time, another door opened on the side of the attacker.

The demon took it for granted that it was a two-way door and that the attack would be returned to him, so he forcibly restrained his movements to avoid letting his attack fall into the range of the "door".

However, the next moment, an orange-red light erupted from the door, and the Dusk Giant Sword stabbed out of the door with an indomitable momentum!

No matter how much you dodge, such a close distance can't be much cheaper, and the blade of the sword cuts through the layers of protection of the exoskeleton and scale armor, tearing half of the neck.

Then, the storm of dawn burst out in His eyes!

Flesh and bones were scattered everywhere, and even demons could feel the pain.

However, in the next moment, he reached out fiercely and grabbed the blade of the Dusk Greatsword, and the layers of thorns swooped down with curses and seals to envelop the blade. The light of the dusk greatsword was not extinguished, but after struggling for a long time, it still lost all its light, and fell to the ground like mortal iron, blocked by the airtight.

The wound torn open by the power of the witcher will not heal for a while, and Crane uses the power of the source castle to remove the curse from his body.

He stood up with his body propped up, leaving behind a doppelganger, and once again led Antigonus into the mists of history.

……

As soon as you leave the fog of history, you will be attacked.

If it was the Lord of Mystery, there must be a way to deal with the current situation, but Crane didn't have the same combat experience. With each step forward, the ground he stepped on would crumble in the next second, countless thorns and branches chasing his figure, and in the end, it had become a dense chasing army behind him.

Like running across a collapsing continent, they are not just the embodiment of extraordinary abilities, they are part of the mythical form of the outer gods, they obscure the sky and the sun, and if Klein is a little slow and careless, they will catch up, entangle, and tear to pieces.

A few rounds passed, and Klein felt a little irritable and tired, even though he didn't suffer any injuries.

A new offensive erupted in an instant, without the slightest warning.

The ground trembled beneath his feet, and the demons marched towards Hell, mixed with raised branches that whipped the ground like whips.

Thunder exploded in the air, and all the light and shadow seemed to shrink to the extreme, pulling into a thin thread, and then turning into rolling thunder.

Suddenly, several powerful auras flashed away, and essentia made the outer god feel the urge to turn back, but he resisted it.

But that's not where the real attack is.

Because the torrent of knowledge roared in, and in an instant all the impregnable prisons and chains of history and mythology were conjured up, nailing Him to his place.

The seal of the Western Continent was opened by Crane.

The Demon of Knowledge pursed his lips and continued to maintain the confinement in his hand with some difficulty, and the figure of the withered Lord disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the twilight giant sword that had been wrapped in rice dumplings erupted again.

The seal that was opened in the Western Continent bribed the two outer gods at once, and the same authority unlocked the seal and shackles of the Dusk Greatsword, and a powerful giant in tattered armor suddenly rushed out of the fog of history!

With its bare hands, it was connected to the spirit thread, and it picked it up as it passed by the Twilight Greatsword on the ground.

Then the momentum continued unabated, and this true god seemed to have temporarily returned from death, walked out of history in the most perfect state, and swung this sword!

……

For a moment, the blinding light made Crane mistakenly think that dusk had come, as if a sword of fire falling from heaven had struck the calamity, and the pitch-black evil was completely burned, and the fire light spread all the way to the sky, erupting, turning into a dazzling pillar of fire, piercing through the dome of the spirit world.

One of the great things about the outer gods is that they don't like to talk much. Therefore, knowing his fate and the momentary miss, He accepted his death very calmly and calmly fell into the endless abyss.

If you fail, you die, this is the most normal law of the starry sky.

Crane didn't move, just stood dumbfounded by the flaming flames, watching the rising pillar of fire.

He had spent almost all of his spirituality on this last sword, so he felt very tired now, and his mind was still a little blank.

Immediately after, countless spiritual brilliance appeared in Crane's eyes, those were basically extraordinary characteristics and symbols that Crane had never seen before, and after two glances, he saw those extraordinary characteristics rushing in a certain direction in front of him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The Lord of the Withered, nay, He is now the King of Decay.

The pathway is complete, and the essentia is complete.

He smiled at Klein.

The moment their eyes met, Klein suddenly stretched out his hand and clenched it hard in the direction he was:

"Banishment!!"

Klein could feel it.

Tremendous power was suddenly exerted upon the outer god with his words, blocking all his movements like a never-ending tidal wave, and then pushing him out of Crane's sight.

He used the power of the Source Fort, and naturally he was resisted by the other party's essentia, and the entire spirit world trembled violently and staggered.

At the same time, he also noticed that the resistance in his hand was gone, and the other party gave up all resistance as he said, and it could even be said that he couldn't wait, so that Crane could easily leave the imprint of the essentia oath on his body, and then push him into the dark starry sky.

The earth shook, and as the forbidden power expanded, the buildings and plants that had emerged from His essentia power were decaying and dying, the large pieces of falling rocks shattered and disappeared, and the thorns and plant roots that clinged to them also dried up to ashes, which could be broken free by twisting slightly.

The sound of the wind echoed and poured in, and the thrust was endless, even to the point of complete banishment.

Eventually, when it was all over, Klein slowly lowered his hand and let out a long breath.

He stood in the spirit realm, probably tired, probably relieved, and did not move for a long time.

……

He was pushed away from the barrier and into the starry sky, and the gods around the earth retreated some distance, as if they were afraid that this guy would suddenly fall ill because of the two essentia on his body.

The king of decay looked around his fellow citizens and rejoiced:

"You're still watching here, and if you don't leave now, what else do you want to do?"

"The planet has become like this, there is nothing to divide, is it waiting to see God and the excitement of the mysteries? Have you forgotten to watch what happens to them? ”

Speaking of this, many gods suddenly chose to leave, and the Decayed King bypassed his compatriots who still refused to leave, and let the spirits merge into the body, reunite into one, and wake up.

He moved his muscles, counted his gains, and prepared to leave the solar system, as far away as possible, and then find a place to sleep...... What a life on Earth!

He was about to leave, but a god leaned over and asked, with some curiosity and inquiry:

"You seem to have a good friendship with Mystery, so why don't you look for a chance to make a bigger deal and ask Him to banish you?"

The King of Decay looked at Him and replied casually as he walked away.

"There is a saying about the earth, and I like it very much."

"Don't expect God's mercy, that's probably what it means."

The Declining King hummed an unknown starry dittate and seemed to be in a very good mood, he always seemed to be in a good mood:

"This sentence is easy to understand when applied to people, and it is the same when applied to us."

"There is no need to expect kindness or hatred from other gods for you, and there is no need to be friends with them for the sake of survival, because neither good intentions nor bad intentions are safer than 'never meet.'"

"Mysteriously told me never to appear in front of Him, how could I have such a sweet dream! It wasn't a dream, oh my God, great!! ”

980

The demon of knowledge found a place to sit in the spirit world, not because he liked the spirit world, but because God outside was too annoying.

When Klein appeared before him, he already had a small table with the steaming pot of Pu'er tea on it.

Klein sat down beside him, and said nothing, and after taking a sip of tea, he whispered:

"Talk about the moon."

"You mentioned the moon and said it was your purpose?"

The Demon of Knowledge nodded, "Almost." ”

The moon is an astral body, and of course it can be seen during the day.

After the "Moon Palace Fairy" left, the color of the moon seemed to have become much lighter.

And when Klein opened the seal of the Western Continent, he seemed to rush directly to the mother nest there, and left this place where there are gods and mysterious rights and wrongs, and even the fallen mother goddess was led away, which was simply an unexpected joy.

The demon of knowledge looked up at the faded moon, and the countless souls that made up his consciousness expressed their joy and joy to him again - their people from the Western Continent were not very angry with the grievances and hatred of the world, and they had never tied up with anyone to have a community of interests, and the Demon of Knowledge could hand over the "Moon" without any scruples, because for the people of the Western Continent, there was only one "Moon".

It's a complex concept.

The moon is a star, a satellite of the earth, reflecting the sun's rays and shining at night, but it has become a carrier of countless people's spirits and thoughts.

In ancient times, the moon also had a name, and that was "Taiyin". Therefore, wherever the fallen mother goddess who has the uniqueness of the "red moon" goes, which planet will become the feminine "red moon", but there is only one moon for humans.

The Demon of Knowledge's gaze stayed on the moon, and even if he answered, he didn't look at Crane.

"In my judgment, leaving Earth is the best option, because I am not sure that I will take control of this planet with God."

“…… Sending the 'Red Moon' out was my choice and part of my plan. ”

Crane took a deep breath, wondering if it was because his mental state had regained a bit, and his temper was no longer as smelly and bad as that of the Lord of Mysteries. In the face of such concealment and use by the demon of knowledge, he didn't feel very angry, nor did he feel very offended, but he felt very puzzled:

"What are you doing this for?"

"The original plan was to lure the fallen Mother Goddess away from the 'moon', and I will leave while you stand in the way of the Mother Goddess and God. I plan to take this planet with me to a new place of residence in the future, and to return it to its true white and white appearance. If you can't find it, it's not difficult to take a satellite with Tianzhou all the time. ”

The demon of knowledge calmly replied:

"But you and God helped me, you let 'Auntie' attack God, and God chose to use the mother nest of the Western Continent to divert the tiger from the mountain. Your actions have given me some hope, and I have begun to hope for something almost impossible—maybe I can do it without taking the moon and the western continent with me, and I can work with you to get God and the brood out and tell them...... Behold, this is the moon, and this is the moon of our ancient homeland that we have sought for countless years. ”

Crane suddenly felt his heart beat heavily.

"Our civilization has not been destroyed at the end of the world, and our heritage has not been interrupted by the catastrophe of the pre-epoch."

"Our ancestors stood on this land and looked up to the silver moon, and so do we do today."

With those words, He finally lowered his head and looked back into Klein's eyes.

"Do you think I've betrayed you?"

"No, there is no betrayal or allegiance between us at all, we have no contractual relationship."

"There is no concept of friends in the starry sky, only temporary collaborators, and each of us is each other's enemies, just temporarily cooperating because of interests."

Klein smiled:

"You remember the long-cherished wishes of those who sacrificed to you, you seem to be more human than I am, you are like a god born of man."

"No, you are." The Demon of Knowledge retorted in the form of a human being, "My 'humans' only manifest on this planet, because humans are the only race that builds my database. If I return to the stars, I will be multi-racial, and humans will be just one of many races that believe in me. ”

"And you are born of a human being, and you will never forget that you are a human being, and if you forget, you are dead."

Crane exhaled and shook his head to interrupt the words of the Demon of Knowledge:

"Do you think it's possible for us to cast God out?"

"It's hard, even though you're not complete, He still seems to be a lot better than you."

"And what about Medici?"

"You mean the Scourge of Destruction?" The Demon of Knowledge paused, "If you can move Him, He will be a great help. ”

"And Ulorius." Klein was quite sure, "The two of them shouldn't mind." ”

“…… If this is the case, then even if you can't defeat him, you will be able to protect yourself, and maybe even make God suffer a big loss. The demon of knowledge weighed the combat power of both sides, "Keeping the earth and the people on it are two different things, almost everyone on this has been baptized by the sun, even if God is driven away, they will spontaneously believe in the sun forever and forever." ”

If the Demon of Knowledge really had such a certainty, he wouldn't have taken half of Intis away before the dust settled.

"You seem to be suggesting that I clean up the people of the earth."

Klein paused: "Need I remind you?" This kind of rhetoric really irritates me. ”

"I'm sorry."

The demon of knowledge simply apologized neatly: "So I said that this is just an unrealistic fantasy, I am already very satisfied with being able to take away the clean moon, and I will continue to pass on the culture of the 'moon' among the ethnic groups in the Western Continent, as for the humans on the earth, they only need to worship the sun in the future." ”

"So you took your believers and your inheritance early."

"yes. When you decide the winners, it's too late to leave. ”

After a moment of tacit silence, Klein asked:

"Then I'm going to declare war on God, will you be my ally this time?"

The Demon of Knowledge replied with silence, and when Crane thought he would not speak, he asked in a subtle tone:

"I've already packed my fleeing luggage, and it's shameless to put it back now."

"Since the seal has been opened, then I will go back to the Western Continent to continue the business first, and if you are ready, I haven't left yet, you can notify me at any time."

"By the way, today is the first day of the new year, if you need to, you can come to the Western Continent for the New Year."

"There wasn't much war over there, and the previous panic has now been dealt with. As for our traditions, Bethel Abraham obviously doesn't know anything about them, and if you have time to visit them, you might be able to help the Abrahams. ”

"Also, Tianzun has his own dojo in the Western Continent, there are not many disciples, but you are fine, according to your habits, those are also two angels."

"If you have time to be a guest, I'll introduce you."

With that, he took a few steps back, distanced himself from Crane, arched his hand, and walked towards the west without looking back.

——————

It's over, a rare tranquility.

Crane watched the demon of knowledge go and return, slipped to the sea and fished out a large piece of land in the north of the southern continent before returning.

And in the northern continent, magnificent hymns are playing.

The invisible Holy Spirit sang the praises of the coming of the new age, weeping with joy and reveling.

Crane looked away with just one look.

……

He felt that he should do something about it, and the next second, he appeared in the "City of Miracles", or "City of Miracles".

Thanks to the best efforts of Zarathu and Pales, the city was not greatly affected by the previous catastrophic wars, and the biggest loss may be the resurgence of the Creator faith caused by God's invasion of the subconscious ocean.

However, Klein has long linked the Lord of Silver City's faith with the true Creator, and these beliefs will not stir up any storms in a short period of time, and it will be good to slowly guide them in the future and let them re-believe in the "fools" with the help of education.

After all, the "fools" are the ones who really save them.

In the City of Miracles, Pales is "stealing" clear and sweet spring water from the distant mountains into the water pipes, and Zarathu is coaxing a few children in the Silver City, who are almost as tall as him, and the long gray beard is covered with colored paper and tied with a few bows that make people laugh and cry. His ravens mingled with the ravens of Paris, and when Crane looked up, he felt that the city he had built had unwittingly become a giant crow's nest.

Can't you change your demons?

Go back and ask Parles if he would be interested in using "pigeons" as his new image, now that his hair is gray.

As Crane walked slowly around the city, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the side, and he turned his head to see that it was Leonard.

Leonard looked at him dumbfounded, holding in his hand a stack of planks used to make furniture, but now the planks were scattered all over the ground, and he was still in a daze.

Crane looked at the plank and then at him, reached out and snapped his fingers, and the plank on the floor turned into a beautiful cabinet as required by the drawings that had fallen to the side. At this time, Leonard suddenly reacted, his face was flushed, and he looked embarrassed to want to speak but didn't dare to speak.

Klein felt a little funny:

"What did Parles warn you again?"

"—Crane!"

Leonard rushed up in three steps and two steps, standing nervously within a meter, his eyes scanning Klein's whole body up and down:

"You, are you okay? That's great! Just now, the old man told Zarathu in a weird way that they might be laid off again as soon as they took up their posts, which scared me......"

Crane almost laughed as he glanced back at Zarathu, who was shaky from telling stories to children in the Cathedral of the Fools, and turned to Leonard and said, "I'm fine, but I'm here to take you away." ”

"I still have a god war to fight, so I have to put you all in a safe place first, and then take it back when I win."

"If I lose, you can recuperate in your new home and live quietly......

God War! Leonard's words came to his lips again but did not come out, he looked at Klein helplessly with some loss, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Then you must take care."

Crane nodded, unable to say anything more.

Suddenly, he instinctively turned his head towards the side of the street, and saw a popsicle shop run by the people of Yuecheng more than ten meters away, and a silver-haired boy with some eyes was stuffing smoothies into his mouth while secretly looking at Klein.

Seeing Klein look over, he made a "come on" gesture and continued to lower his head to munch on the smoothie.

Klein had a flash of inspiration:

"It's time to rebuild a holy canon!"

In an instant, a thick gray mist flashed in front of many angels and even Leonard's eyes, and when they came back to their senses, everyone was already above the Source Castle.

Streams of crimson light rose from both sides of the long table at the same time, and the sudden summoning was clearly beyond everyone's expectations, and they and they were both stunned and surprised for a moment, and even looked at each other in embarrassment.

With a half-cut pipe in his hand and a string of monocles around his neck, and Zarathu with a beard of colorful stickers and pigtails, two high-ranking angels came to the Fort of Source for the first time, but they sat in a position that was not at all awkward, and they were also comfortable with the gifts of children hanging on their beards, which fully reflected what made me not embarrassed and embarrassed was someone else. But despite their efforts to sit in their seats in a dignified and reserved manner, their eyes continued to glance greedily in all directions of the Source Castle.

Then they also saw an acquaintance sitting directly across from them.

"Adam!"

The blonde priest looked at them with clear eyes and even waved hello.

Just when the atmosphere became a little awkward and weird, there was a slight noise, and the three angels looked together towards another seat not far away.

- I saw the symbol of the "wheel of fortune" appear behind the seat, and a boy who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old knelt on the chair so that he could keep himself above the shoulders above the bronze table.

He sat down, and the group realized that he was still holding a glass bowl and a spoon in his hand, and there were some uneaten chocolate-flavored smoothies in them. It looks like he was caught off guard and caught on top of the Source Fort.

"The president of the Council of Lives?"

"He has long been a friend of the 'fools.'"

"But when the hell did this happen? This old thing should have discovered the Source Fort a long time ago, but no one said anything, it's really hateful! ”

"There must be Klein mediating it, otherwise how could he still be alive after losing to Ulorius?"

"What are you doing with so many lenses around your neck, stupid!"

"Oh, that's my credit, you know."

The two old men looked at each other, and they both felt that they were watching the fire.

The arrival of several angels did not surprise the original young people of the Tarot Society, for the simple reason that they did not know these people at all.

The Sun Derik knew only Zarathu, so he nodded and saluted as soon as he came, and Gardelia the "Hermit" saw too many busy angels and saints in the church, and after one glance at these strangers, he felt that they were all unfathomable, and then turned his gaze; Leonard "Star" knew two of the oldest looking angels who had seen Adam, and immediately tried to stay away from Adam's location as if he were on the verge of a great enemy, while Hugh, Falls, and "Moon" did not know any of them.

But then, Hugh and Foers' eyes widened.

I saw the gray mist surge up, turning into a door, and the starlight spilled from it, and an existence with an extraordinary temperament slowly walked out of the door.

Zaratul bowed his head, and so did Paris, even if in a sense they were now equal in strength and on an equal footing, these two "juniors" who had grown up under the prestige and oppression of Mr. "Gate" still could not restrain their almost instinctive awe of Bethel Abraham.

There was a brief silence from the arrival of Bethel Abraham, who swept his gaze over the angels who had already chosen their place, and after a moment on Adam's body, he found a position on the other side that kept their distance from them and opposite Falls.

Ignoring the twisted expression on Furs's desire to burrow under the table, he said calmly:

"You've been doing really well lately."

"The progress of playing digestion is at the forefront of the entire Abraham family, and I am ready for you to mentor the younger generation."

"Your teacher is also proud of you, and has complimented you more than once with the rest of your family."

Furs's squirming stopped, and she looked at Bethel in amazement, but then she became proud of an angel boasting about herself in front of many high-ranking beings, friends, and even Mr. "Fool", and the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably and became shy.

"Actually, I ...... too"

"I hope you keep up the good work, and in three days, I will accept your learning results at this stage, and I believe that your travel notes will be better than others."

"I, I will, Mr. Bethel......"

Forth maintained her pride for less than two seconds before Bethel knocked her back into shape, and her face turned pale, her lips pursed for a long time, and finally she began to create a new document in her mind restlessly.

They also found that the other "newcomers" were "afraid", "not afraid" and "ignoring" of Mr. Bethel Abraham, and the observant Hugh and Forth realized one thing in an instant:

These newcomers may be basically angels!

Even if those two old gentlemen seemed to be afraid of Mr. Bethel, they were at least the Sages!

And the fact that they are here together proves that they are all very likely to be subordinates of Mr. Fool, or will be!

Oh, my God!

They looked at each other, and the excitement caused Forth to throw the new document out of his head that had not yet been titled.

Alger was also acutely aware of something through the name "Bethel", and his breathing became a little heavy, but this time, his terrifying conjectures about "The Fool" finally came true.

Leonard had glanced at Bethel a few more times, but after the name of "Magician" was called, he suddenly didn't dare to look up like Paris.

Only the "moon" remained in condition, looking at the newcomers curiously.

Although no one spoke, everyone could feel that the atmosphere was lively, and everyone was waiting for Mr. "Fool" to speak.

Crane looked at everyone's expressions, as well as the five angels, and couldn't help but feel a secret in his heart. But if he laughed at so many people at the tarot meeting, Bethel would certainly not want to give himself an angel.

At the top of the mottled long table, Klein, who was already a real "fool", tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and said in a low voice:

"It's an impromptu gathering."

Everyone looked at each other, and Pales, who knew the flow of the Tarot Society, was the first to stand up, and the others followed closely behind, greeting Mr. "Fool".

Klein nodded slightly.

"The All-Knowing Almighty will have a battle with me for this planet, and all the humans on it."

Tarot will be quiet, some people will be tempted to fight for the ownership of the planet, familiar with the existence of the "old days" are silent, and those who are not familiar with it already know the grievances between the "fool" and the creator, no one asks questions, but they all wait for Klein to continue.

"Until then, I'll move you out and pick you up when the winners are decided."

There was another implication that Klein didn't say, but everyone understood. The members of the Tarot Society have long known that the "Fool" is a resurrected ancient god, and it is not surprising that the only reason for his sleep is to fight and serious injuries. Several angels glanced at each other a few times, except for Bethel and Adam, who did not squint, and finally accepted the loss that the establishment they had just been admitted to might not be gone in a few decades.

"Don't worry, someone will protect you."

Here it comes! I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time!

Crane pressed the corners of his mouth up, his gaze swept over several angels, Adam was the first to stand up, and Crane also took the opportunity to introduce.

"Fantasy angel, Adam."

"He was the king of ancient times, the firstborn son of the ancient sun god, and now he is here, and he is still a 'fantasy angel'."

Darek looked up, just in time to see Adam's clear golden eyes watching him, as if he had discovered his identity. Adam smiled at him, then sat back. Darek was a little embarrassed, but he felt some kindness in his heart for the approachable eldest son of God.

The Son of the Creator became the angel of the "Fool", but the Creator himself was an enemy of Mr. "The Fool"? Alger's eyes flashed, and he felt that there seemed to be something strange in it, but he couldn't grasp the gist for a while.

With Adam taking the lead, Will also straightened up from his chair, and the young man's voice was still a little immature:

"I'm Will."

"Well, you may not know about me, and I'm really not famous. I had a group of students who formed a place called the School of Life, and I had to be the speaker there, as you may have heard. Mr. Fool saved my life, so I came to be His angel. ”

Everyone was taken aback by the child's identity, and after relieving himself, Alger cautiously asked the sun:

"He has silver hair, isn't he the 'mercury angel' who ...... 'most favored by fools'?"

Darik hadn't actually seen Will himself, he had only seen Ulorius. His gaze lingered on Will's silver hair for a few seconds, and he whispered:

“…… Should? ”

Everyone nodded in understanding, and Zarathu looked at the smug Will, his eyes even more strange.

"This old thing is even on the holy scriptures!"

"It's so damning! When is the matter! ”

Diagonally opposite Will is Zarathu. When it came to him, Zarathu couldn't help but be a little afraid, on the one hand, he felt that this was an opportunity, the "fool" was easy to speak, and he said that he was a high rank, and Klein might be able to agree. But it was "secret" after all, and Zarathu was a little afraid to speak.

He stood up and introduced Himself simply:

"Zarathu."

"Once the leader of the Esoteric Order, now the gatekeeper of the church of Mr. 'Fool'."

His posture was very low, and he used a move to retreat into advance, so that Crane, who is still good at human nature, is a little embarrassed. So as Zarathu looked at him expectantly, Klein added blithelessly:

"The people of Silver City and Moon City praise you, and your merits and kindness need not be said."

"You are already an angel under my seat, and you will still be the first person in charge of the City of Miracles in the future."

"Praise be to you!"

Zarathu sat down with restraint of joy.

"Palles Zoroaster." As soon as Pallis stood up, Klein took the initiative to speak, "He is the 'Angel of Time' in ancient times, who has long been related to me, and who has helped me in times of crisis, and now he has come to my seat. ”

Realizing that Klein was deliberately confusing Amon with himself, Pales immediately agreed:

"May I ring the bell of heaven for you."

…… It's a little embarrassing, what are you talking about. Crane pursed his lips, and finally, he looked at Bethel.

Out of respect for the "fool," Bethel Abraham stood up, a little curious about how Klein was going to introduce himself.

Klein's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and after two seconds of silence, he spoke solemnly:

"He is the Gate of All Gates, the Leader of the Endless Starry Sky."

"Bethel Abraham, you are still Mr. 'Gate', not called an angel. This is the honorific title you have earned for yourself, and I will not take it away. ”

Immediately after, he paused, and said seemingly casually:

"If I'm asleep, you're the manager here."

Tarot would suddenly set off a silent storm, and Bethel himself's expression did not change in the slightest as everyone watched, and he nodded in agreement with a very light attitude, and made an oath, without the slightest sign of flattery.

So many angels ...... "Moon" looked at it a little hot, and they had further thoughts in their hearts, but they withered because the high sequence was a yin sign.

"You'd better come back alive, though." Bethel said as he sat down.

Crane nodded, looking at the group again.

"Don't worry, of course I have my allies too."

Slowly leaning back in his chair, a smile appeared on his lips:

"The gods of knowledge and mysteries, the gods of fate, the gods of war, they have enemies in common with me, and I am not alone."

"You will be protected by the god of mysteries."

Gardelia, who had already begun to think about something else, reflexively raised her head when she heard the name of the god. She looked at the crowd with some surprise, and inexplicably began to look forward to showing them the many latest scientific research results of the Church of Mysteries.

"After that, I will respond to prayers as normal. There are many things to come, and the tarot will continue every Monday, and if there is any other need, pray in advance and wait for a response. ”

Speaking of this, Klein felt that there was nothing more to say, so he nodded:

"That's all for this gathering."

The members of the Tarot Society were a little excited, after hearing the war of the gods and seeing so many angels, everyone felt that their brains were dizzy, as if they had just gone through a hearty study, and their brains were so full of knowledge that it was difficult to think.

They stood up at the same time as them, and bowed solemnly to the top of the long mottled table:

"Your will is my will."

"May you be victorious, Mr. 'Fool'!"

"Don't make the mobilization meeting like a memorial service......" a teenager's voice muttered quietly.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, the young people didn't dare to laugh, and the already not too sad atmosphere was diluted a lot, and Klein couldn't help laughing.

Crane waited until they were finished before he lifted the maintenance, and watched the crimson starlight spread out and quickly became quiet.

After enjoying a quiet moment on the Fort of the Source, Crane lowered his head and took out the "Magic Mirror" Arodes from his arms:

"Are you scared?"

On the surface of the ancient silver mirror, the water swayed, and the miserable white words outlined:

"Don't be afraid."

In the next second, Arodes asked his own question according to the rules:

"Great master, are you afraid?"

The corners of Klein's mouth moved slightly:

"I'm afraid."

"But I'm also looking forward to it."

"Because, this is the path I have long been determined to take."

After saying that, he stood up, took a step, took the "magic mirror", opened a door with starlight, and pierced through it.

Behind the door, blue bricks and white tiles spread out in front of Klein's eyes, fireworks bloomed in the black night sky, and red lanterns hung in every house. Sugar paintings, fried chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes are fragrant, and thousands of homes are brightly lit and people laugh and laugh to welcome the new year.

Crane stared at all of this for a long, long time, a smile on his face.

He walked into the door and joined the crowd celebrating Chinese New Year's Eve, his steps became brisk, the clothes on his body naturally changed into civilian clothes in the style of the Western Continent, and an elderly woman on the road was handing out small hand-held fireworks to the children, seeing that he was not very old, he also stuffed one into his hand.

"Happy New Year." The old woman smiled and waved.

This language is very similar to the Chinese he is familiar with, or rather, after thousands of years of changes and inheritance, Chinese is still what he can understand.

"Happy New Year!" He blinked and smiled in response, crackling with a firework stick in his hand, a bright glow reflected in his eyes.

He walked slowly, and the fireworks stick could not be burned in his hand, and a child stared at the magic firework stick, and he shoved it over.

A huge and beautiful firework explodes in the sky, and the little ones are immediately attracted to attention. When he turned his head to thank the friendly stranger, he found that the other party had long disappeared and dissolved into the bustling crowd on Chinese New Year's Eve, becoming the most ordinary part.

He is not Klein Moretti now, he is not the Master of Mysteries, and he is not Mr. Fool.

The magnificence of the starry sky has nothing to do with him, but the fireworks on the earth are the most important.

He is Zhou Mingrui, ready to buy some New Year's goods and gifts on the road, and go to a friend's house to celebrate the New Year together.

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