"My father is on his deathbed, and he told me not to grieve over his death, death is not the end, and that after the death of our family members will enter the secret kingdom of our ancestors, and they will always exist to protect their families."

"I can't understand, I can't contain my sadness."

……

"While sorting through my father's belongings, I found a page of parchment in his collection, which seemed to be a mystical honorific name."

“…… Incarnation. ”

“…… Marvel. ”

"City of the Dead......."

……

"What is the fate of the House of Antigonus? Does the Secret Kingdom Really Exist? ”

……

"War, chaos, ......"

……

"In many places, industries have been destroyed by the war, and I have to travel around to deal with it."

"The extraordinary power of the family has been hit hard, and in order to replenish the strength of the family, the elders of the clan have asked me to become an extraordinary person."

"The extraordinary path that the Antigonus family has mastered is the 'Diviner' path, and the low-level people of this path have little combat power, and I must become at least a mid-sequence in the shortest possible time. ”

Ciris and Haynas worked through the manuscript as they translated, connecting the deciphered words into intelligible sentences.

Not all of the words on the notes can be translated, some of them cannot be found in the dictionary, and some passages seem to be strange symbols, not Gufsak, and cannot be translated at all.

The translation of the first two pages of the note tells them that it was a note from someone from the family of Antigonus, a great nobleman of the Solomonic Empire in the Quaternary Age.

"A family that has mastered the path of a "soothsayer". The Esoteric Society also has this path. Could this be related? ”

Siris muttered to himself as he looked at the translated notes.

When it was daybreak, Siris' servant found that his master, who had been an early riser, had not gotten up for breakfast, and that his friend had not left the house all night.

The maid couldn't help but think about it in her mind, but thinking of the age of her master and the appearance of her guests, she decisively extinguished her cranky thoughts.

The maid came to the door of the living room and knocked softly on the door, asking if the master had gotten up and if he needed to prepare breakfast.

Hearing the servant's inquiry, Siris said to Henus, "Let's go to breakfast first, and then you will also go back and rest, we need more information for a better translation of this notebook." ”

……

In a dark storage room sealed by a higher level of power, a golden oil lamp in the shape of a kettle floats out of thin air, and the mouth of the kettle suddenly spews out a strange substance with a viscous texture like light and shadow like water, which is condensed and stretched in the continuous change of light and shadow, presenting the image of a man in gorgeous robes.

The figure had a clear and true color, surrounded by a faint light golden mist, which was erratic and distorted into various indescribable shapes.

I can finally come out and breathe, and the feeling of being in prison is really indescribable!

Wang Zichuan only felt that there was no mouth for the groove.

It's been months since I traveled to the mysterious world, and I've started the old days, but after all this time, I still can't get out of the spawn point, and I'm still squatting in the lamp and not free.

It's a shame for the traverser!

Why do I see that no matter how hellish the situation is at the beginning, other traversers will quickly get out of the predicament, slap their faces all the way up, and rise to the top. For example, three years to become a god and five years to become a god.

Wang Zichuan complained that he didn't hang up and couldn't punch God and kick Tianzun, while trying his own abilities and limitations.

For such a long time, he didn't do anything but harass Bernardette, through a more open mind and a broader experience on paper, he thought that he could follow the example of Mr. Ke to summon himself, respond to his own commotion, try to make a wish to himself, and then realize his own wishes, and then distort his wishes, to achieve a certain range of freedom from the seal of the magic lamp, to reveal more power to the outside world, and try to use his high-level personality to influence the low-order extraordinary people in this way, so as to achieve the goal of leaving and gain more freedom.

Wang Zichuan felt his own state, his image was no longer the golden figure before, it became more realistic and more like an ordinary spirit, with a semi-illusory and translucent body with distinct colors.

He looked around Bernadette's pantry, sighed for a moment that the parent's child was like a treasure, and then floated to the edge of the invisible seal, trying to cut through the thick spiritual wall. Then, he shamefully failed.

He sensed the low-level people in the range again, and found that there was only one one with a smile. Fortunately, there is another one, after all, there are not many people in the secret base of the mysterious queen.

Feeling the barrier of the invisible seal, Wang Zichuan thought about it for a while and decided to make a wish to himself again.

"I hope there is a hole in the seal in front of me that only I can pass through."

The reason why he didn't wish that the seal of the collection room disappeared would most likely trigger Bernadette's inspiration and make her come to check it out.

After saying that, he mobilized the characteristics of the miracle master in the magic lamp and his ability to bend the rules, and realized his wish.

He randomly assigns a person in the perceptual range, calculates his own wishes to this person, and directly associates the bearer with the wisher, twisting the rules and bypassing Bernadette. After all, as an old man with a "conscience", he didn't want to kill Bernadette. Otherwise, as long as he keeps making wishes, any wielder will die at any time, and it all depends on his mood.

As he mobilized his strength to fulfill his wish, a strange hole appeared in the seal, like a big hole directly poked by some force, enough for him to pass through easily.

He wandered out of the collection room, wandering haphazardly through the castle's empty halls and deserted corridors. He didn't try to enter any room to avoid touching the spiritually astute extraordinary.

He floated out of the emerald palace and saw the undulating sea.

That's nice!

This feeling of freedom!

This world is full of mysteries!

After quietly admiring the magnificent sea for a while, Wang Zichuan decided to make more preparations for his freedom.

With a occult connection to the extraordinary properties of this path, Wang Zichuan quickly found the extraordinary person of the Black Emperor path.

His name is Dieted Meyer, and he is the bribe of Sequence 7.

Wang Zichuan silently stared at the sleeping Dieter, the bribe had no signs of being alarmed at all, and was still in a deep sleep.

In the dream, the scene where Dieted is located suddenly changes, and he returns to Conston who is most familiar to him.

Here, he forgets that he is extraordinary, and he seems to have decided that he is only the only son of a small factory owner in Conston City.

Although his father, a small factory owner, could not provide him with a luxurious life, he also lived a prosperous life since he was a child, and after graduating from school, he did not have to worry about employment, and he was always taken by his father to learn how to run the family factory so that he could inherit the family business in the future.