Above the gray mist, Crane muttered in a low voice:

"Is my anchor enough?"

If you want to be an angel, you need potions, rituals, and enough anchors.

The first two Klein are not worried, the only question is whether his 'anchor' is enough!

Theoretically, his anchor is sufficient.

Even if these anchors are not enough and not stable enough, Klein is only going to be promoted to Sequence 2 after all, not to become a god.

In the final analysis, the reason why he hesitated was because of fear-

The fear of the unknown, the fear of the future, the fear of gains and losses!

Whoever becomes an angel will inevitably be affected by extraordinary characteristics, becoming more and more ruthless, more and more cruel, more and more disregarding life, and must have enough anchors to maintain humanity.

This is not something that can be avoided by completely digesting the potion in the previous stage and mastering the 'playing method', when Russell the Great walked so smoothly in the early part, he almost changed when he reached the angel rank of Sequence 2, and he was close to losing control.

As for the angels that Klein knew, they were all normal on the surface, but he had no way of knowing what they actually looked like and what they were like when they were hiding behind the scenes.

But one thing is for sure, any angel will be influenced by the primordial to a greater or lesser extent!

If Sequence 4 and Sequence 3 can obtain a long life, then a Sage really doesn't have much motivation to promote to angel - after all, the higher the sequence, the closer it is to the primordial.

This is also why Katarina, who was already a demigod during the War of the Four Emperors, has only been promoted from Sequence 4 to Sequence 3 for more than a thousand years, because she is afraid of the negative effects of becoming an angel.

Sequence 3 of the Witch Path is 'Ageless Witch', and she has a much longer life than Sequence 3 of the other pathways, so she has enough confidence to give up Promotion Sequence 2.

But I have no choice, let alone a way out...... After a brief moment of silence, Crane sighed silently.

Klein knew that if he didn't want to be promoted, Ember wouldn't force him.

Instead, Ember will help him untie his special connection to the Source Castle, allowing him to be a free demigod who doesn't have to be bound by anything. As for the position of the 'Fool', Ember could have found someone else to take his place, such as Mr. 'Gate'.

Mr. 'Gate', who has fallen into Sequence 2, accepts the reality calmly and is content with everything he has now - at least he is still alive, at least he is free from the control of the outer gods and can live freely.

But if Ember gave Him a chance to become a 'fool', Mr. 'Gate' would certainly not refuse.

And as long as someone replaces him, Klein doesn't have to endure all of this.

He can just be Mr. 'World' and no longer pretend to be a 'fool'.

But Klein knows better that it's not Ember who is forcing him, it's 'Tianzun' who is forcing him, it's himself who is forcing himself!

He is different from everyone else, others have choices, but Crane's life is planned.

Therefore, he will inevitably take the path of 'soothsayer', and he will inevitably continue to improve his sequence in the various crises that are looming step by step.

Eventually, he will become a perfect stand-in for the resurrection of the Celestial Venerable.

The higher his sequence, the closer the connection with the 'Source Castle', the higher the possibility of Tianzun's recovery, and the more dangerous the situation!

But as Lu Xun said: the effect of force is mutual.

The higher his sequence, the more confident he will be to rebel against Tianzun!

What's more, he himself is not willing to give up!

It's all come to this point, just give up like this, Klein himself won't be reconciled!

After all

"It's coming."

Klein laughed at himself, but his mood was much lighter.

Maybe it's because he's made up his mind, or maybe he's letting go of his knots.

But in any case, he was ready to come to his senses.

"Whew!"

Crane took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand, spreading spirituality, touching the crimson star that symbolized Grossell.

——

The Giant's Court, the residence of the Giant King.

Grossell, who was hesitating, suddenly saw a flash in front of his eyes, and saw a crimson tide gushing out of the void, and instantly drowned himself.

He saw the boundless white mist, the majestic palace, and the ancient mottled bronze table.

And at the top of the long table, a figure shrouded in a thick gray mist, stared at him condescendingly!

That is the oracle of the 'fool'.

Grossel came back to his senses, looked at the crowd waiting for an answer in front of him, and said:

"You can go over."

Colin immediately understood that he was the only one who could pass because he was the only one who recited the name of the 'Fool'.

Colin commanded in a deep voice:

"Derick, pray to the 'fools.'"

When Derrick heard this, he did not hesitate to recite it reverently in the language of giants:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

Seeing this, the other members of the exploration team immediately scrambled to follow Darik's example, reciting the honorific name of the 'Fool' with great skill:

"A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious lord above the gray mist, and a king of yellow and black who rules good fortune......"

Although they all knew that this time they were just going to explore the way, as long as all went well, they would return and bring everyone else in Silver City with them.

But no one wants to let go of this opportunity, they can't wait to see what the outside world is like!

Colin didn't stop him, just looked at Lovia to the side.

He knew that the other party believed in the 'true creator', and he could guess that the relationship between the 'true creator' and the 'fool' was not very 'harmonious', so he did not intend to force the other party to change his faith, even if it was just to recite the honorific names of other beings.

Colin thought for a moment, and just wanted to tell the other party that he didn't have to be reluctant, and that he could wait for them to come back here.

But before he could speak, the elder in a purple-striped black robe with a gorgeous and generous face recited very reverently:

"Fools who don't belong to this era......"

Colin was silent, and his words of persuasion could not be spoken.

"Can we get over?"

After reciting the name of the 'Fool', Derrick asked seriously.

Grossel scratched his head and said in an urn:

"Yes."

Mr. 'Fool' didn't say no, he didn't say yes.

"You'll have to wait a while."

The more Grossel thought about it, the more confident he became, and said in a 'low' voice:

"It will take the evening to pass."

"Why at night?"

The hearts of the people of Silver City are full of incomprehension, and they live in the Godforsaken Lands with an instinctive fear of the night.

And outside the open gray-blue gate, the golden sea and the ubiquitous light deeply shocked the soul, making them subconsciously hold their breath, reluctant to give up such a beautiful scenery.

"Chief."

Everyone in Silver City subconsciously looked at Colin.

"Wait."

Colin commanded in a deep voice, and everyone in Silver City didn't say anything more, just concentrated on admiring the beautiful scenery.

After a while, the golden sea was suddenly shrouded in darkness.

In the depths of the darkness, a faint fog can be seen, and in the mist, there is a black church with a spire and various buildings, giving people a sense of reality and fantasy.

Daerrick and the others looked at the misty town and the shadowy pedestrians in confusion, unable to understand what was going on.

This is not the darkness they are familiar with.

At this moment, Grossell glanced at Derrick, who naturally radiated pure brilliance on his body, and commanded:

"Follow me."

Without waiting for the others to respond, the giant stepped first, through the gate, down the stone staircase outside, step by step into the darkness.

"Keep up."

Colin commanded, and led the fearful people of Silver City into the darkness.

In the thick darkness, they walked up the stairs when their eyes suddenly lit up, and they saw an orange glow and a black monastic building.

Before they knew it, they had walked to the opposite side of the 'Giant King's Court', separated from the sea of orange clouds where they had been.

Giant Grossel Urn Sound Urn Breath Channel:

"You'll need to wait here for a while, and you can find a place to rest."

"It's better not to leave the church, otherwise it's easy to get lost in the depths of your dreams."

"Dreams?"

The people of Silver City felt a little incredible, they were obviously in reality just now, why did they suddenly appear in a dream?

The members of the exploration team were full of questions, but they didn't ask any more questions, didn't take any breaks, and still stood still, patiently waiting.

As the minutes passed, the dazzling sunlight suddenly shone into the world, making everything white, and then faded and disappeared.

They saw the golden ocean again, and felt the terrifying aura that they and the others did not dare to look at directly.

However, unlike before, they were on an island, and behind them were clusters of large, golden, smiling strange plants, and that state without a hint of depravity and distortion made every member of the exploration team sincerely experience the joy of life.

It's really out...... It's really a different world...... Annatier and the others couldn't contain a joyful exclamation in their hearts!

"Praise the 'fools'!"

A sudden impulse surged in Darek's heart, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, kissed the earth under his feet, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Colin was silent for a moment when he saw this scene, and then he heard the joyful and choked voices of the people of Silver City:

"Praise the 'fools'!"

"Praise the 'fools.'" Lovia, who believes in the 'true creator', whispered.

Colin was silent for a moment, and also softly recited the name of the Fool:

"Praise the 'fools.'"

At this moment, Colin suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and a figure appeared in his field of vision at some point.

It was a middle-aged man, with an old-fashioned face, hair that was void black, mixed with a small amount of white hair, and blue eyes that rippled and cascaded.

The middle-aged man introduced himself with a gentle smile on his face and in a kind tone:

"I am the attendant of Mr. 'Fool', the Angel of Secrets, Bethel."

"I am walking here on behalf of the 'fool' to welcome the arrival of all of you in Silver City."

"Praise the 'fools.'"

Derick reverently recited a sentence and said respectfully, "Thank you for your help, Your Highness Bethel. ”

He had learned about some of the customs of the beliefs of the Northern Continent -

In the major churches, if there are demigods of angelic rank walking on the earth, the suffix 'Your Highness' should be added to the face to show respect, and similarly, the representative of the will of the gods such as the pope, the pope, and the patriarch should be added 'crown', and in addition, for the head of a religion, it can also be called 'apostolic seat' and 'holy see'.

Bethel Abraham accepted his thanks with a smile on his face, then looked at the tall giant beside him and said:

"Angel of Dusk, leave it to me here."

"Huh?"

Grossel scratched his head before realizing that the Angel of Dusk was calling out to himself.

Although he didn't know each other, since they were all angels under the 'Fool's seat', there should be no problem.

Moreover, didn't the 'fool' say anything either?

Thinking so, Grossell nodded to Bethel and the people of Silver City, and his figure disappeared into the sunlight.

"Angel of Dusk?"

There is still a dreamlike feeling in the hearts of everyone in Silver City, that seemingly innocent giant is actually an angel?!

——

"Angel of Secrets, Angel of Dusk......"

Above the gray mist, Klein resisted the urge to cover his face, amused and helpless in his heart.

Can you not add drama to yourself like this?

The character of this 'door' gentleman is really a bit unexpected.

I'm afraid I didn't learn from Russell the Great, right?

But Mr. 'Gate' is now his angel after all, and it is really impossible to say it without a name.

And he had to thank the other party for giving him the name 'Angel of Secret' instead of 'Angel of the Gate', 'Angel of the Gatekeeper' or 'Angel of the Door'. As for Grossell's 'Angel of Twilight', it also sounds pretty good, quite imposing.

And if you calculate it this way, there are actually quite a few 'fools' sitting down angels.

'Angel of Mystery' Bethel, 'Angel of Dusk' Grossell, 'Angel of Death' Mr. Azik, 'Angel of Mercury' Will Unsetin, 'Headless Angel' Renette......

"Bengbu stayed."

Klein covered his face, there are many of these angels, but most of them may not know that they are the angels of the 'fools', and they don't know that the 'fools' are not even angels.

Crane sighed and waved his hand to summon a few items from the 'clutter pile'—

I don't know the extraordinary characteristics of the 'miracle master' stripped from half of the 'fool' or from Zarathu, the star worm provided by the Abraham family, the time worm provided by the poet's classmate's grandfather, and the blood obtained from half of the 'fool', which is a full 300 milliliters.

Except for the Miracle Master's extraordinary properties, everything else is just a support material.

After preparing the materials, he took out an iron pot and threw three hundred milliliters of blood from the dark demon wolf into it, and then put in the 'Time Worm' just now and the 'Star Worm' that shimmered brightly.

The dark black and reddish liquid in the iron pot then became dark, the surface was transparent and clean, and the deep whirlpools were surging.

Without hesitation, Klein picked up the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Miracle Master'.

Its shape is as transparent as a heart, crystal, but from time to time it emits small bubbles, each of which seems to hide a kind of illusion.

When this extraordinary property comes into contact with the liquid in the iron pot, it immediately blends in, causing the darkness to condense and become deep, so that there seem to be endless eyes inside opening at the same time.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Crane poured the concocted 'Miracle Master' potion into a glass bottle and brought it into the real world through a bestowal ritual.

In the Sunia Sea, on a mist-shrouded uninhabited island, Klein, who had been directly 'teleported', looked at the potion in his hand, his eyes flickered for a few seconds, and he quickly calmed down.

Crane picked up the potion and poured the liquid into his mouth.

It's a matter of success or failure!