Crane withdrew his knife, and after being sliced by the Blade of Flesh, a green flame suddenly burned on Ince Zangwill's corpse.

At the same time as Klein spoke, the knife in his hand was already swinging. He wasn't prepared to leave Ince Zangwill a chance to refute and say his last words, and he didn't care what the enemy had to say.

Klein's mood was extremely calm at this time, and he raised his hands and watched the darkness around him gradually dissipate.

It's over...... Crane sighed a little in dismay, he solved the first threat he had encountered since the crossing, but he couldn't help but have some mixed emotions in his heart.

Crane put his emotions behind him, grabbed the trench coat he was wearing and slammed it into the air.

Golden vines, carved abstract rubber masks, red bark and other auxiliary materials flew in the air. Crane took out a box containing extraordinary properties from his bosom, broke open the sealed spiritual wall inside, and held the box in his hand.

Under the guidance of the spirit, these things gradually blended together and gradually melted, forming a strangely colored liquid in the air.

Crane opened his mouth, and a clear straw spread to the spot where the potion liquid was. The cold potion was poured into his mouth through an air straw, paralyzing Klein even to his soul.

He felt his spirit rise and rise, and suddenly he came from the ground to the sky. He felt like a supreme deity, looking down on every life below.

Each of these beings seems to have an invisible thread connected to their bodies, and with the touch of his fingers, he can manipulate them, make them puppets on the stage, and make them perform a grand drama.

Klein resisted the urge in his heart to manipulate these threads to control all life. He fused and detached his spirit from this perspective, and the next moment, the power of the potion radiated in his body, like a closed net of silk threads.

Intense pain echoed through his body as the silk threads fell, and his spirit and soul seemed to be divided by these silk threads, dividing himself into countless tiny parts.

Any person, any personality he has performed; Klein from this era, Zhou Mingrui from the earth.

These "hes" all appeared at the same time, dividing Klein's spirit into countless pieces.

His body was inexorably pale with pale flesh buds, which seemed to have vitality and continued to grow outward, turning into transparent worms.

Under the sunlight, one after another three-dimensional cascading mystical symbols grew from the bodies of these translucent worms. They seem to connect higher and lower, and these symbols represent some kind of indescribable concept.

As Crane's spirit was divided, a gray mist echoed around Crane, causing him to gradually drape himself in a dark black robe.

Two dark yellow streaks outlined the inside of the robe, rendering outward. Illusory thin black lines emerged around him, blending together to form strange tentacles.

In just a moment, the tentacles on his body were raised, and all parts of his soul were reduced to pieces and merged into each worm. In his senses, everything around him seemed to have become an abstract spiritual realm, but he could see the pedestrians around him.

- Parcels, pedestrians?

Klein subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and he glanced at Ince Zangwill, who had just been killed by himself, in the distance out of the corner of his eye, only to find that the flames burning on his corpse had suddenly extinguished.

Klein's spirit subconsciously alerted, he looked a little farther away and found an "old acquaintance".

A familiar yet terrifying figure stood behind Ince Zangwill, and Amon smiled and waved at Crane, causing Crane's thoughts to explode.

Amon's somewhat vicious voice sounded in Klein's ears:

"I stole Ince Zangwill's fate, which means I'm now equivalent to Ince Zangwill."

"In that case, you didn't finish the murder of Ince Zangwill, you didn't finish the ritual."

"So, how do you fight against the spiritual imprint in the potion, how do you fight the power in the potion?"

Amon continued to babble, but Crane couldn't hear him anymore.

His consciousness seemed to be divided into countless parts in an instant, indifferent, insane, and evil. All kinds of negative emotions were born in one "Klein", which made his promotion ceremony unstable all of a sudden.

The corners of Amon's mouth turned up slightly, and he stood there without moving, just quietly waiting for Crane to lose control.

For the extraordinary, the end of loss of control is not death, Crane has the power of the Source Castle, and if he dies here, it will be the most troublesome for Amon. With the power of the Source Fort on Crane's body, Amon has no way to accurately locate Klein's location, so as to find the owner behind the Source Castle.

But if Crane gets out of control on the spot, he can try to mobilize the power of the Source Fort while Crane can't mobilize it. Steal Klein's fate of possessing part of the power of the Source Castle, or use his connection with the "Master of the Source Castle" behind him to search for the location of the Source Castle.

Although he was repeatedly questioned why he wanted to become the "Lord of Mysteries", Amon never gave up his desire to compete for the position of Lord of Mysteries.

Amon calmly watched Crane's state, his expression quite calm.

And Crane's current state is even worse, because of the sudden incompleteness of the promotion ceremony, he has the sequelae of taking a potion under the incomplete promotion ceremony. He was impressed enough by his hunt for the demigod Ince Zangwill to be able to combat some of the spiritual erosions, but the occult feedback was inadequate.

After all, in the records of the spirit world, Ince Zangwill is not dead now, but just standing in front of Crane, watching Crane, the "murderer", rise to demigod.

Do I have to use the anchor of the "fool" in Silver City to stabilize my state? No, the anchor there must not be used, and once that is done, my humanity will be completely erased, and I will consider myself the god of Silver City, the fool of their faith......

Whew, that seems like a good ending? Klein thought subconsciously.

Under the influence of the ritual failure, Crane's consciousness was already somewhat blurred.

He was indifferent and indifferent to think about the best way to deal with it, at this time his humanity had become a little weak, and even if he refused to stabilize his state with the anchor of faith in himself, he still had no way to restrain his humanity that was gradually lost under the effect of potions.

He covered his face, his lips slightly upturned in the palm of his hand, and his smile almost grinned at the base of his ears. If anyone could see his eyes, they would see that a frenzied and cruel look had flashed in them.

No, that's not the case. I only knew that Ulorius, the angel of fate, had largely stopped Amun, who was chasing me, but I didn't think that there was an Adam factor in it.

Under Adam's "arrangement", Ulorius could not completely block Amun's tracking.

If I had known this, I would have had the true Creator move me to Godforsaken Lands when it was over.

Once there, there will be no one else who will hinder my promotion ceremony, and the seal of the Godforsaken Lands is not the same as the power of the Source Castle, even if my position has left the scene of the theatrical performance, I will not be disturbed by others during the ceremony.

Crane was like a cold machine, listing the things he had overlooked. He suddenly felt the great wisdom that divinity brought him, and even indulged in divinity a little.

For ordinary people, such a power is very close to "omniscient", and at some times they can even review their own things without missing a trace.

- That's how Lao Gao made the best choice, right?

Crane was startled, and tried his best to collect his consciousness and gradually get himself out of this state.

But the most fundamental problem is still unsolved, due to the incompleteness of the ritual, Klein can only watch his consciousness become weaker and weaker, as if splitting into countless supreme selves, standing in the infinite heavens and treating everything in this world as playthings.

Do I really need to get those anchors in Silver City to help me through the failure of the ritual? In this way, it may be a better choice to become the gentle god "Fool" that Silver City believes in than to get out of control.

Klein gritted his teeth and thought about it, but in the end, he still didn't accept the cognitive stability that those anchors brought to him, I don't know if he was unwilling, or because the divinity that gradually merged with Crane gave him a better idea.

No, I should have a better way! It's impossible for other "Puppet Masters" to be promoted to "Sorcerers" using this method, but I can!

The promotion ceremony of the "Master of the Secret Puppet" only requires me to "direct a grand drama and murder a demigod mainly through my own power", but as I thought before, even if I hunt Sequence Three, it will not affect the effect of the ceremony, and it will even be better.

All I lack now is the fact that I murdered a demigod, Ince Zangwill is not good enough to be the final villain of the play, and I, the protagonist, have not escaped, so the drama I directed is not over yet!

Crane's thoughts spun rapidly, and he strained his hands, and the smile that involuntarily grinned at the base of his ears became more hideous.

His face trembled slightly, as if he was about to drop a few transparent "spirit worms" from it.

Now that I've drunk the potion, I'm not yet promoted, but I've felt the presence of divinity. In other words, if I don't lose control in the future, and add the person of the "Source Castle" itself, I can already be regarded as a real demigod in the spirit world!

And I, I have conditions that other "secret puppet masters" and even demigod "magicians" do not have, and with the "Source Castle", I can be resurrected after death!

This is the ability of the "miracle master"!

I could-

Klein took a deep breath, completely unthinking, but subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted in the ancient Hermetian language:

"Leodro, Helabergen, Amani—"

After hearing Crane's blurted out name, Amon's face changed, and he stole all the thoughts that Crane wanted to pronounce his name later. He was shocked to find that among the honorific names after Crane wanted to pronounce Amanis, there were also the honorific names and true names of gods such as the true Creator, Mother Earth, War God, and even the Fallen Mother Goddess!

For a while, even the "blasphemous" Amon felt that Klein's state at the moment was more like a "blasphemer" than him!

Leodro was just staring at the Southern Continent...... His pupils contracted slightly, and he watched as an extremely thick bolt of lightning slashed down from the sky, centering on where the two of them were, and a large area was enveloped in it.

Boom –

Amon raised his eyes slightly to see Crane Moretti, who slowly lowered his hands from his face. He opened his mouth, intending to make one last mischievous intimidation of Klein before escaping in preparation for the subsequent fraud.

However, Amon suddenly saw Klein standing up straight in the next moment, and Amon had a familiar look of indifference on his face.

"Crane" raised his eyes and glanced at Amon in front of him before the lightning fell. He spoke softly, with a human-soft and playful tone:

"Amon?"

Tianzun glanced at Amon not far away, and a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

"The Son of Blood was born, the Messiah was the enemy of God, and the Wazu was close to the human ......"

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's face showed a happy look.

"High-dimensional overlooker, are these the surprises you have in store for me?"

"I loved everything you prepared. Ha, forgive you. ”

He spoke to himself, completely ignoring Amun in front of him. Tianzun felt his will to become weaker and weaker as the rapid passage passed, and smiled a little dissatisfied, looking at Klein's memory:

"The boy hasn't been robbed yet, and I'm waking up a little early now."

"Rather, I should follow the arrangement of the High Seeker and the True Creator to send his spirit to the forsaken land of God."

He raised his hand, and even on the eve of the devastating thunder and lightning in the sky, the "Dogs of Fugen" with only the strength of Sequence 3 or so jumped around him along with the gray mist.

"Go ahead."

He said indifferently:

"In seven days, I will be resurrected."

The next moment, amid the roar of thunder, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's will once again fell into a deep sleep.

……

Leodro felt the beginning of the gradual awakening in his body, and there was something wrong in his heart.

"When did I get closer to God?"

Today's second update.

Note: "The Son of Blood was born, the Messiah was the enemy of God, and the Wazu was close to the human ......"

Son of Blood: Arista Georges Tudor

Messiah: The restored Savior, the Savior. Refers to the true Creator

Wazu: Refers to the fallen mother goddess, the beginning of the universe and the mother of all things

Considering that God and Tianzun both have vests, there is a high probability that the mother goddess also has it.

Hinted at Klein's state before, I hope this chapter isn't too abrupt.

It's released directly today.,It's coherent with the previous chapter.,Update tomorrow afternoon or evening.。

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