Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 125 The Destined Moment

In the dark and deep sewer, Lanwusi skillfully rolled and jumped, avoiding attacks again and again.

After confronting Sesima, he managed to get rid of the tree seed left on him by the real creator, and escaped into the sewer smoothly.

For some reason, in his escape route, a man wearing a masked clown was already waiting here, trying to kill him.

The clown held a deck of Tarot cards in his hand, and that deck was like a sharp knife, scratching his skin again and again, making him run away in embarrassment.

"Damn it, why is this stupid clown here? He shouldn't be a Nighthawk."

Lanwusi skillfully jumped over the rubbish accumulated in the sewer. Suddenly, his figure paused slightly. The next moment, the scene in front of him changed, and he appeared a few meters behind, chanting the same words:
"Damn it, why is this stupid clown here? He shouldn't be a Nighthawk."

But Lanwusi didn't seem to notice, he jumped over the pile of garbage, and suddenly appeared in the position where he was a few seconds ago.

Klein stopped in his tracks, keeping the Tarot card that was about to be ejected in his hand. He looked at Lanrus nervously, repeating meaningless actions over and over again.

Lanevus' time seemed to be reset, but Lanevus himself didn't notice it.

Suddenly, Klein heard someone walking in the sewer. Using his spirit vision, he could see the other person's spiritual brilliance, but he couldn't see the more specific appearance.

"Who are you?" Klein's body tensed up. He stared at the figure in front of the sewer, extremely nervous.

Lewis didn't expect that just after waking up, he would meet the scene where Klein was chasing and killing Lanrus, right in the sewer beneath his feet.

However, since he met him, he didn't sit idly by, he just took it as a way to stabilize Mister "Fate".

"Mr. Destiny asked me to witness the rise of a legendary figure. I think I have already witnessed it." Lewis smiled and asked, "Don't you want to deal with him now?"

The power of the magical item is too strong, and he maintains this state, feeling the rapid loss of his spiritual power every moment.

In less than 2 minutes at most, he will have to release the effect of the magical item due to spiritual exhaustion.

Klein seemed to have come to his senses. He threw out a few Tarot cards, and those Tarot cards passed through Lanerus's vulnerable parts, almost cutting off his head.

The next moment, Lanerus finally crossed the pile of rubbish. Blood was pouring out of his body, and he fell a few meters away. His head rolled down and fell into the dirty puddle.

Seeing that the matter had been dealt with, Lewis turned around and walked slowly towards the sewer.

Klein's tense body moved, and after witnessing that scene, cold sweat broke out from his back.

It was obvious that Lanerus was also a Transcendent with a high rank, but in front of that gentleman, he was played with like a doll in his hands, and he didn't even understand what happened, so he just died like that.

Mister "Fate" is worthy of being a god who has witnessed the ancient history. Just a favored person possesses such incredible means.

Klein straightened his back, and the scenes of Tingen City flashed before his eyes. He began to cry, and laughter was mixed with his crying.

"Hahaha……"

Klein kept venting. After a while, the laughter stopped. He squeezed his left eye towards the darkest place in the sewer, and said silently to himself:

"team leader……

Look, we saved Ruen again..."

Immediately, Klein left the sewer. He couldn't recover all the Tarot cards thrown out as weapons, and he didn't dare to psychic Laneus.

Only a badge was found on the corpse, with the words "hold this thing, you can join" on the badge.

After dealing with the stains on his shoes, Klein ran out of the sewer in one breath, and he didn't relax until he reached Black Palm Street.

Then, in the rented one-bedroom house, he quickly held the ceremony of summoning himself, and borrowed the spirit state to move all the clothes and items used tonight to the gray mist.

"The one who helped me tonight."

With a round-bellied pen and parchment, Klein wrote down the divination statement. He recited the divination statement silently, leaning on the high-back chair, and a gray scene appeared in front of his eyes.

In this gray scene, a figure seemed to be condensed into shape, but the moment it was about to appear, it immediately shattered.

Klein forcibly exited from the dream, with a smile on his lips.

"That's right, the person I met today is the favored person of Mr. Fate, perhaps because of the protection of Mr. Fate, his favored person cannot be divined.

However, Mr. Destiny's favored person should be like this.

They cannot be divined and only appear at 'destined' moments. "

……

Lewis cautiously left the East End, changed clothes and quickly returned to the unattended small hotel opposite the Harvest Church.

This incident told him today that the Sealed Artifact 0-08 is too terrifying.

Just for divination, just looking for news related to the sealed item 0-08, he was involved in an almost certain death incident.

If the Lord of Mysteries hadn't opened the back door for him, allowing him to enter above the gray mist, he suspected that he would already be a corpse now.

"No, maybe it's not a corpse, but an out-of-control monster, who knows what the supernatural being in the 'Passage of Fate' will look like after being out of control?

In short, it will definitely spoil my handsome appearance. "

Lewis shrugged. He entered above the gray mist and "sterilized", which could avoid being divined.

……

In the morning, the morning sun shone on his body again. Lewis woke up from his sleep. He took his handbag and lottery ticket and came to the lottery redemption point.

The employee at the redemption point, wearing a black vest, took the three lottery tickets from Lewis.

"Sir, is this your first time buying a lottery ticket?" the employee asked curiously, looking at Lewis' face, he always felt a little unfamiliar.

"Yes." Lewis lifted his top hat and said with a light smile.

"You are such a lucky gentleman. These bonuses add up to 230 pounds. Many people who often come to buy lottery tickets do not have such good luck."

Lewis was slightly stunned, he felt the spirituality in his body cheering, and the potion showed signs of further digestion.

"Luck also needs feedback, or in other words, there is no standard for measuring luck, but I am lucky compared to others, so I am a 'lucky one'."

After making a conclusion, Lewis became a little more excited. Perhaps, he could easily digest the potion before collecting all the materials of "Priest of Disaster".

The employee sighed with emotion, then put away the lottery ticket, exchanged it for 207 pounds and handed it to Lewis. Due to the 10% tax, this made the amount less.

Lewis accepted the money, and he felt the digestion of the potion again, which is a sign of luck.

He already has a further understanding of the performance of "Lucky Man".

(End of this chapter)