Traveling through thousands of realms at the same time, I need to add some dark blue

Chapter 239 Calling
The doorbell rang and Conan - also Gu Meng - opened the door.

The visitor was, as expected, Emlyn.

Now the clone has moved to the entrance of the dungeon, not far from where Emlyn's parents live.

With the perfection of the breathing method, Klein and his companions have become masters. Conan's clone has also entered a state of recuperation. Moreover, it is set that he has just recovered from a serious injury and normally does not take action - at the critical moment, he will unexpectedly kick others with his powerful diamond kick.

He opened the door and laughed:
"Good afternoon, Emlyn. Shouldn't you be helping out at the Harvest Church at this time?"

Hearing Gu Mengzha's greeting, the arrogant guy's expression suddenly froze, and he finally recovered.

"I have something to consult you about, Mr. Conan, the great detective!"

Emlyn uttered word by word.

Yes, just as Klein's apparent identity Sherlock Moriarty is a detective, Sherlock's teacher Conan's apparent identity is also a detective, the famous Detective Backlund.

Of course, because of his parents' work relationship of watching the dungeon in exchange for asylum, Emlyn also knew that Conan was actually an important member of the Black Organization (not) a mysterious organization, and that this organization was also related to the "Fool" that Backlund had gradually spread among the Beyonder circle.

After inviting him into the living room, Gu Meng sat down in the armchair and asked with a smile:

"What is it? My fees are very high."

Emlyn didn't pay attention to his words, because during the time they were in contact, Mr. Conan never charged any fees, and he didn't seem to be short of money.

Emlyn thought for a moment and said slowly, "An important person asked me to do something... Although that thing can indirectly help me solve the hidden dangers, it also contains high risks."

"I don't have many friends, and I'm afraid my parents will worry. You're a knowledgeable Beyonder detective and an elder... What advice do you have? Reject or accept?"

Gu Meng chuckled: "With just such a general description of doing something, even if I'm a great detective, I can't provide any useful suggestions."

Emlyn was silent for several seconds, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice:
"It's related to the 'Fool'..."

"I see……"

Gu Meng motioned for Emlyn to continue.

"No, I can't say any more." Emlyn shook his head firmly. He was afraid of leaking the secret.

Humph, there's no point in not saying anything, because Gu Meng knows this matter better than Emlyn, because this is the py between him and Lilith.

Lilith instructs the vampire leader to hint to Emlyn to pray to the Fool in order to break free from the control of the Mother Earth.

Klein and Emlyn know each other, and their previous appearance in the singularity is also proof of future contact. After they find out, they will probably drag him to the Tarot Club. These tacit understandings still exist, so there is no need to say more.

"Well, since you don't want to say more, I'll just make a guess... Since you've been targeted by a big shot of the Blood Clan, and it's related to the Fool... Should I pray to him?"

"According to statistics, when praying to an unknown secret being, thirty out of a hundred cases will not receive any response, sixty-eight will encounter various terrible things, thus ruining their lives, or living a life worse than death. Only two cases may succeed and get what they want, but the price they pay may not be what they are willing to pay."

"Even so, are you willing to accept it?"

"Only two cases were successful? Something went wrong with sixty-eight cases?" Emlyn was frightened by Gu Meng and couldn't help but raise his hand to tidy up his hair.

"That's basically it, that's how dangerous it is to do something like that, and if you have malicious intent, the risk is even higher than that."

What Gu Meng said was true, but Mr. Fool was not a normal secret existence. He just couldn’t help but want to tease the fool... and then he would go buy some melon seeds... and make a figurine for the moon.

Emlyn shook his head subconsciously: "No, no, no ill intentions, and, and that big shot will protect me in the process."

No ill intentions? Well, Gu Meng wanted to tell him that even if there were ill intentions, you might not know it, you were just a cannon fodder pushed to the front... But forget it, there was no need to tell him this anymore, anyway, there was really no ill intentions, Gu Meng gave another reminder:
"This will reduce the risk a lot, but it will definitely not be zero. Can that big guy really fight against the hidden existence?"

"...Should not." Emlyn replied stammeringly.

"So." Gu Meng spread his hands and suddenly smiled.
"Emlyn, there is actually no need for you to take this risk. Even if you completely believe in the Mother Earth, it will not have any impact on your life... Moreover, I think you have adapted well to the teachings of the Mother Earth. There is no contradiction. The Mother Earth is not an evil god."

Emlyn White was silent for a while and said:

"Becoming a believer because you like His ideas is completely different from being forcibly converted into a believer through psychological suggestion. Even if one day I do abandon the moon and believe in the Mother Goddess, I hope that it is a choice I make freely and has nothing to do with others. This is the last pride of a vampire."

Gu Meng looked at Emlyn with a little surprise. Free will?... Haha, interesting.

"Well, in that case, it should be your own choice whether to do it or not."

Gu Meng stopped teasing and prepared to end the topic.

Emlyn listened with a heavy expression, and then said, "If I really choose to try, it will definitely not be for myself, but for the entire vampire race! Solving the hidden danger is just a side benefit!"

Gu Meng sneered sarcastically, "You? A weak vampire has a chance to save the entire tribe. Do you believe this?"

“Vampires, vampires!” Emlyn stressed, “Besides, my strength is not bad either. It’s equivalent to Sequence 7 of you humans, and I’m good at fighting!”

Gu Meng clenched his fist, and the extremely strong muscles on this body bulged again. The strong blood energy flashed past, and he almost knocked the young vampire unconscious with blood: "You, are you not bad in strength?"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk to a rude person like you. Anyway...thank you for your advice, even though it doesn't make any sense."

After Emlyn left, Gu Meng lowered his head and laughed:
"Hey, you proud little vampire!"

…………

In deep darkness, the exploration team from the City of Silver arrived at the outskirts of the semi-abandoned temple.

This might be the final exploration. If there are no more responses from the Fallen Creators, the City of Silver will fall completely into the hands of Mr. Fool.

Derrick always felt like he was hallucinating and hearing things. He felt like something was wrong. Why did Mr. Megatron look at him with such a strange expression...

The few strands of cat hair on the back of the head were glowing faintly...

Ah, he remembered... loop?
Now it should be a cry for help?
Derrick remembered something, and a pure and bright light suddenly shone from his body, stimulating the other members of the exploration team to quickly assume combat stances.

"What happened?" Demon Hunter Colin drew his sword and asked in a deep voice.

Derrick looked left and right and said:

"Your Excellency, I just heard a child shouting 'Save me...Save me...'"

After he said that, he felt that he might be crazy. Why did he feel that there should be a cry for help now?

"What now?" Colin asked warily.

“Not anymore.” Derrick listened carefully.

Demon Hunter Colin glanced at the rest of the team from the corner of his eye: "Did you hear that?"

"No." The members of the exploration team shook their heads one after another.

"You saw that too?" Mr. Megatron's expression became even more strange, and then he nodded and said, "He's right. We are now trapped in a cycle... That's right, you are the one who is favored by him after all, and you may have received a revelation."

Colin made a decision after just a few seconds of thinking. He pulled out a dark blue metal bottle from the secret compartment of his belt and smeared the colorless viscous liquid inside on his straight sword.

Then he thrust his sword upwards.

The sky suddenly lit up, and thin silver snake-like rays of light moved above and quickly spread in all directions.

The silvery-white light instantly enveloped all members of the exploration team, seeming to illuminate everyone's darkest corners.

Zizizi, the thin silver snake dived into the void and ran to an unknown place.

Everything soon calmed down, leaving only the dim light of the animal skin lantern quietly shining. Colin half-closed his eyes, not knowing what he was sensing. After a full five seconds, he raised his finger and pointed forward and said:
"From now on, there can be no negligence and the alertness should be raised to the highest level."

Such familiar words... Derrick felt like he had seen it all before, and Megatron shook his head and said to Colin, "After all, it's just mortal wisdom. This isn't the first time you've had this reaction... You're still not decisive enough. If you had drunk my Albizzia seed soup that day, with your aptitude, you would be able to see everything clearly with your mind's eye now."

Gu Meng simply took over the leadership, led the team in front, walked into the mural of the ruins, pointed at it and said: "Redemption Rose... Do you know what this means?"

Naturally, no one knew. They could only look at the mural. On the mottled wall, the highest point was a blurry, huge, pitch-black cross with a shadow hanging upside down on it whose specific shape was difficult to see.

Against this backdrop, there is a desolate and silent plain.

A long procession was walking in the plain, and their goal was the high mountain in the distance, and the cross and the upside-down man on the top of the mountain.

In this team, some members were still kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly, while others had stood up and were walking forward against the strong wind.

Their faces were simply outlined, as if to highlight the tattered appearance of their clothes, and only the leader at the front was quite clear.

He was a tall and thin man with silver hair that reached his vest.

The man had soft features, his head lowered, his eyes closed, and behind him were layers of glowing wings.

Under the feet of the man who looked like an angel, there was a winding river with shimmering waves.

The river keeps turning, circling back, and injecting itself into itself, becoming the source!

"This is the cycle... So, what should you do?" Gu Meng's words seemed to come from the sky, as if indicating or revealing something!
Derrick looked up and saw the silver-haired angel with countless wings. His face was gentle but a little indifferent, as if he was looking down at the river and fate.

Is this the true meaning of Mr. Fool's hint?

Amid the stunned gazes of his teammates, Derrick suddenly had an idea and punched hard at the river on the mural.

boom!
Derrick's fist hit the river on the mural, causing the wall to dent and stone chips to fly everywhere.

With one strike from him, the river that was connected from end to end was completely severed.

Just as he was expecting the cycle to be broken and all members of the exploration team to jump out of the temple scene, Colin's figure flashed and came in front of him, saying with a sullen face:
"What are you doing?"

At this moment, the special fist power with the aura of a fool seemed to awaken something. A child who walked into the God-forsaken Land from the outside world - who was also a believer of the Fallen Creator - was about to approach, but Gu Meng ignored him.

"He wanted to save you from this cycle, this miserable fate, but he didn't have enough 'power' and failed..."

Gu Meng walked over. With his tall stature, he was even taller than Little Sun, who had the blood of a giant. He touched Derrick's head and said, "Kid, I'll only perform once."

He stretched out a finger, about to destroy this circulating space.

……

at dusk.

Emlyn looked at the iron-black coffin and said to the ancient vampire lying inside:

"Lord Nibais, I accept the mission of the ancestor!"

Nibais responded in an old voice:
"very good."

"When do you want to start? What are your unfulfilled wishes?"

What Gu Meng said before was just to scare Emlyn, and Nibais really thought that he might be finished.

"..." When Emlyn heard Nibais asking about his wish, his calves went weak and he almost regretted it.

He stiffened his neck and said:
"unnecessary!"

"You can start now."

Then, the iron-black coffin covered with strange patterns was placed quietly in the center, and there seemed to be subtle fluctuations colliding silently in the air.

Emlyn stood in the corner, lighting candles and dripping essential oils and corresponding herbal powders according to the normal ritual process.

A hazy and erratic atmosphere spread out, and Emlyn recalled the connection he had in his previous dream, as well as the honorific name and knowledge he had been taught. He lowered his head, began to meditate, and recited repeatedly:
"A fool who does not belong to this age;"

"The mysterious master above the gray fog;"

"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

……

At the same time, Mr. Fool was also setting up an array in one of his kingdoms of God. The shadow of the coffin containing Eve flashed by, and a storm surged in the air.

Klein, who had been blessed by the young angels, old, young, sick and disabled, and turned into the God of Europe, was also holding a ceremony:
"Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Repeat it over and over again. The next number is five..."

……

In the monotonous and rhythmic sound, Emlyn gradually entered a wonderful state. His body was relaxed and restrained, as if he was sleeping, but his spirit was lively and light, constantly spreading outward.

At this time, he had the feeling that he was drifting upward.

Mr. Fool was busy and didn't respond immediately, but he could already sense that it was someone he knew who was praying... It wasn't an urgent matter...

"Delay your response..."

…………

Emlyn returned to reality with a slightly tired look. He opened his eyes and looked at the iron-black coffin. He spoke with a half-relief and half-disappointment:
"Lord Nibais, no response."

Nibais was silent for a long time before he said hoarsely:
"Ok."

...One night has passed, today is Christmas Eve...

"Gryffindor and Slytherin... are both Potter leaders from the ancient times. It is said that the ancient magic used by the Potters of this period was extremely powerful, especially the four leaders of the ancient Potters, whose combat power was close to that of the ancient gods..."

Klein recalled the events of the singularity and nodded secretly.

Being able to draw these two cards, I am now truly the king of luck.

……

"What a bad weather." Emlyn left the villa, lowered his hat, and muttered as he got into a cab.

His destination was Harvest Church in the South District of the Bridge.

After the carriage had been running smoothly for a while, Emlyn's eyes suddenly blurred and he saw endless gray-white fog.

Then, he was surprised to find himself in a mysterious and majestic giant's palace, sitting at a long, mottled and ancient bronze table.

At the top of the long table, there was a figure shrouded in thick gray fog, looking down at him. Behind the figure, there were two more people standing, one holding a long sword, and the other holding a staff...

The auras of these three could all be described as great. The one sitting in the middle was undoubtedly the leader, but perhaps because he was too great, he could not be detected. As for the auras of the "angels" on both sides - Emlyn could not imagine that they were stronger beings - he no longer knew how to describe them.

For a moment, Emlyn White was stiff and thoughtless, like a marble statue sitting there.

Then, he heard the figure sitting leisurely in the thick gray fog ask calmly:
"Why do you pray to me?"

Emlyn's mind suddenly buzzed, and he blurted out:
"This is the revelation from the First Ancestor. He told us through dreams that the end of the world is coming and we must be prepared. And I am one of the key points. My mission is to pray to the Fool, to you!"

(End of this chapter)