Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 334 Wrong Number! (3K)

"The assassination failed!"

"Krival, didn't I ask you to observe the detective? Who told you to start it first?!"

In a dirty and old single-room hotel in the East District, a middle-aged man with very sparse hair and wearing a flamboyant hat was loudly scolding his men.

"That opportunity is rare. As long as I catch him by surprise, the detective will definitely not be able to deal with it. But for some reason, he seemed to have a premonition of my attack. An ordinary 'clown' would never be able to do that!"

Krival was obviously puzzled as to why he had failed, and he also couldn't understand why the detective, who was one sequence lower than him and had the same path, would have noticed something was wrong.

He remembered that he had interfered with the divination!
"Okay, let's not waste time. Since we can't contact that strange person favored by God, we can only hold the ceremony ourselves!"

"Under the leadership of that old man Manolo, the situation of the Secret Order is becoming increasingly unfavorable to us. He also said some nonsense that Zaratul is definitely not the God of Mysteries."

"They say Zaratul is some kind of 'Fool'. If he's so boastful, why don't we see him holding a ceremony to pray?!"

"We, the Convent, have been weak for too long. Now we are on the verge of becoming a vassal of the Intis military. Look at the faces of those archons. They wish they could eat us all up!"

The very sparsely populated middle-aged man was very upset and seemed to see little hope for the future of his organization.

However, the sudden appearance of the God of Mystery provided a great opportunity for ambitious guys like them.

Of course, it is impossible to believe it. Who would dare to believe in the evil god that came out of nowhere? What they have to do is to take advantage of this opportunity to reverse the weak situation of the secret society.

"Uh who's going to pray?"

After hearing what his boss said, Krival had a bad feeling. He took small steps back, as if he wanted to just run away and let his boss find someone else.

"You are talking nonsense. If it's not you, then is it still me?"

The man with thinning hair looked at his men with cold eyes, as if they were clones that could be consumed at any time, or secret puppets that could be abandoned at any time.

The "Master of Secret Dolls" was silent for a while, and finally sighed silently, regretting that he had chosen this assassination mission on impulse for the sake of profit.

It was obvious that his style of doing things was incompatible with most of the members of the secret order, and that they were too easily swayed by "emotions".

While the group of old and young silver coins were still observing the situation in the guild, he could no longer resist the temptation of helping them to ascend to demigod status and took the risk.

But now, having betrayed the secret order, he can’t go back, and can’t contact the ones favored by God. He is like a discarded pawn in the game between major forces.

"Whatever, just grab a handful and run!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and finally took out three candles and carved a strange symbol on them, which symbolized change, error, and door.

Then he chanted in the difficult-to-understand ancient Hermetic language:

"Lord of Mysteries. King of Time and Space, Beacon of Destiny"

"There is no gender change in the fortune teller's path!"

Hearing this, Klein breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine as long as he didn't change his personality and didn't let his father down.

Before he could finish his breath, he suddenly heard the beautiful lady humming:

"It's just perverted!"

"..."

This short word left the great detective speechless for a moment, and he was somewhat confused about what the word "pervert" meant.

"Heh, your next sequence is the Faceless Man, who can change his appearance, hair color, body shape, and smell. But when you reach Sequence 4, your ability in this area will be enhanced."

"You can become a man or a woman at that time. You can even become an animal with a similar body shape to humans, such as..."

"Curly-haired baboon!"

"So don't envy me, Mr. Pervert!"

Patting the coffee table with a smile, the silver-haired lady elegantly sipped the liquor in the glass, adding high-sequence knowledge to the poor guy in front of her.

Can anything change?

Klein was stunned, and then his face turned red. He didn't know what perverted and dirty thing he remembered.

"Ron, what's with all those monocles? They all seem to be from the same person."

The despicable guy changed the subject guiltily.

After digesting the potion, the biggest goal of the day had been achieved. Klein was not in a hurry to leave and chatted with Ron.

"Are you talking about Amon? Those are his clones, captured by me to be my servants!"

"Him!?" Klein screamed. He didn't expect that there was another angel hiding in this villa, and it seemed that he wanted to become sworn brothers with him!

Wait, what do you mean by "catch someone and make him your servant"? You're causing trouble again!

In just a moment, the great detective realized something was wrong, and then he looked at the beautiful lady with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to force her to tell the truth in this way.

"Yes, He is the incarnation of the Angel King of the Thief's Path. I caught Him. Don't worry, there are always taller ones to hold up the sky if it collapses."

Ron laughed secretly in his heart after he finished speaking. Then she leaned over to Klein's ear and whispered:

“Mr. Fool is so powerful, the Angel King who is about to become a god is definitely no match for him!”

Become a god soon... the king of angels...

Mr. Fool is only a Sequence Seven!

Although he did not understand the term "Angel King", Klein, who obtained the Black Emperor Card, knew the significance of becoming a god.

This shows that the opponent has at least two sequences plus a unique high-end configuration. How can the "Fool" win?
Oh~ Or I should talk to that Amon. He seems to be easy to talk to. At most, we can become brothers.
Klein was speechless for a moment, tears almost coming out, but after seeing the smirk on Ron's face, he became suspicious.

If someone said Ron was stupid, Klein would be the first one not to believe it. This guy was very cunning and had a lot of useless knowledge. It was unlikely that he would offend an Angel King for no reason. There must be some hidden story that he didn't know.

So, the little brat is not just a Sequence Two, or he has a way to escape from Amon's real body?

Klein's thoughts raced through his mind, and he felt a little more at ease. He then twitched his mouth as if he realized something. In the end, he still didn't dare to think about whether the powerful little brat had discovered that he was Mr. Fool.

Logically speaking, Klein, who knows more about the High Sequence and the mysterious world, is no longer the rookie he used to be. The more knowledge he understands, the more he understands how powerful Ron is.

A level zero seal can destroy a metropolis, but what about an angel of equal strength?
In this regard, Klein didn't think Ron could be so stupid as to be fooled by him for such a long time and still be unaware of the hidden things behind it.

After all, they have had too many private contacts!

However, as he said to Ron at the beginning, everyone has secrets, and no one asks because of the trust in each other.

This was a tacit understanding between the two of them, just like how Klein would not ask too much about Ron's background.

I have to find an opportunity to test this little brat and see if he is deliberately messing with me!

He shook his head vigorously to get rid of the "terrible fact" that he didn't want to face. Just as Klein was about to mention investing in bicycles, he heard a vague and chaotic voice of begging.

Is it the male voice of Little Sun or The Hanged Man?
"I'm going to the bathroom."

He immediately stood up, went to the secret place, walked four steps backwards, and came to the top of the gray fog.

Sitting on the high-back bronze chair that belonged exclusively to The Fool, Klein saw the crimson star that was shrinking and expanding.

Not a member of the Tarot Club
Mr. Fool was a little surprised, but he still spread his spiritual power to see who was praying to him, the leader of the cult.

"Great God of Mysteries, I ask for your help. The assassination attempt failed. The detective is very powerful. I need a more powerful first-level seal to deal with him."

Layer upon layer of prayers echoed in Mr. Fool's ears. His eyes sparkled, and the look of surprise on his face could not be concealed even by the clown's extraordinary ability.

Because the clothes and figure of this praying man looked very familiar to him, and his spiritual intuition reminded him that this was the mysterious man who had just assassinated him!
How is this going! ?
And sir, you must have dialed the wrong number, and you haven't fought with me. How did you get the idea that I need a level one seal to deal with me?
You are making a false claim!

Klein the Fool was stunned for a moment and complained silently in his heart. As a former Night Watchman with rich experience, he immediately saw through Mr. Killer's purpose.

"Lord of Mysteries. King of Time and Space, Beacon of Destiny"

Klein pursed his lips, feeling that there was a big secret here. He pondered for a while, and finally revealed the same evil smile as Ron.

"Go to 67 Williams Street, there is a Level Seal"

There are a few angels
He then added silently in his mind.

Frankly speaking, the prayer connection established by the other party was enough for Klein to use 0-21 to kill the other party, but he had to figure out what was going on, why the other party wanted to kill him without any reason, who the "God of Mysteries" was, and why praying to Him would be connected to the gray fog.

"Dead ghost, did you hear that? That seems to be a prayer for you~"

"You don't even have Essence right now. Even your prayers to you will be intercepted. How pitiful! Someone has your characteristics and Essence, and now even the career you worked so hard for is being taken away. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

The Time and Space Ruler's despicable words echoed in Old Heavenly Master's ears, and his asking-for-a-beaten look made him unable to stop roaring in anger.

Even though he had been ntr for such a long time, he was still not used to this exciting way of playing.

"Shut up, this is none of your business!!!"

The Lord of Mysteries was like an incompetent and furious old fish, stirring up waves in his will, trying to break away from his body and directly kill that damn Klein Moretti.

That honest guy is so weird. Can't you be a little more despicable, a little more evil, and a little more shameless?

(End of this chapter)