Lord of the Mysteries

The road condensed at dusk seemed to be unable to carry anything, but Amon and Klein fell on top of each other, but did not continue to fall, as if walking on the ground.

This time, Amon didn't steal the distance, "carried" Klein step by step closer to the magnificent "Giant King Court" projection, from time to time to watch and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Strolling above the sea of ​​clouds, stepping on the long bridge at dusk, overlooking the mythical palace, it should have been a pleasant and refreshing thing, but Klein seemed to be stepping into the "abyss" step by step, the more he struggled, The deeper it got.

Once in the "land abandoned by God," many of the things he relied on were useless.

It wasn't long before Amon and Klein arrived at the "Giant King's Court" projection, standing in front of the tallest building.

This building has a minaret on one side and a round tower on one side. The main entrance is more than ten meters long. It is dominated by gray-blue and is full of symbols, logos and patterns that are symmetrical to each other. It is the residence of the giant king, and the "dark angel" Susley A place to sleep.

Klein glanced at the dark hole on the left side of the door slit. It was roughly determined that the door in the dream could be opened without a key, otherwise the "real creator" believers could not pass at all. At that time, the correct key In the collection room of Admiral Iceberg.

"Next, as long as we open this door, we can enter the" Abandoned Land ", but this way, we will definitely be watched." Amon smiled, walked a few steps, came to the edge of the gate, "We don't open the door and go straight."

While talking, the "Angel of Time" raised his hand and straightened his single glasses.

At the corner of the gray-blue door came a faint blue, unreal door.

"The" open door "of" Apprentice "is a very low-level ability, but it is just right to use here." Amon put down his right hand and introduced a sentence with satisfaction.

He then took two steps and passed through the illusory door.

Well, there is no useless extraordinary ability, there is only useless extraordinary person ... just push the door open and be watched ... by whom? "Real Creator"? His sanctuary, his kingdom of God, should be somewhere in the "God Forsaken ..." If he could attract him and cause him to conflict with Amon, I might find an escape ... Klein couldn't control his body, followed Amon closely, and stepped into the slightly obscure blue door.

As soon as he passed, he immediately felt that the sky was turning, and even his spirit seemed to be torn.

When the anomaly disappeared and his condition returned, Klein found himself on a beach lit by the dusk.

The gravels and stones here are all black, and the dark blue water waves are coming from a distance, and they are slamming on the edge, but there is no sound of the tide.

They are quiet, like a grand illusion show.

The sea is illusory ... it will appear here when you come in. Most of the time you leave is not ... according to the principle of equality, if you want to leave, you can only open the residence of the giant king sleeping in the "dark angel" Thasril? Klein passively tilted his head and looked in the other direction. There was a mountain bathed in the dusk, with countless palaces, countless towers, and massive majestic walls.

This is the "Giant King Court" in mythology.

Even if Silver City could find the way to the beach, it didn't make much sense ... Klein used the light in his eyes to find that Amon's image had changed.

He put on a black classical robe and a same-colored pointed soft hat, and changed from a gentleman in the current era to an ancient magician from the Quaternary and even the Tertiary.

With a movement in his heart, Klein continued to look at the "Giant King Court" not far away, and said casually:

"In the palace of the King of Giants, there is a 'dark angel', Thasril."

Amon stood side by side with him, looking at the same direction, and said his expression unchanged:

"I know.

"I've been to 'Giant King's Court' and I've also visited the tombs of Olmir's parents."

Sure enough ... Klein's speculation was finally confirmed.

He pondered again and said:

"What are you looking for?"

"You can guess." Amon still looked at "Giant King Court" and smiled.

If I have ideas, I don't need to ask you ... Klein thought for a few seconds:

"Some secrets of the First Age?"

"That's right," Amon replied, not too concerned.

... Klein hesitated and said:

"Aren't you curious about the status of 'Dark Angel' Susiril?"

"Curious." Amon did not change his gaze, said with a smile. "But there are many guys who are more interested than me. My paranoid brother, 'hang upside down', the betrayal dragon, and the night, Storm and whiteness, I just want to see who can't help it first, huh, if they can steal everything inside at a critical moment, their expressions must be very interesting. "

This idea ... to make such a big thing is purely to make trouble, to get some pleasure? Klein frowned slightly and found that Amon's world outlook and values ​​of life were different from humans.

This is a natural mythical creature ... different from humans ... well, why can I frown on my own ... Klein had just realized that he felt something was missing from his body.

He bowed his head subconsciously and looked at Amon, the "Blasphemer" next to him.

Amon added a twelve translucent "time bug" in his hand, stared at Klein's eyes with a smile, and said with anticipation:

"Now that you have arrived in the" God Forsaken Land ", you don't need to worry about external interference anymore, so I give you a chance:

"I will not 'parasitic' you anymore until I reach my real destination. You can try to escape in any way you can, and I will do my best to stop it.

"Good luck, don't let me down."

... Klein couldn't believe the words of the other side for a moment, suspecting that Amon was cheating himself.

Can think of the other party's performance, he thinks this is something that Amon can really do.

"Okay." Klein took a deep breath before turning his thoughts back, solemnly responding in the orange twilight.

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Beckland, the parliament.

Because King George III suddenly blew himself up, all nobles and parliamentarians were not allowed to return to their homes, but were concentrated here, receiving the heavy protection of the three churches and the military.

Audrey, wearing a pure black dress, stood behind the railing on the second floor and stared quietly down.

Because things happened too suddenly and there were no signs. Although she had received certain reminders from "World" German Sparo, at this time, she still had a feeling that was not real enough, especially illusory.

She seemed to be divorced from reality and was watching a dramatic performance:

Her father, elder brother, and other nobles and councillors gathered in small groups in small groups, and from time to time came out of one, and hurried to other discussion circles with smoke and gentleman costumes;

The ladies and ladies sat in the lounge, most of them had not returned yet, their eyes were dull and trembling slightly;

The staff of the parliament and the military's middle and lower levels traveled back and forth inside and outside, passing information sent back from different places;

A gatekeeper in a red jacket and white trousers came in from the outside and gave a stack of papers to the officer in charge of the hall. The officer glanced at him and immediately called his deputy, pointing at the small room where Count Hall was located, and the deputy had nothing. I didn't ask, took the information, trot rushed to the destination.

All this happened in a very quiet environment, only the sound of strides and whispering sounds resounded, as if a giant oil painting of realistic style, that gorgeous arrangement, dark colors, dim light and everyone's face The expressions together create an extremely depressing atmosphere.

Audrey pursed her lips slightly and looked at it for a while. Her mood was always in the trough, and she kept calm by relying on "comfort".

"Why does Mr. 'World' deal with the King ...

"The death of the king is bound to bring deep hatred ...

"Regardless of the sequence of the king, because he never showed it, this does not affect the strength of the kingdom as a whole, but such an event is enough to explain one thing: the separation of the three churches, the royal family, and the military. The infighting is quite serious ...

"Rune's next situation will be very dangerous. The enemies will certainly not miss this opportunity ..." Audrey's thoughts fluctuated, and she saw a man in a black woolen coat rushing into the building where the parliament was located.

He lowered his voice and spoke to the officer in charge of the hall.

As an experienced "audience" who can observe subtle expressions and physical movements, lip language is undoubtedly Audrey's strong point. She looked at it and interpreted the corresponding content:

"Intis excuses border disputes in the Hornakis Mountains, where a large army is assembled."

Audrey bit her lip lightly, and the familiar detachment appeared again, just like seeing what a novel describes in the real world scene.

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The greyness of the sky seemed to be thicker, and in the house where Moretti's was located, no one spoke for a long time.

Benson stood solemnly behind the bay window, looking at the pedestrians passing by, wondering what he was thinking.

Melissa sat on the sofa next to the coffee table, lowered her head, and looked at the rudimentary machines that she made, like a statue.

"Huh, the situation is more chaotic." Banson exhaled, felt his hairline, turned back, and smiled reluctantly. "Beckrand is definitely safer than most places anyway."

Melissa didn't look up, her voice said with a hint of uncertainty:

"Klein found a good job, our life gradually improved, and as a result, an accident took him ...

"We moved away from Tingen and you got the desired government employee position. I entered the university and started on the right path. As a result, the war broke out ...

"We managed to adapt to this environment and prayed that the war would end sooner. As a result, the king was killed ..."

Having said that, Melissa slowly raised her head and looked at her brother with a confused look:

"Banson, is it just a better life than before, is it so difficult to obtain and maintain?"