Lord of the Mysteries

In the place abandoned by God, the frequency of lightning has dropped to a very low night.

"Two pieces of white bread with one piece of grilled meat also feels good ... The sour-sweet drinks of Miwuhai are better than I expected ..." Klein sincerely sighed after swallowing the last bite of food, And threw the rest of the packaging into the darkness, anyway, there is no concept of environmental protection here, and there is no trash can.

Of course, he has dealt with the relationship between these things and himself in advance, just like every time he gives up a secret puppet, he has to go to the "source castle" to do "disinfection", so as not to be locked by Amon's avatar.

"Well, inanimate objects will not be turned into a secret state by the darkness here ..." Klein raised Daniz's sacrifice lantern and took pictures of the items just discarded.

After solving the problem of food and clothing, he had the heart to try something that had been divinely dangerous before.

In the dim light, Klein grabbed his right hand forward and dragged himself out of the air.

It was him in the historical pore, and he was also carrying a horse lantern.

The next second, Klein entered the gray mist, allowing consciousness to "wake up" in the projection that he called.

This projection is surrounded by a group of monsters, and in the endless dark package, open his mouth, intending to pronounce the name Amanis:

"..."

He couldn't make any sound, and what he wanted to say seemed to be hidden.

"Sure enough, as I speculated." Klein, exhaling slowly, wearing a half-high silk bowler hat and a black knee-length trench coat.

Glancing at the dimly glowing horse-lamp, he suddenly recited in giant words:

"Leodero!"

His voice had not completely subsided. Hundreds of lightnings twisted, intertwined and fell like a response to a call, covering this area in an instant.

Klein didn't have time to evade, and even swapped positions with the puppet was within the attack range.

In the silvery white light, he fell to the ground on the spot, his body was black and twitched violently, and it seemed to become a giant coal.

Then, his figure quickly disintegrated, and the illusion disappeared.

Wearing a real bowler hat, an Intis trench coat, and a simple horse lantern, Klein "returned" to reality and proceeded casually.

After walking for a while, his figure suddenly blurred and became clear.

Immediately after, Klein opened her mouth again and pronounced a name in Giant:

"Oh……"

As soon as he issued the first syllable, a transparent flame burst out of him, instantly burning him to ashes, without giving him the opportunity to swap positions with the mystic.

Klein's figure reappeared, he pressed his top hat, and walked calmly on the hills full of strange plants.

"Herabergen."

...

"Bad Herr."

...

"Ombela."

...

"Nothing abnormal, there is no corresponding divine power in the area around Silver City ...

"Medic, Ullaus, Sussir ... It's even more useless, not a **** ... I thought that the afternoon town and the 'Giant King's Court' were special cases, using the real name of Sussir outside Can activate the 'fallen' power of God's abandoned land ... 'Red Angel' as the King of Angels with 'Uniqueness' is also considered half a true God, leaving no trace at all, it's ashamed, no, angel The King's face! "Slightly back in the black trench coat, Klein stepped down the hill, following spiritual intuition, and headed for the northwest-oriented city-state ruins North.

He detoured from time to time, sometimes taking a "jump of flames", not exactly following the route explored by Silver City to his destination.

…………

Beckland, late at night.

Audrey, who was conscious of the potion and digested a little, actively used the "Dream Shuttle" to leave her house and came to various dreams in the surrounding area.

Knowing what the current situation looked like, she had a strong desire to become a demigod.

In such a "shuttle", she suddenly saw an acquaintance.

This is an aristocratic wife who has a good relationship with her, 29 years old, married the year before and married a Viscount.

At this moment, the lady's room was constantly drifting of rose petals, the bed was white, and a pair of heart-shaped rings were set up, and the sound of tuk-tuk coming from the window.

The lady's cheeks flushed, her steps moved quickly there, and she opened the window.

A man in a dark iron mask and a dark cloak jumped in, embraced the lady, and whispered:

"I will take you away from the pain."

Then, the two started various entanglements and rolled all the way to the bed.

As a "Dreamwalker" struggling to digest potions, Audrey has seen similar scenes, passed the shy stage, and lamented that everyone's dreams are really colorful and full of imagination. She did not lose her posture at all, maintaining the etiquette that the "audience" deserves, as if witnessing a dramatic drama.

On a closer look, she found a problem:

The man with the black iron mask was not the wife's spouse, but more like a **** in the aristocratic circle.

"Is this a reflection of hidden thoughts in my heart?" Audrey whispered to herself in an academic attitude of dream analysis.

Then she curiously "shuttled" into the dream next to her.

This corresponds to the husband of the noble lady, a viscount.

In the dream, the Viscount was busy participating in the discussions in the upper house, and was chased by an Earl with a revolver on the grounds that he abducted the other's daughter.

When he escaped to a safe place, the viscount called his female secretary, venting his fears.

Audrey could not help but withdraw from the dream and wanted to see the state of the Viscount and his wife in reality.

In the crimson moonlit bedroom, on the large white bed, the Viscount cuddled his wife, and his wife hugged him and slept very intimately.

"Well, we must realize that everyone has a dark side, and who simply 'convicted' with dreams and instant thoughts, anyone will fall into hell. No one can be spared, including myself ... Her dark side makes it never reach reality. For most people, it is already very good ... "Audrey increasingly felt that playing" Dreamwalker "was torture and reconsideration of her soul. Exercise.

She entered the dream again and "shuttled" to other areas.

Before long, she came to a warm "room."

Here is a thick carpet and a dining table. The main subject is an old lady with gray hair.

There are a pair of middle-aged men and women and three under-aged children on both sides of her. Everyone is on the candlelight, tasting the food, talking and laughing, very happy.

Outside the room, the darkness was deep and the wind blew through the glass, brewing the horror feeling before the disaster.

"The owner of this dream is worried and afraid?" Audrey withdrew from the dream, trying to find the answer from reality and verify her guess.

She immediately saw a small bed and the old lady with gray hair.

On the bedside table of this old lady, there are frames one after another. They are either wrapped in black cloth or tied with white flowers. They are a middle-aged couple and three minor children.

Audrey turned her head silently and looked out the window, and saw the ruins left by the bombing near the house.

The noble lady pursed her lips and Huo Ran returned to the old lady's dream.

She didn't try to prevent the disaster that might come, but she showed a chair and sat beside her, looking at the happy and warm family seriously and intently.

The whining wind and the shaking of the glass, the room was brightly lit, the food was fragrant, and the laughter kept on.

Audrey's "Dreamwalker" play code is as follows:

"A traveler in a dream, has come and seen, but the record does not interfere, just a 'spectator'."

…………

In St. Samuel's Church, Leonard was summoned by Archbishop Anthony Stevenson and walked up the spiral staircase, step by step, in the sun shining through the stained glass.

Suddenly, he lowered his voice:

"Old man, that secret party is about to start again. Are you really going to try to enter the treasures left by the Jacob family at the end of the month?"

"Not sure yet, but this is an opportunity, at least Amon's ontology is being entangled with the 'source castle' thing, and it will not suddenly appear." Leonard's mind, Paleste Soroast's voice was slightly voiced Responding dumbly, "However, I am more inclined to disclose the news of the treasure now, and let the party at that party take their own risks and explore, while we stay nearby, observe the situation, and extract what they need from them. . "

Leonard froze and whispered:

"Old man, isn't this too insidious?"

This is a member of the "Hermit of Destiny" as a prop for trapping.

"Oh, naive, naive, you can tell them all the details and let them decide whether they want to go or not." Paris Soroasd sneered.

Instead of mentioning it, Leonard asked:

"Old man, when can I become a demigod?"

Parles laughed:

"If you can get the level of the spirit of your former colleague messenger, you will be able to digest the potion early next year, but, huh, still follow the points I suggested, and play deeply. Wait until the second half of next year there should be a shock sequence 4 I ’m not sure if the Church of the Night will give you potions to help you perform the ritual. I ’m not sure. The senior deacon named Cesim Crestey also waited for many years until the war was full. Did it really become a demigod? "

Leonard nodded, and then thoughtfully asked:

"Old man, can you play a spirit and help me digest?

"Your level should be higher than Kline's messenger ..."

For a few seconds, Paleste Solosiad silently said, "Hey":

"It's very idea.

"How about I help you digest the potion?"

"How to help?" Leonard knew the old man was mocking, but couldn't help asking.

"Deeply parasitic you, completely control your body." Palesti responded indignantly.

Talking, Leonard came to the door of the Archbishop of Beckland.

He closed his mouth immediately, raised his right hand, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Anthony Stevenson glanced at Leonard who opened the door. "You can put the vampire behind Chanis' door."