Mystery: Paradox Path

"The Fountain of Youth is a scam..."

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As the world made a summary of the final discovery of Cattleya's adventure, after poking the "blind" eyes of the Hanged Man, who was blindsided by the interests, everyone in the Tarot Club began to teach the ancient Hermes language of Little Sun and learn from each other. Some knowledge in the arcane realm.

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Such a friendly atmosphere continued for a long time. It was estimated that Mr. Fool was about to end the meeting. Snow suddenly said:

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"Because of the danger encountered in the Ghost Empire last time, I considered that you may also encounter situations where you cannot pray to Mr. Fool, so I made a gold coin for each of you, this gold coin can be used to a certain extent. Instead of the secret deed ceremony, get the help of Mr. Fool without reciting the honorable name of Mr. Fool. Of course, this requires you to survive until the next Tarot Club. In addition, I have done old processing for the gold coins, if anyone If you ask, you can use antiques and lucky gold coins as an excuse."

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"What am I going to pay for this?" Mr. Hanged Man, who had been hit a lot at the Tarot Club this time, asked, but Snow shook his head gently:

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"The gold coin itself has no extraordinary power. The important thing is the care of Mr. Fool. If you don't want to take it for nothing, just give me five pounds for the material fee."

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After speaking, Snow turned to look at Audrey again and said:

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"Miss Justice, are you free recently? I need to lift the previous psychological intervention."

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"Oh, okay!" Audrey nodded obediently when she heard the words, and then said, "I received a mission from the Psychology Alchemy Society, and I can't get out until two days later."

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With the end of the deal between the devil and justice, the Tarot Club has once again entered a stage where no one speaks. Mr. Fool murmured that Mr. Hanged Man caused him to lose a huge sum of hardware pounds, and looked around and said:

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"Just come here."

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"Follow your will (after class, stand up)." The class representative immediately got up and saluted her skirt. The rest of the members stood up and saluted almost indiscriminately with her (goodbye teacher).

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Seeing blurry figures disappearing in front of him, Klein did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he showed parchment and Yuanfu's pen, and wrote a divination statement:

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"My hope for promotion to Sequence Four."

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Putting away the pen, Klein held the parchment, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and entered a state of influence, while silently reciting the divination statement.

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After getting up, he quickly fell asleep and came to the dream world.

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The gray fields split open, and he saw a majestic mountain soaring into the clouds.

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At the top of the mountain, there is a pagoda talking about a decaying palace, the walls are covered with weeds and moss, and there are obvious holes.

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In the power-supply hall, at the very top is a huge seat carved from stone, inlaid with dull gold and precious stones, mottled and damaged.

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On this seat that didn't look like it was prepared for humans, countless transparent maggots hugged into a ball. They were densely intertwined, slowly squirming and growing.

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"Honakis...Flegera..." babbles awakened Klein from the dream divination, and his face wrinkled slightly:

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"Really on the main peak of the Hornages Mountains? And it's clearer than before!"

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He remembered Bernadette's prophetic answer and the plan pointed out by Mr. Devil, and he couldn't help but feel deeply helpless to fate.

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Shaking his head lightly, he didn't think about it for the time being, instead he foresaw the whereabouts of the Primitive Moon believers that Yue Yue needed, and then returned to reality.

And on the other side...

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In a certain valley in York Mountain, East Chestershire, Snow, who had just returned to reality, sacrificed gold coins to Mr. Fool, and then began to add some details to the "treasure that can only be opened by the fortune-teller's path".

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Although it has already been decided what to put in it, in order to deal with Mr. Ke's gray fog divination, it is necessary to regularly add some power that interferes with the divination.

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Fortunately, the Paradox pathway is very good at interfering with divination.

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After adding some mobs that could kill Ke Zongshe in the trial cave, Snow returned to the viewing platform, enjoying the not-so-blazing sunshine in the spring, while drinking the tea brought by the red maid Elaine .

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Just as he was thinking about whether to take a luxurious and depraved afternoon nap, layers of whispers emerged in his ears—

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"A traveler from a distant time and space, the contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom, the reflection of knowledge, the back of truth..."

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"Beyond the automatic answering prayer?"

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Snow bounced from his seat almost instantly. Although he set up an automatic response for the white horse and Feima, it was only for the granting of spells in the casket system, as well as some trivial matters such as communication and ritual support, but even so , There are only nine people who can pass through the white horse instead of the horse and directly pass on the prayer to him.

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"Is there something wrong with the workers' movement on Feysac's side? Or is there trouble with Caspars leading the pirates at sea? It can't be Backlund... Well, wait, Mr. X arrived in Backlund recently and said Maybe he's messing around?"

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Several possibilities flashed in Snow's mind in an instant, his consciousness passed through the white horse and not the horse, slowly rose, and then looked down at the prayer in a condescending state.

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"Edwina? Well, yes, it's time for her to enter Grosser's Travels. After all, it will take time for that boat of licking dogs to find her missing."

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Snow thought so, but instead of setting off immediately, he took down the creation of heaven.

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Made in Heaven made a few babble, but with the understanding of the destination, it no longer has any opinions.

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After checking the items on his body again and confirming that there were no other things that might lead to the contamination of the fantasy dragon, Snow opened the door of sacrifice, took one step, and reappeared, but he was already in a world of ice and snow.

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…

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The moment Snow landed, at least three lines of sight focused on him, and the next moment, the flowing electric light and the dangerous aura erupted at the same time.

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At the same time, along with the slightly trembling ground, a loud and honest voice suddenly remembered—

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"Who are you? Why did you come to Grossel's camp?"

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"I should be summoned. Excuse me, is Ms. Rachel there?" Snow touched his chest with one hand, bowed slightly to the Cyclops who was at least four meters tall in front of him, and asked while expressing that he had no hostility.

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"There's no Rachel here..."

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"Grossel, Rachel is my code name." Just when the giant was about to deny it, a cold voice sounded, with a cold temperament, Edwina, who was wearing a complicated shirt and trousers, was slow. The response, which took a few beats, was apparently just from the shock.

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However, before she could ask how Snow got here, the giant opened his mouth wide and asked happily:

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"Are you also here to deal with Julian?"

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