Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Mystery." She murmured silently this Elvish word that was mentioned several times by the scholar Tristan Eugen, and every time it was very respectful.

She had specifically looked up the meaning of this Elvish word half body. It originally had another meaning, but there was no specific meaning in the relevant information that Fors could find. It was just that the Elvish language with this pronunciation seemed to have two meanings. It's more like a person's name than a mere word.

Facing the shock of mystery and history, her brain inevitably fell into chaos, and she could only stare blankly at the greatness in front of her, unable to make unnecessary actions.

It wasn't until she saw that her friend didn't move, and under the hint of Ambrosius, she suddenly reacted, her movements were as restrained as possible, and she tugged at her friend's cuff indiscernibly.

Uh?

Forsi, who was confused, was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to wake up from a deep dream. With a dizzy mind, he glanced at his friend in confusion.

How can you be stupid? The corner of Xiu's mouth twitched, and he immediately pulled Forsi to stand, his eyes lowered, and he bowed deeply in the direction of "Mystery", and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Fool!"

The first card of the "The Fool" Tarot?

Forsi's dazed brain jumped out of this idea, and after seeing the thin gray fog and tall pillars that could be seen everywhere, he reacted extremely sluggishly to his current situation.

This "The Fool" is probably not the name of the owner of this mysterious space!

Why did I come here and what did Xio do!

Although the storm in his head was violent, Fors still restrained and took a deep breath, and then slowly let it out.

"Excuse me, are you the great 'God of Mysteries'?"

She still belongs to the kind of person who has a fast brain. Even if she was infected by "mystery" because of her poor state and the influence of her own escape, she still found the most possible direction after she woke up. It proved that she is indeed qualified to say that Hugh has a bad mind.

"Mystery" looked at another low-sequence Beyonder in front of him, and his empty brain felt even more exhausted.

He glanced at the innocent-looking student and stared down at the turquoise rusted student and Klein on the long bronze table.

"Yes, I was indeed called the 'God of Mysteries', but you should call me 'The Fool' now."

While speaking, Xio, who was standing next to his friend and didn't dare to sit down, found that behind the chair Forsi was sitting on, the symbols and mysterious patterns formed by the bright stars were changing rapidly.

In just a second or two, a door nested in the red moon with layers upon layers was outlined there.

"Mystery", who was sitting at the top, also discovered the vision there.

His eyes narrowed, and he found that Forsi, who was facing himself nervously, had indeed undergone some changes.

With the help of Bethel's ravings, the "Fallen Mother Goddess" is essentially spreading pollution in the air, inducing abnormal changes in the bodies of Beyonders or extraordinary creatures, until they completely turn into monsters dominated by the moon and spirituality.

The current Forsi, the light blue eyes are still dyed crimson, the teeth have become sharp, the brown hair is slightly curly longer, the skin is paler, and the whole person has a little vampire smell.

The "mysterious" finger tapped the table lightly, and the thin gray mist around Forsi tightened suddenly, suddenly boiling and becoming scorching hot.

"Ah!" Forsi, who was suddenly attacked, screamed in agony. A trace of dark red and nearly black aura emerged from the top of her head, wrapped in a large gray fog, and floated to the front of "Mystery".

His finger hooked, and the diluted crimson aura solidified into a drop of thick and viscous blood, which suddenly floated and flew to the high-backed chair at the top of the long bronze table, where it piled up with Klein's junk. He pressed his hand down to his right.

"Your friends responded quickly. If you didn't pray for the blessing of a higher existence, you have become a monster who only knows how to crave fresh spirituality and mating."

"Ah?" Forsi was stunned for a moment, then felt a burning sensation that was very real, but did not bring a trace of real pain, panted heavily, and sat back on the seat with Xio, the two looked at each other. A glance, silent.

Klein watched all this from under the long table far away from them. With the thick gray fog covering his face, he raised the corners of his mouth recklessly, and a joy filled his heart.

As expected of a **** who has mastered "authority", this kind of force has already met all the requirements I had for the second fantasy on Earth.

But before he was happy for two seconds, he recalled the essence of extraordinary power again, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then it became more and more brilliant.

Ambrosius, who was on the side, felt the slightly awkward atmosphere at the scene, and couldn't help but guess that after this, his future life felt gloomy.

As an "apprentice" pathway angel who was helped by Bethel, as an existence entrusted by his friends, after he left Sefirah Castle, he had to check the situation of several large settlements of the Abraham family, and try his best to protect that there were no problems. a member of.

Although the Abraham family has almost forgotten the relationship between the "God of Mysteries" and their ancestors after repeated shocks, but for the agreement of the year, Ambrosius must personally confirm it.

Moreover, his dark blue eyes crossed Forsi's body, looking at the symbol that was still fading, but there were still traces of the faint red moon, and the temples on both sides of the brain began to throb for no reason.

After two seconds of silence, Forsi raised his head weakly, like a student in a church school, raised his hand and said:

"The great Mr. Fool, what are you going to do with us next?"

"Can you tell me the nature of that babble?"

Right now, he is "appreciating" the "secret" that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun raved about. He didn't answer directly, but adjusted his sitting position and changed the position of his folded legs.

"It was a near-divine being sent from outside reality... Cries for help."

"It's just that for an Extraordinary who hasn't reached a demigod, that kind of asking for help is tantamount to murder, and it will make the Extraordinary who hears the raving go out of control, or die."

"Of course, if he is willing to control his power, you may also be able to communicate with him normally, but for him, perhaps only such ravings are the only effective method."

"As for how to deal with you..." "Mystery" paused for a while, then turned his eyes to Klein, who was sitting next to him, listening very seriously, interrupting his reverie through consciousness.

Somebody close to the true god, raving from outside reality, how does this look similar to "Mr. Door" in Roselle's diary... Klein's divergent thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and he turned slightly to the side. He turned his head and listened to the peaceful voice that was echoing in his ears.

"How to deal with this?"

How to deal with it? Klein glanced at "Mystery" in surprise, then looked back, recalling that the other party gave him the right to decide whether to recruit Miss Judgment last time, so he thought calmly and responded seriously:

"Of course it is to bring the party closer. Anyway, she is friends with Miss Judgment and has her own circle. Maybe I can also get in touch with the existence behind her who is raving, why not pull her into the party?"

The "secret" face was hidden by the thick fog, and others could hardly see his subtle expressions clearly, so they could not help but close their eyes, and immediately forced their spirits, and said in a calm voice:

"You can choose a card of your own and join the party hosted by me, just like 'Judgment'."

"The specific matters will be told to you by the 'trial' after returning to reality."

With the peaceful voice falling, the remaining tarot cards without an owner appeared out of thin air and scattered in front of Fors. The patterns on the back were exactly the same for her to choose.

Confused by the words "party" and "judgment", Forsi, who seemed to be reluctant to communicate with Mr. Fool after reading it again, was stunned for a moment, and then completely surrendered herself to her fate, just touching it. The card closest to you.

"Magician." She looked at the simple pattern on the front of the card and silently read out the characters at the bottom.

............

After confirming the code name, "Mystery" sent the two young ladies back to reality, then glanced at his student, and finally asked Klein:

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Klein finally glanced at Ambrosius' exotic face, and then withdrew his gaze~www.wuxiamtl.com~ shook his head and said:

"No, I had mistakenly thought that someone was praying to me."

"Very good." "Mystery" nodded with satisfaction, flipped his palm, and before Klein could react, he induced Klein to spread his spirituality, and then he threw him and Ambrosius down. .

Looking at the finally clean Origin Castle, a real smile finally appeared on the face of "Mystery", but the smile didn't last long, and the owner's body collapsed and twisted, raising thick and smooth tentacles and disappearing.

"You are really all-pervasive, can't you stop?" "Mystery" clutched the armrest of the stone high-back chair with both hands, the muscles on the pale skin bulged, the blue and black blood vessels were obvious, and the soft face was full of hideousness. He tried his best to maintain his humanoid appearance, suppressing the madness that kept pouring out of his body.

The low laughter of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun gradually became clear, and it continued to reverberate above the gray fog.

............

"Forsi, Forsi..." The wound on his arm had scabbed over, and Xiu, who was bleeding only, whispered to his friend in his arms, shaking his arms gently.

Still affected by the ravings, Forsi, whose brain was still throbbing, stared at the ceiling indifferently, and his voice was ethereal:

"No wonder you don't want to go to an Extraordinary to purify yourself. How could an ordinary Extraordinary know the breath of a god."

Forsi got up from Xiu's arms with a wry smile, looked at the long brown curly hair scattered on the ground with sadness and heartache, and then touched Xiu's wound. Hugh's collar.

"Be honest, everything you know! Quick!"

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