Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

In the empty underground hall, the atmosphere froze strangely. Standing in front of the penultimate stone door, Klein's eyes were dazed, and the waves in his mind were even more majestic than when he first saw the specific image of the god.

"What does this logo symbolize? You seem to know it." Miss Bodyguard, who is a "wraith", has a keen intuition for emotional fluctuations. A hint of curiosity flashed in her calm eyes, and she asked in an ethereal voice.

The illusory voice retrieved Klein's almost still thoughts. He raised his arm in a daze, silently, with a cane in his right hand, and pushed open the all-black door directly.

Zazaza!

The gnashing of teeth could not stop ringing. Among the annoying noises, Klein's lamenting voice was almost inaudible.

"This is a **** of the fourth era."

As a "diver", his powerful spiritual intuition told him that his emotional ups and downs had been exposed for a moment, and instead of pretending to be ignorant, it was better to confess.

Confess part of the truth.

The dark and dull door was getting wider and wider. Klein raised the lantern in his left hand, and the light was shining brightly.

The orange light uncovered the dark veil that covered the statues in the room, and the forgotten history gradually raised its head.

Ice blue eyes stared indifferently at the elf man wearing a jet-black cloak with a soft complexion, and said in an unprecedentedly tired voice:

"This is a strange and powerful **** recorded by the Antigonus family, an ancient **** who is said to have existed in the age of the creator."

At this moment, Klein half-squinted his eyes, and the white light from the lantern reflected on the black acetate glasses blocked his eyes.

"Antigonus..." The bodyguard lady floating in mid-air silently repeated this ancient surname originating from the Fourth Epoch, her body in mid-air slowly descended, her slender legs almost touching the ground .

The legs wrapped in the boots drooped naturally. She looked at the robe of the **** sculpture, layer by layer, like a labyrinth of golden balls, she felt dizzy for a while, as if the statue itself was attached to a certain degree. The strength forced her to withdraw her gaze.

The translucent hazy figure floated up again, her azure blue eyes swept away, and she gave Klein a quick and profound glance.

"You seem to know a lot."

"I said that if I wasn't in my current status, I might become a scholar." Klein shook his head gently, but put down the lantern in his hand, turned around silently, and was about to walk out of here.

If it was his performance just now, maybe now is the real reveal of his emotions.

He naturally felt the power of the pattern on the statue symbolizing "mystery" just now, and even felt dizzy.

Although I don't know why, the owner of this ruin has a very deep understanding of the gods. On the "mysterious" statue just now, he is almost the same as the image shown in the diary, which is the best answer.

I actually don't know my half body... Klein stopped at the door of the last room, and the originally dead inspiration fluctuated again. He turned to look at Miss Bodyguard, who was slightly closing his eyes in mid-air, thinking about something, and took the initiative:

"In here..."

"It's very dangerous." The bodyguard lady with half-closed eyes opened her eyes instantly, and the doubts just now disappeared from her blue eyes, and continued to explain, "But the danger here is bound."

"If you go deep, don't move anything rashly."

Phew... Klein's raised hand dropped a few centimeters, and the look in his eyes became more complicated.

Danger of being tied down?

There are seven statues of gods placed in this ruins, but there are no other true gods in the fourth era...such as the true creator and the **** of death, and the **** of steam and machinery that finally became gods, as well as possible existences Primordial witch.

What existed in the ruins was the so-called righteous **** at that time? Klein's right hand stopped in the air, moved forward several times, and then hesitated to retract it.

Finally, after hesitating for a while, he climbed up the last stone door with all his free hands, his muscles bursting along the lats.

The light of the horse lantern gradually dimmed. When the gap was fully opened, the light that could have illuminated a secret room could only radiate to the one or two meters in front of Klein, displacing the darkness ahead with difficulty.

There really is a problem here... Feeling the hidden danger, Klein subconsciously touched the Azik copper whistle and the spell that were hidden in his pocket at this time.

If the mysterious ear he bought at the party last time had not been sacrificed to the gray fog along with Rosago's Beyonder characteristics, he might even try to use that spell.

Standing in the only remaining light, Klein raised his arms and walked forward actively.

This room is different from the other rooms where the statues were stored just now. The layout is wider, the environment is deeper, and the atmosphere is depressing.

After about thirty steps forward, Miss Bodyguard, who was suspended behind Klein, stopped first.

She took the initiative to move forward and said without turning her eyes:

"The front collapsed."

Klein frowned, the lantern in his hand was raised higher, and a piece of brown-gray mud and boulders blocked his view.

On the left and right sides of the room, there is a two-sided door blocking the same style as the stone door in the hall, but the right side has been filled with mud and stone, and the left side is fully opened and closed.

"There has been a certain amount of damage here...and has anyone been here?" With the gradually weakening lighting, Klein glanced sharply at the traces left on the ground, and guessed hard.

While he was observing, the lady bodyguard who had been following behind suddenly moved smartly and flew into the mud and stone inside the stone gate on the right.

Hey... Klein wanted to stop him, but thinking of Rosago's final outcome, he put his raised right hand down again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he waited patiently.

About a few minutes later, this ghostly bodyguard lady emerged from the floor tiles not far from Klein, and she looked normal.

"The collapse on the right side was blocked, and there is a certain 'devil' atmosphere there."

She turned her gaze, but her eyes remained flat.

"Here too."

Klein followed the other side's line of sight, staring at the left stone door exuding spiritual light, his frowning brows tightened even more, and there was a hint of alertness in his ice blue eyes.

"Is there an aura of 'devil' here?"

Maybe this is the danger that Miss Bodyguard mentioned just now!

Even if he is bound, thinking of the recent case of the Ripper, Klein does not intend to stay here for a moment longer!

"No, there's just the aura of a 'devil' here, and I didn't notice any signs of the 'devil' activity." The bodyguard's voice was ethereal, looking at Klein with a puzzled face, and took the initiative to explain, "If There are 'devils', and we were exposed to them when we first entered the hall."

"The 'devil' has a strong sense of perception?" Thinking of Mr. Agron's vague description, Klein asked ignorantly, placing the lantern lower in his hand.

It seemed that he was restraining himself, and took the initiative to return to Miss Bodyguard behind Klein to think for a while before replying faintly:

"Just the perception of 'malicious'."

After getting the exact answer, Klein didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and at the same time secretly decided in his heart that the next Tarot Club must exchange information about "devil" and "alien" with Little "Sun".

Although I feel that if the "hanged man" cooperates, I may not need to really pay anything.

As soon as this disgraceful thought appeared, Klein's conscience stopped the subsequent associations, his thoughts converged, and the thumb of his right hand pressed against the mechanism on the top of the cane, and walked into the stone door opened on the left.

The light of the lantern was getting dim, but at this time, Klein and Miss Bodyguard no longer needed its faint flame.

On the slate on the floor of the room, piles of bones covered with rotten clothes were stacked one upon another. Among the more bizarre bones, the spiritual brilliance of a little dark gold and dark blue was beating like a heart.

In this dark room, there are actually several Beyonder characteristics that have been condensed!

The somewhat surprised Klein was about to turn his head, but he caught a glimpse of the bodyguard who was floating beside him suddenly with a condensed expression, and quickly flew behind him.

Boom!

A huge, heavy sound exploded in Klein's ears without warning, and he quickly backed away. Miss Bodyguard, who could penetrate obstacles at will like a ghost, slammed into the suddenly closed stone door.

In Klein's spiritual vision, the young lady's breath was silently changing. At this time, she was a little like Maric in the Brave Bar, not like a living person.

Her pale and delicate skin reflected a steel-like cold light, and her slender arms slammed into the tightly closed stone door, making a thud.

But no matter how hard you try, the door closed by invisible forces is only scattered with dust, but there is no sign of movement.

Miss Bodyguard's burst of strength just now was enough to shatter steel... Klein, who intuitively felt the vibration, swallowed, and waited until Miss Bodyguard gave up the attack before questioning:

"Is there influence here?"

There was no ruddy on her pale cheeks, but there was a little crystal bodyguard hanging between her pale golden hair. She stood silently on the spot without answering. After being silent for a while, her body suddenly returned to its usual illusory and hazy state, and she floated back to Ke. Lane's side.

"We need to find a new way."

As she said that, she turned her head slightly, her blue eyes with unprecedented solemnity, and stared deeply at the front.

new way? Klein's inspiration moved slightly, and he turned back with his brows furrowed. He was surprised to find that the stone door that was closed just now was completely opened in front of him, just like the door they had just entered.

This is to let us go further and not go back the same way?

Klein watched the strange changes in front of him, his eyes changed several times, and he glanced imperceptibly at the equally silent Miss Bodyguard.

After taking a long sigh of relief, he seemed to have made up a certain determination, and silently called out his own half-body in his heart.

How could he be stubborn not to use his resources after he had learned that there was a certain danger bound here, and even experienced a strange change.

Even if he could be resurrected, Klein didn't think he could walk out of the secret room at will after being resurrected.

Of course, in order to make "Mystery" respond as soon as possible, he even recited the other party's honorable name in his heart.

"A fool who does not belong to this era..."

Over and over again, in the dead space, Klein did not hear that peaceful and familiar voice.

I just felt a gaze cast from a high place inexplicably, staring at me indifferently, just staring.

Won't the danger here kill me? Feeling the inexplicable attitude of his body, Klein changed the almost extinguished lantern to his right hand, and continued to touch the Azik copper whistle in his pocket with his left hand.

The strange thing is that this soft and cold copper whistle, as always, did not appear strangely cold like it did when it encountered the real descendant of the creator before.

"There's no obvious malice here." The ethereal voice interrupted the silence in the air. Klein looked sideways, reflecting the deepness in Miss Bodyguard's eyes.

"I think we can only move forward." Klein suddenly said.

After a few more seconds, he nodded slowly inexplicably, and then took the initiative to walk forward.

Whoa!

The moment he stepped through the stone gate, in the space behind the open door, a group of dim flames filled with gunpowder smoke suddenly rose, and the dark room instantly became bright.

Zheng! With a sound of golden cries, the nervous Klein instantly pulled out the chain blade clenched in his right hand.

Miss Bodyguard, who had been following him, was relatively calm, but the blue eyes also became deep, like a deep sea with waves.

The room here is still silent except for the crackling of the flames, and the three black high-backed chairs in the center of the room stand quietly, just as they have been for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the high-backed chair in the center was blurred, and the colors in the air were distorted invisibly. It seemed that the optical barrier composed of moisture had lost its original strength, and the withered corpses sitting on the corresponding high-backed chairs slowed down. emerges slowly.

They lowered their heads and wore old armor with an ancient charm, each with a hole in the chest, quiet and dead.

"What's the situation?" Klein, whose cognition was hit one after another, didn't relax~www.wuxiamtl.com~, but he didn't move forward rashly.

The bodyguard, who is in a more spiritual state and has relatively rich experience, frowned beautifully, and rarely did not give an answer.

These three corpses almost no longer contain spiritual light, only the middle of the corpse's chest, a little bit of dark brilliance is slowly throbbing, like the fire of the soul that is unwilling to leave.

Miss Bodyguard moved forward a little and looked at the light, but found that on the chest of the corpse in the middle, a black crystal replaced the position of the heart, tenaciously supporting the preservation of that breath.

"Maybe that's the danger of being tied down."

The danger of being bound... Miss Bodyguard's guess did not smooth Klein's frown. His free left hand went deep into his pocket, and a gold coin jumped up to his fingertips.

"Danger lurks here."

Zheng!

He flipped the gold coin in his hand familiarly, just like he had done thousands of times before.

But the gold coin did not fall back to Klein's palm like it did every time.

Under a gravitational force, it voluntarily flew backwards and fell into an unreal pale palm.

The dull red-haired young man slowly walked past the two people who were standing still strangely, silently watching the three corpses in front of him.

His crimson eyes were bright, rational and calm, and a smile slowly appeared on his indifferent face, and his voice was hoarse.

"An unlucky dead man, it's funny, isn't it?"

Zheng!

The shining gold coins landed with the numbers facing up.

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