Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Apart from the 'God of Death' pathway, a Beyonder who can control a corpse?"

Derrick scratched his head, his expression became a little weird.

"Mr. World, are you sure you are asking this question?"

Not only him, but this time, even the "hanged man" who was sitting in the row moved his mouth slightly, but he still didn't say anything after all, and gave the opportunity to "the sun".

Is there anything wrong with this question? Audrey restrained her curiosity and found that Miss Judgment and Magician were just like her, showing a little curiosity.

For her who has just entered the extraordinary world, this is indeed a question worth exploring.

"Mainly..." The big boy who was nearly two meters tall paused, as if thinking about how to describe it.

"If this question requires additional payment, I will answer you a question for free." Klein frowned.

When did you become as simple as a little "sun" and learn to do the "hanged man"?

"There is no need for additional compensation..." Seeing that his hesitation was misunderstood by Mr. World, Derrick hurriedly defended.

Suddenly, the "hanged man" on the side waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Actually, 'sun' means... Except for Beyonders of the 'Death God' pathway, there should not be too many ways to manipulate corpses, especially for spirit world creatures, many slightly more powerful spirit world creatures, all It can affect the corpse to a certain extent.”

Alger looked around at the other members and explained the problem patiently. He didn't suddenly change his mind and wanted to play Mr. Good, but at the moment when he had already used Mr. Fool's power to rapidly improve the sequence, he was equally extremely powerful. The potential release of goodwill is an investment in itself.

"There are many Beyonders who can do it?"

Compared with Klein, who was still thinking, Audrey the Justice did not hesitate, and asked for more details.

"'Mr. Hanged Man, you just said that in addition to spirit world creatures, there are many Beyonders who can do it, right?"

"I mean, it can make the corpse agile, and to a certain extent disguise its state before death."

"World" tilted his head stiffly and shifted his gaze from "Sun" to "The Hanged Man".

"As far as I know, the Beyonders of the 'Xenogeneic' pathway and the more powerful mid-sequence of the 'Divinator' pathway can do similar things." Alger simply asked two questions, and looked at The World. There are also some hints.

Sure enough, my formula made him suspicious... Klein at the top closed his eyes, thinking back to D'Artagnan's strange state that day.

First of all, from the perspective of the "substitute", the thread of the corpse's spiritual body is definitely not in a state of being manipulated. The thread of its spiritual body does not converge in one direction, but is scattered everywhere like a living person.

Then there is only the 'Xenogeneic'... Sure enough, as I guessed, the "wraith" that can be spiritualized, just like Miss Sharon manipulated the corpse that day, D'Artagnan is one of them. "Wraith" vest.

Is it really Miss Sharon?

D'Artagnan did feel my peeping that day, but there was no hostility towards me... Under Klein's control, "The World" nodded in the direction of "The Hanged Man".

"You can ask a question, and as long as it is within my ability, I can give the answer."

Alger raised his brows and glanced calmly at the "sun" beside him. The other party's lowered eyes were like a child who made a mistake.

Because he didn't answer the question of "the world" in the first time, he needed a question to repay the debt, so he thought it was his fault?

To be honest, Alger, who has been focusing on self-interest since he was a child, can't quite understand the way of thinking of "The Sun".

"Just help me check if someone is selling the recipe of Ocean Singer." Alger had a rare smile on his face.

Although he can continue to wait for the reward of His Royal Highness Edmund for the subsequent formula, but compared with the formula of "Ocean Singer", the materials and rituals behind it are more difficult to prepare. He intends to use his merits with His Royal Highness to ask for promotion s help.

"No problem." "World" nodded slightly.

Spirituality consumed almost a third... Klein, who was at the top, tapped on the table lightly, and after all the members' eyes returned to him, his voice calmly said:

"Just here today."

"Your will is my will."

Justice stood up first, followed by the rest of the members. Even World, under the control of Klein's familiarity, followed everyone's actions and bowed deeply to the conference convener at the top.

The crimson light quickly enveloped several high-backed chairs, and only the figure on the seat of "World" still existed.

The skin was still so pale that the morbid-looking "Secret" habitually tapped the tabletop.

"Are you going to be promoted now?"

Compared with the usual Tarot Club, this Tarot Club is significantly shorter. It is precisely because Klein plans to be promoted to Sequence Seven today and needs to retain more spirituality to ensure that no other problems will arise during the promotion.

"Any questions?"

Klein let go of the hand he held in front of him in order to wait for the sacrificial ceremony of "The Sun" and "The Hanged Man", a look of doubt appeared on his face.

It is said that when I was promoted to "Joker", "Mystery" should have woken up... He recalled the strange babble he heard at that time, and his expression still maintained a faint doubt.

If he remembered correctly, Freguera, who kept repeating in the babble, should be the ancient **** of the second era, the king of demon wolves, and the father of Antigonus, the angel under the seat of "Mystery".

The first lesson the captain taught himself was that when Beyonders were promoted, they would often hear babblings from the top of the pathway or high positions... When the "diver" was promoted, he heard Flegera. Does it have other meanings?

"No, you don't need to be cautious now, but when you advance to Sequence Six... then your connection with this gray fog will gradually strengthen, so that some special high-rank and 'Fate' path Beyonders You will see the weirdness of your spirit body, and it may cause some trouble."

"Mystery" didn't go around in circles, and there was not much blood on his tired face.

"In other words, after I'm promoted to Sequence Six, there will be more and more people like Will Auceptin who find my connection with the gray fog?"

This is not a good sign!

"That's right."

After receiving a positive answer from "Mystery", Klein resisted the urge to touch his forehead and asked:

"Isn't there any remedy?"

If those high sequences can find themselves abnormal, isn't there danger every day, every hour, every minute?

He looked at "Mystery" expectantly, but his half body shook his head firmly.

"As long as you can still board the gray fog, there is no way to hide your connection to the gray fog."

However, his words changed, and Klein's hope was aroused again.

"Of course, after you are promoted to Sequence Four, this connection will become controllable. As long as you don't take the initiative to expose it, no one can find you following the aura of the gray fog."

"And don't worry, except for little Zarath who is still in madness, a 'Worm of Time' who has been too busy to take care of himself, and my little nephew, other high-ranking sequences will not be keenly aware of your connection with Gray Mist, Even the Extraordinary of the Destiny Path, only the angel level can glimpse this connection by looking directly, and the Extraordinary below the angel will suffer no less damage than looking directly at the mythical creature as long as he looks directly at you."

That is to say, in Sequence Six and Sequence Five, I need to rely on my own strength to get rid of that minimal danger?

Among the existences described by "Mystery" just now, the one who threatens him the most now is Zarath. As long as he does not install the other party directly, there should not be too much danger.

This should also be what Will Auceptin said, and the reason why "Mystery" made me ask for an extra spell from his hand.

If I'm really unlucky to install Zaratul, I can at least detonate the spell in exchange for a "secret" rescue opportunity.

"I'll pay attention." Klein nodded deeply. At the same time, his hands were not idle. At the same time, he triggered two crimson stars that were shining brightly. The figures of "Sun" and "The Hanged Man" were hazy in the red light. Swaying in the middle, the illusory door full of mysterious patterns slowly opened, and two materials wrapped in spirituality flew out from it.

Looking at the real rhizomes of the misty tree people, which are delicate and rough on the surface, as if there are still life "breathing", and the medulla crystals of the elf spring water that looks like a peeled egg with liquid flowing inside, Klein's mouth twitched. With a sincere smile.

Although the "substitute" also gave himself the opportunity to use some of the "magician" abilities, and may even be stronger than the general "magician" in effect, this is far from the reality of his own becoming a Sequence Seven.

It's been too long... Klein fed back the prepared images to "The Sun" and "The Hanged Man", waved his hand, and the illusory door on the mottled desktop dissipated.

"I will follow your ceremony."

Before Klein could speak, "Secret" who was sitting across from him nodded slightly, and there was also a smile in his all-black eyes.

After receiving the promise of the half body, Klein no longer hesitated, wrapped his body with spirituality quickly, returned to reality, and moved his slightly numb legs. He returned to the materials hidden in the wardrobe and on the gray fog, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Although his identity as a Beyonder has been exposed, he has not prepared any corresponding instruments at home.

Looking at the pots and pans in front of him, he had to admit that Klein regretted it a little.

Forget it, let's live together...

He carefully brushed the iron stewing pot that he had not used a few times several times. After confirming that there was no extra thing attached to the surface, he prepared the potion in the order of assisting first and then the main body.

After all, he had already had an experience, and with the help of the "clown"'s control over his body, Klein didn't think too much like the first time when Old Neil prepared a potion for himself, and completed the prelude smoothly. Several main materials were put in.

A light white mist suddenly rose up, pulled by invisible force, even though the surface of the liquid in the iron pot was like boiling water, but still not a drop of water splashed out, but all the potions were strangely concentrated inward.

After waiting for about half a minute, the pot of boiling liquid finally subsided. Not only did Klein pour the liquid into the cup he had prepared earlier, he looked at the strange and colorful colors, and was silent for a while.

I have to say that it is worthy of being called a "magician". The whole cup of potion seems to have life. Fireworks are constantly popping out from the liquid surface. , and disappears, very dreamy.

Klein flipped his **** lightly, and a golden coin rose from the air and landed firmly in the palm of his hand, face up.

This bottle of potion is indeed successfully prepared!

His right hand slid over his cheek and pulled it violently. The entire human skin mask was violently torn off. Klein Moretti's youthful and bookish face was still sparse with stubble, and his chin was not clean. A lot more mature.

"This is the second step of revenge."

In the dimly lit kitchen, Klein drank the potion while standing outside the window through the pale yellow dust mist, leaving only a thin orange-red dusk.

In the shattered hazy sunset, the broken light was refracted under the barrier of the fog, and it enveloped the only upright target in the house from all directions. There was not much light of temperature dotted on the surface of the fading skin, causing Klein to suffer from pain. And the twisted face set off quite terrifying.

"Honakis...Fregra...Honakis...Fregra...Honakis...Fre Regera..."

Compared with the previous two times, the clearer babble echoed in Klein's ears, and the blue veins on his forehead were provoked with wicked taste. Along with the large amount of information contained in the potion, it seemed to overwhelm Klein's shaky consciousness.

However, compared to the impact brought by those higher-level existences, this seemingly fatal pain has become a process that can be adapted.

In the shock of babbling and roaring, he resisted the temptation of the ethereal and illusory, and focused all his attention on the process of constricting his own spirituality and consciousness, constantly sketching the image of the layered light ball in his mind, and gradually a touch of blue and black crawled. On the dazzling surface, the layered light spheres grew and proliferated along with the fog, vaguely taking on the shape of a human.

"Mysterious?"

Klein was a little puzzled, UU reading www.uukanshu. com But in the face of the danger that might get out of control, he did not dare to relax at all, the image in his mind was clearer, and the terrifying ravings that were trying to get in were expelled in the opposite direction.

After an unknown amount of time, Klein, who was numb all over, finally put down the arms that were tightly clasped at the sides and stood up straight.

He took a tentative step forward.

boom.

When the soles of the feet landed, there was almost nothing like the backlash brought about by the lack of skillful restraint in spirituality when he was promoted to "Joker".

I'm already a Sequence Seven?

Confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body, he quickly walked to the full-length mirror in the bedroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror without light, there was no noticeable change on Klein's body, only the position of his eyes was deeper, and the whites of his eyes were dyed with a shadow-like darkness.

It's like "secret".

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