Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

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There are still twenty-eight minutes until Roselle dies.

The closer to the point of death, the more accurate the time of death sensed by the authority. The Decayed King went to the murder scene in high spirits, and an Adam spawned on the way.

It seems that there are always unexpected things. Although he had made up his mind not to help Roselle and was determined to watch the movie about the emperor's fall in the special seat with popcorn, there were still people who didn't believe it. The decadent king took two steps, the familiar mirror corridor of the White Maple Palace, the familiar Royal Hall, but the distance to the next pillar did not change. He simply stood there and waited for the person who came to wait for him.

The trend of the times has already determined that Roselle must die. You, the demon lurking beside the true Creator, waiting for an opportunity, don't even think about surviving!

This sentence popped up in my mind for no reason. I don't need to think about who it is. Adam's real body did not appear, but the figure of Adam appeared in the nearest mirror. This is one of the reasons why the Decayed King does not like Him. He always wants to be the mastermind behind the scenes, and always wants to benefit by using the method of the enemy being in the open and me being in the dark. Do you really think of yourself as the only audience in the audience, and you only need to watch everyone fighting on the stage with an innocent smile? There is no such good thing, you might as well be a high-dimensional looker.

The decadent king quietly watched His performance, alert but not completely alert. He diligently controlled the slightly uneasy expression on Edward's face. He looked around. The Hall of Kings and the Hall of Mirrors had fallen apart. Now there was a dark land and a red sky, like an abyss. I thought it was an ocean of spiritual consciousness. After all, Adam was very smart.

Suddenly, His expression changed slightly, and He discovered that the dark red sky was faintly revealing some familiar dim starlight - this was actually His own spiritual ocean! Adam actually sneaked into His consciousness to kill Him!
It's been a long time since I've seen someone so eager to die.

"You look more trustworthy than Fabuti, and you are obviously more cunning and sinister than Fabuti." Adam's eyes were covered with gold, and his voice rumbled, with a strong brainwashing and mental suggestion effect, "The demon path is not suitable for the birth of a true god, and the alien species is a better choice. You don't seem to want to change your path, so I will accept your characteristics."

Uncharacteristically, Edward said nothing, and the expression on his face gradually changed from cautious and vaguely crazy to sullen impatience.

“This is my ocean of spiritual consciousness.”

"You were able to come in so easily? Are you the real body of Adam Sequence 1? Ah, just a virtual personality that carries the characteristics of Sequence ."

"I……"

"I haven't given you permission to speak yet."

The world of consciousness often represents the truth hidden beneath the surface. It seems that His actions all along were indeed just acting. Is His true character really like this... Adam's calm expression suddenly cracked, and a look other than "innocent" and "simple" appeared in his pure golden eyes. The black fog that permeated the consciousness dissipated, the dark red sky turned into pure black, and the earth and mountains turned into dust. The abyss on the surface of the ocean of consciousness collapsed, and after the curtain was lifted, the extinguished sun, the crimson moon, countless stars and galaxies appeared one after another, and what appeared before Him was the endless universe!

Starry sky!

It turned out to be the starry sky!
How could an angel born on Earth know about the extinguished sun and starry sky? There is only one possibility, he is a favored one of the outer gods, or even -

He saw a huge face that almost filled his entire field of vision, and he was standing in the palm of his hand. No, that was not a face, it was a "head" formed by countless vines that twisted and grew like buds. He was not standing on his palm, but on a twisted and tangled root system that was slowly moving! Eyes grew at the end of some vines, and each eye stared at him with the same cold eyes! But after a flash of light, Adam saw that what appeared in front of him was just a face that resembled a human. Miscalculated, completely miscalculated, this was not an unsuspecting Sequence 2 demon, it was clearly an Old One that descended on the earth! He knew that his virtual personality could not leave alive, so he began to think about how to transfer the information to the original body. But the words that followed interrupted his thoughts:

"This is my ocean of consciousness. Now that you are here, don't even think about escaping."

The Decayed King looked listless, revealing a temperament that showed he had no interest in anything. "Your original body will not get any memory of this clone. You assassinated me twice, arranged three times, and stole the Devil Card to contain me. I have tolerated you for a long time, Adam, you will not die easily."

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"Here is your ticket, please take it."

"Thank you."

I took the ticket from the ticket seller and looked at it. The ticket was finely made, with gold-plated levers and gears printed on it. This Roselle Memorial Exhibition was held by the Church of Steam, claiming to be the largest exhibition in the Kingdom of Loen with the most comprehensive exhibits. The ticket was relatively cheap, only half a pound, and there was no VIP channel, after all, it was aimed at the middle class.

The event is on the 16th, next Tuesday, so there is plenty of time.

The small amount of pollution carried by the True Creator randomly dropped other curses under the influence of my overflowing spirituality, and under my intentional guidance, it developed into the fifth curse, "Soul Decay". Well, the memory fragmented and disappeared, the spiritual power weakened, and the body was downgraded. However, because He is only around Sequence 7 now, the effect cannot be seen. After all, if the abnormal aurora appeared immediately, He would definitely notice it, and even He himself would find the problem, so this subtle influence is less noticeable.

I have nothing to do anyway. I have no direct conflict with the Steam Church, and I have no intention of robbing the Steam Church this time. I haven't finished reading the two Roselle diaries at home, and I haven't found any valuable information in them. Although they talk about the Blasphemy Card, Bethel Abraham and the Starry Sky, they are basically things I already know.

It seems that the little fortune teller was very lucky and found a lot of useful parts. However, where did he get his connections? He couldn't collect a lot of useless diaries to extract the information he needed by himself, right? He didn't look like someone from a secret organization.

A secret order?
However, the Secret Order would not allow only a Sequence 8 member to come to a foreign country to complete the mission of assassinating Lanevus alone.

No, it's hard to say. I heard that Antigonus's notes were leaked due to the negligence of the members of the secret society in Loen. It always feels incredible that such an important item could be lost due to "mistakes".

I put away the ticket and felt bored again, so I thought about whether I should visit Miss Fors and give her a surprise check.

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Klein took a leisurely nap, but not long after, he was awakened by the disturbing prayers of the layers of illusions. Male? Mr. "Hanged Man", or Little "Sun"? Is the main ingredient of my potion finally coming? Klein carefully identified it for a few seconds, quickly forgot his anger at being disturbed, got up quickly, walked four steps backwards, and entered the gray fog. He found that the crimson star symbolizing the "Hanged Man" was shrinking and expanding, so he stretched out his hand and touched it with his spirituality.

After giving the customary Fool his honorific name, The Hanged Man prayed:

"...I have collected the spinal fluid of the evil-marked black panther and the medullary crystals of the Elf Spring. Please allow me to hold a sacrificial ceremony and please hand them over to Mr. World."

The progress is very fast... The Hanged Man said that there will be a pirate gathering soon. It seems that it is not soon, but right now... He always speaks in a veiled and half-truthful way... Klein nodded slightly and said:
"can."

After a simple sacrificial ceremony, Klein felt much happier and admired the two extraordinary materials placed on the surface of the long bronze table.

As for other auxiliary materials, he had already bought them in different stores. "Sun" Derrick did not let Klein wait too long. On Wednesday evening, he prayed quietly and told Mr. "Fool" that he had prepared the real roots and juice of the Mist Tree Man, and asked him to pass it on to "The World".

Klein just looked at them, feeling somewhat complacent.

In the modern era, Sequence 7 is the threshold to the Middle Sequence. This means that Beyonders have finally bid farewell to the state of being only slightly stronger than ordinary people in certain aspects, and will possess relatively abundant Beyonder abilities!
Huh... Klein exhaled slowly and returned to his bedroom. He brought the extraordinary materials into the real world by summoning himself.

He did not prepare any additional utensils. With the Joker's control over his body, it was very difficult for him to make mistakes.

He gradually put the spinal fluid of the evil-marked black panther and the real roots of the misty tree man in. A light white mist suddenly rose up in the sound that made people's teeth ache, and was forcibly pulled back into the iron pot by an invisible force.

When everything calmed down, Klein quickly poured out the liquid inside, pouring it into the transparent glass bottle that had been prepared long ago without leaving a drop. The liquid was quite special, as if there were fireworks blooming inside, with red, orange, yellow, green and other colors constantly emanating, disappearing, and reappearing.

This is the "Magician" potion!
Klein placed the one-pound gold coin between the thumb and index finger of his left hand, flicked it upwards, and opened his palm to catch it.

Pah! The gold coin fell down, with the portrait facing upwards, indicating affirmation!

At this time, it was already dark, and the gas lamp in the room had not yet been lit. It was pitch black all around, and Klein sat on the sofa, using meditation to calm his inner throbbing, letting all the emotions temporarily stay away from him.

After doing all this, he took the tall glass bottle, tilted his neck back, and drank the "Magician" potion.

As the cold potion flowed down the throat, countless bubbles burst at every moment.

As Klein was experiencing this stimulation, a huge amount of information suddenly flowed into his mind, transforming into fireworks blooming one after another. The veins on his forehead bulged and bulged, and his head seemed to be about to burst and explode!
"Honakis...Flegera...Honakis...Flegera...Honakis...Flegera..."

The ethereal temptation echoed again. Klein's head expanded and contracted, contracted and expanded, and gradually regained his thoughts. He began to consciously restrain his thoughts, outline the ball of light, and gradually approached the state of meditation.

Klein sat in the dark, on the sofa, leaning forward, watching the abnormality in his arms warily, as if a monster was gestating there.

A few minutes later, everything was finally back to normal. Klein sighed silently, "Fortunately, no one came to knock on the door or ring the bell at this time... I completely digested the Sequence 8 potion before choosing to advance, and there are still such serious residual effects. It must be very difficult for those Beyonders who rely on time to polish themselves to get through this stage."

"No wonder it took the captain nine years..."

“No wonder the owner of the Dragon Bar, former Punisher Captain Swain, has never dared to take the Sequence 7 Navigator potion…”

After sitting quietly for another ten seconds, Klein slowly stood up.

At this moment, he is already a mid-sequence Beyonder.

At this moment, he is already a "magician".

TBC
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I found that I haven’t been mumbling anything after a chapter recently.

Then I will backstab Decline. He is a silent troll.

(End of this chapter)