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It should be a clone, and a very important clone.
Klein agreed while thinking about the next countermeasures.
"I can also tell you the Magician's potion formula as a reward for asking you to take my ashes back to my hometown."
This reward is really generous... Klein complained, and then accepted the matter with a smile.
The Sequence 4 Conspiracy Mage was originally his target for this adventure to sneak into St. Samuel's Church.
"You have such a high status, if the ashes you left behind were dumped into the Serenzo River, wouldn't it cause mutations in the creatures in the river?"
Zaratul smiled and said: "This is not something to worry about. My ashes have lost their extraordinary properties and will not cause any changes."
"That puts me at ease."
Klein felt that before he tried to leave, he could squeeze some more useful knowledge from Zaratul.
"What is the origin of this stone statue?"
"He is a descendant of an ancient god." Zaratul chuckled and said, "He also has a brother, who should be familiar to you."
"Antigonus."
Antigonus...the Kingdom of the Night...Hornakis...Fregera...
Klein began to put the fragmented information together and sort out the general story of what happened.
After squeezing out a pile of extraordinary knowledge from Zaratul, Klein briefly left the church and went to search for the obsidian in Zaratul's mouth.
This object is necessary to open the door here, in this foggy town.
After some searching, Klein finally found the piece of obsidian. He returned to the church and faced Zaratul again, finding that he seemed to be very sure that he could retrieve the obsidian he needed.
Can He see my future?
With doubts, Klein handed the obsidian to Zaratul for a look. Zaratul nodded and said, "You are a very lucky person."
"I've always thought so."
"It's good, the lucky ones go further down this path."
"Thank you for your kind words."
After a few words of greeting, Zaratul told Klein the opening symbol and the magician's potion formula, and even said in a joking tone: "You can try to divine whether this potion formula is true."
"I believe in your character." Klein said with a smile.
"Believing too much in one person is not a quality that a qualified Extraordinary should possess."
Yes, so I don’t believe what you say in my heart... The smile on Klein’s face is still there.
This opening symbol taught to him by Zaratul is generally consistent with the complex symbols provided by the Antigonus Family Notes through the Ragdoll of Doom.
However, there are still slight differences in the details between the two. The meniscus pattern and a fold line logo have swapped positions.
As the first owner of the Antigonus Family Notebook, it is absolutely impossible for Zaratul to remember this symbol incorrectly. The reason for the difference must be that Zaratul has some conspiracy.
Fortunately
I have already known about this complex symbol in the Antigonus family's notes in advance, otherwise I would not be able to see clearly what Zarathu is planning in this regard.
"All the conditions have been met, you can open the door to escape."
Having said this, Zaratul looked at Klein again and chuckled: "Young man, don't forget to take my urn."
As the words fell, his entire body disintegrated into countless tiny light spots, spreading around and then blending into the void.
Where Zaratu had just sat, there was a tin-white jar left behind. The pattern on it was very simple and ancient, but there was nothing special about it.
Klein controlled his secret puppet to pick up the urn and gently opened the lid. Inside was grayish-white powder and particles.
It was really ordinary ashes. Who cremated Zaratul? Did he cremate himself? And how were the ashes placed in the jar after cremation?
Klein speculated with a hint of evil interest as he walked to the wall behind the stone statue of Mother of Heaven.
There was a depression there that seemed to be almost the same shape as the obsidian.
Klein stared at it for a while, then placed the obsidian into the recess and began to draw the complex symbols that Zaratul had just taught him.
When he came to the place at the end where there was a difference, and he was thinking about whether to choose to believe Zaratul or the Antigonus family notes, the time spell in the palm of his right hand began to heat up again.
The distorted symbol above was glowing, then floated up to the height of a finger and began to reorganize into a new complex symbol.
The new complex symbols were imprinted into the talisman, and the entire time spell was in a semi-activated state. It only needed a light touch to be fully activated.
Now, the third option is in front of Klein. It depends on how he chooses.
"Maybe I didn't have a choice at the beginning."
Klein murmured, thinking that such thoughts were too negative.
In the end, he chose to believe Hastur.
It's not a crescent moon symbol, nor are it twisted lines, but three stars.
When the entire symbol was completed, the time spell on Klein's palm was completely activated, forming a brilliant starry sky that enveloped everything around it, illuminating the entire dark church.
A portal with flashing light also opened at this time, but it was blocked outside by the starry sky that lit up first.
As the starlight grew stronger, an illusory figure appeared from behind Klein.
Klein suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He immediately switched positions with his puppet and stepped back a distance, entering the light emitted by the starry sky. Only then did he look back at the place where he had just stood.
Zaratul, who claimed that he was dead, appeared before him.
"Dear Mr. Zaratul, weren't you already dead? You even put your ashes into a jar yourself. How come you appear in front of me now?"
"Are you worried that I won't take your urn away as agreed, so you followed me silently like that?"
"Or did you have bad intentions from the beginning?"
Klein mocked mercilessly. If it weren't for this starry sky that forced Zaratul's figure out from the void, God knows how long He would have been waiting.
How to deal with yourself.
"Young man, didn't you also not believe me from the beginning?"
Zaratul showed no embarrassment on his face for having his true identity revealed, and remained calm. However, his gaze towards the starry sky seemed somewhat doubtful.
He seemed to be doubting something, being cautious, yet not daring to confirm it directly.
"I think I should leave now. As for your ashes, since you are still alive, it is better for you to take them back to your hometown and scatter your own ashes with your own hands. This will be more meaningful, isn't it?"
Klein realized that this starry sky could not last too long, and he did not dare to delay any longer. While it could still block Zaratul, he quickly left through the portal.
"leave?"
A gleam of light flashed in Zaratul's eyes, and the shadows of history around him turned into a torrent, distorting the surrounding time and space, and began to wash away the starry sky before his eyes.
Klein did not hesitate any longer. He merged his body into the starry sky, went to open the light door, and escaped from here.
His departure also took away the brilliant starry sky, and in the end, only a piece of talisman paper that had lost all its extraordinary power was left, burning in front of Zaratul.
The dim firelight shone on Zaratul's face, as if mocking his many calculations that were in vain.
Zaratul was not angry about this, but just stared deeply at the place where the starry sky disappeared.
"Amon, do you really have such ability?"
"Starry sky, an authority different from the Goddess of Night, who could this be?"
"Could it be an old friend I know?"
Muttering a few words, Zaratul stretched out his hand and pulled into the void, and a portal emitting light reappeared before his eyes.
Although this portal pulled from past history could only exist for a short time, it was enough for Him to pass through.
……
Countless transparent maggots huddled together, sitting on the huge chair, slowly wriggling, growing wildly, and spreading out almost invisible tentacles.
At the bottom of the ancient chair, there is a tarot card lying quietly.
It also showed Roselle on the surface. The great emperor was wearing a gorgeous headdress, colorful clothes, and carrying a cane with luggage hanging on it, as if he was about to go on a long journey.
His expression showed a longing for poetry and the distance, and there was a puppy beside him. In the upper corner, there were words outlined by bright starlight: "Sequence 0: Fool!"
This is Sequence 0 of the Fortune Teller's Path, The Fool!
Klein was shocked. Now he called himself the Fool and happened to be on the path of a fortune teller. Was all this really just a coincidence?
A sense of fate came over him, and he felt that everything was arranged from the beginning, just like what 008 had done.
During Klein's silence, the starlight was shining brightly, as if connected to the starlight on the Fool card under the ancient chair in the distance.
Wait a minute, what does Mr. Hasta want to do?
Could it be that he wanted to take this opportunity to take away the Fool card?
Although this was a bit absurd, Klein felt that this was something Mr. Hastur would do.
Thinking of this, his heart began to beat violently. If, if it could really succeed.
Then I don't need to search for the next Sequence 3, Sequence 2, Sequence 1 or even Sequence 0 potion formulas and promotion
Ascension ceremony.
All he had to do was make a deal with Mr. Hasta and exchange it for the right chips.
I hope it will be successful.
Klein was looking forward to this in his heart, and the hazy starlight did not disappoint him. The Fool Tarot Card under the ancient chair began to tremble slightly, as if trying to break free of some kind of restraint and flew towards him.
At this moment, the group of transparent maggots entwined on the ancient chair seemed to be disturbed, and each maggot formed a vertical eye and looked in this direction.
It did not stop the Fool's Tarot Card from moving, but just looked in that direction.
It was thinking, and its confused mind began to have a concept called clarity.
But just as the Fool Tarot Card was about to fly over wrapped in the starlight, darkness fell from the sky, covering the starlight and everything in front of it.
The transparent maggots squirming in a ball, the ancient chair, and the Fool's Tarot card were all hidden in front of him, disappeared, and could never be seen again.
Failed, Mr. Hastur's plan to steal the Fool's Tarot Card failed.
Klein felt sorry for this from the bottom of his heart. It would be great if Mr. Hastur could succeed. It would make his future much easier.
The sudden darkness...was it the goddess of night that stopped Mr. Hastur's plan?