As for the real dream, Klein pretended not to discover it. While stopping maintaining the self-projection of the Death Consul, he also tried to summon an I from the hole of history to deceive the guardian of the Tudor ruins, so that the body could quietly get rid of the dream, sneak into the secret mausoleum, and complete the destruction.
He can only maintain images in three historical pores. The Death Consul Azke Eggs is one, and the secret state is one. The ascetic leader Arianna cannot be sure whether it counts one. In order to seek insurance, Klein can only disperse one of them before summoning him again.
Regarding Arianna's state, Klein had another guess, not only that he suspected that the real person had arrived, but he had another guess, that is, after the dean of the Night Monastery noticed that his past images were summoned in the Ammanda Mountains, he deliberately entered a secret state and disappeared into the real world, allowing the projection to gain consciousness.
This is a completely feasible operation, especially the authority in the hidden field is mostly sure of its own images in the historical pores.
As for such a secret angel, Klein could not confirm his true situation through the feedback from ancient scholars to maintain historical projection, so he had to not change to prevent accidents.
Just as Klein was about to summon his past self, the real dream he was in disappeared silently and everything around him returned to normal.
He was on the cliff at the entrance, and below was the towering dark and majestic mausoleum.
An old man with an ordinary appearance floated in the air, looking at Klein calmly under the glimmer of underground moss and the lights of stone pillars inside the cliff walls, sighed and said in ancient Foxac:
You are not confused by my woven dreams.
The old man's hair was completely white, but it was dense enough, with few wrinkles on his face and had no distinctive appearance.
Audience Pathway Sequence 3 Dreamweaver?No, at least an angel... Klein tightened his spirits and did not respond. He immediately took out the silver adventurer harmonica, put it to his mouth, and blew it.
No sound came out, but Renette Tinikol, wearing a somber and complicated long skirt, walked out beside Klein.
One of the blonde and red-eyed heads He held immediately spit out a rectangular diamond-like talisman, and the other head recited in Guhemis:
yesterday!
Reappeared yesterday!
This courier lady wants to borrow strength from her past self!
And compared to the Serpent of Destiny in Sequence 1, the power he borrowed can last longer.
However, the spell did not change in any way.
The old man floating in the air and wearing a gray-white robe chuckled softly and reminded kindly:
Don't use Guhmis before me.
…Hermis…Is this the one who survived the Second Age and created the Guchmis language?
The audience The Angel of the Path… The Source of the Psychological Alchemy… Klein was startled and immediately felt something went wrong:
Hermith's willingness to participate in the battle is not too high!
No, maybe it was deliberately shown by He to paralyze us... Audience The extraordinary people of the pathway are best at playing with people's hearts... Just a thought flashed through Klein's mind, Renette Tinicol's other two heads had chanted in the words of giants and elfs:
yesterday!
The rectangular diamond-like talisman was instantly ignited by transparent flames and merged into the void.
Renette Tinikol's body began to swell rapidly, and four heads in his hands flew up at the same time and landed on His neck.
These four heads become illusory one after another, overlapping in one.
After a moment, Renette Tinicol turned into a huge rag doll as big as a castle, wearing a black Gothic long dress with countless mysterious symbols and entangled with evil vines, with bright red eyes as blood.
His eyes swept over Hemis from the ancient times, his mouth was opened with a tight closed voice, but he made no sound.
The angel who was passing by the audience flashed a glimmer of light and turned into a white and fat rabbit.
Ancient evil things, transformation curse!
The rabbit was not panicked at all, his body began to swell, becoming half the size of a mountain, and he could step on Klein with one foot.
For the angels who are on the audience's path, I think I will be strong enough to be strong enough to not be constrained by external image!
As the rabbit turns into a monster, subtle changes occur inside the ruins, and the interweaving of reality and illusion makes Renette Tinicol a little confused about where the dream is and where the reality is.
Klein was able to tell the difference and noticed that not only Miss Messenger was in a mythical biological state, but the rabbit's body surface was also covered with gray scales, and various patterns intertwined into three-dimensional symbols that seemed to connect the soul.
The angel is really terrible. He uses a complete mythical creature form at the beginning... Klein sighed, but he didn't even dare to look at the knowledge. This is not allowed in time. Second, his personality is not high enough. Seeing the complete mythical creature form will inevitably be affected and a certain negative state must be obtained. This must be avoided in a dangerous battlefield.
While the messenger was fighting with the dragon-turned rabbit, Klein took advantage of the strong wind to fall to the secret tomb, while silently chanting a certain name in his heart in the words of a giant and reaching out to grab it into the air.
The first time, the failure; the second time, the failure; the third time, the failure!
Just as Klein's soul island appeared one fat white rabbit after another, making him have to raise his consciousness, fight against him, and be unable to think about more things, his right hand instinctively stretched forward finally touched an image in the hole of history.
As his arm pulled back, the image quickly outlined. She was a woman wearing a dark robe, a wide hood, a beautiful face and slightly dull dark eyes.
This is the secret angel of the Night Church that Klein once encountered.
Later, he learned in the Mist Town that this was the mother of the sky in the Kingdom of Night, the daughter of the ancient god Fregra, and suspected that the other party had become the container for the goddess' arrival.
Since the historical pore image of Arianna, the leader of the ascetic, can be summoned successfully in one go, Klein will definitely try to summon this person.
What he had just recited was the name of the Goddess of the Night!
Ancient scholars had an insurmountable limitation when using images in historical pores, that is, they could not summon things involving uniqueness. However, for example, such a divine container, it depends on how much power the corresponding historical pore images carry from the gods and whether they involve uniqueness. Similarly, if you want to summon Amon, the original body cannot be used, and the clone can do it.
In order to seek insurance, Klein summoned the one who smiled at him during the smog of Beckland, and it succeeded four times!
Of course, Klein believed that if it weren't for the goddess' acquiesced and even provided some help, he wouldn't have been able to succeed if he summoned a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times.
The beautiful lady didn't go to see the ancient scholar who summoned her, but turned her head and looked at the secret tomb below.
The entire underground ruins suddenly vibrated, and the deep, dark and majestic mausoleum began to shake, with ripples appearing, as if it was about to be moved into the hidden world.
At this moment, two arms penetrated directly from the outside world, one pressed towards the huge doll, Renette Tinicol, and one opened its five fingers and grabbed Klein.
Both arms are more than ten meters long, with dark surfaces, and are filled with sticky liquid, with strange bulges, either skeleton heads, three-dimensional eyes, or barbed tongues.
God's evil, Serah!
The few guards left in the underground ruins went crazy, either holding their swords to slashing their companions, or raising their muzzles, aiming at themselves, and pulling the trigger.
Klein's skin began to dry out, and his consciousness was invaded by some crazy feeling, and he could not respond effectively.
The secret angel he summoned followed his instinct, withdrew his gaze and looked up at the two arms that seemed to come from the depths of the nightmare.
The huge fear made the god-in-law tremble slightly, and he was unable to catch Klein, but was cursed by Renette Tinicol, with green short hairs.
Immediately afterwards, they began to fade, struggling hard, trying to get out of their hidden state.
At this time, three figures appeared in the air of this underground ruins, namely Emperor Rossell the Great, William Augustus I, the first king of Ruen, and an abstract angel composed of pure light.
The historical pore images summoned by Zarathu chased after him!
So many angels came here at the same time, and the influence of the breath alone caused the entire space to shake, not to mention that they were still fighting fiercely.
For a moment, the dark tomb shook even more intensely, and even less obvious cracks appeared on the surface.
Klein was not surprised at all, because this was his final plan:
When the enemy is too strong and prepared enough to create opportunities and destroy the tomb, it will lead everyone together and create chaos!
This was the inspiration for Klein that encounter outside Baiyam.
At that time, there were the by-products of the God of Death and the artificial by-products, including the participation of Neptune Courtman, Miss Renette Tinicol, and a demigod of the Rose School. As a result, an innocent mountain collapsed.
At this moment, Klein wanted to make the secret tomb in this ruin look like that mountain.
He didn't believe that when the angels fight to the extreme, they could still control themselves and not destroy the surrounding environment!
And this time the lineup is far better than it was!
Not enough... Then let's get a little more confused... While controlling his spiritual thread and preventing them from floating upwards, Klein avoided and sensed the mysterious space above the gray fog, and with the help of his preliminary grasp, he made it tremble gently.
In the air, gray mist appeared and the majestic palace appeared.
Source Fort!
In an instant, in Beckland City, the sky above the Holy Wind Cathedral fell deep, as if a storm was brewing.
A bird with dark circles looking down the lower reaches of the Tasok River changed its direction.
……
In the ruins No. 1 outside Beckland, the witch Triss was deprived of several abilities and suffered severe damage, and could die at any time.
A bang!
She collided onto the cliff, almost embedded in it, with blood everywhere on her body.
At this time, she took out an item, which was a rectangular diamond-shaped talisman.
Reappeared yesterday!
He can only maintain images in three historical pores. The Death Consul Azke Eggs is one, and the secret state is one. The ascetic leader Arianna cannot be sure whether it counts one. In order to seek insurance, Klein can only disperse one of them before summoning him again.
Regarding Arianna's state, Klein had another guess, not only that he suspected that the real person had arrived, but he had another guess, that is, after the dean of the Night Monastery noticed that his past images were summoned in the Ammanda Mountains, he deliberately entered a secret state and disappeared into the real world, allowing the projection to gain consciousness.
This is a completely feasible operation, especially the authority in the hidden field is mostly sure of its own images in the historical pores.
As for such a secret angel, Klein could not confirm his true situation through the feedback from ancient scholars to maintain historical projection, so he had to not change to prevent accidents.
Just as Klein was about to summon his past self, the real dream he was in disappeared silently and everything around him returned to normal.
He was on the cliff at the entrance, and below was the towering dark and majestic mausoleum.
An old man with an ordinary appearance floated in the air, looking at Klein calmly under the glimmer of underground moss and the lights of stone pillars inside the cliff walls, sighed and said in ancient Foxac:
You are not confused by my woven dreams.
The old man's hair was completely white, but it was dense enough, with few wrinkles on his face and had no distinctive appearance.
Audience Pathway Sequence 3 Dreamweaver?No, at least an angel... Klein tightened his spirits and did not respond. He immediately took out the silver adventurer harmonica, put it to his mouth, and blew it.
No sound came out, but Renette Tinikol, wearing a somber and complicated long skirt, walked out beside Klein.
One of the blonde and red-eyed heads He held immediately spit out a rectangular diamond-like talisman, and the other head recited in Guhemis:
yesterday!
Reappeared yesterday!
This courier lady wants to borrow strength from her past self!
And compared to the Serpent of Destiny in Sequence 1, the power he borrowed can last longer.
However, the spell did not change in any way.
The old man floating in the air and wearing a gray-white robe chuckled softly and reminded kindly:
Don't use Guhmis before me.
…Hermis…Is this the one who survived the Second Age and created the Guchmis language?
The audience The Angel of the Path… The Source of the Psychological Alchemy… Klein was startled and immediately felt something went wrong:
Hermith's willingness to participate in the battle is not too high!
No, maybe it was deliberately shown by He to paralyze us... Audience The extraordinary people of the pathway are best at playing with people's hearts... Just a thought flashed through Klein's mind, Renette Tinicol's other two heads had chanted in the words of giants and elfs:
yesterday!
The rectangular diamond-like talisman was instantly ignited by transparent flames and merged into the void.
Renette Tinikol's body began to swell rapidly, and four heads in his hands flew up at the same time and landed on His neck.
These four heads become illusory one after another, overlapping in one.
After a moment, Renette Tinicol turned into a huge rag doll as big as a castle, wearing a black Gothic long dress with countless mysterious symbols and entangled with evil vines, with bright red eyes as blood.
His eyes swept over Hemis from the ancient times, his mouth was opened with a tight closed voice, but he made no sound.
The angel who was passing by the audience flashed a glimmer of light and turned into a white and fat rabbit.
Ancient evil things, transformation curse!
The rabbit was not panicked at all, his body began to swell, becoming half the size of a mountain, and he could step on Klein with one foot.
For the angels who are on the audience's path, I think I will be strong enough to be strong enough to not be constrained by external image!
As the rabbit turns into a monster, subtle changes occur inside the ruins, and the interweaving of reality and illusion makes Renette Tinicol a little confused about where the dream is and where the reality is.
Klein was able to tell the difference and noticed that not only Miss Messenger was in a mythical biological state, but the rabbit's body surface was also covered with gray scales, and various patterns intertwined into three-dimensional symbols that seemed to connect the soul.
The angel is really terrible. He uses a complete mythical creature form at the beginning... Klein sighed, but he didn't even dare to look at the knowledge. This is not allowed in time. Second, his personality is not high enough. Seeing the complete mythical creature form will inevitably be affected and a certain negative state must be obtained. This must be avoided in a dangerous battlefield.
While the messenger was fighting with the dragon-turned rabbit, Klein took advantage of the strong wind to fall to the secret tomb, while silently chanting a certain name in his heart in the words of a giant and reaching out to grab it into the air.
The first time, the failure; the second time, the failure; the third time, the failure!
Just as Klein's soul island appeared one fat white rabbit after another, making him have to raise his consciousness, fight against him, and be unable to think about more things, his right hand instinctively stretched forward finally touched an image in the hole of history.
As his arm pulled back, the image quickly outlined. She was a woman wearing a dark robe, a wide hood, a beautiful face and slightly dull dark eyes.
This is the secret angel of the Night Church that Klein once encountered.
Later, he learned in the Mist Town that this was the mother of the sky in the Kingdom of Night, the daughter of the ancient god Fregra, and suspected that the other party had become the container for the goddess' arrival.
Since the historical pore image of Arianna, the leader of the ascetic, can be summoned successfully in one go, Klein will definitely try to summon this person.
What he had just recited was the name of the Goddess of the Night!
Ancient scholars had an insurmountable limitation when using images in historical pores, that is, they could not summon things involving uniqueness. However, for example, such a divine container, it depends on how much power the corresponding historical pore images carry from the gods and whether they involve uniqueness. Similarly, if you want to summon Amon, the original body cannot be used, and the clone can do it.
In order to seek insurance, Klein summoned the one who smiled at him during the smog of Beckland, and it succeeded four times!
Of course, Klein believed that if it weren't for the goddess' acquiesced and even provided some help, he wouldn't have been able to succeed if he summoned a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times.
The beautiful lady didn't go to see the ancient scholar who summoned her, but turned her head and looked at the secret tomb below.
The entire underground ruins suddenly vibrated, and the deep, dark and majestic mausoleum began to shake, with ripples appearing, as if it was about to be moved into the hidden world.
At this moment, two arms penetrated directly from the outside world, one pressed towards the huge doll, Renette Tinicol, and one opened its five fingers and grabbed Klein.
Both arms are more than ten meters long, with dark surfaces, and are filled with sticky liquid, with strange bulges, either skeleton heads, three-dimensional eyes, or barbed tongues.
God's evil, Serah!
The few guards left in the underground ruins went crazy, either holding their swords to slashing their companions, or raising their muzzles, aiming at themselves, and pulling the trigger.
Klein's skin began to dry out, and his consciousness was invaded by some crazy feeling, and he could not respond effectively.
The secret angel he summoned followed his instinct, withdrew his gaze and looked up at the two arms that seemed to come from the depths of the nightmare.
The huge fear made the god-in-law tremble slightly, and he was unable to catch Klein, but was cursed by Renette Tinicol, with green short hairs.
Immediately afterwards, they began to fade, struggling hard, trying to get out of their hidden state.
At this time, three figures appeared in the air of this underground ruins, namely Emperor Rossell the Great, William Augustus I, the first king of Ruen, and an abstract angel composed of pure light.
The historical pore images summoned by Zarathu chased after him!
So many angels came here at the same time, and the influence of the breath alone caused the entire space to shake, not to mention that they were still fighting fiercely.
For a moment, the dark tomb shook even more intensely, and even less obvious cracks appeared on the surface.
Klein was not surprised at all, because this was his final plan:
When the enemy is too strong and prepared enough to create opportunities and destroy the tomb, it will lead everyone together and create chaos!
This was the inspiration for Klein that encounter outside Baiyam.
At that time, there were the by-products of the God of Death and the artificial by-products, including the participation of Neptune Courtman, Miss Renette Tinicol, and a demigod of the Rose School. As a result, an innocent mountain collapsed.
At this moment, Klein wanted to make the secret tomb in this ruin look like that mountain.
He didn't believe that when the angels fight to the extreme, they could still control themselves and not destroy the surrounding environment!
And this time the lineup is far better than it was!
Not enough... Then let's get a little more confused... While controlling his spiritual thread and preventing them from floating upwards, Klein avoided and sensed the mysterious space above the gray fog, and with the help of his preliminary grasp, he made it tremble gently.
In the air, gray mist appeared and the majestic palace appeared.
Source Fort!
In an instant, in Beckland City, the sky above the Holy Wind Cathedral fell deep, as if a storm was brewing.
A bird with dark circles looking down the lower reaches of the Tasok River changed its direction.
……
In the ruins No. 1 outside Beckland, the witch Triss was deprived of several abilities and suffered severe damage, and could die at any time.
A bang!
She collided onto the cliff, almost embedded in it, with blood everywhere on her body.
At this time, she took out an item, which was a rectangular diamond-shaped talisman.
Reappeared yesterday!
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