Deep in the land of God’s abandonment, at the top of a mountain, a huge cross between reality and illusion stands.
There was a vague figure hanging upside down, and many ancient wooden stakes passed through His body, stained with blood that was still flowing but not dripping down, and nailed to the rack.
At the bottom of the cross, wearing a simple linen robe and with silver and waist-haired Angel of Destiny, Uloluus fell to sit there, his eyes closed with a gentle and devout expression and praying.
Adam, whose face was covered by a light golden beard, walked over step by step, stopped in front of the huge cross, raised his head, and quietly looked at the hanging figure.
He held the Magic Mirror Arodes in one hand and the second blasphemy slate in the other, his eyes clear and expression plain.
After a while, the inverted figure on the huge cross suddenly faded and spread into a shadow curtain connected to the sky and the earth below. Behind the curtain, it seemed that there were a pair of cold eyes staring at the whole world.
The next second, the shadow curtain cracked a hole, and it was dark and dull, and the illusory sound of the tide was faintly echoed.
Adam then raised his left hand and let the ancient and mysterious magic mirror burst into a glimmer of light.
In the glimmer of light, a viscous but illusory black liquid surged and spread out, and an endless sea that seemed to contain all colors and all possible emerged. It seemed to be within reach, but it could not have any impact on reality.
Immediately afterwards, Adam puts the second slab of blasphemy into this illusion-like scene.
The illusory sea scene at infinity swayed gently, surrounding the second slab of blasphemy, and had a certain connection with it.
The second blasphemy stone slab was transformed from some of the corpses of the ancient sun god who was very close to the old rank and was about the same as the master of Chaos Sea.
Seeing this scene, Adam's left hand moved slightly, causing Arodes to fly up and fall towards the Angel of Destiny at the bottom of the huge cross.
He himself took the second blasphemy slab that had undergone subtle changes and walked into it step by step through the crack in the curtain of the shadow.
The shadow curtain closed and faded quickly, disappearing, leaving only a huge empty cross left.
During the whole process, no one spoke, everything went silently, and the Angel of Destiny Ulolus did not try to open his eyes.
At the same time, Amon became a god and used the first blasphemy slab to block the invasion of the Fallen Mother Goddess, while Lord of the Storm shattered one of the corpse churches and Adam's identities.
After a while, Ulolus, the tail swallower, opened his eyes and turned his eyes to Arodes, the magic mirror that fell on his legs.
On the surface of the magic mirror, silver words are highlighted in the swaying illusory water waves:
You should know the feeling of pious faith and chasing a great existence, right?
Uloris nodded with a slightly indifferent expression.
So, can I send me back to my Lord?On the surface of the magic mirror, the silver words are creeping and reorganizing, forming new sentences. When you finish answering, you can ask me two questions.
Ulolus silently looked at the ancient mirror and didn't speak for a long time.
Finally, Arodes couldn't help but have a new problem:
Why don't you answer?
Ulolus replied calmly while looking at himself in the mirror:
I haven't thought about it yet.
Three questions... Magic Mirror On the surface, silver light slowly outlines two words.
…………
Beckland, on the lawn that comes with a single-family house.
Will Ansetin, who is over two years old, happily chases a big golden cat with bright fur, following a nanny and a maid.
Since the birth of this Snake of Destiny, Alan Crys' career has been getting better and better every day. Today, he owns a private hospital that specializes in providing medical services to the upper class.
As he ran, Will Ansetin stepped on a slippery area.With a swish, His body involuntarily leaned back.
He took a few steps back and stepped on another stone.
This provides a tendency to fall forward, allowing Will Ansetine to miraculously maintain balance.
The child with obvious baby fat is quite alert to his own experience, because with His luck, it is impossible to step on the slippery place.
A familiar figure quickly emerged from His eyes.
It was Sherlock Moriarty wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black double-breasted coat.
Will Ansetine turned her head suddenly and looked at her nanny and maid, finding that they had no idea of a stranger on the lawn.
I always think you will say: Call for help as much as you like, no one can hear it.The two-year-old, dressed in a generous manner, turned around and muttered.
Before Klein could respond, he spread his hands again and said:
Anyway, I have to congratulate you on becoming the king of angels.
Bullying children is not in line with your current identity.
Klein laughed:
Do you know how to fool fate?
Will Ansetin raised his head and looked at Klein with a vigilant look:
Giving me fake ice cream doesn't mean fooling fate.
Speaking of this, He complained:
Why don’t you squat down?At my age, if I keep raising my head like this, it will be bad for the development of the cervical spine.
Klein did not have the airs of a new angel king, and squatted down with a smile, allowing Will Ansette to look at himself in a straight face.
Will Ansetin pulled the nanny's hand and said:
Unless I have been promoted to sequence 0 and become the 'Wheel of Fate', any fooling of me is not equivalent to fooling fate.
Klein asked thoughtfully:
Haven't you found an opportunity to accommodate the 'probability dice'?
No.Will Ansetine shook her head and then added, I had a hunch that it was coming.
Klein looked carefully at the chubby two-year-old child for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed:
If you and the "Die of Probability" were given to Uloris, would He be promoted to Sequence 0 soon?
Will Ansetine glanced at Klein and said:
He also needs to wait for opportunities to accommodate them, and the opportunity required to be the "Wheel of Destiny" is different from the opportunity required to accommodate the "Dice of Probability".
As he spoke, Will Ansetine curled his mouth:
If you only ask for the uniqueness of the ‘fool’, then the corresponding ritual can be simplified and not that difficult.
In this case, if you cleverly use the ability of the "Fate Trojan" and make a certain degree of sacrifice, you will have the opportunity to fool your fate.
However, when you try to promote sequence 0, even if you have accepted uniqueness and absorbed three extraordinary characteristics of sequence 1, you must truly hold a ceremony without any discount to allow the corresponding things to be fully aggregated and undergo qualitative changes.
In this way, Ah... that is, choosing to accommodate uniqueness first is just a trick, and ultimately you have to really fool time, history or destiny... Klein nodded gently:
I probably understand.
He then smiled and added:
Enjoy your childhood, I don’t know how long it will last.
After saying that, Klein's figure suddenly became transparent and disappeared on the lawn.
Will Ansetin's other hand, which was not holding the nanny, instinctively grabbed forward twice, and then took it back weakly.
He left like this... It was so rude that he didn't prepare a gift when he came to visit him... The child couldn't help but mutter a few words.
…………
Beckland, North District, St. Samuel Church.
Klein, who had become Dawn Dance, walked into the large prayer hall and found a corner seat to sit down.
He looked at the night emblem on the altar, buried his head, shook his hands, and began to pray:
The goddess of night who is more sublime than the stars and longer than eternity, you are the mother of secrets, the queen of disasters and fears...
During the prayer, Klein, whose eyes were closed, gradually settled and calmed down, as if he had entered a half-dream and half-awake state.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was an endless stream of darkness in front of him, and there were clusters of night herbs and deep sleeping flowers at his feet.
It was so quiet that even breathing seemed to clamor the sleepers around.
Before Klein could look around, a figure suddenly came from the depths of the darkness.
There is clearly no difference between the sky and the earth here, but the figure seems to come from the hanging red moon or stars.
He wore a layered but not complicated black dress, which was dotted with countless brilliances, just like covering the night sky on his body.
His head was faintly vague and difficult to see clearly, and he could only be sure of being a woman.
haven't seen you for a long time.The figure spoke gently before Klein spoke.
His voice is like a sleeping song of the night.
Klein bowed in a gentlemanly manner:
Is this to the former "Mysterious Lord", or me hanging from the "Source Castle"?
Klein is sure it is a dream now, but the dream does not mean it must be false.
The projection of the goddess of night said with a little smile:
I'm not sure where you hang above that light door.I never went back after leaving from there.
Sure enough... Klein sighed secretly, confirming the origin of the goddess of night Amanisis from the details.
The three light cocoons that were broken are next to each other.He responded simply.
The Goddess of the Night The projection in the dream stands in the quiet darkness, giving people a very unreal feeling.
He said softly:
The people there were all resurrection options for the "Mysterious Lord", but He had no idea what accident happened and lost control of many things.
If it weren't for this, I would have died long ago and lived as the 'Lord of Mystery', and you and Rossel had no chance to return to reality.
This shows that the Heavenly Lord fell more thoroughly and could only rely on the residual will in the extraordinary characteristics and the mechanical arrangement of the Source Castle?Klein sighed and smiled:
I can already hear Him whispering in my ears.
There was a vague figure hanging upside down, and many ancient wooden stakes passed through His body, stained with blood that was still flowing but not dripping down, and nailed to the rack.
At the bottom of the cross, wearing a simple linen robe and with silver and waist-haired Angel of Destiny, Uloluus fell to sit there, his eyes closed with a gentle and devout expression and praying.
Adam, whose face was covered by a light golden beard, walked over step by step, stopped in front of the huge cross, raised his head, and quietly looked at the hanging figure.
He held the Magic Mirror Arodes in one hand and the second blasphemy slate in the other, his eyes clear and expression plain.
After a while, the inverted figure on the huge cross suddenly faded and spread into a shadow curtain connected to the sky and the earth below. Behind the curtain, it seemed that there were a pair of cold eyes staring at the whole world.
The next second, the shadow curtain cracked a hole, and it was dark and dull, and the illusory sound of the tide was faintly echoed.
Adam then raised his left hand and let the ancient and mysterious magic mirror burst into a glimmer of light.
In the glimmer of light, a viscous but illusory black liquid surged and spread out, and an endless sea that seemed to contain all colors and all possible emerged. It seemed to be within reach, but it could not have any impact on reality.
Immediately afterwards, Adam puts the second slab of blasphemy into this illusion-like scene.
The illusory sea scene at infinity swayed gently, surrounding the second slab of blasphemy, and had a certain connection with it.
The second blasphemy stone slab was transformed from some of the corpses of the ancient sun god who was very close to the old rank and was about the same as the master of Chaos Sea.
Seeing this scene, Adam's left hand moved slightly, causing Arodes to fly up and fall towards the Angel of Destiny at the bottom of the huge cross.
He himself took the second blasphemy slab that had undergone subtle changes and walked into it step by step through the crack in the curtain of the shadow.
The shadow curtain closed and faded quickly, disappearing, leaving only a huge empty cross left.
During the whole process, no one spoke, everything went silently, and the Angel of Destiny Ulolus did not try to open his eyes.
At the same time, Amon became a god and used the first blasphemy slab to block the invasion of the Fallen Mother Goddess, while Lord of the Storm shattered one of the corpse churches and Adam's identities.
After a while, Ulolus, the tail swallower, opened his eyes and turned his eyes to Arodes, the magic mirror that fell on his legs.
On the surface of the magic mirror, silver words are highlighted in the swaying illusory water waves:
You should know the feeling of pious faith and chasing a great existence, right?
Uloris nodded with a slightly indifferent expression.
So, can I send me back to my Lord?On the surface of the magic mirror, the silver words are creeping and reorganizing, forming new sentences. When you finish answering, you can ask me two questions.
Ulolus silently looked at the ancient mirror and didn't speak for a long time.
Finally, Arodes couldn't help but have a new problem:
Why don't you answer?
Ulolus replied calmly while looking at himself in the mirror:
I haven't thought about it yet.
Three questions... Magic Mirror On the surface, silver light slowly outlines two words.
…………
Beckland, on the lawn that comes with a single-family house.
Will Ansetin, who is over two years old, happily chases a big golden cat with bright fur, following a nanny and a maid.
Since the birth of this Snake of Destiny, Alan Crys' career has been getting better and better every day. Today, he owns a private hospital that specializes in providing medical services to the upper class.
As he ran, Will Ansetin stepped on a slippery area.With a swish, His body involuntarily leaned back.
He took a few steps back and stepped on another stone.
This provides a tendency to fall forward, allowing Will Ansetine to miraculously maintain balance.
The child with obvious baby fat is quite alert to his own experience, because with His luck, it is impossible to step on the slippery place.
A familiar figure quickly emerged from His eyes.
It was Sherlock Moriarty wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black double-breasted coat.
Will Ansetine turned her head suddenly and looked at her nanny and maid, finding that they had no idea of a stranger on the lawn.
I always think you will say: Call for help as much as you like, no one can hear it.The two-year-old, dressed in a generous manner, turned around and muttered.
Before Klein could respond, he spread his hands again and said:
Anyway, I have to congratulate you on becoming the king of angels.
Bullying children is not in line with your current identity.
Klein laughed:
Do you know how to fool fate?
Will Ansetin raised his head and looked at Klein with a vigilant look:
Giving me fake ice cream doesn't mean fooling fate.
Speaking of this, He complained:
Why don’t you squat down?At my age, if I keep raising my head like this, it will be bad for the development of the cervical spine.
Klein did not have the airs of a new angel king, and squatted down with a smile, allowing Will Ansette to look at himself in a straight face.
Will Ansetin pulled the nanny's hand and said:
Unless I have been promoted to sequence 0 and become the 'Wheel of Fate', any fooling of me is not equivalent to fooling fate.
Klein asked thoughtfully:
Haven't you found an opportunity to accommodate the 'probability dice'?
No.Will Ansetine shook her head and then added, I had a hunch that it was coming.
Klein looked carefully at the chubby two-year-old child for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed:
If you and the "Die of Probability" were given to Uloris, would He be promoted to Sequence 0 soon?
Will Ansetine glanced at Klein and said:
He also needs to wait for opportunities to accommodate them, and the opportunity required to be the "Wheel of Destiny" is different from the opportunity required to accommodate the "Dice of Probability".
As he spoke, Will Ansetine curled his mouth:
If you only ask for the uniqueness of the ‘fool’, then the corresponding ritual can be simplified and not that difficult.
In this case, if you cleverly use the ability of the "Fate Trojan" and make a certain degree of sacrifice, you will have the opportunity to fool your fate.
However, when you try to promote sequence 0, even if you have accepted uniqueness and absorbed three extraordinary characteristics of sequence 1, you must truly hold a ceremony without any discount to allow the corresponding things to be fully aggregated and undergo qualitative changes.
In this way, Ah... that is, choosing to accommodate uniqueness first is just a trick, and ultimately you have to really fool time, history or destiny... Klein nodded gently:
I probably understand.
He then smiled and added:
Enjoy your childhood, I don’t know how long it will last.
After saying that, Klein's figure suddenly became transparent and disappeared on the lawn.
Will Ansetin's other hand, which was not holding the nanny, instinctively grabbed forward twice, and then took it back weakly.
He left like this... It was so rude that he didn't prepare a gift when he came to visit him... The child couldn't help but mutter a few words.
…………
Beckland, North District, St. Samuel Church.
Klein, who had become Dawn Dance, walked into the large prayer hall and found a corner seat to sit down.
He looked at the night emblem on the altar, buried his head, shook his hands, and began to pray:
The goddess of night who is more sublime than the stars and longer than eternity, you are the mother of secrets, the queen of disasters and fears...
During the prayer, Klein, whose eyes were closed, gradually settled and calmed down, as if he had entered a half-dream and half-awake state.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was an endless stream of darkness in front of him, and there were clusters of night herbs and deep sleeping flowers at his feet.
It was so quiet that even breathing seemed to clamor the sleepers around.
Before Klein could look around, a figure suddenly came from the depths of the darkness.
There is clearly no difference between the sky and the earth here, but the figure seems to come from the hanging red moon or stars.
He wore a layered but not complicated black dress, which was dotted with countless brilliances, just like covering the night sky on his body.
His head was faintly vague and difficult to see clearly, and he could only be sure of being a woman.
haven't seen you for a long time.The figure spoke gently before Klein spoke.
His voice is like a sleeping song of the night.
Klein bowed in a gentlemanly manner:
Is this to the former "Mysterious Lord", or me hanging from the "Source Castle"?
Klein is sure it is a dream now, but the dream does not mean it must be false.
The projection of the goddess of night said with a little smile:
I'm not sure where you hang above that light door.I never went back after leaving from there.
Sure enough... Klein sighed secretly, confirming the origin of the goddess of night Amanisis from the details.
The three light cocoons that were broken are next to each other.He responded simply.
The Goddess of the Night The projection in the dream stands in the quiet darkness, giving people a very unreal feeling.
He said softly:
The people there were all resurrection options for the "Mysterious Lord", but He had no idea what accident happened and lost control of many things.
If it weren't for this, I would have died long ago and lived as the 'Lord of Mystery', and you and Rossel had no chance to return to reality.
This shows that the Heavenly Lord fell more thoroughly and could only rely on the residual will in the extraordinary characteristics and the mechanical arrangement of the Source Castle?Klein sighed and smiled:
I can already hear Him whispering in my ears.
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