Chapter 1158 Demeanor

Klein held the gray wall, sat up slowly, and shook his head with a smile:

My brain resists work before filling my stomach.

This is both a truth and a lie, because before becoming a complete mythical creature, the saint will still be hungry and thirsty, but for a demigod in Sequence 3, it is also acceptable to not replenish food and water for ten days and half a month. As for a complete mythical creature, eating is just a hobby, not a must.

What Klein wanted to express was that before officially starting to escape, he needed to adjust his state to his best.

The habit of a 'magic'.Amon smiled and commented, "I'm not responsible for providing food, but you can find a way to solve it yourself."

Klein glanced at the leather lantern on the ground, thought for a few seconds, poked out his right hand and grabbed it into the void.

A low-high coffee table suddenly appeared in front of him, which was an item in Dawn Dances's mansion.

In the dim light, Klein reached out to summon him again, and took out a box with exquisite packaging from the hole in history.

This box contains a complete set of tableware, including knives, forks, plates, and cups.

Klein chose this thing because he could not make up a set of different tableware alone, and he could only maintain the images in three historical pores at the same time.

After calmly setting up the tableware, Klein politely turned his head and nodded to Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat. Then, he summoned a piece of cooked steak with black pepper from the pores of history.

It fell into a porcelain plate, emitting a little heat, and as the knife cuts, it reveals the side with hemoglobin remaining.

Klein forked a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt the texture was real and the taste was wonderful, and it was not false at all, which really relieved the anxiety in his stomach.

Within a quarter of an hour, not only will I not be hungry, but I will also be able to get a ‘real’ supplement.After swallowing the beef, Klein began to introduce Amon with a smile, like a hospitable owner, not a tragically kidnapped person.

Amon, who was squinted by crystal glasses, smiled and nodded:

I've tried it, it's not bad.

Your condition is very fast, I really don’t consider being my favor?

Klein cut another piece of beef and responded as if chatting with his friends while forking it up:

You kill me.

At this moment, more frequent lightning and endless darkness alternately ruled the earth. Wherever the light could not be shined, one eye was staring here without any emotion, and the twisted weeds at the tip danced gently with the breeze that blew from time to time.

In the semi-collapsed building, the dim light coated the extremely artistic coffee table and exquisite tableware with warm colors. The fragrance of fried steak was filled with nothing, which was completely opposite to the external environment where there was almost no distance.

Klein enjoyed the food gracefully and gentlely on this deserted and terrifying land brewing with great terror.

After eating the steak, he brought in a small glass of ice wine produced from Meige Manor and drank it in one sip.

Then, creamy soup, pan-fried cod, tender lamb stewed with peas, baked potato skins and various wines were summoned one after another and entered Klein's stomach.

During this process, the earliest steak I ate had exceeded the maintenance time and disappeared out of thin air, but Klein's stomach bag and body were paralyzed by subsequent food and did not notice this.

Of course, the coffee table and meals have been summoned, otherwise it will not be maintained at all.

At the end of the meal, Klein continued to reach out and took out a cup from the void, containing a ball of vanilla ice cream.

Klein then dug out the ice cream with a spoonful of dessert spoons and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling its melting and sweetness.

After finishing the ball, he was still unsatisfied and summoned another ball from the hole in history.

In this way, Klein ate five balls of ice cream in a row with different flavors.

When Klein reached out for the sixth time, Amon, who was sitting on the side of him, suddenly laughed:

Your destiny has changed abnormally, and you are lucky enough.

Is this your preparation?

Klein's right hand suddenly solidified in the air, and his pupils seemed to have magnified to a certain extent.

Almost at the same time, in the deep darkness around, where the lantern light could not be shined, strange creatures twitched together, and instantly became Klein's secret puppet.

This time, Klein sent out a hundred spirit insects in one breath, hoping that one of them would be lucky enough to avoid Amon's steal.

Immediately afterwards, the figure in a black tweed coat without a hat was replaced by a vampire with extremely disgusting pus on the back of the coffee table.

The very artistic coffee table and exquisite tableware were like glass falling on the ground, cracking countless gaps and shattering.

They quickly returned to the pores of history to avoid affecting Klein's subsequent call.

The next second, the one hundred secret spouses, along with Klein's body who had hidden somewhere, reached out and grabbed them into the void, using the number of times to avoid Amon's interference.

At this moment, they are all ancient scholars.

This comes from the ability of the Wizard Master and the source of qualitative change of the diviner.

Of course, the probability of success of each secret puppet summoning is independent and will not have any impact on each other.

At this moment, what Klein was going to summon the projection of Miss Renette Nicole when he returned to his peak state in the ruins of Tudor. Because of the contract and spell, this is the easiest angel image he summoned from the pores of history!

Amon was still sitting leisurely, looking at one hundred and one Clean at the same time as he summoned the glasses.

His right hand was neatly poked out and he took it back. Klein and his hundred secret puppets failed and did not drag Renette Tinicol out of the void.

At this time, Amon raised his right hand and grabbed it forward.

His arm was slightly heavy, and he pulled back casually. Outside the semi-collapsed building, a rag doll that was as huge as a castle, wearing a gloomy and complex skirt, bound by vines.

Ancient Evil, Renette Tinicol!

Amon stole the historical pore images summoned by Klein!

Renette Nicole's red eyes immediately reflected the figure of Klein's one hundred secret puppets.

Silently, those secret puppets, who were either Klein's appearance or monster's state, shining light rose, turning into goats with long horns on their heads, white rabbits, and other different animals.

Transformation Curse!

Klein's body had long disappeared, and then walked out of the fire from the leather lanterns.

He glanced at the various animals that might be called himself, and suddenly sat down again, laughing:

Walking after a meal can effectively improve health.

He didn't mention the thing he was trying to escape just now, as if nothing had happened.

Amon maintained his leisurely posture before, and nodded with a smile with great cooperation:

I have read many books written by humans, and there is indeed such a view in them.

Speaking of this, He raised his hand and pointed to the Renette Nicole projection outside:

Is this your messenger?

This is something that is easily confirmed. Klein did not hide it, and nodded.

Unfortunately, Ah.Amon looked up and down at Renette Tinicol's projection and shook his head.

Klein asked while feeling the food in the stomach bag disappear one after another:

What a pity?

I should take you to wait a few more days in Beckland, so that you can wait until your messenger sends you, and He will become my messenger.Amon pushed down the monocle in his right eye and said with a smile, "Stolen an angel-level messenger is very challenging and fun, isn't it?"Life always requires some fun, excitement and expectation.

I think so too.Crane responded sincerely to Amon's words.

pity.Amon, wearing a pointed hat, shook his head again, "Night" is the object that must be taken care of. If I stay, I don't know what will happen.

While speaking, the Angel of Time unsettled the image of Renette Nicole's historical pores, allowing him to disappear before Klein.

You are right, goddess, seem to be very afraid?Klein disguised the tone of the Goddess of the Night.

Of course, he actually didn't need to disguise himself, he was still the lover of the night.

Amon's eyes moved to the leather lanterns in the semi-collapsed building, and looked at the dim light and said:

I cannot steal what I want to know from my secret, and cannot interpret what else He will do, and what is the real key point.

For a angel king who is the thief, there is enough reason to be afraid.

Taking advantage of Amon's chance to answer this question, Klein suddenly recited the name of the Goddess of the Night in his heart in the giant's words:

You are the goddess of night who is more sublime than the stars and longer than eternity...

As soon as he read this sentence, his thoughts were lost. If he hadn't had similar plans before, he almost knew that he had made such an attempt.

Amon turned to look at him and smiled:

Are you trying to test whether I will repeat it in my heart after stealing your thoughts and words?

As long as you become the ‘parasitizer’ of Sequence 4, you can control the stolen things and let them appear at the right time.

This way.Klein nodded gently and said, thank you.

While speaking, Klein quickly summarized the experience and lessons of the escape operation just now:

Because of the existence and affiliation of the contract, among all the angels I know, summoning the messenger lady is the easiest to succeed;

Summoning ice cream from Will from the hands of the past can establish a subtle connection with Him who represents fate and get the favor of luck. Well, every ball of ice cream can represent part of luck... I originally planned to secretly summon the Snake of Destiny by concealing the summoning ice cream;

After the summoning, you must first interfere with it, otherwise Amon could directly steal the historical pore images I summoned. After spending so much effort, he gave him a helper...

Just as Klein's thoughts flashed, Amon pointed to the pile of animals that had encountered the transformation curse, and showed a slightly bad smile and said:

Aren't you worried that there is no suitable food in the abandoned land of God?Now there are, as long as the curse is not lifted, they are real animals.

...Klein was stunned for a moment and suddenly looked at the goats and white rabbits.

Driven by his thoughts, the animals' eyes were on him at the same time.

In a sense, this is all Klein himself, after all, they are transformed into curses after being combined with the monster.