After a brief shock, Emlin couldn't help but look around, a little suspicious that the world was lurking around and was one of the few believers.
You should know that he had never mentioned the Heart Nightmare Candle in the Tarot Club. Bishop Utlavsky rarely conflicts with others and had almost never used any magical items. If Emlin had not been planted and often came to the Harvest Church, and was reminded by Sherlock Moriarty, and later asked the Bishop, he would not know the existence of the Heart Nightmare Candle.
At this moment, Emlin looked like the world. Whether it was the fat middle-aged man, the old lady wearing a gray turban, or the fashionable girl with a beautiful appearance, in his eyes, they all had some commonalities with the world.
No, I have to ask clearly that he knew so well about the situation around me... Even in front of Mr. Fool, I had never mentioned some things... Emlin was really a little scared, stood up, walked into the clergy lounge behind, and responded in a quiet and unmanned environment:
Dear Mr. Fool, I want to talk directly to the 'world'.
In less than ten seconds, a crimson light like a tide of crimson came before Emlin, drowning him.
Then, he found himself back to the grey fog, back to the majestic palace, and back to his own position.
And the world with blurred figures at the bottom of the mottled long table is waiting.
Compared with the past, Emlin has made great improvements. He did not rush to talk to the world. He saluted to the fool who was standing tall and leisurely watching, before looking at the target and speaking:
How do you know I can get the 'Honey Nightmare Candle'?
World Under Klein's control, he smiled lowly:
We may have met.
He didn't say much, but only pointed out the key point. As for whether the other party can guess the actual situation, it is his own problem.
Of course, Klein believes that Emlin cannot think of Sherlock Moriarty for the time being, after all, there is a lack of necessary clues.
Emlin frowned little by little, and there were one object of suspicion after another, but he couldn't determine who was the world.
Trust me, I have no malice towards members of the Tarot Society.Seeing that Emlin hadn't spoken for a long time, the world added another sentence.
Oh, one day, I can find you!Emlin said silently to himself and asked:
What are you doing with the "Hindnightmare Candle"?I have to have a good reason to lend this magic item.
Klein controlled his right hand that wanted to lift up and rub his temples, and silenced the world:
Treat my mental problems.
Treatment...ment problems... Emlin couldn't help but shrink back and then straightened his back.
Looking at the world again, the expression in his eyes clearly said that he was indeed a dangerous madman.
...'Honey Nightmare Candle' does have this effect.Emlin thought about it and could only lend you a long time, isn't it a problem?
Can.Klein endured the intimidation and begging of the voices in his mind and manipulated the world and replied.
The Heart Nightmare Candle If it works, Klein can solve the problem within a quarter of an hour. If it doesn't work, it will be the same for several days and months when he holds it in his hand. Therefore, the rental time is not the key, and he doesn't care about this requirement at all.
Emlin Xin obeyed for two seconds and said:
The rent is 300 pounds, and the extraordinary ability to record five pages of Lemano’s Travel Notes.
He divided half of the things he was going to bear.
Five pages...How many pages did this guy use... Klein made the world complain:
no problem.
After the deal was concluded, Emlin immediately returned to the real world and walked out of the clergy lounge of Harvest Church.
Looking at the semi-giant Bishop Utlavsky who was standing next to the altar and waiting to communicate with the believers, Emlin suddenly felt a little nervous.
Although he was very sure of what he said in front of the world, in fact, he had never borrowed similar items from the priest before and had no idea what the other party would be.
His eyes unconsciously moved, and Emlin subconsciously looked around the prayer hall.
I helped the priests help the church to save many civilians infected with the plague, and have been teaching people who are willing to learn herbal knowledge, so that the faith of Mother Earth candles can be spread relatively well in this area. I borrowed the heart nightmare candle for a long time. What's wrong?
Emlyn raised her chin and walked towards Bishop Utlavsky who needed to look up, cleared her throat and said:
I have a friend who has a mental problem and I want to borrow the "My Nightmare Candle".
He did not mention his contributions directly because his pride did not allow him to do so.
Father Utlavsky looked down at Emlin, wearing a priest robe, and smiled gently:
good.
...That's all right?Emlin was a little stunned for a moment, unable to believe that the priest agreed.
He didn't accept it with the flow and couldn't help but ask:
Aren't you afraid that I will remove that candle?
Bishop Utlavsky replied with a smile:
Each item has its own end, and will return to the earth, buried deep in the soil, sprout again, grow and bloom, life after life.
This is the fate of all things. If the "My Nightmare Candle" is lost, it means that the connection between me and it has come to an end, and we must patiently wait for fate and mother's arrangements.
Heart Nightmare Candle. Is it lost? It is its fate, and will I be beaten to death by you because of this? It is also fate?
Emlin complained in his heart, and did not ask any more questions, and took the strange candle given by Father Half Giant.
Then, he left the Harvest Church with the excuse of treating his friends, and found a hotel at will, and arranged a sacrifice ceremony.
…………
Above the gray fog, Klein once again got the nightmare candle.
This magical item seemed to have been burned by half, and several bumps were highlighted on the outside, covering something like a layer of human skin.
Its candlesticks are short, pitch black all over, and have fine scale-like patterns.
Klein did not delay and did not give the secondary personality a chance to grow. He had to take advantage of his weakness to completely solve the problem. Otherwise, what awaited him would be an irreversible out-of-control fate. The environment in this mysterious space above the gray fog could completely block the negative impact of the internal battle of the two personalities on the body.
Huh... Klein breathed slowly and reached out to bring in the scepter of the Sea God.
At this moment, he did not do divination because he could not determine who the noun I would point to, so naturally it would have no meaning.
Bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and lit the nightmare candle.
On the pitch-black candlesticks, the light blue spiritual flames quietly emitted light, illuminating the palace like the giant's residence.
Before we knew it, the environment changed. The cabinets, desks, coal stoves, high and low beds and gas meters reflected in Klein's eyes at the same time. The crimson moonlight outside the window shone silently, making everything covered with veil.
This is the apartment room where the Moretie family lived before!
This is where Klein Moretti shot himself!
At this time, a figure was sitting under the high and low bed, looking at Klein with a distorted expression.
He has black hair, brown eyes, thin body, ordinary facial features, deep contours, and a distinct bookish atmosphere, just like another Klein.
Klein said with an angry expression:
Do you want to completely destroy my spirit if you occupy my body?
I am Klein Moretti!You mean shameless time traveler, parasite!
He seemed to have just grown up and could not make use of things outside.
Klein did not respond, and walked over step by step with a serious expression.
Klein's expression slowly changed, and fear gradually occupied his eyes.
He curled up and begged with a slight trembling:
Let me go, let me go.
Isn’t it enough for you to steal my brother, my sister, and my life?
I will stay in my body quietly, help you analyze the problems, give you suggestions, and will never compete for control with you.
Let me go, let me go...
Crane still didn't say anything and raised her right hand holding the scepter of the Sea God.
That Klein was already full of tears, shouting angrily and fear:
I just want to remind you!
If it weren't for reminding you, how could I expose myself!
Let me go, let me go... I have no malice!
Klein stared at the other party silently, causing the blue and blue gems of the Scepter of the Sea God to light up one by one.
Lightning flashes instantly emerged, twisted and entangled, covering Klein like a storm.
In the shrill scream, the figure quickly dissipated, and all traces were wiped away by electric snakes.
It's worthy of being myself... I know where the softness lies in my heart, and know how to beg for the most effective... However, I have already recognized myself before. It is Zhou Mingrui who combines Klein's memory fragments and some emotions. If you let you go, it is equivalent to separating the two and acknowledging the opposition. Then as long as I return to the real world, I will lose control immediately... Klein put down his scepter, closed his eyes, and sighed in a low voice.
Then, he left this world of mind, who was always awake.
You should know that he had never mentioned the Heart Nightmare Candle in the Tarot Club. Bishop Utlavsky rarely conflicts with others and had almost never used any magical items. If Emlin had not been planted and often came to the Harvest Church, and was reminded by Sherlock Moriarty, and later asked the Bishop, he would not know the existence of the Heart Nightmare Candle.
At this moment, Emlin looked like the world. Whether it was the fat middle-aged man, the old lady wearing a gray turban, or the fashionable girl with a beautiful appearance, in his eyes, they all had some commonalities with the world.
No, I have to ask clearly that he knew so well about the situation around me... Even in front of Mr. Fool, I had never mentioned some things... Emlin was really a little scared, stood up, walked into the clergy lounge behind, and responded in a quiet and unmanned environment:
Dear Mr. Fool, I want to talk directly to the 'world'.
In less than ten seconds, a crimson light like a tide of crimson came before Emlin, drowning him.
Then, he found himself back to the grey fog, back to the majestic palace, and back to his own position.
And the world with blurred figures at the bottom of the mottled long table is waiting.
Compared with the past, Emlin has made great improvements. He did not rush to talk to the world. He saluted to the fool who was standing tall and leisurely watching, before looking at the target and speaking:
How do you know I can get the 'Honey Nightmare Candle'?
World Under Klein's control, he smiled lowly:
We may have met.
He didn't say much, but only pointed out the key point. As for whether the other party can guess the actual situation, it is his own problem.
Of course, Klein believes that Emlin cannot think of Sherlock Moriarty for the time being, after all, there is a lack of necessary clues.
Emlin frowned little by little, and there were one object of suspicion after another, but he couldn't determine who was the world.
Trust me, I have no malice towards members of the Tarot Society.Seeing that Emlin hadn't spoken for a long time, the world added another sentence.
Oh, one day, I can find you!Emlin said silently to himself and asked:
What are you doing with the "Hindnightmare Candle"?I have to have a good reason to lend this magic item.
Klein controlled his right hand that wanted to lift up and rub his temples, and silenced the world:
Treat my mental problems.
Treatment...ment problems... Emlin couldn't help but shrink back and then straightened his back.
Looking at the world again, the expression in his eyes clearly said that he was indeed a dangerous madman.
...'Honey Nightmare Candle' does have this effect.Emlin thought about it and could only lend you a long time, isn't it a problem?
Can.Klein endured the intimidation and begging of the voices in his mind and manipulated the world and replied.
The Heart Nightmare Candle If it works, Klein can solve the problem within a quarter of an hour. If it doesn't work, it will be the same for several days and months when he holds it in his hand. Therefore, the rental time is not the key, and he doesn't care about this requirement at all.
Emlin Xin obeyed for two seconds and said:
The rent is 300 pounds, and the extraordinary ability to record five pages of Lemano’s Travel Notes.
He divided half of the things he was going to bear.
Five pages...How many pages did this guy use... Klein made the world complain:
no problem.
After the deal was concluded, Emlin immediately returned to the real world and walked out of the clergy lounge of Harvest Church.
Looking at the semi-giant Bishop Utlavsky who was standing next to the altar and waiting to communicate with the believers, Emlin suddenly felt a little nervous.
Although he was very sure of what he said in front of the world, in fact, he had never borrowed similar items from the priest before and had no idea what the other party would be.
His eyes unconsciously moved, and Emlin subconsciously looked around the prayer hall.
I helped the priests help the church to save many civilians infected with the plague, and have been teaching people who are willing to learn herbal knowledge, so that the faith of Mother Earth candles can be spread relatively well in this area. I borrowed the heart nightmare candle for a long time. What's wrong?
Emlyn raised her chin and walked towards Bishop Utlavsky who needed to look up, cleared her throat and said:
I have a friend who has a mental problem and I want to borrow the "My Nightmare Candle".
He did not mention his contributions directly because his pride did not allow him to do so.
Father Utlavsky looked down at Emlin, wearing a priest robe, and smiled gently:
good.
...That's all right?Emlin was a little stunned for a moment, unable to believe that the priest agreed.
He didn't accept it with the flow and couldn't help but ask:
Aren't you afraid that I will remove that candle?
Bishop Utlavsky replied with a smile:
Each item has its own end, and will return to the earth, buried deep in the soil, sprout again, grow and bloom, life after life.
This is the fate of all things. If the "My Nightmare Candle" is lost, it means that the connection between me and it has come to an end, and we must patiently wait for fate and mother's arrangements.
Heart Nightmare Candle. Is it lost? It is its fate, and will I be beaten to death by you because of this? It is also fate?
Emlin complained in his heart, and did not ask any more questions, and took the strange candle given by Father Half Giant.
Then, he left the Harvest Church with the excuse of treating his friends, and found a hotel at will, and arranged a sacrifice ceremony.
…………
Above the gray fog, Klein once again got the nightmare candle.
This magical item seemed to have been burned by half, and several bumps were highlighted on the outside, covering something like a layer of human skin.
Its candlesticks are short, pitch black all over, and have fine scale-like patterns.
Klein did not delay and did not give the secondary personality a chance to grow. He had to take advantage of his weakness to completely solve the problem. Otherwise, what awaited him would be an irreversible out-of-control fate. The environment in this mysterious space above the gray fog could completely block the negative impact of the internal battle of the two personalities on the body.
Huh... Klein breathed slowly and reached out to bring in the scepter of the Sea God.
At this moment, he did not do divination because he could not determine who the noun I would point to, so naturally it would have no meaning.
Bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and lit the nightmare candle.
On the pitch-black candlesticks, the light blue spiritual flames quietly emitted light, illuminating the palace like the giant's residence.
Before we knew it, the environment changed. The cabinets, desks, coal stoves, high and low beds and gas meters reflected in Klein's eyes at the same time. The crimson moonlight outside the window shone silently, making everything covered with veil.
This is the apartment room where the Moretie family lived before!
This is where Klein Moretti shot himself!
At this time, a figure was sitting under the high and low bed, looking at Klein with a distorted expression.
He has black hair, brown eyes, thin body, ordinary facial features, deep contours, and a distinct bookish atmosphere, just like another Klein.
Klein said with an angry expression:
Do you want to completely destroy my spirit if you occupy my body?
I am Klein Moretti!You mean shameless time traveler, parasite!
He seemed to have just grown up and could not make use of things outside.
Klein did not respond, and walked over step by step with a serious expression.
Klein's expression slowly changed, and fear gradually occupied his eyes.
He curled up and begged with a slight trembling:
Let me go, let me go.
Isn’t it enough for you to steal my brother, my sister, and my life?
I will stay in my body quietly, help you analyze the problems, give you suggestions, and will never compete for control with you.
Let me go, let me go...
Crane still didn't say anything and raised her right hand holding the scepter of the Sea God.
That Klein was already full of tears, shouting angrily and fear:
I just want to remind you!
If it weren't for reminding you, how could I expose myself!
Let me go, let me go... I have no malice!
Klein stared at the other party silently, causing the blue and blue gems of the Scepter of the Sea God to light up one by one.
Lightning flashes instantly emerged, twisted and entangled, covering Klein like a storm.
In the shrill scream, the figure quickly dissipated, and all traces were wiped away by electric snakes.
It's worthy of being myself... I know where the softness lies in my heart, and know how to beg for the most effective... However, I have already recognized myself before. It is Zhou Mingrui who combines Klein's memory fragments and some emotions. If you let you go, it is equivalent to separating the two and acknowledging the opposition. Then as long as I return to the real world, I will lose control immediately... Klein put down his scepter, closed his eyes, and sighed in a low voice.
Then, he left this world of mind, who was always awake.
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