Waiting for the cake?
This is really an answer that I imagined. Ah... No, if I could guess the answer to a mentally ill person, wouldn't it mean I was almost done... A thought flashed in my mind, and Klein kept a leisurely smile, asking like a chat with a friend:
Who wants to give you a cake?
Hud Eugen's expression suddenly collapsed, his skin became thinner and thinner, and he said sadly:
No, no cake...no cake!
You stole my cake!
His voice suddenly rose, his eyes widened and glared at Klein.
Before Klein could figure out how to answer the conversation, he botted suddenly, opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped off the bed with a spit, approaching Klein in one step, leaning forward with both hands, trying to grab the other person's shoulder, then dragging the target in front of him and biting it hard.
Faced with this sudden attack, although Klein was a little panicked, he responded in time. He bent his knees instantly and half-squatted down. At the same time, he turned his waist and turned his back and raised his left arm.
puff!
He hit Hood Oggen's abdomen with an elbow, causing the other person's eyes to turn white and more saliva was left in his mouth.
However, Hud Eugen did not stop. He fell down and spread his arms to hold the target tightly.
Klein leaned his body and rolled out to the side, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.
He supported his right hand, stood up with a backflip, intending to turn defense into offense, pounce on him, and subdue his opponent.
At this moment, he saw Hud Eugen standing there stupidly, his eyes losing focus, empty and confused.
...Klein was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the corner of the wall. Dunn Smith, wearing a thin black windbreaker and a silk top hat of the same color, held his hands tightly and buried his head.
The captain dragged Hood Oggen into a dream... He suddenly put away his movements, seized this opportunity, pulled out the ritual silver dagger that could not hurt people at all, and used it to create a spiritual wall to block the single ward.
Then, Klein took out three mint-mixed candles and placed them on the windowsill in the way of inverting triangles. One symbolizes the goddess of night, one symbolizes the mother of secrets, and one represents herself.
Not long after, he set up a simple altar and lit all the candles with spiritual friction.
Just as he was about to turn around to remind the captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled lowly:
Hood Eugen's dream was in chaos and there was no way to induce it.
Before he finished speaking, Hud Eugen's eyes reunited and were no longer empty.
Then, the crazy psychologist leaned his back slightly and yawned comfortably.
...Kline didn't know what to say for a moment, so he didn't say anything and picked up the metal bottle containing Ammanda's pure dew.
He dripped the transparent liquid mixed with distilled and extracted from the night herbs, deep sleep flowers, and chamomile into the flame of the candle representing himself, allowing the quiet and peaceful fragrance to instantly spread and permeate every corner of the room.
Hud Eugen's sense of tension, anger and comfort all disappeared. He sat back lazily back to the bed, staring at the crimson moon outside the window in a daze, his eyes lost their focus again, and there was peace.
Klein also felt the transcendence in the dead of night. He put down Ammanda's pureness and sat down beside Hood Ougen, intending to find something to let the other party take off their last defense.
Only in this way can he use the Eye of Spirit to make Hud Ogen's spirit enter a state of confusion little by little.
After all, I was just an unprofessional psychic... He thought of a solution in advance and took out a deck of tarot cards from his pocket.
There are only twenty-two main cards in this deck. The reason for this is easy to carry, it is a weapon that Klein successfully applied for.
Each of its pictures is inlaid with metal wires such as sterling silver that can damage necrotic creatures. The patterns are complex and gorgeous, making Klein just want to collect them and not use them to deal with enemies.
Klein cut the card with one hand and looked at Hood Eugen with a smile:
Let's play cards.
Play cards?Hood Eugen retracted his eyes from the window and repeated the word in confusion.
Klein did not answer, and stuffed the tarot card into his hands with undeniable kindness.
Hood Eugen imitated what he had just looked like, and used one hand to cut the card hard and completed it smoothly.
The psychopath in this extraordinary person slowly turned his attention to the cards in his hands with excellent hardness and elasticity and excellent texture, and opened the most superficial one:
A man in rags was tied up with his hands and hung upside down, with a faint halo on his head.
The Hanging Man... Klein nodded thoughtfully, took the opportunity to get up, grasped the Eye of Spirit, and dripped the amber liquid toward the candlelight, which still represents his own.
The ethereal and erratic aroma of wine spreads out, making people feel drunk just by smelling it.
Hud Eugen's expression was distracted little by little, his vision lost its focus, and the tarot cards in his hand slid down onto the bed one by one.
But he still sat steadily, not softening.
Relying on meditation, Klein resisted the influence of making his body and soul lighter, floating, and confused. He took out another small metal bottle from his pocket, turned and unscrewed the plug, and poured the dark blue liquid inside into his mouth.
Silence potion!
The cold liquid flowed through the mouth, crossed the esophagus, and entered the stomach. Klein instantly became extremely awake, without any trance.
He breathed slowly, skillfully picked up the other essential oil puree and herbal powder and dripped it into the two candlelights that symbolize the goddess of night.
In the faint mist, he took two steps back and recited in Hemis in a solemn and serious manner:
I pray for the power of the night;
I pray for the power of secrets;
I pray for the favor of the goddess.
I pray that you will let me communicate with Hood Eugen, spiritually with this extraordinary person around you.
……
The spells echoed, and Klein saw the darkness spreading out of the candlelight.
He did not hide or resist, and let the deep night cover himself.
In an extremely awake state, he felt that his spirit body had escaped from the protection of his body and entered the void deep in the universe, surrounded by boundless and soundless extreme darkness, while the sky above him was full of transparent shadows with indescribable shapes, and was a series of bright lights of different colors and containing countless knowledge.
Spiritual World... Klein is no longer unfamiliar with this.
As soon as he thought, he saw a hazy world wrapped in a storm of light appeared ahead.
Klein knew that this represented Hood Eugen's spirit and his mental body, so he moved closer and penetrated into the storm that acted as a wall.
In an instant, he saw countless glimmers slapped on him, and heard thousands or tens of thousands of people whispering something like murmurs.
This murmur is very chaotic and illogical. He was praising the elegance of women the moment before, and then he was talking about the smooth flow of the toilet after squatting. He was crying the moment before, and he started to have a carnival...
The crazy thinking storm pulled and bite Klein's spirit, trying to assimilate him, but Klein maintained absolute sanity and rationality, and flew quickly into the inner world of Hood Eugen's mind.
Compared with the horrible murmur and terrifying roar in front of the mysterious space above the gray fog, this was like a beautiful concert... Klein laughed secretly, penetrated the storm, and saw the confused, transparent and vague Hood Oggen.
The psychologist in Sequence 7 maintained the appearance of the outside world and looked over with a blank look.
Klein stopped in front of him and asked in a low voice:
Do you know Llan's?
Hud Ougen replied blankly:
know.
The light and shadow around him change accordingly, as if the open and exposed soul sea of Hood Eugen.
Soon, the interlaced light and shadow depicted a young man with an ordinary face, a full forehead, wearing round glasses, and a sarcastic smile on his lips. It was Ranrus who Klein had met on the wanted order.
Klein nodded with satisfaction, stabilized his emotions, and asked in an inducing tone:
Why did Ranrus come to you?
He said... Hood Eugen's voice gradually became lower.
Suddenly, he changed his voice full of magnetic and smiled a little crazy:
Hood Eugen, this is the worst era and the best era. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we can also become the controller of the world and become the true immortals!
As long as you provide help, I will not only tell you how to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control, but also promise to give you a little divinity, immortal divinity in the future!
You should see who is behind me, and my commitment is His commitment, and psychological alchemy will also have a certain relationship with Him in a sense.
Don't doubt that the Psychological Alchemy is not strong enough to provide you with enough help unless you are willing to stay at your current level forever.
Master the power of potions and avoid losing control... How can I feel like I use the role of playing to seduce others... Ranrus is really ambitious. He is obviously only in the 8th sequence, but he starts to worry about divine things... Which secret existence is behind him... This guy seems to be planning something, not just scam money...or rather, scam money is just his hobby?
Klein was filled with thoughts when he saw Hood Eugen stop telling him, and hurriedly asked:
What kind of help does Ranrus want you to provide?
Hud Eugen did not answer immediately, and the whole spiritual world became quiet.
Immediately afterwards, he laughed and replied in a very confusing way:
Help...help...help!
Hahaha, I have helped!I have helped!
I'll let...
At this moment, his words came to an abrupt end, and the entire vague spirit body bent, and the light and shadow symbolizing the sea of the soul quickly changed, condensing a gloomy, terrifying, and dark altar.
On the altar, there was a cross standing, and something seemed to be hanging upside down on the cross, and there were blurred things piled up at the bottom.
The light and shadow squirmed, the hanging thing was about to be clear, and the entire spiritual world suddenly began to shake like an earthquake of magnitude ten.
I'm fucking!Klein felt the danger of an impending outbreak, and without thinking, he turned around and flew into a chaotic storm of thought, trying to escape.
This is really an answer that I imagined. Ah... No, if I could guess the answer to a mentally ill person, wouldn't it mean I was almost done... A thought flashed in my mind, and Klein kept a leisurely smile, asking like a chat with a friend:
Who wants to give you a cake?
Hud Eugen's expression suddenly collapsed, his skin became thinner and thinner, and he said sadly:
No, no cake...no cake!
You stole my cake!
His voice suddenly rose, his eyes widened and glared at Klein.
Before Klein could figure out how to answer the conversation, he botted suddenly, opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped off the bed with a spit, approaching Klein in one step, leaning forward with both hands, trying to grab the other person's shoulder, then dragging the target in front of him and biting it hard.
Faced with this sudden attack, although Klein was a little panicked, he responded in time. He bent his knees instantly and half-squatted down. At the same time, he turned his waist and turned his back and raised his left arm.
puff!
He hit Hood Oggen's abdomen with an elbow, causing the other person's eyes to turn white and more saliva was left in his mouth.
However, Hud Eugen did not stop. He fell down and spread his arms to hold the target tightly.
Klein leaned his body and rolled out to the side, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.
He supported his right hand, stood up with a backflip, intending to turn defense into offense, pounce on him, and subdue his opponent.
At this moment, he saw Hud Eugen standing there stupidly, his eyes losing focus, empty and confused.
...Klein was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the corner of the wall. Dunn Smith, wearing a thin black windbreaker and a silk top hat of the same color, held his hands tightly and buried his head.
The captain dragged Hood Oggen into a dream... He suddenly put away his movements, seized this opportunity, pulled out the ritual silver dagger that could not hurt people at all, and used it to create a spiritual wall to block the single ward.
Then, Klein took out three mint-mixed candles and placed them on the windowsill in the way of inverting triangles. One symbolizes the goddess of night, one symbolizes the mother of secrets, and one represents herself.
Not long after, he set up a simple altar and lit all the candles with spiritual friction.
Just as he was about to turn around to remind the captain, Dunn raised his head and smiled lowly:
Hood Eugen's dream was in chaos and there was no way to induce it.
Before he finished speaking, Hud Eugen's eyes reunited and were no longer empty.
Then, the crazy psychologist leaned his back slightly and yawned comfortably.
...Kline didn't know what to say for a moment, so he didn't say anything and picked up the metal bottle containing Ammanda's pure dew.
He dripped the transparent liquid mixed with distilled and extracted from the night herbs, deep sleep flowers, and chamomile into the flame of the candle representing himself, allowing the quiet and peaceful fragrance to instantly spread and permeate every corner of the room.
Hud Eugen's sense of tension, anger and comfort all disappeared. He sat back lazily back to the bed, staring at the crimson moon outside the window in a daze, his eyes lost their focus again, and there was peace.
Klein also felt the transcendence in the dead of night. He put down Ammanda's pureness and sat down beside Hood Ougen, intending to find something to let the other party take off their last defense.
Only in this way can he use the Eye of Spirit to make Hud Ogen's spirit enter a state of confusion little by little.
After all, I was just an unprofessional psychic... He thought of a solution in advance and took out a deck of tarot cards from his pocket.
There are only twenty-two main cards in this deck. The reason for this is easy to carry, it is a weapon that Klein successfully applied for.
Each of its pictures is inlaid with metal wires such as sterling silver that can damage necrotic creatures. The patterns are complex and gorgeous, making Klein just want to collect them and not use them to deal with enemies.
Klein cut the card with one hand and looked at Hood Eugen with a smile:
Let's play cards.
Play cards?Hood Eugen retracted his eyes from the window and repeated the word in confusion.
Klein did not answer, and stuffed the tarot card into his hands with undeniable kindness.
Hood Eugen imitated what he had just looked like, and used one hand to cut the card hard and completed it smoothly.
The psychopath in this extraordinary person slowly turned his attention to the cards in his hands with excellent hardness and elasticity and excellent texture, and opened the most superficial one:
A man in rags was tied up with his hands and hung upside down, with a faint halo on his head.
The Hanging Man... Klein nodded thoughtfully, took the opportunity to get up, grasped the Eye of Spirit, and dripped the amber liquid toward the candlelight, which still represents his own.
The ethereal and erratic aroma of wine spreads out, making people feel drunk just by smelling it.
Hud Eugen's expression was distracted little by little, his vision lost its focus, and the tarot cards in his hand slid down onto the bed one by one.
But he still sat steadily, not softening.
Relying on meditation, Klein resisted the influence of making his body and soul lighter, floating, and confused. He took out another small metal bottle from his pocket, turned and unscrewed the plug, and poured the dark blue liquid inside into his mouth.
Silence potion!
The cold liquid flowed through the mouth, crossed the esophagus, and entered the stomach. Klein instantly became extremely awake, without any trance.
He breathed slowly, skillfully picked up the other essential oil puree and herbal powder and dripped it into the two candlelights that symbolize the goddess of night.
In the faint mist, he took two steps back and recited in Hemis in a solemn and serious manner:
I pray for the power of the night;
I pray for the power of secrets;
I pray for the favor of the goddess.
I pray that you will let me communicate with Hood Eugen, spiritually with this extraordinary person around you.
……
The spells echoed, and Klein saw the darkness spreading out of the candlelight.
He did not hide or resist, and let the deep night cover himself.
In an extremely awake state, he felt that his spirit body had escaped from the protection of his body and entered the void deep in the universe, surrounded by boundless and soundless extreme darkness, while the sky above him was full of transparent shadows with indescribable shapes, and was a series of bright lights of different colors and containing countless knowledge.
Spiritual World... Klein is no longer unfamiliar with this.
As soon as he thought, he saw a hazy world wrapped in a storm of light appeared ahead.
Klein knew that this represented Hood Eugen's spirit and his mental body, so he moved closer and penetrated into the storm that acted as a wall.
In an instant, he saw countless glimmers slapped on him, and heard thousands or tens of thousands of people whispering something like murmurs.
This murmur is very chaotic and illogical. He was praising the elegance of women the moment before, and then he was talking about the smooth flow of the toilet after squatting. He was crying the moment before, and he started to have a carnival...
The crazy thinking storm pulled and bite Klein's spirit, trying to assimilate him, but Klein maintained absolute sanity and rationality, and flew quickly into the inner world of Hood Eugen's mind.
Compared with the horrible murmur and terrifying roar in front of the mysterious space above the gray fog, this was like a beautiful concert... Klein laughed secretly, penetrated the storm, and saw the confused, transparent and vague Hood Oggen.
The psychologist in Sequence 7 maintained the appearance of the outside world and looked over with a blank look.
Klein stopped in front of him and asked in a low voice:
Do you know Llan's?
Hud Ougen replied blankly:
know.
The light and shadow around him change accordingly, as if the open and exposed soul sea of Hood Eugen.
Soon, the interlaced light and shadow depicted a young man with an ordinary face, a full forehead, wearing round glasses, and a sarcastic smile on his lips. It was Ranrus who Klein had met on the wanted order.
Klein nodded with satisfaction, stabilized his emotions, and asked in an inducing tone:
Why did Ranrus come to you?
He said... Hood Eugen's voice gradually became lower.
Suddenly, he changed his voice full of magnetic and smiled a little crazy:
Hood Eugen, this is the worst era and the best era. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we can also become the controller of the world and become the true immortals!
As long as you provide help, I will not only tell you how to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control, but also promise to give you a little divinity, immortal divinity in the future!
You should see who is behind me, and my commitment is His commitment, and psychological alchemy will also have a certain relationship with Him in a sense.
Don't doubt that the Psychological Alchemy is not strong enough to provide you with enough help unless you are willing to stay at your current level forever.
Master the power of potions and avoid losing control... How can I feel like I use the role of playing to seduce others... Ranrus is really ambitious. He is obviously only in the 8th sequence, but he starts to worry about divine things... Which secret existence is behind him... This guy seems to be planning something, not just scam money...or rather, scam money is just his hobby?
Klein was filled with thoughts when he saw Hood Eugen stop telling him, and hurriedly asked:
What kind of help does Ranrus want you to provide?
Hud Eugen did not answer immediately, and the whole spiritual world became quiet.
Immediately afterwards, he laughed and replied in a very confusing way:
Help...help...help!
Hahaha, I have helped!I have helped!
I'll let...
At this moment, his words came to an abrupt end, and the entire vague spirit body bent, and the light and shadow symbolizing the sea of the soul quickly changed, condensing a gloomy, terrifying, and dark altar.
On the altar, there was a cross standing, and something seemed to be hanging upside down on the cross, and there were blurred things piled up at the bottom.
The light and shadow squirmed, the hanging thing was about to be clear, and the entire spiritual world suddenly began to shake like an earthquake of magnitude ten.
I'm fucking!Klein felt the danger of an impending outbreak, and without thinking, he turned around and flew into a chaotic storm of thought, trying to escape.
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