Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 70

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

With an annoying roar, Klein slowly opened his eyes.

Above the gray fog, the palace is still magnificent, the crimson stars exudes distant brilliance, only the ubiquitous hazy fog breaks the eternal curse and tells the flow of time.

"If you just look at it from the perspective of pure appreciation, the scenery here seems to always be shocking." "Mystery" sitting quietly in the "world" position tapped the surface of the bronze long table with a calm voice.

"Maybe." Klein whispered.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Aigron, he went straight back to the apartment he rented, and without hesitation he chose to sleep until dusk.

It was not until he had completely replenished his stamina that Klein unhurriedly confirmed his surroundings. After checking it several times, he followed the usual steps, took four steps backwards, and came to the top of the gray fog.

The "mystery" shrouded in mist still maintains the imposing aura of the gods, as well as the mystery that he has always been. Klein quietly watched his half body, and asked thoughtfully:

"I've got a lot of questions to ask you...well, let's start with the most recent one."

"You should know the identity of the mysterious spirit body in the basement. Who is he?"

The "secret" sitting casually straightened his body a little, and his movements no longer seemed so lazy.

"He is an old friend of mine, the Red Angel Medici. He was the angel under the seat of the creator in the third era, a king of angels."

"King of Angels? Medici?" Klein chewed on these two brand-new terms, frowned, and tapped unconsciously with his fingers on the long table.

In his cognition, the so-called sequence of gods should only have true gods above the angels, and there should be no other ranks.

Could it be that only Sequence Two is called an Angel, while Sequence One is called the King of Angels, and Sequence Zero is the true God?

It seemed that he had read the doubts in Klein's heart, and "Secret" thoughtfully gave a reference.

"The King of Angels is not just Sequence One and Sequence Two, and they are not as good as True God."

Klein, who was still thinking, suddenly raised his brows, and the fingers that had been tapping all of a sudden stopped abruptly.

From my usual experience, the rest is not something I can know... Klein laughed at himself and didn't care:

"I think this should be knowledge that I can't access now?"

"Mystery" nodded slightly, and did not answer directly, but said sideways:

"If you are interested, you may be able to complete the task that Medici said. The hidden content in the card in his hand should be able to help you."

"So you want me to accept his request and help him get out of trouble?" Klein didn't explain why he thought Medici's request must be for getting out of trouble. Not an evil spirit, his biggest dream must also be to get out of this incomplete state.

Wouldn't someone really be willing to be a Nazgul and Aladdin's lamp?

The "mystery" piled up on the pale neck with the hood down did not respond directly, but only nodded slightly and gave a silent greeting.

In response, Klein shook his head. In less than a month of contact, he has probably figured out some of the quirks of his half-body. If he doesn't want to say it, then it's useless to ask.

Immediately, Klein mentioned another thing that made him care.

He raised his hand and waved, and behind the high-back chair that symbolized The Fool, a book with an illusory atmosphere flew out quickly and landed gently in front of Klein.

Klein, whose sitting posture became less restrained, flipped through the book that he didn't have time to read last time. With the memory brought by the "diver", it took more than two minutes to remember the time from "Magician" to "Magician". All potion materials and rituals required for the "Muppet Master".

After confirming that the contents of the potion formula had been deeply imprinted in his mind, he raised his head and asked casually:

"The 'Puppet Master' characteristic extracted from Rosago, you said last time that some processing will be done, where is it now?"

"Mystery", who had been silent until now, was stunned for a moment, and his stagnant eyes suddenly turned, and immediately became agile.

His right hand turned over, and the thin mist wrapped around his wrist was stirred, and an all-black right-hand glove was spit out by the mist, and was neatly stacked on the long bronze table.

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The gray fog is still surging. The wooden box that Klein sacrificed to the gray fog last time—the mysterious item obtained from the party hosted by the old Mr. Eye of Wisdom, swayed on the surface of the long table. It took a long time to calm down.

Sitting still casually, "Mystery" grabbed the wooden box, and a question appeared on the soft elf face.

"Why do you collect items that smell like the Hanged Man?"

"Clam?" Klein's realization retracted from the neatly stacked single glove, and subconsciously made a somewhat not-so-smart sound.

Breath of the Hanged Man?

Although I know this definitely doesn't refer to Mr. "The Hanged Man", but isn't the name Hanged Man a common name used by "Mystery" to address the real creator?

Is that black snake a member of the Aurora Society, or just picked up the legacy of the "Secret Prayer" path Extraordinary.

He remembered that the item in the wooden box was a blackened ear.

"This should be the product of which 'Secret Prayer' prayed when the Hanged Man was not in a good mood and died suddenly. In short, you sacrificed it directly this time instead of trying to divination yourself. A wise choice." With one hand, he moved the "secret" thumb of the wooden box and opened the lock. Under the distance and the ubiquitous gray fog, Klein, who was sitting opposite, could hardly see the contents inside the box.

Divination... Klein suddenly remembered that "Mystery" once said that he was "exploded" when he was divination for the eternal blazing sun. His originally frowning brows suddenly collapsed, feeling a burst of embarrassment.

At that time, I was not directly baked into a ball of coke, and the automatic restoration of the palace on the gray fog should have "secret" contributions, and I don't know what He thought at the time...

Although "Mystery" didn't seem to care much, in order to get rid of this strange reverie, Klein quickly changed the subject.

"That black glove, you won't make the Beyonder characteristics left by Rosago into a sealed item, right?"

Klein couldn't help but feel a little worried because he saw the black and gray auras lingering on the surface of the gloves at a glance.

He originally thought that since Rosago had retained the Beyonder characteristics of "Master of Secret Puppets", he would no longer need to search for the main ingredients of potion when he was promoted to Sequence Five, but if this characteristic was made into a Sealed Artifact, how could it be? Doesn't that mean you can't take advantage of it?

"Yes, this glove allows you to use most of the extraordinary abilities possessed by the 'Puppet Master' in advance. In addition to the core abilities and illusions of the 'Faceless', you can manipulate the thread of the spiritual body, flame jumps, and air bullets. You can master these abilities in advance." "Mystery" obviously didn't care that his actions might make Klein lose the Sequence Five potion, but introduced it seriously, "The 'world' you played before can also pass this item. , when playing the 'The Fool' by himself, the two lines go hand in hand."

Hearing the ability of this item, Klein opened and closed his mouth, and finally compromised under the powerful ability of this glove.

"So what are the negative effects of it?"

"Fear of fire damage, and the spiritual consumption of its own ability is also a problem for you." "Mystery" replied with little thought.

Afraid of fire damage, which is not even as serious as the negative effects of some level 2 sealed items behind Tingen Chanis Gate? Klein frowned.

Level 2 Sealed Artifacts generally correspond to the Extraordinary characteristics of the Middle Sequence. As a Sequence Five, the corresponding items should be similar to the Antigonus Puppet used by the Nighthawks team, and they should all be negative. The kind with serious effects.

Looking at Klein's puzzled expression, "Mystery" thought for a while, and reminded him with little care.

"Items made with Extraordinary characteristics and naturally formed sealed items are generally affected by the residual influence of the original owner's spiritual consciousness in the characteristics. There are some incomprehensible negative effects that have nothing to do with the ability of the Extraordinary characteristics themselves."

"At the same time, the existence of a high-level status can also rely on its own personality to weaken or even ignore the negative effects brought by the sealed items. Of course, if there is a powerful 'artisan', the negative effects of the items themselves can also be weakened to a certain extent. ."

It is related to the residual spiritual awareness of the original owner and the level of "craftsman"... Klein chewed on the supplement of "mystery", and his thoughts gradually became clear.

This item should come directly from the hands of a powerful "craftsman", perhaps it was made by "Mystery" himself using some methods, as for the so-called spiritual residue...

I probably shouldn't have chopped off Rosago's head with a chain blade with a brimstone flame...

Klein's eyes fell on the neatly stacked gloves again, and he felt a little regret for a while.

But after a few seconds, he shook his head and accepted all this naturally.

After the battle with Rosago, he has already realized the horror of the ability of the "Mystery Puppet Master". As long as he uses it properly, even if he is fighting against the Beyonders of the middle sequence, he is not without a chance to win.

When he raised his hand, the two objects placed by "Mystery" flew in the direction of "The Fool" and fell slowly, flush with the notes and crystals on the corner of the table.

Immediately afterwards, Klein snorted.

In the wooden box that "mystery" opened just now, most of the ears that were contaminated with the breath of the real creator had disappeared, and were replaced by an iron-black quaint badge.

The upside-down cross is entwined with thorns, and the simple but symbolic pattern is engraved on the surface of the badge, and every notch exudes spiritual brilliance.

He slowly picked up the badge placed in the wooden box, moving cautiously, until his fingertips really touched the surface of the badge, and he gradually became bold.

I didn't directly hear that kind of dizzying, painful babble like last time... Klein simply turned the badge in his hand a few times, and then put it back in the wooden box.

He knew that this was also from the "secret" handwriting.

"That ear doesn't contain Beyonder characteristics?"

"It's just the remnants of the Hanged Man's ravings, you can think of it as a one-off spell, and opening the spell is 'filth'." "Mystery", who was leaning against the back of the high-back chair, explained casually.

Klein, who received a positive answer, didn't ask any further questions, just nodded, and then turned his attention to the only one all-black glove.

He slowly put the glove on his right hand, and at the same time used the power of the gray fog to gather the surrounding fog, constantly making it thicker, until it completely covered the traces of his right hand.

Then, under his thoughts, on an empty seat on the right side of the long bronze table, a stand-in wearing an all-black robe and the appearance of the "world" played by Klein in the last Tarot Club appeared out of thin air.

This avatar is obviously not as good as the one created by "Mystery", with a dull expression, no agility, more like a wax statue, and there is no way to deceive everyone in the Tarot Club.

However, Klein, who was sitting at the top, still spread spiritually. With the activation of the all-black glove on his right hand, Klein's normal vision was distorted.

In the air, one after another illusory black silk threads emerged from the dummy and floated outwards.

Suddenly, the tip of Klein's right finger on the table hooked.

The dummy sitting on the left side of the "sun" immediately stood up, looking a little excited.

But after that, Klein never tried to directly move his fingers to manipulate the dummy~www.mtlnovel.com~ In his mind, as long as he moved his mind, the dummy that had stood up would do anything without delay. The commands that have been determined, the movements gradually change from jerky to familiar, and become normal and agile.

On the eternal gray fog, "Mystery" silently watched the somewhat childish behavior of his half-body, and his all-black eyes clearly reflected his efforts to constantly familiarize himself with the ability of the Sealed Artifact.

Time passed little by little, and the spirituality in Klein's body was almost exhausted.

Finally, he withdrew his right hand, and the all-black glove slowly fell from his right hand, passed over his fingertips, and placed it beside him at will.

It can only be used for about six minutes. Well, my spirituality was not sufficient just now. The maximum should be seven to eight minutes of manipulating the spiritual body...

After calculating the spiritual consumption of the Sealed Artifact, Klein clearly realized what "Mystery" said, not the negative effects of negative effects. If he relied on this Sealed Artifact, he would probably run out of spirituality before the battle was over!

The remaining abilities of this glove can only be tried after returning to reality... Klein looked up at the "Mystery" sitting opposite him, but found that the other party had long since disappeared, leaving only an empty space. Stone Chair.

"Heh." Klein laughed silently, and then his spirituality spread and his figure disappeared.

After a while of manipulation, he overdrawn the spirituality that was not much left, and the two items left on the gray fog also passed through the gate of gift from the gray fog and came back to reality.

Slumped on the only single-seat sofa in the apartment, Klein rubbed the all-black glove in his palm, his ice-blue eyes revealed a little playfulness, and said with a wicked smile:

"'Substitute', I'll call you a 'substitute' in the future."

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