Mystery: The Lamp God's Path To Freedom ~

【Secret: The Road to Freedom of the Lamp God】【】

The evil god's scroller can't receive the oracle here, and this foggy town is definitely not something that angels can do.

"Have you ever entered that church to take a look?" Klein changed the subject again.

Although Mr. A had strong mood swings, he seemed to be trapped in his own world, completely unresponsive to other things.

The shadow twisted resentfully for a while, and a suppressed and painful voice came out: "What is the content of the oracle?"

Before Klein could organize his words, Mr. A murmured desperately and crazily again: "I'm guilty! I repent! I'm guilty..."

It seems that the act of asking the pagans about the oracle itself is a denial of the meaning of their own existence and a blasphemy of their lifelong beliefs.

It's totally impossible to communicate.

Klein didn't try to talk to Mr. A again.

There was another creaking sound in the shadows, which seemed to be the sound of teeth rubbing against finger joints.

Do you go crazy if you eat your fingers, or do you love to eat your fingers?

The crimson that penetrated into the room suddenly dimmed, and Klein immediately looked towards the shadows, thinking about what he could say about the Aurora Society. He wanted to lure Mr. A to chase him so that he could collide with Panatia. This was his best battlefield.

But I can't hold up my **** and shout, come here!

However, maybe Pannadia praised my fingers must be delicious.

But wouldn't it be impolite to shout "The True Creator doesn't want you anymore"? Perhaps it would be polite to say "You are forsaken by your Lord."

Before he could speak, the shadow in the corner of the wall suddenly sunken inward, and in a blink of an eye, the shadow returned to normal, and Mr. A disappeared.

Klein instinctively stretched out his left hand in front of him, and he raised his hand to press Gehrman's silk top hat. Then he remembered that he was currently dressed as a guardian of the Church of the Goddess, without a top hat.

Without staying any longer, Klein let his figure be engulfed in flames, and at the same time lit the leaves in the direction of the church.

As soon as he jumped out of the flame, Klein heard Panatia's crazy and playful voice:

"The way you struggle in pain and despair is really a joy to the body and mind."

She raised the corners of her mouth and laughed a few times, then lowered her face again, and said in a gloomy voice:

"Food must look like food!"

Klein quickly snapped his fingers again, but this time the violent cough affected his balance, and he fell to the ground with a snap, on a piece of spreading ice.

Panatia stepped on the transparent silk thread, looking down at the prey that was about to be frozen into amber, showing a sweet and sinister smile.

"Caught you..."

The glove on his left palm was pale and became transparent again. The moment Klein got rid of the shackles, he slammed into the wall in front of him with force. His palm touched the wall, and Klein stepped into the church.

Klein leaned his back against the wall and panted violently. He felt hot-headed and his throat was dry and itchy. If he didn't know that there was a huge unknown danger hidden in the church, Klein really wanted to run to the window immediately and taunt Panatia. : "Hahaha, you can't catch up with me, I'm not afraid at all."

Of course, this is just a daydream that the brain flickers around in order to relieve tension and fear of the unknown. But if it was Anderson, he would definitely act out of his heart.

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Sighing silently, Klein focused his attention on the dark church, barely seeing the figures hanging in midair.

Klein had expected this long ago, but he didn't know who hung them here. He secretly slandered in his heart, thinking that they should be monsters in the illustrated book of magical creatures presented by Arrods.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew up in the church. All the noodles turned to Klein, rolled their eyes at the newcomers, and issued a warm welcome of "Honakis...Freguera...".

Klein's scalp was numb from being stared at, and guesses were quickly formed in his mind. He began to feel that all of this was arranged by the lamp **** or someone. Even if he didn't steal the book, he would be sent to climb the mountain in other ways.

Could this be my final destination?

Ever since he entered the church, Klein felt that some danger was approaching. Seeing these figures swaying in the wind, he quickly opened his vision of the spiritual body thread, and was horrified to find that his spiritual body thread was being attracted upwards. Float away.

He finally knew what made the demigod witch feel the great danger and what had been triggering his spirituality to call the police.

He pulled back the thread of his spirit body and explored deeper into the church.

Then, he saw the statue of the eraser angel who sent him in, and an old npc sitting diagonally behind the statue.

No way... This dungeon really has a job-changing npc?

The old man opened his eyes at once, and said his lines as if a mission had been triggered: "Finally, another fortune-teller has come here."

Klein was stunned for a moment. He remembered playing online games in the past, and most of the mentor npcs who hid in the corners of hidden professions said the same way: "Finally **** came here..."

He adjusted his mood and couldn't help but say, "Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, feeling that the people who came this time might be unusual, and he said in a humorous voice, "I need you to bring my ashes back to my hometown of Trier."

Klein looked suspiciously at the person in front of him. The old man is not in the state of a soul. Could it be that another sealed item like a lamp **** has become a spirit? Ashes?

Seeing people neither asking about his status nor how to get out of here, the old man could only explain himself.

He spoke a long passage in a hoarse voice, and Klein always felt that it was full of lies, especially when he told himself such important information, but only wanted the ashes to be thrown in the river in his hometown, which was unreasonable after thinking about it.

After hearing so many mission backgrounds and not seeing the other party introduce his identity, Klein finally couldn't help but say, "Please forgive my impoliteness, what should I call you?"

The old man let out a long sigh, as if he was reluctant to say his name, he responded with a smile: "You can call me... Zaratul. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Fuck!

Klein thought about all of this at once.

Reminiscent of the out-of-control monster, and the battle for Origin Castle that the Genie said, this Zaratul must not be dead, not to mention that she has already experienced the Miracle Master, but she is trying to persuade everyone on the main peak of Hornakis. If someone came to open the door, she must have a big plan.

No, as soon as I open the door, the history and destiny here will be connected to the outside world. She will be able to get rid of this strange state, return to the out-of-control body, awaken her reason, and become a Sequence Angel who is no longer crazy.

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Am I going to personally break the seal of one of the final bosses?

But if I don't open the door and go out, what future do I have?

Looking at it this way, did the eraser angel send him here just to let me release Zaratul? Isn't that... the goddess is also willing to see this kind of development?

No more hesitation, in line with the attitude that the enemy's wool is not for nothing, Klein asked for the secret puppet and fish, ability buff, magic potion formula for the crafty mage, and also asked about the name of Sequence Three and many questions.

Of course, he also tried to request the ancient scholar's potion formula, but the other party seemed to have seen through his progress and just laughed without saying a word.

If you look like this, you will be beaten by the lamp god.

During the waiting time, Klein kept thinking about his next action plan.

Suddenly, crimson brilliance shone into the dark church, and Klein, who was already standing by the wall, immediately pressed against the wall and walked out of the church.

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