Chapter 6 Morning

As Klein stared, crimson flames suddenly burst out and engulfed him.

By the time the firelight scattered, his figure had disappeared in St. Samuel's Church.

In the empty room of an ordinary hotel, Klein stepped out of the suddenly rising flames and began to arrange the ceremony of praying for gifts.

Soon, the mysterious door formed by candlelight opened, and an ancient ornament flew out of the boundless darkness and landed on the altar.

This ornament seems to be made of gold, like a slender bird, surrounded by wings made of pale flames, and the bronze eyes flash with layers of light, as if hiding an illusory door after another.

Klein sincerely thanked "Goddess of the Evernight", ended the ceremony, and picked up the bird-shaped gold ornament.

"This seems to be the image of the legendary phoenix ancestor Gregory...

"In addition to his own pathway, this ancient god of death seems to have the authority of part of the 'apprentice' pathway. This can be initially confirmed from the ruins of the city-state that believed in phoenixes in the Land Abandoned by God...

"It's no wonder that most of the ancient gods have a hard time controlling their emotions and are on the verge of madness, no, they are constantly wandering between madness and reason... Before the first 'blasphemy slate' appeared, all extraordinary creatures had no The concept of sequence pathway only has the instinct of aggregation, fertility and blind attempts..." Klein sighed a few words in his heart as he carefully examined the bird-shaped gold jewelry.

As the owner of "Origin Castle", he can perceive the subtle connection between this ornament and "River of Eternal Darkness".

"That's why it can carry the water of the 'River of Eternal Darkness'? Well, the water of the 'River of Eternal Darkness' is definitely not a river in the true sense, but an abstract concept or symbol." Klein said thoughtfully. After turning his head, he threw the bird-shaped gold ornament into the "Origin Castle" and sealed it in the junk pile, lest it bring any unnecessary accidents.

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On a mountain outside the city of Bayam.

The "Red Angel" evil spirit watched the edge of the sea gradually light up, and a round of orange sun slowly left the horizon.

At some point, a young man wearing a soft pointed hat and a classical black robe appeared beside him.

The man played with a monocle made of crystal and put it on his right eye, it was Amon who had become Mr. Wrong.

Sauron Einhorn Medici glanced sideways at Amon and said:

"The one you got out as a sacrifice turned out to be the main body.

"

"If it's not the main body, how can I steal the ritual in time to replace Bethel?" Amon responded with a smile, "As a qualified 'conspirator', you shouldn't have thought of this."

The "Red Angel" evil spirit sneered:

"How do I know you're not cheating on me? Maybe you pre-judged my pre-judgment?"

Amon smiled and didn't give a positive answer. Instead, he took out a strange crown full of rust and blood.

"This is your reward." He threw the item to Sauron Einhorn Medici.

After the "Red Angel" evil spirit caught this strange crown, he was a little surprised:

"Yo, I didn't even try to default."

"It's also a form of fraud to do something that doesn't conform to your thoughts." Amon squeezed the monocle on his right eye and said with a smile, "I'm looking forward to you becoming a 'Red Priest' and swallowing that Witch, when the time comes, your image must be very interesting."

When he said this, Amon's smile was filled with undisguised wickedness.

Soren Einhorn Medici was silent for a while and said:

"I don't think there will be any essential difference from now."

A bloody mouth was split open on both sides of his face, and quickly closed again.

Amon straightened the monocle on his right eye, looked sideways at the other side of the sea and said:

"The situation in the Western Continent seems interesting."

After speaking, this Mr. "Wrong", the former "Angel of Time", turned into light and dissipated.

The "Red Angel" evil spirit followed and looked at the place Amon was looking at, and threw the strange crown in his hand.

On both sides of his face, bloody mouths appeared again, and each said:

"After absorbing this Beyonder characteristic, you'd better stay away from Bansi."

"If you want your breasts to grow and your body is swollen, you can stay there too."

Medici pouted and said:

"Shouldn't that be your wish?"

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Facing the altar full of materials and utensils, Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The table in front of him was instantly empty and clean, and all the clutter was sorted back to where they were.

This is a "miracle", derived from certain wishes accumulated by Klein.

"Compared with those 'miracle masters' and 'mysterious servants' in the past, the 'miracles' that I can create are completely diverse and very practical, including but not limited to building houses, interior decoration, garbage sorting, environmental protection ..." Klein glanced at the treated altar and laughed at himself.

He then opened the door and left, heading towards the street.

He wants to strengthen his own humanity and initially stabilize his mental state by returning to reality and human society—his current problem is rather troublesome, involving the will of "Blessed Life Xuanhuang Tianzun" to recover. If he can't suppress it first, go directly to him. Miss Justice's treatment will only contaminate the other party and make her psychiatrist suffer from mental illness. Of course, if Miss Justice can have a Sequence 2 level, the impact will not be too great.

The current Backlund has been rebuilt, and the number of pedestrians coming and going has returned to a level close to its peak. As soon as Klein opened the hotel door, he heard various voices:

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

“Fresh sea fish from Pritz Harbour, with less thorny flesh, perfect for pan-frying!”

“Special ginger beer with muffins and fries!”

“Fresh and hot oyster soup!”

“The freshest vegetables ever!”

...

Most of these sounds came from the mobile vendors on the street, and a small amount came from the passengers chasing the stagecoach or the pedestrians who were hit by the road.

Hearing these unfamiliar and familiar calls, Klein quietly stared at the scene in front of him without moving for several minutes.

It wasn't until a thief approached that he inserted his hands into the pockets of his black woolen coat and walked into the nearest cafe step by step.

"A good cup of coffee, a stew of lamb with tender peas, and a loaf of oatmeal bread." Klein said to the owner of the cheap cafe.

"A total of 11p." The boss replied after doing mental arithmetic.

Then, he added:

"Everything has gone up in price now."

Klein didn't say anything. He took a 1-soul bill from the junk pile in "Origin Castle" and handed it to the boss.

He immediately found a place by the window, sat down on a less greasy tabletop, and pulled out a few tissues as a cushion.

Next, Klein spread the letter paper and took out a dark red round-bellied absorbent pen.

After watching the morning street scene and pedestrians for a long time, he finally wrote:

"Dear Mr. Azik:

"I haven't written to you for another month because I had to sleep for a while. It's not hurt, it's ritual.

"When I woke up, walked into human society again, and walked into the street, I suddenly recalled my life in Tingen.

"At that time, it was always noisy and noisy in the morning. A large number of citizens left their houses and hurried to factories and companies. Itinerant hawkers gathered on the street, selling vegetables, cooked food and fruits of unreliable quality. They were always very Cheap.

"I will protect my purse, squeeze carefully through them, go to the site, and wait for the stagecoach with the many.

"I work for Blackthorn Security at 36 Zoetland Street, and I have a good group of colleagues:

"Dunn Smith is the captain and the supervisor here. He is an experienced, kind, and responsible Extraordinary. He has a gentle personality, is capable of doing things, and loves all the team members equally. The only drawback is that his memory is not very good Well, it's not too important, maybe you'll forget it when you turn around In my own dreams, it is often unclear which things belong to reality and which belong to dreams.

"Old Neil was my first occult teacher, and the most useful skill he taught me was reimbursement. He always devised strange ritual magic, trying to get help from the goddess, and some of it was successful. There were some ridiculous accidents, and I can still recall them to this day. He is a very kind person, and he is unwilling to hurt others even for his coveted wishes.

"Leonard is a poet with his own secrets. I initially thought he was mysterious, a hidden, and a strong man who must be valued. Later, I found out that he is essentially rough, simple, impulsive, rebellious, casual, and not very polite. He is a young man, and he really has no literary talent, so he can only perform the role by reciting. Well, he has some advantages. He is still brave, and has a keen intuition and terrible reasoning ability in certain things. However, this is limited to certain things.

"Frye is an Extraordinary who looks indifferent and makes people afraid to get close to him, but in fact, he is very responsible and enthusiastic, and can always extend his hand when others need help.

"Kornley is very short. He used to be a civilian, and then he took the initiative to apply to become an official team member. He is quite shrewd, but when he encounters a case, he never refuses. Every time he plays cards, the most he talks about is his fiancee.

"Rosanne is the front desk of 'Blackthorn Security Company'. She has a lively personality, a little lazy, and is loved by everyone. To us, she is like a sister. She also loves each of us, but I hate all the regular team members very much, because her father was also an official Beyonder who died heroically in the line of duty. Perhaps, in her heart, the regular team members can be equated with those who received a critical illness notice.

"Mrs. Orianna is an accountant and the victim of an extraordinary case. She is delicate and gentle, and pursues an exquisite life. She doesn't talk much, but she takes care of everyone and never embarrassed us financially. For example, she seldom dismissed Mrs. Er's reimbursement application, no matter how ridiculous the reason, is only left to the captain's decision.

"Ms. Sigatron has rare gray hair and is an unsuccessful writer. She has a great temperament and a quiet personality, not like an Extraordinary who fights in the dark. She is also brave and determined, even when faced with He didn't flinch from death either.

"Ms. Luo Yao and Fry are very similar, they are both people who don't talk much but care about colleagues very much, well, except at the poker table.

"Brett is the best report writer in the civil service, a romantic gentleman who loves his wife very much even after fifteen years of marriage. I think he will live well because he lives by the motto that , The less you know, the longer you live.

"Caesar Francis is our coachman. Although he is a civilian, he is often exposed to dangerous scenes. Therefore, the captain entrusted him with the purchase and application of materials. His presence is not high, which may be It's the key to his survival.

"I occasionally think that if it weren't for what happened later, I would still be living in Tingen, going to work on time every day, taking turns underground, handling a few cases, playing cards with my colleagues, and accompanying Melissa and Benson from time to time. Go to a play or a circus. If I can get home early one day, I will study food, which is one of my hobbies. On the weekends, I may come to visit you and talk to you about the history of various fields...

"Unfortunately, life always pushes us forward, facing one change after another."