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"On June 2nd, Bernady helped me massage my back!"

"It's really good to have a daughter. I know how to care about my old father. Although I can see through what she wants at a glance, at least she is willing to behave and do a good job."

"I asked her which extraordinary path she wanted to take, and she said she hadn't thought about it yet, but she liked the motto of 'do whatever she wants, but don't hurt'."

"On June 3rd, I met Florent again. He was very different from before. He also had his original memories and some distinctive and iconic personality, which was enough to show that he was himself."

"What has he experienced? He has changed so much? Perhaps a metaphor can be used to describe relatively accurately. Some monsters are physical stitching monsters, while he is mental stitching monsters."

"On June 5th, I got an ancient classic, which actually mentioned the name of "The Original Witch", which is the kind of non-respecting name!

"He is Chik, and this is the name of a man.

"Is this ancient book fake?"

Klein's eyes narrowed slightly: The name of the man? He immediately thought of the witches' behavior and their twisted way of playing, and thus had a strange idea-

——Is it because the "primary witch" used to be a man that the later witches need men to act sexually, right?

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There was no expression on Edward's face.

The connection He left on the Source Castle was completely obscured. Judging from the night sky he saw and the completely cut off, the one who took action was undoubtedly the Goddess of the Night. At this moment, the connections they left were constrained by each other and fell into a stalemate. Perhaps no one could further affect the Source Castle.

Why did the goddess of night know the existence of the Source Castle?

He knew from the beginning, or was it because of Crane's existence that he noticed?

He is concerned about whether Klein is because of the Source Castle?

"It's really strange... There was no movement before the previous thousand four hundred years. In the last eighteen years of the Doomsday, all the heirs of the Fool of the Source Castle Heavenly Lord appeared. Does the Heavenly Lord have procrastination? Like to go to the death line?"

He murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Amun said there were at least one hundred cocoons on it, only four of them broke. The Heavenly Lord has been dead for so long and has only put down three people so far. What the remaining hundreds of people want to do is impossible to be all for a look."

"The power of the night actually followed the Source Castle... The Night knew what the Source Castle was, why did other gods not respond? The Night is not an adjacent way, how could it accurately grasp the opportunity? Is the uniqueness of the fool so easy to use? Nothing is right, what is wrong..."

"In addition to Edward, there are three more people."

"The Goddess of the Night...is the real...the first person?"

The declining king was silent. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly had some enlightenment, the enlightenment of the destruction of the demon wolf and the fall of the wilderness.

"Who is on the Source Castle now? Klein? Or the fifth person, tsk, the heir of the Source Castle, it's really troublesome."

"Just just think he is Klein. It's really unexpected... I have established a weak and normal connection with Source Castle. How did Darkness move freely in Source Castle? It can vaguely suppress me. Could it be that the heir gave him the blessing of his occultist or the permission to act... This is difficult, Darkness has Antigonus in his hand."

The outer god said to himself: "After gaining the connection of the Source Castle, if He intends to cultivate a 'fool' himself..."

It was another long silence.

"So hungry..." The demon in the shadow sighed faintly, and then he took out a bottle labeled as a demigod of the Rose School from the collection cabinet, pulled out the bottle plug, grabbed it out under the horror of the soul inside, stuffed it into his mouth. Chewing, chewing, swallowing, the Adam's apple rolled, and the tip of his tongue swept away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

It took too long to lose the source quality, and it took too long to find the opportunity to make up for it on the earth. As one's own characteristics increase, the instinct for aggregation becomes stronger and stronger. If one's will is not firm enough, one knows that unwanted characteristics will only cause trouble for oneself and keeps oneself away from one's goal, one would probably not be able to resist eating the pollution of the city of disaster in his hand.

It was afternoon, and the outer God looked at the sky outside the window. The bright sky light made him feel a little "irritable" very rarely.

I was irritated by not knowing when I could go deep into the abyss, I didn’t know when I could find the heir of the Source Castle again, I didn’t know when I could find my own source and the danger that my identity might be exposed. The sudden intervention of the Goddess of the Night made him a little passive. Although his transformation path was timely, it was difficult for the decayed king to grasp what the Night saw. If he saw his real path mark, then the expected breakup would probably have to be ahead of tomorrow or even the next second.

In this situation where the future is unclear, fortunately, there is another thing that can make him feel a little relaxed, that is, man-made disasters are coming.

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Amon was shopping, and he was leisurely walking and looking around, suddenly noticed something very interesting.

In the jewelry store on the roadside, brand new glass shelves were shining, and the store manager was sorting out various jewelry pieces on it. Amon took a fancy to these brand new bracelets and pendants and walked into the store curiously.

"Boss, are these newcomers?"

He touched the bracelet he had just hung up and asked, "Shell?"

"Yes, hey, boy, are you here again?"

The store manager, who was over 50 years old, put the boxes in his hand on the counter, and the things inside collided with each other, making a nice clamor: "They are all new goods that have just been purchased. If you are interested, you can take a look first."

"good."

Amon nodded with a smile, then turned his gaze to the various handicrafts placed on the wall and on the counter. There were processed ornaments on the counter, all of which were small animals made of shells or collages. Amon was not interested in these, so he looked away quickly and looked elsewhere. The main materials were pendants and bracelets on the walls, and the raw materials were the simplest shells or smooth conchs, which looked relatively cheap. The main colors were basically white, and a few had natural color patterns.

Amon pinched a conch pendant with black patterns, the size of a thumb. He put it in his ears and heard some ethereal and distant sounds in it. He turned to ask the owner: "How much does this cost?"

The shop owner hung a shell wind chime on the wall, looked back, and said with a smile: "This 1 Sule."

"The price has increased," Amon said. "It was only 10p last month."

"Yes, it's winter, and fishermen don't go out to sea."

While speaking, the door behind him was pushed open and another guest came in. A gust of cold wind rushed in through the gap between opening the door, blew the wind chimes that had just been hung, making a series of crisp sounds different from the metal wind chimes.

Amon was attracted by the sound and asked, "Shopkeeper, is this wind chime sold? How much does it cost?"

The store manager laughed: "I just hung it, but this one is very expensive, so I bought a .5 Sule that I planned to hang in the store myself."

"It's a bit expensive." Amon nodded, "Pack it up for me."

"Okay." The manager smiled, climbed the short ladder that had not had time to move away, and took down the wind chime with a grunt.

Amon watched him hanging the wind chime carefully aside, took a cardboard box, filled it with soft filling, and then put the shell wind chime in with his hands. Amon thought for a while and put the black patterned conch in his hand into the box: "I want this too."

The manager's face smiled. The young man would buy more or less things every time he came, and he was very generous. He was simply the best customer. So he said, "Is there anything else? I'll give you a 20% discount."

Upon hearing this, Ameng's eyes lit up and he turned around and continued to search for things he was interested in. Soon, a string of bracelets with white "leaf" pendants attracted his attention.

After a closer look, the veins on this "leaf" were actually formed naturally, cut into leaves and like feathers. There were a total of one knuckle, and there were many polished beads and shell fragments hanging on the leather rope of the bracelet, which was very delicate. After obtaining the permission of the store manager, Amon touched the "leaf" in the display cabinet with one finger, and found that the feel was very round and smooth, very similar to pearls, but different.

"What's this?"

"That's the giant clam." said the manager. "I collected this small piece from the fishermen. The giant clams are generally purchased by the Storm Church. If you like it, 2 Sule will be sold to you."

"Will the Church of Storm really buy shells?"

"Yes, the church often purchases large quantities of shells and baroque pearls for use as talismans. The giant clams in the shells are the best. If there are golden patterns inside, the price can be increased by dozens or hundreds of times." After packing up, the store manager sat leisurely behind the counter and chatted with Amon, "Is the brother a believer of the Storm? As long as you donate a certain amount of funds or be pious enough, the Storm Church will give you the amulets blessed by the Lord of the Storm."

Amon shook his head: "I am not a believer of the Storm."

"That's the goddess or the god of steam and machinery." The manager said naturally, his name exposed his own beliefs. "If you want to buy quality giant clams, you have to go to the beach by yourself."

“That means this is awful?”

"Haha, how could it be? Although it is indeed a scrap, I like the shape and pattern very much."

While speaking, the store manager had already wrapped the shell wind chimes and conch pendants properly. Amon stared at the bracelet with ordinary workmanship but was very interested in it for a while, and finally decided to buy it: "This bracelet..."

"I'll buy it."

A gentle female voice added in out of thin air. She was a woman in a long black dress with a beautiful face, long hair, a black hood on her head, and a thin gauze covered her eyes and nose.

She said: "I like it very much and I am willing to buy it with 5 Sule. Can I give it to me?"

Amon's thoughts were in a daze for a moment, but he himself did not realize it.

The items you favored are attracted by others? This is very simple. You only need to parasitize the store manager or this lady, or cheat or steal, as long as you can make this thing belong to you in the end. This lady is just an ordinary person. Amon reached out and pinched his eyes and said to the store manager: "I like it very much, and I hope to buy it with 8 Sule."

"12Sulle." The lady in black followed calmly.

The manager looked at her, then looked at him, and said apologetically: "Oh, this... young man, why don't you change another one?"

As soon as these words came out, Amon naturally understood what the store manager meant. He was a little unhappy. His eyes were stuck on the bracelet for a while, and finally he felt relieved: "Okay."

"Why don't you parasitize him?" the lady asked lightly.

Amon didn't feel anything wrong with this problem and said casually: "Because I only have 8 Sule."

"No, you still have a lot of cash on you, and you can steal my money, cheat, or parasitize me. There are many ways to get the bracelet."

The lady in black-haired asked, "Why did you give up?"

Amon had to explain to her seriously: "8Sulle is the highest price I am willing to pay. Since you are willing to pay higher, it proves that you like it more than me, so I will give it to you."

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and showed a surprised expression behind the black veil. Her beautiful and dull face showed a hint of agility: "Are you planning to steal it?"

"No." Amon denied, "it's not that important to me."

"So, what if it is the 'source castle'?"

"Source Castle?" Amon was stunned and almost woke up, but he could not resist the power of the dream and answered truthfully, "The fate of the Lord of Mystery is too heavy, I don't want to bear that."

"But you have a way to get the Source Fort and don't have to take responsibility."

"Is that?" Amon asked in confusion. As he spoke, he suddenly saw the gray fog in front of him, and the huge space as magnificent as a temple appeared. He saw the bronze long table and 22 high-back chairs he had seen with his own eyes. He really saw the Source Fort and entered the Source Fort. As long as he thought about it, he could completely control the place.

The lady in black stood beside him like a shadow, her voice sometimes far and sometimes near, and she misty: "You come to get the position of the Lord of Mystery, and that person will bear the fate of the Lord of Mystery. This is the best for you. Are you willing?"

Are you willing?

Amon approached the bronze table and came near the position of "Fool". He looked down slightly at the "Divider" emblem that appeared on the high-back chair. The emblem twisted and changed in his eyes, turning into a pointer and a shadow, and becoming a "thief".

"I……"

He said slowly, "I will give you the bracelet, I will do my own thing."

"He gave me the Source Castle and carried his fate. Was he willing to do so?"

"I don't want to take responsibility. If he is willing to be responsible, I will give him the Source Castle."

After saying this, he was quietly behind him. Amon turned his head and saw the lady in black-haired looking at him quietly, with her lips rising and a smile slowly appeared.

TBC

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I saw some readers opening posts in the post bar and complaining that Lao Ai should have died long ago.

Brother, what are you doing when you post? Discuss the plot of this article with a group of people who have never read the book?

"The barrier cannot be penetrated." Speaking of this, how can human soul quality be higher than that of God? It is impossible for the soul to penetrate the angels and the old true gods. How can time travelers in another world escape the eyes of God and the seven gods? How can the original characters such as Klein Amon Adam and others have worldly feelings? Fans are fantasies that are fantasy, so don't write them according to your statement.

If you always love to do something, you will say that you are against routine and chaotic evil is just talking about it. In essence, it is still about the character daddy light novel. If you always love to do something, you will start discussing that He should have died long ago. Some readers are really Ye Gong Haolong.
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