Everything is so clear, what else can you think of?
Within the Tarot Society, extraordinary characteristics have long been no secret, and Mr. Xingxing, who has a more upright temperament, was the first to speak:
"Mr. Devil, what you mean is that the Creator whom Silver City believes in is probably a true god on the path of the Hanged Man. The process of taking back his authority is actually herding the true god? And the meaning of this picture is actually that he died
Later, the extraordinary characteristics extracted from the three gods were promoted to true gods?"
Cattleya, who was shocked by the identity of the three gods, also reacted at this time, used her rich extraordinary knowledge to re-examine the picture, and speculated thoughtfully:
"I see, then the true Creator is the 'residue' of the Creator whom Silver City believes in, an evil spirit? Or is it something similar to a resurrected backhand? Or is it an existence similar to the Hidden Sage? If you look at it that way
Come on, His madness can be explained."
"Is this so?!" Forsi's eyes flickered. This kind of plot is really something that even novels don't dare to think about, but Klein obviously has more in mind.
Because he heard a "familiar" feeling from Mr. Devil's words. It wasn't that he was familiar with this speaking style, but he felt that Mr. Devil seemed to have known about it for a long time.
He couldn't help but think of the documents about the true Creator in the diary of Senior Panredax again, but if those documents really recorded these things, it's no wonder that Senior Panredax had such a big reaction.
But thinking about it this way, is Mr. Devil’s plan to transform the gods to awaken the Creator of Silver City?
The political commissar looked at the silent Tarot Club again, and felt that today's Tarot Club should be stopped if it continued like this. He immediately dispersed the murals, turned to look at the sun, and changed the subject:
"Have you investigated the matter of the former chief's tomb?"
"No, during this period I have been constantly being assigned patrol missions, and I have to repay my debt to Mr. Demon, so there is no time to investigate."
Little Yang's tone was a little ashamed, but Alger was not surprised. He just recommended him to make more friends.
As the head of the psychological construction of the Tarot Society, the political commissar is better at this than the professional psychiatrist Miss Justice. Soon, Little Sun has made a decision. After Mr. World made an appointment for psychological treatment, Forsi
Seeing that the party was about to end, he immediately said:
"Dear Mr. Fool, I have a friend who has recited your name before. I would like to recommend her to join the Tarot Society. Is it possible?"
Hearing Ms. Magician's words, Klein suddenly felt a headache. If he had heard this question half a month ago, he might have considered it, but since Mr. Demon was promoted to Sequence Three, he has returned to the way he used to be careful when attending meetings.
time.
Although the short lady's connection with MI9 was of some value, it would not be affordable until he was promoted to Sequence Four and became a demigod, and that was only if Mr. Devil did not get promoted again.
Thinking of this, he tilted his head slightly, assumed a leisurely posture, and chuckled:
"This requires a certain test."
After finishing speaking, Klein did not give Miss Magic a chance to continue asking questions, and immediately said:
"That's all for today's party."
…
After the Tarot Club, Little Sun picked up the Sword of Rebellion and went to the training ground to make friends with martial arts. Huang Jiajia brought the extraordinary characteristics of Druid and approached Frank with a heavy heart. However, Snow returned home and lost his consciousness.
Let go and use the anchor provided by the passion and believers of the labor movement to stabilize your mental state that is torn apart by the curse.
Although with the ability of the Paradox Path, he could completely separate a monkey personality and bear the mental pressure caused by the curse, but after understanding the role of the Paradox Path and the price of skipping classes, he still chose to do it step by step.
.
"Ring ring ring..."
The doorbell rang, and Elaine glanced at the owner who was obviously not in a good state, hesitated for a moment, and then asked:
"Is your current situation not suitable for meeting guests?"
"It doesn't matter." Snow shook his head slightly. Through his future vision, he had already seen who was at the door, and waved his hand:
"Go and bring someone in, make a cup of tea, and then you can go and have a rest."
"Okay." After hearing this, Elaine quickly walked towards the entrance without saying anything more. A moment later, Mr. Kidd Robin, dressed in formal attire, appeared in his field of vision.
"What are you..." Klein saw a look of shock on Snow's face when he saw Snow covered in black cracks all over his body. If he hadn't done fortune-telling as a habit before arriving, he might have tried to grab the door right now.
Escaped.
"It's okay, this is part of the role. I need to bear some curses at the stage I'm in now." Snow waved his hands, looking very casual, but Klein felt the black color that could feel strong malice just by looking directly at it.
Material, I couldn’t help but curse in my heart:
"You don't look like 'some'!"
However, Mr. Devil himself said that everything was fine, and he didn't say much. After all, considering all the weirdness of being promoted along the path of the Secret Prayer, this situation of being burdened with a curse is not so special.
The well-behaved maid Elaine turned and left. Snow arranged a spiritual wall as usual, and then Klein said:
"I'm going to take action."
"Oh? I thought you planned to attend the captain's wedding before you took action!" Snow picked up the teacup and took a sip, squinting his eyes and said. Klein's movements froze slightly, and he wanted to ask, "What's wrong with you?"
I know." But then he gave up on this boring question and responded directly:
"I'm worried that I won't be able to take action by then."
This is true.
After Klein's previous schizophrenia, he realized that the longer this matter was delayed, the more troublesome it would be, because as time went by, his feelings for the Church of the Night would continue to torture his determination. If he attended the captain's wedding, he might
I really couldn't give it up.
Snow did not deeply analyze Klein's inner plan, but based on the deal with the goddess, he still took out a belt and hung it on his body——
"Summon your marionette."
"Um, can we extend the time for complete erosion as much as possible?" Klein Ninja summoned the Blood Admiral in distress, but still asked with a tangled look on his face.
"Two months is already the limit. If it is longer, the effect will not be as good as my illusion." Snow shook his head and took out a black disk with a crimson moon drawn on it from his arms. Although Klein felt that this
The picture had a sense of déjà vu, but his heartache for Secret Puppet made him temporarily ignore these considerations. After struggling for two seconds, he finally nodded:
"OK."
"Then I'm going to start." Snow pinched the disc that was about the size of a palm and nearly as thick as three fingers. He moved it with one hand, and a metallic sound effect suddenly came out from it——
"An~an soul~a soul master!!!"
At the same time, his belt also made a similar sound effect——
"Transformation time~! Are you ready?"
"What is this..." Klein's eyes suddenly widened, and then he saw Snow inserting the disc into the card slot in a very touching gesture, and uttered one word in a very serious tone -
"Transform!"
Along with a series of cool sound effects, like chains sliding, a voice said loudly——
