A crisp and rhythmic knock on the door interrupted Klein's contemplation. He almost immediately jumped up from the bed and controlled the servant dressed as a marionette to open the door.
The moment Enzoni's hand grasped the doorknob, a picture emerged in Klein's consciousness. Before opening the door, he had already seen the person outside.
"Mr. Demon? Why is he here?" Klein was slightly stunned, and for a moment he doubted whether this was true. Without any further hesitation, Klein straightened out his thoughts almost instantly and followed the path of the spirit body.
line, and captured a mouse in the hotel as a marionette to ensure that he could escape at any time. At the same time, he walked towards the door and asked Enzoni to open the door.
"Good evening, Mr. Devil." Seeing the man at the door holding a black cat on his shoulder as usual, Klein waved hello.
But I don’t know why, when meeting this gentleman at this time, he always felt a little weird, well, probably - "Your ancestor and I were roommates sleeping in bunk beds. In terms of seniority, you have to call me grandpa."
"Feeling right?"
"My friend, you look very bad." Snow looked at Klein. The smile on his face slowly disappeared and became serious. His brows wrinkled slightly and he said solemnly:
"Is there any trouble with being promoted to demigod?"
"No." Klein immediately shook his head, led Snow to sit down at the table, controlled Enzoni to make a pot of tea, and then asked:
"Mr. Devil, how did you know I was here?"
"You have studied occult science at some point, right? The essence of talismans is sacrifice and bestowal. Sacrifice metal engraved with magic runes in exchange for the power of the sacrifice object. A truly great existence automatically responds to countless talismans every day. Naturally, it will not
Focus on a certain one, but there are only a few high-level spells I made with my own power after becoming a demigod. Don’t I still know who uses them and where they are used?”
Snow rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand in the void. As a space crack appeared, Hell Admiral Ludwell's body fell out of it. At the same time, Klein immediately felt the ability to control at will again.
Feel.
"Um, isn't it already possessed by the red angel evil spirit?"
Klein looked at the lost Marionette, but always felt a little uneasy, fearing that it would suddenly reveal a mocking smile.
"The people from the Church of the Night came over after you left. He didn't dare to conflict with the large army, and he couldn't break away from me quickly, so he left his physical body and ran away in the spirit form." Snow spread his hands and said very
He responded calmly, "But you must also learn a lesson. Even if you don't want something like a secret puppet that is deeply connected to you, you must destroy it. At least you must completely cut off the connection. Otherwise, you must be proficient in decryption, divination, and traceability."
A high-level extraordinary person can easily trace you through the marionette."
"Ah, this..." Klein really didn't expect this at all. His eyes widened, and his heart was filled with joy for a moment, and even the previous depression dissipated a lot.
"Thank you, Mr. Demon." Klein took over control of Ludwell again, and then sincerely thanked Snow. Snow nodded lightly, accepted the thank you, and then said:
"Your current mental state is very dangerous. If it were in the past, it would be fine as long as you adjust in time. But now you have been promoted to demigod. Due to the splitting of mythical creature forms in the diviner path, you need anchors to maintain yourself at the demigod stage.
Regarding your mental state, you are likely to have insufficient reserves in this area now. My suggestion is that you should consult a psychiatrist and then go home to see that Benson and Melissa are still waiting for you at home."
"Benson...Melissa..." Klein's heart warmed slightly when he heard these two names. At the same time, he finally understood the reason why Mr. Demon made this trip.
"He doesn't know that I am a fool, so he is worried that after I am promoted to demigod, I will lack enough anchors to stabilize my mental state?"
"Huh...thank you, I have made an appointment with Miss Justice's psychological clinic." Klein took a deep breath, and then sincerely thanked him again. Snow waved his hand casually, drank the tea in the cup, then stood up and said
:
"If you are confused, just think that your family is still waiting for you. Now that I am being stared at by the eternal blazing sun, it is inconvenient for me to run around, so I won't stay here any longer."
After Snow finished speaking, before Klein could say anything else, he stretched out his hand to tear open a light door and disappeared into the room...
"It's really worrying..." Klein looked at Snow who left in a hurry. He couldn't help but think of the crystal bottle that just flashed in the real world and attracted the malicious gaze of the Eternal Blazing Sun. He couldn't help but sigh for Mr. Demon.
His boldness, and... his concern for himself.
"Yeah, cheer up!"
A determined look reappeared in Klein's eyes. He walked four steps backward and arrived above the gray fog. After a round of editing and sound correction, Miss Audrey, who was far away in Backlund, received Mr. World.
request for psychological consultation.
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"It's really difficult to be a spiritual mentor for Ke Miao! There are many things that I can't say right now! I hope he will be promoted to an ancient scholar soon. Compared to me, an 'outsider', a contemporary 'companion' should be more
It's suitable to communicate with him." Snow's figure reappeared in Backlund's residence.
An eye with a dial iris opened at his feet. Although he did not wear a monocle, he had already acquired the identity of Amon's clone.
With this identity, he can easily sense the existence of other Amon, but under the influence of the chaotic aura, other Amon cannot feel him——
As long as he doesn't take the initiative to talk to Amon, it will be fine.
As he expected, Amon's traces have begun to spread in Backlund. However, due to several true gods, Amon's movements are extremely cautious, and can even be said to be a bit timid. From this aspect, he is obviously
I don’t think Pales will stay in Backlund. After all, Jacob’s treasure is enough to return Pales to its peak state (of course, the characteristics of Sequence Two are not included in this book, so it is not considered to be in full bloom), and that
Even if he met Amon head-on, he would still be able to escape for his life.
Under such circumstances, it is basically impossible for Amon to search for a substitute, so now Amon's main target is obviously the Fool's followers.
"However, the Fool will not come back until a week later." Snow glanced at the East District from a distance, and his eyes closed at his feet.
He quietly sunk himself into the sofa, gently caressed Lily's back, listened to her purring, and slowly relaxed his eyes.
All preparations are in place. The next step is to slowly deepen our understanding of ourselves and wait for the "opportunity".
