Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

The Crimson Moon Crown was thrown by Steve, Klein assisted, and it was passed to Sharon.

Sharon quickly regained her strength, her figure blurred, she jumped to the vicinity of the out-of-control Stephen, opened her right hand to him, and the weird bronze door slowly opened again with difficulty.

The werewolf Tyre who was standing stupidly in the distance suddenly started to move. He suddenly accelerated and ran with all his strength, leaving behind afterimages all the way at such a fast speed. He rammed into Stephen like a smoldering locomotive, ramming him in Sharon's direction, trying to ram him through that horrible gate.

However, Steve still has the strength to resist. There are bright red cracks on his face and exposed skin, like a monster stuck together with red glue and pieces of meat, and the redness in the cracks surges, as if to break through An invisible barrier that penetrates reality.

Wang Zichuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was taken aback. His condensed figure suddenly melted, and the magic lamp that was safely in Klein's pocket disengaged by itself, hanging in the air, and the wick ignited a pale golden quiet flame. If the light emitted by the flames had any substance, the surrounding space would be soaked in a light golden color.

Suddenly, the bronze door that Sharon closed suddenly jumped and flashed to a position a little far away, watching silently.

The spark that had not been extinguished in the distance revived, a crimson flame rose, and Klein walked out of it.

The light from the magic lamp coiled towards the monster-like Steve like a stream of water, binding up the red cracks, and the pale golden shackles gradually tightened, like an increasingly stringent law, forcing the existence inside Keep backing down and giving in.

Stephen's body suddenly collapsed into pieces on the ground, with traces of red entwined towards the separating light spots.

The magic lamp was like a deep vortex, sucking up all the pale gold color, the flame of the wick went out all of a sudden, the magic lamp fell to the ground with a thud, and returned to its simple, dull and featureless appearance.

Sharon put away the crimson moon crown, Maric, who was sent off at the beginning of the battle, returned to normal, and the werewolf Tyre, who was accused until his death after his harsh words, fell limply to the ground.

Klein stepped forward and picked up the magical lamp that suddenly exploded for unknown reasons, his mind full of question marks.

He wanted to explain to Sharon and Maric, but he couldn't make up a reason at all, so he walked over to pick up the copper whistle and master key that were strung together, and waited silently to pick up other trophies.

The cold night wind blew through his throat, and in the silent atmosphere, Klein suddenly sneezed a series of big ones, causing Maric to look over frequently with meaningful eyes.

While waiting anxiously, the Extraordinary characteristics of the werewolf and resentful soul were finally separated out. Sharon's figure suddenly blurred. The biological toxin bottle and the Extraordinary characteristics of the werewolf flew towards Klein, followed by Sharon's erratic voice. :

"The book is in your guest room."

Then I saw Maric running away in a gust of wind just like when he came.

Don't wait for a while to watch the fireworks I prepared.

Klein raised his right hand, and all the explosives bloomed into brilliant flowers one after another.

...

Church of St. Hirland.

Ikanser, who returned in a hurry, carefully wrote the investigation report on the explosion in the warehouse area of ​​West Balam Dockyard.

"After inspecting the scene and detecting the traces of the battle, we can confirm that the two sides fighting are mainly Extraordinary from the prisoner path, and initially suspect that it is a factional struggle within the Rose School of Thought."

"..."

"We used Sealed Artifact 2-111 to restore some of the battle scenes, and we were able to confirm that there were 6 combatants in total, all of whom had a strong ability to interfere with divination..."

"Finally, there is a special situation. There is a blank space that cannot be displayed at the end of the battle. This situation has never appeared in previous years. Sealed Artifact 2-111 will give some hints more or less, and the same situation is It also happened not long ago, in the incident where the devil dog wounded a person and was killed by a mysterious person in the East District, when restoring the scene, the mysterious person who left the note was blank on the screen.”

"I think the previous incident should be investigated together with this bombing. We can start with the Rose School of Thought personnel hiding in Backlund..."

...

For the rest of the week, Klein carefully studied the "Book of Secrets" and accumulated a bunch of questions that he wanted to ask the magic lamp, but he didn't know whether to ask them or not.

At the new gathering, Klein broke his fortune and finally bought the sun brooch of the old Mr. Wisdom Eye.

In the blink of an eye, it was Monday. After the Tarot meeting, Klein was thinking about how to better act and digest the magician's potion, when he suddenly heard Little Sun's prayer.

Above the gray mist, in the praying screen, an illusory figure twisting and coiling around the little sun like a python suddenly appeared. The figure was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat, and a monocle made of crystal in the position of the right eye. shining brightly.

What is this!

Klein gasped in fright. Could this be that Amon?

He lives in the spirit body of Little Sun, is he going to sneak into this space, above this gray fog? At that time, will this space directly change the owner? Blasphemers are said to be able to steal even the authority of the gods, so this space can't resist it.

We have to find a way to leverage the power of this fog to get rid of this virus.

...

Amon's avatar, which had just changed its host, waited patiently for the new host to be associated with that aura again, which was the aura of the source quality that he had been looking for.

He will use the wrong authority to try to invade Origin Castle, even if he cannot succeed, he must obtain more information in order to find the current owner of Origin Castle.

The little sun didn't know anything, and according to Mister Fool's request, he used his own blood to start experimenting with secret deeds.

It's going to be fun.

Amon had already seen the boundless gray fog. He held up his monocle, and the glasses immediately glowed. He saw a faintly visible passage extending from the gray fog to the host's spirit body.

Amon pursed the corners of his mouth and showed a playful smile. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the passage, like holding a rope, and climbed up bit by bit.

Soon, I will be able to meet the owner of Origin Castle, hehe.

Suddenly, Amon's movements stopped, and he saw a majestic figure looking down at him.

The master of Origin Castle?

With a flash of the monocle, he saw symbols that illusoryly symbolized rule and order.

No, he is definitely not, there is no symbol of Origin Castle on him. It is also impossible to be an angel serving the master of Origin Castle. Any creature that has entered Origin Castle will be polluted by the breath of Origin Castle, which is the origin quality.

"Hey, I wanted to beat you up a long time ago."

I know him? Why am I not impressed? Is it the ontology that blocked this part of the information?

Amon is still struggling to grasp the edge of the crimson star, trying to cross the boundary of reality and board the gray mist.

The gorgeously dressed man suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on Amon's climbing palm.