Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 82

The thin gray fog was still flowing in the long-established direction, but the grand palace-like residence of giants suddenly became dead silent.

"You, do you want me to help you get back to a state without injury?"

"Or do you want to return to when you were the strongest?"

"Mystery" suddenly straightened his body, and his sitting posture was no longer lazy and casual, but extremely tense, as if facing an enemy.

Although He did not wear a hood as usual, golden lines slowly appeared on the pure black cloak, and the dark pupils were accompanied by a little silver, like a morning star.

Klein was not surprised by the sudden change in his body. He just nodded slowly, his voice still calm.

"I just want to ask you to help me remove the pain from my body."

"Let me get back to the way I was before I met Lanvus."

Not so obvious, the tense "Mystery" breathed a sigh of relief, and the abnormality on his body gradually became dim.

"Okay, your wish has come true."

There was no spiritual fluctuation, it was just a promise, but Klein actually felt a warmth in his spiritual body.

"Mystery" who was sitting upright had no desire to talk to him anymore, closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair that symbolized "world", and remained silent.

Anyway, I have achieved my original intention... Depressed Klein took a deep look at the high-backed chair opposite the long bronze table, the pattern almost identical to the "The Fool" mark, the body composed of spirituality In an instant, it was thin, and disappeared under the cover of a burst of crimson.

On the eternal gray fog, calm was once again restored.

Under the huge dome, the light scattered by the crimson stars suddenly distorted, the "mysterious" figure suddenly disappeared, and immediately appeared in the seat of "The Fool", the humanized brilliance in the eyes was swept away.

The golden lines on his body and the silver and white in his eyes are more serious than before. Under the dark robe, a cloud of blue-black mist is entangled, and it seems that it will condense into smooth tentacles at any time, waving to the sky.

"It's really all-pervasive, huh, is this a distortion of the 'Deng Shen'?"

"If I didn't ask about his true wishes just now, would you **** my body from me and directly resurrect me on him?"

Pale hands clasped the corner of the long bronze table, blue veins burst out, and the knuckles were distorted. The "mysterious" body kept shaking, but the voice was strangely peaceful.

His dark eyes are mixed with starry-white eyes, sometimes indifferent, sometimes crazy, as if he is on the wire between the cliffs, and if he is not careful, he will fall into the abyss.

Suddenly, without warning, a huge illusory clock unfolded at the feet of "Mystery", and at the same time, a monocle made of crystals emerged, fixed on the socket of his right eye, and countless imprisoned secluded spectacles appeared. Shadow flickered quickly.

when!

The mighty force of time joined the competition, trying to restrain the loopholes that symbolized "mistakes".

But as the confrontation gradually became stalemate, as if it was composed of insects, the illusory clock of blue-black and gray-white gradually stood down, and the hazy phantom on the monocle made of crystal became more and more real.

On the hideous face of "Mystery", the pale skin has festered, and strips of worms stained with blue and black are about to burst out!

Boom!

In the deep darkness of nowhere, a flash of lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the surroundings.

At the end of a plain full of ravines, there is a figure looking down at the edge of the gully, the endless darkness in the secluded broken wall.

The whiteness of the lightning continued to light up. With the intermittent light, the unreal thickness and breadth of the bottom of the gully could barely be seen. It seemed to be an extremely wide area of ​​gray and white.

Suddenly, the figure standing on the edge of the broken wall seemed to feel something. He raised his hand and pinched his right eye, the monocle made of crystal, and subconsciously looked at the sky and looked into the endless distance.

"How could it be..." He whispered in confusion, but the spirituality in his body surged subconsciously, and the mirrors were full of flickering light.

Without warning, a huge clock phantom rose from the ground, far more majestic than the phantom clock above the gray fog at the same time.

when!

The distant bells echo across the distance of time and space.

In the gray-white fog above reality, it didn't seem real. The crystal lenses worn in the "secret" eye sockets shattered silently, the blue-black fog under the robe instantly dissipated, and the transparent worm that was about to tear its skin slowly retracted into the body. , no longer manic.

"Mystery", who was about to fall off the stone chair, stabilized his figure, got up with some difficulty, and was extremely tired.

He leaned on the back of the tall chair, a smile suddenly appeared on his paler face, and his weak body trembled with a low smile, smiling extremely happily and reluctantly.

It wasn't until he vented most of his emotions that he calmed down a little, and said to himself in front of the ubiquitous gray mist:

"It's fake, it's all fake. Since it's fake, how can it come true? Even you, it's impossible to create uniqueness at will and deprive the direction of fate at will."

"Let's just wait here honestly, you have more money than me, don't you?"

As he said that, he seemed to have thought of what was about to happen in the future, some fait accompli, and once again laughed madly, mocking fate, the biggest bastard.

On the plain shrouded in darkness, Amon stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, and the clock behind him had long since disappeared, but he still did not withdraw his sight into the distance.

On the crystal lens of his right eye, strips of brilliance symbolizing the information of the spiritual world quickly reorganized and shattered, making it difficult to piece together an intelligible pattern.

"Tsk, it's secret, and I don't know if it's the night or his own."

Amon held the lens stuck in the eye socket with some pity, and his eyes drooped.

"Obviously out of control, but still facing the torture of the 'Master of Mysteries', this situation is even more serious than that of my father..."

After a pause, his face returned to the most common expression again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, taking advantage of the brilliance of lightning to look under the broken wall.

The gray and white buildings that seem to be endless stand tall, and the heavy sense of history overwhelms the existence of everything around them, like a tombstone of a forgotten era.

The smile on Amon's face dimmed a little, and then became quicker.

He jumped, and without doing anything, he jumped into the abyss in front of him.

The darkness above the plain became darker and darker, and the thick and staggered lightning subsided for a second, and then an unprecedentedly bright white forest descended from the sky, destroying all traces on the broken wall.

In the shabby hotel room, the lights were dim, and Klein was removing the upper layers of bandages and splints on his left arm. Klein, who was sorting his clothes, stopped and looked out the window subconsciously.

In the extremely warm night just now, the low-pressure lead clouds grew thicker and denser, and the oppressive aura enveloped the entire Backlund. In the deep darkness, the moist air was mixed with a strong rain, and it seemed that the moment was coming.

"It's going to rain?" Klein, who had recovered from his injuries but had not had time to put on his coat, walked to the window and tightly closed the leaking wooden window, frowning slightly, slightly puzzled.

Although it was not surprising that it was raining in Backlund, and there were dark clouds during the day, this unpredictable rain still gave him a bad premonition.

Especially in combination with the sudden change in the "secret" above the gray fog just now, his heart was even more turbulent at this time.

The half-body with divine nature and powerful power is not easy. The mutation just now seems to have confirmed the reason why He initially explained why he separated Klein, the "human half-body".

"Let's take a step by step..." Klein stood in front of the window and couldn't help sighing. At this time, the brilliance of the red moon was gone, and the world in front of him became more like his former hometown, which was thought provoking.

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Boom!

The thunder broke through the dark clouds in an instant, and the pesized raindrops slammed on the broken wooden windows. Then, the downpour was like a waterfall falling from the sky, and a layer of white mist gradually covered the greasy glass, making it wet. the world.

Dunn stared at the white mist in front of him and remained silent.

He just went to the sewer where he found the rotting man's corpse again, but he never encountered the extremely powerful rat with extraordinary power from yesterday.

What made him even more dignified, the corpse that he had dragged to the center of the sewer platform had disappeared!

This shows that the murderer who made the rotting male corpse case is still lingering nearby, and will even revisit the victims who have been killed by himself.

"Mr. Evans, Captain Ikanser is back." The well-dressed Carlson came from behind Dunn and raised his voice.

Dunn, who was fascinated by the heavy rain, tightened his thoughts and turned around in dissatisfaction, with a mellow voice:

"Then I can report to Deacon Ikanser now?"

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Carlson, who was newly dispatched to connect with Dunn, looked at the big family son who was included as an informant, a "nightmare", and said indifferently:

"Okay, the captain will be waiting for you in the office."

I don't know if it was an illusion or not, he saw a smile suddenly rise from the corner of Evans' mouth, and when he blinked, he disappeared.

Carlson shook his head. Quan Dang was dizzy because of his own study of electromagnetic theory. He walked quickly to the door of an office and tapped a few times.

"Captain, here comes Mr. Evans."

After getting the answer, he opened the door and gestured for Dunn to go in alone.

The serious-looking Dunn didn't refuse, he helped the loose gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked in generously.

"Deacon Ikanser, I think I've found a clue to the rotting man's corpse."

His hair was still messy, and Ikanser, who had serious dark circles under his eyes, was stunned for a moment, put down his hands that were sorting the scattered documents on the table, nodded slightly surprised, and motioned Dunn to continue.

Dunn didn't hesitate, took out the document belonging to Larry Byrne from the inside of the maroon coat, and pushed it from the table to Ikanser.

"I used my identity as a reporter to sort out various information about the rotting man's corpse case. Most of the places where the body was found were near Hope Road. After further investigation, I found a new corpse."

"The victim was an employee of the Backlund Exchange, with multiple corrosive injuries on his body." He paused, then slowly said, "But this afternoon, I found His body is gone."

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