Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

The deep crimson quickly covered Hugh's eye mask, and the spirituality gushing out from history wrapped her champagne-colored spiritual body, and instantly entered the depths of the spiritual world, crossing to the infinite height above the seven clear rays of light.

On a high-backed chair on the right side of the long bronze table, the illusory and hazy constellation symbol quickly reorganized, transforming into a strange symbol composed of scales and the sword of judgment. Hugh Dilcha's spirit body is in the The light of the crimson stars gradually solidified, and Xiu, who was wearing a knight uniform and a pure white shirt, sat blankly on the high-back chair. After looking around for a week, a trace of panic climbed onto her face.

This is where?

The memory was still stuck in Xiu, who was about to reach Forsi's room. He frantically observed the surrounding situation, only to see the head of the long bronze table in front of him, which was shrouded in a dome like the residence of a giant prince. Two men who reminded more similar men. He was staring at himself silently.

I won't disturb the conversation between these two beings... I feel a little embarrassed. As a bounty hunter and a wild Beyonder, Hugh has experienced many trials of life and death, and has experience in meeting with angels. , swallowed hard, first nodded at the "mystery" sitting at the bottom, then slowly turned his body sideways, and asked respectfully:

"Excuse me, are you the great **** of 'mystery'?"

I... was disrupted by this strange young lady who suddenly appeared. I was going to follow the other party's train of thought and temporarily rely on my so-called half body. Just as Klein of the "God of Mysteries" was about to speak, he found that he was in front of him. The scenery changed, and the petite young lady moved from her right side to her left side.

what's the situation? Klein, who had probably guessed the situation, turned his eyes slightly and found that Mystery was sitting in the upper position he had just occupied, and was even wearing his double-breasted coat and black formal suit.

He raised his right hand in a daze, looked at the healthy-skinned arm under the large robe, felt the feeling of the smooth clothes rubbing against his body, and felt a little helpless for a while, as if he wanted to complain but couldn't spit it out, very suffocated.

This guy... I almost thought that he really only wears this one piece of clothing, it turns out that there is still a backing...

"Mystery" with a calm face and indifferent eyes seemed to have sensed his thoughts and glanced at him lightly, making Klein, who couldn't complain, even more quiet.

"That's really my previous name, but you can call me 'The Fool' now." After suppressing the little Jiujiu in his heart, "Mysterious" turned his neck slightly, and his dark eyes stared at this guy who didn't know where he came from. The little guy who got his own name, the authority of "Decryption Scholar" and "Divinator" was silently activated, and in a flash, with the help of history, he figured out the approximate reason.

His brows were slightly wrinkled, his head without a top hat was slightly to the right, and the trace of displeasure in his brows was indistinguishable.

Mind your own business... This god, who hadn't spoken to a low-sequence Beyonder for a long time, recalled his words and deeds in his usual meetings, and adjusted his state.

His fairly upright sitting posture slumped slightly, becoming relatively easy-going, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his throat sank, and his voice became mellow.

"Where did you get my honorable name?"

"My followers should be relatively secretive"

"I got your honorable name in a document that was given to me by a certain noble lady and recorded a large number of quaternary historical materials. It was a scholar named Tristan Eugen who used Elvish next to the text The comments written down." Xio, who had some social experience with such a big man, did not hesitate to tell the story of how he got the honorable name, and tried to be detailed and gave the specific source.

Tristan Eugen... noble, Eugen?

He still clearly remembers the mad doctor who once claimed to be a noble of Intis and lost himself in the role - Klein slowly frowned as described by Hood Eugen.

Nobles may refer to Miss Justice who tempted her friends, but this Tristan Eugen, with the same surname and infected with a mysterious existence, couldn't possibly ignore it.

Moreover, when Hood Eugen recounted his origins to Dr. Duster, he did mention that he was a traitor to his family's beliefs, a loser who had betrayed his ancestors.

Could that ancestor be this Tristan, and the so-called belief is the "God of Mystery"?

Klein sorted out his guesses, looked suspiciously at the half-body sitting on top of him.

I saw "Mystery" nodded without concealment, and the mellow voice that was no different from his usual sounded.

"Tristan was one of my followers, one of the few saints who served me."

A saint... Xio's eyes were a little dull for a while, and the originally tense emotions were somewhat relaxed.

What happened recently, why can I encounter a very high-level existence in everything?

First, when searching for clues of Qilingus, I encountered an angel, and then it was a document annotated by a saint, and now it has become a great existence suspected of being a god. What happened to this world?

Seeing that Xiu Yi, whose eyes were dull, might not be able to answer the question for a while, "Secret" turned his gaze back to his own half body, and his dark eyes were deep.

"What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Klein, who had a sudden voice in his mind, almost jumped up. Only with the cover of his wide robe and the "Joker"'s control over his facial expressions, he managed to remain calm.

"This 'arbiter', this is your party, the so-called noble lady should be 'justice', what are you going to do with her?" "Secret" glanced at Klein who was not stable enough, remembering that he "decrypted" just now The picture I saw in the picture seemed to be casual and peaceful:

"Have you met Ambrosius?"

Xio, who was suddenly questioned, was refreshed, and then quickly recalled the owner of the name Ambrosius, his dark green eyes spread, accompanied by a slightly crazy guess, speaking slowly.

"Yes, that angel once rescued my friend and me from a pirate named Zilingus."

The tender voice echoed in the empty palace. Klein, who was still making a decision, looked at the ordinary young lady in surprise, and the body covered by the wide robe changed his sitting position.

She even came into contact with the "secret" angel!

As for Klein, who actively rejected the "secret" request to assign his angels to assist in revenge, he has not even seen one, those angels who theoretically belong to him.

"Would you like her to join the party too?"

This young lady only has Sequence Nine, which is relatively less dangerous. Maybe I can get more information about the "secret" angels from the side.

Ambrosius, should be the believer of the phoenix, the little boy I once saw in the memory fragments of the "Mystery" diary, the earliest believer of the "Mystery God"... gram Ryan's thoughts flew, and he quickly swept the short lady, and then tried to meditate in his mind, conveying his thoughts to his half body.

Wait, in this case, He shouldn't have heard all my thoughts... Klein, who had just passed the message, suddenly realized a serious problem, turned his neck invisibly, and found that " "Mystery" didn't show any obvious performance, so he turned his head uneasy, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Roman is a very kind child. If you have any problems, you can ask him to solve some problems. You should know his honorable name, right?" He changed his mind and added extra tasks to his students.

"By the way, would you like to join a party I called?"

"After all, you already know of my existence. This method may be easier to deal with than to specifically clear the memory or clear it directly."

Kind child? reunion? deal with?

Is this a description of the mighty, wise angel I saw?

That Highness is his angel, this "mysterious god", or "The Fool", is a true god!

Sitting upright on the stone high-back chair, Xio, who didn't dare to breathe loudly, couldn't believe his ears. The amount of information made the desire to ask questions overwhelm the thinking of his brain, so he asked directly:

"The party, is it the party you hosted?"

No, what am I talking about? Why don't I just say yes?

Suddenly reacting, Xio was stunned for a moment~www.readwn.com~ and then climbed up on her tender face in panic, trying to make amends with a sullen mouth.

"That's right, this is an attempt, a gathering of people from all over the world that has just started." What she didn't expect was that the "secret" who was high above didn't care, but explained the so-called gathering very patiently. With a mellow voice, "Don't worry, the level of members in the party is not high, even if you are a Sequence Nine, you won't be too reluctant."

"This is a member of that party, you can call him 'the world.'"

As he spoke, "Mystery" raised his left hand slightly without warning, and pointed his pale palm at Klein, who was sitting under the head, trying his best to lower his sense of existence, as he introduced.

Suddenly being mentioned, Klein, who had assigned a code name, was a little dazed for a while, nodding slightly mechanically, and glanced at Xio "indifferently".

"They are all code-named tarot cards, and you can choose one of the remaining pies as your own symbol."

"Mysterious" Ping pointed at Klein's left hand, and 17 tarot cards in simple style appeared above the long table. The sharp edges and corners were connected to form a perfect circle.

With his thoughts stopped, Xio, who gradually regained his senses, took a deep breath, observed several tarot cards floating in the air, followed the guidance of spiritual intuition, raised his right hand slightly, and gestured sideways:

"I choose the seventh from the top."

As Xio's immature voice echoed, the remaining sixteen tarot cards disappeared instantly, and only the one she selected remained.

Under Klein's gaze, the card was turned up quietly. On the yellowed paper, a handsome angel closed his eyes, resting his cheek in his right hand, and held a long sword called pure silver in his left hand, moving freely. .

"Judgment Card!"

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