MM Racing Chapter 646: Battle of Sefirah Castle
Chapter 646: Battle of Sefirah Castle
Chapter 646: Battle of Sefirah Castle
Backlund's reconstruction was much faster than expected, and to this day, there is no trace of the bombing at all.
"Believe in the Holy Light"
"For justice!"
"May the Holy Light bless you."
The Silver Hand is not only very active in the southern continent, but with the tacit approval of the Orthodox Church, it has even spread here.
Although spreading the Holy Light may seem like it would steal believers from the Eternal Sun, the weird thing is that the Silver Hand does not discriminate between vegetarian and non-vegetarian religions, allowing you to believe in other religions at the same time, and even people who once believed in evil gods can now believe in the Holy Light.
When asked, they always give the same answer: [We don’t produce Holy Light, we are just the carriers of Holy Light]
Perhaps out of a desire to show goodwill to the 'God of Light', the gods were tolerant of 'Uther', the ancient god of the Second Age, the former Demon Lord and now the Messenger of Light.
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Wait a minute.
Klein, who was paying for the fried fish and potato chips from Pritz Harbor, stopped immediately. He suddenly thought of a question. Su Lin was just an ordinary God of Light in the Three-Minute Veil Outer God at that time. Why?
Why would that guy turn a Demon Lord into a Holy Light Lord?
Klein remembered that the part of the source material corresponding to the Mother Tree of Desire, the Shadow World, was also transformed by Su Lin into the 'World of Holy Light'.
At that time, Su Lin was just a cheating God of Light.
"Sir?" someone reminded.
Klein handed over the menu:
"Sorry. I'd like another ginger beer with a muffin and oyster soup, a cup of sweet iced tea, and two cups of strawberry ice cream. Please pack the ice cream for me later."
The boss nodded. "The total is nine soli and fifteen pence."
The rate of inflation was truly alarming. This kind of breakfast seemed expensive even if purchased from the mobile stall at the Cezoren Restaurant. I wondered if Backlund's salary had increased.
"Next time, let's use historical projection. At worst, we can fool history into becoming real." Klein played with a gold coin in his hand and continued to think about the previous topic.
Therefore, maybe the problem is not him, but the God of Light who showed the talent of "reversal" before becoming God.
Am I just taking the blame for Su Lin?
Probably.
A public carriage was running on the cobblestone road, and the wheels bumped against the uneven ground, which sounded particularly dull in the early morning.
But Klein was in a much better mood at this time. At least this proved that it was not entirely his problem.
He walked in the hustle and bustle, and while the curtain of night had not yet faded, he came to a place near the alley and sat down, pulled out a piece of letter, and used the gold coin in his hand as a paperweight.
The rancid smell of fried fish wafted over, along with the scent of lamb stewing at the stall next door.
“I want lamb stew with tender peas,” Klein said.
The stall owner next door nodded.
After the Backlund on the tip of the tongue was arranged, Klein put away his thoughts, pulled out a fountain pen, stared at the street where more and more people were walking for a while, and began to write:
"Dear Mr. Azik:
It’s been a long time since I last wrote to you. Although the time I’ve been here seems like only a few months, it has been years to me.
I can’t wait to share with you some out-of-this-world stories, such as my experiences during this period and a group of Wanjie (crossed out)”
Klein, who had been worried about protecting the Earth some time ago, suddenly remembered some of the universes that had been destroyed recently, and gradually fell silent, and the ink pen in his hand also stopped.
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It was not until the stall owner filled the table with a sumptuous breakfast and the civil servant Benson ran past Klein in pursuit of a newly departed public carriage because he had overslept that he came to his senses and continued writing:
"Please forgive me, due to time constraints, I am about to go to the gray fog to hold a promotion ceremony.
I forgot to tell you that I am now a Sequence 0 Fool.
But the pressure on me did not decrease, but became even greater. I thought that maybe human beings are just unsatisfied creatures, but life is also pushing us to keep moving forward.
This is good, at least it proves that I have rich humanity.
Previously, I mentioned that I owed the future of an entire world. Don't worry, the creditor is actually a very good person, although he always wants to sew my mouth shut and turn me into a witch.
After becoming a true god, the world is free of external crises. Logically, I can rest for many years, but changes always come one after another. I must become an existence like the old days, or even above the old days. "
This is the only way to survive from the hands of group members, or to escape from a group of people when the name of the promotion path 'Azathoth' is exposed one day.
Klein complained in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.
He glanced at the almost cooling dish of lamb and peas and added a sentence at the end.
"Because only in this way can I help him one day in the future."
Although the Tarot Club does not have the purpose of helping each other, but only entrusts each other, Klein will not take everything Su Lin does for granted.
Even though the other party doesn't care about the help provided
But for the sake of this friendship, I should repay my enemies and return my kindness.
In the past, when I took the risk to advance, I couldn’t trust Tianzun and Amon. But now, there are other reasons.
Finally, Klein drew a complex symbol that combined "peek" and "secret" on a piece of paper and placed it and a Zhutian City token into an envelope.
I placed Adros in Zhutian City as a fully automatic divination machine, and the current income is relatively stable.
After waking up, Mr. Azik went to Zhutian City. He could contact himself through Adros as he was away all year round, and he could also use Adros's income as funds.
Of course, the premise is that if you fail to get promoted
After breakfast, Klein came to an empty alley and blew the copper whistle that Mr. Azik had left for him.
A skeleton messenger appeared, with every bone from top to bottom shaking violently. It crawled on the ground and raised its hands to take the letter.
After Klein handed the letter to the Skeleton Messenger, he made some arrangements and finally came to where Will lived.
“Are you going to draw blood again?! Wahhhhh——!”
The moment he saw Klein, this Sequence One baby angel instantly thought of someone and burst into tears.
Su Niuma, you are guilty of a heinous crime
Klein maintained a calm expression, and couldn't help but lower the guy's bottom line in his mind once again.
Thinking back to the time when the other party performed some strange luck rituals, or even used blood formations to play card drawing games, Klein immediately thought of a question from a long time ago.
——Where did he get so much blood of the Serpent of Fate?
“Can you not prick my finger this time? I don’t want any ice cream! Waaaaa——!”
The answer is at hand.
The sobbing baby didn't swear, but every movement was a hoarse accusation.
That guy can adjust his own luck, so it’s not difficult for him to equip himself with a “Luck: ∞” panel at the root. Why is he staring at Will?
"Could it be possible that it would also work on Su Lin's character?"
Klein thought for a moment and soothed him, "I'm just here to bring you ice cream."
"Really?" Will stopped crying immediately.
Klein nodded and took out a gold coin with the aura of Sefirah Castle and the Zhutian City token and handed them to the other party.
"When will my probability dice be returned to me?" Will asked timidly.
At the same time, he looked at the object in his hand in confusion.
"I'll try my best to remind him," Klein said, "but before that, I need a little help from you, voluntarily."
He took Will's chubby little hand.
"what?"
Will Auceptin's tears flowed again, because at this time, he saw Klein take out a test tube and a silver needle.
"He had stabbed this spot before?"
Above the grey fog of the spirit world, the disappeared Sefirah Castle reappeared, symbolizing the return of the Lord of Sefirah Castle, who had long transcended and controlled the direction of fate.
The righteous gods cast their gazes from the astral realm. They did not move, but only watched the spiritual world from their respective kingdoms.
On both sides of the mottled long table, "Justice" Audrey and other members of the Tarot Club appeared one after another, followed by Dunn with a receding hairline and deep eyes, Melissa who was repairing mechanical watches, Ms. Daly with blue eyeshadow, her parents with white hair who kept talking about introducing her to someone, and the female classmate she had a crush on when she was young.
Klein originally wanted to add other people in the chat group to make it more lively, but he thought that some guys with no sense of boundaries would definitely sense it and jump out to mock him for imitating Lu Mingfei's painful literature.
After thinking about it, forget it.
After all, I just want to follow the familiar script and try to increase the power of fate.
"almost."
Klein walked through the candlelight with his cane in hand, heading deeper into the gray fog-filled Source Castle. Gradually, some former enemies began to appear.
Ince Zangwill, bang!
Klein put away the smoking revolver.
Hell Admiral Ludwell, a very useful secret puppet.
The influence of the angry people Rosago still remains today.
Finally, there is Amon, the god of mischief, wearing a pointed hat, a monocle, and a wizard's robe.
He adjusted the position of the monocle on his right eye socket, showing his white teeth, and laughed:
"I thought you were planning to rely on the God of Light forever. If that happens, even I will have no choice but to escape."
"After all, not everyone is as lucky as you. To find such a caring supporter, could it be that after becoming a witch, you are very much to his liking?"
"Strange, you don't seem surprised by my appearance."
There was a hint of madness in Amon's smile.
It might sound a bit ridiculous, but Klein even felt that this original body was not as crazy as the clone 'A Meng' in Zhutian City, because that clone was heading towards real madness.
"You are being watched by all the righteous gods, so you naturally dare not let your real body enter Backlund. No matter what the attitude of the gods is, they dare not take the risk of offending the God of Light and stand on their own side."
Klein came to the Fool's armchair, sat down slowly, leaned back, stared into the other person's eyes, and said leisurely:
"So no matter what, there is only one place for you and me to decide on a new Lord of Mysteries without being disturbed by the outside world."
"Speaking of which, in terms of luck and supporters, you are the Angel King who is born unique. As the second son of the ancient sun god, you are also quite beautiful after becoming a witch."
"But now, Half-Old Adam can't help you, and the other gods can't help me."
"Source Castle, this is the beginning of fate, and also the end of fate."
Amon heard this, his lips curled up, and he pulled out a chair and sat down.
"This is not something you would have thought of. Add to that your previous performance in seizing the initiative in the God-Forsaken Land, and the God of Light and the God of Earth who do not belong to this time and space."
"As expected, you must have known the future in advance through some high-level method."
"This is very interesting. Tell me, in the original destiny, I was the loser, right?"
He looked around leisurely and adjusted his monocle. Under Klein's expressionless gaze, his eyes were tinged with a layer of darkness.
"It seems I was right~."
Unexpectedly, it makes sense.
Amon is not completely crazy, and he is very smart, he just cannot understand human nature.
What's more, with Adam behind him, it is not difficult to deduce part of the truth from the clues left by Klein and others.
"My clone told me that there are things out there that are more valuable than Sefirah Castle. Perhaps I should ring the bell for Mr. Fool now to express my loyalty."
Amon's tone was teasing, and his smile became a little exaggerated: "What do you think?"
“I don’t mind.” Klein took off his hat and placed it on the materialized stone table. He said, “But you won’t give up Sefirah Castle on your own initiative.”
"You guessed it right." The smile on Amon's face froze slightly.
Suddenly, slippery and evil tentacles jumped out from under his classical black robe.
The only way to fight for Sefirah Castle is for two true gods with the same extraordinary path to compete for their control over Sefirah Castle!
Logically speaking, Klein, who has stabilized his mental state and has the identity of the 'Master of Sefirah Castle', should have an absolute advantage at this moment. After all, the person on the other side is just a 'half-crazy' Amon.
but
Klein looked at his heavily raised right hand, which was pulling out a crystal monocle from the void and putting it on his right eye uncontrollably.
"You're crazy." Klein suddenly frowned.
There was no answer. Amon just kept that stiff smile, and it seemed that only a little mockery remained in the darkness of his eyes.
The fraud had already begun since entering Sefirah Castle. Amon, who was not really crazy and did not dare to revive Tianzun's consciousness, chose to let himself go.
This broke the established destiny.
As Klein's increasingly dark eyes flickered, a translucent dark cloak began to emerge from his body, and more and more slippery tentacles also poked out from under the cloak.
For a moment, in the sky of Sephira Castle, the gray fog flowed like water, and the space where crimson stars shone was filled with dense tentacles everywhere, completely covering the entire space.
The monocle stopped at a position about thirty centimeters from the right eye socket, but it only paused for a short while before the right hand slowly began to continue the previous action.
Does this prove that Amon is even crazier than Klein right now?!
He actually dared to give up the possibility of escaping from Source Castle and let Tianzun revive in his body!
The remaining half of his rationality told Klein that this was impossible, but the real world and people were not like words, which would remain unchanged.
What is the key that gave Amon the courage to make such a desperate decision?
There was no energy or time for analysis, and the battle entered the stage of throwing out the 'trump cards' before the game even started.
A neurotic smile also began to appear on Klein's face. "We still have to compete on this point after all."
Fifty percent, sixty percent, seventy-five percent.
Amon tilted his head, and Klein's movements began to truly stop. The Source Castle was shaking violently. The awakening of the two "Lords of Mysteries" caused a conflict.
Suddenly, Klein opened his five fingers, then suddenly closed them, and knocked his cane on the ground. At the same time, the Fool's Kingdom and the mysterious realm appeared.
Amon was filled with symbols corresponding to parasitism, time, and fate, all mixed together.
The corridors in the Gothic castle are extremely eerie and dark. In the endless corridors, layers of "doors" are opened one after another, and the power of deception and the wrong power are each divided and confronting each other.
If nothing unexpected happens, this battle will end with the two true gods, who are left with only their instincts, failing and Tianzun awakening.
The wishing lamp that sealed the "Djinn" became anxious at this moment. A faint golden and blurry figure took shape. Looking at the two lunatics, it quickly controlled the sealed object "Trunsoest Brass Book". New clauses appeared on the pages:
"No madness allowed here!"
"No loss of control allowed here!"
"It is forbidden to lose yourself here!"
This was all He could do. Finally, He suddenly shrank back into the kettle-like golden magic lamp, not knowing whether He was escaping from the two lunatics or another lunatic who was about to wake up.
Probably, those who take this path are all crazy.
(End of this chapter)