Upon hearing this, Klein and Amon immediately stopped performing.

Little Zarathu's mouth was bitter, his head hung down, and he spoke vaguely: "From some special channels, I learned that Antigonus is not dead..."

"Louder, you can't hear me!"

"You still want to drive a warship with such a low voice!"

Little Zaratul:???

baffling.

but.

Forget it~

Taking a deep breath, he cheered up and repeated it many decibels higher, "From some special channels, I learned that Antigonus was not dead, so I asked a reliable friend to help me find something.

"

Klein's heart moved.

'reliable friend'

Could it be Lao Huang you are talking about?

Recalling the contents of "Roselle's Diary", Klein nodded secretly.

During the Iron Black Era, little Zaratul had repeatedly helped Russell Gustave, who had not yet gained power, as an early investment. And Russell was quite grateful to repay the favor. After being promoted to demigod, he directly transferred him from the Church of Steam.

The 'Notes of Antigonus' were stolen.

"What a kid." Klein secretly complained.

Just thinking about his own situation, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

The eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother.

He and Lao Huang should not talk about each other...

On the other side, little Zaratul was still describing his experience: "After interpreting the contents of the notes, I found this place as expected - the Lost Kingdom of the Night, but..."

"Let me guess, you can't get out, right?" Amon looked at little Zaratul, who was obviously in a bad state, and pinched his monocle: "So you warrior cut off your wrist, cut off your own historical projection, and let your true body return.

into the real world?”

After saying that, he shook his head again: "No, you didn't do it yourself. You don't have the ability."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly realized: "Oh~ I know, it's that one."

That one?

Klein blinked.

Amon looked at the statue of ‘Mother of Heaven’ with a half-smile, his meaning was obvious.

Klein's expression suddenly became serious.

No wonder little Zaratul is so miserable.

It turns out that I met a goddess.

Well……

You can't slander the goddess like this.

Children's words are not forbidden. Children's words are not forbidden. Children don't understand. They are just talking about it for fun.

If Amon and Little Zaratul hadn't been in front of him, Klein would have nodded four times on his chest and bowed to the sky, no matter what he said.

It's a pity that outsiders are present. He has to save some face after all and can only praise the goddess from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Amon expose his predicament, little Zaratul's face turned extremely gloomy. He stretched out his hand and said almost in a begging tone: "Help me... Amon... No, great King of Angels, help.

I……"

Little Zaratul knew that the Amon in front of him was just a projection of history.

But it doesn't matter.

If it can attract the true form of Amon.

Even if there are various restrictions imposed by the goddess of the night, Wrong Angel can perfectly resolve them.

Compared to the useless little 'divineer', Amon is undoubtedly more reliable.

only……

Little Zaratul felt the call deep in his soul, and his heart moved slightly.

Amon spread his hands and said, "I am full of ambition but not strong enough, so you should leave it to others."

Little Zaratul pretended to be anxious.

Klein sniffed slightly and suddenly interjected: "You want me to... uh, how can we help you."

The fish is hooked——

Little Zaratul licked his lips with a grimace on his face: "Young man, I still don't know your name?"

"Bertrand." Klein gave a light salute.

Little Zaratul had no doubt that he was there, and said: "Bertrand, it seems that only you can help me escape from here. Don't worry, after it is done, I will accept you as my direct disciple, and prepare you for promotion to 'Ancient

Scholars' extraordinary characteristics in return."

Klein laughed secretly in his heart.

But his face remained calm as he said: "Let me tell you how to help you first, and I'll think about it."

Little Zaratul sat there without moving, pointing in a certain direction: "Did you see the wall behind the statue? Is there a depression on it?"

Turn around and look.

But I saw that there were short and clumsy symbols painted there one after another, but there was an empty space in the middle, which could not be connected and formed. The empty area was about the size of two palms, and it was obviously sunken inward, as if someone had dug away the stone bricks on the surface.

.

Klein nodded.

Little Zaratul said: "As long as you can find the corresponding piece of obsidian and place it here, this wall can initially get rid of its 'hidden' state and present an illusory color. When the time comes, I will tell you a special

Symbol, it is the key in the wall that opens the door to escape.”

Hearing this, Klein clicked his tongue.

So complicated.

Don't want to do it.

Moreover, what is the sense of déjà vu in this RPG game?

After pondering for a moment, he stared at little Zaratul: "Where is the obsidian you mentioned? Also, there should have been 'seers' entering here before. Why did they fail?"

"Those people...hehe..."

Little Zaratul's tone was subtle: "They didn't have time to leave the church before the red moon became clear, and they were hung up there. The guy who made himself a handsome face was, and the little guy with flawless facial features was

So does the girl..."

Klein's heart trembled.

Red moon?

If the other party is not lying, when the red moon is clear, the danger of this church will increase exponentially, and even the 'Cunning Mage' will no longer be able to control his own spiritual body!

It seems that you have to pay attention to the changes in light at all times.

Little Zaratul continued: "You also know that there are not many Extraordinary people in the 'divineer' path, and even fewer can become 'Secret Puppet Masters'. The number of people who came here for various reasons can be counted on one hand.

clear."

"Of course, there are many more people who have been lured here than here, but it is difficult to enter here. They are all..."

"They're all in the palace on the top of the mountain, right?" Klein continued.

In the dream, the looming palace was much more dangerous than the steeple church.

After all, this is where Antigonus himself resides.

Klein did not agree immediately, but just said that he would think about it carefully.

Little Zaratul was secretly anxious and wanted to take the initiative, but because Amon was watching from the side, he didn't dare to take action.

In the end, he could only lower his head and said with great dejection: "Bertrand, I guarantee with my personality that I will never harm you. I just want to go out. I just want to... go home..."

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Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it cry.

Klein pretended to be unable to bear it, shook his head, and left on his own.

Amon raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chased after him.

Wait until the two of them come outside.
To be continued...