typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 561 The long-lost moment of killing

Monday afternoon, Backlund time, three o'clock sharp. A series of deep red rays of light rose on both sides of the long bronze table on time, solidifying into a series of silhouettes in the lake. In Miss Justice's voice as always, but no longer so brisk,

The members of the Tarot Society began to salute Mr. Fool.

Ever since Ms. Hermit handed over the entire Roselle diary, even Mr. Devil, the big diary owner, rarely turned in his diary. After a brief silence, everyone entered the transaction process at the signal of Mr. Fool.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a commission." Moon Emlyn sat upright, looked around, and said with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

"Which Witch King do you want to hunt?" Hermit Cattleya asked directly to the core based on her understanding of Mr. Moon.

Emlyn was cold for two seconds, and then recovered from the shock that the other party accurately hit his thoughts, stabilized his elegant smile, and said forcefully:

"You guessed it right."

Ms. Hermit had no special reaction to this, she just nodded lightly and said:

"Then what kind of payment can you make?"

Emlyn was at a loss for words, a little embarrassed to say the words he had prepared.

At this moment, Mr. World at the bottom of the long bronze table suddenly said:

"Did you find someone from the Temperance Department of the Rose School to cooperate?"

Emlyn breathed a sigh of relief and nodded immediately:

"right."

"Then I can accept this commission." Klein immediately took the initiative to take the order, and then came:

"Of course this requires a certain medium."

As he said this, he did not give Emlyn a chance to respond, but looked directly at Miss Magician and said:

"You prepare in advance."

Forsi, who was watching the whole show, was suddenly shot, with confusion written all over his face. Seeing that the lady had not yet reacted, Klein asked the Dummy World to add another sentence:

"You don't need to go to the scene, just summon my historical projection in advance."

"Okay!" Forsi nodded in agreement hurriedly. When several people discussed the remuneration and began to discuss the details, Mr. Demon, who had been unresponsive, suddenly said:

"If I hunt the Witch King, will Sear appear?"

"Um..." Emlyn was slightly stunned when he heard this, and almost asked such an embarrassing question as to who Si'a was, but Mr. World immediately realized that Silly Moon was unreliable, and immediately took over the conversation and said:

"It's not impossible. In fact, if we attack in two directions according to our plan, it is very likely to draw out the opponent's backhand. Balam is considered the base camp of the Rose School, and they cannot be indifferent to this."

"If that's the case, count me in." Snow's tone was a little excited. He raised the corners of his mouth and said slightly excitedly:

"If Si'a appears somewhere, you can summon me by chanting my honorable name."

With that said, Snow turned to look at Mr. Fool, and under his instruction, he revealed his new honorary name——

"The observer of all things, the embodiment of probability. The miracle that lingers in the gap between life and death."

"The honorable name has been changed again... It has become a three-stage honorable name that can only be used by angels and true gods... However, this honorable name does not look like the secret prayer path, it looks like the spectator path, and the probability is like

It is the path of destiny, and the gap between life and death is like the path of death... Except for the audience, it is not the adjacent sequence of the secret prayer... Is it the paradoxical path left by Senior Panridax when Mr. Devil left?"

A strong curiosity arose in Klein's heart, but he immediately wrote down this honorable name. Not only him, but even Forsi, who was the least sensitive in this regard, also kept it in mind. After all, a person with teleportation

Ability, thighs with superior combat effectiveness, what if you don't remember your "phone number"?

"What price should I pay for this?" Although Snow proposed to participate, Emlyn, who had no confidence at all and was teased by Mr. World, "You can only afford me as a demigod", finally asked.

Regarding this question, I was thinking that if I couldn't come up with it myself, I would go find a member of the Temperance Sect of the Rose School. They could hire an angel to help me, and maybe I could get some kickbacks.

However, Snow's answer surprised him——

"It doesn't matter. I originally had plans to hunt Si'a. You can also think that I used you as bait to attract him."

"Of course not!" Although Emlyn is arrogant, he can still tell the difference between good and bad. Moreover, from a certain point of view, Mr. Demon is still his father-in-law. If he behaves more modestly, he might even have customized dolls in the future.

Opportunity!

Everyone was a little surprised by Mr. Moon's low profile, but considering that Mr. Demon was already an angel, there seemed to be nothing wrong with this posture. After finalizing the hunt for the Witch King, the Dummy World proposed the idea of ​​hunting the God of Wishes.

topic, but to Klein's disappointment, Mr. Devil had no intention of speaking this time, leaving him to think about how to fight on his own.



Returning to reality, Snow immediately tore open the traveler's door and returned to Black Swan Castle. While the three pig-headed men were building walls, he took out the most dangerous items in his hands.

They are a gold coin, a box made of true god scales, and a golden cross sealed by layers of thorns.

According to the original plan, he planned to survive until he became Sequence One, but now, he suddenly changed his mind, not because there were greater interests, but simply because Siua was a very good training target.

After all, there is basically no opportunity for trial and error in his subsequent plans. Even if he has the ability to control fate by different paths, the chance of success is still worrying due to the general trend of history and the participation of many elders.

But if there is a test subject, everything seems to be less dangerous. Although trying it once may not necessarily make it any better than trying it all at once, at least you will have the confidence in your heart.

Putting the halo of Cherubim on his head, Snow's soul turned into two, two into four, four into eight... and it continued to split. Under the influence of the characteristics of Cherubim, each soul split entered an overclocking state.

, a large amount of information appeared in front of his eyes, and was re-summarized after verification.

Although the original plan to use it on Si'a required some fine-tuning, the general direction itself did not need to be changed. As the plan gradually improved, Snow suddenly took out candles, set up a simple altar, and chanted in ancient Hermes

Chant:

"The great god of war, symbol of iron and blood, lord of turmoil and strife."

As Snow recited, the color of the candle suddenly turned as red as blood. As a bloody smell spread, a handsome young man with short red hair emerged from the flames (the red priest pathway has a special effect on flames).

Very high control, Xiao Hong once mocked Xiao Ke and said, "jump with fire in front of me", which shows that Xiao Hong can also jump with fire).

He first looked around, and glanced at the dragon scale box with some fear, and then found that he didn't see Made in Heaven. A flash of light immediately flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised his head, facing Snow with the lower bar, and said with a kind of

He said in an extremely disgusting tone:

"Kid, you actually come to me? What's the matter? Tell me quickly and listen. If your tone is sincere enough, I will consider whether to help you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and light a fire quickly! The furnace made by the Iron-Blooded Knight is not enough!" Snow rolled his eyes, and his words made Medici lose his emotions. He was stunned for a moment before he figured out what Snow was doing.

What to say, he immediately stared and said:

"Kid, do you want me to teach you how to beg for help?"

"Oh? So, you're not going to help?" Snow raised his eyes and said in a tone that was even worse than Medici's:

"Mr. Red Maid, you don't want the Lord to lose a chance of trial and error, right?" Your latest reading progress detected is "Chapter 390: Are you spying on me?"

Synchronize to the latest? Turn off synchronization


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next