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"Yo, it's out. ' Maru^本*把-戦, ?无? Boiling^ Vietnam + Calf'"

Mobet pointed to the front and said, "The one wearing open-crotch pants with his little dick showing is you, right, Longzel..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, Siatas hit him on the head, "Shut up!"

Groselle gestured with his huge fingers: "Such a small one..."

Everyone looked over immediately, not sure whether he was talking about Longzel's height or something else.

The giant scratched his head in confusion: "Why are you all looking at me suddenly?"

At this moment, the little boy stumbled and fell forward, about to fall to the ground. A young woman rushed over and pulled him up: "Be careful!"

"I know, Mom."

The little boy chuckled and started jumping up and down again.

"Mother."

Longzel stared at the young woman blankly. When he entered "Groselle's Travels", his mother had passed away for several years. He didn't expect to see his young mother again in this way.

Although, I can only watch from a distance.

But I am also very satisfied.

"Okay, we've seen enough, it's time to go back."

Pales said, "You five are too conspicuous. If the officials see you, it will be troublesome."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Pales."

Longzel thanked Him.

"No need to thank me, I was just asked by that person to help look after you."

The group returned to the villa along the same route. As soon as they entered the house, they saw a young man in his early twenties wearing a coat sitting on the sofa. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Sparrow."

Everyone recognized him immediately and greeted him and thanked him.

Pales looked at Edward in surprise - why did he feel that this "favored one" was actually the president himself?

Forget it, whether he is or not, I will just pretend that he is not.

"How does it feel to be back in reality?"

Edward asked, looking towards them.

Longzel immediately bowed deeply, "I just saw my mother again, thank you, sir."

Groselle muttered as he sat on the floor, "I just think the house here is too low. If I stand up, my head will go through the ceiling and onto the second floor. If I weren't an evil spirit, I would have just knocked the house down."

Uh, I haven't really thought about that.

Edward then looked at the ascetic Snowman and said, "Mr. Snowman, what do you think is the reason why you can become evil spirits in a rational state after leaving the Kingdom of the Lord?"

Snowman frowned. "I have been thinking about this question for the past two days. I am currently speculating that perhaps our spirits have been strengthened in some way in the Kingdom of God, allowing us to possess the soul strength that only High-Sequence Beyonders possess."

Has Sefirah Castle strengthened its power over spirits?

Well, that does make some sense.

After all, the Lord of Mysteries is the Lord of the Spirit World. It makes sense that the Source Castle ruled by "Him" has some special effects on spirits.

Coupled with the problem with the River of Everlasting Darkness, perhaps this has led to the current result.

Now think about it, the state of Medici when he first appeared in the original book was obviously different from later, but whether Edward saw Medici in the past or in the future, he obviously did not feel any sense of madness.

Tsk, why did the River of Eternal Darkness dry up?

"What are your plans next?"

Edward looked at the five people... the five evil spirits and asked. ·White Horse Academy· ?No?Mistakes^Content.

The giant Groselle muttered, "I want to be resurrected first and have a physical body. Otherwise, there is no way to pass on the bloodline of the giant."

Well, you haven't forgotten this.

"Perhaps the kind of resurrection you want can be achieved by continuing to take potions and advancing to a higher sequence."

Anyway, Medici was "resurrected" through this method in the original book.

Edward stretched out his hand and took out the Beyonder characteristics that several people had extracted, and threw them to them: "These are the Beyonder characteristics that were extracted when you died. If you want to be promoted to a higher sequence, it depends on you."

"Oh, Longzel, you took a fake potion in the book world before, so you don't have any extraordinary characteristics."

Siatas said earnestly, "Mr. Sparrow, can you tell me... where the queen is now?"

"Not for now, but I suggest you go to Sonia Island first and look for any remaining elves there. After all, helping your queen is not something you can do alone."

The female elf thought about it and nodded in agreement: "I understand."

Mobet immediately reached out to grab Siatas's hand and said, "I'll go with you."

Siatas struggled for a moment but failed to break free. She glared at him and said nothing more.

"I...just want to stay here."

This is Longzel.

No one was surprised by his decision.

The last person to speak was the ascetic Snowman. He hesitated and said, "I... want to know what happened to the Lord after I entered the world in the book, and what He is doing now..."

Edward said, "You know Medici, right?"

"Of course, that is His Royal Highness the Red Angel under the Lord's throne."

"I will send you there. He will probably tell you everything you want to know."

"Thank you, Mr. Sparrow!"

"Thank you in advance."

Edward waved his hand and said, "No matter what you want to do, stay with Pales for a while. When the time is right, Pales will naturally tell you to leave."

Pales immediately said: "The right time means..."

"You decide."

"…"

Damn, you are deliberately bullying the old man, right?

If something goes wrong, no matter if I let them leave too early or too late, I will definitely be blamed!

But what else could He say: "I understand."

"Oh, right."

Edward suddenly smiled. "I... the Lord caught an Amon two days ago and locked him up. I'll let you meet Him when there's a chance and have a good exchange."

"What?"

Pales was startled and was about to ask something when he saw Edward and Snowman disappear.

Catch an Amon?

Is this the kind of catch I understand?

How is this done?

How did you get locked up?

If there is another "misery competition" next time, will Amon be one of the contestants?

For a moment, Pales' mind was full of daydreams and his face was full of joy: As expected, once too many people are embarrassed, it won't be embarrassing anymore.

Not only that, you also hope that there are more unlucky people who can share the shame with you!

Really looking forward to it!

Chapter 567 Sequence 3 Potion Completed

The remains of the underground palace at 8 Williams Street.

The moment Edward and Snowman appeared, pieces of stone flew up and turned into two rows of lanterns that illuminated the surroundings.

"Why are you so idle that you come to see me again...huh?"

The dust twisted and quickly formed a sentence. Even if one could not hear Medici's voice, one could imagine the sarcastic tone of his voice.

However, the handwriting changed quickly, "Who is this guy? Have I seen him somewhere before..."

Edward pointed to the blood-stained gate not far away and said, "Medici is in a similar state to you now. He has also become an evil spirit and is sealed here."

Snowman bowed quickly and said, "Your Highness Medici, I am Snowman, a monk who believes in the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God. I have seen you once outside the Lord's residence."

"…"

After a period of silence, the handwriting changed: "I... seem to have some impression of you. Where did you come from? Why haven't I seen you in the past few years?"

"I..."

Edward interrupted, "You guys can chat slowly, I'll leave first."

"Just a friendly reminder, Mr. Medici, you don't have to bother asking Snowman to help you unlock the seal. I will come to take him away in three days. He won't be able to help you gather all the materials for unlocking the seal in such a short time."

Medici: "Tsk! You bastard!"

Edward placed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Medici: "Go ahead."

"That's right, Your Highness Medici..."

Snowman quickly recounted what happened from the time he entered "Groselle's Travels" to the appearance of Mr. Sparrow.

Medici didn't care about anything else, except: "He said he played a game with Adam and Amon? And he completely destroyed the old dragon and left a backup plan for resurrection?"

Medici stayed behind the sealed door, his face uncertain: Shouldn't that guy have a close relationship with Lilith? How could he join forces with Adam and Amon who killed Lilith?

What the hell is He doing?

Seeing that Medici suddenly did not respond, Snowman could not help but ask in a deep voice: "Your Highness Medici, may I ask if the Lord has really..."

The dust on the ground moved, and formed a line of words:

"Yes, the Lord is dead - he was stabbed in the back by those traitors. "

...

After returning to Trier,

Edward stayed in the house to rest until the next night, allowing his physical strength and energy to recover to the best condition. The reason for delaying for one more day was naturally to wait for the cooldown of [Madman on the Right] to refresh and leave himself an extra way out.

When the crimson moon rose and the sky gradually darkened, Edward first climbed up to Sefirah Castle, and after repeated divinations to confirm that there was no problem, he prepared to be promoted to "Deconstruction Scholar".

"You are going to advance to Sequence 3?"

Amon seemed to have turned into a chatterbox, asking more questions about everything. No one knew whether it was because of the spiritual power he had been injected with, or if he was looking for an opportunity to cheat and escape.

There was nothing to hide about this, Edward nodded: "That's right."

"I'm curious."

Amon raised his two black wings like arms and made an "embracing" gesture: "Why did He give you the extraordinary characteristics of the Dream Weaver as a reward after helping the paranoid to deal with the old dragon, and said... that's what you wanted."

"So, why do you want the extraordinary characteristics of the Dream Weaver? Are you collecting them for others, or do you want to use them to create some extraordinary props, or... do you plan to use them to get promoted?"

Without waiting for Edward to answer, He asked himself again, "My intuition tells me that you want to use it to advance... But the Gate Path and the Visionary Path are not adjacent, and there is a paranoid above. What good will it do you to force a jump?"

Edward glanced at him sideways and said, "So, your intuition was wrong."

He took out the tin box containing the Wanderer's extraordinary characteristics and opened it. "I want to be promoted to Wanderer, not Dream Weaver."

"oh?"

Amon's right monocle flickered slightly, "Interesting."

"…"

What did this guy guess?

But it doesn't seem to matter.

Edward smiled and said, "In fact, shouldn't the Gate Path be more hopeless than the Visionary Path? The Visionary has Adam, but after all, He still lacks a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic and ritual to be promoted. But when Mr. Gate returns, it will be the day of His promotion.

Amon was a little surprised: "You seem to know Bethel well?"

"Just barely."

Edward grinned, "But I know you better."

"Like what?"

"For example, you plan to persuade Mr. Men when he returns, and take his place in his deification ceremony and be promoted to 'Error'."

Amon: "…"

After a moment of silence, He shrugged and said, "This is not difficult to guess as long as you understand the ritual of advancing to Sequence 0 through the Thief's Path. After all, Bethel is the person closest to being promoted to Sequence 0 and the easiest to persuade. Besides Him, who else can I replace?"

Edward didn't comment, but what he was thinking was: I really want to see your expression when you finally return Mr. Door to him, only to find that he has lost the uniqueness of the Door and cannot be promoted to Sequence 0 at all.

"I want to ask you something."

Amon's head shook: "Please give your orders."

"How did you, Adam, and Chick kill Lilith?"

He immediately raised his wings and said, "I solemnly declare that I only helped to stop the few people that Medici and his group wanted to rescue. It was Paranoid and Chick who did the trick!"

Edward nodded expressionlessly, "Let's take it as such. Then how did Adam and Chick kill Him?"

Amon spread his wings and said, "How else can we kill her? Most likely, the paranoid will control Lilith, and then Chick will kill her himself. Although Chick is cooperating with us, he obviously does not trust us. He will definitely choose to do it himself and get the Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics from Lilith as soon as possible."

"Adam killed Lilith for what He called the trend of the times, so why did you get involved?"

"According to the situation at the time, I help you today and you help me tomorrow... It's too normal."

Edward lifted his chin and murmured, "Oh, a bunch of inhuman people, do you still know how to deal with the ways of the world?"

Amon said: "To be precise, this is called exchange of interests."

After a pause, His dark eyes stared at Edward, and a smile appeared on Crow's face: "As for 'no humanity', huh, aren't you going to be promoted to Sequence 3 soon? When the time comes, you will know that the alienation and disappearance of human nature is the price you pay for taking the potion to gain extraordinary abilities. The biggest function of the so-called anchor is to prevent you from going crazy. Sooner or later, you will become the person you dislike the most. ~Lola?Xiao~ said¨! Geng·Xin\Zui¨Quick'"

"Perhaps next time you encounter what happened in Trier, you will not specifically move the people in that villa out, and you will not act in anger when you see ordinary people die that has nothing to do with you."

Edward looked at Him quietly for a while. "So, if one day you become the Lord of Mysteries and face the invasion of the Outer Gods, will you choose to flee decisively?"

"Well,"

Amon scratched his head with his wings. "At least... I still can't imagine why I would risk my life for some ants that have nothing to do with me."

Edward reached out and stroked the birdcage. "That day will come."

"I'm looking forward to it."

...

A raging sea and an uninhabited island.

This place is extremely desolate. There are not many living creatures, let alone people. In addition, his [Space Concealment] can avoid being disturbed by others to the greatest extent.

Edward took out the crucible and put in the Wanderer's extraordinary characteristics and three auxiliary materials in turn: 10 grams of star fragments, 120 ml of gastric juice from Fulgrim's dog, and travel notes and records of local customs and practices. (The recipe was not mentioned in the original book, it is completely a secondary creation. If there is any mistake, it is all my fault!)

According to the results of divination,

He first threw the gastric juice of Fulgrim's dog into the crucible, and then put the pre-weighed star fragments in. The hard star fragments melted into a thick liquid that shimmered with silver starlight the moment they came into contact with the gastric juice, rising with a thin mist that enveloped the entire crucible.

Then he used his invisible hand to hold the ball of extraordinary properties that looked like a miniature Starlight Gate, and slid it along the edge of the crucible into the bottom of the pot, where it came into contact with the two auxiliary materials that had been fused together.

The Starlight Gate turned into a vortex, and the silver starlight in the star debris liquid began to rotate. Under the reflection of the black bottom of the pot, it looked like a nebula.

The mist coming out of the crucible became thicker.

As the gold coins fell, the heads turned upwards.

Edward threw the pages of travel notes and records into the crucible filled with fog. In just a moment, the thick fog quickly collapsed inward, and after "digesting" those records, it finally fell back into the crucible like water vapor, turning into a ball of liquid-like and gas-like, silvery-white substance.

The swirling vortex was still faintly visible inside the thing, giving off an aura that was both tempting and extremely dangerous.

"call--"

Edward let out a long breath. Although the Wanderer's potion was finished, it was not over for him.

The only thing missing is the Dream Weaver's extraordinary characteristics.

An invisible hand grasped the gray brain composed of thin mist and placed it into the crucible, which was unknown whether it was liquid or gas.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

The gray-white brain made of mist suddenly sank to the bottom, and bubbles appeared.

It penetrated into the interior of the Wanderer Potion little by little, and came to the vortex. Then, like a ball of silk, a "thread" was pulled out by the vortex, and then it was quickly drained and stripped clean, merging into one with the vortex.

At this point, the "magic potion" in the crucible had no other reaction.

Edward then took out the green crystal pendulum and hovered it under his palm: "Taking this potion in the crucible will allow you to successfully advance to Sequence 3."

The pendulum rotated clockwise at a moderate speed.

He divined again: "It is dangerous to take the potion in the cauldron."

This time, he got the revelation that the thing was quite dangerous, but barely bearable.

"Actually, no matter what the result of the divination is, I have to drink this potion."

If it really doesn't work, just use [Madman on the Right] to reverse it. After all, getting this magic potion is not only difficult, but also requires luck!

But in the previous series of encounters, I have been lucky enough. According to the little snake, good luck is not unlimited. I don't know when I will have such good luck again.

I must improve my strength as soon as possible!

Whether it's for myself or to help Lilith fight future crises, I need strong enough strength.

I hope the Sequence 3 [Deconstructionist] will be powerful enough!

Chapter 568 Sequence 2: Visionary

As his thoughts raced, Edward took a deep breath and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts.

He scooped up the misty potion from the crucible with an invisible hand and slowly handed it in front of him. In an instant, his exposed skin suddenly sparkled with starlight, and insects containing bright starlight and surrounded by black and grey mist emerged one after another.

Those starlight insects were ready to move, as if they wanted to leave his body and drill into the concentrated mist.

Tsk, it turns out that the three Gou families are all bugs at heart!

Even though I am no longer a "pure" gate path, it is still the same - the only change is that there is a layer of light black-gray mist lingering outside the Star Bug.

Edward immediately stretched out his right hand, took the potion and put it to his mouth.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to breathe, he suddenly thought of something. He reached into his space pocket with his other hand and took out the jewelry box that the little snake had given him, then opened it with a snap.

"Let's discuss it. Give me the number 6."

The dice of fate did not move at all.

"Give me some face... or do me a favor for Lilith's sake?"

As soon as the voice fell,

The dice of fate trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, it made a "click" sound, turned over with difficulty, and turned into a "5".

"...Okay, 5 is fine! Thank you very much!"

Edward raised his head, opened his mouth, and breathed in sharply. The ball of magic potion immediately turned into a whirlpool, stretched out and curved into his mouth, and swarmed back into his body along with the star-shining insects.

Silently, Edward felt a cold feeling spread to every "Star Bug", accompanied by a slight burning pain.

Suddenly, a bright galaxy appeared before his eyes, reflecting the dazzling starlight, and each beam of starlight was like a screen playing a picture.

From the time he came to the "past timeline", he first met Bernadette, went to the underground ruins to meet Medici, met Renette for the first time, participated in the Twilight Hermits, scared Zaratul away, met Roselle... Pales, Amon...

One character after another flashed by quickly, one experience after another quickly emerged, and Edward felt as if he had turned into a stream of information - no entity, not a spirit, just a piece of binary data, shuttling through the deep memories he had created for everyone.

Everyone's memories of themselves are different, and the impressions left are also different. Each memory is equivalent to a very solid "anchor", but at the same time it also incorporates their own understanding and imagination.