Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"It's just an accident, doesn't it count as a 'surprise'?"

The teasing "lover" gave Klein a chill in his heart. At this moment, he almost felt that the person sitting there was not Zoya, but Esther.

But how could Esther usurp the power of gray mist and hide herself in a tarot gathering where all members gathered? If Zoya was deliberately "imitating", this would be a straightforward provocation to Klein.

The "Fool"'s sitting posture is no longer relaxed, and he gradually straightens his body, and the gray mist lingering around the seat is getting thicker and thicker:

"Surprise? Really?"

"From your tone, I'm not very popular, which is a shame."

The "lover"'s words with a smile were very gentle, which made the sense of disobedience in Klein's heart even heavier. He carefully looked at the figure and tapped his fingers on the long table, as if he was hesitating which table to place. Above the "Card of Blasphemy".

"If you are unwilling to talk about why you are here, we have nothing to talk about." Klein no longer concealed the hostility in his words, and his hand stopped at the edge of the "Tyrant" card.

"Lover" supported the side of her face with her hands, and her figure gradually became solid: "As I have mentioned many times, deal, Mr. Fool."

"You are a little different." Klein said this, his fingers were already on the "Tyrant" card, but he had not yet integrated it into his spiritual body.

The light turned from empty to dense, and a bit of gray mist was attracted by it, gradually seeping into the body of the "lover", making her figure appear completely - just like the "Fool".

The dazzling circular marks in the "lover's" eyes are particularly bright.

Has her control over this place become stronger? Zoya seems to have escaped the confinement imposed on her here...

Without the obstruction of the gray fog, Klein gradually frowned as he looked at the familiar face and smile, and felt more uneasy chills in his heart: "You are different, Zoya."

"Changes are just changes, good or bad. What are you anxious about, Mr. Fool?" "Lover" asked with a smile.

Klein slowly stood up from the Fool's chair and placed his hands on the tabletop of the long bronze table. The gray fog around him that obscured his face also dissipated: "Esther, what happened to her?"

At this moment, there was no need for him to hide his appearance. Zoya knew who he was, and she should also know the secrets of the souls in the cocoon of light.

"Nothing special."

"Do you think I would believe it?"

"Lover"'s teasing gaze made Klein even more uncomfortable. Although she kept laughing, her gentle and indifferent demeanor was very similar to Zoya's use of Esther's body in the Resurrection Square where Ince was killed. Looking over.

"Lover" sighed softly: "Don't you want to see me? I thought you would be more willing to agree to my request for a transaction if we face each other calmly like this."

"...I'm sorry I can't accept it."

While answering this sentence, Klein touched the blasphemy card in his hand with his spirituality, and the "Tyrant" card merged into his spiritual body.

An extremely oppressive and terrifying majesty emanated from Klein. His silk top hat turned into a heavy and gorgeous triple crown, and the clothes on his body were instantly transformed into robes with a religious design. The color was dark blue and almost black, like the deep sea.

Perhaps because of the suppressed anger in Klein's heart, it is more in line with this card at this moment. The coercion exuded from him this time is far greater than when he fused the "Tyrant" card in the past.

Klein raised his hand, and the papal robe he was wearing suddenly lifted up, making a sound in the surging wind.

The "Poseidon Scepter" in the gray mist was summoned and quickly flew to his palm. The gem on the top of the bone scepter shined brightly, releasing a mixture of blue and silver light, and the surging electric current swam like a python.

The "lover" was obviously stunned for a moment, but the surprise on her face did not have any credibility to Klein.

The moment the scepter spun and was aimed at the high-backed bronze chair, she disappeared on the chair that was shattered by lightning with a helpless smile.

Klein knew that she had not left. His spiritual intuition gave a clear hint that there was another "person" here.

The moment the coin appeared on his fingertips and he flicked it up, the divination result given by the flip had already entered his consciousness. Klein turned the bone staff in his hand and pointed it at the gray fog that filled the hall.

The anger of the "tyrant" immediately turned into silvery white lightning, pointing directly at a little light hidden in the gray mist.

Thunder roared and roared, shattering the long bronze table and all the high-backed chairs, causing them to disintegrate into flowing gray mist.

The sigh was covered up by the roar of thunder. The position of the sound had changed again, but the "Poseidon Scepter" in Klein's hand also changed its position, as if he had seen this shift long ago.

At the moment when the lightning storm penetrated the gray fog and was about to catch up with the target in the next moment, the "lover" spread his hand towards the gray fog around him and gave it a simple grab.

Gray filaments appeared immediately, as if they had come to life in her palms. As the "lover" twisted her wrist, these threads automatically connected end to end, forming a circle of gray Möbius strips.

The "lover's" fingers were hooked on both ends of the circle. At the moment when the silver-white lightning tore the circle in her hand, everything in this magnificent hall was distorted, as if the ink had been scattered after being splashed with water.

Klein lost his sense of time. Even if he noticed that his control over his spiritual body was lagging behind, he could not take any action. What he saw and felt about spirituality in front of him was the ever-present gray fog and the murmurs mixed in it. .

Klein is no stranger to such gibbering, he hears it every time he climbs into the gray fog.

The next moment, the "lover" took the initiative to tighten her fingers. The twisted gray ring was not straightened, but shattered inch by inch in her hand.

The thunderous rays of light emerged again, but they retreated towards the place where they were triggered. The shattered bronze long table and high-backed chairs quickly returned to their places and condensed out of the mist again.

The "Poseidon's Scepter" flew upside down to the pile of debris deep in the gray mist. The crown and robe turned into phantoms and disappeared. The blasphemous card flew out from Klein's spirit body and returned to the long bronze table that had re-condensed. .

When Klein regained contact with the surrounding gray fog, "The Fool" and "The Lover" had already sat back in their respective positions, leaving aside the expressions on their faces, as if nothing had happened before.

Although the "lover" was sitting upright, the hand under the table moved slightly. Klein lowered his head and saw that a blasphemous card was missing from in front of him. His face gradually calmed down and he looked at the person who shouldn't be here again. of attendees.

"The Lover" turned over the things in his hands, and after casually scanning a few formulas, he saw "Sequence Zero" on the front, but because of Russell Gustav's face wearing a papal robe, he subconsciously tilted his head back, and then He threw away the blasphemous card and let it lie on the long bronze table.

"Can we talk now?" "The Lover" looked at "The Fool" and asked.

"good."

The "lover" looked relieved at such an answer. Klein retracted his hands that were originally resting on the table, materialized a coin, and let it bounce up and down lightly, just like that in front of the other party. Divination.

However, the divination feedback he could get was very little, and the revelations he received were all vague. Regardless of whether Klein's divination subject was "Zoya" or "Esther", there was a hazy light covering it.

The "lover" didn't react much to this, and didn't care about the movements of Klein's hands at all. Klein highly suspected that she deliberately interfered with his divination.

The "lover" stood up from the chair, put his hand on his heart, and saluted respectfully to the person in the first seat: "Like the previous times, I have a request for a transaction... According to the Tarot Society's principle of equal exchange, This should be allowed, Mr. Fool."

"Similarly, I can also reject you." Klein replied calmly.

"You are curious about the truth about 'travelling', and you are also wondering about what is here, the answer you have been pursuing, and... the way to go back."

Klein raised his head and leaned back in his chair: "You know our world very well."

When he said this, he was thinking of the deep sea-like dreamland and the people trapped in the dreamland.

"Of course I understand you, and I understand you equally."

"Lover" lightly grabbed the air in front of her, and there was a tarot card in her hand. Klein could see the card she deliberately turned to his direction, the puppy running behind, and the clown in fancy clothes. Carrying a bag on his back, he wore the same cheerful smile as his "lover".

"Lover" just said with a smile: "Do you believe in fate?"

Before Klein could answer, the "lover" had already continued talking on his own: "Individuals, groups, and the world are all affected by the flow of the river of destiny, including those indescribable existences, from the beginning..."

With a gentle rub of her fingers, the "Fool" card changed from one to two, revealing the "World" card that was covered behind it.

"To the end."

Klein's brows gradually furrowed: "I believe that fate can be determined by choice."

""

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The last time Klein was so embarrassed but unable to avoid something, it was when the "Mysterious Queen" exposed the identity of the "Black Emperor", causing him to be chased by Esther to ask what the situation was.

The embarrassment he felt now was different, and his calm mood became turbulent again: "If this is what you want to say, then I..."

Hearing the impatience revealed in Klein's tone, Lover quickly interrupted him: "This is just a proof. It's certainly not an accident that you went from here to reality."

"Do you want to say that this is also fate?" Klein smiled, "I don't think the Goddess of the Night or Emperor Russell would believe such words."

The "lover" also laughed: "Of course my words are different for everyone. This is just a change based on the situation. I provided Amani with the first will to avoid extraordinary madness, so that she can always remember who she is. When they were 'human', they all call this see-saw point 'anchor' as of now."

Klein lowered his head and stared at Russell Gustave who was stepping on the chariot: "Is it the Blasphemy Card too? No, according to the contents of the diary, you have never had direct contact with him."

"This problem is because of Amon's little actions." "Lover"'s face suddenly turned cold, and she tapped her right eye socket with her backhand, "I have always regretted that I failed to fulfill my responsibility and guide him to choose a suitable path. , otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble."

"Guide him?"

"Lover" put on a mocking smile:

"Yes, I will welcome new players and tell them that this is a time-travel life of conquering a new world and opening up another world! With Huang Tao's character, there is no doubt that there is an extra system in his head that is responsible for guiding him to become a god. ', because for the 'system', no matter how much help it gives to the host as the protagonist, it is reasonable.

"This will be the golden finger given to him by the 'system'. I can even warn him about external dangers in advance, and those pollution sources in the starry sky cannot affect my anchoring of him...

"But it's a pity that because of Amon's relationship, there is no such possibility. When Huang Tao entered the northern continent, I was pulled to the eastern continent by the aggregation effect, and fell on the head of an unlucky clone."

Klein didn't speak for a while. He didn't know what to say. It was precisely because he had read Russell's early diaries that he knew what kind of character Huang Tao was.

This man who single-handedly promoted the development of technology and navigation has very strong ambition and power of action. Klein believes that such a design will allow Huang Tao to fall into it unpreparedly, and he will not realize the "system" until he sells himself. Has its own purpose.

"So, everyone hanging on that door..."

"There is a corresponding plan for everyone. After all, I have a long time to plan this matter. It is not difficult for me to figure out each candidate's behavior, personality and destiny."

Klein began to feel tired from this conversation, and he couldn't clearly see what the "lover" wanted to do: "So that's it."

"Lover" was silent for a while, then raised his head slightly: "Yes, everything is for transaction. I need a true god who can control this place and be influenced by me. Only in that way can He separate my destiny from Origin Castle. .”

God, it was such a light word coming out of her mouth.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"When you are promoted to Sequence Three, you will know the truth no matter what. This is my last chance to communicate honestly with you."

"So this palace is Source Castle."

The "lover" didn't show the slightest surprise on his face, but nodded slowly: "I can't tell you more about it, you just need to know that it is the culmination of three adjacent promotion paths, and you are currently its controller. enough."

Being the target of public criticism, Klein subconsciously thought of this word: "But I still don't understand, why...me?"

He had been wanting to ask this question since a long time ago.

"You are ordinary."

"Yes, I don't think there is anything special about me... I don't know the goddess of the night, but I am sure that I am completely different from Huang Tao."

"Lover" stood up with a smile. She tossed out the "Tyrant" card and let it spin across the table and stop right in front of Klein.

The gray fog around him suddenly rolled. This was not due to Klein's control, but it was a strange movement that made him feel familiar. Some kind of instinctive defense mechanism was triggered.

"Lover" let out a long sigh: "It really failed..."

As she sighed, several soft rays of light were scattered in the gray mist around the palace. They were crushed by the boiling gray mist as they flowed. Since they lost the target of counterattack, the gray mist gradually became thicker. Roll up towards the source of light, where the "lover" is.

"What did you do?" Klein asked subconsciously.

He tried to suppress the changes in the fog, but to no avail. At least his current control over the gray fog was not enough to suppress such a violent reaction. More and more gray fog gathered, gradually condensing into a tentacle-like shadow. .

"I delayed my time and wanted to cut off the connection with here, but now it seems..."

The "lover"'s brows gradually furrowed, but he soon regained his composure:

"Since I don't have much time, let me answer your previous question. Yes, Ordinary, this is the reason why the previous master of Source Castle chose you, and it is also the reason why I choose you.

"The final result proved that he was wrong. His arrogant nature made him take things for granted, so he made the biggest mistake, Zhou Mingrui.

"Including me, I made the exact same mistake."

"Lover" stood up from the long bronze table, and the gray mist that was ready to attack suddenly surged, revealing the shadow of chain-like gray tentacles, which penetrated "Lover"'s body one after another, making her body shape gradually Turn into a faint light.

But the "lover" didn't realize it. She spread her arms towards Klein, who was sitting in the first seat, as if she was inviting him to witness this scene.

A buzz echoed in the voice of "Lover":

“Ordinary things lead to great things.

"Under the dice of fate, all endings are miracles."

Her voice became increasingly ethereal, meaningless hum filling the syllables of each word, making every word spoken by the "lover" sound like an aria.

She was still smiling, and even though a shadow of gray mist penetrated her cheek, it couldn't dim her smile by half, but her eyes were a little sad, and Klein couldn't see the source of that emotion.

The voice of "lover" continues to sound:

“If you remember where you come from, you never forget what it felt like to be on the ground. You care, you care, you become vulnerable, you feel threatened.

"From Zhou Mingrui to Klein, meet your destiny and responsibility."

"What if I still refuse?" Klein's voice trembled with forbearance, "I don't want to at all, I don't want to take on you at all—"

The "lover" didn't seem to hear his protest: "Everyone will die."

Klein's heart was blocked in his throat, preventing him from spitting out a word.

"Everyone you know, everyone I know, will die." "Lover" repeated again, "In fact, I know some people don't care about this kind of thing, but you are different, you will care."

The turbulent gray fog completely drowned the "lover"'s figure. Spots of light kept emerging and melting, and the last faint sound was emitted:

"Sorry, I'm really just a liar."

"Wait, wait! Li Xing—Esther!"

The gray mist sank suddenly, scattered directly on the ground, filled the air, and blurred the sight of "The Fool".

The "lover" position is empty.

(End of Volume 3)

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