Mystery: Chaos Path

What? There's such a thing?

Klein's eyes widened slightly, feeling the shock of high-end extraordinary power for the first time.

Of course, this was only because Klein currently had a superficial understanding of high-end extraordinary power; otherwise, he would probably be even more shocked.

Azzik was also stunned for a moment.

He seemed to recall something, raised his hand to rub his brow, and then said with doubt, "Are you referring to historical projections? But, but my memory tells me that historical projections do not possess self-awareness..."

"Not a historical projection, but a Shadow of Time," Roelin corrected, then scratched his head and said, "But I don't know the specifics either.

Anyway, it's something my teacher gave me for self-defense; the effect is like this."

Although Azzik was puzzled, his recovered memories were not extensive.

He assumed it might be some ability he was unaware of.

Hearing this, he hesitated, looked at Roelin, and said, "Since it's an item your teacher gave you for self-defense, wouldn't it be inappropriate to use it on me?"

Although he really wanted to recover his memories, he didn't want to harm others in the process.

"It's okay.

I'll just write a letter and ask for another one later.

My teacher and I have a good relationship; at most, he'll scold me," Roelin said with a carefree laugh, appearing to be a model of teacher-student affection.

Your teacher didn't beat you to death; he must have a good temper... Klein mentally retorted.

He didn't doubt Roelin's words too much.

At the same time, he felt he understood why Roelin was so simple-minded; it seemed he was spoiled.

But I don't seem to have the right to say that... Thinking of the Nighthawk informant identity he had arranged for Roelin to protect him, Klein couldn't help but fall silent.

He admitted that perhaps out of care for a fellow countryman, or perhaps out of friendship, he would subconsciously take care of this simple-minded fellow, Roelin.

Presumably, Mr. Azzik was similar.

Perhaps that Lucifer Zoroaster was also like this!

Hearing Roelin's words, Azzik naturally stopped declining.

However, people often frequented the banks of the Hoy River.

If Azzik recovered part of his memory, no one knew if there would be a significant commotion.

Therefore, to prevent being seen by others, the three of them left Hoy University and took a trolley to an abandoned factory.

"Mr. Azzik, please give me your hand.

I need to use the Time Stone as a medium with you," Roelin's expression became serious.

"But there are two things I must explain in advance.

First, the Time Stone cannot specify the target of the summoning, so I don't know who will be summoned.

I can only confirm that the other party must be very close to you.

I used to summon my teacher directly, so please be mentally prepared."

"Second, the summoning has a time limit; it can only summon for a maximum of 10 minutes, so if you have anything you want to ask, it's best to ask quickly."

These were naturally all lies.

Roelin said this only to facilitate future operations.

"Okay, I understand," Azzik said, extending his right hand, also becoming nervous.

Klein watched the two people in front of him with curiosity and nervousness.

He saw Roelin grab Azzik with one hand, and with the other, he took out a crystal-clear gemstone from somewhere.

The gemstone was engraved with runes that Klein had never seen before.

In the next second, the gemstone emitted a bright light and shattered like a phantom.

Immediately afterward, a figure appeared beside Azzik.

It was a girl with smooth black hair, with features that resembled Azzik by thirty or forty percent.

It was clear at a glance that they were related by blood.

After the figure completely solidified, the girl opened her eyes.

She looked around with some confusion, seemingly not understanding the situation, until she saw Azzik beside her, then she revealed a smile and called out:

"Dad!"

Is this Mr. Azzik's daughter?

Klein subconsciously guessed.

Immediately afterward, he saw Azzik as if he was stunned, or as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, seemingly calling out a name, and then half-knelt on the ground in pain.

"Dad, what's wrong?

" The girl obviously didn't expect this, and went up with some concern, looking at Azzik with concern, and then looked up at the two people next to her and said: "Two sirs, are you Dad's friends?

My dad seems to be sick, can you take Dad to see a doctor..."

"...I'm fine, I'm fine!" Azzik shook his head at this time.

He held the girl's hand tightly, as if with great force, but seemed not to dare to use any force at all, only his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Mr. Azzik..." Klein was naturally also very worried about Azzik's condition.

His spiritual intuition told him that Azzik was very dangerous at this moment, but also seemed very safe.

"Dad, are you really okay?

Why are you shaking, are you cold?" The girl was obviously not relieved by Azzik's words, and her expression was still very worried.

"I...I'm just too excited." Azzik raised his eyes, his expression painful and sad.

He remembered many things, about the past, about the girl in front of him, about the other party's death.

He had lost her long ago, a long, long time ago.

Azzik remembered this.

This made him painful, but compared to pain, Azzik was more unwilling to forget the other party's existence, unwilling to forget the past beauty.

One mistake, one first, one hair, one inside, one content, one is in, one see one see!

Azzik called out the other party's name, and after the girl looked at him in confusion, Azzik hugged the other party, remembering a long, long time ago, when the other party was only as tall as his leg, he picked up the girl and let the girl sit on his shoulders, like every silly father, to make his daughter happy.

"Dad...miss you so much, I'm sorry, I forgot you, I'm sorry..." Azzik didn't even know what he was saying at this moment, he was just following the instinct of this father who had been lost and found.

The girl then quieted down.

She listened quietly to Azzik's words, and after a few minutes, she broke free from the other party's embrace, as if she understood something, and looked at Azzik and said: "Dad, I'm already dead, right?"

Azzik's body trembled, he turned his head away, and did not answer this question.

Roelin, who had been silent all the time, then said at this time: "You in this era are indeed dead, this is the future, and you come from the past."

"So that's how it is, how amazing!" The girl showed a surprised expression.

She then carefully held up Azzik's face, and leaned over, sticking her forehead to Azzik's forehead, and said softly: "Don't be sad, Dad, I don't want to see you so sad."

"Although I'm gone, I still hope that Dad can have a new life, of course, it's best if you don't forget me." The girl smiled here, then rubbed Azzik's face again, and said: "So don't cry, Dad, you are a reliable and mature adult, you can't cry."

Azzik then realized that he had been in tears at some point.

The girl then looked up at Klein and Roelin, she smiled and said: "Two uncles, are you Dad's friends?"