Mystery: Paradox Path

"Cheap?!"

Hearing these two words, Klein's eyes straightened!

He has already spent 300 gold coins or more to buy back the Yang Yan Talisman, but now the other party actually said that there is a cheaper plan?

But then, he calmed down again. As the so-called cheap is not good, can this cheap plan have the same effect as the Yang Yan Charm?

Seeing Klein's suspicious eyes, Snow grinned slightly, showing a profiteer-like smile. He turned and walked to a safe on the side of the reception room.

"This is Backlund. If you really use the Sun Flame Talisman from the Sun Domain, no matter whether the enemy dies or not, you will definitely die anyway. After all, that thing is too conspicuous."

"That's right." Klein nodded secretly in his heart. There is no concept of "convergence" in the Sun Domain at all. Once the Yang Yan Talisman is used, it can be seen from a few blocks away, and it may also bring benefits to the surrounding civilians. Not a small loss.

However, this was not enough for Klein to give up the Yang Yan Talisman. After all, compared with his own life, the vest could be changed again, and the losses caused to the civilians could also be compensated for afterwards.

"Mr. Demon is really a profiteer. You can't be fooled by his words. You must judge the correct value of the goods he gives." Klein scolded his heart, but before he could say anything, he saw that the spiritual wall on the safe was lifted. , Immediately afterwards, layers of whispers suddenly began to appear in Klein's ears. The voice was full of filth and depravity. If it was a Beyonder who had just been promoted and had not yet restrained his spirituality, just hearing this voice, enough to make them out of control.

"This is the degraded divine blood of the true creator. It contains at least demigod-level pollution and ravings, as well as a little bit of divinity. With the power of that lord, you shouldn't have difficulty converting it into a spell, and this This kind of attack belongs to mental damage, and the impact range is not large, and even has a certain effect on demigods who are not in the secret prayer path. As long as your enemy is not the Aurora Society or other forces that believe in the true creator, this thing is definitely better than the Yang Yan Charm Use, of course, the most important thing is that this thing has almost no residue. Even if you use it, it will not attract official Beyonders. The only drawback is that the Beyonders killed by this thing are likely to be polluted, but it doesn’t matter. I can buy the extraordinary characteristics of pollution at a normal price."

Along with the introduction process, Snow also released the wall of spirituality again, and brought back the layers of raving, and then continued:

"Of course, if it is inconvenient for you to ask the lord for help, I can also process it into a blasphemous charm for you, but it will cost you a hundred pounds."

As the test tube was sealed again, Klein also woke up, looked at the test tube with "God's Blood" sealed with some lingering fears, and swallowed softly.

As Mr. Devil said,

This thing does seem to be more suitable for me now.

But considering the cost of one hundred pounds, Klein still sighed and said:

"That's all it takes, but I can do the processing myself."

"No problem, um, what else do you want?" Snow carefully placed the blood on the table and motioned Klein to pick it up himself, showing his professionalism of "not good enough".

Klein carefully picked up the test tube, stuffed it into the iron cigarette case he was carrying, and added a layer of spirituality wall before taking it into his arms.

Although it is very similar to asking about the information of Ambassador Beckland, but thinking that tomorrow is the Tarot Club, he can completely prostitute this information, so he temporarily put away the thought of spending money, shook his head and said:

"temporarily unavailable."

"Okay, except for the 100 pounds of degraded blood, there is still a surplus of 300 pounds, you can take it." Snow took out his wallet, easily ordered thirty ten-pound notes and handed them over. Ryan's eyes were straight, if he read it right, Mr. Snow's wallet...

Can't think can't think!

...

With a huge sum of 300 pounds, Klein carefully returned to No. 15 Minsk Street all the way, changed into the "precious" formal clothes that he had put on for entering and leaving the West District, closed the space, summoned himself, responded to himself, and put the real Creator's Deteriorated blood and a huge sum of 290 pounds were sent to the gray fog.

Until this time, looking at the unsealing of the seal, looking at the black and red divine blood, but no longer heard hallucinations and ravings. The boundless gray fog seemed to cut off all external sounds.

Seeing this situation, Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief. After the safety was guaranteed, his curiosity began to emerge——

"Although Mr. Demon is a member of the Aurora Society, how did he get the divine blood of the true creator? Even if it's just degraded divine blood..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the last time he peeked into the eternal blazing sun.

At that time, it was also with the help of divine blood to obtain the formula of the Yang Yan talisman and the sun pathway. The divine blood in front of him was a deteriorated version and should not be as dangerous as last time.

Thinking of this, Klein firmly wrote the divination statement:

"The origin of this item."

He took a deep breath, held the test tube containing the black and red blood, leaned back, and recited the divination statement silently.

After seven times, his eyes turned to deep black, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

In a world that was blurred and broken, as if shrouded in dense fog, Klein saw a man standing in the bathroom. He opened his wrists with his fingernails, and dripped drops of crazy blood into the sink. .

As soon as the screen changed, the man appeared again, but this time, he opened his elbow.

Then, the picture changed continuously, the position of the man bleeding was getting higher and higher, and the color of the blood released was getting darker and darker.

Finally, the man suddenly opened his shirt and stretched out his hand to the skinless, dark red muscle and blood vessels on his chest, a twisted pattern like an upside-down cross, and at this moment, a burst of evil An extremely, extremely filthy voice erupted in front of the man's chest.

The voice was full of penetratingness, as if it had a will in itself, and it pierced Klein's brain.

He covered his ears to isolate the follow-up, but the voice just now echoed in his mind.

His blood vessels and veins stood out, and they kept squirming.

boom!

His blood vessels burst open, blue veins detached from his body, forming smooth, twisted tentacles full of various evil patterns on the surface of his body.

Waving gently and rippling, even the giant's residence version of the palace began to show signs of corrosion.

Klein coolly supported and endured until a few seconds later, the gray fog slowly returned to calm, and the voice echoing in Klein's mind also subsided.

Tentacles fell off one by one, and it was the madness and out of control that were stripped from him.

Klein slightly sorted out his gains, but his face was particularly heavy, not because he didn't get the relevant knowledge, but because he found out—

"That man seems to be... Lanvus?"