Mystery: Paradox Path

On Friday afternoon, when Klein finished memorizing the guest list and the corresponding topics for tomorrow night's dance, the unshakable voice of prayer also sounded at the right time.

Even if he didn't look at his watch, just based on his biological clock, Klein could conclude that this should be Mr. Devil's prayer at dinner, but in order to avoid accidents, he got up and left the semi-open room with the large balcony, returning to the master bedroom. In the bathroom.

He took four steps backwards and entered above the gray fog, and sure enough, he saw Mr. Devil's crimson stars that were constantly expanding and shrinking.

"It's already become a Sequence Three, still praying so sincerely, what is the Sequence Three of the Hanged Man pathway? Well, Mr. Devil has never bought potion materials at the Tarot Club, and I don't even know if he has any. Go to the adjacent pathway."

After reading Mr. Devil's prayer, Klein regretted not bringing Ziwei with him, so he could wind up the clockwork for today.

But at this moment, another crimson star also swelled and shrunk.

"Mr. The Hanged Man?" Klein stopped thinking wildly, spread his spirituality and began to pray, and the slightly distorted voice of the Hanged Man suddenly sounded in his ears.

This gentleman asked the great fool to tell the world and the demons that he has arrived at the capital of the Rhosid Islands, Bayam, the "city of Kang's". As long as he replenishes the supplies, he can go to the original island.

The reason for sending this message is to let the world prepare in advance, so that it will not be too late to meet, and said that if he is not ready, he can arrange for the Blue Avenger to attend.

"Blue Avengers? Isn't that going to bring a large number of sailors from the Church of the Storms? How long can the anesthetic gas provided by Emlyn last, and what time is enough to explore?"

Klein thought for a moment, and immediately showed Gehrman Sparrow. He first informed Mr. Demon, and after he got a free answer, he made him put on a devout prayer again, considering tone--

"Don't be so troublesome, you should be able to move freely in Bayam. See you in the cemetery outside the city at 12 o'clock tonight. Replenish your supplies before that."

"Well, this tone should be in line with Gehrman Sparrow's behavior." After recording several times, Klein finally nodded with satisfaction and passed the edited picture to The Hanged Man.

...

At night, Alger threw off the sailors who went to the casino and the red theater to vent, and came out of the city alone. The Sequence Five's physique was enough for him to get out of the car on the narrow and rugged road. Soon after, he realized that a question--

Why did the originally familiar landform suddenly change?

If there is no problem with his memory, there should be a mountain here!

Did you get lost?

Alger frowned, searched his memory for a moment, and finally recalled what the church deacon had told him—

Gehrman Sparrow nearly destroyed Bayam, and it seems that demigods were involved in that...

Thinking of this, Argel couldn't help but adjust his heart to the pyramid composed of members of the Tarot Society, once again raising the status of the world.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded——

"Young, you should be the Hanged Man, right?"

Hearing this, Alger froze for a moment, and then twisted his neck at an extremely slow speed. Then, he saw a handsome young man, and in his hand, a gold coin was constantly being tossed.

Alger's dynamic vision instantly captured the symbol representing Mister Fool on the gold coin and the image of the demon holding a chain, and took a deep breath:

"Are you a devil?"

"Yes, but I don't mean to hide my identity, so if you want, you can call me Snow. Snow von Penredax, this is my name." Snow smiled kindly, Alger maintained his somewhat indifferent expression, nodded and said:

"Alger..."

Before the words fell, Alger suddenly felt a move, turned his head sideways,

Looking not far away, next to the relatively well-preserved cemetery, in the dark environment under a giant tree, a figure was quickly outlined.

He pressed the top hat on his head and slowly raised his head, not Gehrman Sparrow, who could it be?

"You came later than I thought." Snow greeted with a smile, Klein restrained the corners of his eyes that he wanted to jump, and pretended to be indifferent:

"We agreed on this time."

The conversation between the two was very brief, even with Gehrman's icy tone, Alger still sounded a bit familiar, and the two in front of them both had an indescribable strong aura, which made Alger. Jie's pride in being a Sequence Five disappeared instantly.

He took two steps forward with the lantern, looked at Gehrman Sparrow, and said deliberately:

"The traces you left here may not disappear for hundreds or thousands of years."

"You should say this to Mr. Demon." Gehrman glanced at Snow indifferently, even with a bit of dissatisfaction.

Argel was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then turned to look at Snow, only to see Snow spread his hands and said:

"In the end, it was you who caused it, and I helped you anyway, so I wouldn't ask me to help you carry the warrants, right? I'm not like you alone and your family is not hungry, but I have them in Bayam. Industrial!"

"..." Alger looked at the two who seemed to be tit-for-tat, but in reality the industry was blowing each other's backs, and suddenly felt that he was a little redundant.

He didn't show his shock and astonishment, and he didn't dare to try too much, instead he asked:

"Let's go to that pristine island now?"

When Snow heard the words, he turned his head to look at Klein and said:

"I'm coming or are you coming?"

Klein suddenly felt a little regretful. If it was just Mr. Hanged Man, he would have no psychological pressure to play Gehrman. However, Mr. Devil is someone who has known him since Tingen. In such a person who knows his true nature. , even playing a ruthless adventurer in front of people who have seen his women's clothes, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

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However, he still had to act. He stretched out his hand and pressed the brim of his hat slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Come on."

"What do you mean? Demons can also use teleportation abilities?" Alger was stunned for a moment, when he saw Snow suddenly stretch out his hands and stab the air with force, and a crack appeared in the air. It unfolded slowly under the power of both hands and formed an illusory gate within three seconds.

The island shrouded in the deposited fog reflected on the other end of the door. Although there was an illusory door, Alger recognized the island at a glance.

Before Alger could speak, a hand was placed on his shoulder. The next moment, the scene in front of him quickly passed, and when he opened his eyes again, the three of them landed on the edge of the deep and dark forest.