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In an unknown world, in the east of the Northern Continent, in the Kingdom of Loen, in the bathroom of a certain house in Backlund.

A young man with black hair and brown hair, wearing an exquisite dress, with a thin body, delicate features, and a bookish air all over his body. Only the abrupt beard on his lips and chin ruined the overall sense of coordination.

Four steps, still muttering silently...

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

"The God of Fortune and Prosperity Xuanhuang."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

After walking four steps and reciting in silence, the young man closed and opened his eyes. After a murmur that seemed like an abyss, the figure appeared in a gray mist.

The gray mist flows like water, dotted with dark red "stars". Some of them are large, some are small, some are hidden in the depths, and some are floating on the surface.

Surrounded by the "stars", towering stone pillars stand here. Above the stone pillars is a broad dome, with countless strange reliefs and murals carved and painted on it. The whole building is like

It is the royal palace of the legendary giants. It is spectacular, majestic, majestic and uncanny. It is difficult to imagine what kind of people can create such a wonder...

In other words, the person who created this spectacle is not human at all...

And right under the magnificent dome, surrounded by gray mist, there is a long bronze table with ten high-backed chairs on the left and right. The same seats are also placed in the front and back. The backs of the chairs are shining brightly, with dark red and dark red outlines.

There are strange constellations that do not correspond to reality.

At the top of the long bronze table, standing on the huge throne, was the young man who had walked backwards to pray.

The young man's name is Klein Moretti, or Sherlock Moriarty, and he is the master of this gray fog space, well, at least for the time being.

Of course, at least in this Source Castle, or in the gray fog space, he is more accustomed to others calling him "The Fool".

Klein had just recently obtained the blasphemy card of the "Black Emperor" and was wanted by the church. At the same time, he also encountered the "Sun" possessed by the Worm of Time and wanted to invade above the gray fog. Although overall it went smoothly.

, but it can be said that I am surrounded by enemies everywhere, and my spirit is still in a relatively tense state.

But even under this tense situation, Klein also discovered a strange problem.

There seemed to be some inexplicable activity above the gray fog in the past two days, and information was constantly being fed back to him. This information was different from the abyss whispers that seemed to drive people crazy when it entered the recovery process. It was quite gentle, but sometimes quite

He was so impatient, as if some strange guy had invaded above the gray mist.

However, after several inspections, Klein found nothing wrong.

Moreover, Klein also has his own arrangements. There are a lot of things going on recently. He cannot waste his time on daily trips to the bathroom to check the gray fog. There have even been some rumors recently.

Mr. Charlotte, the great detective, has frequent urination, urgent urination and incontinence. His kidneys are overdrawn.

"Gan..."

Therefore, after a period of intermittent exploration, Klein could only try to ignore the mild feedback, considering his reputation and the issues that followed.

It wasn't until just now that that strange feeling reached its peak again, and Klein couldn't help but enter the bathroom to investigate again.

Just looking at the situation, it seems like this trip was in vain.

Perceiving nothing unusual in the gray fog, Klein frowned.

"Did Amon's invasion have any negative impact on Gray Fog?"

"But it shouldn't be, he didn't even come in..."

After pondering for a long time and unable to guess what happened, Klein had no choice but to pull open his sleeves and reveal a yellow crystal pendulum to start divination.

As for why you don't just enjoy dream divination, just kidding, the consequences of dream divination for matters involving the True God or the King of Angels have already been tried by Klein.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of having his soul burned by the sun's flames again.

Especially this Amon has shown signs of intruding into the gray mist before. If this divination allows the other party to find a way to "breathe" into the gray mist, wouldn't he give up?

"The changes in the gray mist will cause harm to me..."

Exhaling a breath, Klein untied the pendulum from his wrist, took out a piece of parchment and spread it on the table. He held it firmly with his left hand and let the citrine pendant hang in the position where it was about to touch the parchment.

Then he closed his eyes and silently recited the content of his divination seven times. Finally, his eyes darkened and the pendulum in his hand began to rotate slightly.

The pendulum finally turned counterclockwise, indicating denial, and the changes in the gray mist would not cause harm to him.

Seeing such a result, Klein couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Source Castle is above the gray fog in Klein's cognition, but it is his biggest guarantee for survival, revenge and return home. If something goes wrong with this thing, Klein really doesn't know what to do.

"Of course, if something goes wrong, I probably won't be able to stop it..."

Helplessly laughing at himself, Klein looked back at the gray mist that was billowing under the throne, and then imagined that his body was falling and leaving the gray mist.

And the moment Klein just left.

"stop"

A figure suddenly jumped from the sky, passed through layers of fog, and seemed to be landing on the gray fog.

However, in front of that figure, the magnificent "Giant Castle" above the gray fog seemed to not exist at all. It passed directly without any hindrance, and everything that appeared above the gray fog was just like everything.

It was just fake, and it didn’t have any impact on the whereabouts of the figure...

The figure passed through layers of darkness, passed through the gray fog, passed through layers of abyss-like murmurs, and finally landed on the ground, half-kneeling on the ground.

Looking at the coquettish blue skin and this "Terminator" landing, it is obvious that this is our protagonist Xiao Yiren.

"Ah, bah, bah, damn, you didn't even let me go in to take a look at Origin Castle. After all, I came down from above, so I won't even give you any face..."

Standing up from the ground and patting the dust on his body when he landed on the ground, Xiao Yiren silently complained about the ruthlessness of the Source Castle side, who threw himself out just because he was not the third path of the Source Castle, while not forgetting to observe the surroundings.

environment.

After just a set of observations, Xiao Yiren is absolutely certain that the world he is in now is the world of the novel "Lord of Mysteries".

And the place where he was just now was the golden finger of Ketok Lain, the protagonist of the Lord of Mysteries, and the back-up plan for the resurrection of the mastermind behind the scenes - Source Castle.

However, it seems that because Xiao Yiren chose the "General Knowledge" sequence before, instead of being a diviner, apprentice or thief, he was not recognized by the Source Castle and was directly thrown away.

"Forget it, never mind..."

He shook his head, ignoring these small things that had nothing to do with his journey, and began to look around.

There is still a gray mist around, but it is different from the deep and vast space above the Source Castle. The haze here is like the most ordinary haze. It neither blocks Xiao Yiren's sight nor blocks Xiao Yiren's progress. No matter how Xiao Yiren acts, the surrounding people

Gray Mist didn't even take any action.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Xiao Yiren couldn't help but scratch his head.

"So where is this! In the original book, I haven't heard of any other way to come out of Source Castle other than reincarnation..."

After thinking about it for a long time, he carefully recalled the various arrangements of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" in the Lord of Mysteries, and based on this, he speculated that he was currently in three seconds.

"Snapped"

Looking at the wooden stick he threw on the ground, Xiao Yiren raised his leg without hesitation and walked forward in the direction pointed by the wooden stick.

Just kidding, it’s okay if you ask Xiao Yiren to carefully plan and capture every detail, and let him use the small clues that may or may not exist in each story to connect with the overall social situation to restore one arrangement after another that spans tens of millions of years.

It's better to spare him. He really hasn't used his brain properly for many years since he traveled through the Terra game series.

It's enough to be a fun-loving person, not to be a conspirator...

…

Although Xiao Yiren was walking blindly, fortunately the gray fog didn't want to keep anyone around and moved forward slowly. Soon Xiao Yiren saw the end of the gray fog.

But before he could step out of the gray fog, Xiao Yiren heard a tsunami-like sound of prayer echoing around him.

The language of that voice is very strange. It is not Chinese, not English, not Latin. Even in other worlds, none of the various cosmic languages ​​​​can match it...

But Xiao Yiren is not surprised by this. After all, according to the description in the original work of the Master of Mysteries, although this place is still the earth, it has gone through vicissitudes of life. The original history and country no longer exist. What English? What? Except for a few parts

"Inheritance" is regarded as a back-up in the "heaven", and has basically been completely covered up by the back waves.

Nowadays, the roads in the east, west, south and north continents all have their own newly derived languages. The popular languages ​​in the extraordinary world are also ancient Hermes, Hermes, Giants, Elf...

It's normal for Xiao Yiren not to understand these things. I can find a scumbag to shoot him as a prop later and extract some things, which should be quick.

However, what shocked Xiao Yiren was not the obviously low voice but the roaring and tsunami-like prayer, but the faint whisper that came from the surrounding gray mist...

"Fusheng...Xuanhuang...Tianzun..."

Only then did Xiao Yiren realize where he had appeared.

"I didn't expect that people who were thrown down without entering Source Castle would actually end up in the Land Abandoned by the Gods. It seems that it is not completely unreasonable for the original Creator to let the people of Moon City look here..."

Touching his chin, Xiao Yiren finally understood where he was.

The Land Abandoned by the Gods is the end of the Sunia Sea on Earth, the Lord of Mysteries. It is a continent that evolved from Europe and West Asia. It was the Eastern Continent in the Extraordinary Era. After the "Great Catastrophe" of the Third Age, it was isolated from the North and South Continents and was separated by the original

The Creator's "negative demon fetus" and the "Fallen Creator" sealed off the continent into a continent without sun, moon, or stars, only unchanging darkness and curse.

The curse of darkness has blocked the sight of the gods. There is nothing but despair, curse, thunder and darkness.

The most terrible thing is that you can't go out normally in this ghost place. People who stay here can only endure hunger, cold, fear, and the abstract and ugly cursed monsters wandering around day after day.

The torment that you and your companions may turn into ugly monsters at any time...

"Of course there's also Amon..."

Seeing that the group of guys in front of him who had different looks, and could even be said to be weird, had inexplicably changed their appearance, he took out a monocle from nowhere and put it on his right eye, and stood up from the ground.

He stood up and looked at his guys. Xiao Yiren, who had just walked out of the gray fog, saw that the hairs on his body stood up instantly and he turned around to run away.

What are you kidding? There is such a high amount of "mist" in the air, why are you kidding?

Damn it, the King of Angels is betting on a rookie who has just entered Sequence Nine and just stepped out of the spawn point. Aren't you ashamed?

Now there is Amon in front of him, on the left is Amon, on the right is Amon, and the crow flying in the sky has turned into Amon. Xiao Yiren has reason to suspect that the earthworm struggling hard under his feet and the dung beetle family living peacefully

It's also Amon, and behind is the gray mist. If you don't run this way, how long will it take?

"Gan, I just came..."

"bump"

However, there was originally a normal gray fog behind Xiao Yiren. At this moment, it seemed to have turned into a thick city wall, firmly stopping Xiao Yiren in place, which directly cut off Xiao Yiren's escape route.

Xiao Yiren's face turned livid as the thick, unbelievable gray mist hit him. He quickly turned his head and looked at the "group of Amon" approaching quickly with a wicked smile on his face, and hurriedly swore a curse word.

"Fuck! Heartless!"

After saying the curse word, Xiao Yiren could clearly see that his body seemed to be broken down into pieces of pixels. Colors that did not belong to Xiao Yiren were stacked, extended, and covered from his feet to his body one after another.

This change occurs from bottom to top, from the inside out.

An inexplicable and strange feeling came to Xiao Yiren's heart.

"Who am I? I am Xiao Yiren? I am Amon?"

Inexplicably, Xiao Yiren reached out and grabbed the void, and a delicate monocle appeared in his hand.

When his eyes were closed and opened, the monocle was already placed on Xiao Yiren's right eye.

Well, it seems a bit wrong to say that Xiao Yiren is Xiao Yiren now. Therefore, Xiao Yiren at this time does not have the classic skin of blue skin, goggles and white coat, black slightly curly hair, and black piercings.

, wearing a black pointed hat that appeared out of nowhere, with a thin and delicate face, a black robe, leather boots, and a clock-hand-shaped belt, as if he was Amon.

The next moment, Xiao Yiren opened his eyes again, with a cynical and teasing smile on his lips, and murmured to the Amons in front of him.

"I... am Amon..."