Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

The sound of the "mysterious symbol" attracted Klein's attention.

Klein shifted his gaze slowly.

"Who told you there could only be one of these?"

Depend on!

Does Tianzun have other magic weapons?

Klein felt a flash of lightning flash through his mind.

Are there human souls in other "magic weapons"?

Does the ancient sun god also possess a mysterious object similar to the gray fog space?

The Elf King is like Roselle. He is not a "fortune teller", "apprentice", or "thief". He is unable to exert the power of the gray fog, and then was killed by the ancient sun god and his power was taken back?

Why didn't the Elf King and Roselle choose the paths of "Fortune Teller", "Apprentice" and "Thief"?

Klein felt that he was really "lucky" to be a fortune teller.

"What path to choose..."

"The Church of Steam doesn't have a corresponding way, but the Church of Night does. In the Second Era, there is no chance to choose. Extraordinary characteristics are all randomly selected."

"Mysterious Symbol" smiled.

The humans of the Second Era didn’t think this way... Klein asked in the same way he would deal with Zaratul’s historical projection.

"What is your current state? Waiting for resurrection? In need of the extraordinary properties of the Storm Path?"

Klein found himself feeling helpless when he found that he couldn't expel the other party.

He didn't know how much of his affairs had been seen. If he could drive the other party away by giving up the Scepter of Poseidon, that would be fine. Anyway, the Tyrant Path now already has the Sequence 0 Lord of Storms.

"My status?"

"You don't need to worry about me."

"My resurrection has already been completed."

Hearing this answer, Klein, who was above the gray fog, tensed up and felt his scalp tingling again.

Before Klein could respond, the mysterious symbol floating in the air burst into brilliant starlight and transformed into a silver-haired elf with a silver pendant on his chest. There was a gray mist and a silver snake in his eyes.

"Klein, we have met again after a long time. Can we just treat each other as old acquaintances?"

Lin Nuo snapped his fingers, and the bookshelves, storage cabinets, tables, chairs, and beds that were originally hidden appeared one by one.

The empty second floor of gray fog, except for the central light gate and six light pillars, the rest of the place was separated into independent rooms by the air walls vaguely formed by the gray fog. The two now appeared in a place similar to a reception room.

"Please take a seat. Would you like a cup of tea?"

Lin Nuo sat in a high-back chair and began to make tea skillfully.

"Lin...Linuo?"

Klein felt a little unfamiliar with the elf in front of him, but after hearing the familiar voice, he immediately reacted.

"Isn't my name obvious?"

"Ah, I almost forgot. I have distorted the pronunciation and letters of the North and South continents since the Second Era."

"Although the Chinese is Lino, when translated into Loen language, it is just a bunch of distorted letters pieced together into a garbled code, and even the pronunciation and meaning are very different..."

"You know what? When I created the Elvish language, it was already very simple. When the giants and dragons copied the Elvish language, they simplified it again. When Hermes invented the ancient Hermes language based on the giant language and dragon language, he simplified it again on this basis. The entire ancient Hermes language is made up of symbols made up of thick dots and line segments starting from thick dots. I can't even muster the desire to learn it when I see it."

Lin Nuo bluntly complained about Hermes's lack of care at the time.

Those are not hieroglyphs, they are just matchstick characters put together to make up the numbers.

Although they mainly copy the natural way of communicating using language.

"you..."

Klein looked at Lino who was belittling Hermes. He wanted to say something, but he felt very powerless.

He had never tried the other party's method of manipulating the gray fog to form an air wall. Then he thought that Lin Nuo had long ago mastered the ability to materialize objects on the gray fog. Every time the other party came to the gray fog, he never had to bear the cost of spiritual energy.

Klein's eyes were a little empty, and he fell backwards into the gray fog at his feet. The sounds in his ears seemed to fade away. He looked at the gray sky above his head... which seemed to be vast and infinite... and felt... that his heart was finally dead.

......

East Balam, a secret underground mausoleum.

What was once a restricted area for living people now has a bronze portal leading directly to the interior.

Rivers emitting a cold and chilly aura surrounded the pitch-black coffin.

These are the Styx rivers that were brought over from hell. The space here has almost been assimilated with the underworld.

Lin Nuo walked through the bronze gate that exuded an ancient atmosphere. He directly crossed the heavy layout inside and outside the mausoleum and appeared next to the coffin in the core of the mausoleum. Thin black tubes extended from his palms and spread into the coffin in front of him.

boom!

"Lord Death?"

The coffin lid was opened, and an old priest covered in yellowish oil crawled out.

An illusory black sickle appeared in Lin Nuo's hand. Upon closer inspection, this sickle was exactly the same as the uniqueness of the Goddess of Night's Goddess of Death, except that the uniqueness was unique. So what appeared in Lin Nuo's hand was only a projection of some of the characteristics of the uniqueness. However, after this projection was combined with the power of the God of Death that Lin Nuo had stolen, and using supernatural awakening to deceive reality, it really took on some of the meaning of the uniqueness of the God of Death.

"I am not Salinger."

Lin Nuo did not pretend to be the Hades. His breath was very cold, except for the faint vitality emitted from the string of bone relics on his wrist. He almost looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"I have felt your breath."

"You are the new Lord of the Underworld, the King of Hell, and the Monarch of the Kingdom of Death."

Heiter knelt down devoutly, as if he was worshiping the god of death in his mind.

If possible, he certainly hopes to resurrect the Hades.

But as long as it is not the Goddess of Night who rules the underworld and settles in Calderon City, and the power of the God of Death is not monopolized by the Goddess of Night, and there is another great being who possesses the power of the God of Death, then he is willing to follow this being, to make the name of the God of Death great again and to get the Spirit Cult out of its current embarrassing situation.

Lin Nuo's eyes swept over the angel kneeling before Him.

He knelt very quickly, without showing any loyalty to the Hades and the courage to die rather than surrender.

If he resists, Lin Nuo can follow the connection, turn him into a secret doll, and then change the container for the spirit that is parasitic in Sauron's body.

Lin Nuo stretched out his hand to Haiter who was kneeling on the ground. Haiter's body trembled a little. He hesitated for a moment, but finally he was intimidated by the suppressive force coming from the other party and did not dare to resist. The suppression from the authority of the god of death was absolutely real.

Lin Nuo established a connection through the authority of the God of Death and began to use his own power to pollute Haitel. The pollution in his body from the backlash of the artificial God of Death was gradually removed, and his white feathers fell off one by one, like a new life. Instead, the pollution from the gray fog was subtly integrated into him. It would be very easy for the master of Sefirah Castle to transform him into a secret doll later.

"Thank you for your mercy, my great god of death!"

After Haitel found that the erosion he suffered from the Eternal Darkness tributary had disappeared, he continued to lower his head to the ground, and his voice trembled slightly. He was able to eliminate the abnormal state in his body caused by the artificial god of death. This ruler of the underworld who possessed some of the power of the god of death would definitely be the next god of death!

Goddess of the Night?

Does He also want to compete with his great Lord for the authority of death?

He has lost too much!

Chapter 449 Do You Understand?

"When did you know that?"

"Did you know this when I held my first Tarot Club?"

After Klein lay there for a long time, he finally couldn't escape reality anymore. He suppressed the shame of carving out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment in the gray fog, and asked with a vague look in his eyes and a somewhat sad and angry voice.

He now thought about how he had acted like a big shot in front of his lover time and time again, and how he had watched his lover being respectful to him time and time again. He had an urge to destroy the entire world. Why...why don't you guys who are in the early batch learn from Russell and write a diary!

You can also move above the gray fog, why didn't you say so earlier?

"You think too much. I was actually quite nervous when you first pulled me above the gray fog."

"Until I obtain the Book of Calamities and become a demigod before you, there will be no secrets here for me."

Lin Nuo poured Klein a cup of tea. He gestured that even if he was just a spirit, he could taste the coldness, warmth and flavor.

"Are you the Elf King?"

Klein seemed to have thought of something and asked again.

"If there is no other person who claims to be the Elf King, then I should be the one."

Lin Nuo thought for a moment and answered seriously.

"You were resurrected in Lin Nuo's body?"

Klein's expression was not very good. He was obviously thinking about the relationship between Zhou Mingrui and Klein. He accepted his own changes very quickly, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he had to accept that a member of his Tarot Club had been possessed and merged with someone else.

"No, the process of our resurrection is different. You were resurrected through a corpse, while I was reborn through reincarnation. Then I picked up the extraordinary characteristics of my previous life, awakened my memory, and my strength steadily improved."

Lin Nuo laughed twice.

He knew Klein's little thoughts, but he followed the regular reincarnation process, not Klein's. His spirit body was still Klein Moretti's, and he didn't become Zhou Mingrui's. He should thank the magical Source Castle Light Gate. Otherwise, the spirit body and the body would not match. Any extraordinary person who came from the two paths of black and death could summon the spirit body directly...

We should also thank the goddess of night for providing the mysterious blessing that protects against dreaming and spirit communication.

Otherwise...Klein wouldn't even be able to get past Dunn.

So don’t say that your seniors didn’t take care of you. The upgrade route has been clearly arranged for you.

Forehead...

Klein felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the words "resurrection through a corpse".

He really shouldn't have brought this up.

Klein tried to change the subject and asked:

"You came to the second level of the gray fog after becoming a secret mage?"

"What are those six strange beams of light? Why do they look familiar to me?"

"The God War Relics...are some of the divine power collected from the dangerous sea east of the Sonia Sea."

"These divine powers, combined with this magical space, can barely exert an omnipotent effect and satisfy all reasonable or unreasonable prayers of believers."

"At least it won't happen that when your believer is injured, you find yourself in an embarrassing situation where you don't have a seal with healing power and can't provide help in time."

Lin Nuo's words once again hit Klein's sore spot.

Klein now finally understood why Lin Nuo wanted to go to the ruins of the God War, but could all that divine power be collected artificially? Wasn't the Elf King an ancient god of storm power? Did he have this ability?

Wait... Klein looked at the silver pendant on Lin Nuo's chest and saw the white jade dice spinning inside. He blurted out:

"The Elf King still has the authority over the Path of Destiny?"

"You were the previous owner of the uniqueness of destiny, weren't you?"

"You mean the dice of probability?"

"This is what the ancient sun god burst out of me."

"There aren't many records about the power of destiny in the records of the City of Silver. In that era when storms were powerful enough to crush everything, the fluctuations of destiny would always be inadvertently covered by tsunamis."

Lin Nuo didn't think there was anything abnormal. How could provoking fate please Ola more physically and mentally than punching him in the flesh?

"Storm Path and Destiny Path are not adjacent, right?"

"Can you still maintain your sanity when you mix these two paths like this?"

Klein suddenly felt that it was understandable that the Elf King did not leave a diary. Could he force a madman to write a diary every day to record how he became ill?

"It doesn't matter if you go crazy once in a while. It's others who will suffer anyway."

To be honest, Lin Nuo still misses the happy life when he could open his eyes every day and beat up whoever he wanted.

Before the fall of Lilith, the elves had a certain degree of dominance on land, sea and air. There was not much difference between fighting in the sky and fighting on the sea. After the fall of Lilith, the Elf King had to prepare for the battle against the ancient sun god, and his sphere of influence gradually began to shrink, withdrawing from the sky and land.

"Will Auceptin also knows your identity?"

"He didn't allow you to take away the uniqueness of destiny just for the sake of the Fool, did he?"

When Klein said the words "the fool's face", his voice was very low.

"The fool's face is also a very important factor."

"and..."

"He was once the god of luck."