Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

At around eight o'clock in the evening, before Klein fell asleep, an illusory prayer sounded in his ears, and he immediately got up and stepped into the Kingdom of God.

Miss Justice has just developed a new usage of Mister Fool. She holds a notebook and asks Mr. Fool to provide a third-party power for magic mirror divination.

When I was in Sequence Nine, the divination price was 8 pence. Now that I have Sequence Six, the price should be increased to at least 8 pounds. Klein thought about it casually, and fed back the screen obtained by divination to Miss Justice.

Klein waited on the gray mist for another half a minute, preventing Miss Justice from having other demands. He habitually tapped on the edge of the long bronze table. He suddenly had an idea.

Klein straightened his body, skillfully embodied pen and paper, and wrote the divination statement:

"The source of the black honeycomb spots on this dirt in my hand."

After finishing writing, he formed in his left hand the strange piece of soil brought out from the ruins under the sea that he had only seen carefully today.

Ready, Klein leaned back.

In the gray mist, the picture stagnated for several seconds before blurring into shape. At the same time, Klein felt that his spirituality was rapidly being consumed. If he hadn't already reached Sequence Six, he might have been spiritually exhausted before seeing the picture.

The picture was still quite blurry. He vaguely saw a huge steel monster entrenched above the surface of the sea, and under the surface of the sea, there seemed to be thick pillars piercing directly into the bottom of the sea.

The picture quickly collapsed, Klein frowned slightly, and his fingers began to tap rhythmically again.

It's too blurry, I can't see clearly, but why do I always have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and a sense of creepiness, but why can't I remember where I saw it? I am a fortune-teller, this It shouldn't be.

The Genie said that the answer will affect my mood, so what will affect me? What could make me unhappy other than losing the thickness of my wallet? and also……

The figure sitting at the head of the long bronze table suddenly trembled slightly, and Klein remembered where he might have seen such a scene. Although he was not sure, his intuition told him that it was very likely to be the truth.

"Don't panic, don't think about it, there is no definite evidence yet, so we can't make a conclusion on this."

It took Klein a long time to calm down. He thought of the transparent staircase that seemed to lead to heaven. He had a vague realization that as long as he walked up the stairs, he would know the truth of everything.

Returning to reality, Klein couldn't sleep. He walked out of the cabin to the deck, and found that Frank, who had made a lot of noise in the morning, was sitting alone on the side of the boat.

Hearing the voice behind him, Frank turned his head, and Klein saw a silver scale fish in Frank's mouth.

It seems that the Genie didn't come to tease Frank tonight, Klein thought silently.

As soon as Frank saw Klein, he immediately let go of the fish and stood up. Blood-red liquid flowed out from the gap in the fish's body and dripped onto the side of the boat.

Frank glanced at it, and muttered: "Once this kind of wine fish is opened, you have to drink it all. You can't close the lid like a wine barrel. This needs to be improved."

Then he raised his head, grinned, and gave Klein a big smile.

"Gehrman, my friend, I have a commission."

"You know, I'm a pirate. I spend most of my time at sea and can't stay on land for a long time. My experiment needs a believer in the original moon. I want to ask you to help me find one."

What did the believers of the original moon do wrong, it will be used as research material by you, a mad scientist.

In a blink of an eye, Klein recalled that Emlyn the Moon had only prayed to Mr. Fool to report the latest developments of the Blood Race in the past few days, including that he was going to participate in a hunting competition against the Primordial Moon Believers.

"To live or to die?"

Klein still had a cold face, confirming to Frank with his expression unchanged.

If I just need some corpses or some flesh and blood, I can buy them from Emlyn and use the waste. The method is to use Fool's logistics to transfer.

"Huh? Haha, living is of course the best, but it may be difficult. If possible, some flesh and blood will do. I can study it first."

"it is good."

Klein replied lightly.

Frank seemed very happy. Gehrman was indeed a good person. Not only did he not think his idea was absurd, but he asked his needs seriously and offered help enthusiastically.

"Would you like to take a sip, my new achievement, wine taste, full-bodied and nutritious."

Frank happily invited his good friend to drink, but Klein ruthlessly refused.

"I don't drink at night."

Klein quickly made up a reason, and shifted his gaze from Frank's face to the distant place in front of the future, pretending to be attracted by the huge waves rolled up by the hurricane and the silver-white lightning like a torrential rain, and forcibly ended the conversation with Frank. Discussion of the future direction of his research results.

Then, Klein really saw something strange. Right on the edge of the storm, a huge black monster suddenly appeared where the sea and the sky meet.

Klein stared curiously at the thing that looked like a sea monster. The Future was approaching quickly, and Klein quickly recognized it. It was a strange sailing ship even bigger than the Future. Like a dark crescent moon hanging in the sky in a horror story.

"Death number!"

Frank put away his smile, his expression as tense as his muscles.

The low sound of the horn suddenly sounded on the Future, and all the crew members became active, and the entire Future immediately entered a state of combat readiness.

Cattleya stood by the window, staring solemnly at the Death, until the Future passed by, and gradually opened up the distance.

Klein's thoughts, which had been churning non-stop since he saw the Death, finally stopped at the conclusion that "Admiral Star has quite a face".

I heard Frank let out a long breath, and said in a relaxed and smiling voice again:

"You said, can the undead king really live forever? What factors in his body have been transformed by the extraordinary ability? If I can study it, maybe I can solve the problem of my fish's short life cycle."

As he talked, Frank seemed to have a new inspiration, and he continued along the train of thought:

"If I can catch the believers of the original moon and cross them with fish, I may be able to get an excellent breed of fish with a long life cycle and strong reproductive ability."

You are so terrifying, thinking that the sea is filled with the roe and grandchildren of the undead king, I shudder.

"You can discuss this matter with him, and when I complete the commission, you can go there with the mission items."

Frank froze for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "Can the followers of the Primordial Moon make him want to mate? Can he get interested in fish?"

I'm afraid this must be a believer in the Mother Tree of Desire, Klein complained silently.

As soon as Frank finished speaking, he told the Death to suddenly turn its sails and chase after the Future.

At the same time, everyone on the Future heard sharp, harsh, malicious, continuous laughter.