Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 736 Miracle
"The new 'Black Emperor'?"

Mr. Men was stunned for a moment, as if he was lost in a long-lost memory. After a while, he came back to his senses and nodded slightly to Russell.

"Are you Russell Gustave?"

"I didn't expect you to get rid of the pollution of the 'original moon' in this way. You are very courageous."

"After reaching a high sequence, dying once is indeed the best way to solve one's own problems. In this regard, Miracle Masters have a great advantage."

After sighing for a while, he returned to Russell's question:
"When you and I established contact, I had already been almost completely contaminated by the 'Original Moon'. Only very rarely was I able to regain some sanity. Most of the time, I didn't even know what I had said to you."

"I know, but unfortunately, I know it too late." Russell shook his head and sighed, then ended the topic:
"Let's get started quickly. I can't leave the astral realm for too long. Otherwise, the guy approaching the ruler of the astral realm will notice something unusual and make some guesses."

As he spoke, the brass book in his hand was already filled with densely packed silver-white words. He began to flip to the first half of the page, and golden laws emerged:

"This place is suitable for digesting potions."

"This place is suitable for the dead to return."

As one law after another appeared to modify the underlying rules, the "Master of Secret Puppetry" characteristics contained in Mr. "Gate" began to dissolve, digested bit by bit, and he himself began to break away from the state of historical projection and evolve into a real, independent individual.

A crudely cut paper figure fell from the endless gray fog and landed directly on Mr. Door, grafting a state of death onto Him.

The aura on His body weakened in an instant, and His figure became illusory and transparent, as if He was about to disappear. However, He was constrained by the rules around Him and could not truly die and return to the gaps in history.

Grayish-white dots of light emerged from His body and drilled into history like wriggling worms.

Above the gray fog, Klein noticed this scene and breathed a sigh of relief:
"When it comes to twisting and exploiting the rules, the 'Black Emperor' can also achieve the same 'fraud' effect as the 'error'."

As he sighed, Klein used the power of the "curtain" to connect the gray fog and the place where Mr. "Door" was. In an instant, the gray fog above the entire "Source Castle" began to boil and surge.

“This is a place where history lives in the present.”

Roselle, holding the brass book of Trosost, chanted a sentence in a low voice, and the corresponding words appeared on the brass book.

As this rule appeared, the brass book in Roselle's hand fell silent as if it had run out of energy. He nodded to Renekton and said:

"This rule only lasts three seconds."

After saying this, His figure quickly faded and disappeared, and He returned to the Kingdom of God in the Star Realm.

Above the gray fog, Klein had already foreseen a miracle of resurrection from the dead through his extraordinary characteristics.

During the period when history and the present overlap, transparent insects continue to emerge from the mist of history and gather inside the body of Mr. "Door", whose figure has become faint and transparent.

Mr. Door's figure quickly solidified, and a layer of illusory doors made of brilliant starlight emerged around him, reflecting his eyes, stabilizing his aura and stopping at the level of Sequence Three.

At this moment, Klein felt a strong feedback from helping others realize their wishes, which greatly accelerated the digestion of the "Miracle Worker" potion in his body. He only needed a little bit to completely digest it.

This was not feedback from a member of the Abraham family, but a wish of Mr. Door. As his thoughts floated, he heard Mr. Door's words:

“Getting away from pollution and madness has been my strongest and only desire for a long time.”

"As a 'Miracle Master', you should have felt this feedback and digested a large part of the potion through it."

Klein finished grafting the gray fog and casually threw out a paper figure, letting it fall in front of Mr. Men, thereby bringing down some of his will.

Paper Man Klein stretched out his hand and pulled in the air. A wall inlaid with a fireplace, floor, sofa, and crystal chandelier appeared out of thin air.

Paper Man Klein extended his hand as if inviting someone to come and said, "You may still have a lot of questions. Let's sit down and talk."

"Okay." Mr. Men nodded and found a red sofa nearby to sit down.

Before Klein could speak, He smiled and sighed:
"Although you are still only a 'Miracle Master', your mastery and understanding of the 'Fool' path is already very deep. At least in my opinion, your operation just now is no worse than that of Antigonus in the past."

"Through the use and fraud of the rules, I will not return directly to the historical void after death, so that my existence has a foundation. Then my spirit, will, and emotions will be grafted onto the characteristics of the 'Master of Secret Puppetry', and a miracle will be prepaid so that its resurrection after death can become the real me."

"This way of using rules reminds me of Amon. It's very much his style."

Klein nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over Renekton who was sitting quietly beside him. I only thought of this operation after being reminded. I can only say that some people understand my path better than I do. After muttering in his heart, Klein continued, "I don't have any extra miracle worker characteristics. You need to find them yourself, complete the ritual, and then accommodate them."

"That's no problem." Mr. Door nodded slightly, and after a brief pause, he continued to ask, "I want to know, what price did Abraham pay for this?"

"Everyone's wish, and the ownership of two Level 0 Sealed Objects for a period of time."

“As for the rest, I need you to help me fight Amon. He is already the True God of both Error and Gate. Before he becomes the real Fool, it will be difficult for me to fight against him.”

Klein spoke of his current predicament without hiding anything.

"No problem." Mr. Door nodded, then looked at Renekton.

Feeling Mr. Door's gaze, Renekton laughed and said:

"My requirements remain unchanged. As the end of the world approaches, the problem of insufficient manpower becomes more and more obvious. I need manpower to stabilize the situation while promoting social development. The progress of civilization will give me substantial power, which is very important to me."

While speaking, he directly transmitted the corresponding information to Mr. "Door"'s mind, which was a faster and more concise communication than words.

After a brief silence to digest the information, Mr. Door nodded solemnly and said:

“It may seem tiring, but for someone who has been trapped in darkness and storms for thousands of years, interacting with people frequently is also a pleasant thing.”

After a brief exchange of ideas and a consensus was reached, Mr. Door stood up and saluted solemnly to Klein and Renekton before saying:
"I need to go back to the Abraham family first and take care of the follow-up of this matter."

"Having lost my uniqueness and my status as an angel, I need to change my honorific name, otherwise the prayers directed to me may be stolen by Amon."

As the words fell, pieces of bright starlight flew out from the void, quickly constructing an illusory door, which included the figure of Mr. "Door" and disappeared in an instant.

The Abraham family, Lawrence and his men had just taken out the two level 0 seals in the family's possession, and were preparing to have Lawrence, who had the highest sequence, deliver them to Fors.

In front of the Elders' Council members who had not yet had time to leave, countless starlight poured out from various directions, quickly converging to form a starry door.

A middle-aged man dressed in classical aristocratic style, with a stern face and blue eyes walked out of the Starlight Gate.

His gaze paused for a long time on several members of the Elders Council of the Abraham Family, and then he let out a heavy breath and said:

"Send a message to the family members scattered around the world that I have returned. From now on, you don't have to hide your identities or scatter around the world."

"If there are people who want to maintain the current stable status quo, we respect their opinions, but we need to keep some attention. As the end of the world approaches, various extraordinary events will become more and more frequent. As Abraham, it is difficult to completely avoid this potential risk."

"Ancestor, you, you are truly resurrected!"

The first person to react was Verdu Garcia, who was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked unexcited and somewhat wary as he looked at Mr. "Door" in front of him, who seemed to have walked out of a portrait preserved in his family.

The mystical connection derived from blood made it easy for him to determine that the person in front of him belonged to the Abraham family, but his long period of vigilance made him maintain a certain degree of suspicion.

Mr. Men nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, if you need to be sure, you can recite my name, but only now."

"My authority and characteristics have been stolen by Amon. He may not care too much about it now, but if someone keeps chanting my name, He will notice it and look at me along with the prayer."

"I understand." Verdu Garcia nodded repeatedly, and looked at Lawrence and others behind him with a veiled gaze. Then he clasped his hands together, placed them in front of his mouth and nose, closed his eyes, and prayed in a low voice:

"The great Gate of All Doors, the guide to the endless starry sky, the key to all mysterious worlds."

As the last sentence fell, a pure, twinkling starry sky suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the figure of Mr. "Men" emerged among the starlight.

He opened his eyes subconsciously, and the figure emerging from the starlight overlapped with Mr. "Door" in front of him. They were the same person!

Verdu Garcia looked at Mr. Door in front of him with great excitement, and his voice suddenly choked up:

"Ancestor, you are finally back!"

(End of this chapter)