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Chapter 68 Davarish and Amanisis
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How about it, have you guessed who I am?"

The slightly gentle smile and teasing question brought Klein back to his senses.

The man in front of him was wearing a typical Soviet military coat, with gray skin and a mixture of black and white hair. He looked to be only about thirty years old.

His facial features are deeply chiseled, his eyes are sunken, his pupils are amber green, and his face is resolute, as if he had walked out of the Siberian snowstorm.

Looks like some Intis characteristics.

But the reason why Klein was frightened was not because of these things. He felt the aura of the heir of God from the man in front of him!
But his current attitude puzzled Klein. There was no malice in his attitude, which was completely different from the deformed monster before.

Watching Klein gently clench the golden talisman in his right hand, he looked alert.

The man smiled and said a greeting that shocked Klein's spirit.

"Davarich, nice to meet you."

"Tongue-tickling? Wait! That's Russian!"

Klein was very familiar with the name Davarish.

Not only did he often use this name to address others among netizens, roommates, and friends in his past life, he and Lu Heng even used these four words to make fun of each other when chatting in a group.

The words "Nice to meet you" at the end surprised Klein even more.

He happened to have taken a general education course in Russian in college, and although he was just attending classes to get by, he was still very familiar with the most basic Russian sentences.

"The True Creator."

Klein looked at the man in the Soviet windbreaker in front of him with complicated eyes. He had some guesses in his mind.

"I'm sorry for what I did to you and your friends."

The ground was full of ruins and in a mess.

"The Banquet of Betrayal caused me to absorb a large amount of extremely negative emotions. Plus, I am the embodiment of humanity, so I fell into endless madness from the moment I was born."

The true Creator sighed, the development of many things was not as perfect as his original body had imagined.

Klein blinked and stared at him motionlessly.

"That talisman of yours has a lot of pure light on it. It helped me regain my sanity temporarily."

"It's just temporary."

The True Creator saw Klein's confusion and explained.

"How is that possible? Isn't that a descendant of God?"

Klein was a little dazed. What was going on?
"In many cases, there is no difference between the heir of God and God. One is all, and all is one."

The True Creator gave many vivid examples, such as Amon.

Klein understood a little. Amon could parasitize at will, so how could these gods not have some tricks up their sleeves?

At the same time, he was also frantically tagging Lu Heng in the group.

I am not a poor god: [Picture] (The Real Creator).

Plans cannot keep up with changes, and such a coincidence actually happened.

I am not the God of Poverty: @平平无奇普通人（Lu Heng）Brother Lu, what’s going on? (The cat is terrified)
Klein had already started the live broadcast, and the conversation between the two was watched by Lu Heng and Da Gu throughout.

Ace Pilot (Dagu): I have never seen such a situation. (Utt scratches his head)

Of course, those monsters are basically broken into pieces and cannot be broken any further, so how could there be a chance for them to transform?

Klein subconsciously recalled the scene in his memory.

Tiga is not Gaos...

Ordinary people: Holy crap! It really worked! (passersby spray water)
Well, it turned out to be Brother Lu’s operation.

The case was solved so quickly.

Ordinary people: I just had a sudden thought and added a little more light that contains purification, redemption, sublimation, etc. (Pedestrians are confused)
"Are you communicating with your friend?"

The true creator narrowed his eyes and said this out of the blue with a smile on his face.

"Don't be nervous, your expression and eyes are really too obvious."

The real creator spread his hands and soothed the angry cat.

The importance of the chat group is much greater than that of Sefirah Castle.

"I still need your help with my problems."

The True Creator expresses His kindness without any reservation.

He even sensed the aura of Sefirah Castle from Klein, which was not difficult for him.

Besides
There are quite a few familiar people looking at this place.

You said so, Adam, Amanesis...

Klein didn't pay attention to Zhenzao's subtle expression, but discussed the solution with Lu Heng in his mind.

Ordinary people: Let him come with Dunn, I will entertain him personally. (Passerby serious)

At least for now, it seems that Zhenzao is worth winning over, and as long as you enter Yunwu City, Lu Heng's will is above all rules.

Ordinary person: By the way, if your goddess is here, come along if you want, we can talk together. (The passerby smiles)
This goddess is obviously not the goddess in the popular Internet memes, but the literal meaning.

I am not a poor god: ??? The goddess is also here? ? (Cat scratches his head)

That’s right, the goddess seems to have invested a lot in me.

Ordinary person: As long as I appear next to you, I can't hide it from her. She has been paying attention to you. You know that I noticed her gaze when I came to your house for dinner for the first time.

Lu Heng could avoid being discovered, but he couldn’t conceal Klein’s abnormality.

Ordinary people: I also set up a formation for your house to prevent prying eyes, so as to prevent your private life from being leaked. (Passersby smirk) Well, this evil taste is just for fun.

I am not a poor god: 6 (cat rolling eyes)
Klein pushed Leonard against a stone pillar and used the light from the golden spell to initially contain and heal the wounds on his body.

His physical and spiritual strength had been almost exhausted, and he could only do simple things. The rest would be handed over to the support team that was still on the way.

He cleared the gravel on the ground for Leonard and put him in a comfortable position.

Klein walked over to the captain again and checked his condition.

There was a huge hole in the chest, and the blood that seeped out had turned dark. This injury should have been fatal to a low-sequence being.

But due to the existence of the Cloud Badge, Dunn still had a faint breath.

The badge was lying quietly in Dunn's trouser pocket, emitting a faint glow. It was obvious that he treasured this gift from Klein very much.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the power to heal them right now. This is the price I have to pay for maintaining my sanity."

The True Creator stood aside, wiping the blood off Dunn's body with Klein. He explained to Klein with an apologetic look on his face.

Klein couldn't think of how to answer for a moment, so he could only remain silent.

"Have you heard of Cloud City?"

Klein threw the sleeve stained with blood aside and asked.

"I'm just crazy, not unconscious."

He remembered not only the rumors about Yunwu City, but also the strange phenomenon that Lu Heng had created not long ago.

"My friend will be waiting for you there. He may be able to help you solve the problem."

The True Creator did not reply, so Klein took it as his agreement and did not ask any further questions.

With his hands on his chest, just like he had done countless times before, Klein closed his eyes and chanted the goddess's name.

"You are brighter than the stars."

Before Klein finished his sentence, the real Creator beside him chuckled.

He felt a warm touch on his lips, and a finger was placed on his mouth, stopping him from praying any further.

As expected, the Goddess of Night had been watching this place the entire time. Klein opened his eyes and showed a look of relief.

"Amanisis, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see"

The Goddess of Night looked at the True Creator with a complicated expression, without using any prefix to address him.

She had met Adam more than once, and that incarnation of divinity made it impossible for him to have the illusion that he was facing the ancient sun god.

But the real creator before her was the embodiment of humanity full of emotions, which made her wonder how to address this old acquaintance.

While the two were reminiscing about the past, Klein took the opportunity to observe the Goddess of Night.

The black classical long dress was set against the crimson moon. The clothes were layered but not complicated, and inlaid with stars, like the sky at midnight. Her body was rather vague, with signs of ripples spreading outwards. Her face seemed to be covered with layers of gauze, hazy but unusually beautiful.

"Greetings, Her Majesty the Goddess!"

As if noticing Klein's observation, the Goddess of Night shifted her gaze over.

"We shouldn't have met so early."

The goddess sighed softly, as if she was troubled by the deviation from her plan.

"Amanesis, please don't embarrass the little boy. Come with me to meet this mysterious 'God of Light'."

God of Light? Well, Brother Lu's performance is indeed worthy of being called a God of Light.

Klein did not correct the mistake.

"I didn't make it difficult for him. Some things knowing in advance won't bring any benefits. So, do you want to steal my girl?"

Hello, I'm still here. Can you please avoid the person involved?

"Haha, he's my little Davarishi!"

Klein did not interrupt the two people's reminiscing. He helped Dunn up and let him lean on him.

He took out his golden talisman and gently touched the two together.

There is light shining brightly,
The warm light shone upon the two persons and two gods.

Suddenly, everything returned to calm, smoke and dust filled the air, and the fog dissipated.

The place was in a mess, with only Leonard lying quietly beside a stone pillar.

Tapping.

Tapping.

A few minutes later, the Night Guards of Tingen arrived at the scene with the belated support team.

Another morning.

At the entrance of the Tingen City Theater, the gorgeous wooden front door is flanked by ostentatious posters.

“The Return of the Count,” based on Emperor Roselle’s novel of the same name, will premiere here today.

Because it had just rained a little, there was a little water on the slightly uneven blue-gray stone road.

Strong horses pulled exquisite carriages towards the theater, occasionally splashing some water on passers-by.

For example, Melissa and Benson, who were also on their way, came here on foot. Daffodil Street was neither far nor close from here.

"Alas, the matter of watching the road is still too strict for the curly-haired baboon."

Melissa's new dress had a few spots of mud on it, standing out against the white pleated skirt.

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