Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 65 Klein happily died

Huh, he'd tricked another member into joining him. No, he'd recruited another member. Klein laughed and shook his head, mocking the Tarot Club's current strength.

If it weren't for the simulated universe, the leader, The Fool, would be only a Sequence Nine, having just digested the Diviner potion. Even with the artifact and the light cone, he wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat a competent Sequence Six. Meanwhile, the Silver City, which The Sun had spoken of as hopeless, possessed at least three high-Sequence Four warriors.

Klein didn't linger above the gray fog for much longer. He extended his spirituality, wrapped it around himself, and plummeted downwards.

He penetrated the gray fog and broke through the whispers, returned to the room, and removed the spiritual wall.

After hesitating for a moment, Klein took out his phone and sent a message to Serris.

Sweet Iced Tea for Big Money: "Cerris, do you know the God-Forsaken Land?"

Although he was using a Rune Language keyboard, Klein still typed very quickly.

After asking the question, Klein put his phone in his pocket and, while thinking about his future promotion, picked up his keys and prepared to leave.

With one more step forward, he could explain the situation to the captain and make a special request.

I don’t know if there will be any changes to the relics and light cones after becoming a clown. If not, then they may be eliminated later.

Klein didn't really want to replace them. Extraordinary items without side effects were still rare.

hum.

The phone vibrated.

Such a quick reply? Klein took out his phone again.

Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "The God's Forsaken Land, I have some knowledge of it. It's probably a little bit north of the east of the Sonia Sea, bordering the Western Continent. What's going on?"

Western Continent? Klein raised his eyebrows, but ignored the word for the time being.

Big Money Sweet Iced Tea: "Just curious."

Sweet Iced Tea for Big Money: "Do you have any detailed information about the God-Forsaken Land?"

He was the future savior chosen by the original Serris, the Chosen One. There was absolutely no problem in asking for information.

Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "This is the God-forsaken Land. It's a mess."

Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "That shabby place is filled with pollution, monsters, and lightning. There is no day, only night. The creatures inside need to stay in a bright place at all times, otherwise they will be [Hidden]."

This was basically consistent with Derrick's description, and Klein nodded secretly.

Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "It's unknown how many people still survive in the God-Forsaken Land, but it's the sanctuary of the true Creator, roaming with at least three angels. If there are still residents, they probably worship the ancient sun god. He is also known as the Lord of All Creation, the omniscient and almighty God."

Klein was almost certain that Derrick was in the God-Forsaken Land. However, he was even more impressed by the Masked Fool's ability to gather information and the fact that there were three angels in the God-Forsaken Land.

This was information that the Church of Evernight didn't even have. At least, as a low-level Nighthawk, Klein couldn't find it.

Sweet Iced Tea for Big Money: "Got it, thanks."

Melancholic Sexy Sow Prince: "You're welcome."

Melancholic Sow Prince: "Pam's heart.jpg"

He put away his phone and walked out. Klein and his team were currently solving a case involving evil spirits. Captain Dunn and the corpse collector, Frye, were waiting for him at the hotel.

When I returned to the hotel, as expected, I saw Dunn and Frye exchanging the information they had collected.

"It can be confirmed that the vengeful spirit only appeared in the last two or three months." Dunn glanced at Klein who opened the door and came in, and gave his conclusion.

Klein, who had just arrived, immediately agreed and submitted the mission to Dunn, gaining a reputation boost within the Nighthawk faction. He also temporarily obtained the key item for the next mission, the "Mutated Sun Holy Emblem."

Frye took out the "Mutated Sun Holy Emblem" from the inside of his thin black windbreaker and handed it to Klein.

Klein took it with great curiosity. He felt the metal of the badge was warm to the touch, as if hot water were flowing inside. The warm and gentle light spread outward like ripples, bringing with it a pure scent.

"Glowing metal? Could it be radiation?" Klein's thoughts inexplicably wandered.

Then, Klein felt that this dark golden holy emblem with the sun symbol was constantly washing his spirituality, removing impurities and leaving behind purity.

He felt a gene activate within him, and he suddenly felt the urge to commit suicide. Hmm, I'll do a divination with this Holy Sun Emblem later.

Klein's next task was to stay where he was.

"If anyone comes near, drive them away," Frye warned coldly and gloomily. "I'll take over from you in two hours."

Frye began to set his sights firmly, but he underestimated the Tarot Club's unique duality of recklessness and cowardice.

"No problem." Adhering to the principle of creating difficulties if there are none, Klein replied with a smile.

After watching Frye walk into town, he found the half-high stone he had been eyeing, picked up a nearby leaf, and wiped the surface. Then, he touched the top of the stone with his finger and examined it for a few seconds in the crimson moonlight.

After confirming everything was correct, Klein lifted up his thin black windbreaker and sat down.

Our Grandpa Ke is also a respectable man, he must not lose his composure.

And this suit is very expensive.

After a few minutes of silence, he looked out at the dark, silent, deep and scary grove.

The more Klein thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He just did some divination and thought there shouldn't be any danger for a while.

But how can that be possible! If there is no danger at all, then wouldn’t Frye’s flag be set up in vain?

The suicidal spirit in Klein's heart began to burn fiercely. He couldn't help but stand up and took out different small metal bottles from the hidden pockets inside his clothes. He sprinkled herbal powders and essential oil hydrosols around the stone.

Then, Klein chanted a spell in Hermetic, using materials and spiritual energy to seal the area where he was.

Then he couldn't help but start to ponder the Holy Symbol of the Sun, trying to see a flower from it.

Cats are like this. Once they are bored, they will think about how to die for fun.

He first tried divination, but because he was too inexperienced, he couldn't divine anything.

Then he began to look around, and stealthily took four steps backward until he reached the top of the gray fog.

Hey, if you don't kill me today, there will be no fun.

He materialized the Holy Symbol of the Sun above the gray fog and once again divined its origin.

The incarnation of high spirits became the master of "testing".

With the help of the gray fog, Klein delved deeper and deeper into the badge, gaining a deeper understanding.

Learn that it came from a drop of golden blood.

It was learned that this drop of golden blood came from...

A naked golden man.

The naked man suddenly turned around and gave a philosophical smile.

Are you looking at yourself?

boom!
Klein's spirit instantly caught fire above the gray fog.

Quack! That’s awesome!
The mysterious space above the gray fog began to shake violently. The majestic palace collapsed inch by inch, and the ancient and mottled bronze table was smashed into several pieces with holes in it.

"Ah!" Klein transformed into Michael Jackson, rolling and howling in the flames.

This terrifying change lasted only three seconds before silence returned above the gray fog, as if nothing had happened.

The golden flames on Klein's body gradually died down. He rolled over with his charred face, screaming miserably, until his ability to think began to return.

Klein, who was roasted to a crisp, held onto the armrests of the high-back chair and struggled to stand up. He trembled as he returned to his seat, horrified and bewildered by what had just happened.

I'm already honest, please let me go.

(End of this chapter)