Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

The gray mist twisted around Klein like squirming insects densely packed together. But this scene that should have made him feel uncomfortable now became more familiar to him - like a young swallow returning to its nest, Klein felt like he had returned to his own home here.

"Anyway, it's good that he's resurrected. Phew, I didn't expect Amon to come and kill me straight away. I thought it would take him some time to break through Ouroboros' blockade."

"Moreover, I ignored Adam's factor before. Not only me, Gao Dimension, but also the real Creator and Goddess thought that Adam would not take action at this time, but the result is that Adam may have affected me in this incident. My awareness made me ignore the possibility that Amon might take action when I was promoted."

"Amon doesn't want to kill me outright or parasitize me directly. I'm afraid he wants to use me to find the being behind me. But the Fool, or Mr. Door in Amon's eyes, doesn't exist. Haha, this time the advantage of my 'trinity' of spirit, followers, and believers is actually demonstrated."

Klein smiled slightly self-deprecatingly, turned over and completely broke away from the "cocoon" outside his body, and completely poked the upper half of his body out of the gray mist.

The losses were heavy this time. Most of the extraordinary items were shattered and destroyed. I don’t know if anyone could survive.

But there shouldn't be anything that can survive Leodro's "" divine punishment, right?

Klein was indeed reborn, but the items he possessed would not reappear. Under the Storm Lord's thunder, the vast area centered around Klein and Amon had been reduced to pure matter. In this situation, even demigod-level items could not survive.

If only I could be more cautious... Klein couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he thought of the "Homeless" that had given birth to a part of its self-awareness.

After a brief moment of sadness, he straightened up and looked at the cocoon in the distance.

"really……"

Klein said to himself, as people wearing modern clothes huddled in cocoons, and these cocoons floated quietly in the air without wind.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun has indeed brought a group of people from Earth," Klein said to himself, as if deceiving himself. He walked towards the light gate in the cloud-like gray mist.

"If I fail, He should release the next person until someone becomes the real Heavenly Lord. I just don't know the earth..."

Klein closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to be telling himself:

"I hope so."

But at this moment, a chuckle came.

"So that's what you think?"

Klein turned around suddenly, trying to find the source of the sound, but suddenly found that there was no one around him.

"Tianzun?

Klein's face was uncertain. No matter how he tried various methods, even directly chanting the name of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, this voice did not appear again.

After receiving no response for a long time, Klein had no choice but to leave above the gray mist. He felt the position around him and found that his body was already in the Church of the Fool.

"When I was resurrected, I was automatically resurrected in the land abandoned by the gods?" Klein said with some confusion:

"Well, could it be because I wanted to choose my resurrection location here before. But when I was resurrected, the 'Origin Castle' naturally transferred my spiritual world coordinates here?"

Klein shook his head. Without an answer, he didn't want to continue to cause himself more trouble. Perhaps this kind of thing could only be clarified after he became a "miracle worker."

He nodded slightly:

"However, given my current condition, I most likely still have another chance to be resurrected. If there's a next time, I can also try to revive myself in this way—my Beyonder characteristics weren't taken away by anyone, but instead automatically returned to Sefirah Castle with my death."

That is to say, I am now a real "cunning mage" - when I return to the real world and only complete the steps of resurrection, I will be able to experience the power of demigods... This is a small step for me, This is a big step for Tarot Club...

Klein smiled and snapped his fingers. The surrounding scene quickly transformed into the palace where the Tarot Society held its meetings. He sat upright in the Fool's seat, touching the crimson star.

He warned the "Sun" Derrick Berg in the voice of a "fool":

"Stand back."

Klein didn't know whether he would reenact the rituals he had not completed during the resurrection process. He was worried that he would accidentally control the residents of Silver City as his marionettes. Klein was unwilling to take the gamble, as the consequences would be irreversible.

"Fortunately, those 'blasphemous cards' were placed on the Origin Castle and were not destroyed. Phew, you can be considered as saving some losses for me... huh?"

Klein looked at a place slightly further away. The crystal ball originally placed there was on the verge of breaking and was covered with cracks. Little by little gray mist was eroding the inside of the crystal ball, and it seemed that it would completely collapse in the next moment.

"Is Lao Gao's crystal ball broken?" Klein blurted out subconsciously. He looked at Mr. Sun below him who was evacuating the residents in the church, sitting on his chair and thinking.

"I think this situation needs to be discussed with Gao Wei. Does this represent some kind of omen, or is there something unexpected that happened?"

"Well, calm down. This crystal ball has a texture that has been eroded by the Origin Castle. Is this because I used too much power related to the Origin Castle to make this extraordinary item reach its limit?"

"No, no matter what, I can no longer use it to mobilize the gray fog for the time being - speaking of which, after I became a demigod, I feel that the connection between me and this gray fog has become deeper?"

"What's going on?" Klein muttered to himself in confusion. He looked at the hounds that flashed and disappeared in the depths of the gray fog in the distance, feeling inexplicably puzzled.

He felt that his current control over Origin Castle without using this extraordinary item was not inferior to his previous control with the help of the crystal ball.

It was even slightly higher than before—Klein racked his brain but couldn't find an answer. He could only attribute the problem to his ascension to demigod status, which gave him a closer connection with the gray fog.

"But considering the time, it's almost time for the Tarot Club..." Klein stroked his chin and said to himself after a moment of thought:

"There are many believers of the Fool in Silver City, including some demigods. Although I am confident that others will not see that I am equal to the 'Fool', but it is better to do less than to do more. I am still waiting. It’s better to resurrect after the Tarot Club is over.”

Klein's mind raced. "Besides, I also want to see if, if my spirit doesn't return to its original form and instead moves above the gray fog, I can control my body like a puppet."

"My extraordinary characteristics have not yet returned to my body. To a certain extent, I can now be regarded as a unique spirit world creature. Of course, it is the kind supported by extraordinary characteristics."

Klein immediately rejected his idea.

"But there's no trace of the spirit thread on my body right now—that's right, I haven't returned to my body, and my body won't create a new spirit out of thin air."

"Well, it seems that my idea is unlikely to be realized. But if there is a chance in the future, I can find another 'Wraith Soul' to be my marionette. In this case, I can control it." The thread of the spirit body of the resentful soul uses the method of 'possession by the resentful soul' to control one's own body."

"Of course, this will only work if I leave my body with my extraordinary characteristics. It doesn't have much use value in actual combat - Huh, I don't know if the gray mist can give me a life without extraordinary characteristics. The ability to control the 'Spirit Thread' under certain circumstances."

Klein knocked on the table in front of him. Crimson stars swirled around him, rising along with the gray mist.

"——I have returned."

His voice rang in the ears of every member who participated in the Tarot Club.

This sound is layered and magnificent, and it also contains the unique relaxation of Mr. Fool.

"I will allow you into my party again this afternoon at normal times."

……

Klein's voice reached the High-Dimensional Overlooker's ears, causing him to pause in his movements.

In front of Him was a burnt finger, which was placed in the center of the layers of ritual formations. Next to it, many extremely precious spiritual materials are placed in a prescribed, almost strict and complicated manner.

And there is an extraordinary characteristic of "Planeswalker". This extraordinary characteristic is embedded in the center of the ritual magic. The spirituality contained in the surrounding materials seems to flow into this extraordinary characteristic along the mutual connections. middle.

Standing beside the high-dimensional gazer was the plump "Mother Earth Goddess." Her eyes were dull and dark, seeming to reflect all the darkness and evil in the world.

"Is this what you are preparing for, what you call a backup plan?"

The Fallen Mother Goddess spoke, addressing the High-Dimensional Observer. The High-Dimensional Observer took a deep breath, his body, as if forged from light, moving without pause.

"This preparation can be dispensed with, but I can't do without it." Gao Dimensional Overlooker responded after a moment:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun's early resurrection was beyond my expectations. Before I obtained the status of a Pillar, I had no way of predicting the correct behavior of a Pillar."

After slightly modifying what he saw about Tianzun, the expression of the high-dimensional overlooker did not change. He just continued to speak calmly:

"I just used the authority of the 'Hermit' and the 'White Tower', plus part of my own power to observe the possibility that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun might resurrect in various world lines, and he did resurrect according to such a rule. ”

"Although the time for Tianzun's resurgence is quite short, since this possibility has occurred, I will arrange for the more severe things he might do in the future according to the method I prepared in advance, and prevent him from resurrecting again before Klein reaches the level of an angel."

"Moreover, I also need to prepare a backup plan in advance. The worst case scenario is that this backup plan is not used. It is better than Klein being eroded by Tianzun's consciousness."

The expression of the fallen mother goddess remained unchanged. She raised her hand, and the wheat ears in her hand emitted a faint light.

Under the illumination of the light, the burnt finger continued to grow new flesh and blood.

The flesh, bones, and burn marks on the fingers gradually decreased, and they became like the fingers of a normal person.

A naked young man with black hair and a scholarly look on his face lay quietly in the center of the ceremony. The light spots decomposed by the "Mage" penetrated into the young man's body.

After a moment, the young man opened his eyes. His consciousness seemed a little confused, and there was a strong sense of divinity in his eyes.

"Where... am I?"

"What's wrong with me..." The young man looked at the figure in front of him that seemed to be made of light in confusion. Although he was confused, he did not feel panic.

He only felt extremely at ease and stable.

"Hello, my beloved." The High-Dimensional Overlooker said with a calm expression:

"Do you remember the note you saw?"

"Are you...?" the young man asked tentatively. He looked at his body and seemed to remember something.

"You can call me God." Gao Wei Overlooker said gently: "You are lucky and unfortunate. You died because of the book you saw, but you accidentally summoned me."

"I saved you and gave you divinity."

"Klein Moretti."

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"You will serve as my messenger and stay with me here until the end of the world."

I will continue to save up manuscripts. I will catch the train back home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to my calculations, I will probably be able to finish writing before National Day (about two chapters left).

I will start the third volume during the National Day holiday, and then I will be able to update it in batches.

Chapter 310 "I have returned"

Above the gray fog, Klein Moretti watched the crimson stars in front of him light up one by one, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

He waved his hand, and the dummy "world" appeared at the end of the Tarot Club under his control. Klein controlled the spiritual body thread and felt a sense of ease when controlling the marionette.

Well, my ability to control marionettes has become much stronger, and I don’t know how many times it is easier than before; and compared to the poor three marionettes before, I can now control a total of fifty marionettes. In the future, It can also increase after digestion.

No wonder the door to the demigods is so difficult to open...

Klein clearly felt that he was fundamentally different from before. This was the essential difference in the level of life between humans and gods.

The promotion from demigod to angel or sequence is such a process of transformation from "human" to "god".

"Miss Xiu has done quite a bit, so it's time to bring her up to the Tarot Club. The Lamp God is currently sealed. I wonder if He is able to use Xiu's spirit to come up with Him?" Klein smiled.

"No, it doesn't matter even if the Djinn God comes up. I am very compatible with the 'Origin Castle' now. Knowing the 'basic character' of the Deng God and the Heavenly Lord who act instinctively, as long as I can pretend The posture of half, no, a quarter of Tianzun is enough to scare the djinn himself."

"He is sealed, and there's no way for him to infiltrate power to the outside world. We can also use this opportunity to strike him down in the name of the Heavenly Venerable."

"I'm sure Tianzun won't mind if I do this, right?"

Klein restrained his previous idea of ​​letting other members who had participated in the Tarot Club directly enter the Tarot Club, and instead stretched out his hand to light up the slightly dim crimson star in front of him.

He looked at the picture reflected by the star. Xio and others were sitting in a room, seeming to be talking eagerly about something.