"Sequence 0: Fool!"
After clearly understanding the words on the tarot card, Klein once again felt the same way as when he heard Zaratul say his name.
At this moment, a strong sense of fate emerged in his heart, and he felt that everything had been arranged from the very beginning, just like what "0-08" did.
He began to doubt his original judgment, thinking that the female animal trainer in the traveling circus in Tingen City who asked him to do tarot divination was not an ordinary person.
As his thoughts raced, Klein approached the issue from another angle and came up with a new idea. He gradually became less terrified, fearful, and frustrated:
“Maybe it wasn’t arranged, but it was a change I brought about myself.
"Because of the ritual that led to the time travel, I became connected to the mysterious space above the gray fog, and my fate was naturally affected. To be more precise, as a visitor from another world, I originally had no 'fate' here. My current trajectory is a combination of my own personality, the experiences of the original owner, the influence of the gray fog, and the surrounding environment.
"The mysterious space above the gray fog is obviously strongly related to the "Fortune Teller" path, and the sequence 0 of this path is called "The Fool". In reality, if I were to divine at this moment, I would definitely turn over the "The Fool" card!
"Similarly, this also led to my subsequent use of the title 'The Fool'."
Klein calmed down a little bit and thought this was the most likely reason.
If we can still get a reasonable explanation by using a razor to remove all currently unknown factors, then the probability is not small... Klein forced himself to stop thinking about the question that he couldn't get a definite answer to at the moment and turned his attention back to what had just happened:
"That huge chair and that group of transparent maggots are what I saw when I was divination above the gray fog.
"From the various behaviors that make people shudder when thinking carefully, it can be inferred that this is most likely an angel of the 'Fortune Teller' path, an angel that has lost control and turned into a monster!
“Zaratul himself?
“Or the most powerful one in the Antigonus family during the Fourth Age?
"If it is the former, both 'Magic Mirror' Arrodes and 'Mercury Snake' Will Auceptin confirmed that Zaratul has reached Sequence 1, and has lost control and gone mad, collapsing into a monster, which is consistent with this... This can also explain why Zaratul only asked for 'opening the door', because once the 'secret door' is opened, the two sides of Him will be connected, and he will be able to get rid of the current state and recover little by little. The ashes that are repeatedly emphasized are just a cover.
"But the problem is that the current environment of Zarathu shown by the 'Magic Mirror' Arrodes is not similar to the ancient palace on the mountain top, otherwise I would have recognized it at that time.
“If that was the angel who barely survived the Antigonus family, and could have caused Zaratul, who came to the Hornachis Mountains to search for treasure after obtaining the notes during Roselle’s time, to suffer a loss, and was quietly separated from a part of him without knowing it, and thus went crazy during the promotion, then this person should be a Sequence 1 ‘Strange Servant’ anyway. After all, Zaratul was already a ‘Miracle Master’ at that time…
"From this perspective, Zaratul's goal is probably to open the door, to connect the history and destiny of the Misty Town with the outside world, so that it will no longer be divided...
"No matter what, that group of transparent maggots is most likely a runaway Sequence 1. No wonder the Witch of Despair was on the verge of collapse just by seeing Him. She was suspended after a slight struggle and became a secret puppet to be dried by the wind. Fortunately, I didn't have many clues at the time, and the picture I saw during divination was not clear enough. Otherwise, I would have suffered a serious blow from witnessing a complete and crazy mythical creature and would have mutated out of control...
"Wait, no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' and the 'True Creator'? Even if we take into account the 'Fortune Teller's' way of restraining the mysterious space above the gray fog, he is at most at the same level as them. In other words, as long as I can endure the pain, and the prerequisites are sufficient, I have a chance to spy on it, and the complete form of mythical creatures is mixed with corresponding knowledge.
"Maybe we can get one or two high-sequence formulas from this, just like we got the Dark One from the Eternal Sun."
Thinking of this, a picture involuntarily emerged in Klein's mind:
The Fool above the gray fog quietly stretched out his black shadow again.
While Klein suddenly felt joy, he also felt a strong sense of heartache, because with his current level, strength, and items, it was impossible for him to go to the ancient chair where the group of transparent worms were and pick up the "Fool" card.
It is always painful to see the most desired object unattainable.
Phew… At least I’ve got the formula for the “Strange Mage” potion, and I’ll have another chance to spy on it in the future. This adventure was not in vain, and the many gold pounds I spent and the puppets I lost were not in vain… Well, Zaratul shouldn’t give me a fake formula. For Him, He simply doesn’t bother to deceive a Sequence 5 who has no chance of getting out alive. Moreover, if He lies, He will have to be wary of the fact that I already knew the formula for the “Strange Mage” potion, and the reason I asked for it was just to confirm whether it was trustworthy… I’ll go back to the gray fog and do some divination… Klein exhaled. Seeing that there had been no abnormal changes outside for a long time, he decided to immediately approach the dark church and observe what had happened inside.
For him, all the problems he just thought about were not the most important things at the moment. The most important thing now was to leave this secret world and leave this foggy town!
After leaving the house, Klein, wearing an old tricorn hat and a dark red coat, came to the door of the ancient church very cautiously, walked carefully through the half-open door, and walked in step by step.
The corpses with different clothes and appearances were still hanging in the air as before, moving with the wind and making the mumbling sound of "Honachis...Fregela..."
Klein passed under "them" and his eyes gradually adjusted to the dim environment. He was able to see more and more things.
The half-demon wolf, half-human statue still stood without any damage. The obsidian slab and the tin-white urn fell at the same time diagonally behind the statue without any cracks.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief at first, then looked around and his eyes suddenly froze.
In that dark corner, stood a giant mushroom that was taller than him.
The top of the mushroom is as red as blood, with white patterns mixed in. Its body is made up of identical small mushrooms one after another. Their patterns together depict a face, the face of Mr. A.
However, Mr. A's "eyes" were extremely dull, without any trace of human brilliance. Mushrooms grew on both sides of his body, forming long arms. On his left palm, he wore a thin human skin sheath, as if the two arms had merged into one.
...What kind of monster is this... Klein took a step back involuntarily, feeling that his knowledge of the mysticism was totally insufficient at this moment.
He had not turned off the corresponding vision and had been performing self-protection operations. He also discovered that this horrible mushroom had no "spiritual line" and seemed to have died long ago. Its current activities were only based on the residual reactions of the body's nerves.
In an instant, Klein suddenly had a guess:
Mr. A, who was planted with mushrooms, had no time to escape. He witnessed the transparent group of worms and the complete mythical creature. His spirit died on the spot, his body completely collapsed, and a terrible mutation occurred. Then, the nearby cursed and disintegrated "ghost" Senior was merged into it, becoming a mushroom-shaped monster that had never appeared before!
Also, the "Creeping Hunger" was also swallowed... This "mushroom" looks so disgusting. If Frank mentions mushrooms again, I will throw him into the sea... Klein's eyes turned slightly, and he subconsciously moved towards the obsidian slab, ready to ignore this "mushroom" and escape from here first.
At this moment, he suddenly felt dazed and everything around him became a little blurry.
Suddenly, Klein realized that he was forcibly dragged into a dream!
He immediately broke free, and saw that the nearly two-meter-long "mushroom" was slowly sliding towards him, holding a giant sword made of red magma and light blue flames in its hand.
It can use the "Magma Sword"... Klein did not hesitate, opened his mouth and made a sound.
"Bang!"
The air bullet with extremely strong penetrating power hit the "mushroom" that was moving slowly due to manipulating dreams, drilled into its cap, and tore a huge wound.
The wound was filled with human flesh and blood and tiny hyphae, which squirmed rapidly and soon repaired the "body".
How could this be possible... Klein suddenly had a strong premonition of danger in his mind, and he suddenly rushed to the side, rolling continuously.
The "mushroom" suddenly accelerated, and the "magma sword" in it dragged a red and light blue flame, and hit heavily where Klein had originally stood, cracking the floor tiles and splashing flames.
At this time, Klein snapped his fingers and ignited the small mushrooms that made up the monster.
Then he ran diagonally behind the statue, trying to get the obsidian slab.
But in a trance, Klein realized that he was going in the wrong direction:
He was rushing towards the door.
Can it still twist my will? Klein's heart tightened. He saw from the corner of his eye that the surface of the huge "mushroom" was covered with a layer of frost, extinguishing the rising red flames.
As his thoughts raced, Klein ran to the door and snapped his fingers again, lighting the leaves of the trees outside.
Without knowing the enemy's situation and without making much preparation, he believed that a qualified "magician" should choose to retreat and avoid the enemy first.
More importantly, his strongest ability of "Master of Secret Puppet" cannot work at this time, because the huge "mushroom" has no "spiritual thread"!
Suddenly, red flames surged up like water, submerging Klein's figure. He immediately flashed into the flame flow outside and leaped to the ground.
He was about to leave when he suddenly heard the sound of wind whistling in his ears.
The huge "mushroom" with a red and white cap was chased out of the church under the escort of the strong wind!
It can fly! Klein snapped his fingers and used "Flame Leap" to forcibly distance himself from it.
At the same time, he felt his nose itchy and wanted to sneeze.
There is also disease... How to fight this? I don't have magical items, and I can't use the "Master of Secret Puppetry"... It's really a magical mushroom! Klein hid in a house and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his body, and his current appearance naturally appeared in his mind:
His old tricorn hat, dark red coat, white trousers and black leather boots had all disappeared, leaving only a pair of boxer shorts to guard his last bit of dignity.
This... It's been two quarters of an hour. The Seniole method summoned from history has been maintained... Klein instantly understood the reason and scattered his thoughts:
The "Blood Admiral" part of the "Mushroom" fusion should have disappeared as well...
Also, if we wait another quarter of an hour, the "fish flesh" will lose its effect, as it will lack its main constituent elements...
Klein's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he immediately used the flames to jump out. As he expected, an exaggerated hole appeared in the trunk of the giant "mushroom", and it could not be repaired, which caused it to slow down and move sluggishly.
Come on, let’s play hide-and-seek… Klein said silently, and began to walk around the streets of the town, using the flames and houses to deal with the giant “mushroom”.
During this process, the red moon did not penetrate the fog and become clear even once.
After more than ten minutes, the horrible "mushroom" finally lost its ability to move and fell to the street.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief and slowly and cautiously moved closer. He saw the flesh and blood of the "mushroom" condense and the light spot shrink inward. Soon, only a thin human skin sheath remained.
This... is it because of the mutation brought by the Sequence 1 Angel, a combination of "Creeping Hunger" and Mr. A? An upgraded version of "Creeping Hunger"? Klein bent down and carefully picked up the man's leather case.
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