If the demigod creature just now hadn't automatically crashed into the "Devil's Oil Painting", I would have to summon Mr. "World"'s historical pore image... Uh, I don't know if this counts as directly asking for help from the angel level... Fors thought as he drank the potion.

To her, the bottle of potion was like ice water with an extremely low temperature that could freeze people. Wherever it passed, all her senses disappeared, leaving only her thoughts that had not yet solidified.

When a person is extremely cold, it is inevitable that he will have hallucinations. In Fors's sight, a night sky suddenly appeared. In the night sky, densely packed bright stars intertwined into a dreamy river.

Fors's body then reflected little by little starlight, which seemed to come from her own body.

That bit of pure starlight formed an invisible connection with the different stars in the night sky. As the light flickered, they twisted and squirmed, crawling out of Fors' body like insects, trying to join the Milky Way that was inlaid with tiny diamonds.

They each carry a piece of flesh and blood and a bit of consciousness, like uncontrollable clones.

Fors's thoughts raced and became confused, and she could hardly control herself to resist the tendency to separate.

At this moment, she sensed something illusory.

That was the seal she created using the "devil's oil painting". It was projected into the mysterious world created by the potion, forming an abstract, vague mark.

Without thinking, Fors instinctively extended part of his consciousness and spirituality over, entangled with the abstract mark.

This mark doesn't fit in with her very well, as if there is a part of it that doesn't belong to her, but it can barely blend in with her.

Suddenly, the abstract symbol in Fors' mind became quite clear. It was a "door" with layers of mysterious symbols painted on it.

This "door" hid Fors behind it, isolating her from the surrounding starry sky.

At the same time, on the other side of the "door", the horrible creature that was sealed seemed to sense the breath of its enemy, and used its own divinity to frantically erode the illusory "door", which just offset the influence of the outside starry sky on Fors.

This lasted for more than ten seconds. The night sky with the brilliant Milky Way slowly faded away, and the little bit of starlight returned to Fors's body and merged with her.

At this moment, a deep darkness loomed before Fors' eyes. Deep in the darkness was a never-ending storm and occasional lightning.

The next second, Fors heard that familiar voice, which pierced her head like steel nails stirring her brain.

Fors's expression suddenly twisted. If she hadn't experienced similar things time and time again, had she developed a certain resistance, and had she not possessed the status of a saint, she would have probably lost control by now.

Of course, "good luck" definitely plays a role here.

It took her several seconds, relying on meditation techniques, to finally calm herself down and hear clearly what the voice was shouting.

It's calling for help!

——It was not the language of Giants, Elven or Ancient Hermes, but a language that Fors had never come into contact with before. However, she could understand it as soon as she heard it, and felt that it was the true source of many current languages.

Mr. Door frantically yells for help every time the moon is full. He is simply a disgrace among the Angel Kings... However, even if He is asking for help, it is still an unbearable terror for me... Fors muttered inwardly, thinking whether to pretend not to hear it, and wait until he has initially restrained his spirituality and mastered the extraordinary ability of the "Mystic Mage" before talking to Mr. Door on the next full moon, or to have some communication now.

Suddenly, the shouting coming from the infinite distance stopped, and the surroundings became deathly silent.

After two or three seconds, a faint but soul-piercing voice entered Fors' mind:

"You are using extraordinary characteristics from Abraham."

This sentence was said in a straightforward manner, without any ups and downs, but it made the blood vessels in Fors's forehead throb, his eyes were filled with fine lines, and his body was shining brightly.

She nearly lost control of herself.

"Who are you?" Fors calmed down and asked deliberately.

The voice that seemed to be leading her to lose control step by step laughed in a low voice:

"You can call me Mr. Door.

"You should be familiar with me."

The Angel King of the Fourth Epoch directly pointed out that Fors had a certain connection with him and could hear the "Full Moon Whispering".

...I want to write you into the novel! Fors gritted his teeth and asked:

"Dear Mr. Men, are you the ancestor of the Abraham family, His Highness Bethel?"

The voice that had come through countless barriers returned to its previous calmness:

"Yes."

"Then do you know that your 'call for help' has put the entire Abraham family into a curse that has lasted for more than a thousand years. Basically no one can become a 'traveler' or even a 'recorder'? They always lose control and become monsters when they are promoted or on a full moon night." Fors felt that she could not have a long conversation with Mr. "Gate", otherwise the tendency to lose control would be irreversible, so she directly raised the question that the Abrahams were most concerned about.

Mr. Men was silent for two seconds and said:

"They no longer have 'Mystic', no other demigods?"

"There are no more of them after the 'Four Emperors War', and the curse you brought has prevented any of them from becoming demigods. If you can stop calling for help for ten years, perhaps a new demigod Abraham will be born, which will be more helpful for you to escape from this predicament." Fors sincerely offered his suggestion.

Mr. Door sighed and said:

"I was exiled in the eternal night, and was blocked by the storm that would never stop. I had no idea what happened in the real world. I never expected that there was not a single demigod left in the entire Abraham family."

Liing... The one who calmly made this assessment was not Fors, but Klein, who was holding the "Fool" card, holding the "Star Staff", sitting in the "Source Castle", and closely monitoring the corresponding crimson star.

He remembered that the Emperor mentioned in his diary that Mr. "Gate" had a certain understanding of reality - He seemed to be able to see and hear the situation outside the seal with the help of the changes brought about by the full moon.

After sighing, Mr. Door continued:

"Besides, the cry for help during a full moon is not something I can control."

"Why?" Fors asked in surprise.

Mr. Door said in a ethereal voice:

"You are already a demigod, so you should be very clear about one thing, that is, the higher the sequence, the greater the threat of madness.

“A normal angel, even if he can walk freely on the ground and do what he likes without having to fight extra battles, may be gradually affected by his Beyonder characteristics and become unlike himself, or even go half crazy. I am an angel king who has been exiled and sealed for more than a thousand years and has no one to communicate with. The fact that I have not gone completely crazy shows that I am strong and lucky enough.

"Whenever a full moon comes, the crazy part of me gets intensified and I lose control and can only cry for help non-stop."

So that's how it is... If I were locked up like this, I would probably go crazy in a few months... Well, if I could be provided with alcoholic beverages, newspapers and magazines, various books, and different kinds of food, I could survive for a year, no, half a year... Fors nodded in realization and asked perfunctorily:

"Is there anything I can do for you? And how can the Abrahams remove the curse?"

Mr. Men was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Set up a ritual to help me escape, and then the curse will no longer exist.

"There are two types of rituals. One is to sacrifice one demigod each from the 'Fortune Teller', 'Apprentice', and 'Thief' paths... The other is to draw blood from at least ninety-nine Beyonders of the Abraham family and use it to draw a symbol like this..."

"...I'll tell them." Fors responded immediately.

At the same time, she added in her mind: This is subject to Mr. Fool’s permission.

Mr. Door smiled and said:

"If I can get out of this, I will help you become an angel..."

His voice became increasingly ethereal and faint, as if it was gradually returning to its original state as Fors's promotion came to an end.

Just two or three seconds later, Fors could no longer hear the sound that was causing her to lose control little by little. The deep darkness and terrifying storm in front of her also disappeared.

However, before the scene completely faded, Fors vaguely saw through them a vast expanse of crimson rock, an ancient pyramid-like building standing there, and behind the building, it was dark and deep, with stars twinkling, which was completely different from the starry sky that he, an "astrologer", had seen on earth.

What is this? Fors shook his head, controlled his scattered thoughts, and began to seriously focus his spirituality.

After initially adapting to the state of "Mystic Mage", she immediately assumed a prayer posture and reported her experience to Mr. "Fool" in detail, without leaving out anything.

After completing this task, Fors put away the "Devil's Oil Painting" and "teleported" back to Pritz Harbor to meet his teacher Dorian Gray Abraham who was waiting in the warehouse.

Seeing that the student was safe and sound, Dorian breathed a sigh of relief and said in a believer's manner:

"Thank you Mr. Fool for your protection."

He finally trained a Sequence 4 Mystic who did not rebel.

Because Mr. Fool had not responded yet, Fors did not tell the teacher about his conversation with Mr. Door and planned to wait until the next full moon.

She smiled in the same relaxed manner:

"In addition to thanking Mr. Fool, I also have to thank you, teacher."

…………

Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace.

Klein didn't doubt Mr. Door's claim that he was half crazy, but he felt that there might be more secrets hidden in it. For example, why did Mr. Door keep trying to lure Emperor Roselle to the moon, which was occupied by an Outer God?

After thinking about it, he took out the "Crimson Moon Corona" and "Master Key" from the mist of history, intending to actively create a full moon environment and listen to Mr. "Door"'s call.

The effectiveness of this combination had long been proven, and Klein soon heard the sound that seemed to be able to pierce his spirit.

The voice cried out:

"Don't save me... Don't save me..."

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