Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

"But I can't see through you."

"You don't need to use the honorific title." Klein smiled and said to Ourolius in a slightly humorous tone: "Although the true creator supports me, I am not the true great master above the gray mist yet. "

"I came here to ask you..."

Klein was about to mention the company's affairs to Ourolius while the iron was hot, but Ourolius nodded:

"I agree to help you manage Jizhou Company's branch on Nanda Road."

I haven't even said anything yet, but why do I feel like I've been seen through? Is this the difference between the Destiny Path and other paths?

After his words were fully repeated, Klein was stunned. He was silent for a moment, then spoke to Ouroboros in front of him without embarrassment:

"Then please allow me to pay my respects to you."

"No, you don't need to thank me. In exchange, I want you to help me find someone." Ourolius closed his eyes, his silver eyelashes trembling slightly:

"You are an ally of the Lord, and I will also help you. I hope you can go to Bayam and help me find a man named Darkwill."

"Darkwill?" Klein said with some doubts. Ourolius appeared in front of Klein. Klein suddenly realized that the person in front of him was the one he had met in Backlund before. Fat pharmacist.

"He is a member of the School of Destiny and will launch a mission to find his teacher in Bayam." Ouroleus paused for a moment: "I hope you can take it."

"Your Excellency, Angel of Destiny, searching for this person in Bayam is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Furthermore, I may not be able to take on his mission," Klein said hesitantly.

"My destiny may have caused you some misunderstandings. I did not inherit that power, so if you are looking for someone, you may..."

Klein stopped talking and looked at Ouroboros in front of him with a dazed look on his face.

Klein saw Ourolius in front of him tilting his head, his silver-white hair falling down like a waterfall.

"how could be?"

He said with some confusion:

"In my opinion, you are exactly the same as that one."

"As far as I am concerned, whether it is the Lord of the past or the Lord of the present, He has always been 'God'."

“So, I didn’t turn my back on the Lord after His death.”

"Don't tell me you think you're not the 'Lord of Mysteries'?"

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This sent shivers down Klein's spine.

Even on top of "Origin Castle", Klein felt a hint of coldness.

This chapter has 3888 words, which is an inexplicably auspicious number.

I can't slack off during the day anymore, I can only take a break at noon and write at night. I will try my best to update twice a day, as long as the quality is guaranteed.

If there is a single update, it will be explained

Chapter 210 "Moon"

Triss stood on her ship, raised her head slightly and looked at the huge ship in front of her. The corners of her mouth moved slightly, raising a smile full of sweetness.

"'Sick Girl' Tracy..."

Triss said slowly in a low voice, as quiet as a mosquito.

A laugh escaped from her throat, and the sound echoed from her vocal cords until it turned into a crazy laugh.

She seemed to be laughing at herself, at herself who believed in the witch and was powerless in the face of reality.

Immediately afterwards, Triss unleashed her charm as the 'Witch of Pain' without restraint, controlling her crew with an almost overwhelming charm, allowing these pirates who were used as puppets to do whatever they wanted to the "Black Death" in front of them. of firing.

When she was on the same ship with Edessac Augustus who was also in trouble, she had Edessac's help. She had a stronger grasp of the entire ship than she does now, and she had a clearer understanding of how to manage the division of labor among these pirates.

And now Edsac disappeared due to an accident - he seemed to have regained his destiny inexplicably and was transported directly to the Southern Continent. Now, Triss's control over her ship has been greatly reduced.

But unfortunately, the "disease girl" Tracy she wanted to find and hunt before never appeared in front of her.

However, when she was missing a big helper on the ship, the "Black Death" led by the "Sick Girl" suddenly appeared in front of her.

Perhaps, my ship will be severely damaged; perhaps, I will be seriously injured in this naval battle...

Such words echoed in Triss's mind, but she laughed immediately.

It doesn't matter, haha, what I want to prepare for promotion is the fearless "Iron-Blooded Knight", not the delicate "Despair Witch".

——It doesn’t matter if these pirates who have no chance of cultivating comrades-in-arms with me and only think about lust are dead. I just want to find other people I can trust to reorganize my promotion ceremony!

Triss thought a little cruelly.

The High-Dimensional Overlooker, who previously used the pseudonym High-Dimensional Abraham, did keep his word and handed over the formula of the "Iron-Blooded Knight", Sequence Four of the "Red Priest" pathway, to Triss.

Therefore, Triss is also very clear about the promotion method of "Iron Knight". She has recited it silently in her heart countless times and crushed it into every inch of her memory.

Triss looked at the Black Death getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but think:

She wants to become a man again, she no longer wants to be bound by the witch's shadow, she wants to take control of her own destiny;

She did not want to let her comrades in prison suffer, and she did not want her fellow travelers pursuing freedom to be trapped in shackles;

She wants to be the high-flying bird, not the caged nightingale!

"fire."

Looking at the approaching Black Death, Ketelis gave orders to her gunner.

A cruel smile appeared on her lips, but it was really towards her crew; her eyes were extremely calm, as if she had seen the outcome of this shipwreck.

Ever since childhood, since Triss was just Triss, he has been such a cruel, cold-blooded, and unscrupulous person.

Selfish person.

…………

Klein sat in the captain's cabin and slowly opened his eyes.

The conversation just now still remained in his mind. He took a deep breath and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"The alienating effect of source material on people is almost irresistible..." Klein chewed on the words of the goddess of the night, seeming to be asking himself and others:

"The higher dimension inherited the source substance outside the barrier..."

"Angel of Destiny" Ourolius asked me to look for Darkwill. There must be a deep-seated plan.

Klein was thinking almost unconsciously.

For these powerful Extraordinaries who have lived for a long time, their random actions may be arranging a back-up plan to deal with someone.

However, Darkwill is a member of the "School of Destiny"?

That school of life composed of "pharmacists" and "monsters"?

The "Angel of Destiny" definitely didn't want me to look for Darkwill directly. If he was willing to look for it, fate might be able to send Darkwill directly to him.

Was he going to look for his teacher? No, even if it was his teacher, he wouldn't necessarily deserve the extra attention of the Angel of Destiny. It seemed to me that Ouroboros might be looking for something in the hands of Darkwill's teacher.

He mentioned the School of Destiny. Could it be that a certain sealed item from the School of Destiny is related to the high sequence of the "destiny" path?

Ouroleus is the king of angels who possesses two sequences and one characteristic. In that case, that sealed artifact is likely to be the unique path to "destiny"?

Klein unconsciously knocked on the table in front of him, his mind wandering.

Could it be that Ouroboros wants me to contact this person...

Klein shook his head, throwing away this rather irresponsible guess.

Phew, of course, these are all guesses.

In addition to agreeing to be the boss of the company I entrusted, Ouroboros also gave us some additional advice.

He gave me several locations, saying that these places might be where I could find the materials I needed—sigh, is this a gift from fate?

But judging from the current situation, since I'd better help him find Darkwill's location first, and complete Ourolyus's commission first, I can't let myself owe more "debts".

But once I find Darkwill, I will report it directly to Ourolius, so that even if this "Angel of Destiny" has any preparations behind him, I will have enough time to deal with it...

Even if Ouroleus is the King of Angels under the True Creator, the words he just said still give me a chill...

Klein shook his head, stood up from the chair, and walked outside.

After taking a short rest and having dinner with the crew on the ship, Klein once again returned to the captain's cabin and continued to be busy, testing extraordinary abilities and methods of contacting Arrods.

There are still two days before the "Lost Home" arrives at the Southern Continent. Even if Klein lets the "Lost Home" accelerate at full speed at night, it will still be some time before it reaches the Southern Continent.

Therefore, once Klein contacts Arrods, Klein will have enough time on the ship to ask Arrods what he wants to know, or to research other things on his own.

And considering that the Tarot meeting is the day after tomorrow, it is obvious that Klein cannot let the "Lost Home" speed up and log in early to take up the time that afternoon. Otherwise, Klein will not be able to conduct the Tarot meeting he held normally. meeting.

In his captain's cabin, Klein was waiting for any unusual movement in the gray fog while testing his extraordinary abilities.

He tried to bring the items that were stained with the gray mist atmosphere from the Source Castle back to reality one by one, but he never got a response from Arrods.

This is the last one... If the last one doesn't work, then Arrodes may not be able to contact him.

If this "magic mirror" is really connected to the gray fog here, as Lao Gao said, then it will definitely take the initiative to connect after the aura of "Origin Castle" appears in the real world.

Klein wasn't worried about Arrodes's enthusiasm at all. Whenever he thought of the emoji Arrodes had sent him, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

Thinking of this, Klein shook his head and took four steps backwards again, following the previous process to bring the last batch of communication devices down from Sefirah Castle.

Okay, let's look at this batch... As soon as Klein wrapped his spiritual body around these contact decorations, he definitely felt someone praying to him.

A male voice, rather impatient... Was it Emlyn White, the vampire corrupted by the "Fallen Mother Goddess"? Klein reached out and touched a crimson star, answering Emlyn's prayer.

That's not right. Although Emlyn regularly reports on the history of the vampires to me, he usually doesn't contact me at this time. He should be playing with his own dolls at this time...

Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart, and pulled Emlyn's spirit body up to Origin Castle.

Emlyn immediately looked around, then turned to look at the "Fool" in front of him. Klein nodded slightly, looked at the vampire in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"Why do you pray to me?"

Emlyn's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the "Fool" in front of him:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I don't mean to disturb your time on purpose."

Emlyn seemed a little embarrassed and panicked: "I recently discovered that many people in the vampire clan are not in the right state."