"Sequence 0: The Fool!"
After deciphering the words on the tarot card, Klein once again had the same feeling he had when he heard Zaratul say his name.
At that moment, he felt a strong sense of destiny. He felt that everything had been arranged from the very beginning, just like what 0-08 had done.
He began to doubt his original judgment, believing that the female beast tamer from the traveling circus in Tingen City who had asked him to do a tarot divination wasn't an ordinary person.
As his thoughts raced, Klein cut in from another angle and had a new idea. Gradually, he wasn't as horrified, fearful, and depressed as before.
Perhaps it wasn't arranged, but a change that I brought about myself.
Due to the ritual that led to my transmigration, I had a connection with the mysterious space above the gray fog. My fate was naturally affected. To be more precise, as a guest from another world, I originally didn't have a "fate" here. Now, my trajectory is a result of my personality, the encounters of the original Klein, the gray fog's influence, and the surrounding environment.
The mysterious space above the gray fog clearly has a strong connection with the Seer pathway, and this pathway's Sequence 0 is The Fool. In reality, if I were to make a divination, I would definitely flip the Fool card!
"Similarly, this also led to me using 'The Fool' as my title in the future."
Klein's emotions calmed down bit by bit, believing that this was the most likely reason.
Using a razor to eliminate all the unknown factors and still obtain a reasonable explanation, that means that the probability isn't small … Klein forced himself to stop thinking about the question that he couldn't obtain a definite answer to. He turned his attention back to what had just happened.
That gigantic chair and that cluster of transparent maggots are what I saw when I divined above the gray fog.
From the various behaviors that make one's hair stand on end on careful thought, this might very well be an angel of the Seer pathway, an angel who had lost control and turned into a monster!
Zaratul himself?
Or could it be the most powerful member of the Antigonus family during the Fourth Epoch?
If it's the former, Arrodes and Snake of Mercury Will Auceptin have confirmed that Zaratul has already reached Sequence 1 and has lost control and gone mad, collapsing into a monster. This matches this … This can also explain why Zaratul only requested for the door to be opened. This is because once the door of concealment is opened, the two sides will form a connection, allowing "Him" to escape his current state and slowly recover. The repeated emphasis on the ashes is just a pretense.
But the problem is that the environment Zaratul is currently in isn't similar to the ancient palace on the mountain peak. Otherwise, I would have been able to recognize it back then.
If it's an angel from the Antigonus family who barely managed to survive, to be able to make Zaratul, who came to the Hornacis mountain range in search of treasures after obtaining the notebook during Rosell's period, suffer a loss. A portion of "Himself" was secretly split off without him realizing it. As a result, "He" went mad during his advancement. Regardless, this should be a Sequence 1 Attendant of Mysteries. After all, Zaratul was already a Miracle Invoker back then …
From this angle, Zaratul's goal is very likely to be to open the door, allowing the foggy town's history and fate to connect with the outside world, so as to prevent "Himself" from splitting apart …
Regardless, that cluster of transparent maggots is most likely a Sequence 1 that lost control. It's no wonder the Demoness of Despair was on the brink of collapse the moment she saw "Him." She was hung up with just a little struggle, becoming a marionette waiting to be dried up. Thankfully, I didn't have many clues back then, and the scenes I saw in my divination weren't clear enough. Otherwise, I would've suffered a serious blow from seeing a complete and crazy Mythical Creature, losing control and mutating …
Wait, no matter how strong "He" is, can "He" be stronger than the Eternal Blazing Sun or the True Creator? Even if the Seer pathway's restraints on the mysterious space above the gray fog are taken into account, "He" is at most on the same level as "Them." In other words, as long as "He" can endure the pain, I'll have a chance to pry into "Him" with sufficient prerequisites. And a complete Mythical Creature form is mixed with the corresponding knowledge.
I might be able to use this to obtain one or two High-Sequence formulas, just like how I obtained the Unshadowed from the Eternal Blazing Sun back then.
With this in mind, a scene involuntarily surfaced in Klein's mind.
Above the gray fog, The Fool had once again secretly extended "His" hand.
While feeling a sudden sense of joy, Klein also felt a strong sense of heartache. This was because, with his present level, strength, and items, it was impossible for him to head to the ancient chair where the transparent maggots were and pick up The Fool card.
Seeing the item one desired the most but not being able to obtain it was always painful.
Phew … At least I've obtained the Bizarro Sorcerer potion formula. I'll still have a chance to pry into it in the future. This risk wasn't wasted. All the gold pounds spent and the marionettes I lost weren't wasted either … Yes, it's unlikely that Zaratul would give a fake formula. To "Him," it's beneath "He" to deceive a Sequence 5 who has no chance of leaving alive. Besides, if "He" were to lie, "He" would have to be wary of the fact that I already know the Bizarro Sorcerer potion formula. The reason why "He" asked for it was to confirm if it was trustworthy … I'll do a divination above the gray fog later … Klein exhaled. Seeing that there hadn't been any abnormal changes outside for a long period of time, he decided to immediately approach the pitch-black cathedral and observe what had happened inside.
To him, all the problems he had thought about weren't the most important thing at present. What was most important was to leave this World of Concealment and leave the foggy town!
After leaving the house, Klein, who was wearing an old triangular hat and a dark red coat, cautiously came to the entrance of the ancient cathedral. He carefully passed through the half-closed door and walked in step by step.
The corpses that were dressed differently and looked different were still the same as before. They hung in midair and moved with the wind, producing the ravings of "Hornacis … Flegrea …"
Klein passed under "them" as his eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment. The number of things he could see gradually increased.
The half-demonic wolf and half-human statue remained standing without any damage. The obsidian stone slab and tin urn had landed diagonally behind the statue, but they didn't crack.
Klein heaved a sigh of relief before observing his surroundings. His gaze suddenly froze.
In the dark corner stood a gigantic mushroom that was taller than him.
The mushroom's top was crimson like blood with white patterns mixed in it. Its body was formed from many identical mushrooms, and their patterns together depicted a face, Mr. A.'s face.
However, Mr. A's "eyes" were extremely blank. They no longer had a luster that could be considered human. Mushrooms grew out from both sides, connecting to form a slender arm. And on his left palm was a thin human-skinned glove. Both of them seemed to have fused as one.
… What kind of monster is this … Klein couldn't help but take a step back. He felt that his mysticism knowledge was completely inadequate at that moment.
He hadn't turned off his corresponding vision and was doing self-preservation. He also discovered that the terrifying mushroom didn't have Spirit Body Threads, as though it was long dead. Its present activity was only a remnant reaction of its body's nerves.
In an instant, Klein suddenly had a guess.
Mr. A, who had been planted with a mushroom, didn't manage to escape in time. He witnessed the transparent maggots, a complete Mythical Creature. His mind died on the spot as his body completely collapsed and underwent a terrifying mutation. Then, it fused with the nearby Wraith Señor who had disintegrated from the curse, becoming a mushroom-shaped monster that had never appeared before!
Also, Creeping Hunger has been devoured … This "mushroom" looks really disgusting. If Franco mentions mushrooms again, I'll throw him into the sea … Klein's eyes darted around as he subconsciously moved closer to the obsidian stone slab. He planned on ignoring the "mushroom" and escaping first.
At this moment, his mind suddenly went adrift as he felt everything around him turn slightly blurry.
Suddenly, Klein realized that he had been forcefully pulled into a dream!
He immediately broke free and saw the nearly two-meter-tall "mushroom" slowly gliding over. In its hand was a gigantic sword formed from crimson magma and light blue flames.
It can use Sword of Magma … Without any hesitation, Klein opened his mouth and let out a sound.
Bang!
The extremely penetrating Air Bullet hit the "mushroom" that had slowed down due to controlling the dream. It drilled into its cap and tore open a huge wound.
The wound was filled with human flesh and tiny mycelium. They quickly squirmed and quickly repaired the "body."
It can actually do this … A strong sense of danger suddenly arose in Klein's mind as he suddenly lunged to the side and rolled continuously.
The "mushroom" suddenly sped up as the "Sword of Magma" in its hand dragged along a crimson and light blue flame as it slashed heavily at the spot where Klein had been standing. It split the floor tiles apart as flames splattered in all directions.
At this moment, Klein snapped his fingers and ignited the tiny mushrooms that formed the monster.
Then, he ran diagonally behind the statue in an attempt to obtain the obsidian stone slab.
But in a daze, Klein realized that he was heading in the wrong direction.
He was rushing towards the door.
It can even distort my will? Klein's heart tightened as he saw from the corner of his eye that the surface of the gigantic "mushroom" was covered in a layer of frost, extinguishing the rising crimson flames.
As his thoughts raced, Klein ran towards the door and snapped his fingers again, igniting the leaves of the trees outside.
Without understanding the enemy's situation or making too many preparations, he believed that a qualified Magician would choose to retreat and avoid the attack.
More importantly, his strongest Marionettist powers were unable to be used at this moment. This was because the gigantic "mushroom" didn't have Spirit Body Threads!
With a whoosh, the crimson flames surged upwards like water, drowning Klein's figure. He then flashed into the flames outside and leaped to the ground.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the howling of the wind.
The gigantic "mushroom" with the red-white cap chased out of the cathedral under the escort of the strong winds!
It can even fly! Klein snapped his fingers and used Flaming Jump to open up a distance.
At the same time, he felt his nose itch as he felt the urge to sneeze.
There's also a disease … How am I to fight it? I don't have any mystical items, so I can't use my Marionettist powers … What a magical mushroom! Klein, who was hiding in a building, was unsure if he should laugh or cry.
Suddenly, he felt his body turn cold as his present appearance was naturally reflected in his mind.
His old triangular hat, dark red coat, white pants, and black leather boots had all vanished. All that was left was a pair of boxers that protected the last bit of his dignity.
This … It's been thirty minutes. The Señor summoned from history can no longer be maintained … Klein instantly understood the reason as he began to think.
The Admiral of Blood portion that the "mushroom" fused with should have vanished as well …
Also, in another fifteen minutes, the effects of the "fish" will be gone. It will lack the main constituent elements …
The corners of Klein's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He immediately used the flames to jump out. Indeed, as he expected, the gigantic "mushroom" had a ridiculous hole in its body. Furthermore, it couldn't be repaired, causing it to slow down and slow down.
Come on, let's play hide-and-seek … Klein silently said as he began circling the various streets of the town. With the help of the flames and houses, he began circling the gigantic "mushroom."
During this process, the crimson moon didn't penetrate the fog to become clear even once.
More than ten minutes later, the terrifying "mushroom" finally lost its ability to move as it staggered and collapsed on the street.
Klein heaved a sigh of relief as he slowly and carefully approached. He saw the "mushroom"'s flesh and blood condense as the points of light contracted. Soon, all that was left was a thin human-skinned glove.
This … Because of the mutation brought about by a Sequence 1 angel, Creeping Hunger has fused with Mr. A? An upgraded version of Creeping Hunger? Klein bent down and carefully picked up the human-skinned glove.
PS: Thank you to Verkael, Passerby Forked, Under the Parasol Tree, Wind-Rain Fruit Smoking, and Flying Leaf Tyrant 923 for your generous gifts over the past few days.
PS2: I was busy writing yesterday and didn't have the time to say it. Happy Children's Day, everyone! Actually, what I like the most about this chapter and the book review section is that the silly readers are laughing all day long, saying, "666," "Holy sh * t," "Awesome, awesome, awesome. Just a casual browse will make my mood improve. Yes, it's good to be happy. Everyone should be happy."
PS 3: 3,600 + words. Seeking a guaranteed monthly pass ~
PS4: I suddenly realized that the system has been upgraded. From June 2nd to June 6th, I can't post or comment on this chapter. I can't see the silly readers laughing.
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