Is this a euphemistic expression of grievance for me and the magic lamp leaving Backlund?

"Your loyal and humble servant Arrodes is honored to follow in your footsteps again and is always waiting to serve you."

This, this is too flattering, it changes its face so fast, the lamp is not like this, it is tossing with Gehrman, this ticker is not good.

Danitz was thinking wildly when he heard Gehrman's indifferent voice:

"You go to guard outside the door."

"Okay." He actually wanted to stay and see what questions this devil named Arrodes would ask Gehrman.

You might hear something eye-popping. For example, Gehrman doesn't like women or even men, he's a necrophile or a fetishist. For example, he doesn't like to talk because he is not a human at all, he is an abyss demon who has mixed into the crowd, and he has not yet learned how to speak normally like a human being.

After Danitz closed the door, Klein carefully asked the question he was most concerned about: Where is the mermaid?

Arrodes answered all the information about the mermaid settlement in detail, and finally, it typed:

"Great Master, I must play by the rules and ask you a question in exchange."

"Do you want to know the cause of Nast's out-of-control death?"

Klein thought for a while, and thought it was better not to know, but he was also curious, how did a Sequence Three who had lived for countless years lose control in just one encounter?

Aware of Klein's hesitation, new words began to appear below the question on the illusory paper:

"Great master, I will not report to you what you are inappropriate to know at this stage."

"it is good."

Klein replied calmly.

"The evil lamp **** proclaimed his previous title and power to Nast..."

Before the writing was finished, the color changed abruptly, and the bright red fluorescence reflected Gehrman's stern face in a terrifying manner.

A line of indecipherable garbled characters appeared on the paper.

The color of the handwriting suddenly returned to silver and suddenly turned red, just like the revolving lanterns outside the barber shop in the previous life. Klein's eyes were going to blind them.

The silver-white struggled for a few times, and the bright red garbled characters suddenly became neat. They twisted their bodies and pieced together a line of Chinese:

"It's not good to lick a dog."

Klein's eyes froze suddenly, but he pressed the abnormality down again in a flash.

This line of text flashed by, and the writing returned to silver:

"Great master, your innocent poor and weak servant Arrodes has been violated by evil forces and has to leave temporarily. Your servant is always waiting for the next opportunity to serve you."

The room fell back into darkness, and the ticker stopped working.

"If I engrave the name Arrodes on the ticker, can I ask him questions at any time?"

Klein muttered, but he got an answer immediately.

"No, it doesn't have the ability to respond worldwide."

"If you absolutely want a supernatural radio receiver, I can provide the real names of several gods. You can choose one you like and engrave it, or it can be all of them."

"For example, the Evernight Goddess, the Lord of Storms, the Earth Goddess, or the eternal blazing sun you often slander?"

"Then I will most likely die during the characterization process."

Klein replied without changing his face.

"How come, you can go to Origin Castle to do it."

"You might get a ticker that disappears out of thin air and tells a scary story; a ticker that generates its own electricity without being plugged in; a ticker that grows mushrooms and squirts milk every day; can replace a gas wall lamp, Glowing ticker."

Klein had an illusion in his mind, and then quickly extinguished these blasphemous thoughts.

Seeing Klein's changing eyes, Deng Shen immediately sneered:

"The fortune-tellers are really brave, they don't dare to do this."

Klein went to the door without any shame and called back to Danitz, instructing him to continue monitoring.

The next day, Klein received Mr. Azik's instructions on how to capture a courier.

According to Mr. Azik, his messengers have as many as a legion, all of them are domesticated, and one can be donated to Klein at any time.

Mr. Azik is so nice.

But Klein declined the proposal in his heart, preparing to go to the spiritual world to capture one. But then he thought again, if he wore the "Dark Emperor" suit and carried the Seagod scepter, would he gather some strange people?

That can only choose the first option that Mr. Azik said.

Thinking of this, Klein immediately found Danitz.

"Do you know any other abandoned warehouses or houses?"

"More? After the previous one was bombed, I was almost involved in it. The few warehouses I know of are all in the old shipyard."

Danitz angrily rejected Gehrman's demands.

"Scented Tree Avenue, 12 to 16."

Klein replied calmly.

"Absolutely not!"

Danitz shouted out angrily.

In the afternoon, the basement of No. 13 Xiangshu Avenue.

Danitz was sitting in his own living room with grief and anger, and he was kicked out of the basement by Gehrman.

In the basement, Klein lit a candle, dropped the essential oil, and placed the magic lamp solemnly in a place where he could easily copy it, which gave him a great sense of security.

Taking into account the uncertainty of this kind of summoning, he was worried that if he summoned a malicious boss, he only needed to pick up the magic lamp...

Getting everything ready, Klein thought about his needs.

Be sure to describe the requirements clearly, otherwise Party B may blow my head.

The speed of information transmission is the most important. As long as it runs fast enough, the probability of being attacked and packet loss is very small, effectively ensuring the integrity of the information.

"I call in my name:

"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be driven, a speeder beyond imagination."

A vague figure rushed out, Klein felt a fan pass his face, and then the perpetrator fled.

Klein waited for a while, then sighed and ended the summoning, but the dark green candle flame failed to return to its normal color.

How is this going?

Klein felt it again and confirmed that he had ended the summoning.

The gloomy candle flame didn't flicker, and he didn't have any omen of danger.

So, he rearranged his thoughts and spoke again:

"I call in my name:

"Spirits wandering in vain, friendly creatures that can be driven, weak beings that are easily ignored."

The basement was soaked in green candlelight~lightnovelpub.net~ was silent, and nothing happened.

Klein ended the summoning again, intending to adjust his needs and do it again.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice:

"I heard that you are summoning a messenger. So, what do you need is this storm attribute messenger that has run around the planet eight times, or this night attribute messenger who has gone around the room eight times without being found?"

I saw Deng Shen holding a petite triangular-shaped head in his left hand, a streamlined translucent spiritual body, and his right hand holding a huge gleaming stick figure eye. Only a faint black line can be seen.

"Look, I caught them for you, and I also helped them with background lighting, so choose one."

The lamp **** smiled happily.

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