Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Chapter 111: Black Death Revisited

What extraordinary power am I affected by?

Klein fell silent.

"Everyone has been rescued, what about the things?"

"They said no now, and I was persuaded."

Klein was thinking about whether he should bring a magic lamp to his house to collect debts violently, but he was a little hesitant because he didn't understand the power affecting him.

"Is that so, so the dice has already woken up."

"With their luck, they won't last long. You will see them appear at your door tomorrow morning and beg Azik to help them temporarily seal the dice."

"That is the uniqueness of the path of destiny. You can understand it as a top-level sealed artifact. Its appearance is a dice, which can be smashed independently. By probabilizing the behavior of people around it, it gradually affects the world."

"After the restart of Will's mercury snake, it is temporarily impossible to hold it, and it can only be brought to a credible subordinate."

After listening to the explanation of the magic lamp, Klein felt relieved, and while waiting for the water to boil, he asked casually:

"When you were at the Governor's Mansion, you didn't go to the dungeon, where did you go?"

"Oh, I want to see the stock and variety of dim sum over there."

Klein thought of something, suddenly laughed, and said:

"In the dungeon, there is a sealed artifact that can weaken the mystery within a certain range, and can also distinguish the identity of the Beyonder, but I can't get it, I think it should be the arbitrator path..."

"Depend on…"

Seeing Deng Kamikaze rushing out, Klein only had time to say:

"You promised not to be casual..."

in the herbal store.

Roy, who had torn off the cloth strip, saw the dice that was currently 6.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the dice in his hand had no wind and automatically turned over without any signs.

Roy felt that most of the luck he had accumulated for a long time had been emptied at once.

Roy took a deep breath, spit it out again, and looked at Darkwill with complicated eyes:

"I really didn't expect that meeting you in my lifetime would cost all my luck."

Klein drank a glass of dark green thick liquid, which reminded him of a drink called dry juice.

He felt that the pain in his shoulder increased again. This painful and itchy feeling lasted for a while, then weakened, and finally disappeared. After about ten minutes, Klein felt that his shoulder had returned to normal function.

The craftsmanship is good, Klein thought in a good mood, and walked out of the room.

Azik was reading the newspaper with a cup of tea in his hand. He looked leisurely and comfortable, like an old-fashioned gentleman enjoying afternoon tea at his home. He didn't look like he was going to take someone to the Black Death and go shopping with the immortal witch. Big guy.

"Ready?"

Azik put down the newspaper and stood up. Seeing that Klein was fully dressed, he put on a top hat and grabbed Klein's uninjured shoulder.

The overlapping bright color blocks faded, and Klein and Azik landed on the Black Death.

At this moment, there was silence on the Black Death, which was completely different from the previous night where Klein stayed.

I don't know how many living people are left on the boat, Klein thought silently.

"It's you?"

A holy and enchanting white-robed woman, Shi Shiran, came over, her delicate girl-like face showed slight surprise and doubt, and her eyes were placed on Azik's face.

Azik looked at the woman in front of him hesitantly, and the memory in his mind turned slightly, but he tried to recall it for a while, but he still felt vague.

"I can't remember you."

"I'm sorry, I've lost my past memories again and again, and I'm on the way to find them."

Katerina was even more puzzled, and she continued:

"Why do you keep losing your memory? I remember that you only did this in Sequence Four."

"It's been more than 1,300 years since we last met. Originally, we cooperated with the **** of death and caused a pale disaster. We also fought together. You were already the death consul of the Balam Empire at that time."

"At that time, the Seven Gods split..."

Azik fell silent, and after a long time, he sighed and said:

"I can't recall."

Katerina smiled and said:

"What is the purpose of His Royal Highness Death Consul's visit this time?"

Azik restrained his previous emotions and said sternly:

"The first thing, I want to take a look at the ancient documents related to the **** of death that Tracy handed over to the Witch Sect."

"Tracy?"

Katarina's gaze suddenly turned to the Beyonder carried by Azik, the breath of a fortune teller.

"It turns out that it was you, a faceless man who was so daring. You escaped last time, how dare you come back?"

"Second thing, solve Tracy's problem."

Katerina lowered her eyes, and after a brief silence, she raised her eyes again, her eyelashes swept up and down the infinite style, and between her eyes, a playful flow.

"What would you do if I killed him?"

"I would avoid this accident at the source first."

Azik replied calmly.

"Heh, I will rub a copy of that batch of documents for you. I really hope you can quickly restore your memory and become the death archon again. I don't know if you will think so at that time, it must be very interesting. "

Katarina turned to Klein.

"Give me back Tracy's Extraordinary characteristics."

Then she restrained her smile, looked at Azik, and said solemnly:

"I hope to get a free help from you. I will no longer pursue the offense of your little friend. This is the end of Tracy's matter."

"If it's not against my will."

Azik pondered for two seconds and gave a reply.

"Hehe, we have cooperated before, and now there will always be times when our interests are aligned. We will definitely be able to cooperate happily again."

Katarina smiled sweetly again.

Ards was noncommittal, stretched out his hand and summoned the paper and pen, wrote a line, and threw the paper to Katerina.

"I will give it to you after the Extraordinary characteristics, and you can summon my messenger."

Returning to the hotel and entering the room, Klein intuitively realized that the lamp **** had returned.

So he asked tentatively:

"Did you get that Sealed Artifact?"

"Of course, UU reading www.uukanshu.com tastes pretty good. I'll order theirs next time."

The Bayam Governor's Mansion is **** moldy.

Klein came above the gray fog, preparing to bring Tracy's Beyonder characteristics to the real world. He glanced at the junk pile and saw the Qianzhihe he stole from Dr. Allen.

If Roy King had a special way to control the influence of that sealed artifact, what if they escaped overnight? I have to report this arrears to their leaders.

Back in the real world, Klein first blew the copper whistle and sent the Beyonder characteristics away, then took out the pen, slightly unfolded the folded part of Qianzhihe, and reduced the font as much as possible. He carefully wrote:

"The dice are activated, and Roy King has not paid his debts."

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