Volume 7: The Hanged Man Chapter 21: The Trojan Horse of Fate

Release Date: 2024-06-26 11:06:51
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  Looking at the half of the “Fool” on the huge stone chair, Klein’s mind flashed through the scenes related to the Kingdom of Night that he had just experienced, and for a moment he was somewhat touched.

  For Antigonus, he does not know much, and even several times almost lost control because of the other party’s “Honachis …… Fregola ……” ravings, so, at this moment, talk about what sympathy! I’m just a little bit empathetic:

  That always hovering in the dream is undoubtedly one of the best memories of the past.

  Even if he had been born into a transcendent species, Antigonus seemed to have a deep nostalgia for the peace and tranquility of the small, closed country that he had once been a part of.

  Krynn exhaled slowly, averting his gaze from the man with the thick black wolf’s hair on his face and dropping it to the side of the massive stone chair.

  A tome made of thin brass sat silently there, with three rules written in mercury-colored script floating constantly and alternately on it.

  ”0-02″, “Trenthorst Brass Book”.

  Sealed with the power of “grafting”? Well, it seems to have gone a step further, not only connecting the beginning part directly to the end rule, but also fooling the spirit of the “Tron Solstice Brass Book” into ignoring the skipped middle part and repeating it over and over again without attempting to change it… …Klein glanced at “0-02” and muttered something thoughtfully to himself.

  This gave him some idea of what the Fool might be capable of.

  Without thinking too much, Klein let the “Secret Servant” secret doll “graft” the beginning and end together, step to the huge stone chair, picked up the “Tromsørsted Brass Book”.

  On the one hand, he was trying to eliminate any possible interference, and on the other hand, he was testing the current state of Antigonus.

  Seeing that the half of the “Fool” was still sleeping, unable to get out of the eternal sleep, Klein was slightly relieved, and let the secret puppet take the “Tronnenstrom’s Brass Book” and retreated to the entrance of the palace and waited there.

  The reason why he didn’t let his doppelganger take this level 0 seal was because he was worried that the “Tron Solstice Brass Book”, which had a certain connection with the source material, would show passivity at the critical moment when he was accommodating the uniqueness of the “Fool”. The reason for this was because I was afraid that the “Tron Solstice Brass Book”, which had a certain connection with the source material, would display a passive negative influence at the critical moment when I was accommodating the uniqueness of the “Fool”, which would cause the situation to plummet in a bad direction.

  –In terms of avoiding the negative effects of the seal, the secret doll is definitely better than the doppelganger.

  That’s why Kraven didn’t bring his Star Staff; he couldn’t afford to keep a ticking time bomb around.

  Normally, he can rely on his position, level and ability to forcefully suppress the “Star Staff”, but during the process of accommodating the uniqueness of the “Fool”, he will be very vulnerable, and there is no way to intervene in the people and things around him, and if there is a slight accident, he may lose control of himself on the spot.

  In order to cope with the situation where the “Source Castle” was sealed and he couldn’t borrow the power, Kraven had to bring along a sealed object that could provide the ability of “teleportation”, so he chose the “Creeping Hunger”. So, he chose “Creeping Hunger”.

  At this moment, facing a king of angels who controlled the uniqueness, Kraven felt the human skin glove on his left palm shiver instinctively.

  He then stroked “Creeping Hunger” with his right hand and whispered in a joking tone:

  ”Don’t worry, you’re just an image in the hole of history.”

  After dissolving the mental overload in this way, Klein looked around to make sure there was nothing else to deal with.

  Immediately afterward, he pressed a hand to his chest and made a solemn bow to Antigonus.

  When he straightened his body and raised his head, a complex, mysterious, illusory brand protruded from his brow.

  This brand was like a strange light gate tainted with a bit of green and black, constantly emitting a faint grayish mist around it.

  In the next second, Klein poked out his right hand, and from a distance that wasn’t too far, but definitely wasn’t too close, he “encompassed” Antigonus’ body between his five fingers.

  His fingers quickly closed, and with a twist of the wrist, he completed the “theft”.

  He gained nothing.

  The attempt had failed.

  Undeterred, Klein began to steal Antigonus’ identity, destiny, and self-knowledge once again.

  Although he was already the King of Angels among the Kings of Angels, his ability to steal came from the “Source Castle” and was only at Sequence 1 level, whereas Antigonus was the King of Angels tainted by the “Lord of Mysteries” and housed the “Uniqueness”. “There is still an obvious gap between the two.

  Therefore, even though Antigonus had entered a short period of eternal sleep and was unable to resist, Klein failed many times in a row.

  For this kind of situation, he was not nervous, not to mention half a bit of disappointment, because this is all can be expected beforehand, anyway, as long as the “theft” is not completed, the “goddess of the night” will not lift the secret, so that the fate of this place and the reality of the interoperability, there will not be foreign interference, Klein has enough money, and the king of the angels is still in a good position. As long as the “theft” is not completed, the “Goddess of the Night” will not lift the secrecy, so that the fate of this place and reality are interconnected, and there will be no interference from the outside, so Klein has plenty of time and a stable environment to try.

  After failing for an unknown number of times, Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration and foresaw something.

  He once again probed his right hand, closed his five fingers and gently twisted them.

  Suddenly, he felt something intangible detach from Antigonus and float towards him.

  At the same time, a long river of rippling light that was difficult to describe in words and divided into countless tributaries seemed to appear before his eyes.

  The illusory river flowed onward, submerging one tributary after another and returning them to the main stream.

  This is the symbol of “destiny”, which has many different images, such as a slowly rotating wheel divided into multiple compartments and a giant serpent with its head and tail connected. In this moment, when fate changed, Klein saw the river of light.

  In the next moment, image after branched, fragmented image emerged within Klein’s mind:

  A newly born, eight-legged demonic wolf was lying on the hill, with one transparent and twisted worm after another swimming back and forth drilling in and out of the short, coarse, black fur on its body. k was the youngest son of the ancient god Frigidaire, a mythological creature by nature, and at that moment, k was looking at her sister, elder brother, and some of her kindred who were playing in the pile of corpses and bones, and felt a certain amount of disdain for the simple and rough way in which they dealt with their prey. k thought that it was a good idea to hang them up and slowly enjoy them, and that it was not a good idea to take their time. It was only befitting of the status of the people to suspend them and enjoy them slowly;

  The demonic wolf that could be called a slave god feared most of all his father, the mighty, terrible, mad ancient god – although Fregla had already created multiple heirs and isolated a number of extraordinary traits through instinctive mating and breeding, it was uncontrolled and there was no way to guarantee progress, so k remained mad, cruel, bloodthirsty and Full of destructive and destructive instincts, and had even killed several descendants;

  This magical wolf that can only perform miracles and grant wishes of all kinds chases after its prey, tearing them apart or striking them down for sheer pleasure;

  K doesn’t remember much about any of his father’s gods, but he remembers most clearly that he loathed Kotal, the God of Wishes, even if he was a wolf;

  In addition, k does not like the “god of the undead” Salinger, think k gloomy, withdrawn, exudes a rotten and disgusting smell, on the contrary, “goddess of doom” Amanisis, both magic wolf and human aesthetic, gentle character, very good at soothing the soul, not so annoying to the wolf, however, the most clearly remembered is that he was very disgusted with “god of wishes” Kotal, even if this is also a magic wolf. However, this female slave god rarely appeared, always like a shadow, hiding in a place not easy to be found, of course, the wolf remembers, his own several sisters and brothers are quite rejected Amanisis, want to take over k position;

  Wolf witnessed the fall of his father, the mighty Ancient God, and saw the blood of the Ancient God spilled all over the body of Amanisis, the Goddess of Doom, and on that chaotic occasion, a copy of the Uniqueness and a copy of the Sequence 1 Extraordinary Characteristics were pulled and fell into the hands of K. K and one of his sisters fled the scene;

  K and one of his sisters fled the land of the Demon Wolf Clan and went into hiding;

  Without the blessing of their father, the demon wolf and k’s sister realized that the reckless life of the past was not the norm, and that pain and danger were the themes running through everything. Eventually, the k’s crossed the sea to the northern continent, and established a hidden kingdom in the uninhabited Hornachis Mountains;

  The k and the k’s sister did not dare to expose themselves, and could only collect believers in small numbers and gather a population; in such a situation, the k invented the City of the Dead, which existed alongside the Kingdom of the Living, and allowed dead believers to become their own secret puppets as a way of completing the rituals of ascension;

  Although these years were full of worries, they were the best times in this demon wolf’s memory, watching his sister’s believers grow more and more and watching his secret puppet town become more and more perfect, k seemed to have forgotten about the outside world’s troubles and dangers, and gained peace for the first time since he was born;

  Influenced by the believers’ cognition, k and k’s sister gradually gained more of the so-called humanity;

  After the Cataclysm, K was finally promoted to the rank of “Secret Servant”, turned himself into a human being, took the name of Antigonus, and left the Hornachis Mountains to return to the real world outside of the Hidden Kingdom;

  From this moment on, Antigonus’ memories and perceptions became more and more fragmented and broken, and often times K himself felt a bit strange;

  This situation has worsened after k accommodated the uniqueness of the “Fool”. ……

  In a flash of images, Klein quickly came to a realization:

  I am Antigonus, and I am half of the Fool!

  Suddenly, his body changed continuously, sometimes it was the black-haired, brown-pupiled, scholarly Klein Moretti, who appeared to be fused with Zhou Mingrui’s appearance, sometimes it was the long-haired, half-white Antigonus with a thick black wolf’s hair on his face, and sometimes it was the mysterious person who wore a deep black cloak, making it impossible to see his face, and constantly extending slippery tentacles to the side.

  At this moment, Klein’s thoughts were extremely confused and his mental state was completely unbalanced.

  He could only barely maintain a certain degree of self-awareness, staggering under the shocking impact of the two mental storms.

  At the same time, he undertook the fate of Antigonus’ uncontrolled madness, and his body began to crumble a little.

  His ears then rang with a prayer and a praise, and they intertwined to form an illusory image that joined the chaotic battlefield.

  ……

  Rothschild Islands, Byam, on the bell tower of the Church of the Fool.

  A young man in a peaked fedora and monocle suddenly appeared here, standing behind the railing and looking up at the entire city.

  Mr. “Error” Amon!

  In the next second, K saw Bayam and the distant New Silver City and Crescent City disappear at the same time, as if they had been erased from the map with an eraser.

  ”No fun.” Seeing this scene, Amon smiled and shook his head, not at all disappointed by this.

  K just wanted to try to see if Klein or the “Goddess of the Night” had fixed one of the “bugs” here:

  After ringing the bell, K was in a way the “Time Angel” of the “Fool”, and could use this loophole to steal part of the other side’s anchor directly.

  This kind of theft is not valuable in normal times, but it is very useful at the critical moment of the ceremony:

  The sudden decrease in anchors would inevitably lead to the balance being broken, allowing Klein to lose control on the spot!

  Amon then withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to square the monocle he wore over his right eye.

  A light that seemed to come from the starry sky suddenly lit up on those crystal-polished glasses.

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