"I once met the 'Queen of Mysteries', and learned about the Secret Order and its leader from her."

The old man nodded slightly, did not reply in the affirmative, nor did he deny it. He smiled and asked vaguely, "What help do you need?"

Help... Klein recalled the extraordinary ability shown by the other party, hesitated and said: "Can you summon a fish from the outside world from the history of this hidden world? It's fine if it has become food."

In his opinion, this is not impossible. You must know that most of the outsiders who have entered the town come from the easternmost ruins of the Sonia Sea. Perhaps some fish were raised there as a reserve. Food, which is used to observe changes in the environment, disappeared at night because he did not fall asleep, or maybe some explorer just ate a stomach full of fish, and then encountered darkness and did not have time to fall asleep. It is not incomprehensible that fish from the outside world existed in the history of China.

Zaratul raised his head, glanced at Klein who was dressed as Gehrman Sparrow, but did not give an answer for a short while.

After several seconds, he lowered his eyes and said in a vague voice, "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, "Admiral of Blood" Senor had an extra piece of pulverized fish sticking together in his hand.

"It can only last for three quarters of an hour. When it's over, it's like you've never eaten." Zaratul added.

It actually works... Klein feels more and more that the high-sequence ability of the "Seer" pathway is weird and terrifying.

He wanted to say that there was nothing else that needed help, but he thought that Zaratul was a recognized cunning existence, and everything he said and did required a question mark, so he felt that he should prepare something.

With many thoughts, Klein decided to show a certain amount of greed and let Zaratul lower his evaluation of himself, thinking that he could be easily induced.

After asking Secret Puppet to put away the fish, he rolled his eyes twice, took a breath inaudibly and said: "I still need the potion formula of 'Crafty Mage'."

Zaratul's posture remained unchanged, he was silent for a few seconds, and said with a chuckle: "No problem, as long as you are willing to believe that what I gave is the real formula.

"When you get back that piece of obsidian, I will give you the potion formula of 'Crafting Mage' together with the symbol of 'Open the Door'.

"Hey, for me, these are all things that don't matter, as long as you can scatter my ashes back into the river in my hometown."

After Klein listened quietly, he couldn't help asking: "Your personality must be very high. If the remaining ashes are sprinkled like this, it will pollute the entire river and create countless monsters."

Zaratul laughed and said, "Very carefully.

"However, there are no specificities in my ashes, I have lost them long ago."

While speaking, he raised his head again and glanced at the top of the ancient church.

Is he implying that his Extraordinary characteristics and the peculiarities possessed by his body due to the change are all sucked away by the highest "magnet"? Klein guessed what the other party meant, and asked about his Extraordinary Path: "What is the name of the Sequence 3 potion after 'Crafting Mage'?"

Zaratul's beard moved slightly and said, "Ancient scholar."

Ancient scholars... Although this sounds like a cultural relic dug out of a grave after being dead, Zaratul mentioned "history" repeatedly just now, and the corresponding extraordinary ability is simply unimaginable... Klein asked again with a little joy : "What about the corresponding sequence 0?"

Zaratul raised his head again, glanced at him, and then said with a low smile: "You should know when you 'open the door' to escape."

I hate people like you the most. You only speak in half, always laughing without saying a word... Klein suddenly felt similar to Emperor Roselle, so he shifted his gaze to the stone statue next to him, and asked : "Who is this?"

Zaratul did not turn his head, and said in a voice that was not clear enough: "It is a descendant of an ancient god."

A descendant of an ancient god, a descendant of "Destroyer Demon Wolf" Fregella? This ancient god seems to hold the authority of "Dark Night"... His descendants established the "Kingdom of Night"? Before Klein had time to ask questions, he heard Zaratul laugh and say, "There is another brother, you should be familiar with it."

"Who?" Klein tried hard to recall, but couldn't find the answer.

Zaratul said "Hey": "I got myself a new surname.

"Antigonus."

Antigonus...Kingdom of the Night...Honakis...Freguera...Klein's eyes lit up slightly, and he connected the fragmentary information into a whole at once. JrNovels.com