Presenting a pen and paper, Klein wrote after deliberation: "It's dangerous to talk to Mister 'Gate' right now."

This divination will obviously point to Mr. "Gate", causing Klein to encounter certain counterattacks, but Klein, who has initially mastered "Origin Castle" and can mobilize angel-level power, believes that he can bear it. After all, Mr. "Gate" is in The state of being exiled and sealed.

Unfastening the pendulum in the cuff of his left wrist, Klein held it with his left hand, letting it hang over the words, almost touching the surface of the paper.

He immediately closed his eyes, and silently recited the divination sentence seven times with a high level of mental tension.

Silently, a shadow suddenly flashed in Klein's heart, which seemed to completely obscure his inspiration.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that the citrine pendant was shattered into powder.

"After I initially mastered 'Origin Castle', certain divinations are more concealed and less likely to cause accidents?

"Well, is it related to your own safety, or is it because the gap with Mr. 'Gate' has narrowed to a certain extent? Of course, it refers to Mr. 'Gate' in the sealed state...or a combination of the two The effect?

"The result now shows that talking to Mister 'Gate' is in an unbearable danger...Why is this happening?" Klein frowned, unable to make effective speculations, and couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.

After a while, he leaned back against the back of the high-backed chair, shook his head and sighed, giving up his original plan.

"I can only make more preparations in other aspects..." Klein pressed with his left hand, and the citrine pendant instantly recovered. After all, it was just a projection of the main body above the gray fog.

Because of the changes in the "divination" just now, Klein had some associations, that is, the twisted and transparent worms peeking at the main peak of the Hornacis Mountain Range may not be as dangerous as before.

"Then there is a high probability that it is the Sequence 1 angel of the Antigonus family, and it may even be the 'half fool' mentioned by Leonard and me... If my peeping can last a little longer, I can directly interpret the Sequence 2 The potion formula of 'Master of Miracles' or Sequence 1 'Servant of Mysteries' may not be low, well, there is only one chance, that kind of monster that has gone completely crazy, who knows what will happen because of it... When I fully adapt to the 'ancient Scholar' potion, you can try it..." Klein rubbed his forehead, and his figure suddenly disappeared above the gray mist.

After returning to the real world, he was not in a hurry to tidy up the altar, but sat on a chair and seriously thought about what unconventional preparations he could make.

The so-called routines include: meet with the "Queen of Mystery" once to discuss the details of cooperation; give more gifts to Will Auceptin, Reinette Tinekerr, and Pallez Zoroyas Germany; pray to the "Goddess of the Night", increase the probability of summoning the ascetic monk Arianna's historical pore image; master the core ability of "Ancient Scholar"...

As for unconventional, it depends purely on Klein's own imagination.

After thinking about it for a while, Klein's expression was serious, his brows slightly frowned, he stretched out his right hand, and scratched the air.

This time, he dragged out nothing.

Klein grabbed another ten times in a row, but the summoning results all failed, which made him have to accept the fact helplessly:

You can't succeed on your own!

He immediately took out his wallet, pulled out a paper crane, and wrote on its surface with a pencil: "Give me some luck, and I'll bring you ice cream from Serenzo's Restaurant."

After refolding the paper crane, Klein entered the inner room, lay down on the bed, and recovered his spirituality by sleeping.

In the hazy dream, he saw a series of thin, silvery snakes, and they formed a response: "Five!"

"No problem." Klein promised with a smile.

The next moment, he woke up.

Turning over and sitting up, Klein stretched out his right hand again and grabbed ten times in a row.

Still all failed!

"It doesn't matter if you're lucky enough...the difficulty is too high..." Klein subconsciously wanted to tap the edge of the bed with his fingers, but he restrained this tendency in an instant, because this action belonged to his habit above the gray fog and was not suitable for him. to the real world.

After pacing back and forth for a long time, and seriously thinking about various connections, Klein finally left the bedroom and brought an item back to the real world with the altar outside that hadn't been cleaned up.

It was an ancient book bound in parchment with a dark brown cover. JrNovels.com