Klein laughed, and said without any hesitation: "Otherwise, as soon as you enter the Land Abandoned by God, you will directly steal my fate and become the new owner of 'Origin Castle'. Even if you want to play a game of escape and interception You can also wait until the main goal is achieved before doing it. In that way, you will not take any risks, and I will lose the chance of resurrection and my original destiny. Driven by my survival instinct, I will work harder trying to escape.

"It's true that the 'God of Mischief' can do things that risk the thrill, but you're still the 'God of Fraud.'"

Speaking of which, Klein glanced at Amon's unchanged expression, paused and said, "I know you really have the extraordinary ability to steal other people's fate, but being able to do something doesn't mean you will do it. Weigh the risks, weigh the pros and cons, and analyze the pros and cons.

"I think, you don't want to directly steal my destiny, that would burden you with everything brought by 'Origin Castle', and you must fight against the shadow of its original owner's resurrection, even for a king of angels like you It is very dangerous, and it will fall if you are not careful, so if you want to find a loophole, you can get 'Origin Castle' without bearing negative effects, and you must get my 'permission'."

When he said this, Klein thought of the experience of being caught by viruses several times while playing on the computer in his previous life. Those viruses would always pretend to be various normal things, tricking you into clicking and saying "permit".

This is inexplicably similar to the current situation.

After listening to Klein's words, Amon looked at him without saying a word, but calmly supported the crystal-carved monocle.

Klein smiled and continued: "Since you 'parasitized' me, you have been committing a large-scale fraud. While giving the option of becoming your favored person, you told me that your body can withstand my attack. Fate, let me bear a heavy psychological burden.

"During the next journey, you kept letting me see hope and destroying it. From time to time, you gave me a time limit, which made me unconsciously seize the opportunity to breathe, and suddenly shortened the itinerary, disturbing my arrangement, and finally revealed the truth. I am the card of the ontology, driving me into the abyss of despair, in order to destroy my will, break down my psychological defense, make me completely collapse, choose to be your favored person, and 'agree' to that potential' deal '."

After listening quietly, Amon suddenly laughed, raised his hands, and gently applauded: "Perfect reasoning.

"However, you seem to have missed a point.

"What I'm saying is, see my main body, go to a place that is safe enough, and then take away your fate. Now, we have not reached the final destination, and of course I will not take the risk."

Klein's expression sank slightly, but he immediately relaxed again: "I'm looking forward to what will be different there."

He responded to Amon's words with Amon's gesture.

The genuine king of angels straightened his monocle, smiled and pointed to the side: "Hurry up, we will arrive in less than half a day."

"How long?" Klein instinctively lacked trust in Amon's vague description.

Amon scratched his chin, laughed and said, "Half an hour."

Klein looked sideways at the direction Amon pointed just now, and saw that it was dark and deep, and he couldn't see anything.

A bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating the barren plain, but in the distance was a thicker gray-yellow mist.

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Backlund, Queens District, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family,

After two days of chaos, Audrey's life finally regained some calm, which made her more curious about the hidden truth of the king's assassination.

Considering that Mr. Fool seems to have hinted that today's Tarot Society might be cancelled, Audrey decided to pray to this existence in advance, contact the "World" Gehrman Sparrow, and try to figure out the corresponding situation.

She just glanced at Susie, and the big golden retriever immediately walked out of the room, closed the door, and squatted outside.

Audrey sat down familiarly, put on a prayer posture, and whispered in the ancient Hermes language: "The fool who does not belong to this era..."

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Backlund, East District, in a two-bedroom rental house.

"You said, is there going to be a party today? No formal announcement was made..." Forsi took out her lady's pocket watch, opened it and glanced at it.

Xio shook his head: "I don't know."

Forsi couldn't sit still anymore, left her seat, paced back and forth a little anxiously, and muttered to herself, "Mr. World didn't give any feedback, and Mr. Fool didn't respond either..." JrNovels.com