While talking, Forsi suddenly looked at her friend who was eating ham, and said anxiously: "Hugh, why don't you try praying to Mister Fool and ask if today's party will be held as scheduled."

Xio frowned slightly, put down the fork, and nodded: "Okay."

She also felt that the current situation was a bit weird.

After clasping his hands and resting his chin, Xio took a breath and said in a low voice, "A fool who doesn't belong to this era..."

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Backlund, North District, underground of St. Samuel's Church, in a room behind Chanis Gate.

Emlyn White woke up, quite confused about the dream just now.

He seems to have dreamed of Lilith, the ancestor of the blood clan!

In the dream, he was trapped in an old castle covered with red vines, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

Later, through the narrow window at the top, he saw the crimson moon outside, and saw a pair of huge bat wings covering half of the crimson moon.

In the legend of the blood clan, this is one of the symbols of the ancient god Lilith.

Immediately afterwards, Emlyn, who was so excited that he flew high and tried to open the narrow window, found a tarot card at the bottom of the glass.

The surface of the Tarot card depicts a young man in gorgeous clothes, a gorgeous headdress, a walking stick on his shoulder, luggage hanging on the tip of the stick, and a dog pulling behind him.

"The Fool" card.

After dreaming here, Emlyn naturally woke up, and as a blood viscount, he has basic dream analysis ability: "It must be my current situation that caused this dream to appear, and that 'star' has never been there. Send me some human blood...

"I am indeed the object of the ancestor's favor... He is implying that if I want to get out of the predicament, I must get help from Mister Fool?

"What day is it today? Forget it, just pray, so that you can go out as soon as possible." Emlyn sat up hopefully, and recited quite piously: "The fool who does not belong to this era..."

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Above the gray fog, the three crimson stars corresponding to "Justice", "Judgment" and "Moon" began to expand and contract, emitting light and creating ripples.

They merged into the crimson "tide" that already existed, instantly intensifying the shock in the entire mysterious space.

During the shock, the "tide" submerged the ancient and majestic palace, causing mysterious symbols to be lit up one after another behind the eight seats on both sides of the long bronze table.

This brings new halos and new vibrations with buzzing sounds.

At the top of the mottled long table, the back of the seat belonging to "The Fool" also lit up, and the complex symbols composed of half a "twisted thread" and half an "eye without pupil" continued to stretch out, becoming layers upon layers. , extremely three-dimensional.

The crimson "tide" was thus attracted, forming a "figure" on the high-backed chair of "The Fool".

This "figure" is not stable enough, sometimes distorted, sometimes scattered, it is difficult to really take shape.

On the barren plain filled with grayish-yellow mist, Klein paused slightly, and looked up at the lightning flashing across the sky.

He immediately looked back, carrying a leather lantern, and followed Amon's side, deep into the wilderness that could not see the edge.

One person, one day, the more the King of Angels moves forward, the more ravines there are on the ground, and the depths become more and more exaggerated.

About ten minutes later, as another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, Klein saw a blue-black Cyclops tens of meters high hovering not far away.

There were signs of rot and pus all over his body, his eyes were sunken, and he was lifeless. JrNovels.com