Sure enough, it involves "uniqueness", or in other words, "source quality"? In short, "Deng Shen" is indeed a sealed high-level existence, and its personality is at least the king of angels... It is completely unusable... Klein exhaled, and turned his attention back to hunting the dark demon wolf Kotal on this matter.

He has made a lot of preparations during this time, and he has also deliberated the entire plan above the gray fog.

However, Klein was not in a hurry to take action, and spent a lot of time checking for loopholes and making up for imperfections.

Two or three days later, in the deep darkness, in the dead and desolate wilderness, Klein, who had interfered with the divination in advance, was wearing a half-height silk top hat and a long black windbreaker, and was holding a lantern emitting a dim yellow light. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the air.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating the entire world.

Klein immediately dragged out a figure, which was himself holding the illusory "Star Staff" and a lantern.

Immediately afterwards, his body entered the fog of history, rushed to before the first era, and hid in the layers of old cities.

His historical pore image came to life instantly, and one of the terrains surveyed during this period appeared in his mind, and he used the ability of the "Star Staff" to directly transfer to the past.

��This is far away from where his body is. Even if there is a problem with the projection, no one can pinpoint the specific location where his body returns to reality.

Looking around, after seeing the dry riverbed, the monster-like boulder standing in the dark depths, etc., Klein no longer maintained the historical projection of the "Star Staff". He shook his right hand, causing it to quickly fade and disappear.

After finishing these things, Klein walked to the huge rock, put down the lantern, and whispered a name in the giant language: "The dark lord who lives with history;

"The incarnation of innumerable miracles;

"The god in charge of wishes..."

This is the honorable name of the Dark Demonic Wolf that Klein got from the "Goddess of the Night". Although that mythical creature may not still be using this name, and may have made some changes to it long ago, in terms of mysticism, it has nothing to do with it. Questions still point to him.

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Deep in the rolling mountains, inside an ancient castle.

Giants, elves, humans, and vampires act as gardeners, cooks, servants, maids, and guards respectively. They have different expressions and whisper a few words when they meet each other, appearing very lively and spiritual.

But when they returned to their room, they immediately became sluggish, their eyes no longer moved, their bodies floated upwards, hanging from the ceiling.

In the depths of the castle, in a hall that could only be illuminated by lightning outside the window, a huge figure lay quietly in the darkness.

"It" is like a hill, covered with dark short hairs, the black pupils occupy at least three quarters of the eyes, there is a tuft of gray hair on the forehead, and the head looks like an enlarged and twisted wolf.

This is the "God of Wishes", the dark demonic wolf Kotal.

Suddenly, this demon wolf, which was more exaggerated than ordinary giants, raised its head, and every dark short hair shook, and all the servants in the castle followed him and made similar movements at the same time.

Cottard then moved his eyes slightly and tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something.

In the next second, He opened his mouth, let out a silent roar, and summoned another self.

As soon as this dark demonic wolf appeared, Cottal's body jumped into the gray mist and rushed to a certain historical spot in the Second Epoch.

This is a hidden history He has mastered.

In the real world, the historical pore image of the dark demon wolf made a wish in difficult and awkward language, and then, with a flash of his figure, he moved directly to the mountain peak near the northern city-state North.

After making corresponding preparations, the "God of Wishes" let off a short dark hair, turned into an illusory "worm of spirit" and swelled into corresponding prayer spots.

With the help of this spot of light, Cottard saw who it was that was praying to him:

It was a young man wearing a strange hat and clothes. He was standing beside a glass lantern, reciting the honorable name of "God of Wishes" in a low voice. JrNovels.com