Chapter: 3155

In the bloody water, items such as shirts and coats floated, and the blood-stained cross stake and an ancient mirror sat there.

In the Bone Church, in Adam the Dreamer's Kingdom of God, Klein died in such a strange way.

Adam, who was wearing a simple white robe, looked at this scene with gentleness and calmness. He didn't know if he had expected it long ago, or he had eliminated his own emotions.

Above the gray mist, inside the ancient palace.

The crazy "worm vortex" lost its movement in an instant, decomposing into one after another dead "worms of spirit".

In the next second, these "insects of spirit" became unreal, stained with gray and white, as if they had merged into the fog of history.

Then, they came back to life, wriggling and gathering together while shining with a faint light.

In just a few seconds, the "Insects of Spirit" reorganized into a figure, it was Klein Moretti with black hair and brown eyes, wearing a formal shirt.

With the return of the "Origin Castle" owner, the destroyed mottled long table and twenty-two high-back chairs were quickly restored, and the debris scattered all over the floor was piled up again.

Klein picked up the "Star Rod" inlaid with various gemstones, and sat in the seat belonging to "The Fool".


The entire space above the gray mist vibrated accordingly, and a majestic and mighty invisible force surged out.

Klein immediately nodded to the golden figure occupying Bernadette's "prayer spot" and said, "I will fulfill my promise."

"Deng Shen" smiled and said: "It seems that you have not inherited his cunning and shamelessness, that's good."

As soon as the words fell, the blurred and distorted golden figure retreated rapidly, no longer projecting on Bernadette's "prayer spot".

"Not bad." Klein answered the "Queen of Mystery"'s prayer by separating out a "Spirit Insect", lowered his head, and made a wish to himself, "I hope I can return to the state I was before tonight."

When his body died, he only took away the most core part of the extraordinary characteristics of the "Master of Miracles", and the rest were isolated by Adam's Bone Church and could not be recovered.

Of course, Klein still has a large part of his characteristics in these "worms of spirit" above the gray mist, in the marionettes that remain in Utopia - Zaratul does not need additional Extraordinary characteristics, and he does not want it to affect himself Therefore, instead of directly using the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics to absorb the characteristics of the same path in Utopia, other methods are used to collect them, which is relatively slow and takes a certain amount of time.

After making this wish, Klein summoned the "curtain", put it on behind him, and snapped his fingers.

In the pile of debris, the Extraordinary characteristics of the "Seer" path Sequence 9 to Sequence 3 that were separated from the "curtain" floated up at the same time, turned into pure light spots, and penetrated into Klein's body.

His state instantly returned to the time when he had almost digested the "Master of Miracles" potion, except that he had no body, and he was no different from when he was attacked.

Immediately afterwards, Klein set his sights on Utopia, which is closely related to himself.

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In Utopia, Zaratul, with a white beard, a hood, and a black robe, stood on the roof of St. Arianna Church, surrounded by Russell Gustav, William Augustus and The historical projection of "Abominable" Siah waited patiently for the door of the Bone Church to open, and Gehrman Sparrow walked out by himself.

Under his control, some of his secret puppets are dealing with a small number of Utopian secret puppets that have begun to mutate, leaving the part of secret puppets that remain normal for the time being to the end.

At this moment, the imaginary and fine "spiritual body threads" suddenly floated up on the frozen part of the Utopia Secret Puppet, and quickly floated to infinite heights.

They came alive in an instant, turned around together, and looked at Zaratul and his historical projections.

Those eyes were shining brightly in the dark.

At the same time, a huge shadow fell from the faintly protruding gray-white mist, enveloping the entire Utopia.

Zaratul and his historical projections instinctively raised their heads and looked towards the sky filled with a faint gray mist.

"This place must not be closed." The next second, the historical projection of William Augustus raised the long sword in his right hand and declared solemnly. JrNovels.com