For half a "fool", death may mean new life!

"However, exquisite and complicated secret arrangements often mean that the ability to take risks is poor. Maybe Zaratul's resurrection arrangement will be cheaper for the lucky one of the Secret Order, which is even more likely than his miraculous return from the fog of history. It needs to be bigger, and there is a possibility of being interfered, influenced, and used by foreign gods..." Klein sneered in his heart, and slowly stood up.

For the time being, he has no idea of ??finding the extraordinary characteristics of the "Master of Miracles", because under the tremendous pressure brought by Amon's "mistake", he had to seize the time to strengthen his humanity, stabilize his mental state, and go to the depths of Calderon, the spiritual city Taking the water from the "River of Eternal Darkness" in order to accommodate the uniqueness of "The Fool", there is no time to waste on insignificant things.

When he successfully ascends and restores the balance of the situation, he doesn't mind going to Intis, starting with the members of the Secret Order, to find out the "treasure house" hidden by Zaratul, so that this fourth era survived The angel sleeps soundly.

After restraining his thoughts and staring down at the tombstone in front of him for a while, Klein stepped back slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and walked sideways into the spirit world.

During this period of time, he has been like a traveler in the sense of mysticism, sometimes returning to the place where he once stayed, and sometimes under the guidance of fate, he randomly shuttles through the spiritual world, going to different realities and witnessing different worlds. Scenes.

As a result, his own part of self-awareness and self-awareness gradually recovered and strengthened little by little, and now he is able to better cooperate with the anchor and suppress the will of "Tianzun" to recover to a certain extent.

This made his mental state much more stable than when he saw "Evernight Goddess".

The color blocks are thick and layered, as if in a spiritual world composed of abstract oil paintings. Klein walked aimlessly, taking a few steps forward, up, down, left, and right.

Then, following the guidance of fate and spirituality, he left this place and returned to the real world.

The first thing that appeared in front of his eyes was a small square and a church belonging to the "Goddess of the Night".

At this moment, many people are entering the church with happy expressions.

Back to Backlund? Klein looked up at the sun piercing through the thin clouds, and followed the crowd towards the church gate.

As soon as he passed the entrance, his gaze suddenly froze.

He saw Benson.

Benson Moretti.

This black-haired, brown-eyed man had a face somewhat similar to Klein's, but the rather old man combed his hair back neatly, exposing his broad forehead.

He stood beside the altar, wearing a straight dress, quite nervous.

Klein stared for two seconds, quickly retracted his gaze, and looked to the side.

Then, he glanced across the front row and saw Melissa in an off-white conservative dress.

Compared with before, the girl's face is no longer childish, but there is more flesh, and she no longer looks so thin.

She is constantly talking to the people around her, and she handles various affairs and interpersonal interactions skillfully.

"It's still so old-fashioned, but luckily I didn't get a black set..." Klein muttered, walking to a corner of the church and finding a place to sit down.

After more than ten minutes, Melissa finished her busy work and sat in her seat.

The sound of festive and joyful music sounded, and it gradually became a little sacred.

A lady in a holy wedding dress, holding her father in one arm and her mother in the other, came in through the door and walked towards the altar step by step along the aisle.

Benson near the altar swallowed his saliva vaguely, and smiled uncontrollably.

This is his wedding.

Seeing this scene, Klein in the corner leaned back a little, lowered his head slightly, and muttered, "Laughing like a curly-haired baboon..."

After the bride was sent to the front of the altar by her parents, she first bowed to Benson, and then turned to the holy emblem and the priest. JrNovels.com