Chapter 100 World Famous Paintings: Where is Leonard?

Divination is not omnipotent, but it can be used as a reference and as a direction for action.

“What should I do next.”

Klein suppressed all his panic and anxiety, entered the hotel, checked into a temporary room, and quickly entered a dream.

However, there was only a gray haze in the dream, which meant that the divination had failed!
Klein's face was solemn. This might be because the divination statement was wrong, there was insufficient information, or the divination was interfered with!

He confirmed again that the doors and windows were closed and the spiritual wall was not damaged, then took four steps backwards and arrived above the gray fog.

“What should I do next.”

Klein the Fool leaned back, his dream still filled with gray.

"Huh... the divination phrase... maybe we can change it."

Klein relaxed a little. Since he was not disturbed, it meant that the situation was not serious enough to be reversed.

His mind worked rapidly, and he wrote on the brown parchment that appeared:

"How I can kill the incarnation of the Hidden Sage in Tingen."

This is a trick! Don't divine the evil god himself, but the incarnation that has descended! The limited condition is the method that I can find! If it still doesn't work, change the divination sentence!

The gray world suddenly cracked open, and a series of pictures appeared before my eyes!
He saw himself, standing beside the fallen Dunn and Cohen, staring at the figure made up of countless eyes. Suddenly, he shouted something to the sky: "xxxx!"

Boom! Countless silver lightning bolts seemed to pierce the sky. In just a moment, everything nearby turned into charred black... including himself and the incarnation of the evil god in front of him.

The picture shattered and changed, and he saw himself again, the same scene. The incarnation of the evil god suddenly froze, and then disappeared as if it had been erased by an eraser.

He changed again, and took out the "Invisible Kitchen Knife". He tried his best but could not do anything to the incarnation. He was exhausted and sat on the ground. Suddenly, the blood-red handle of the small kitchen knife spread and splashed on him. The golden color of the blade emitted endless light. Then, the real sun in the sky seemed to focus on this place...

The scene changed again, and finally, what he saw was no longer a vague scene, but a familiar figure with soft features, bronze skin, a tiny black mole near his ear, and unspeakable vicissitudes in his eyes - Mr. Azik!

Klein suddenly exited the dream, blood flowing from his nose, but he didn't bother to wipe it. There was surprise, worry, and shock in his eyes. He had never thought that there were so many ways to destroy the incarnation of the evil god!

"The dream just now... was so real... Could it be that this gray fog has a strong bonus to the 'Fortune Teller'?
"Mr. Azik... Yes, in Tingen, there is also Mr. Azik!"

Klein seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He quickly analyzed the remaining situations:
"In the first scene, the captain and Cornelius had already fallen... This means that I had no time to save them... I shouted a sentence, and it attracted such a terrifying lightning... Did I pray to the Lord of Storms? The lightning actually eliminated me as well... This method excluded me.

"In the second scene, I still couldn't save them... What did they attract? Why can't I see it? It should be the power of the gods... I didn't die this time...

"The third scene, the little kitchen knife... Oh, I thought I was very powerful, but I can't do anything to this incarnation of the evil god... The little kitchen knife's self-detonation attracted the Eternal Blazing Sun. Ha, I know this, after all, I was burned by it... "The captain and his men will die in these three ways... Because even if I start to hurry up, I can't catch up with the captain's carriage... They must have encountered the enemy before me... Mr. Azik, is there a way for him to get to the location quickly? The divination can no longer show it..."

Klein had made his plan. He wrapped himself in spirituality and fell into the boundless gray fog.

He returned to the room, removed the spiritual wall, walked quickly to the first floor, and pushed the key to the boss.

The boss looked a little strange. He glanced at the wall clock and gave some advice: "Be moderate, young man."

"..." Is every hotel owner thinking about this? "Hourly Room" What's wrong with me taking a break? Klein had no time to complain or clarify. He walked out of the door with steady steps.

The sun was blazing, but he no longer felt blinded.

……

Backlund, No. 32, South Bridge District.

With a splash, the illusory sea water flashed by, and the extraordinary scene shrouding the house was quickly captured and disappeared on the spot along with Old Blue and Little Fu.

The eternal gray fog rolled and permeated silently, and suddenly, an illusory, overlapping "door" symbol was printed on the wall of the gray fog can.

——This is the "pollution" from "Mr. Door". Most of it gathers on the "Master Key", and a small part covers the house, turning it into a haunted house. When ordinary people come in, they will die without any resistance and turn into evil spirits.

"It's not easy. I just picked up some scraps and made some money." Old Blue comforted Little Fu on his shoulder and walked towards the "door". He said, "It's because I have accumulated too little time... Can I barely walk sideways in Tingen now?"

"? Tingen? Are you kidding? I thought you could walk around Backlund like that... Tingen... seems familiar... Where is it? It doesn't seem to be the capital of a big country? Is it in the southern continent?" Xiao Fu asked in a puzzled tone.

"Oh, didn't I tell you? Let me introduce myself again, Old Blue. I'm from Tingen, um, a city in Loen, north of Backlund."

Old Blue stretched out his right hand and splashed a tube of red liquid on the "door" symbol, causing it to glow faintly. Then, it seemed to turn into a real "door", a door made up of rolling gray mist!

On the other side of the door, all the colors overlapped clearly. In the distance, there were things whose shapes were difficult to describe, some so transparent that they seemed non-existent. Deeper inside, there were bright lights of different colors, as if they had life or contained endless knowledge.

Xiao Fu was stunned for a moment, then his anger exploded instantly, and he said in a panicked and sharp tone:

“This… is this the spirit world? Are we in the spirit world now? You, you are the master of the spirit world? I’m sorry! I apologize for my previous offense! Please… please don’t throw me in… I’m willing to be an ordinary mouse forever! This is too scary… Woo woo…”

"The Lord of the Spirit World? That's right! In the future you will serve the great Lord above the spiritual world! Just understand this." Old Blue smiled. Behind him, the dark sea water rose suddenly, as if to submerge everything. The next moment, the puddle returned to silence.

"Welcome to Tingen! Huh? Little Fu, how come you... Damn! You are so rude... You are a lady mouse! How could you..." Old Blue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hurriedly picked up the trembling little Fu mouse with its front paws holding its head. He saw a small stream of water flowing directly down the river and dripping onto the carpet at No. 11 Daffodil Street, emitting an indescribable smell.

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