"The Church of the Mother God will not reject anyone, why don't you take the main entrance?"

Bishop Utravsky spoke in a low voice, but he still sat on the chair in the front row and did not get up.

Because I just want to hit a spot first.

Klein stepped out of the shadows without any embarrassment.

"I'm here for the medicine master's potion formula. I heard that you have a commission."

"I don't think you can do it."

Bishop Utravsky stood up, looking like a towering pillar from the altitude of Klein.

Without clarifying the specific content, who knows whether it will work or not.

"My commission is...to kill me."

Then you have to pay the full price first, otherwise if you die, who will I ask for the potion formula?

Although I may not be able to do it, I can shout, "Magic lamp, please give me power," and then let the lamp cut you in two.

Klein was speechless.

"Kill...my past self."

Bishop Utravsky looked down at Klein and spoke slowly in a deep voice that contained depression, heavyness and pain.

"Even in myths and legends, no one can go back to the past."

Maybe it would be possible if there was a Doraemon and its time machine.

Bishop Utravsky, who has a schizophrenic personality, described his condition in detail and asked Mr. Klein, a surgeon who practiced medicine without a license, to directly remove the lesion through surgery. Although Klein felt that Mr. Utravsky should ask a psychiatrist from the internal medicine department.

The doctor performs treatment.

After learning about the auxiliary magical items and the bishop's abilities, Klein carefully compared the strength of the enemy and ourselves, then confirmed it with divination, and decided to give it a try.

The strange candle with black core and white flame burned quietly, and the prayer hall of Harvest Church was quiet. In front of the first row of chairs, two figures stood silently facing each other.

In the dream battlefield, Klein is fighting fiercely with Bishop Utravsky's personality, which represents the sinful past.

This is Wang Zichuan's first time to step into the church of Zhengshen. Although it is like a small church in a border town, it still feels vaguely exciting and novel.

He floated directly in front of the Holy Emblem of Life and said:

"Earth Mother Goddess, Lilith."

Suddenly, he felt that the holy symbol of life in front of him was emitting a vibrant light, and he felt an invisible gaze.

"No offense intended, just came to say hello."

"I may go to Feneport in the near future to look for lost items."

"Don't worry, I'm following the Night's Favorite now."

The church returned to darkness and silence, with only rows of flickering candlelight.

Klein threw the matchbox at Bishop Utravsky's unprotected lower body, as if preparing for an explosion that would destroy the car and kill everyone. He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

An air bullet opened Utravsky's head. He turned his head with difficulty and spoke blankly:

"you……"

It's really shameless, it's a scam, it's deceitful, it's quite sinister, the fortune teller's heart is really dark.

Wearing the thickest armor and receiving the harshest beatings, a warrior is basically a fool.

Wang Zichuan was watching the game and commenting at the same time. All he needed was bench melon seed mineral water.

The blazing flames burned, and the dream world shattered in a sea of ​​red.

Bishop Utravsky hunched over and sat on his chair, his tears of joy falling and breaking on the ground.

"As agreed, I will give you the pharmacist's formula and a magical item."

After receiving a simple-looking brass-colored key, Klein couldn't help complaining in his mind. This key is the same color as Mr. Azik's copper whistle and magic lamp. Do magical items have to be made of brass?

Upscale?

Utravsky smiled gently and said:

"People who carry it occasionally get lost."

Lost? Are you kidding me? I'm a fortune teller!

It's great, I can perfectly avoid this negative effect.

Klein put the key in his pocket and prepared to go home. He paused, then took the key out of the pocket containing the magic lamp and put it in the other pocket, together with Azik's bronze whistle.

What if the magic lamp thinks this thing is good and swallows it?

Relying on the tree branch divination stick technique before returning home, Klein immediately went above the gray mist to divine the authenticity of the potion formula and the negative effects of the master key.

It’s not a big problem, Klein thought in a good mood.

Putting some odds and ends in his pocket on the coffee table in the living room, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"You're looking for the magic potion formula for the pharmacist route."

"Well, it went very well, and I got a master key."

"Let me see, Medicine Man, I have the recipe for this potion."

Klein was stunned. Then...then why should I sell the potion materials at a discount and bother Baal to get a Sequence Six?

Don't think so, I saved money, it's also expensive, and besides, I got a magical item.

"The side effect of that key is not just getting lost, it will put the owner into a dangerous situation."

If you don't talk, we can still be friends, Klein cursed in his heart.

"Extraordinary people on the apprenticeship path can easily get lost, whether in reality or on the journey of life."

"Maybe it's because of the influence of Mr. Door, who is trapped in the depths of the storm and lost in the darkness."

"Maybe one day, you can give him a hand."

I can't even think about it!

Mr. Men needs two righteous gods to seal it, and the idea of ​​​​pulling him with a hand is as blasphemous as King Zhou writing a poem for Empress Nuwa.

Sunday, Cragg Club.

Eat, practice shooting, and read newspapers.

Klein, Klein, how could you be so depraved! Have you forgotten the money-making plan you made earlier?

This can't go on like this!

In the evening, Klein went home after dinner as usual.

Monday, Cragg Club.

Eat, practice shooting, and read newspapers.

In the afternoon, Tarot session.

It was the first time for Miss Forsi to participate in such a high-level gathering. She was suffering from the pursuit of the full moon and was eager to improve her life level.

She pretended to attend such mysterious gatherings frequently, and calmly asked for potion formulas from the "Medicine Master" and the "Master of Magic".

Pharmacist! I have it! I have it!

Mr. World responded impatiently to the demand, fearing that someone would steal his business.

As for the magic master, I will ask the magic lamp later. Seeing as it knows Mr. Door so well, 80% of the time he will know.

Moreover, Klein seriously considered the possibility of Mr. Divination, which is like divining the divine blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun, which can gain a lot of knowledge!

But thinking about the description of the magic lamp, he was a little afraid. After all, the evil god's pollution contained unknown dangers.

While listening to Little Sun's story, he mentioned the ancient god and demon wolf Fregra.

Destruction Demon Wolf? Night Demon Wolf?

It's a pity that Little Sun doesn't know much, so we'll ask about the magic lamp later.

After the party ended, Klein did not return to reality immediately. He wanted to divine the source of the master key to see if he could get more information.

"Ancestors, I am about to embark on the extraordinary road. I will definitely be able to recreate the glory of the Abraham family!"

boom!

The would-be apprentice lost control and exploded.

Mr. Men’s descendants are quite pitiful.
Chapter completed!