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Chapter 653 The golden cicada escapes from its shell(1/3)

As a Night Blessed, Leonard is naturally protected by hidden powers.

The goddess of the night is very efficient.

In other words, it's too efficient.

Grandpa Pales was inexplicably erased by divine power before he even had time to ask, and came to a strange place.

Scanning the unfamiliar scenes around him, Leonard took a deep breath, with a determined look in his eyes.

Grandpa Pales:......

After a long while, he finally spoke helplessly and feebly: "Don't you want to explain, kid?"

Leonard casually wiped the broken hair from his forehead and wrote lightly: "My friend Klein Moretti is in trouble."

Grandpa Pales: "So?"

"So here I am." Leonard adjusted his suit vest and red gloves, "It's that simple."

Hearing this, Grandpa Pales was dumbfounded.

What the hell reason!

Feeling the strong mysterious atmosphere around him, he felt a thump in his heart and said tremblingly: "You boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky! This... this is the Honakis Mountains!"

"Yes." Leonard said matter-of-factly: "Klein accepted the trial from Mr. Fool, and this is the trial place."

"Hell, do you know what the Honakis Mountains represent? You will die, and so will I!" Grandpa Pales exclaimed.

In fact, he rarely gets so excited.

If Leonard remembers correctly, the last time this kind of reaction occurred was when he encountered Amon in Backlund...

"Okay, okay, why have you become so timid? This is what the goddess and Mr. Fool mean. If you don't want to, just come out of my body." Leonard looked indifferent.

Hearing the names of 'Night Goddess' and 'The Fool', Grandpa Pales was slightly startled, and then fell into deep thought.

The voice in his head finally calmed down, and Leonard breathed a sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes gently.

After a while, choose a direction.

"This way!"

The Hornakis Mountains are ultimately the domain of the goddess of the night.

Even the "half-fool" Antigonus is just a pawn in the hands of the goddess.

With God's blessing on his body, Leonard's senses and spirituality were extraordinarily sharp.

It is not difficult to find out if you unfold God's perspective.

The path he took was almost exactly the same as that of Klein and others.

Covered in stars and moon, no matter day or night.

Darkness is Leonard's home court.

The Honakis Mountains are not only filled with mysterious powers, but there are also hidden powers.

Along the way.

Leonard felt like the magic potion in his body had been digested a lot.

Seeing that he was about to enter the 'Kingdom of the Dead' at the top of the mountain, Leonard stopped and cautiously said in his heart: "Old man, tell me the story of Antigonus again."

"You still say? I told you what I know three days ago."

Grandpa Pales said in a sinister tone: "Since you have the guts to go deep into such a dangerous place, you must be fully prepared——"

He drawled his voice deliberately.

Leonard rolled his eyes repeatedly.

never mind.

If you don’t want to say it, don’t say it.

It’s not too late to find out the specific situation after finding Klein.

With this thought in mind, Leonard entered the 'Land of the Dead'.

He was not attracted by the murals on the wall, but carefully searched for the clues left by Klein.

During this period, Leonard saw many black crows squatting on the eaves of the house with dull eyes.

Grandpa Pales clicked his tongue, but didn't say much.

Leonard certainly wouldn't ignore this reaction.

After pondering for a moment, he clicked his teeth and released a few 'spirits' for driving.

Sequence 5 of the Dark Path is called "Spirit Witch", which has greatly improved the control of "spirits". Its strength often depends on which dead people and natural spirits they can find and control.

The 'spirits' driven by Leonard are all natural spirits he found during the execution of his mission. They themselves have simple minds and are simple and easy to control.

Several translucent natural spirits circled around and discovered that there seemed to be some abnormalities in a building not far away.

Leonard put away his natural spirit and gave himself a simple hidden buff before tiptoeing over.

open the door.

He ducked into the house.

The skin felt like it had been stabbed out of thin air.

Leonard raised his head stiffly and happened to look at the many 'wind chimes' hanging from the beams.

One of them looked very familiar to him.

"Klein!?"

Going back in time——

Three days ago.

Return to the main peak of Honakis from Source Castle.

Klein moved his neck a little.

"'Ancient Scholars' can't escape the gravity of the spiritual thread, they can only reduce it... I don't know about the poet classmate..."

He touched his smooth chin and murmured to himself: "That boy Leonard is blessed with the power of the goddess, so he might not be affected at all. Moreover, Grandpa Pales has the status of an angel, which is better than Amon's projection."

use……"

With his thoughts clear, Klein no longer worries about Leonard.

No matter how hateful that guy Jon is, he won't just let people come over and die.

on the contrary.

There must be something about Leonard that can help him.

Or Grandpa Pales.

Or it was something he didn't know about, such as a special power given to Leonard by the goddess.

"Hold on."

Klein is certain in his heart.

Anyway, after so many days, it’s not more than a day or two.

If it really doesn't work, I'll wait for the red moon to shine on the land of the dead, then hide in the pores of history, masturbate all night, and then come out again.

The plan is very comprehensive.

Reality is fuller.

The plump one is like a heavy tank weighing 300 pounds!

Klein is still thinking about it.

Suddenly, the thread of his spiritual body floated upward.

"Oops."

Klein was shocked and quickly fished out Amon's projection before he had time to think about anything else.

Amon appeared holding his monocle with a playful smile on his face.

The expression on Klein's face suddenly froze.

——The spell cast just now failed, this is not the Amon projection he fished out!

"I caught the chance, Bertrand."

Accompanied by the neighing of crows, little Zaratul emerged from the darkness like the villain in the story.

He stared at Klein with fiery eyes, as if he was staring at a supreme treasure.

"Zarath..." Klein narrowed his eyes.
To be continued...
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