I have a role in the heavens

Emperor Roselle was the first historical image that Zaratul planned to summon. He would then summon the conqueror of the war legion, the evil god Si'a. He was fully prepared and must take advantage of Klein's arrival to catch him off guard and win the battle.

As soon as Emperor Roselle appeared, complex and mysterious illusory symbols condensed in his azure eyes. These vast knowledge would be instilled into the depths of the enemy's mind and burst the enemy's head. This was similar to the practice of the hidden sage. Humans pursue knowledge, and knowledge will also pursue humans.

Zaratul was very confident in Emperor Roselle's strength and began to use the means he had arranged in advance to display his extraordinary abilities in this swamp home field and create his own miracles. Under his black hood and black robe, he stretched out a smooth and transparent tentacles. These tentacles were covered with eyes. The eyeballs were black without a trace of white, which looked very scary. The tentacles probed into the historical mist and wanted to summon the conqueror of the war legion, the sequence 1 of the red sacrificial path.

Suddenly, something strange happened. The historical image of Emperor Roselle turned his head abruptly, and his azure eyes stared at Zaratul's eyes. Vast and complex knowledge and information poured into his mind, almost bursting him. His mind was spinning, and his body was extremely stiff. The historical projection of Roselle Gustav, the Sequence 1 Knowledge Emperor he summoned, actually betrayed himself.

Klein saw this scene, and there was no surprise in his light brown eyes. It seemed that he had expected it. A faint smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth. He and Emperor Roselle were both time travelers. They were fellow villagers meeting each other, and his eyes were full of tears. The relationship between the two was close, and the historical image of Emperor Roselle would not attack Klein at all.

How could Zaratul know the relationship between Klein and Emperor Roselle, otherwise he would not have summoned the Sequence 1 Knowledge Emperor right away. Isn't this asking for trouble!

Klein had a wealth of combat experience. Seeing this scene, he naturally would not miss this good opportunity. He immediately raised the black cane in his hand, and countless gems shone brightly. He simulated the extraordinary ability of the Time Worm.

"Ding!"

The shadow of an ancient mottled stone clock appeared. The dial was divided into twelve asymmetrical parts by gray and blue-black, and each part had different symbols representing different times.

"Ding!"

The two pointers at the core of the stone clock jumped. Zaratul's body was completely frozen in place. Klein turned into a worm vortex, and countless slippery and disgusting tentacles stretched out from the vortex, opening a strange light gate shadow in the void.

Klein immediately turned into a worm vortex with countless slippery tentacles. In the center of the vortex was a strange light gate shadow.

The vortex spun rapidly, emitting a terrifying suction force, forcibly extracting the extraordinary characteristics in Zaratul's body bit by bit. This was because Klein controlled Sefirah Castle, and his own status was far superior to that of ordinary Sequence 1, forcibly aggregating extraordinary characteristics.

The extraordinary characteristics in Zaratul's body were extracted bit by bit, and the speed was getting faster and faster. When He got rid of the freeze of time and the impact of the torrent of knowledge, He could no longer get rid of the forced aggregation state of this extraordinary characteristic. His face showed unwillingness and despair, and he watched his body fly up and fall into the dark and deep worm vortex, and was forcibly swallowed by Klein.

After more than a dozen breaths, the worm vortex disappeared and constructed Klein's body again. He had been promoted to the King of Angels, controlling the uniqueness of the Fool's Path and two Sequence 1 characteristics. In addition, he controlled Sefirah Castle, and had become the strongest person under the gods, even comparable to Amon, who was not in a stable state, Sequence 0's mistakes.

Klein landed on his feet and looked into the mist of history. Zaratul's figure appeared again and again. He was unable to take back the extraordinary characteristics from his body, and could only fall sadly and could never be resurrected again.

At this moment, Klein seemed to have noticed something. He turned his eyes and saw a church in the deepest part of the void. The church was inlaid with skulls everywhere. It was cold and strange, but sacred and solemn. The two contradictory auras merged into one, but it was extremely natural and harmonious.

In the church of bones, Adam, who looked like a middle-aged priest, stood under a huge cross and prayed devoutly. Golden blood oozed from the corners of his closed eyes, as if he had suffered a trauma.

Behind this visionary, there was a man wearing a pointed soft hat and a crystal-polished lens on his right eye socket. It was Amon who had just hit the wrong sequence 0. The state of this new god did not seem to be very good. His body was slightly illusory. From time to time, wriggling time worms drilled out of his body. It seemed that he would lose control at any time and become a monster.

"Hey, you little bug are really fast. You actually gathered the uniqueness of the fortune teller's path and two sequence characteristics and became the king of angels!"

Amon also noticed Klein's gaze and turned his head to look at Klein in the swamp. The crystal lens shone with bright light. He was about to rush out of the Church of Bones, grab Klein, and take control of the Source Castle from him. He wanted to use this source to suppress the extraordinary characteristics in his body and stabilize his state.

Klein had just swallowed Zaratul's extraordinary characteristics and had not yet completely digested them. He was unwilling to fight Amon at this moment. He reacted very quickly, retreated, and drilled into the strange light gate, disappeared on the spot, and returned to the gray fog space.

"Let Him run away!"

The light on the crystal lens on Amon's right eye socket dissipated, and a somewhat dignified look appeared on his face. Klein's strength increased a bit faster than he expected. Zaratul was devoured without being able to hold Klein back. With his extraordinary characteristics, he had no time to capture the opponent and seize control of Source Castle.

At this time, Adam straightened his back, turned his head and looked at the swamp, his eyes opened a slit, and an extremely dazzling bright light overflowed from it, directly piercing the void and landing on the place where Zaratul had deployed many means. In the swamp, wipe it out entirely.

"Um!"

Adam let out a muffled groan, and the extraordinary characteristics in his body rioted again. His state seemed a little unstable. The radiance of magic overflowed from his body. He took a step back. He immediately closed his eyes, and a ray of golden blood seeped out from the corner of his eyes. , bowed his head and prayed devoutly.

When Amon saw this scene, his face was full of horror, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked in a dry and low voice.

"The sequence above is so terrifying and terrible that even the gods cannot look directly at its brilliance!!"

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, Klein sat quietly on the high-backed chair belonging to "Fool". His figure sometimes blurred, as if he had put on a mysterious classical black robe, and put on an invisible The hood of his face looked normal at times, with only a thin layer of gray-white mist covering his body.

The two changes appear alternately, and the frequency gradually slows down. Whenever Klein transforms into a figure wearing a hooded black robe, there will always be smooth tentacles covered with strange patterns stretching out. These almost transparent tentacles dance wildly, It slapped the void and occupied the entire palace. A strange and cold aura filled the air, rushed out of the palace and spread into the gray fog space, making the gray-white fog become agitated.

I don't know how long it took, but Klein's condition finally stabilized and returned to his usual appearance. He raised his right hand, rubbed his brows, and murmured tiredly.

"The resurgence of Tianzun's will is far faster and more violent than I expected. If I hadn't devoured this extraordinary characteristic of Zaratul and used its remaining spiritual imprint to contain the balance and delay myself, I wouldn't have had time to react. , Tianzun will wake up from my body!"

No wonder Klein chose to retreat just now. There was also a big problem with his state. The will of the Heavenly Lord was reviving in his body, and he simply did not dare to fight to the death with Amon, who was in an equally unstable state.

If Klein hadn't controlled part of the essence of Sefirah Castle and used the Fool's faith as an anchor to stabilize his own state, he might have become the vessel for the Heavenly Lord's awakening.

However, Klein did not gain nothing at all. He realized the terrifying power contained in his body, and his ugly face finally became clearer. He possesses the uniqueness of the diviner path and two Sequence 1 characteristics, and controls part of the Source Castle. His authority and strength can be considered as the King of Angels among the Kings of Angels, very close to the level of true God.

Thinking of this, Klein opened his mouth and let out a breath of filthy air. He felt a little relieved and started analyzing again.

"I was promoted to the Secret Attendant of Sequence 1, achieved the status of the King of Angel Fingers, and gained further control over Source Castle. There is almost no gap between my strength in Source Castle and the real world, and they are both infinitely close. The level of sequence 0."

"Moreover, as my foundation, Origin Castle can also provide me with a defensive barrier that even the gods cannot break. I don't have to worry about Adam and Amon breaking in here, and my safety is basically guaranteed!"

Klein kept thinking about his current state and the situation he needed to face, his eyes flashing, and he began to analyze Amon's state.

"Mr. Men suddenly returned and came to the real world. Several gods intervened to stop him. The purpose was to prevent the fallen mother goddess from coming with the help of his body. Amon seized this golden opportunity and stole Mr. Men's god-making ceremony. It was a mistake to take away his uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics, take his place, and be promoted to Sequence 0!”

"If that great being hadn't suddenly stopped him, reversed time, and helped Mr. Men ascend to the throne of God, Amon would have been able to accommodate the extraordinary characteristics of both paths and become the best among the gods."

Amon the Blasphemer is Klein's biggest enemy and most dangerous opponent. There is no room for relaxation between the two sides, and life and death need to be determined.

"Now Amon does not have the uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics of the accommodation path, but simply became a god through the wrong path. The promotion ceremony is not perfect, and his state is unstable. Now we are almost on the same level. Who will win? , still unknown!”

"I need to seize the time and advance to the Fool of Sequence 0. In addition, I have mastered the Origin Castle. In terms of status and strength, I will definitely be able to surpass Amon and win the final victory!"

If Klein wants to attack the Fool at Sequence 0, there are two very troublesome things that need to be solved by him. One is how to deal with the fool half of the Antigonus family, and the other is how to complete the promotion ceremony that fools time, history or fate.

"With my current strength and rank, I still have a slight chance of winning against the ancestors of the Antigonus family."

Klein thought about it carefully, with a bitter look on his face. His biggest difficulty was not to deal with this half of the Fool, but rather not knowing how to complete the Fool's promotion ceremony. He scratched his head in distress and looked at the gray mist below Source Castle.

Time, history, fate, Klein is most familiar with history. Now, He can use the power of Sefirah Castle to directly affect the fog of history and make the extraordinary ability of the fortune teller's path stronger or weaker. This is the embodiment of personal authority.

"Fool history, how can I fool history?"

Klein's fingers kept tapping the bronze table, his thoughts gradually diverged, and various ideas emerged in his mind, which were then denied by Him.

"If I have the power to reverse time, go back to the past, take the potion, and become the fool in history!"

Klein muttered to himself, his fingers stopped tapping the bronze table, his eyes flashed with a strange look, he suddenly stood up from the high-backed chair, turned his head and looked at the gray-white mist outside the ancient palace.

"Now only that great being has the supreme power to reverse time. It seems that I can only seek His help!"

Klein's mind emerged that after Mr. Men's fate was stolen by Amon, under the influence of a supreme power, time went back and changed the reality.

"Great God of Secrets and Magic! You are a hermit who peeks into the trajectory of fate and spreads the magic of arcane brilliance!"

When Klein thought of this, he immediately closed his eyes, a pious look appeared on his face, and he chanted the honorable name of Ilsi Hall.

The gray-white mist rolled and stirred, and a magnificent building appeared outside the ancient palace. This was a palace of knowledge, shining with a blazing white light.

In the center of the Palace of Knowledge, a tall and sacred figure sat on the bronze throne, holding a black cane in his hand, with countless gems inlaid on the cane. Each gem was extremely pure, and countless strange and mysterious symbols emerged inside the crystal gems, forming a series of terrifying arcane magic, which had the supreme power to change the world and reshape the world.

Ilsey Hall was wearing a black tuxedo and a black hat. Her golden hair was exposed from the edge of the hat. Her sword-like eyebrows were inserted into her temples, and she looked extraordinary and heroic. Her brown eyes were warm and peaceful, like a lake embedded in the earth, with rippling waves. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses were placed on her high nose bridge, adding a bit of elegance and softness. Her lips were thin and rosy. He seemed to have heard Klein's prayer. His lips slightly opened, his white teeth were bright and neat, and a faint smile bloomed.

"This guy is not stupid. He wants me to use my supreme power to help him reverse time and complete the Fool's Ascension Ceremony!"

According to the original trajectory, Klein used Sefirah Castle to create an avatar. This avatar used the power of Sefirah Castle to steal the fate, consciousness, anchor, and the Sequence 1 Mysterious Servant Extraordinary Characteristics belonging to Zaratul from the original body.

The extraordinary characteristics of the original body will be composed of the unique item of the Fool's Path, the Curtain of Destiny, and Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun will wake up from it little by little. In this way, it is consistent with the understanding of the Tarot Club members that Mr. Fool is a great being who has revived. This will go against the real history, but it is also a fact, and it can be regarded as barely fulfilling the requirements of the ritual.

During the whole process, the clone stealing the fate and consciousness of the original body must take place within the Sefirah Castle, isolating the historical records, otherwise it will not meet the requirements of fooling history.

This plan has a huge drawback, that is, if Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun wakes up, how can the clone kill the original body and make it into a magic potion, which is also a great challenge.

"Since he has asked me for help, I will respond to his prayer!"

Before the voice fell, a stream of light flew out of Ilsi Hall's body, rushed out of the Hall of Knowledge, entered the ancient palace, turned into an avatar, and sat on the high-backed chair of justice.

"Klein Moretti, stop your prayers. You are not a devout believer. I don't feel faith from your prayers!"

Ilsi Hall scratched his ears, rolled his eyes, and spoke to Klein who was still praying.

Klein heard the voice and quickly opened his eyes. His eyes fell on Ilsi Hall, with a look of awe and respect. This person was above the order of the gods and was the well-deserved head of the gods. He was not a great existence that he, a Sequence 1 Angel King, could contend with.

"Your Majesty, thank you for coming!"

Just now, Klein had not noticed that Ilsi Hall had come. It seemed that even if he further controlled the authority of Sefirah Castle, he would still not be able to prevent those above the order from entering.

Perhaps it would be easier to understand it in another way. If Ilsi Hall wanted to harm Klein, even if he hid in Sefirah Castle, he would not be able to save his life. He had no power to resist at all.

"I already know your idea. I can help you fool history, complete the promotion ceremony, and help you become Sequence 0 and ascend to the throne of God!"

"However, all the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with a price. What kind of reward can you pay for it?"

Klein was stunned when he heard this, and a bitter look appeared on his face. The gifts of the past were not so easy to bear. He spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty, I don't think I can give you a reward that will satisfy you!"

Ilsi Hall heard this and did not comment. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through Klein's soul and essence, making him feel a little uneasy.

"No, you have a reward that will satisfy me!"

Klein looked confused. His most precious thing was the Sefirah Castle, one of the nine Sefirahs. It wasn't that Klein was unwilling to use this item as a reward, but he knew very well that if Ilsi Hall coveted Sefirah Castle, he would have already taken it, without his consent.

"What is it?"

Ilsi Hall looked up at the gray fog, and saw a brilliant light gate stained with a little blue-black. It was composed of countless layers of light balls, and the body of each light ball was a pile of twisted worms huddled together. Some of them were transparent, and some were translucent.

Above the light gate, thin black lines were hanging down, and one after another of almost completely transparent cocoons were hanging.