Chapter 239 Calling

The doorbell jingled, and Conan—also Gu Meng—opened the door.

As expected, the visitor was Emlyn.

Now this clone has moved near the entrance of the dungeon, not far from where Emlyn's parents live.

With the mastery of the breathing method, Klein and the others have already started training, and the clone of Teacher Conan has also entered a state of cultivation. Moreover, the setting is that it is just recovering from serious injuries. Under normal circumstances, it is not necessary to take action - at the critical moment, use force unexpectedly. Kick others with a kick from the King Kong Kick.

He opened the door and chuckled:

"Good afternoon, Emlyn, shouldn't you be helping at Harvest Church at this time?"

Hearing Gu Meng's heart-wrenching greeting, the expression of this arrogant guy suddenly froze, and he finally recovered.

"I have something to ask you, Mr. Conan, great detective!"

Emlyn spat out word after word.

Yes, just as Klein's apparent identity as Sherlock Moriarty is a detective, Sherlock's teacher Conan also appears to be a detective, the famous detective Backlund.

Of course, because of the working relationship where his parents watched the dungeon in exchange for asylum, Emlyn also knew that Conan was actually an important member of the black organization (not) the mysterious organization, and that this organization, like Backlund, had recently been gradually spread among the Beyonders. "The Fool".

After inviting him into the living room, Gu Meng sat on the easy chair and asked with a smile:

"What's the matter? My charges are very high."

Emlyn didn't pay attention to his words, because during the period of contact, Mr. Conan never collected fees, and he didn't seem to be short of money.

Emlyn thought for a while and said slowly: "A big shot asked me to do something... Although that thing can help me solve hidden dangers, it also contains high risks."

"I don't have many friends, and I'm afraid that my parents will worry. And you are an experienced Beyonder detective and an elder... What suggestions do you have? Refuse, or accept?"

Gu Meng chuckled: "It's just a general description of doing something. Even if I am a great detective, I can't provide any useful advice."

Emlyn was silent for several seconds, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice:

"It has something to do with the 'Fool'..."

"I see……"

Gu Meng motioned to Emlyn to continue.

"No, we can't say it anymore." Emlyn shook his head resolutely, he was afraid of leaking the secret.

Huh, it's useless not to say it, because Gu Meng knows this matter better than Emlyn, because this matter is the py between him and Lilith.

Lilith instructed the vampire boss to hint to Emlyn and ask him to pray to the Fool to get rid of the control of the Earth Mother Goddess.

And Klein and Emlyn know each other, and their previous appearance at the Singularity is also proof of their future connection. After they find out, they will probably take him to the Tarot Club. These tacit understandings are still there, needless to say.

"Well, since you don't want to say more, let me take a guess... Since you have been targeted by a big shot of the Vampire Clan, and it is related to the Fool... Do you want to pray to him?"

"According to statistics, if you pray to a hidden being who doesn't know the situation, 30 out of 100 cases will not receive any response, and 68 cases will encounter various terrible things, thus ruining one's life, or living would be worse than death. , only two cases may succeed and get what they want, but the price they pay may not be what they are willing to pay.”

"Even so, are you willing to accept it?"

"Only two cases were successful? Sixty-eight cases went wrong?" Emlyn was frightened by Gu Meng and couldn't help but raise his hand to straighten his hair.

"Basically, that's how dangerous it is to do what you're trying to do, and if you have malicious intent, the risk is even higher than that."

What Gu Meng said is true, but Mr. Fool is not a normal secret existence. He just can't help but want to tease the fool... He will buy melon seeds later... and make figures for the moon.

Emlyn shook his head subconsciously: "No, no, there is no malice. Moreover, that big shot will protect me during the process."

No malice? Um, Gu Meng wanted to tell him that even if there is malice, you may not know it. You are just a cannon fodder who was pushed to the front desk... But forget it, there is no need to tell him this anymore. Anyway, there is really no malice, and Gu Meng A reminder:

"This will reduce the risk a lot, but it will never be without it. Can the big man really fight against the hidden existence?"

"...It should be, it can't be." Emlyn muttered in response.

"So." Gu Meng spread his hands and suddenly smiled and said:

"Emlyn, in fact, there is absolutely no need for you to take this risk. Even if you completely believe in the Mother Earth Goddess, it will not have any impact on your life... Moreover, I think you have adapted well to the teachings of the Earth Mother Goddess. There is no contradiction, the Mother Goddess is not an evil god.”

Emlyn White was silent for a while and said:

"Becoming a believer because you like His ideas is completely different from being forcibly converted into a believer through psychological suggestion. Even if one day I do turn my back on the moon and believe in the Mother Goddess, I hope it is a choice I make freely. , It has nothing to do with others, this is the last pride of a vampire."

Gu Meng glanced at Emlyn in surprise, free will... Ha, interesting.

"Well, in that case, it should be your own choice whether you should do it or not."

Gu Meng stopped teasing and was ready to end the topic.

Emlin listened with a heavy expression, and then said: "If I really choose to try, it is definitely not for myself, but for the entire blood clan! Solving hidden dangers is just a side benefit!"

Gu Meng sneered sarcastically: "You? A weak vampire has the opportunity to save the entire clan, do you believe this?"

"Blood clan, blood clan!" Emlin emphasized, "Besides, my strength is not bad, equivalent to your human sequence 7, and I am good at fighting!"

Gu Meng clenched his fist, and the extremely strong muscles on this body bulged again, and the strong blood flashed by, almost knocking the young vampire unconscious with blood: "You, are you not bad?"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you, a rough man, anyway... thank you for your advice, although it doesn't make any sense."

When Emlin left, Gu Meng lowered his head and laughed:

"Hey, this proud little vampire!"

…………

In the deep darkness, the exploration team of Silver City arrived at the outskirts of the semi-abandoned temple.

This might be the last exploration. If there is no response from the Fallen Creator, Silver City will fall into the hands of Mr. Fool.

Derrick always felt that he was hallucinating and hearing things. He felt that something was wrong. Why did Mr. Megatron look at him with such a strange expression...

The cat hairs behind his head were glowing faintly...

Ah, he remembered... loop?

Now it should be a cry for help?

Derrick remembered something, and a pure and clear light suddenly burst out from his body, stimulating the other members of the exploration team to quickly take a fighting stance.

"What happened?" Demon Hunter Colin drew his straight sword and asked in a deep voice.

Derrick looked left and right and said:

"Mr. Chief, I just heard a child shouting 'Save me... Save me...'"

After he said that, he felt that he might be crazy. Why did he think there should be a cry for help now?

"What about now?" Colin asked cautiously.

"No now." Derrick listened carefully.

Demon Hunter Colin glanced at the rest of the team with the corner of his eye: "Did you hear it?"

"No." The members of the exploration team shook their heads one after another.

"You saw it too?" Mr. Megatron's expression became even stranger, and then he nodded and said: "He felt right, we are now trapped in a cycle... That's right, you are the one who favors him after all, and you may have received revelation."

Colin made a decision after thinking for only a few seconds, and pulled out a dark blue metal bottle from the secret compartment of his belt, and smeared the colorless viscous liquid inside on his straight sword.

Then, he stabbed the long sword upward.

The sky suddenly lit up, and a series of silver snake-like lights swam above and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The silver-white brilliance instantly enveloped all the members of the exploration team, and seemed to illuminate the darkest corners of everyone.

Zizizizi, the silver snake drilled into the void, and it was unknown where it ran to.

Everything soon calmed down, leaving only the dim light of the animal skin lantern quietly waving.

Colin half-closed his eyes, not knowing what he was sensing. After five full seconds, he raised his hand and pointed forward and said:

"From now on, there can be no negligence. Raise your alert to the highest level."

Such familiar words...Derrick felt that everything was familiar, and Megatron shook his head and said to Colin: "After all, it is just the wisdom of mortals. This is not the first time you have had this reaction... It is still not decisive enough. If you had drunk my acacia seed soup that day, with your qualifications, you can now see everything with your mind."

Gu Meng simply took over the leadership, led the team in front, walked into the mural of the ruins, pointed at it and said: "Redemption Rose... Do you know what this means?"

Naturally, everyone didn't know, they could only look at the mural. On the mottled wall, the highest point was blurred, a huge black cross, and a shadow whose specific shape was difficult to see was hung upside down on it.

Against such a background, there was a desolate and silent plain.

In the plain, a long team was walking, and their goal was the distant mountain, the cross on the top of the mountain and the upside-down person.

Some members of the team were still kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly, while others had stood up and walked forward against the strong wind.

Their faces were simply outlined, as if to highlight the tattered clothes, but the leader at the front was quite clear.

He was a tall and thin man with silver hair that reached his vest.

The man had soft features, his head was lowered, his eyes were closed, and there were layers of light wings behind him.

There was a winding, shimmering river under the feet of the man who looked like an angel.

The river kept turning, circling back, and pouring into itself, becoming the source!

"This is the cycle... So, what should you do?" Gu Meng's words seemed to come from the sky, as if he was showing or revealing something!

Derrick looked up and saw the silver-haired angel with countless wings. His face was gentle with a little indifference, as if he was looking down at the river and looking down at fate.

Is this the true meaning of Mr. Fool's suggestion?

Amid the stunned eyes of his teammates, Derrick suddenly had an idea and punched the river on the mural.

Bang!

Derrick's fist hit the river on the mural, causing the wall to dent and stone chips to fly.

With his blow, the river that was connected from beginning to end was completely severed.

Just when he was expecting the cycle to be broken and all the members of the exploration team to jump out of the temple, Colin's figure flashed and came to him, saying with a solemn face:

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, the special punch with the aura of a fool seemed to awaken something. A child who walked into the land abandoned by the gods from the outside world - and was also a believer of the fallen creator - was about to approach, but Gu Meng ignored him.

"He wanted to save you from this cycle and this miserable fate, but he didn't have enough 'power' and failed..."

Gu Meng walked nearby. He was taller than Little Sun, who had giant blood. He touched Derrick's head and said, "Kid, I only perform once."

He stretched out a finger and was about to destroy this circulating space.

…

Late afternoon.

Emlyn looked at the iron-black coffin and said to the ancient vampire lying inside:

"Lord Nibais, I accept the mission of the ancestor!"

Nibais responded in an old voice:

"very good."

"When do you want to start? What are your unfulfilled wishes?"

What Gu Meng said before was just to scare Emlyn, but Nibais really thought that he might be finished.

"..." Upon hearing Nibais asking about his wish, Emlyn's calves softened and he almost regretted it.

He stiffened his neck and said:

"unnecessary!"

"You can start now."

As a result, the iron-black coffin covered with strange patterns was placed quietly in the center, and there seemed to be subtle fluctuations in the air that were colliding silently.

Emlyn stood in the corner and followed the normal ritual process, lighting candles and burning the essential oils and corresponding herbal powders.

The erratic atmosphere rippled. Emlyn recalled the connections he had made during his previous dream, as well as the honorable names and knowledge he had been taught. He lowered his head, began to meditate, and chanted repeatedly:

"A fool who does not belong to this age;"

"The mysterious master above the gray fog;"

"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

…

At the same time, Mr. Fool also set up a formation in one of his divine kingdoms. The shadow of the coffin wrapped in Eve flashed past, and a storm surged in the air.

Klein, who has been blessed by the young, old, sick, disabled and middle-aged angels and turned into an European god, is also holding a ceremony:

"Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Fill it. Over and over again, followed by five..."

…

In the monotonous and rhythmic voice, Emlyn gradually entered a wonderful state. His body was relaxed and restrained, as if he was sleeping, but his spirituality was lively and light, constantly spreading outward.

At this time, he felt like he was drifting upward.

Mr. Fool was busy and did not respond immediately, but he could already feel it. It was someone he knew who was praying... It was not an urgent matter...

"Delay the response..."

…………

Emlyn returned to reality slightly tiredly, opened his eyes, looked at the iron-black coffin, and spoke half relieved and half disappointed:

"Lord Nibais, there is no response."

Nibais was silent for a long time, and then said hoarsely:

"OK."

...One night has passed, today is Christmas Eve...

"Gryffindor and Slytherin... were both Potter leaders in the ancient times. It is said that the ancient magic used by the Potters in this period was extremely powerful, especially the four ancient Potter leaders, whose combat power was close to that of the ancient ones. god……"

Klein recalled what happened at the singularity and nodded secretly.

Being able to draw these two cards, I am indeed the king of good luck now.

…

"What a bad weather." Emlyn left the villa, lowered his top hat, muttered, and got into a taxi.

His destination was the Harvest Church in the south area of ​​the bridge.

After the carriage drove smoothly for a while, Emlyn's eyes suddenly blurred and he saw the boundless gray-white mist.

Immediately afterwards, he was shocked to find himself in a mysterious and majestic giant palace, sitting at a long mottled ancient bronze table.

At the top of the long table, there was a figure shrouded in thick gray fog, looking at him condescendingly. Behind the figure, two more people stood, one holding a long sword, the other holding a staff...

The auras of these three people can be described as great. The one sitting in the middle is undoubtedly the leader, but it may be too great to be detected. The aura of the "angels" on both sides - Emlyn cannot imagine that. It was a stronger existence - he no longer knew how to describe it.

For a moment, Emlyn White was stiff and thoughtless, like a marble statue sitting there.

Then, he heard the figure sitting leisurely in the thick gray mist ask calmly:

"Why do you pray to me?"

Emlyn's mind suddenly buzzed, and he blurted out:

"This is the revelation of the ancestor. He told us. He told us through dreams that the end is coming and we must be prepared. And I, and I am one of the key points. My mission is to 'The Fool', to you. pray!"