Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Huh?

Klein felt the strange changes in his marionette, and quickly used the spiritual thread to control the dragon's body so that it could continue to exist.

"The key to leaving the world in the book lies in the body of this dragon!"

By the way, this dragon, like this world, may be false and just part of the story...

Klein understood something. He felt a little sorry for the dragon marionette, but he already had the idea of ​​giving up the marionette and letting the story end.

It's impossible for me to stop these people from going out...

When Klein thought of this, he was about to give up control of the dragon's spiritual body thread, but at this moment, his spirituality was suddenly touched.

A question occurred to him.

If a living person walked into his fairy tale book and was trapped for hundreds of thousands of years, would humans still be alive? ?

Klein lowered his eyes and thought of a possibility.

"Haha! Ignore him, we won anyway! This giant dragon really beat me to the point of losing my temper!" Mobet laughed.

The rest of the people also smiled. Among them, they had been trapped in this world for at least a hundred years, and Grossell had been trapped in this world for thousands of years.

"Then how should we leave this world?" Xiatasi could no longer suppress her excitement.

"Yes, why is there no movement yet?" Loen soldier Long Zell was also anxious.

Mobet, who was full of thoughts, was already looking at Klein.

The other people were also aware of it and just looked at the giant dragon behind Klein.

"So, Mr. John Constantine, can you let us out?" Mobet pointed out directly. With their amazing tacit understanding, this team that had faced the dragon had already picked up their weapons and faced Klein directly. .

The atmosphere that was just fine just now became weird at this moment.

"Let go of the dragon's control!" Xiatasi's eyes widened, and lightning was splashing in her hair.

"..." Klein looked at the team and spoke slowly, "It is now the year 1350 of the Fifth Era."

Klein's words were like a horror story, making everyone's expressions change.

Grossell had closed the giant's one eye, and the giant sword as big as a door panel in his hand was shaking a little. Shatas and other elves and humans also had faces as white as snow, no worse than the unmelted ice and snow.

"In 1350, it has been 165 years since I entered this world..." Loen soldier Long Zell closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about those years, or mourning for himself.

He's the youngest in the book, and the Arbiter path doesn't add much longevity.

Klein was also silent. These people should also have a deep understanding of their situation. It was only after he pointed out the year that they suddenly woke up.

The highest they can reach is Sequence Five. How can they live for hundreds of thousands of years?

"So we are dead?" Xiatasi seemed to be crying but not crying.

"You are alive now, but when you step out of this world, you will probably turn into a pile of bones and a few characteristics." Klein said it. This was the answer given to him by his spirituality. It was very accurate and there was no other possibility.

"That's really..." Mobet walked up to Xiatas unconsciously and held her in his arms as she was about to cry.

"But it's not completely impossible!" Mobet's eyes lit up, "My great-grandfather has the ability to steal life span, and it seems he can also give it away, or he can cheat the rules!"

Mobet's words brought a glimmer of hope to everyone else's faces.

Under the influence of the world, they subconsciously ignored the issue of lifespan. Now that Klein pointed it out, they were all shocked and unable to think.

As for Mobet, who was well-informed due to his background, he quickly stabilized his mentality.

"Your great-grandfather?" Klein blinked, feeling very powerful.

"He is Pales Zoroastrian, a Sequence One angel!" Mobet's words surprised Klein.

Sequence One Angel is more powerful than Mr. Azik and Miss Messenger...maybe he can really do such incredible things?

"Is he still alive?" Klein had to ask one more question.

"Of course, as long as the Solomon Empire exists, the Zoroastrian family will not decline! This is the promise of His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Solomon Empire did exist, and the Zoroaster family was still one of the most powerful families in the Solomon Empire.

Klein also felt the horror of the background. Can this be saved? !

Of course, it's just a possibility.

"Then sir, can I ask you to go to the Solomon Empire and the Zoroastrian family?" Mobet begged.

"The Angel family can afford the reward!"

Klein did not agree immediately, but looked at Xiatasi, "Can you decipher the elf books?"

"Okay!" Xiatasi thought that Klein was making conditions.

"I also want all the knowledge you know about the Second Age and the Third Age!"

Klein also looked at the others. These people can be said to be walking history books and have extremely high value.

"Okay!" Everyone agreed.

"Then I can contact you, or you can just give me your great-grandfather's name!" Klein looked at Mobet.

"Okay!" Mobet was also decisive.

After some tossing, Klein's consciousness separated from the paper angel, and he left this world under the pull of the gray mist.

——Klein’s paper man incarnation also has extraordinary abilities, which is enough to maintain the existence of the King of the North.

The next moment, Klein the Fool opened his eyes on the gray fog.

"This is a big trouble." Klein muttered. How could it be so simple to contact an angel family or even directly contact an angel?

"Maybe I have to do this as the Dream Bishop." Only this identity can stand out in front of the Angel Family.

"But an angel of the 'Stealer' path?" Kleink will not forget that the Abraham family, Antigonus family and other angel families are looking for "The Fool".

"Then why is there no such news about the Zoroaster family?" Klein was also a little confused.

But Klein couldn't figure it out, so he simply recorded the angel's name dictated by Mobet.

"Witness of time and destiny..." Klein recited this name, and there was a turmoil in the gray fog, and a crimson star appeared on the gray fog.

It's just that this star is a little special. It actually has an unexplained causal connection with another crimson star.

"What's going on?" Klein did not dare to directly touch the crimson star representing the angel, but chose to touch another one.

Buzz!

Just at this moment, Klein's eyes widened suddenly, feeling that the aura of this crimson star was a little too familiar!

His eyes followed the connection and he suddenly took a breath.

"Leonard!"