The Ancient Dragon King

Are those blank sheets of paper a signal from Mr. Fool?

Alger, the "Hanged Man," suddenly realized something and sighed at how slow he had become.

This is Mr. Fool's territory. The "angel" is attempting a sacrificial ritual as requested by Mr. Fool. Although the "angel" is somewhat testing him, Mr. Fool will not let the "angel" die like this. Although the "angel" suffers a bit, he also bestows upon him a powerful ability.

The "angel" did not lose her mind. Seeing the power of Mr. Fool and realizing her own recklessness, she quickly and tactfully asked Mr. Fool for forgiveness. After Mr. Fool was satisfied, he helped the "angel" solve her own problem. The piece of paper that the "angel" ate was a pledge of allegiance!

After Alger figured it out, he looked at the "angel" with a complicated expression.

Who knows if that piece of paper might be some kind of control mechanism, paying such a huge price just to gain a kind of magical ability...

Huge loss!

Hmm... Could I use more of Roselle's Diaries to exchange for a different magical ability in the future? If only it wouldn't hurt. "Justice," Audrey thought, contemplating how to get Mr. Fool to grant her a painless blessing.

Was that forgiveness? "The Fool" Klein belatedly realized.

If you think about it that way, he's playing the role of the host, forgiving the impolite guest.

He wasn't harmed because this space treated him as its master.

Role-playing?

But what about the spell-like abilities that the "angels" have gained?

Is his approach particularly adept at ritual magic?

The "angel" had deliberately closed its eyes before, and there was a red light when it opened its eyes?

The one who seeks the secrets? Because they dare not look, they close their eyes to see the secrets?

Then, through ritual magic, he gained a seemingly complex spell-like ability from the gray fog space.

Klein was a little envious; he wanted to... maybe he could host one after everyone left?

What is the mysterious symbol of an "angel" drawn on a folding fan?

"You are such a generous gentleman."

Chael praised the "Fool" again.

"This is the reward you deserve."

Mr. Fool forced a smile.

Then we moved on to the casual chat segment of the Tarot Club.

Audrey spoke first:

"Mr. Fool, your proposal for a civil service examination system has received support from many councilors. It may actually be possible to implement it, although, given the Kingdom's actual efficiency, it will take at least six months to be implemented."

Audrey spoke with a hint of pride, having perfectly orchestrated everything behind the scenes, watching the ladies proudly flaunt their wealth.

"I hope so."

Alger smiled and then continued.

"In recent decades, the activities of various clandestine organizations have become more and more frequent, and even a few new clandestine organizations of a certain size have emerged."

He looked at the "angel" as he spoke, though he hoped Mr. Fool would answer the question, but Mr. Fool might not be willing.

"I can answer that question for you."

"Because the day when the stars return to their proper places is fast approaching."

"We will have the privilege of witnessing the fall of a god."

"I said in a lighthearted tone."

Klein's eyelids twitched. What, the day when all the stars return to their places? Is it the one he's thinking of?

Is our home planet going to send a massive army of transmigrators to reclaim the land? If that's the case, it doesn't seem like a bad idea.

Klein smiled, but looked somewhat saddened.

Alger frowned, instinctively feeling that the "angel" was talking nonsense, but then he felt there was no need to...

Wait... why didn't Mr. Fool refute this?

Alger discovered the blind spot, and upon closer examination, he was filled with dread, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Mr. Angel, are you kidding me?"

Audrey didn't quite understand how the words "god" and "fallen" could be linked together.

Will the sun in the sky ever fall?

Have you ever heard of the legendary progenitor of the vampires?

"That was once a god."

"The god of the vampires has fallen, and so the vampires have come to an end."

"There are many more ancient things that have disappeared into history, and perhaps ancient forces are awakening."

Xia Er said something that the other two dared not say.

An ancient power?

Audrey glanced at Mr. Fool, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Alger felt that "Angel" was acting recklessly, was this the composure after paying the price?

"We are all witnesses to history."

"The Fool" Klein tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He had his reasons, for example, the notes from the Fourth Age.

The word "angel" reveals a lot of information.

Vampires are the same as blood clans. Did vampires used to have their own gods? But they fell?

This may have been done by the seven gods who protected humanity through the great catastrophe.

Did those ancient beings that perished not completely perish?

How did the "angel" know that?

Sometimes he was like an aristocrat, sometimes a pseudo-believer, sometimes an ambitious man, sometimes a young man, sometimes a knowledgeable and extraordinary person, and sometimes a reckless madman.

Klein didn't know what the "angel's" identity was in reality, which made him seem so complicated, but he was certain that the "angel" was definitely not an official extraordinary being!

At least not an extraordinary being associated with the Church of the Night!

The extraordinary members of the church would never discuss these taboo topics!

This concludes our tarot session.

......

The Fourth Age.

Chael folded a square piece of paper into a TNT cube and threw it onto the water.

boom!

The explosion sent water splashing high into the air.

After wiping away the explosion with a wave of his hand, he said with a hint of disappointment, "Who carries so much paper with them when they go out?"

This is missing a matching secret technique.

He drew inspiration from the concept of "turning paper into something useful" and developed a secret technique called "turning something useful into paper."

With a slight bend of his finger, Xia Er transformed droplets of water into white paper that circled the sea, and as they drew closer, they turned into flying swords.

Am I sick?

He stared at his actions in silence for a moment, and this time the seawater transformed into water swords that rose into the air.

"The Celestial Venerable is just a magician."

Xia Er should have realized that the Celestial Venerable always takes things from others; it would be strange if he could take things from the Gray Mist just by "listening".

If you don't intervene and continue to "listen," you might learn to control the spiritual threads, but you'll also have to pay a price.

If this continues, "it" might be destroyed, and even the Crimson Moon Corona wouldn't be able to save it.

Xia Er folded a small "magic mirror" and said:

"I was also contaminated by the smog just now."

"Now tell me the name of the Imaginary Dragon."

He wasn't just idly spying on the gray fog space; he mainly wanted to make himself feel safer by teasing the gray fog before touching anything belonging to the five families.

That deadbeat, the Celestial Venerable, is actually quite reliable.

Arodes passed on a prayer incantation.

After making simple modifications to improve the accuracy of the pointer, Xia Er slowly recited:

"An ancient king of the dragon race, the ruler of the mind and the dream world, the fallen dragon king of the land of fantasy."