After Bernadette received no response, she held the Magic Wishing Lamp and walked to the window in the captain’s cabin to take in the deep blue sea.

She wasn’t impatient, nor did she attempt to use her powers of prophecy, patiently waiting for any further developments.

After a few minutes, a grayish-white fog suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Right on the heels of that, the fog was dyed golden, as though it was coated with a layer of sticky syrup.

Bernadette immediately bowed her head and looked at the Magic Wishing Lamp in her hand. She saw that the wick at the mouth of the lamp had automatically ignited itself.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, beside The Fool’s chair, the prayer light, which was the size of a human head, was instantly occupied by a distorted, blurry golden figure.

The figure’s gaze penetrated the prayer light and penetrated the grayish-white fog, looking at the “maggot vortex” that was attempting to destroy everything around it.

“His” voice immediately reverberated within Sefirah Castle, dignified and grand:

“You actually lost control?”

The tone of Genie was clearly mocking; “He” didn’t care whether the crazy Worms of Spirit could understand “Him.”

At this moment, a strange door of light formed from countless balls of light appeared above the chair of The Fool that had already collapsed.

It was faintly discernible and emitted a bright light, forming a complicated symbol in midair.

This symbol originally existed behind The Fool’s chair, formed from the Pupil-less Eye and the Contorted Lines.

As the symbol took form, the strange light became fainter and eventually completely fused into this space.

In the next second, Klein’s voice came from the symbol representing The Fool:

“Genie, I want to make a deal with you.”

The blurry and distorted figure immediately laughed.

“Haha, I said that you would eventually agree.”

After laughing for a few seconds, Genie calmed down and said, “I was just wondering how is it possible for the new owner of Sefirah Castle to so easily lose control.”

“This was a preparation I made for the worst-case scenario.” The voice in the symbol of The Fool wasn’t impatient at all.

Genie laughed and said, “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll raise the price at the last minute?”

Klein replied unhurriedly, “This is just one of my preparations, but for you, it might be the only chance for many years.”

Genie’s light-gold figure swayed as though it had been blown by a gust of wind as a grand voice sounded:

“My condition is the same as before. As long as you can remove the seal and release me, I will take what belongs to me back to the cosmos. I will leave the rest to you and grant you three wishes.

from the looks of it,

again from the symbol of

1368 in this epoch Age. As for how you get out of your predicament, that is your own problem. My request is even

the deal I’m talking about. Whether you agree with

year when the Oldest One’s barrier disappeared. It

seal, the wishes I can grant will

cast

can fulfill the two wishes I need

fell silent again and didn’t speak

inside the primitive

burning up both internally and externally, didn’t waste any time. According to the God of War’s instructions, he modified the altar and engraved the correct symbols, magic labels, and strange

three demigod monsters would suddenly wake up, but when the ritual was ready, the sacrificial

star bird, and the white raven with a dark eye circle onto the right spot, Verdu looked at the only candle on the altar and lit

back and chanted solemnly in Jotun, “Great

the

to all mysterious

for your response, praying for

he could finish his sentence, three

to be being held by an invisible hand. They only struggled slightly before exploding, turning into blobs of flesh

Under the guidance of some indescribable force, they

huge door that was still squirming like flesh and blood, one that

stood on the altar. It was pitch black inside, and it

illuminating the entire Door of Flesh and Blood, illuminating the darkness

darkness, there were tiny balls of stellar light condensing into spherical lights. On closer inspection, they looked like strange insects

a gigantic arm that passed through the Doors

of Blood and Flesh to shake. Even

happily, and his vision

Pa!

his face

an

nose, ears, and remaining eye, as well as his muscles, plopped to the ground one after

Thump!

his flesh and

of Flesh and Blood and attempted to pull out

Boom!

darkness behind the door, thick lightning bolts formed a storm and descended, but they were swallowed by

lights passed

and fold, as though they were going to undergo a qualitative change. Following that, dark cracks appeared out of the

parts of

time, a hurricane from unknown origins blew out from a crack and swept in all directions.

Wilson, who was vexed over failing to monitor Verdu after he “Teleported,” suddenly heard the

city was opened automatically at

the forest outside the

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