Chapter 39: chapter 34
Chapter 60 He is just a child!
Chapter 149 He is just a child!
In the gorgeous hall with gold as the main theme, a huge crystal chandelier hung down quietly. Katie, who was dressed more like a pirate than a bounty hunter, put her feet up on a long, wide table covered with white tablecloths and smoked a cigar with satisfaction.
Most of the servants were standing under the stairs connecting the second floor to the first floor. If they didn't hear Kapin's bell, they would not disturb the employer who had a bad temper except when serving food.
"Mr. Heras, I have your type today."
Seeing that the middle-aged gentleman wearing a white hair condom had almost eaten the dessert on the plate, Kaping, who was only 1.65 meters tall and chubby, handed over the napkin obsequiously, and said with a smile.
Heras, who was full of food, glanced at the human trafficking leader beside him. Although he despised this kind of "black gloves" in his heart, considering the other person's taste, he still served him very comfortably. He calmly took the napkin and wiped it. Mouth.
"Send it to my room."
Kapin smiled again and again.
He took the used napkin, put it away, and turned his head with a smile. Looking at Katie, who was sitting across from him in an indulgent and rude manner, his smile froze a bit, and he deliberately used a more embarrassing expression. The tone said:
"Ms. Katie, hehe, you know my subordinates are not very smart, and they made some jokes today."
He nervously observed the other person's face and rubbed his hands slightly.
Heras on the side was attracted by his words and paid a little attention, frowning slightly, while Katie, who was sitting in an unruly posture, just smiled wildly.
"What's wrong?"
Capping's smile became even greasier, "They arrested the wrong person today and brought back a man...a good-looking little boy."
…
Klein, wearing a jet black crown and dense armor, stood at the door, tapping the dense spiritual threads with his palms. He walked leisurely in the dungeon with a calm mind. Two clusters of pale flames in the eye sockets under his visor followed his footsteps. Become looking forward to both sides.
The corridor is long, and iron doors stained with dried blood and rust are arranged neatly one after another, embedded in the walls, and together with the cold and damp brick walls, separate the cells.
In these cells, there are ignorant girls, depressed female workers, dead bodies, and numbness with scars and despair.
The trouble in the dungeon has not yet been solved, so Klein can only restrain his growing anger, and the curve of his mouth becomes more and more exaggerated.
He maintained his spiritual form, like a real "revengeful spirit", and silently walked past the Extraordinary who was holding a high-pressure steam rifle and posing in a threatening posture.
Judging from the name Kapin's gangsters gave to the strong man with a beard, his name was Bayliss.
A pair of cold and frightening blue eyes looked straight past Klein. Belis, who was carrying a steel backpack and holding controlled weapons in both hands, was completely unaware of the invasion. He just looked a few more times in the direction that suddenly became much colder in the dungeon. Eye, he walked around pretentiously for two more times, yelled a few words arrogantly and loudly in front of the gangster who acted as the jailer, and then left the depths of the dungeon, muttering about guests, dinner, etc. Walked up the stairs.
Yes, it's already six o'clock. Bayliss and the other Beyonders protecting Kapin should also go to eat at this time... Klein, wearing irregular ancient armor, took a step forward and shifted his gaze to the other side of the dungeon. side.
Based on the revelation given by the previous divination screen, he found the cells where several girls whose names he knew were held. After confirming that the girls had not received much damage for the time being and that they still had the ability to move, Klein quickly moved in a gliding posture to search for them. The only being in the divination screen who is incompatible with the environment.
Finally, at the deviation of the dungeon, he saw the little boy with half-length hair, chubby arms, and a handsome face that had not yet had time to grow.
Will Auceptin... Klein looked at the little boy with few scars on his body and felt inexplicably sad.
It's really unlucky. Kapin and his gang of traffickers are obviously targeting women. If this kid hadn't grown his hair long and grown up, he wouldn't have been caught by mistake and suffered in vain.
Klein sighed and immediately wanted to turn around and leave.
Just as he had this thought, before his spirit body could fly up, a pair of eyes burning with pale flames caught a glimpse of the little boy who had been lowering his head as if asleep and had "awakened" and was looking at him intently. Hold yourself.
The little boy's eyes were clear and clear, not like they were falling on nothing in the air, but really looking at a certain point.
Can he see me?
Can Will Asceptin see me?
Klein subconsciously opened his left hand and pointed it at Will Auceptin in the cell. Almost immediately, he prepared for the worst.
For example, the person squatting in the cell at this moment is not the real Will Asceptin.
At the same time, Will, whose feet were bound by chains, suddenly tensed up. The wall behind him, which was mottled and crispy due to moisture, happened to crack and a sharp stone fell into his hands.
Will Auceptin immediately grasped the sharp stone and stabbed himself in the neck without hesitation.
"etc!"
Klein, who was confused by the sudden scene in front of him, took the initiative to contact Invisibility.
Wearing black armor and a crown, the emperor with pale flaming eyes took a step forward. His majestic voice was like an order, and he actually stopped Will Asceptin's movements.
Through an iron door, two "people", one large and one small, were stunned at the same time, and the atmosphere was still and awkward.
Holding the stone, Will took the first step to regain the right to think normally. With various emotions such as curiosity, doubt, and surprise, he carefully looked up and down at the "Black Emperor" with a strange smell outside the cell.
He had no intention of covering up, the stone in his hand was still pressed against his throat, and his free hand scratched his head.
"Have you... lost your memory?"
Amnesia?
The "Black Emperor" in the dungeon corridor couldn't help but be stunned, not understanding what Will Asceptin meant.
How could someone else lose their memory when they are fine?
Could it be that Will Asceptin's words were not meant for me? He was actually asking me about the "secret" behind my back, testing the true god above the gray mist?
So, is he actually "He"?
He was mistakenly identified as a girl by Kapin's men and captured. It was not because of bad luck at all. All of this was his strategy and his guidance to get in touch with the "secret" in a reasonable way!
After all, he had held many meetings before God, and was able to chat and laugh with many great beings who had survived in ancient times. Based on these experiences, relying on the ability of the "Joker", his body suddenly relaxed.
Then, Klein opened his mouth and responded.
"Ah."
He did not answer in the affirmative, nor did he defend whether he had lost his memory. He just showed a contemptuous, natural and condescending attitude.
Reason told Klein that Will Auceptin, who was imprisoned in prison, could not have the level of true god and king of angels. At best, he was in sequence one, and he was probably in a state similar to Mr. Azik's current state. , is an angel in deep weakness.
This is the result using the elimination method.
"Ah?"
To Klein's expectation, Will Auceptin was not fooled by his ambiguous statement, but instead breathed a blatant sigh of relief.
The handsome-looking little boy put down the sharp-edged stone in his hand, leaned against the wall, and glanced at Klein, whose body suddenly stiffened.
"My acting skills are so bad."
He smiled lightly and said:
"How could He lose his memory?"
"The aura on your body does belong to Him. Well, only He can touch it and show such characteristics."
"But you are not Him, and your Person does not lie."
"If it was really Him who appeared in front of me, he would definitely steal my consciousness and identity before I could react."
Will Auceptin can tell that I have the aura of gray mist on me!
Even the subordinates of "Secret" and even Zarath can't see the difference between the aura on my body and "Secret" himself, but he can actually see it! As thoughts swirled around, the shocked Klein opened his mouth.
However, he did not admit it and stubbornly wanted to resist again.
"What you see may not be the truth."
As if he had done it countless times before, Klein instinctively touched his chin, and the last word was drawn out meaningfully.
His brain was running wildly, trying his best to search for all the "secret" memories, trying to piece together and restore the demeanor that the true god should have.
Klein tried:
"'Stealer,' you must have remembered that I still have authority in this regard."
The little boy sitting in the cell frowned suddenly, like some kind of stress reaction.
He laughed twice.
"It looks very similar, but you are really not him."
"You are indeed not Him."
In order to prove his judgment, Will Auceptin gave more evidence.
"You only dare to use the broad concept of 'thief' to scare me. I suspect that you are just like your character shows, and you don't even know what authority the 'thief' has at a high level."
"If it was Him..." Will Auceptin's expression suddenly became painful. Thinking of the unbearable past, he shook his head with considerable movements. "If it were Him, it would definitely be 'fraud', 'grafting', and 'stealing' all in one go. He wouldn't give me such a long chat."
"He will definitely control my 'spiritual body thread' the first time he sees me, and will not give me a chance to commit suicide. Then he will dump the news to that stupid snake Ouro Leus, and then execute the above step. set."
After saying a long sentence, Will Auceptin rubbed his cheeks and breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at Klein who was already dumbfounded and shocked by the angel's words.
"And His luck has been bad, at least not as good as mine."
"I can definitely determine a destiny for myself to be choked to death before He has time to interfere with me."
Choking on saliva and committing suicide?
What exactly did "Secret" do to Will Asceptin in the first place, and why did he seem to think that as long as "Secret" could commit suicide smoothly after seeing "Secret", it would be considered a success?
Although Klein, who walks in the form of a spirit body, does not have real internal organs, he still seems to hear the pounding sound of his own heart.
He hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and spoke with difficulty:
"I am indeed not Him."
Before Will Auceptin spoke, he seized the opportunity and said:
"I just want to rescue the kidnapped innocent people here. I have no intention of being hostile to you."
"Of course I know you are not Him," Will Auceptin glanced at Klein, "I have always known that although I am not in a good state, I can still see the ups and downs of my destiny. I have not had any trouble recently."
This angel with a mysterious origin said in a strange tone:
"It's just that the aura on your body is too strong. Even if I know you are not Him, I can't control myself."
"By the way, you said you were here to save them, right?"
Klein looked at the "little boy" who suddenly showed an innocent smile, his heartbeat stopped for an instant, and his jaws slowed down a lot.
"yes."
"I am also an innocent person who was kidnapped. Please rescue me too."
"Keep me safe, can you do it?"
The boy's tone was more like a request than a command, as if he was tempting Klein to agree to a promise.
Glancing at the boy with a delicate face, Klein was inexplicably reminded of the snake in the famous religious classics on Earth that instigated Adam and Eve to commit the original sin.
Klein maintained basic caution and did not nod rashly. He just asked:
"As an angel, how could you be trapped in a cell without extraordinary power?"
Will Asceptin tilted his head slightly and said strangely:
"I'm just a child..."
"Moreover, would you reveal your true identity casually in a situation where you know you may be in danger?"
Of course not... Klein nodded.
"I see."
Apparently, Will Auceptin has no animosity toward him at the moment.
Klein's body, which had been wasted for a long time, gradually became transparent again, and he was about to leave the depths of the dungeon.
"etc."
The boy's voice sounded, and Will Auceptin interrupted Klein's movements.
His clear, almost transparent eyes stared at the shadow behind Klein for a while, then he pursed his lips and reluctantly extended his hand.
"I'll give you some good luck."
good luck? Klein chewed the word doubtfully and stood hesitantly.
He was wary of Will Asceptin's outstretched palm, and before he could make a decision, he felt slippery under his feet.
The spirit body's feet slipped!
Klein, who almost fell, met Will Auceptin's hand that was barely stretched out of the iron gate and hanging in mid-air.
The "Joker's" ability returned to normal instantly, and Klein, who stabilized his body, strode back.
He looked at Will in horror, who had clearly done nothing, and seemed to have interfered a lot. Then he belatedly touched his body and checked his spirituality.
"what have you done?"
"Good luck to you." Will spread his hands and pointed at the west and the sky, "Neither you nor I want to attract the attention of those beings, right?"
"Well, there is no problem for you to rescue the girls who were kidnapped in the dungeon, but there is a high probability that you will also expose part of your identity and be noticed by the guy who is currently seeking the 'Black Emperor'."
"After all, with this look, you look more like the 'Black Emperor' than him."
"I also read newspapers."
"He doesn't seem to be a broad-minded person. He is far worse than Solomon. Even Russell is considered broad-minded compared to him."
"I advise you to be more careful."
The guy who is now seeking the "Black Emperor"...
"Who are you?" Klein's palm moved slightly.
"I?"
Will Asceptin looked at Klein as if he were an idiot and said matter-of-factly:
"Will Asceptin!"
"I am a ten-year-old child who lives in a workhouse and is separated from my parents."
"Who do you think I am?"
He's just a kid (抯真)
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Chapter 61 Sinful Restaurant
Chapter 150 Sinful Restaurant
"I am a ten-year-old child who lives in a workhouse and is separated from my parents."
"I'm just a kid!"
China's three must-kill languages are used to resolve all conflicts.
Come all come.
New Year's Eve.
He is still just a child!
...Of course, the last sentence also has the effect of escalating the conflict.
Klein slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.
A child who is over two thousand years old?
What kind of kid is this?
But when Will Auceptin talked about "secrets", his tone was very strange. Every sentence clearly revealed his fear of "secrets", but he didn't make a move against me...
He can see the aura of the gray mist left on my body, and taking a step further, he might be able to see the true relationship between me and "Mystery".
But why? Why is there no obvious hostility towards me, or even towards Mystique himself?
Under the cover of the "blasphemous card" personality, he ignored the warning rituals and anti-divination measures that should have existed in this house, and directly invaded the thick wall next to the restaurant on the second floor.
Klein, wearing a jet black crown, majestic armor and a broken cloak, stood in the wall, looking through the wall at Kapin who had finished dinner and was waiting for Heras to taste and play with desserts. He adjusted for a few seconds, as if he were in reality. His body silently took a step to the right.
Forget it, it's useless to think so much. It's better to do the things in front of you first, and then ask "Secret" himself.
Speaking of which, I haven't seen Him in a long time... Klein held his breath and stood there quietly, glancing at the carriages that were slowly approaching outside the villa garden.
He frowned slightly, no longer waiting patiently, and stretched out his hand to grab the illusory thread floating in the air.
…
Heras, who was wearing a white hair cap, cut into a piece of fried keel fish with only the main spine, dipped it in some black pepper juice, and stuffed it into his mouth.
After chewing and swallowing, he picked up the light golden champagne with beads of bubbles and took a sip in a good mood.
He could not help but think of the evening entertainment program and the joy of a stubborn girl being conquered by him.
This reduced his appetite and made him unable to concentrate.
Katie didn't let the servants help cut the roasted chicken. She was burying her head, holding a knife and fork, and quickly divided the food into many pieces in a precise anatomical style, and they were all about the same size.
While Parker was sipping red wine and eating lamb stew, he chatted with Capin, the host, from time to time. He was regarded as the most competent guest here.
Dinner went on in an orderly manner, and Capin put the last piece of beef eye into his mouth.
He smiled and said to the three extraordinary beings:
"Mr. Heras, Ms. Katie, Mr. Parker, tonight's desserts come from Mr. Chef Labouri Restaurant. There are three kinds in total, namely fruit caramel pudding, butter shortbread and carrot cake."
Heras, who was always indifferent, nodded slightly and said:
"We're such a country in love with desserts."
"That's right, Mr. Heras, who doesn't like dessert?" As soon as the gentleman in the white-haired condom finished sighing, Kapin licked his smile and agreed.
This normally talkative human trafficker was humbled to the extreme in front of a real "big shot".
He used his uncultured brain and racked his brains to come up with one or two vulgar jokes to please Heras.
"Dessert, just like those cute girls. Their farmer parents gave birth to them, but they didn't know how to let their daughters truly show their charm. Just like the wheat and fruits they grew themselves, put them in their hands. It can only rot in the ground, and it can only be given to us, to real gentlemen..."
"Only if it's developed by us, it's a real dessert that everyone loves."
"Real desserts..." Heras murmured with a smile, raised the goblet filled with red wine in his hand, and tilted it in the direction of Kapin, "It is not necessarily only true gentlemen who can develop their sweet potential. ."
The usually cold smile of Heras gradually became colder, and he felt that the face of the human trafficker in front of him was even more disgusting.
Are you a true gentleman? Heras did not say anything, just like most of the true gentlemen in the upper echelons of the kingdom, he just hid his sarcasm, disgust, contempt and other emotions in a false sneer.
The glass of wine he raised was brought to his mouth. The cold and mellow liquid just touched the corner of Heras's mouth. Before it could enter his throat, it stopped strangely, as if time and space had stopped.
Heras narrowed his eyes and instinctively sensed something was wrong.
He wanted to move, but found that the joints of his body seemed to be filled with lead water, and they were extremely heavy. Even if he just wanted to move the fingertips on his palm, it was extremely difficult.
This is... Heras tried to turn his eyes, trying to take his eyes back from the distance.
He saw the goblet that he had raised to be parallel to his chin, and saw the blood-red liquid inside that was competing with gravity and finally unable to withstand the slow flow back.
No...someone affects the environment, and the one who is affected is...me.
With this knowledge confirmed, Heras clearly felt that even his own thoughts gradually solidified.
There was panic in his eyes, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyeballs reflected the equally horrified Kapin.
Fortunately, besides him, there were other Beyonders in the restaurant.
Katie, who had a hideous scar on her cheek, was the first to react.
She dropped the knife in her hand, grabbed a silver spoon nearby, and threw it directly towards Heras's upper body with her wrist forcefully.
Bang!
The silver spoon fell on the luxurious floor tiles, causing a slight dent.
Luck did not favor Heras, nor did it favor Katie!
this! Katie stared in disbelief at the dent she had made with her own hands, falling into deep self-doubt.
She is already a Sequence Seven Beyonder, an "interrogator" who is good at using various weapons and powerful in close combat. How could she fail?
The assassin who was hiding in the dark and attacked Heras still had the power to interfere with him...
Sequence five? It is very possible that he has mastered a sealed object with strange abilities!
Not allowing Katie to continue doubting herself, she pulled out a revolver and a black soft whip with her backhand.
The waiters in the restaurant had already fled. Kapin, who was holding a goblet just now, was trembling in the chair behind him. Only Parker, who was also an extraordinary person and was closest to Heras, was the first to get out of there. Breaking free from the deep shock caused by the invisible attack, he slammed his body into Heras, knocking the gentleman wearing a white hair condom some distance away and slamming him to the ground.
The pain on one side of his body brought back Heras's consciousness. His movements were no longer stagnant, and his thoughts were as smooth as before. Looking at this scene, Klein sighed softly, and the lips behind his visor made a "bang" sound. .
The invisible bullet shot out like lightning. Heras, who was wiping the corners of his mouth, was stabbed in the head and subconsciously waved his right hand.
"No harm is allowed here!"
The invisible barrier instantly covered him and the environment around him, and the air bullets hit the barrier without even letting it waver.
Heras, who had narrowly escaped death, had an ugly expression on his face, and there was a golden flash in his eyes. At the same time, Katie exerted force and overturned the dining table with many leftovers on it. Gold-inlaid tableware, food and wine spilled all over the floor.
She held the revolver in her hand and turned it backwards. She blindly fired at the wall that had just hit the wall. She skillfully flicked a whip with the short black whip she held tightly in her other hand.
Silently turning on his spiritual vision, Heras, who narrowed his eyes to a slit, scanned the empty wall, only to see a strange spirit shrouded in twisted shadows, with a worn-out cloak covering majestic armor, looking down at him, only in contact with the opponent's eye socket. The floating pale flames felt cold when they looked at each other.
Not the "Secret Puppet Master"?
Is it a "god of death" or something high-sequence... The absurd idea only existed in his mind for a moment and was abandoned. He was briefly confused. Then, Heras returned to his usual majesty and slashed out his right arm like a sharp sword.
"captivity!"
The surrounding air suddenly tightened, and the original walls turned into a cage, trapping the strange spirit like an insect in the amber prison.
The transparent wall imprisoned the limbs of the spirit body. Katie, who was holding the revolver in her hand, had a serious look on her face. She quickly clicked her fingers, and three bullets covered with strange patterns instantly penetrated the twisted shadow and black armor.
Heras glared angrily, his gaze almost piercing through the revealed assassin, and the golden color in his eyes turned into substance.
"Psychic puncture!"
The spirit screamed loudly. Klein subconsciously looked up, and a long whip with barbs condensed by light suddenly struck his head. The attack did not cause any pain.
Fortunately, luck favored the black emperor. Even though he was walking in the form of a spirit body that was more susceptible to mental damage, Klein still responded before the more severe wrist bone torture came.
The pale golden flame ignited from the chest of the black spirit body. The pale flame under the crown of thorns suddenly flashed. The original real figure instantly turned into a crudely cut paper man. He allowed himself to be swallowed up by the pale golden flame and quickly transformed into of ashes.
Snapped!
The crisp sound of metal friction came from all directions. The dark figure flashed among the sixteen elegant gas wall lamps that illuminated the restaurant. The originally weak flame exploded instantly, breaking through the delicate glass and dyeing the entire hall with a dazzling fiery red. , the three people of Heras could not open their eyes.
Three tarot cards pierced out from the darkness and penetrated deeply into the ground. After the red explosion, the sixteen lights were all scrapped. The burning fireplace also lost its light, and darkness quickly enveloped the restaurant.
Squeak.
The door of the originally open restaurant closed strangely automatically. Heras watched all this calmly, and the arm lowered to his side trembled.
Although it was certain that the strange spirit was definitely not a high-sequence one, what happened just now made him dare not seal the room, even if they had the numerical advantage.
However, after a moment of hesitation, Heras again spoke in a low voice in ancient Hermes:
"Close it tight!"
"Hiding is strictly prohibited here!"
Invisible restrictions expanded from around him, covering the entire restaurant. As the transparent walls spread, the spirits hiding in the darkness were like fireflies at night. The spirits around him emitted a strange white light, clearly appearing in every room. In human eyes.
Klein, who was holding his right hand high, just glanced at it, and a flame instantly rose from the carpet and enveloped his whole body.
Thanks to Kapin's nouveau riche style decoration, the carpets throughout the restaurant can serve as a medium for flames to travel, eliminating the need to arrange matches.
He observed the battlefield, looking for good opportunities, his figure kept jumping in the flames, not seeking a head-on confrontation, consuming the energy of several bodyguards around Kapin.
One after another, firelights rose up around Heras and the others. Katie, who was proficient in the "Interrogator" skill, had golden light shining in her eyes. The revolver in her hand kept spitting out tongues of fire, but always only focused on the flames after Klein's jump. A waste of ammunition.
She silently counted the intervals between each jump, and at the same time kept moving her steps to avoid the cards that were shot out of the flames. She kept waving the soft whip in her hand, swimming in front of herself and Kapin like a dancing snake, frightened Kapin kept screaming in a low voice, knocking the cards that were trying to get closer to the floor.
Heras, who was also constantly observing, cast a sharp look, and his deep voice sounded again.
"obstacle!"
On the already charred carpet, the flames suddenly stopped, and the dark figure in the bright flames became much more obvious.
Katie, who had been waiting for a long time, raised a cruel smile on her lips, and the golden light in her eyes shone even brighter.
"Psychic puncture!"
The dark figure staggered out of the flames, and Heras and Katie, who had found their target, raised their right hands together.
"discipline!"
boom!
The low-pitched ancient Hermetic language and the sound of gunshots sounded at the same time, all pointing at the dark figure.
The screaming spiritual intuition and the slight pain coming from the inside of his brain interfered with Klein's judgment. However, he was affected by the raving before boarding the gray fog, and he often exercised himself. With rich experience, Klein got rid of the influence almost instantly. The shadows on his body suddenly distorted as the black-armored emperor uttered blasphemous words.
"confusion!"
At this moment, Klein is no different from the real "Emperor" in the eyes of Heras and others.
He just twisted his wrist, and the invisible force reversed the power of the bullets and laws in mid-air, redirecting the attacks from Heras and Katie and sending them back to the source.
The bullets penetrated the flesh and blood, and Katie's thighs, which were holding a gun in one hand and a whip in the other, instantly exploded into a bright red. Heras, who usually valued his image the most, also lost his basic manners and staggered backwards with a ferocious face.
Klein pursued the victory and did not choose the two mid-level sequences that were difficult to solve directly.
He snapped his fingers, and his body spread with flames, appearing next to Kapin and Parker, who was only at the "sheriff" level. The pale flames in his eyes expanded several orders of magnitude.
Parker, who was being watched by him, had just moved his gun when a heavy weight hit his mind. The honest-looking "sheriff" suddenly felt a buzz in his mind, like being hit hard by a hammer.
Beside him, Kapin, who had been trembling since the beginning of the battle, lost all self-control, and was completely dominated by fear. He cried with a headache and rolled out from under the dining table. UU read www.uukanshu.net
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Klein could hardly control the urge to laugh. He only felt regretful. If the "Poison Wine Brooch" did not only correspond to the "Devil", but a stronger "Apostle of Desire", he could now detonate the thoughts that filled Kapin's mind. The fear in a corner made this scumbag who deserved death die like a dog.
It's a pity that he can't die yet... Klein didn't hesitate to release the scream at zero range. He pointed his free left hand at Parker like a gun. With a "bang", several air bullets also penetrated the "security guard" "official" body.
"exile!"
Heras, who finally got rid of the influence of the "punishment" law, saw this scene and shouted loudly. Klein, whose body was still covered in flames, suddenly slipped on his feet, and was then pushed out by an invisible force.
In mid-air, holding back the swelling pain in his brain, Klein snapped his fingers and kept his right hand motionless. His body was engulfed in flames again. At the same time, he took the opportunity to throw several Tarot cards out of his body and threw them into the dense darkness. Katie's right rear.
Heras, who narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted, and a stream of air immediately burst out from his side, rushing away the cards and sweeping them into the distance. Only the three cards that were first inserted into the ground were still standing on Katie's side. nearby.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice that among the three cards still inserted at Katie's feet, the corner of the tarot card with the "Hanged Man" pattern was already on fire.
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Chapter 62 Curtain Call
Chapter 151 Curtain Call
Klein's attack was interrupted and no longer sequenced. Heras, who moved his feet to change his position, quickly took out a black iron-colored metal glove from the hidden bag and tried to wear it on his left hand.
Even if Klein in the spiritual state turned sideways to Heras, he didn't need to use the corner of his eye to see this scene. He immediately flew up, and his left hand wrapped in black armor was stained with a pure golden color. Even if the "Black Emperor" The disguise of the cards on the surface of the spirit body is so real that it cannot block the brilliance of the sun.
Klein did not choose to use the cards he buried under Katie's feet as an anchor to "flame jump". Instead, he used the characteristics of the spirit body to stick to the ground and slide at high speed like a snake close to the direction where Heras was standing.
Neither the bullets coming out of the barrel nor the blows from the whip could stop the spirit body from moving forward. Seeing this scene, Heras put on the iron-black metal gloves without hesitation, and his aura suddenly increased a lot.
In an instant, he seemed a little taller, as majestic as a big shot who could dominate other people's lives.
He spread his fingers and pointed diagonally downward:
"exile!"
Klein suddenly encountered a majestic and invisible force, and a huge senseless fear pressed down from the top of his head, making him want to lower his head, crawl, listen to every word of the other party, and follow every word. An order.
His entire spirit body was overturned and flew out, his movements became sluggish, and Katie, who was approaching at high speed, was reflected in his pupils.
Herath's own personality is only Sequence Six, just a "Judge", but the sealed object he just put on his hand and used definitely contains the power of the "Punishing Knight".
The formula of "Arbitrator" has always been in the hands of the royal family of Loen and Feneport. Only Augustus and Castilla can drive it in the entire Northern Continent. The "Punishing Knight" even serves as the royal guard. Responsibilities, even extraordinary characteristics and corresponding sealed objects, are rarely out of the control of the royal family.
Are Capin's bodyguards members of the royal family?
Klein thought a lot in an instant. He looked at Heras, who exuded a majestic aura, and came to a clear understanding.
The human trafficking in the Eastern District is supported by the royal family, just like what happened at sea and in the southern continent colonies. Is it for the ceremony of the "Black Emperor"?
It is indescribably complicated. It is the disappointment with the government, the lack of value for the innocent people who died tragically in the slave trade, and the pity for the more citizens who are kept in the dark and are as ignorant as puppets...
Klein was furious. His anger and sorrow were all captured by the "poisoned wine brooch". The source of all evil concepts, the aura belonging to the "abyss" expanded instantly, conforming to Klein's accumulated negative emotions, easily dispersing He The shackles Lars imposed on him.
Klein, who was forced to fly backwards in mid-air, opened his arms. The sunlight accumulated in his left hand was no longer restrained. The reflection of a star appeared on the roof of the restaurant. The holy light broke through the cage, and the purifying power fell from the sky.
The light was extremely dazzling, just like the real sun. The dark and gloomy restaurant was lit up by it. Heras and Katie were shocked that the enemy who looked like a "ghost spirit" in front of them actually used the power of the sun. They did not have time to do anything at the first time. There was no resistance, until bursts of burning pain came from the skin of the body. Heras, the only one with the strength to resist, reluctantly set the order.
The sacred light forcibly collided with the power of order. Klein, who was walking as a spirit body, blocked his eyes with his arms. Black energy continued to leak out of his body. The burning paleness in his eyes faded instantly, leaving only two clusters of illusory flames still on the "Black Emperor" card. Under the protection of his character, he persevered hard.
If he were thinking rationally in normal times and had not been affected by the "poisoned wine brooch", Klein might not be so extreme, but at this time, he could no longer think too much.
He just wants to kill these executors of the human trafficking in the East District, and if possible, use the power of the Secret Order and the Aurora Society to kill the instigators behind them.
The worst thing I can do is die again. "Mystery" will not let me go easily. I am his only chance to be freed. Even if I die, he will bring me back from the underworld!
The paleness in Klein's eyes became intense again.
He snapped his fingers with his right hand, and his body continued to break into pieces of paper and reappear again. Finally, when he consumed the third paper man, he successfully got rid of the influence of "exile".
On the playing card at Katie's feet, the flames burning above the "Hanged Man" suddenly erupted. The black emperor burned in orange, and the red streamer clung to the surface of the pitch-black mask. The paleness was dyed deep, making the emperor look more like a ghost.
"Creeping Hunger" silently switches souls, the pure brilliance fades away, and for a moment it is like being made of pure gold.
The golden light in the black emperor's eyes was sharp, and he looked at Katie, whose face was full of surprise. One hand seemed to be holding a long sword, raised high, hanging above the head of Heras, who was wearing a white hair condom.
"The scream of resentful souls"!
"Psychic puncture"!
Two completely different extraordinary abilities hit the target at the same time.
Katie's legs softened as the scream penetrated her eardrums. She could hardly control herself. Her legs were trembling and she could barely maintain her standing posture.
She only felt hot in her orifices, and it took several seconds before she realized that there were already a few drops of viscous blood slowly sliding down her nose.
Heras raised his head suddenly and let out a scream.
The long sword made of the power of the "Interrogator" slashed at his spiritual body, causing him considerable pain, as if someone had pressed a red-hot iron on the most vulnerable part.
In an instant, both of Kapin's bodyguards briefly lost their ability to resist.
But Klein is not a real "shepherd" after all. Apart from the ability of "Creep Hunger" to herd animals, his own "faceless man" power is far less powerful than that of a "shepherd". In two or three seconds, at most, he can only He fired air bullets to deal with Katie, but Heras, who was physically tougher, was helpless.
Kaping invited guests tonight. The commotion in the restaurant was not big, but the waiter who escaped just now will definitely disturb the guests who come to visit. The only people who can be invited by Kaping are Backlund who enjoys a certain status. Characters, the probability of them knowing the extraordinary is not small...
If I can't deal with Heras, it means I have to face a "Punishing Knight" who is extremely good at defense...
I can use the special features of the gray fog to leave at any time, but what about the people imprisoned in the underground cells?
What to do about Will Asceptin, whose identity is unknown and suspected to be an angel?
They must be dealt with at the same time!
Negative emotions prevailed, and Klein chose the most desperate and impossible path.
The breath of blasphemy rippled out, and he whispered:
"slow."
The power belonging to the "demon" seemed to slow down the flow of time at this moment. Heras and Katie simultaneously noticed that the sinful and filthy power was resurrecting in their bodies, unable to move or escape.
Klein took a deep breath, and compared his right hand to the shape of a pistol, holding it against the face of Katie who was leaning backward. Regardless of the repulsion caused by Heras shouting "punishment", his left hand reluctantly aimed at the middle-aged and elderly man with a majestic face. gentleman.
The pale flames in his eyes were brewing with darkness, and he gritted his teeth.
"die!"
The strong curse exploded in Heras' body, and Katie's skull was blown away by the air bullets fired from zero distance. Yellow, white, red, and viscous liquids were scattered everywhere.
Boom!
The collision of air produced a loud noise, and the power of "punishment" also hit the black emperor, knocking him away and slamming him against the wall.
Heras staggered back, spitting out dirty and dark blood.
"Here, it is forbidden...the curse power to take effect."
With the help of the iron black gloves on his hands, he issued inarticulate and intermittent orders to suppress the pollution in his body. Without any hesitation, he gave up his companions and Kapin who needed protection, and ran wildly behind him, not daring to turn his head and look again. One glance.
He knew that his condition was extremely bad and he was in danger of losing control, and even if the effect of the curse was temporarily suppressed, it would come back to its extreme soon. Adding the two together, he didn't think he had any hope of defeating the intruder. Even if Belis, who is ranked seventh in rank, can help at the entrance to the underground area, the same is true.
If he continues to fight, Heras believes that he will only be tortured to death by the curse or seriously injured and lose control.
Once he decided to escape, he no longer paid attention to the task assigned to him by the adult.
Living is more important than anything else!
The invader was too powerful. Whether it was with the help of multiple sealed objects or because he had mastered these abilities himself, his appearance far exceeded the limit that Heras could handle.
He believed that a mysterious enemy with a high-ranking aura and strange and powerful abilities would not be a match for even a real Sequence Five or a real "Punishing Knight"!
A hideous scar could be vaguely seen under the crack in the black armor. He resisted the "punishment". Klein, who had just stabilized his body under the impact, looked at this scene. He immediately raised his head slightly, endured the pain of spiritual dryness, and forcibly switched " The grazing soul of "Creeping Hungry" opened its mouth and let out a scream that humans could not hear.
His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and his left hand was covered with platinum-gold scales.
The shock wave produced by "Dragon Power" accompanied by the scream struck Heras, who almost fled to the floor-to-ceiling window of the restaurant.
The ability of the "psychiatrist" caught the flaw exposed under his panic and fear. The boundless trembling rushed into Heras's brain first, causing his steps to stop. The cold scream followed closely, piercing through like a sharp arrow. Pass.
Buzz!
Herath's head felt dizzy, his legs felt weak, and the laws supported by his willpower could no longer suppress the curse. Dense transparent blisters appeared on the still intact skin on his body, signaling signs of loss of control.
Klein, who supported his body with both hands and reluctantly stood up, stared at this scene closely. His bookish face under the visor was covered with ferocious scarlet lines.
The influence of the "Poisonous Wine Brooch" on him has reached its peak. It may be the next moment, or it may be a long time later, the negative emotions accumulated in his spirit body will detonate, taking away his life, and inducing him to have a relationship with the "Poisonous Wine Brooch". The combination of his characteristics turned him into another "demon".
Unfortunately, from the perspective of fate, Klein is like a blazing torch at this time. It is the most stable anchor, locking luck firmly to himself.
The "God of Luck" looked at him and blessed him personally, banishing the possibility of a short-term outburst of negative emotions.
Klein, who had hideous blood lines on his face, spoke every word, resisting the burning pain in his lungs, his palm penetrated the armor, and he grasped the brooch tightly.
"die!"
The curse condensed with infinite malice lit the fuse, and Heras, who had already squeezed a lot of filth from the abyss, suddenly stiffened when the second curse arrived, his eyes widened to the limit, and then he stood upright. He fell backward and lost his breath.
His body slumped on the ground was pale, with veins and blood vessels bulging under the skin, like small snakes, and blood flowed out of every hole in his body.
Finally, he killed...Klein, who witnessed the death of Heras, breathed a sigh of relief and dragged his heavy body past the still conscious Kapin, causing the human trafficker to fall completely into a coma.
After doing all this, Klein channeled his energy and used the characteristics of spiritual transformation to possess the recently deceased Katie and Parker, taking away the extraordinary characteristics that had not yet been released from their bodies.
Then he came to Heras, admiring the excellent misery on the gentleman's face without expression, and spread his fingers with a sneer.
The terrifying chewing sound was almost real, and the man-eating monster opened its fangs.
The "creeping hunger" that hadn't seen meat for a long time opened its mouth in excitement and devoured the gentleman's muscles and bones, gnawing at his soul. From the debris on the ground, he pulled out a man wrapped in a dark curse and covered in edema. spirit body.
Klein watched this scene indifferently and patted the "creeping hunger". The man-eating gloves instantly became honest, no longer arrogant, and as quiet as a dead thing.
The spirit body that had just "grazed" Heras acquired two extraordinary abilities. One covered the "psychic puncture" of the "interrogator", and the other was the specialty of the "judge" - issuing legal orders.
Not bad... The corners of Klein's mouth rose again.
He took away the black iron gloves from the remains of Heras's body, then walked to the unconscious Kapin and recited the honorary name of "Angel with Lamp".
There was no way, he himself could return to the gray mist at any time by ending the summons, but Kaping couldn't disappear with him.
If the people supporting Kapin are really the royal family, MI9 should have arrived soon... Klein did not dare to delay any longer, and immediately took advantage of the convenience of spiritual transformation, ignoring the obstacles of the floor and furniture, and escaped downwards, flying in. Underground cell.
For some reason, Bayliss, who was responsible for guarding the cell, did not show up, and Will Asceptin was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the kidnapped girls still cowering in the cell.
Without enough time to think too much, Klein flew all the way, constantly activating air bullets, destroying the iron door, and constantly unlocking it.
Driven by him, the imprisoned girls fled to the ground one after another, without anyone stopping them.
These tortured innocents ran through Capin's lavishly decorated halls and out of the fountain-filled gardens toward freedom.
Only when they reached the street and finally regained their freedom did the girls remember to look back.
The illusory door opened in the air, and the strong wind carried the tall figure down. The big shots and the lowly girls who came late saw the black emperor standing on the top of the sinful house at the same time.
The ghost in black armor stood high in the sky, his eyes briefly paused on the group of girls, then slowly looked up, squinting at the handsome gentleman and the majestic old man, loosened his clenched palms, and played cards from his hand one by one. Fingertips spilled.
Wow!
The cloak was raised, the black emperor nodded slightly, and his figure blended into the night.
Will ran away first.
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Chapter 152 Guess
The manic airflow completely shattered the spire of the house, swept away the haze in the restaurant on the second floor, and brought the debris inside back to Ace Snake.
Three unidentifiable corpses were lying on the lawn in a terrible state of death, with scattered bricks and stones scattered around. Ace Snake, whose face was even more gloomy, did not see the strange spirit body, and the silvery white flashing around his body was even more obvious.
Boom!
A deafening muffled sound exploded in the clouds, lighting up a thorny silver crack in the early winter night.
It did not fall down, but penetrated mid-air, illuminating the area around where Klein was standing just like daylight, showing every detail.
"Singer of God" Ace Snake withdrew his gaze and whispered with a heavy face:
"'Rose School'?"
"It's not a 'revengeful spirit', nor is it a real undead creature...it's alive..."
He stretched out his hand to stir up the air, and two tarot cards scattered in the air, which had not yet landed on the ground, suddenly turned around and were swept by the strong wind and flew into the old man's palm.
The mature middle-aged man with golden eyes turned his head and glanced at the cards taken by the "Singer of Gods", and his eyes widened slightly.
"'Judgement'... and 'Emperor'?"
He recalled the last scene before the figure disappeared at the top of the villa's attic.
The majestic and broken pitch-black armor, the asymmetrical crown of thorns, the eyes burning with pale flames, the devilishly towering horns... and... and...
The blond man held his breath, unwilling to continue recalling.
The aura emanating from the black emperor made him want to grovel. To a certain extent, that aura was very similar to the one in the palace...
If he hadn't known a lot of secrets himself, he would have almost suspected that the person who appeared in Backlund tonight and killed Capin like a demonstration was a ghost from the past and the will of a superior emperor.
The blond man breathed a sigh of relief and said without changing his expression:
"Treat tarot cards as signs."
"This is the second such case in the last two months."
"When was the first time?" Cardinal Sinek asked in a deep voice.
The mature middle-aged man in a straight dress coughed lightly and said:
"The time the cultists of the 'True Creator' killed the instigator of the Tingen incident."
"That's not the 'Rose School'." Cardinal Sinek made a positive judgment.
He raised his head to re-examine the completely exposed restaurant and then looked down at the corpse on the lawn. His dancing silver eyes scanned every ground that was charred or had marks of hacking, and a feeling that he himself felt gradually rose up in his heart. Unbelievable speculation.
The "judge" wearing a white hair condom died due to the curse of the "devil", the "interrogator" with scars on his face died due to a bullet hitting his brain, and the "sheriff" with no characteristics was shot randomly in multiple arteries.
The three men died in different ways, but they all had one thing in common.
They all suffered more or less mental trauma before they died. The two more powerful Extraordinaries showed large burns on their bodies.
As a believer in the storm and the mortal enemy of the sun, Ace Snake would not admit that this was the work of the "Priest of Light".
It is almost impossible for a "Priest of Light" to exist in Backlund. Although the believers of the Sun are fanatical, they will not completely lose their minds and actively attack the most powerful parish of the Church of Storms in Loen.
The Cathedral of the Holy Wind is different from the St. Samuel of the Night and the St. Hilian Church of the Steam. In the Fourth Age, this was the headquarters of the Church of the Lord of Storms. In a sense, this means that it is a storm. The church is the second holy place besides Pasu Island where the church is located.
No religion would allow hostile evildoers to defile the holy place of their faith.
Moreover, believers of the sun are extremely paranoid. As long as they believe it is evil according to their definition, they will not use even the sealed objects created after killing them, so they cannot be "priests of light"...
There is another possibility…the "shepherds" of the true Creator.
Cardinal Snake exhaled and looked at the people next to him with alert eyes.
But why would "Shepherd" focus on Kapin? Why is the bodyguard around Kaping the "arbitrator"?
The rumors kept coming, and the first batch of "punishers" finally arrived.
Snake, who did not want to ruin the honeymoon period between the church and the royal family, suppressed all his thoughts, looked around as normal, looked around and said:
"Let's see what's going on here."
"Enable 1-306."
The powerful voice of "Singer of God" suddenly sounded. The mature and elegant man shook his head, and the palm hanging by his side moved slightly. In the end, he did nothing and looked behind him.
…
Above the gray fog, Klein, who had reached his limit, was sitting on the high-backed chair at the top. The majestic black armor on his body no longer existed, and he turned back into a playing card with a portrait of Emperor Russell, lying quietly on the bench. table edge.
As soon as he ended the summons and returned to the gray mist, Klein took off all the extraordinary items equipped on him, eliminating the possibility of the negative effects of the "poisoned wine brooch" continuing to worsen.
Boundless gray undulated around him, and a thicker one pressed on his chest, covering the hideous wound injured by Heras. Wisps of filthy and blasphemous cursed black gas steamed up, and instantly merged into everything in the palace. The gray that could be seen everywhere was annihilated and disappeared by the majestic force.
As the blood-red lines on his bookish face faded, Klein, who was in much better condition, struggled to get up.
After boarding the gray fog, he had gotten rid of the negative effects of the "Poisonous Wine Brooch", and he couldn't help but feel frightened when he recalled the various impulsive behaviors he had just committed.
It's too reckless. If Will Auceptin hadn't given me enough luck, I might really die from the negative effects.
Of course, Klein does not regret it. Even if he is afraid, he still believes that his final choice is correct.
Don't give up fighting evil out of cowardice.
"The innocent people who were released can go home smoothly." He held the pendulum in his left hand, and with the help of the "Yellow and Black Eyes", he made sure that everything went smoothly.
There are still some twists and turns in their journey home, but they are almost negligible... Klein finished detoxifying and put down his last worries.
After doing all this, he took the time to look at the trophies placed in front of him. They all exuded a relatively strong spiritual brilliance.
The iron-black gloves are extremely heavy. Just by looking at them, you can intuitively feel the oppressive feeling of order and law.
Among the other two pieces, one is a light blue translucent hexagonal prism, with traces of light flashing through it from time to time, as if lightning comes from the depths of consciousness, which is the extraordinary characteristic of "Interrogator" Katie.
Another feature from the "Sheriff" is like a child's fist, composed of iron black, dark red and large areas of silver.
Klein instinctively wanted to manifest a pen and paper, preparing to use the three balls of extraordinary characteristics to divine the corresponding potion formula.
But before he could take action, the dry spirit that could no longer be squeezed prevented him from going any further.
A throbbing pain came from the horrific crack in his chest, forcing Klein to grin and lean back on the chair again.
His spiritual intuition was holding him back.
Huh, I'm afraid if I activate my spirituality again, I will lose control on the gray fog and there will be no one here to help me... Klein turned his eyes and gave up the first opportunity to divine.
After a second thought, Klein picked up the "Creeping Hunger" placed on his left hand again, and as promised, released the "Interrogator" whose abilities overlapped with those of Heras, who had just been put out to pasture.
The vague male figure gathered on the long table. The "interrogator" who was suffering from soul torture just nodded slightly, and then he could no longer maintain it. It dissipated into a little brilliance and disappeared in front of Klein's eyes.
Unfortunately, I don't know if I will be able to divine the corresponding formula from the potion after my spiritual recovery in a while... Klein shook his head and sighed, and then he wanted to escape from the gray fog.
"Can."
A sudden distant voice interrupted Klein's actions.
The "Secret" who appeared at an unknown time stood diagonally behind Klein, with one hand on the top of the high-backed chair at the top. The dark eyes looking down clearly showed no fluctuations, and made Klein feel empty everywhere.
"The worst case scenario is that we'll die again?"
"'Mystery' won't let me go easily?"
The "God of Mystery" curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, and the palm of his hand that was holding the back of the chair was downwards. It failed to touch Klein's body and only stopped a little on his shoulder.
He stared at the captured Klein, his voice rising and falling.
"you guessed right."
"'Mystery' really won't let you go."
…
"The breath of destiny..."
In the alley of Jowood District, a hooded old man holding a smoked yellow light looked at the fainting fat man at his feet and murmured to himself.
It must be said that the Lord's favored ones gave Him a great gift.
When he first heard the prayer, Zaratul was still wondering whether the young man named Klein Moretti had lost his game. The "Black Emperor" card had attracted some enemies that he could not fight against.
Until the "Angel with the Lamp" himself separated his consciousness, descended a historical projection deep into Kaping's mansion, completed all the arrangements in the form of wishes, looked through the memories in Kaping's mind, and noticed the unusual movement underground in the mansion. The stable mood turned into sincere joy.
This joy comes from two things.
He still remembered his brief surprise when he saw the body outside the underground cell.
The possibility of Sequence Seven, which focuses on strengthening the body, dying from choking on one's own saliva is not impossible, but very slim.
Who else can seize this slim possibility and magnify the thin thread of destiny towards the inevitable existence, except the other "Snake of Mercury" whom His Majesty Pope Ouroleus has been pursuing?
Well, this is the mysterious side surprise that Klein brought to him. As for the realistic side...
Zaratul looked at his feet again, with a faint smile on his lips covered by his white beard.
Capping's memory involves a large number of important Loen officials who abused and desecrated innocent women and killed righteous people who opposed them. All the evidence is clearly presented in Caping's memory.
"He is indeed the one chosen by the Lord, and his political acumen is quite good." Zaratul smiled and extinguished the lantern in his hand.
He has ten thousand ways to make Kaping voluntarily attend the accusation against the Roen government and even the royal family when necessary in the future.
When the time comes, the desperate and annoyed expressions of those congressmen and nobles who are flustered, angry, stammering and wanting to distance themselves from each other will be the greatest pleasure to Him.
Yes, the anchor point of human nature has been added.
…
"So, you can always see me in action in reality?"
Klein glanced guiltily at "Mystery" who had temporarily occupied Miss "Magician"'s seat.
"Don't worry, I will only take the initiative to see you when you are in a bad state."
The ten fingertips of "Secret" were hanging in front of his chest one by one, in sharp contrast to the anxiety shown by Klein.
He whispered:
"I will not question or refute any of your decisions, you can do whatever you want."
"It's just that this time, you didn't do well."
"Very reckless and careless."
"Secret" looked at Klein and asked:
"Who gave you the confidence to think that you can negotiate independently in front of a Sequence One?"
Sequence 1, is he talking about Will Asceptin?
Will Auceptin turns out to be Sequence One!
Which sequence is he... Klein quickly sifted through all the ways in which the true god was not born, and vaguely got the answer.
"You mean, Will Auceptin is the first sequence of the 'monster' pathway?"
"Can they control something similar to good luck?"
"It's not good luck, it's 'destiny'." "Mystery" lightly ignored Klein's doubts, "He and Ourolius are both competing for the position of 'destiny'."
Will Auceptin is the enemy of the Pope, the True Creator... Klein nodded slightly.
But he soon felt something was wrong.
Will Auceptin and Ouroleus are enemies, and Ouroleus is the King of Angels. He accommodates at least two copies of Sequence One, and may also control the uniqueness. It stands to reason that Will Auceptin is in his There should be no resistance in front of him.
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When Will Auceptin faced me, he knew that I was related to the gray mist, and probably guessed that I would be related to the Aurora. He also took the initiative to help me and give me a certain amount of good luck...
Is their relationship too complicated?
Klein frowned, "Secret" glanced at him, and said indifferently:
"It's not as complicated as you think."
"Compared with other ways, the competition of 'destiny' is not so cruel. It can be said to be relatively mild. The relationship between Him and Ouroleus is far from life-and-death."
As if he saw Klein's little thoughts, "Secret" added another sentence before disappearing.
"Anyway, if you think it's okay, contacting Him isn't a bad thing."
"Watch what you think."
He appeared again without saying a word, then disappeared mid-sentence... Fortunately, Klein was used to the true god's consistent style of coming and going without a trace. He just made a complaint, and his spirituality spread throughout his body. As the crimson erupted, he also left the gray. fog.
…
In the real world, in the Backlund Bridge area, in a cheap hotel close to the Jowood area.
Sensing that the ceremony was over, Sharon walked through the wall and returned to the house, where she came into contact with the spirit body, but her figure was still not clear enough. She hovered in front of the "faceless man" with his eyes closed in front of the altar, and stretched out his palm.
Her slightly cold palms were about to cover the "faceless man's" forehead.
The white palm came closer and closer, until it happened to meet a pair of eyes that suddenly opened.
I'm so tired. Why do I have to take another exam tomorrow morning?
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