Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

When the little sun appeared in Klein's hand, the ceiling of the entire Blackthorn Security Company was torn down, and endless sunlight was attracted down, enhancing the power of the spell.

"This is too urgent." Truman naturally saw the sudden bright sunlight from the St. Selina Church in the next block.

He also saw the forcibly arranged fate line.

Ince Zangwill is working on his own plan.

"Being so lame is a kind of talent, right? It's better to write a script like this and control Dunn directly." Truman complained.

In order to achieve his goal, Ince Zangwill has abandoned most of the logic and contradictions, and completely relies on the ability of the "writer" to forcefully advance the plot.

"But this saves trouble. It's delivered directly to your door. It's rare to see such a dedicated messenger."

Truman began to enter the secret passage through Chanis Gate and walked towards the Blackthorn Security Company, where he would probably be done.

boom!

In Klein's senses, the entire building was trembling, and the radiance of the sun in his hand completely enveloped the Witch of Despair.

"There is such a high-level spell?" Although the Witch of Despair had an accident, her own powerful power still made her confident.

She raised her hand, and an illusory mirror condensed in front of her, trying to block the exploding sun.

This is a mirror stand-in. After being a demigod, it is enough to block demigod-level attacks for her.

But at this moment, Leonard stretched out his right hand, with a red blood vessel wrapped around his wrist.

This is the "Vessel Thief", a sealed object behind Chanis' door. Its specific effect is to steal life or extraordinary abilities.

Leonard's eyes were more serious than ever before, he grasped with his fingers and twisted his wrist lightly.

He was "lucky" and directly stole the ability of "Mirror Stand", and the "sun" really hit the Witch of Despair.

The cooperation between Klein and Leonard was perfect this time, but after the sun's light faded, a figure was still standing there.

The difference is that there is a burnt and broken wand under the Witch of Despair.

This is the substitute magic that the witch is best at.

Of course, taking the "Sun Flame Spell" head-on will also cost the witch something.

Her complicated and beautiful clothes had several holes in them, and some strands of her hair had turned burnt yellow.

The eyes of the Witch of Despair were filled with terrifying black flames. She swayed suddenly and clasped Triss's neck. At the same time, the spider webs filled with voids were also burning with black flames, forcibly breaking through the ashes of Saint Selina. The realm of night.

"You deserve to die." The words of the Witch of Despair caused Dunn, Klein, and Leonard to be traumatized again, coughing repeatedly and feeling dizzy.

This is a "disease". Fever, dizziness, and pneumonia broke out together, almost destroying all the resistance of the three people.

The Witch of Despair strangled Triss with one hand, while the other hand was still entangled with the burnt hair.

Her face darkened, and she threw the unconscious Triss behind her. A mirror appeared there, and Triss disappeared into the mirror.

——The Witch Sect attaches great importance to Triss beyond imagination, and even more than one person came here.

She looked at the three Kleins again and wanted to sacrifice their flesh and blood to the original witch. There was also a "Dream Cult" among them, which the "original" would like very much.

"Ms. Despair, I can do this for you."

At this time, a pair of shiny leather boots stepped out of the Blackthorn Security Company, and a middle-aged man with dark blond hair walked in from the broken door.

"Are you the one who wrote to me?" Ms. Despair looked at Ince Zangwill.

She was able to come here naturally because of Ince Zangwill's "friendly help".

But anyone who can reach the level of a demigod is definitely not a fool. The Witch of Despair glanced at the urn held on Dunn's chest and her face darkened.

"Are you plotting against me?!"

"It's just cooperation." Ince Zangwill took out the classical quill pen, ready to write on clothes at any time, and he also walked towards Dunn.

0-08...The Witch of Despair recognized this sealed artifact.

She made a decision in an instant and watched with cold eyes as Ince Zangwill got closer and closer to Dunn and others, waiting ruthlessly.

After this incident, she may gain an ally. Ince Zangwill, who possesses the sealed artifact "0-08", has such qualifications, and that ability will have a major impact on the Witch Sect's plans.

The terrifying pressure caused Dunn and the three of them, who were already reaching their limit, to fall to the ground.

Suffering from illness, Dunn could not even carve out his own heart for the final blow.

"It's finally over." Ince Zangwill sighed, writing this line of words on his clothes with his quill.

"Yes, it's finally over." A slightly cold voice made Ince Zangwill and the Witch of Despair horrified and speechless.

"Death Archon?!" The Witch of Despair suddenly widened her eyes when she saw the person coming.

"It's been a long time since I called you that." Azik Eggers took off his hat and glanced at the Witch of Despair.

With a look of fear on her face, the Witch of Despair subconsciously wanted to retreat and jump into the mirror world to get away.

"You've already come, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Maybe I even know your mother or mother."

Azik's tone sounded like he was reminiscing with an old friend.

When the desperate lady heard these words, she froze completely. What was echoing in her mind was the terrifying legend about the "Death Archon" from the Fourth Age.

"Ince Zangwill? Are you the one who wants to take action on my son's tomb?"

Ince Zangwill's face was pale and bloodless, and his body was completely frozen like a dead man. Only the quill in his hand could move.

"'Death Archon' is historically related to nouns such as death terror, plus the path of 'Death' where he is, the bishop of St. Selina Church..."

The quill flying in the air and writing suddenly stopped. He seemed to have glimpsed something more terrifying, and the soft feathers on the quill exploded.

"Death!" Azik seemed to have a smile on his lips as he watched the feathers of the quill explode, and then calmly pronounced the death of Ince Zangwill.

A few dark spots began to appear on Ince Zangwill's body, which quickly expanded and spread all over his body.

Then his body rotted rapidly, so rotten that yellow-green pus leaked out, and pieces of flesh fell to the ground.

The eyeballs came out of their hollows and hit the ground. They rolled in front of Klein and looked directly into his eyes.

This is a little joke between a teacher and a student... Well, Mr. Azik probably doesn't have any talent for humor, which can be seen from the cold sweat on Klein's face.

In the next second, the eyes, flesh, and even bones, everything turned into ashes, and the clothes that lost their support fell to the ground and splashed a handful of dust.