Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Above the gray fog hall, the rotating topaz slowly swayed. Klein felt the weight coming from his wrist and sighed softly.

"It's not a big problem, there is a certain danger."

With a cold high-back chair on his back, Klein supported the armrests on both sides, and his spirituality gradually spread throughout his body as he got up.

Also, after all, it is the use of sealed objects to enter the spirit of others to fight, how can there be no risk.

His thoughts returned to his body in reality, and Klein slightly adjusted his collar. His face stiffened due to the negative effects of the human skin mask showed no expression.

Because he also divination on the gray fog, he didn't waste much time. Klein pushed open the door, and happened to see the tall Bishop Utravsky with heavy steps, step by step on the door leading to the basement. The stairs came up.

"Looks like you're ready?" Utravsky stared at him for a while and said slowly.

"From the results of the divination, it seems to be okay."

The staggered chain blades slowly unsheathed, and the pungent sulfur smell gradually spread.

Seeing the crimson flames getting hotter and hotter, Bishop Utravsky's light blue eyes sank a lot.

"If successful, you can also choose to take away the formula of the 'Pharmacist' pathway."

"Pharmacist" way?

Klein subconsciously glanced in the direction of the basement and shook his head.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Father."

Seeing that the flames on the already unfolded blade were getting stronger and stronger, Bishop Utravsky didn't say more, and took out a strange candle from the hidden pocket on the side of the brown priest's uniform.

Only a small part of the candle remained, and the remaining part was tightly wrapped by the shiny human skin, and even a few large or small pimples were protruding.

Its wick is only a knuckle high, and it is pitch black and covered with fine scale-like patterns.

"Light the candle wick with spirituality." Utravsky handed the candle to Klein, who was holding a blade in one hand, and he retreated to the direction close to the sacred emblem of the Mother Earth, his eyes closed.

It does look like a dragon-style item... Klein quickly took a look at this special candle. Instead of lighting it immediately, he walked to the edge of the church, removed the matchbox, and threw it into different corners.

After doing all this, he checked the "substitute" gloves on his body again, canceled the spiritual wall that wrapped Azik's copper whistle, and finally put the pure white spell given by Will Auceptin into the position of the symptom's chest. , Mr. A's badge is pinned to the inside of the more concealed coat.

These were all taken down by him from above the gray fog just now.

After doing all this, the fingers rubbed quickly, and the spiritual flame ignited the wick of the candle.

Noisy!

The sunlight pouring in from the glass picture window is still bright, and the religious paintings depicting the transaction of the mother goddess are spread on the ground along the refraction of light and shadow.

Klein looked around at everything that didn't seem to have changed, but his face that was stiff due to the negative effects of the Beyonder item became unnaturally agile.

The corners of his mouth twitched a little, and he swept the flaming chain blade into the air beside him, completely ignoring Bishop Utravsky who was standing in front of him, his muscles twisted a little bit, and his expression extremely vicious.

boom!

The sharp steel blade attached to this sulphur flame slapped on the empty air, but there were bursts of golden inscriptions clashing.

The smile that was distorted by the firelight became more and more blurred, and the corners of Klein's mouth rose as he watched the armor that radiated the radiance of dawn stained with charred black.

"Great tactic, but sorry, I'm too familiar with dream-related abilities."

The "Knight of Dawn" who symbolized the dark side of Utravsky quickly lowered his waist, the viscous brilliance condensed in his hands, and an equally dazzling broad sword was decisively in front of him, blocking the swing of his master's wrist, The chain blade that was about to wrap around his neck.

"Heh, little clever." Utravsky's hideous face twisted into a terrifying smile, his wrist turned, and a storm engulfed in fragments of light suddenly erupted. Makes a sour squeak.

But it only lasted for less than two seconds, and the weapon that could easily sever a person shattered in response, and a broad sword that was a few points wider than Klein's entire body smashed through the air.

The brilliant giant sword split the illusory flame, Utravsky, who had lost his target, did not hesitate, the exaggerated broad sword was like an arm, and instantly returned to him, pressing down the bar, following his constantly changing footsteps. , turning the blade into a shield.

This is the most basic experience of an experienced "fighter".

Several bright flames suddenly burst into flames, and all directions of the church hall were instantly occupied by firelight, and dark human figures kept flickering in it. Although Utravsky had been promoted to "Knight of Dawn", he could only be caught by the wind from time to time from Klein. The raised corners of his clothes were barely able to judge the direction, but he was too slow to slash out the blade of light.

Klein, who was constantly jumping flames with the match, pondered the consumption of spirituality in his heart, and took the opportunity to sweep to the ground, which had been abandoned by himself, leaving only the chain-blade cane with the handle.

Tsk, if you really encounter an enemy who is good at frontal combat like Bishop Utravsky, I am afraid that the chain-blade cane will end in a similar situation... He has no reason to worry that he may need help in two days. The "Rose School" pursuers against Miss Sharon.

If you encounter "wolves" and "living corpses" who are known for their physical strength, will the chain-blade cane end similarly?

Different from the current dream, if it is scrapped in reality, it is really scrapped.

However, due to his covetous gaze, Bishop Utravsky, who gradually adapted to Klein's rhythm, had no choice but to think more deeply.

Cards as hard as steel flew out of the flames, pointing directly at Utravsky's head protected by the "Armor of Light".

Weak sparks ignited at the end of the cards, dragging the scattered flame tails of sparks. These cards were not as sharp as they were when they cut Lanrwus' neck that day, and they were suddenly raised before they reached Utravsky. His broadsword was chopped into pieces, and even the invisible flames were annihilated by the brilliance of dawn, leaving only a few sparks flickering pitifully at the blade.

Unfortunately, the match ignited by the "Magician" also burned out at the moment, and the brightly lit church hall returned to its original dimly lit appearance. Utravsky, who knew that the enemy had consumed a lot of spirituality, watched. All around, the eyes behind the helmet narrowed slightly.

He nervously swept the empty church hall, lowering his body, his sharp and fierce gaze constantly swept away from the ground divided by shadows.

That **** rat is "The Hermit"?

After all, it is the dark side of Bishop Utravsky. He also inherited the knowledge that the bishop acquired after joining the church. The Church of the Mother Earth generously provided information about various sequences to supplement the murderousness of this bishop living in the psychological shadow of the bishop. Pirates, once half-understood.

According to the information provided by the church, the "Knight of the Dawn" has the means of restraining the "Hermit".

But unlike the large-scale damage of the "Sun" pathway, he can only use his own judgment to catch the mouse hidden in the shadows and give a fatal blow.

The fleeing shadow was approaching step by step, but Utravsky, whose body was tense, no longer panicked, but grinned cruelly.

"Die!"

The storm of light wrapped around the broad broadsword, and the heavy armored knight strode forward, without hesitation, inserted into a shadow in front of him.

In an instant, the brilliance of dawn illuminated the entire church, and a storm mixed with countless sharp blades lifted the entire shadow and ruthlessly tore everything around.

But to Utravsky's surprise, he didn't see the blood and blood he expected.

The strong wind lifted the corner of Klein's clothes, and the right palm wrapped in black gloves was likened to a gun.

"boom."

The bullet made of compressed air slammed into the back of Utravsky's head.

The solid helmet rattled, and the vibration amplified by the enclosed space was like a heavy hammer, bringing him bursts of dazzling dazzling.

But unfortunately, as a "fighter" who is best at frontal combat, even if Klein was unsuspecting and shot twice with "air bullets" reinforced by "substitutes", the pitted helmet still did not break.

Woo!

A gust of wind hit, and the broad sword, which had not yet dissipated after the light of the light, slashed from Klein's waist, cutting him in half with ease.

The color faded quickly, and Klein's body did not fall to the ground, but strange cracks appeared everywhere, turning into pieces of paper and dissipating in the flames.

The shadows torn apart by the storm of light just now reunited. Utravsky, who was panting a little, did not feel annoyed, but suppressed the anger in his heart and calmly stared at the increasingly messy shadow tracks underground, without hesitation, the broad sword suddenly Insert the ground.

The muscles in both arms bulged, and along with the roar of the "warrior", the thick broadsword moved slowly, and then accelerated continuously, rubbing a spark that kept on and off on the ground.

Since that little mouse is still going to hide, let him and the floor here be scrapped together!

Klein, who was hidden in the shadows, saw that the broad sword that penetrated into the ground, constantly changing directions and tearing apart the shadows, was about to approach the four corners. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com almost subconsciously felt like the pure white spell on the inside of the coat.

No, I can't use that spell frequently for a short period of time!

A moment of hesitation dragged down Klein's dodging figure, forcing him to light a few matches just before the storm of light came, and step out again in the flames rising from the other side of the hall.

The five fingers wrapped in the gloves of the "substitute" moved slightly, and Utravsky, who was pulling out his broadsword from the ground, suddenly froze, and the limbs covered by the armor gradually became slow and stiff.

Klein looked at Bishop Utravsky, who was struggling to resist the despair after the spiritual body thread was mastered, his eyes darkened.

He looked at his right hand, which was slowly raised, with some complexity, and at the "substitute" glove with mysterious patterns on the back of his hand.

"boom."

The invisible bullet slammed the tall knight's visor, and circles of fine cracks bloomed on the silver-white surface.

Klein, whose eyes were lowered, sighed slowly, followed by a few more muffled noises, his visor shattered, his eyes widened in anger, and the grim-faced Utravsky opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to roar.

But the terrifying wounds running through his brain didn't seem to give him this last chance.

The viscous to dark red and almost black blood was mixed with pale yellow and milky white, and a little bit flowed from the wrinkled forehead, and the tall knight trembled and fell to the ground.

The silver-white armor that was intact except for the head gradually dissipated, and the picture window pattern projected on the surface along the light and shadow, like the legendary sacred cloth, gently covered the long-dead sinner. The saint's loving smile seems to be looking forward to it. , in this filth and mud, the rebirth of another soul.

Klein watched all this quietly, sighed and extinguished the candle.

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