Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

In Room 221, which was flushed with cold and crimson on the ground, the walls of spirituality were closed on all sides. Klein took the last step against his body, and a thin gray fog emerged out of nowhere, enveloping his spiritual body, passing through the colorful blocks and endless roars. , shuttle straight up.

Under the magnificent palace, Klein's illusory figure flashed with a burst of crimson, and appeared in the top position. On the surface of the mottled bronze long table stood a sacrifice gate that had not yet been opened.

Klein waved his hand symbolically, and the unrealistic bronze door slowly opened, and the neatly stacked gold pounds and various sundries automatically flew behind the top high-back chair.

After doing all this, he tapped the table lightly and glanced at the pocket watch that had just emerged.

Probably a little more time.

"Cough, do you know anything about the 'Rose School'?" Klein looked around in the thick gray fog that could be seen everywhere, looking forward to the familiar blue-black figure.

"I didn't remember me when I hurriedly agreed to the girl's request. Why did I suddenly remember and ask?"

"Heart-hearted Mr. Zhou Mingrui."

The gilded "secret" in his eyes kneaded his forehead, resting on the armrest of the seat of "World" with one hand, his legs were crossed, his sitting posture was loose, and the folds on his wide dark robe looked rather messy.

Hearing the "mysterious" teasing, Klein turned his face away with a little guilty conscience, and said a little bluntly;

"'Magician' doesn't do unprepared performances, I just pursue better performances."

The slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Mystery", whose mental state was somewhat sluggish, snorted, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sarcastic smile.

"I do know a lot of secrets about the 'Rose School', but don't expect that kind of old story to help you in your next actions."

"Instead of trying to find the Achilles' heel against the 'Resentful Soul' and the 'Living Corpse', it is better to analyze your own strengths and think about how to make the most of it."

The merciless rebuke of "Mystery" echoed in the empty gray fog. Klein, who was stabbed in the sore spot, lowered his head silently, accepted "Mystery"'s suggestion graciously, and thought about what else he could use now.

"The Card of Blasphemy"? No, these things can't be put on the bright side, and I can't explain why I suddenly mastered the ability to become a spirit body.

Will Auceptin's spell is still Mr. A's... After analyzing various pros and cons, Klein excluded those high-level items he owned in the first round.

Then I still have something left... He got up and left his seat, and under the "secret" gaze, he walked towards the pile of clutter behind him.

Gold pounds, sporadic materials, badges, spells, and master keys, Klein's eyes slowly swept over these objects with different spiritual brilliance, and finally stopped on an ordinary black iron coat of arms.

"The relic of the 'listener'?" He looked at this unremarkable spell-like item, and the spirituality of his body spread rapidly, supporting the sacrifice gate that had not dissipated, and he was familiar with it as a gift ceremony.

This was a bonus added by the man who called himself "Viper" at the "Eye of Wisdom" party when he first came to Backlund, making up the difference.

With a wave of his hand, the black iron badge flew into the open door. Klein looked back and wanted to get some responses, but found that the "mysterious" figure had disappeared.

He was stunned for a while, and then a deep red flashed, and the gray fog returned to a dead silence.

......

The unremarkable dark brown carriage was parked on the side of the street near the apartment. Under the gaze of Mr. Agron's pale golden eyes, Klein quickly walked out of the lobby on the first floor and boarded the carriage.

It is now 8:42, more than an hour before the expected action time.

"Ready?"

With the madness in his eyes suppressed, Maric quickly glanced in Klein's direction and quickly moved away.

"not yet."

The "living corpse" whose mental state was unstable suddenly stabbed his eyes, and the maliciousness and mania in his eyes almost overflowed.

"I also need some explosives and prep time on site."

Klein returned with a smile as if he didn't feel the dangerous atmosphere in the carriage.

Maric, whose eyes were drawn from time to time, was about to answer when a ripple appeared in the air, and Sharron's vague figure floated.

"I told Caspars to prepare."

Seeing Sharron's final decision, Maric, who was so early, had no choice but to nod, and Klein, who was beside him, smiled back.

The living corpse at the driver's position turned its eyes, and the resting horse snorted and ran slowly, accelerating continuously, with a long shadow trailing behind it, in the exact opposite direction to the East District.

......

Backlund West District.

In a luxurious villa belonging to a wealthy businessman, thick curtains blocked the light and noise from the outside. In the dim hall, candles burning with incense radiated a soft orange light, dyeing Emlyn's pale profile red. .

Standing alone in front of the carved railing on the second floor, Emlyn, who had just finished cleaning the Harvest Church, changed clothes in the room behind the church, and hurried to the banquet, first found the figures of his parents in the vampires below, and then Then he slowly took a sip of the fresh blood wine in his hand.

Sure enough, it is the mellow taste of a girl that is worthy of the nobility of the blood clan. The blood on the old man's side is too woody, and it lacks a sense of vitality. It is impossible to appreciate the joy of harvest taught by the mother god... No one talked to Ai. If Mu Lin felt something, he followed the direction of the inspiration and looked up like a ladder. He saw a pair of young vampire girls secretly muttering something, and occasionally glanced in his own direction.

Emlyn, who couldn't understand the other party's behavior, frowned, and looked for his parents again. He saw that Mr. White, who was usually elegant, was begging for the blood clan in front of him who thought he looked about the same age.

Your Excellency the Baron... Emlyn, who recognized the identity of the blood race, drank the rest of the blood wine in one gulp, and walked quickly to the direction of his parents.

............

On the edge of the Eastern District, there is a layer of darkness near a dilapidated building, and the waters that are sometimes rushing and sometimes soothing not far away are incessant.

In front of the empty abandoned dock, Sharron's figure had disappeared, and only Klein was standing in a dark and brown muddy area, where all kinds of weeds arrived.

He placed his palm on a wooden box that was stained with a lot of wet soil, his mind moved slightly, and a bright flame instantly devoured the empty wooden box.

This was the explosive that Caspars had hurriedly sent just now. At the same time, the trembling black market merchant took away the useless carriage and emptied the nearby debris as much as possible.

After doing all this, Klein, who had buried the explosives on the ground according to the arrangement, took out a match from his pocket, and after walking a few steps, he inserted the whole match at the position he saw fit, leaving only the head wrapped with the gunpowder.

Inserting the last match in his hand into the soil, Klein thoughtfully took out the Azik copper whistle that he had been carrying with him. After watching for a few seconds, he used a simple spiritual cage to seal the iron cigarette case that usually served as a container. .

He didn't intend to bury this item in the soil, and was ready to observe the situation. When Maric was at a disadvantage in the contest with the "living corpse" of the "indulgence", or when the "wraith" called Steve summoned a large number of ghosts, in the Throw out the use, by surprise.

Click... The ammo compartment of the revolver slowly turned, and I was suddenly notified today that Klein, who was unable to buy special bullets, checked the "Attachment" pistol, silently counted the remaining ammunition, and put the revolver directly on the coat On the left, it is convenient for coordinated attacks when using a cane.

When he left to rummage through the clutter, he had already used the Fate Charm to add a little luck to himself, and only hoped that the negative effect of "attachment" would be lessened.

Although the negative effects of this weapon without Beyonder characteristics are not too strong, sometimes it is always right to be attentive... Klein slowly let out a sigh of relief, and immediately touched the position of his chest.

Having said that, I have used the "Fate Charm" several times, but why haven't I felt bad luck yet? Will Auceptin didn't answer my question directly at the time, should I wait for this time and ask him for an after-sales service? The service statement...

"coming."

Suddenly, an ethereal voice broke Klein's divergent thinking. Standing in the middle of the open space, Klein mechanically applied illusions to himself, took a few steps backwards, and hid in the shadows nearby. At the same time, a paper figure was placed in the cover. When he got up, Klein's figure completely disappeared in place.

After doing all this, he looked in the direction that Miss Sharron had warned just now, and saw three figures in the distance approaching at an extremely fast speed, one in front, one behind and one behind.

Maric, who had taken a sedative in advance, and whose maliciousness and madness had weakened a little, ran wildly, staring at the wind resistance at the front, and the muscles on his face showed a twisted and hideous look.

After him, his face was equally pale, and the man from the Southern Continent with rotting traces chased after him. The madness in his eyes was even worse. The clothes could not cover it, and the exposed limbs even showed a metal reflection that was almost dead.

The "living corpse" of Sequence Six, Jason... Klein, who was hiding, nodded slightly, then looked at the slowest and most backward one.

The two arms were covered with dark brown hair, and the thin man with sharp ten-fingered claws had a distorted grin on his face. The thorn-like hair on his body was blown down by the wind. Using his limbs together, he seemed to be ready to leap forward at any time. Maric in the front.

The "Wolfman" whose name was not mentioned... In fact, Sharon mentioned it as Tyre, but because of too few appearances, the hind legs of the "Wolfman" that was not remembered by the nervous Klein suddenly swelled. The body struggled to save, and the posture was to cooperate with Jason who was exerting force at the same time to divide Maric.

boom.

Klein, who was hidden in the shadows, was likened to a pistol with his left hand. A transparent bullet surrounded by air flow instantly shot at Tyre in the air. A bright firework rose up on the barren ground, chasing after him. "Living Corpse" Jason's pupils shrank instantly, and his body flashed in mid-air, avoiding the heat, leaving only a thin layer of white frost that evaporated.

The two with crazy smiles stopped, and Maric, who was running at the forefront, ran for another ten meters before stopping.

Stepping on the wet soil that had been turned over, Maric, who had recovered from the tranquilizer, thought for a moment, moved his steps slightly, and moved away from the land.

He nodded imperceptibly, and a pale palm of varying degrees of decay suddenly stretched out beside the clusters of withered weeds.

One after another, the living corpses climbed up from the ground, and the tense Maric did not dare to relax at all, and immediately raised his arm, his thumb stood up, and his index finger pointed forward.

Almost the moment Maric lifted it up, Jason, who had rot marks on his face, also raised his arms like a mirror, and the corner of his mouth grinned wildly.

His heart was pounding, blood was flowing rapidly, and Maric, who was extremely nervous, changed his arm at the last moment and pointed to Tell, who was watching the play and relaxed his guard.

He chose to believe Sharon's choice, to believe that detective!

boom!

A powerful impact slammed on "Wolfman" Tyre's thin head, blasting wisps of black smoke that kept rolling upwards.

At the same time, a flame suddenly appeared in front of Maric, and the bright flame completely covered the figure of the "living corpse". Jason, who had signs of decay on his face, showed a fierce look, disregarding the pain of his companions, The muscles in his legs exploded, he dashed for a few steps, and instantly rushed before the flame.

Although the "living corpse" is afraid of the high temperature of the flame, it is a full moon now, and he is planning to use the hardness of his body to smash away Maric who is hiding behind the flames!

"die!"

The strange crimson occupied Jason's eyes, and the "living corpse" with his elbows in front of him jumped deep, and he was about to break through the flame.

boom!

Suddenly, the bright flame disappeared out of thin air without warning, and in the middle of the remaining sparks, a rough human-shaped piece of paper was instantly corrupted by black smoke, Jason was occupied by crimson, and in the slightly enlarged pupils, Maric was steely. The fist reflecting the metallic luster grew bigger and bigger.

The "living corpse" that was still alive just now flew out in an instant, and the dead corpse that was waiting in the open space was like a shark smelling blood, madly pounced on Jason, who was collapsed on the ground. The terrifying roar drowned out his figure.

There was still black smoke billowing from his head, but the powerful vitality of the "Wolfman" had calmed Tyre's mind. He stared at the blurred vision and saw that Steve, who should have been waiting for Sharon to appear according to the plan, was floating over him. In front of him, a stream of airflow slowly decomposed under his control.

"Master Steve?"

Steve, who was wearing a tuxedo with a dark red cloak dancing behind him, narrowed his eyes slightly, staring coldly at a dark overlapping corner ten meters away, his already pale face turned pale.

It was reinforcements they didn't expect.

The moment the strange flame was extinguished just now, a spark suddenly flashed in the direction where the shadows overlapped, and then a nearly transparent bullet went straight to Tyre, which had just been picked up by Maric, and there was already a few signs of decay on the forehead. .

In order to avoid potential threats and to keep Tyre, who was in charge of using the "Crimson Moon Corona" for a while, Steve, who had sensed danger in the spiritual warning, had to be forced out.

Sharon was still hiding in the dark, and now they became the weaker party.

The gloomy Steve swept his surroundings suddenly, looked away from the shadows, and shouted behind him without looking back:

"Show the 'Crimson Corona', and I want the full moon to clean up this area!"

Tyre, who had a splitting headache, was stunned for a moment, then understood what Steve meant. He pulled his right hand with sharp fingernails into his arms, and pulled out a scarlet full moon from the linen clothes.

"what!"

In the withered and barren land, spirituality was madly bred, and Malic, who was malicious and dark and ferocious in his mind, couldn't care to chase after Jason, holding his head in his hands, and wailing in pain.

As the ground trembled, a muffled sound exploded, and the pale-skinned corpse was blown away by the force. There were almost no wounds on his body. Only Jason, whose nose was slightly broken, slowly climbed up and stared fiercely at Maric who was struggling. .

"You bastard..."

Jason, who was about to take revenge, suddenly froze in place, and in his crimson-covered eyes, a slightly distorted delicate face clearly emerged.

Sharon!

Steve, who was still screaming with spiritual warning in his head, frowned. He subconsciously wanted to help Jason and asked Steve, who was controlled by Sharon, to lighten his figure when he heard Tyre running through his spiritual body in a panic behind him.

"Go back and hold the 'Crimson Moon Crown'!"

He scolded, and immediately turned to look back, only to see that the flame behind where Tyre stood just now had not been extinguished, and there were several more concave craters where he was standing.

boom! boom! boom!

On the empty flat ground, several flames rose at the same time, and a figure in a double-breasted dress kept flickering in it, one hand was raised as high as a performer on the stage, the other was calm. Pull the trigger, and several brass bullets attached to this black flame whizzed.

Steve, who had already entered the spirit body, recognized the flame that belonged to the "witch" that could burn the spirit body. His facial features were ferocious. Then, using the radiation brought by this red moon to strengthen himself, the figure suddenly dragged out a lightning bolt and rushed towards Jason, who had already strangled his neck with both hands.

The crimson moonlight was getting closer and closer to Maric, and the "living corpse", who had just managed to ease a little, had to fight the madness in his body again, and Sharon, who was seeing Jason, was also forced to leave his hands and was about to tear himself off. The "living corpse" of his head, the complicated black palace skirt fluttering in the wind, and the meticulously long pale golden hair scattered with a few strands, combined with the delicate face with slightly wrinkled eyebrows, constructed a miserable beauty.

Jason, who also had a splitting headache on the ground, hadn't recovered yet. Sharon in mid-air took the opportunity to continue the strangulation. A piercing shriek slammed down from the sky. With the environment full of spirituality and bright moonlight, UU reading www.uukanshu.com instantly penetrated Sharon's psychological defense, provoking the madness she had been trying to suppress for a long time.

On the empty flat ground, he knocked Maric, who was barely standing, into the air. Tyre, who had just pulled up Jason, suddenly looked aside, and saw that the flame that should have swallowed him suddenly wilted, with a gun in his left hand, and his right hand raised high above his head. The figure was forced to stagger back a few steps, the arm that was hanging high trembled slightly, and it took a lot of effort to control the head without touching the stinging head.

Klein, who was almost unable to maintain control of Steve's spiritual body line, endured the pain and opened his eyes, only to see a sharp iron black claw blade blowing towards his face.

In the panic, "Clown" showed all his ability to master his limbs. Under the pull of gravity, the five fingers of his left hand relaxed, and "Attachment"'s revolver fell steadily into the pocket of his coat. Immediately, he pulled out the walking stick around his waist in a conditioned reflex.

click!

The dexterous mechanism was unlocked in response, and a chain consisting of dozens of blades, reflecting the scarlet long blade on Tyre's chest, dragged a fire snake, and brazenly unsheathed it.

when!

Jin Ming collided, and the sulphur smoke and flames swept out a layer of floating flames in the air. The scorching waves drove the "Wolfman" back. Tyre's facial features were twisted to the limit, and the "Crimson Moon Crown" held by his left hand became more and more strange. However, the sharp claws that were just as strong as steel only had a length equal to the scorched black fingers, and the smell of scorched meat kept wafting out.

The red moon in the sky echoes with the raised "Crimson Moon Crown", the manic flames are wrapped around the chain blade, and the inscription in the middle of the cane and sword hilt scattered on the ground stubbornly flashes a hazy white light, and gradually goes out.

Klein stared at the hot chain blade in his palm with complex eyes, and then looked at the inscription on the staff where the white light almost disappeared, his lips twitching.

"Malicious should always be in a cage."

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