As Klein touched his spirituality, the light spot suddenly expanded into a picture before him:
Daniz, wearing a cloak of shadow, bowed his head and prayed on the edge of the square, chanting the name of the fool in Guhemis.
With this positioning, Klein expanded the scene outward and searched for the figure of Kirszangwell.
Everything he saw through the gray fog was obviously different from what he had just seen. At some point in the center of the square, a huge church with black bones inlaid with corpses was erected. There were light and shadows inside, but no movement was heard.
Taking this opportunity, Klein responded to Daniz's prayer:
Stay away from here and find hidden places to hide.
While speaking slowly, Klein, who was wearing a triple crowned dark blue vest, raised his left hand and let the blue-blue gem at the top of the bone scepter shine.
The sharp and harsh sound immediately echoed in the Resurrection Square in the real world. The sudden strong wind roared across the area, causing people who were leisure or passing by to leave and head to shelter. Even Anderson, who had a stiff expression, returned to the state of indifferentness, covered his stomach with one hand and rushed out of the dangerous area quickly.
In just a few seconds, the Resurrection Square became extremely deserted. Even though some passers-by were not fast and had not run, they also experienced the feeling of flying under the strong wind.
The empty area had a brief silence, and then a little fire lit up from the windows of the Bones Church, getting bigger and bigger and more dazzling.
Silently, the stained glass window shattered, and the blazing light that was nearly blue jumped out like a meteor.
The fire immediately disintegrated, condensing Inszangewell, who was wearing a black clergy robe, had a deep blue look at the blood vessels.
As soon as the night watchman appeared, his mouth couldn't help but open and he shouted at the classical quill in his hand:
If you, a idiot, didn't listen to my advice, how could you be like this!
I don’t know what you are afraid of. Let me pray to the Lord earlier, return to the redemption of Rose in secret, join forces with the Snake, prepare and set traps, today we are hunting Adam, not the other way around!
A slightly dim and broken quill immediately flew up and wrote in the empty space of Inszangewell's clothing:
Agitated by shame, Sauron Einhorn Medici pushed all the responsibility for this matter to the "Princess of Alesuhod", but in fact, it was He who prevented himself from praying to the "Real Creator". Neither Sauron nor Einhorn wanted to believe in that evil god.
Today's experience has made the evil spirit's schizophrenia even worse!This is very reasonable, this is a diagnosis made by the most professional and top psychologists!
Inszangewell's brow suddenly twitched, and instinctively raised his left hand and pressed his head.
His dark blue and nearly black eyes quickly regained his spirit, and his classical sculpture-like face became extremely serious.
At this moment, he broke through the Church of Corpse, and there was not a square in front of him, but a layer of ancient stone steps. They led to the top of a towering mountain where a huge cross was erected, surrounded by countless angels.
At this moment, an exaggerated silver-white lightning penetrated the deep altitude and landed straight downward, slashing towards Inszangewell.
The entire closed and strange space followed by cracks, and the fountains and flowers on the square reflected into the dark blue and nearly black eyes.
Inszangewell's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a transparent and vague spirit on the spot, the latter was struck by lightning and instantly destroyed.
The night watchman didn't care about what dangers were hidden outside. He seized the opportunity and turned into a fire, penetrated the gap, and rushed out.
For him, no matter what is ambushed ahead, it will not be more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than Adam, the son of the Creator, the angel king!
Seeing the fire on the square, freeing from the shackles of the illusory world and reincarnating to Inszangewell, whose hair was dark and golden, his palms were pale. Klein raised his head slightly and subconsciously sat upright.
Countless pictures flashed through his mind, including himself who was penetrated by his heart, the bright leather boots he saw before his last death, Dunn Smith, who smiled and squeezed his left eye down, and the Black Thorn Security Company that became the ruins.
Klein's mouth quickly opened and raised upwards, showing a funny smile.
He then spoke in Guchmis:
Disaster!
In his right palm, the silver-gray talisman suddenly ignited a dark light.
This is a talisman of the unlucky world made by Klein, which is directly praying to the Goddess of the Night, using the blood and precious metals of the Mercury Snake Will Anceptin.
This is his gift for Ince Zangwell.
This is the arrow of revenge.
This is God's curse!
Klein stood up suddenly, pulled his shoulder and swung his right arm, combining the dark light with a little force on the piercing fog, throwing it into the scene expanded by the prayer screen, and throwing it at Inszangewell.
…………
As soon as Inszangwell returned to the Resurrection Square, he saw a dark light coming from nowhere, covering the entire sky, making the environment he was in extremely dark.
Such changes flashed and everything around him returned to normal in an instant, looking nothing unusual. However, as a night watchman who could give others a certain degree of doom, Inszangewell keenly smelled the dangerous aura. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his left palm forward, using the combination of the evil spirits in his body and the janitor's abilities to enter the spiritual world and shuttle and escape.
However, none of the bright red flowers, pure white fountain pools, and dark black floor tiles around him became rich in color, let alone superimposed on each other.
Inszangewell's ability to shuttle the spiritual world has failed!
As his eyes were frozen, he already understood the reason, because the evil spirit in his body quarreled with him and did not lend him any power:
Look, if you listen to me earlier, you will have nothing to do!
Bah, it would be better to let me die than to believe in the ‘real creator’!
What's the use of listening to you?It was not like us that Aristatudo made it into a potion.
So you are not nervous at all?Didn’t you notice that the curse just now had obvious divine aura?The essence of that power is also very high. With our current state, we will definitely not be able to avoid it. Haha, let's continue to let it go, I'm waiting to die with you.
……
Inszangewell heard the blood vessels on his forehead leaped, and was angry that the evil spirit of Soren Einhorn Medic actually had an internal strife at the critical moment, and he did not feel at all in danger.
As a former archbishop and an extraordinary person who has taken charge of the holy relics of the Night Church, Inszangewell did not influence his judgment due to anger. He intuitively believed that the dark light just now was related to the evil power of the Night Goddess, and believed that Sauron EinhornMedic suddenly entered a split state and was obviously affected by this aspect. Otherwise, just by writing the pen of Alesuhod, the evil spirit of the Red Angel would not have quarreled on the spot, regardless of the situation!
He immediately turned around and rushed to one of the exits of the Resurrection Square at high speed, trying to communicate with the other spirits, hoping to escape as soon as possible with their abilities, but there was no spirit here!
At this time, a figure stood out from the hidden place on the edge of the open square. He was a mixed race between the Ruenren and the Bailang people. His face was fleshy, his clothes were loose, and he was carrying a thin stinging sword around his waist.
This is Hell Admiral Ludwell!
This is a secret that you don’t have any thoughts in normal times!
After throwing out the Curse of God, Klein has returned to the real world according to the plan and used two secret puppets!
While asking the winner Enzo to find a corner nearby, he took out the prepared items and arranged a ceremony to pray for gifts, he manipulated the Hell General Ludwell to walk out of the hidden point and face Incezangwell.
The hell general who could no longer see his original appearance raised his right hand, allowing his arms, forearms and fingers to quickly fade, expand and extend, and grabbed towards the target.
This is his ability to extract other people's spirits through the air obtained by the underworld creatures in his body!
Ludwell's palm quickly turned pale, and a figure floated up uncontrollably above Incezangwell's head.
However, Inszangewell was once a gatekeeper, and immediately a mysterious and illusory bronze door was formed in his eyes, pulling back the spirit that was about to emerge.
Originally, with his level and strength, this should have been very easy to succeed, but for some reason, he made several mistakes in a row and was almost succeeded by the General of Hell, and in a short time he could only form a tug-of-war.
At this time, two figures were quickly outlined next to Ludwell, one was Moeba, Leonard Mitchell wearing transparent gloves, and the other was Daly Simone wearing blue eyeshadow and the same blush.
They came so well that the enemy's disaster often means that their side is lucky enough!
The first thing Daly saw was the figure that would never be forgotten, and a flame of hatred suddenly rose in her eyes.
She did not take action blindly, and took a brief observation, came behind Lutherville, and spread her arms.
A bronze door with countless strange patterns immediately descended, and a crack was cracked.
This is the gate to the underworld, the gate full of temptation for all undead creatures!
The terrifying suction that could not be described accurately was transmitted, and the figure above Inszangewell's head completely left him.
It was a translucent man in blood-stained black armor, young and handsome, with red hair, with terrible marks of rotten bones on his face, and a flag-like mark on his eyebrows.
The young man was not too surprised that he was pulled away from Ince Zangwell, but instead said:
I have a bad luck today. We have died together. Is it necessary to do it again?Especially he is controlled by a weak person like a chick.
A bloody crack appeared on his left half of his cheek, and Zhang He said:
OK, remove the surrounding garbage first...
Before this sentence was finished, the man in the blood-stained black armor had already poked out his palm and pulled out an illusory long sword with dark red rust from his body.
A terrible oppression suddenly arose, and the evil spirit easily got rid of Ludwell and Daly Simone's draw, and suddenly fell down, trying to return to Inszangewell's body.
At this moment, a low and mute voice sounded like a sand cloth, and General Ludwell, Hell, said solemnly in Guchmith:
destiny!
Daniz, wearing a cloak of shadow, bowed his head and prayed on the edge of the square, chanting the name of the fool in Guhemis.
With this positioning, Klein expanded the scene outward and searched for the figure of Kirszangwell.
Everything he saw through the gray fog was obviously different from what he had just seen. At some point in the center of the square, a huge church with black bones inlaid with corpses was erected. There were light and shadows inside, but no movement was heard.
Taking this opportunity, Klein responded to Daniz's prayer:
Stay away from here and find hidden places to hide.
While speaking slowly, Klein, who was wearing a triple crowned dark blue vest, raised his left hand and let the blue-blue gem at the top of the bone scepter shine.
The sharp and harsh sound immediately echoed in the Resurrection Square in the real world. The sudden strong wind roared across the area, causing people who were leisure or passing by to leave and head to shelter. Even Anderson, who had a stiff expression, returned to the state of indifferentness, covered his stomach with one hand and rushed out of the dangerous area quickly.
In just a few seconds, the Resurrection Square became extremely deserted. Even though some passers-by were not fast and had not run, they also experienced the feeling of flying under the strong wind.
The empty area had a brief silence, and then a little fire lit up from the windows of the Bones Church, getting bigger and bigger and more dazzling.
Silently, the stained glass window shattered, and the blazing light that was nearly blue jumped out like a meteor.
The fire immediately disintegrated, condensing Inszangewell, who was wearing a black clergy robe, had a deep blue look at the blood vessels.
As soon as the night watchman appeared, his mouth couldn't help but open and he shouted at the classical quill in his hand:
If you, a idiot, didn't listen to my advice, how could you be like this!
I don’t know what you are afraid of. Let me pray to the Lord earlier, return to the redemption of Rose in secret, join forces with the Snake, prepare and set traps, today we are hunting Adam, not the other way around!
A slightly dim and broken quill immediately flew up and wrote in the empty space of Inszangewell's clothing:
Agitated by shame, Sauron Einhorn Medici pushed all the responsibility for this matter to the "Princess of Alesuhod", but in fact, it was He who prevented himself from praying to the "Real Creator". Neither Sauron nor Einhorn wanted to believe in that evil god.
Today's experience has made the evil spirit's schizophrenia even worse!This is very reasonable, this is a diagnosis made by the most professional and top psychologists!
Inszangewell's brow suddenly twitched, and instinctively raised his left hand and pressed his head.
His dark blue and nearly black eyes quickly regained his spirit, and his classical sculpture-like face became extremely serious.
At this moment, he broke through the Church of Corpse, and there was not a square in front of him, but a layer of ancient stone steps. They led to the top of a towering mountain where a huge cross was erected, surrounded by countless angels.
At this moment, an exaggerated silver-white lightning penetrated the deep altitude and landed straight downward, slashing towards Inszangewell.
The entire closed and strange space followed by cracks, and the fountains and flowers on the square reflected into the dark blue and nearly black eyes.
Inszangewell's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a transparent and vague spirit on the spot, the latter was struck by lightning and instantly destroyed.
The night watchman didn't care about what dangers were hidden outside. He seized the opportunity and turned into a fire, penetrated the gap, and rushed out.
For him, no matter what is ambushed ahead, it will not be more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than Adam, the son of the Creator, the angel king!
Seeing the fire on the square, freeing from the shackles of the illusory world and reincarnating to Inszangewell, whose hair was dark and golden, his palms were pale. Klein raised his head slightly and subconsciously sat upright.
Countless pictures flashed through his mind, including himself who was penetrated by his heart, the bright leather boots he saw before his last death, Dunn Smith, who smiled and squeezed his left eye down, and the Black Thorn Security Company that became the ruins.
Klein's mouth quickly opened and raised upwards, showing a funny smile.
He then spoke in Guchmis:
Disaster!
In his right palm, the silver-gray talisman suddenly ignited a dark light.
This is a talisman of the unlucky world made by Klein, which is directly praying to the Goddess of the Night, using the blood and precious metals of the Mercury Snake Will Anceptin.
This is his gift for Ince Zangwell.
This is the arrow of revenge.
This is God's curse!
Klein stood up suddenly, pulled his shoulder and swung his right arm, combining the dark light with a little force on the piercing fog, throwing it into the scene expanded by the prayer screen, and throwing it at Inszangewell.
…………
As soon as Inszangwell returned to the Resurrection Square, he saw a dark light coming from nowhere, covering the entire sky, making the environment he was in extremely dark.
Such changes flashed and everything around him returned to normal in an instant, looking nothing unusual. However, as a night watchman who could give others a certain degree of doom, Inszangewell keenly smelled the dangerous aura. Without any hesitation, he stretched out his left palm forward, using the combination of the evil spirits in his body and the janitor's abilities to enter the spiritual world and shuttle and escape.
However, none of the bright red flowers, pure white fountain pools, and dark black floor tiles around him became rich in color, let alone superimposed on each other.
Inszangewell's ability to shuttle the spiritual world has failed!
As his eyes were frozen, he already understood the reason, because the evil spirit in his body quarreled with him and did not lend him any power:
Look, if you listen to me earlier, you will have nothing to do!
Bah, it would be better to let me die than to believe in the ‘real creator’!
What's the use of listening to you?It was not like us that Aristatudo made it into a potion.
So you are not nervous at all?Didn’t you notice that the curse just now had obvious divine aura?The essence of that power is also very high. With our current state, we will definitely not be able to avoid it. Haha, let's continue to let it go, I'm waiting to die with you.
……
Inszangewell heard the blood vessels on his forehead leaped, and was angry that the evil spirit of Soren Einhorn Medic actually had an internal strife at the critical moment, and he did not feel at all in danger.
As a former archbishop and an extraordinary person who has taken charge of the holy relics of the Night Church, Inszangewell did not influence his judgment due to anger. He intuitively believed that the dark light just now was related to the evil power of the Night Goddess, and believed that Sauron EinhornMedic suddenly entered a split state and was obviously affected by this aspect. Otherwise, just by writing the pen of Alesuhod, the evil spirit of the Red Angel would not have quarreled on the spot, regardless of the situation!
He immediately turned around and rushed to one of the exits of the Resurrection Square at high speed, trying to communicate with the other spirits, hoping to escape as soon as possible with their abilities, but there was no spirit here!
At this time, a figure stood out from the hidden place on the edge of the open square. He was a mixed race between the Ruenren and the Bailang people. His face was fleshy, his clothes were loose, and he was carrying a thin stinging sword around his waist.
This is Hell Admiral Ludwell!
This is a secret that you don’t have any thoughts in normal times!
After throwing out the Curse of God, Klein has returned to the real world according to the plan and used two secret puppets!
While asking the winner Enzo to find a corner nearby, he took out the prepared items and arranged a ceremony to pray for gifts, he manipulated the Hell General Ludwell to walk out of the hidden point and face Incezangwell.
The hell general who could no longer see his original appearance raised his right hand, allowing his arms, forearms and fingers to quickly fade, expand and extend, and grabbed towards the target.
This is his ability to extract other people's spirits through the air obtained by the underworld creatures in his body!
Ludwell's palm quickly turned pale, and a figure floated up uncontrollably above Incezangwell's head.
However, Inszangewell was once a gatekeeper, and immediately a mysterious and illusory bronze door was formed in his eyes, pulling back the spirit that was about to emerge.
Originally, with his level and strength, this should have been very easy to succeed, but for some reason, he made several mistakes in a row and was almost succeeded by the General of Hell, and in a short time he could only form a tug-of-war.
At this time, two figures were quickly outlined next to Ludwell, one was Moeba, Leonard Mitchell wearing transparent gloves, and the other was Daly Simone wearing blue eyeshadow and the same blush.
They came so well that the enemy's disaster often means that their side is lucky enough!
The first thing Daly saw was the figure that would never be forgotten, and a flame of hatred suddenly rose in her eyes.
She did not take action blindly, and took a brief observation, came behind Lutherville, and spread her arms.
A bronze door with countless strange patterns immediately descended, and a crack was cracked.
This is the gate to the underworld, the gate full of temptation for all undead creatures!
The terrifying suction that could not be described accurately was transmitted, and the figure above Inszangewell's head completely left him.
It was a translucent man in blood-stained black armor, young and handsome, with red hair, with terrible marks of rotten bones on his face, and a flag-like mark on his eyebrows.
The young man was not too surprised that he was pulled away from Ince Zangwell, but instead said:
I have a bad luck today. We have died together. Is it necessary to do it again?Especially he is controlled by a weak person like a chick.
A bloody crack appeared on his left half of his cheek, and Zhang He said:
OK, remove the surrounding garbage first...
Before this sentence was finished, the man in the blood-stained black armor had already poked out his palm and pulled out an illusory long sword with dark red rust from his body.
A terrible oppression suddenly arose, and the evil spirit easily got rid of Ludwell and Daly Simone's draw, and suddenly fell down, trying to return to Inszangewell's body.
At this moment, a low and mute voice sounded like a sand cloth, and General Ludwell, Hell, said solemnly in Guchmith:
destiny!
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