OKKlein Zheng focused on his head.
Sheriff Farsin touched his short hair and said:
There are also some arrangements, I will explain them in detail to you and make your own decision.
His eyes looked at the living room area.
Klein made a gesture of invitation without any politeness, watched Sheriff Farsin close the door and enter, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
What are the arrangements?Klein didn't take off his coat, and his hands were still stuck in his pocket.
Faxin leaned forward slightly and said with his hands in his hands:
You should be very clear that you have messed with that ambassador and tonight or tomorrow will be your most dangerous stage.
The people above give you three choices, one is to stay at Holy Wind Church for two days. I know you are a believer of the God of Steam and Machinery, but the Church of St. Hillland is too far away and it is easy to have problems on the road.
Klein nodded invisibly, waiting for the other party to give a second choice.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, his head turned woody, and he felt like there was a thick layer of glass around him.
He saw the opening and closing of Chief Farsin's mouth slow, and found that his thoughts were gradually stagnant.
This feeling is so familiar that Klein suddenly thought of the puppet of the Antigonus family, seal 2049!
At that time, he was repeatedly affected by similar effects, but was awakened by captain Dunn Smith and others. In order to make others notice the abnormal situation in time, they kept flexing and stretching their arms!
The Antigonus family mastered the diviner's path... This person's ability is similar to the puppet of the Antigonus family... He is the middle-sequencer of the diviner's path... It was indeed him... Klein woke up instantly, but at this time there was no Dunn Smith to awaken him.
The muscles on Sheriff Farsin's face began to squirm strangely, and he soon turned into a gentleman with a black hair and blue eyes, with a handsome face and a faint beard mark.
He said with a smile:
Just give me time, this is one of the most difficult abilities to deal with below high sequences.
While he was speaking, Klein saw the woman in a black palace dress appearing on the glass of the convex belly window.
She was stiff and slow, and walked out of the glass one by one. Her light golden hair, delicate face and pale face made her look less like a living person, more like a doll.
I didn't expect you to hire such a powerful bodyguard. If I hadn't divined in advance, I might have died here. What kind of reward did you pay?By the way, my name is Rosago.Rosago did not look back and looked at Klein with a smile, but he did not expect the other party who was controlled by himself to answer smoothly.
At this time, he suddenly felt a cold breeze blowing on his neck, causing his hair to stand up and bumps to protrude.
There seemed to be an invisible person behind him who was breathing in his neck!
Rosago laughed, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A flame suddenly rose behind him, and a transparent shadow burned and quickly turned into ashes.
In Klein's sight, these actions were broken into one frame and one frame.
It was not that the other party became slower, but that his thoughts became increasingly stagnant.
He had already controlled me... Why didn't he kill me directly... Do villains love chatting... No, he is not a stupid person... He is using chat to hide something... Klein tried his best to think, looking for problems, but the fluctuations of thoughts slowed down uncontrollably.
He looked at Rosago intently, observing every subtle part of the other party.
Finally, he saw a figure appearing in Rosago's eyes, composed of light blonde hair, blue eyes, pale face and dark black Gothic court dress!
At this time, the woman was still behind Rosago, near the convex belly window, walking towards this side, like a puppet being manipulated.
He hadn't really controlled her... She was still trying to resist and struggle... They were constantly tug-of-war in the mysterious realm... I need to do something... Let the tilt of the balance change... Klein shifted his attention to the filthy talisman that he was holding his left, and the cool and smooth feeling was full of evil.
He was very glad that he had never relaxed his vigilance and had always maintained a state of being able to fight at any time.
I can only hurt myself and others!Klein gathered strength and struggled to speak.
His vocal cords seemed to have rotted, and his throat was so hard to squirm.
He recited the ancient Hormis word hoarsely and slightly interrupted:
filthy!
As the sound echoed, Klein felt a corrosive pain in his left palm, and he heard the illusory layering of crazy murmurs in his ears.
This is his familiar state and has not affected his next attempt.
That attempt is to inject most of the spirituality into the filthy talisman, which does not require the cooperation of physical movements.
Three seconds later, the voice of the real Creator will come to the material world and penetrate into the ears of the creature closest to Him!
3！
The prelude, noisy, illusory, evil murmur spread instantly, Klein's scalp was numb, his mind was buzzing, and he felt his blood vessels beating and his thoughts were no longer focused.
Rosago, who was only separated from him, suddenly had a dazed expression, his face bulged and bulged, and the figure of the woman in his eyes suddenly became clear.
2！
The pale woman in a black palace dress behind him accelerated her movements, but she immediately frowned and showed a painful look.
At this moment, Klein felt the weakening of the impact as he wished, regained his smooth thoughts, and found that his joints were filled with lubricating oil!
After being tested by muttering for a long time, he endured the madness and pain, and threw the filthy talisman in his left palm out and threw it at Rosago opposite him.
1！
The iron-black talisman with many symbols and evil patterns melted. As soon as Rosago recovered his state and tried to pounce on the side, he saw the thick darkness and heard a murmur containing a lot of knowledge and extreme madness.
No human could describe this sound specifically, and all the blood vessels on Rosago's head were bulging, as if they were about to explode.
He rolled to the ground, twisted and struggled, his skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
At the same time, Klein, who had not heard the voice of the real Creator directly, and the lady with light golden hair and blue eyes fell down unbearably, and each screamed, feeling so painful that it was like someone inserted into her temples with an iron brazing.
Their eyes were suddenly congested, and bright red liquid flowed from their noses, unable to see things or feel the external world.
Similar to the experienced Klein, he recovered first, shaking and struggling to stand up, and saw Rosago tearing the clothes on his body, taking off his skin, and exposing all his flesh and blood and meridians.
He was like a skinned red monster in the legend, constantly rolling and humming, as if he was about to lose control.
Klein did not wait for the result to appear because he could not bear the possibility of the other party gaining benefits and becoming a devout believer in the real Creator.
He believed that the evil god must have been full of anger at him.
Pulling out the revolver and adjusting the firing, Klein took two steps forward, walked around the coffee table, and pressed the muzzle against Rosago's head.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Wearing a black double-breasted long dress, he stared at the enemy and fired five shots, watching the opponent's head swell and leaning back, and watching the opponent's head explode, red, white and black spilling all over the floor.
Captain, thank you for your previous demonstration… Klein lowered his revolver, gasping for breath, and a smile on his face.
In front of him, Rosago's headless body shook for a moment and fell back next to the sofa.
It was not until this time that the woman in a black Gothic court dress slowly stopped screaming, and her rolling and struggling slowed down, but her skin seemed to be much more transparent.
Seeing that the flesh and blood on Rosago's corpse was still squirming, Klein took out his homemade Requiem talisman without hesitation.
In the calm and peaceful feeling, the corpse finally stopped.
Witnessing such a scene, Klein changed his mind, took out a talisman and chanted in a low voice:
Crimson!
Then, he infused some spirituality and threw the talisman at his bodyguard, and at the woman with a pale face with a light golden hair.
The power of sleep spreads out, and the woman who was in a weak state has suddenly become quiet and falls asleep.
Klein was worried about adding another sleeping talisman, afraid that the other party would disturb his next attempt.
No. 15 Minsk Street has restored the peace of the night. Nothing was broken this time, but the ground was polluted because the contest between the three parties was strange and secret.
After looking at Rosago's body, and then looking at the sleeping bodyguard, Klein laughed at himself:
It is also beneficial to commit suicide frequently, at least you can gain a certain amount of immunity.
He did not try the psychic ritual quickly, because at this time Rosago was polluted by the real Creator, and direct psychic ritual is equivalent to suicide.
But this does not mean that Klein has no choice. He plans to go to the psychic on the gray fog and take Rosago with him!
With his current spiritual level, even with the reinforcement of the Azk copper whistle, he could not move the portable camera, let alone the corpse that was several times heavier. However, spiritual communication is not a corpse, but the remaining spirituality of the other party!
Klein took out the candle, quickly arranged the ceremony, summoned himself, responded to himself, and turned into a special spiritual body.
After becoming a spirit body, he saw Rosago's vague and vague remaining spirituality and found that his bodyguard's bodyguard was in a strange state, which was quite close to him at present, but it was very different.
Klein did not waste time thinking, carrying the Azk copper whistle, wrapped around Rosago's remaining spirituality and entered the gray fog.
After showing the corresponding ritual items and setting up a simple altar, Klein quickly performed a psychic ritual.
During this process, he was shocked to find that he could be psychic without praying for anyone else, just like a real psychic!
Huh...Is this my special permissions in the mysterious space above the gray fog?Klein thought for a flash and recited the divination sentence:
Potion recipe for the ‘Divorcer’ pathway.
Sheriff Farsin touched his short hair and said:
There are also some arrangements, I will explain them in detail to you and make your own decision.
His eyes looked at the living room area.
Klein made a gesture of invitation without any politeness, watched Sheriff Farsin close the door and enter, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
What are the arrangements?Klein didn't take off his coat, and his hands were still stuck in his pocket.
Faxin leaned forward slightly and said with his hands in his hands:
You should be very clear that you have messed with that ambassador and tonight or tomorrow will be your most dangerous stage.
The people above give you three choices, one is to stay at Holy Wind Church for two days. I know you are a believer of the God of Steam and Machinery, but the Church of St. Hillland is too far away and it is easy to have problems on the road.
Klein nodded invisibly, waiting for the other party to give a second choice.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, his head turned woody, and he felt like there was a thick layer of glass around him.
He saw the opening and closing of Chief Farsin's mouth slow, and found that his thoughts were gradually stagnant.
This feeling is so familiar that Klein suddenly thought of the puppet of the Antigonus family, seal 2049!
At that time, he was repeatedly affected by similar effects, but was awakened by captain Dunn Smith and others. In order to make others notice the abnormal situation in time, they kept flexing and stretching their arms!
The Antigonus family mastered the diviner's path... This person's ability is similar to the puppet of the Antigonus family... He is the middle-sequencer of the diviner's path... It was indeed him... Klein woke up instantly, but at this time there was no Dunn Smith to awaken him.
The muscles on Sheriff Farsin's face began to squirm strangely, and he soon turned into a gentleman with a black hair and blue eyes, with a handsome face and a faint beard mark.
He said with a smile:
Just give me time, this is one of the most difficult abilities to deal with below high sequences.
While he was speaking, Klein saw the woman in a black palace dress appearing on the glass of the convex belly window.
She was stiff and slow, and walked out of the glass one by one. Her light golden hair, delicate face and pale face made her look less like a living person, more like a doll.
I didn't expect you to hire such a powerful bodyguard. If I hadn't divined in advance, I might have died here. What kind of reward did you pay?By the way, my name is Rosago.Rosago did not look back and looked at Klein with a smile, but he did not expect the other party who was controlled by himself to answer smoothly.
At this time, he suddenly felt a cold breeze blowing on his neck, causing his hair to stand up and bumps to protrude.
There seemed to be an invisible person behind him who was breathing in his neck!
Rosago laughed, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A flame suddenly rose behind him, and a transparent shadow burned and quickly turned into ashes.
In Klein's sight, these actions were broken into one frame and one frame.
It was not that the other party became slower, but that his thoughts became increasingly stagnant.
He had already controlled me... Why didn't he kill me directly... Do villains love chatting... No, he is not a stupid person... He is using chat to hide something... Klein tried his best to think, looking for problems, but the fluctuations of thoughts slowed down uncontrollably.
He looked at Rosago intently, observing every subtle part of the other party.
Finally, he saw a figure appearing in Rosago's eyes, composed of light blonde hair, blue eyes, pale face and dark black Gothic court dress!
At this time, the woman was still behind Rosago, near the convex belly window, walking towards this side, like a puppet being manipulated.
He hadn't really controlled her... She was still trying to resist and struggle... They were constantly tug-of-war in the mysterious realm... I need to do something... Let the tilt of the balance change... Klein shifted his attention to the filthy talisman that he was holding his left, and the cool and smooth feeling was full of evil.
He was very glad that he had never relaxed his vigilance and had always maintained a state of being able to fight at any time.
I can only hurt myself and others!Klein gathered strength and struggled to speak.
His vocal cords seemed to have rotted, and his throat was so hard to squirm.
He recited the ancient Hormis word hoarsely and slightly interrupted:
filthy!
As the sound echoed, Klein felt a corrosive pain in his left palm, and he heard the illusory layering of crazy murmurs in his ears.
This is his familiar state and has not affected his next attempt.
That attempt is to inject most of the spirituality into the filthy talisman, which does not require the cooperation of physical movements.
Three seconds later, the voice of the real Creator will come to the material world and penetrate into the ears of the creature closest to Him!
3！
The prelude, noisy, illusory, evil murmur spread instantly, Klein's scalp was numb, his mind was buzzing, and he felt his blood vessels beating and his thoughts were no longer focused.
Rosago, who was only separated from him, suddenly had a dazed expression, his face bulged and bulged, and the figure of the woman in his eyes suddenly became clear.
2！
The pale woman in a black palace dress behind him accelerated her movements, but she immediately frowned and showed a painful look.
At this moment, Klein felt the weakening of the impact as he wished, regained his smooth thoughts, and found that his joints were filled with lubricating oil!
After being tested by muttering for a long time, he endured the madness and pain, and threw the filthy talisman in his left palm out and threw it at Rosago opposite him.
1！
The iron-black talisman with many symbols and evil patterns melted. As soon as Rosago recovered his state and tried to pounce on the side, he saw the thick darkness and heard a murmur containing a lot of knowledge and extreme madness.
No human could describe this sound specifically, and all the blood vessels on Rosago's head were bulging, as if they were about to explode.
He rolled to the ground, twisted and struggled, his skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
At the same time, Klein, who had not heard the voice of the real Creator directly, and the lady with light golden hair and blue eyes fell down unbearably, and each screamed, feeling so painful that it was like someone inserted into her temples with an iron brazing.
Their eyes were suddenly congested, and bright red liquid flowed from their noses, unable to see things or feel the external world.
Similar to the experienced Klein, he recovered first, shaking and struggling to stand up, and saw Rosago tearing the clothes on his body, taking off his skin, and exposing all his flesh and blood and meridians.
He was like a skinned red monster in the legend, constantly rolling and humming, as if he was about to lose control.
Klein did not wait for the result to appear because he could not bear the possibility of the other party gaining benefits and becoming a devout believer in the real Creator.
He believed that the evil god must have been full of anger at him.
Pulling out the revolver and adjusting the firing, Klein took two steps forward, walked around the coffee table, and pressed the muzzle against Rosago's head.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Wearing a black double-breasted long dress, he stared at the enemy and fired five shots, watching the opponent's head swell and leaning back, and watching the opponent's head explode, red, white and black spilling all over the floor.
Captain, thank you for your previous demonstration… Klein lowered his revolver, gasping for breath, and a smile on his face.
In front of him, Rosago's headless body shook for a moment and fell back next to the sofa.
It was not until this time that the woman in a black Gothic court dress slowly stopped screaming, and her rolling and struggling slowed down, but her skin seemed to be much more transparent.
Seeing that the flesh and blood on Rosago's corpse was still squirming, Klein took out his homemade Requiem talisman without hesitation.
In the calm and peaceful feeling, the corpse finally stopped.
Witnessing such a scene, Klein changed his mind, took out a talisman and chanted in a low voice:
Crimson!
Then, he infused some spirituality and threw the talisman at his bodyguard, and at the woman with a pale face with a light golden hair.
The power of sleep spreads out, and the woman who was in a weak state has suddenly become quiet and falls asleep.
Klein was worried about adding another sleeping talisman, afraid that the other party would disturb his next attempt.
No. 15 Minsk Street has restored the peace of the night. Nothing was broken this time, but the ground was polluted because the contest between the three parties was strange and secret.
After looking at Rosago's body, and then looking at the sleeping bodyguard, Klein laughed at himself:
It is also beneficial to commit suicide frequently, at least you can gain a certain amount of immunity.
He did not try the psychic ritual quickly, because at this time Rosago was polluted by the real Creator, and direct psychic ritual is equivalent to suicide.
But this does not mean that Klein has no choice. He plans to go to the psychic on the gray fog and take Rosago with him!
With his current spiritual level, even with the reinforcement of the Azk copper whistle, he could not move the portable camera, let alone the corpse that was several times heavier. However, spiritual communication is not a corpse, but the remaining spirituality of the other party!
Klein took out the candle, quickly arranged the ceremony, summoned himself, responded to himself, and turned into a special spiritual body.
After becoming a spirit body, he saw Rosago's vague and vague remaining spirituality and found that his bodyguard's bodyguard was in a strange state, which was quite close to him at present, but it was very different.
Klein did not waste time thinking, carrying the Azk copper whistle, wrapped around Rosago's remaining spirituality and entered the gray fog.
After showing the corresponding ritual items and setting up a simple altar, Klein quickly performed a psychic ritual.
During this process, he was shocked to find that he could be psychic without praying for anyone else, just like a real psychic!
Huh...Is this my special permissions in the mysterious space above the gray fog?Klein thought for a flash and recited the divination sentence:
Potion recipe for the ‘Divorcer’ pathway.
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