Chapter: 1042
"No problem! '1-42' has locked him, and I feel the excitement of it." Leonard said without hesitation.
Soest stretched out his five fingers wearing red gloves, and said to the other Nighthawks: "You guys carry hot water and follow Leonard closely, if there is any problem, replace it immediately, and dig the 'bathtub' on the spot!
"Also, leave a mark, and I and other team members will follow soon."
Kick, kick, kick, the blood-stained silver armor began to run and catch up, seemingly heavy, but incredibly fast.
Soest watched the red gloves leave, and turned to look at Ikanser: "Deacon Bernard, you lead the remaining members of the 'Mechanical Heart' to that house, and guard the Duke's guards and the living other people."
"Guard?" Ikanser asked subconsciously.
Soest nodded his head and said: "How can the 'Apostle of Desire' be sure that the Duke will go to that house today, even at a certain point in time, so that he can properly lead away the 'Singer of God' in advance?"
Ikanser suddenly understood: "Are you saying that a certain member of the Duke's guard or someone trusted by the Duke is an accomplice of the 'Apostle of Desire'?"
Otherwise, it is impossible to grasp the time difference so well!
There is no possibility of success in the so-called action!
"It can only be said that this reason has the highest probability. It cannot be ruled out that there is a master prophecy hidden behind the 'Apostle of Desire'." Soest said no more, and led the second batch of Nighthawks to follow the marks and reinforce the teammates in front.
With a sullen face, Ikanser led the remaining "mechanical hearts" back to the residence of Duke Negan's mistress.
He looked up at the pale sun behind the thin mist, and knew that the situation in the entire Backlund, and even the entire Loen Kingdom, and the entire world would be changed by today's events.
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In the dark sewer, a shadow was sticking to the bottom of the stone wall, swimming quickly in a certain direction.
He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the blood-stained armor was tall and heavy, making it inconvenient to move around in certain narrow areas of the sewer, to get rid of the opponent!
And every time the shadow traveled a certain distance, it would stop and freeze there.
His pitch-black surface continued to swell and solidify, as if to grow new flesh and blood, but due to lack of materials, it was impossible to succeed.
The "Apostle of Desire" gasped in pain, feeling that in this state he might fall into an out-of-control hell at any time.
He calmed down for a while, regardless of reducing the harm of the problem, he continued to run desperately, fearing that the terrible blood-stained silver armor had quietly chased after him.
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In the Kragg Club, Klein entered the lounge, took a newspaper and walked to the toilet.
He was worried that the "Apostle of Desire" would escape early, leaving hidden dangers for himself and innocent private investigators such as Isengard Stanton and Kaslana, so he planned to go to the gray fog to do another divination to confirm the other party's current situation , so as to adopt targeted strategies.
Repeating the previous process, Klein, who replaced himself with a paper man, sat in the seat belonging to the Fool, manifested Jason Beria's handkerchief, and predicted the opponent's current position.
In the gray dream world, Klein saw the sewer without light, saw a living shadow, saw that the other party seemed to be filled with flesh and blood but always failed, and saw him shed some fine black dust.
The picture then rises up to the ground area, revealing a towering church.
Holy Wind Cathedral... Klein opened his lightly closed eyes and grasped the situation of "Apostle of Desire":
The other party was really not caught, but it seemed that he was seriously injured, his state was very wrong, and it was a bit weird!
His suitcase was also missing... It should have been thrown away when he was injured... Klein thought for a while, and using divination, he recalled the Backlund map and made it appear in front of him.
Similarly, he also produced a rough layout of the Backlund sewer. JrNovels.com
Soest stretched out his five fingers wearing red gloves, and said to the other Nighthawks: "You guys carry hot water and follow Leonard closely, if there is any problem, replace it immediately, and dig the 'bathtub' on the spot!
"Also, leave a mark, and I and other team members will follow soon."
Kick, kick, kick, the blood-stained silver armor began to run and catch up, seemingly heavy, but incredibly fast.
Soest watched the red gloves leave, and turned to look at Ikanser: "Deacon Bernard, you lead the remaining members of the 'Mechanical Heart' to that house, and guard the Duke's guards and the living other people."
"Guard?" Ikanser asked subconsciously.
Soest nodded his head and said: "How can the 'Apostle of Desire' be sure that the Duke will go to that house today, even at a certain point in time, so that he can properly lead away the 'Singer of God' in advance?"
Ikanser suddenly understood: "Are you saying that a certain member of the Duke's guard or someone trusted by the Duke is an accomplice of the 'Apostle of Desire'?"
Otherwise, it is impossible to grasp the time difference so well!
There is no possibility of success in the so-called action!
"It can only be said that this reason has the highest probability. It cannot be ruled out that there is a master prophecy hidden behind the 'Apostle of Desire'." Soest said no more, and led the second batch of Nighthawks to follow the marks and reinforce the teammates in front.
With a sullen face, Ikanser led the remaining "mechanical hearts" back to the residence of Duke Negan's mistress.
He looked up at the pale sun behind the thin mist, and knew that the situation in the entire Backlund, and even the entire Loen Kingdom, and the entire world would be changed by today's events.
����
In the dark sewer, a shadow was sticking to the bottom of the stone wall, swimming quickly in a certain direction.
He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the blood-stained armor was tall and heavy, making it inconvenient to move around in certain narrow areas of the sewer, to get rid of the opponent!
And every time the shadow traveled a certain distance, it would stop and freeze there.
His pitch-black surface continued to swell and solidify, as if to grow new flesh and blood, but due to lack of materials, it was impossible to succeed.
The "Apostle of Desire" gasped in pain, feeling that in this state he might fall into an out-of-control hell at any time.
He calmed down for a while, regardless of reducing the harm of the problem, he continued to run desperately, fearing that the terrible blood-stained silver armor had quietly chased after him.
����
In the Kragg Club, Klein entered the lounge, took a newspaper and walked to the toilet.
He was worried that the "Apostle of Desire" would escape early, leaving hidden dangers for himself and innocent private investigators such as Isengard Stanton and Kaslana, so he planned to go to the gray fog to do another divination to confirm the other party's current situation , so as to adopt targeted strategies.
Repeating the previous process, Klein, who replaced himself with a paper man, sat in the seat belonging to the Fool, manifested Jason Beria's handkerchief, and predicted the opponent's current position.
In the gray dream world, Klein saw the sewer without light, saw a living shadow, saw that the other party seemed to be filled with flesh and blood but always failed, and saw him shed some fine black dust.
The picture then rises up to the ground area, revealing a towering church.
Holy Wind Cathedral... Klein opened his lightly closed eyes and grasped the situation of "Apostle of Desire":
The other party was really not caught, but it seemed that he was seriously injured, his state was very wrong, and it was a bit weird!
His suitcase was also missing... It should have been thrown away when he was injured... Klein thought for a while, and using divination, he recalled the Backlund map and made it appear in front of him.
Similarly, he also produced a rough layout of the Backlund sewer. JrNovels.com
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