Chapter: 1175
As soon as he came out of the water and approached the shore, he saw Mr. A's so beautiful face, and saw the fish scales on it, with the gills cracked.
The corners of Mr. A's mouth curled up while the bright red robe was floating on the water, and there seemed to be substantial hatred in his eyes.
spell! Can only fight! Fight to support the church until the reinforcements arrive, or Mr. Azik escapes! Klein, who was in remission, raised his right hand without hesitation, ready to snap his fingers.
At this moment, the two looked into the air at the same time, almost an instinctive reaction.
A figure with feminine beauty was quickly outlined there.
The figure was wearing a hood and a dark robe, looking at Mr. A dully.
Then, Klein saw that Mr. A seemed to have turned into a pencil drawing, which was quickly erased by the eraser, and he had no power to resist, leaving only the eyes full of reluctance in a daze, and despair hidden in madness engraved in the mind of the only audience at the scene .
This... what kind of person is this! What kind of strength! As soon as Klein thought about it, he found that figure turned his head and looked at him.
It was a beautiful face, but without the slightest expression, the black eyes were dark and deep, but lacked spirituality.
Just when Klein's heart was beating wildly, thinking that he would also disappear without a sound, wondering if there was a chance of being resurrected, the corners of the woman's mouth slowly moved, raised upwards, and revealed a smile.
Smile? Klein was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he was dreaming.
Before he came back to his senses, the figure faded instantly and disappeared in place, and the sound of rushing water echoed silently around him.
Swimming to the shore in confusion, Klein climbed up, looked around, and found that the place was unusually remote, with no roads and no living people, only the slightly murky river flowing unchangingly.
This is the end? Mr. A died like this? Who was that lady just now? She was so strong that Mr. A didn't even have time to scream...she even smiled at me...smiled...maybe it was him? But apart from figures at the level of the pope, there are no angels walking on the ground in the three major churches, and figures at the level of the pope obviously won't be in Backlund... Klein couldn't believe that he was out of danger.
After sinking his mind, he finally found a sense of reality: "It should be a strong man sent by the church, she arrived in time and successfully rescued me.
"If I hadn't notified Miss 'Justice' in advance, they might not have time to act, then there is a high probability that I will die at the hands of Mr. A today, and I don't know if I can be resurrected...
"Well, there are also factors that I have been insisting on and procrastinating the battle until now.
"not bad��"
Klein breathed a sigh of relief, coughed twice, and began to look for a way out.
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"exile!"
The man in the golden mask pointed at Azik Eggers, and threw his figure into the void, to nowhere.
Immediately, he turned to face Ince Zangwill who was frowning at him.
"There's no time, we can't get rid of him so quickly! We have to hide here as soon as possible, we can only exile! Do you want people from the church to discover our secret?" The man in the golden mask said in a low voice angrily.
Ince Zangwill put away his doubts, nodded, turned around and came to the side of "0-08" that had stopped writing, and grabbed it.
His figure was a little staggering, and the pants that were almost torn during the battle were piled up on his feet.
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In the Red Rose Manor, Prince Edsac sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes were unusually empty.
"Your Highness, please hurry up." A voice sounded beside him.
Edsack's eyes came alive, he took a breath, picked up the revolver on the table, and pressed it against his temple, where there was a bullet that could annihilate spirit bodies. JrNovels.com
The corners of Mr. A's mouth curled up while the bright red robe was floating on the water, and there seemed to be substantial hatred in his eyes.
spell! Can only fight! Fight to support the church until the reinforcements arrive, or Mr. Azik escapes! Klein, who was in remission, raised his right hand without hesitation, ready to snap his fingers.
At this moment, the two looked into the air at the same time, almost an instinctive reaction.
A figure with feminine beauty was quickly outlined there.
The figure was wearing a hood and a dark robe, looking at Mr. A dully.
Then, Klein saw that Mr. A seemed to have turned into a pencil drawing, which was quickly erased by the eraser, and he had no power to resist, leaving only the eyes full of reluctance in a daze, and despair hidden in madness engraved in the mind of the only audience at the scene .
This... what kind of person is this! What kind of strength! As soon as Klein thought about it, he found that figure turned his head and looked at him.
It was a beautiful face, but without the slightest expression, the black eyes were dark and deep, but lacked spirituality.
Just when Klein's heart was beating wildly, thinking that he would also disappear without a sound, wondering if there was a chance of being resurrected, the corners of the woman's mouth slowly moved, raised upwards, and revealed a smile.
Smile? Klein was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he was dreaming.
Before he came back to his senses, the figure faded instantly and disappeared in place, and the sound of rushing water echoed silently around him.
Swimming to the shore in confusion, Klein climbed up, looked around, and found that the place was unusually remote, with no roads and no living people, only the slightly murky river flowing unchangingly.
This is the end? Mr. A died like this? Who was that lady just now? She was so strong that Mr. A didn't even have time to scream...she even smiled at me...smiled...maybe it was him? But apart from figures at the level of the pope, there are no angels walking on the ground in the three major churches, and figures at the level of the pope obviously won't be in Backlund... Klein couldn't believe that he was out of danger.
After sinking his mind, he finally found a sense of reality: "It should be a strong man sent by the church, she arrived in time and successfully rescued me.
"If I hadn't notified Miss 'Justice' in advance, they might not have time to act, then there is a high probability that I will die at the hands of Mr. A today, and I don't know if I can be resurrected...
"Well, there are also factors that I have been insisting on and procrastinating the battle until now.
"not bad��"
Klein breathed a sigh of relief, coughed twice, and began to look for a way out.
����
"exile!"
The man in the golden mask pointed at Azik Eggers, and threw his figure into the void, to nowhere.
Immediately, he turned to face Ince Zangwill who was frowning at him.
"There's no time, we can't get rid of him so quickly! We have to hide here as soon as possible, we can only exile! Do you want people from the church to discover our secret?" The man in the golden mask said in a low voice angrily.
Ince Zangwill put away his doubts, nodded, turned around and came to the side of "0-08" that had stopped writing, and grabbed it.
His figure was a little staggering, and the pants that were almost torn during the battle were piled up on his feet.
����
In the Red Rose Manor, Prince Edsac sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes were unusually empty.
"Your Highness, please hurry up." A voice sounded beside him.
Edsack's eyes came alive, he took a breath, picked up the revolver on the table, and pressed it against his temple, where there was a bullet that could annihilate spirit bodies. JrNovels.com
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