Chapter: 1204
An air wave erupted, Mr. A fell to the ground, and Sherlock Moriarty rolled and ran out of the temple building.
At this point, the scene changed, and the slightly turbid Tussock River became the main background. Sherlock Moriarty and Mr. A floated in the water while looking into the air. blank.
Almost instantly, Mr. A became transparent and disappeared, leaving only Sherlock Moriarty looking around in astonishment.
"...The rescue of the Church of Evernight?" Ikanser frowned slightly, "It's a pity that he didn't mention what happened at that time in the letter, so we have no way of guessing. Did he want to sell this secret for a good price, or was he simply accepted?" Influenced, lost related memories? Also, his escape experience in the underground ruins is not shown at all, it seems to be hidden at the same time as the corresponding clues are hidden..."
He quickly analyzed it in a streamlined sentence, and then positioned reciprocal treatment as an answer rather than a risk without too much psychological burden.
Arrods doesn't seem to have the spirit of mischief today, so he can make full use of it... Ikanser comforted himself and saw bloody words emerging from the mirror.
With a click, he had a bad premonition, suspecting that Arrods had adjusted and returned to his "state".
The blood-like words squirmed and quickly formed a question: "Who is the person you gave everything to please, but only got discarded?"
With a buzzing sound, Ikanser's face lost all color at first, and then turned red.
The question both pierced a lurking wound deep inside him and left him overwhelmed.
If you tell who he is, before tonight, his reputation will be ruined... I have become a "legend" in a certain sense... Ikanser swallowed hard, and said in a tragic tone: "I choose to punish .�
A bolt of lightning fell immediately, but unlike before, it was no longer silvery white, and was stained with a little green.
It hit the top of Ikanser's head, causing his hair to stand on end, and it reflected the color of lightning.
He shook violently like a dice, as if he had been drugged with hallucinogenic drugs.
Archbishop Horamick sighed, closed his eyes, and whispered to himself: "'0' level sealed item?"
When Ikanser recovered, he looked around and said, "There is another question, where did the key that Sherlock Moriarty used to destroy the advent ceremony come from.
"Which of you will use '2-111'?"
The deacons and captains of the "Mechanical Heart" present here looked at each other, and no one responded.
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The sound of water splashing against the cabin seems to be the only sound left in the world. The sea at night is both noisy and silent.
Klein woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and saw the wooden ceiling covered with a crimson moon veil.
His spiritual intuition told him there was something out there.
Who is dating? He listened carefully, and vaguely grasped some unnatural voices.
Klein pondered for a moment, turned over and sat up, put on his gloves, and put on his coat.
With deep eyes, he took out the gold coin, bounced it up, and made a quick divination.
After receiving the revelation that there was no danger, he took out the revolver under the pillow and put it in his pocket.
After making corresponding preparations, Klein opened the door and walked out of the room, following the sound to the upper deck.
At this time, on the sea free from industrial pollution, the crimson moon hangs quietly, mysterious and dreamy.
Carefully bypassing several patrolling crew members, Klein arrived at the area where there was movement, and smelled a less obvious smell of blood.
With the help of the moonlight, he looked over and found that the former adventurer Cleves was squatting by the side of the ship and arranging something. JrNovels.com
At this point, the scene changed, and the slightly turbid Tussock River became the main background. Sherlock Moriarty and Mr. A floated in the water while looking into the air. blank.
Almost instantly, Mr. A became transparent and disappeared, leaving only Sherlock Moriarty looking around in astonishment.
"...The rescue of the Church of Evernight?" Ikanser frowned slightly, "It's a pity that he didn't mention what happened at that time in the letter, so we have no way of guessing. Did he want to sell this secret for a good price, or was he simply accepted?" Influenced, lost related memories? Also, his escape experience in the underground ruins is not shown at all, it seems to be hidden at the same time as the corresponding clues are hidden..."
He quickly analyzed it in a streamlined sentence, and then positioned reciprocal treatment as an answer rather than a risk without too much psychological burden.
Arrods doesn't seem to have the spirit of mischief today, so he can make full use of it... Ikanser comforted himself and saw bloody words emerging from the mirror.
With a click, he had a bad premonition, suspecting that Arrods had adjusted and returned to his "state".
The blood-like words squirmed and quickly formed a question: "Who is the person you gave everything to please, but only got discarded?"
With a buzzing sound, Ikanser's face lost all color at first, and then turned red.
The question both pierced a lurking wound deep inside him and left him overwhelmed.
If you tell who he is, before tonight, his reputation will be ruined... I have become a "legend" in a certain sense... Ikanser swallowed hard, and said in a tragic tone: "I choose to punish .�
A bolt of lightning fell immediately, but unlike before, it was no longer silvery white, and was stained with a little green.
It hit the top of Ikanser's head, causing his hair to stand on end, and it reflected the color of lightning.
He shook violently like a dice, as if he had been drugged with hallucinogenic drugs.
Archbishop Horamick sighed, closed his eyes, and whispered to himself: "'0' level sealed item?"
When Ikanser recovered, he looked around and said, "There is another question, where did the key that Sherlock Moriarty used to destroy the advent ceremony come from.
"Which of you will use '2-111'?"
The deacons and captains of the "Mechanical Heart" present here looked at each other, and no one responded.
����
The sound of water splashing against the cabin seems to be the only sound left in the world. The sea at night is both noisy and silent.
Klein woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and saw the wooden ceiling covered with a crimson moon veil.
His spiritual intuition told him there was something out there.
Who is dating? He listened carefully, and vaguely grasped some unnatural voices.
Klein pondered for a moment, turned over and sat up, put on his gloves, and put on his coat.
With deep eyes, he took out the gold coin, bounced it up, and made a quick divination.
After receiving the revelation that there was no danger, he took out the revolver under the pillow and put it in his pocket.
After making corresponding preparations, Klein opened the door and walked out of the room, following the sound to the upper deck.
At this time, on the sea free from industrial pollution, the crimson moon hangs quietly, mysterious and dreamy.
Carefully bypassing several patrolling crew members, Klein arrived at the area where there was movement, and smelled a less obvious smell of blood.
With the help of the moonlight, he looked over and found that the former adventurer Cleves was squatting by the side of the ship and arranging something. JrNovels.com
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