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After watching the messenger leave and confirming that at least one copy of the telegram had been sent, Klein immediately took four steps backwards and entered above the gray fog.

He sat directly on the high-backed chair of "The Fool", and beckoned to let the Tyrant Card, Sea God Scepter and a silver-gray spell fly over at the same time.

In an instant, he had already put on the triple crown, put on the pope's robe, and held the bone scepter.

Surrounded by streaks of silver and white lightning, Klein spread his spirituality to the spot of light corresponding to Danitz.

Following Klein's spiritual touch, the spot of light suddenly expanded into a picture in front of his eyes:

Danitz, who was wearing a shadow cloak, was bowing his head in prayer at the edge of the square, reciting the honorable name of "The Fool" in the ancient Hermetic language.

With this positioning, Klein expanded the scene outwards, looking for the figure of Ince Zangwill.

What he saw through the gray fog was obviously different from what he saw just now. At some point in the center of the square, a huge church with a black background inlaid with bones was erected. There were lights and shadows flickering inside, but there was no movement.

Seizing this opportunity, Klein responded to Danitz's prayer: "Stay away from here and find a hidden place to hide."

While speaking in a low voice, Klein, who was wearing a triple crown and dark blue cassock, raised his left hand, allowing the blue gem on the top of the bone scepter to shine.

The sharp and piercing sound immediately echoed in the resurrection square in the real world, and the sudden gust of wind howled and swept across the area, causing people who were relaxing or passing by to leave in a hurry and go to a shelter from the wind. Even Anderson, who looked stiff, recovered his feeling In a state of indifference, he covered his stomach with one hand and rushed out of the danger zone quickly.

In just a few seconds, the Resurrection Square became extremely deserted. Even if some passers-by were not fast and had never run, they were driven by the strong wind and experienced the feeling of flying.

There was a short silence in the empty area, and then a little fire lit up from the window of the Church of Bones, getting bigger and more dazzling.

Without a sound, the stained glass window shattered and cracked, and a white, near-blue light shot out like a shooting star.

The flame disintegrated immediately, condensing into Ince Zangwill, who was wearing a black clergyman's robe, had a dark blue eye, and a blood vessel.

As soon as this "night watchman" appeared, he opened his mouth uncontrollably, and said "heh" to the classical quill in his hand: "If you, an idiot, didn't listen to my advice, how could you get this look!

"I don't even know what you are afraid of. Let me pray to the Lord earlier, secretly return to the Redemption Rose, join hands with the big snake, get ready, set traps, today we are hunting Adam, not the other way around!"

The slightly dim and broken quill immediately flew up, and wrote in the empty space of Ince Zangwill's clothes: "Sauren Einhorn Medici, who is ashamed and angry, takes responsibility for this incident It was all pushed to the 'Pen of Al Suhod', but in fact, it was He himself who prevented himself from praying to the 'True Creator'. Neither Sauron nor Einhorn wanted to believe in that evil god.

"Today's encounter made this evil spirit's schizophrenia more serious! This is very reasonable, and this is the diagnosis made by the most professional and top-notch psychiatrist!"

"Ince Zangwill" frowned suddenly, instinctively raised his left hand, and pressed his head.

His dark blue and nearly black eyes quickly recovered, and his classical sculpture-like face became extremely serious.

At this moment, he who broke through the Church of Bones, in front of him is not a square, but layers of ancient stone steps leading to the top of a towering mountain, where a huge cross stands, and countless angels circle around Crowded.

At this moment, an exaggerated silver-white lightning pierced through the deep sky, and fell straight down, striking at Ince Zangwill.

Cracks appeared in the entire closed and strange space, and the fountains and flowers on the square were reflected in the dark blue and almost black eyes.

Ince Zangwill's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a transparent and vague spirit in place, which was struck by lightning and disappeared instantly.

This "night watchman" didn't care about thinking about the dangers lurking outside, seized the opportunity and turned into flames, penetrated the gap, and rushed out.

As far as he is concerned, no matter what is lurking ahead, it will not be more terrifying and difficult to deal with than Adam, the son of the Creator and King of Angels!

Seeing the fire light up on the square, getting rid of the shackles of the illusory world, and returning to Ince Zangwill with dark golden hair and pale palms, Klein raised his head slightly,

Subconsciously sat up straight. JrNovels.com