Finally, Klein flashed in front of Ince Zangwill, and pressed the "Death Knell" revolver against his face.

At this moment, on Ince Zangwill's head that was about to crack, mysterious and strange patterns stood out, creating a strong impact.

He still has the ability to resist!

He's waiting for the other to come close and use his own mythical creature form to turn the tables!

However, Klein's brown eyes just looked at him like that, but didn't reflect anything.

He pressed harder on the Deathstroke revolver and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Ince Zangwill's head exploded completely, like a broken watermelon, with fragments and juice scattered everywhere.

"Death knell" tolled for him.

Klein raised his left hand, rubbed his eyes off, and pushed the real pupils hidden below back to their original positions.

There was mist in his brown eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little bit. Facing the dead Ince Zangwill, he said in a low voice, "This shot belongs to the captain."

He didn't give the other party a chance to confess his last words, and he didn't want to know about Ince Zangwill's bitter past.

He immediately took out the remaining tarot card from his pocket, and threw it on Ince Zangwill's body.

This is a reversed "star" card.

At this time, a figure appeared not far away, bent down and picked up the already dim quill.

This figure was wearing a simple white robe, with a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and a silver cross pendant hanging on his chest. He looked like the most ordinary priest, and he was the king of angels, Adam!

Adam looked at Klein and said with a warm smile, "Unfortunately, we couldn't keep that snake."

He looked at the quill in his hand, then at the Tarot card, and added with a smile: "All the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with prices, haven't they?" (Note 1)

After finishing speaking, he turned around and disappeared step by step into the dilapidated square, leaving a sentence like singing: "Under the witness of the 'audience', Klein Moretti has completed a magnificent play, directed A miraculous murder by which he digests the potion and has the strength to try to move up when the drama ends."

Klein didn't experience the digestion of the "Master Puppet" potion and the corresponding feedback. A flame jumped and came to Daly Simone.

The lady was almost completely out of control, she said in a daze, "I don't want to become a monster..."

"Okay..." Klein looked at her sadly, quickly thinking about how to save an out-of-control person.

He considered asking the other party to recite the honorable name of "The Fool" and pull her spirit body above the gray mist, but in the case of a mutated body, this seems useless, unless Daly chooses to stay there forever, and " The blood flower" ring also cannot solve the corresponding problem.

Daly smiled with difficulty, resisting the white fluff and pitch-black scales constantly emerging from her body, and said: "So it's you...

"Didn't you ask me before, why didn't you take the initiative to confess to Dunn and push him to bed?"

She took a breath and said with a bitter smile: "I have had too much indulgence in the past. He, he is a conservative person. I, I have low self-esteem."

She was about to lose control and was about to turn into a monster.

At this time, she heard Klein Moretti respond: "The captain actually likes you very much, but you are too outstanding and young, and he is also very inferior."

Daly smiled, and immediately saw the man in a black windbreaker with a high hairline and deep gray eyes in his hazy vision. He pressed his hands on his chest, bent over and stretched out his palms, inviting him to dance.

She stretched out her hand, and her thoughts became stagnant. JrNovels.com