The gray-eyed man in a black windbreaker pulled up Daly, whose mutation was gradually receding, and under Leonard's gaze, danced briskly in the dilapidated square where the fountain flowed turbulently.

All kinds of materials flew out, including golden vines and ugly rubber masks. Under the guidance of spirituality, they gradually blended together and poured into a small metal bottle.

During the wonderful dance, Daly leaned forward gently and leaned into Dunn's arms.

Klein held the bottle of potion, brought it to his mouth, and poured it in.

Note 1: A famous sentence by the Austrian writer Zweig.

The ice-cold potion slid down his throat, bringing some paralysis to Klein, straight to the paralysis deep in his soul.

His dancing steps have stopped, his spirit has risen inexplicably, and his whole body seems to have reached a high altitude, looking down on the dilapidated Resurrection Square, and overlooking the city of Kukova that was in a panic due to repeated lightning strikes.

At this moment, his emotions became inexplicably agitated, and he felt that every pedestrian passing by below was connected to his hands by an invisible thread, and he was following his command, whether happy or angry, sad or happy, performing various behaviors.

Klein often has a similar feeling during this time. He understands that this is the "director's" perspective, and he regards all participants in the matter as secret puppets and actors, trying to manipulate or guide them to stage a grand drama.

Grasping the familiarity, Klein quickly adjusted his mentality, pulled his emotions out completely, and watched everything with an indifferent attitude, not being affected by the emotions in the drama.

As a "director", one should follow the script, refer to the reality, make a rational analysis, make a choice, and let the accumulation of emotions, the advancement of events and the call of clues be under one's own control.

With a certain mentality, Klein immediately settled down, and immediately felt the power of the potion spread out in his body, like a piece of silk thread being caught in a net with sharp roots.

Suddenly, Klein felt that his mental body, together with his flesh and blood, had been divided into countless small parts. He couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a scream from the depths of his soul: "No!"

His thoughts were not divided immediately, and became fragments one by one, combined with different flesh and blood, and had his own consciousness:

Here is the painful Klein, here is the arrogant Klein, here is the cruel Klein, here is the gentle Klein, here is the self-entertaining Klein, here is Zhou Mingrui, and there is Sherlock Moore. Riati, Gehrman Sparrow, and Dwayne Dant�s!

His entire spiritual body seemed to be put into a blender by someone.

Not far away, Leonard, whose cheeks were dripping with tears unconsciously, first saw Captain Dunn, who was hugging Daly Simone, and changed back to Klein Moretti's appearance, and immediately noticed the other's face, neck, and the back of his hands In other places, light-colored granulation protruded, as if they had their own vitality, continuously growing outwards, turning into transparent worms, and under the clothes, there were also traces of wriggling undulating.

This gave Leonard the feeling that the other party would disintegrate into a group of transparent worms in the next second, each running to a different place!

He was about to do something when suddenly his head became dizzy, and he instinctively closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

Those transparent worms that grew out of Klein's body, under the sunlight, shone with three-dimensional layered mysterious symbols one after another. They penetrated higher levels and connected with the underlying laws, intuitively expressing weirdness, madness, and changes. , power, knowledge and other abstract concepts.

In the whining cold wind, illusory black thin lines emerged around Klein one after another, and they mixed together to form strange "tentacles".

While the tentacles were flaring, the spiritual body, astral body, mental body, and etheric body were all turned into fragments, and Klein's various thoughts, which were integrated into different worms, were noisy, chaotic, and contradictory, floating gently, as if flying to infinite heights, where There are countless phantoms surrounding the twisted and huge building, or playing, or speaking, or roaring, or raving.

In Klein's messy countless senses, everything around him was layered up, as if it had become a spirit world, but there were living people coming and going, and stars shining.

At this time, the same memory, a vivid memory, appeared in one thought fragment after another.

That was the shocking scene where Adam, the king of angels, closed his eyes and prayed;

That was the scene where the "Death Knell" revolver was held against Ince Zangwill and his head was shot;

It was the scene where the "clown" smiled and said in a low voice, "This shot belongs to the captain";

That is the scene where "audience" Adam watches the end of the drama with clear and pure eyes;

That's what it looks like to become Dunn Smith,

The scene where Daly Simone is invited to the closing dance. JrNovels.com