Chapter: 2268
Woo!
A bitingly cold wind blew in the room, and the carpet with tables and chairs suddenly twitched, knocking the man with the red and swollen lump on the side of his face and most of the cultists to the ground. Only Klein, who had disguised himself, moved forward. Leaped up to avoid the accident.
Of course, Enzo the "winner" was right on the edge of the carpet, unaffected.
Woo!
In the cold wind, the carpet was rolled up, tightly wrapped several heretics, and then tightly covered their mouths and noses, and wrapped their throats.
At the same time, the round-bellied fountain pens on the desk removed their caps by themselves, flew out, and stuck into the neck of the man with red and swollen lumps on the side of his face, densely packed without any gaps.
The wooden armchair exploded with a bang, and the thorns swept out, not letting go of all the other cultists.
Near the wall, the pipe of the wall lamp was automatically split, and the gas inside leaked out.
The curtain spread on the sofa then stood up, twisted into a rope, and wrapped around the throat of the train conductor; several floorboards bounced and pierced the bodies of several heretics from bottom to top.
All of a sudden, everything in the room was full of aggression, trying to kill every life here.
Klein wanted to escape, but the shirt, pants, belt, coat, and top hat on his body all took on a life of their own, sealing him in place with force.
He opened his mouth suddenly and let out a sound: "Crack!"
He simulated the sound of snapping his fingers.
The crimson flame rose from his pocket, instantly covering his body and releasing the restraint.
At this moment, the curtain on the other sofa stood up, as if being covered by an invisible person.
Klein's eyes immediately reflected such a strange image, his body trembled, he froze in place, and was possessed by the "evil spirit"!
The flame that had risen before had not been extinguished at this time, and was about to further burn the clothes and flesh and blood, but it burned the whole person into a pitch-black paper figurine.
The back of this paper figurine is covered with feather-like patterns, giving people an unreal, semi-illusory feeling.
This is a "mutated paper man" polluted by the breath of artificial death!
��Klein knew from the very beginning that if he wanted to wait for the mutated doll, there were only two possible situations. Descending, digging traps for troublemakers, and the second is that the one who used the doll was indeed a hidden existence. He didn't know that the sacrifice had been destroyed, and he still descended as expected to give further "oracles".
And no matter what the situation is, it means that things are more dangerous, so why would Klein act unprepared?
According to the characteristics of the opponent's ability to descend or possess on the doll, he put the paper doll that was mutated by the pollution of the man-made god of death in advance into the iron cigarette case,
And maintain the performance level of the secret puppet at the level of ordinary people, and lure the target to directly possess him!
At this moment, the object possessed by the "god" worshiped by the cultists changed from Klein to the "paper man of death"!
The crimson flames rolled inward, and the jet-black paper figurines ignited, and the pale color suddenly spread, stained with a bit of dark green.
A slightly painful muffled sound followed, and the transparent afterimage on the window reflecting the crimson moonlight flashed away.
Almost in no particular order, the items that "lived" in the room fell one after another, returning to a state of dead silence, and the "winner" Enzo, the stream of fire flew into the air, enveloping him.
At this moment, in the port city at the northern end of the Southern Continent, the residents are enjoying the relaxation of the night and the warmth of their families in the houses, completely oblivious to the dimming of their glass windows and the surface of their wall lamps from time to time , and quickly returned to normal.
The dimming was accompanied by the growing and shrinking of the fire in the fireplace, and the rekindling and extinguishing of the residue in the kitchen.
During this process, the glass mirror of a house dimmed the most, as did the number of times the fire light changed. In the room, several believers were praying to the "primordial moon" without realizing it. JrNovels.com
A bitingly cold wind blew in the room, and the carpet with tables and chairs suddenly twitched, knocking the man with the red and swollen lump on the side of his face and most of the cultists to the ground. Only Klein, who had disguised himself, moved forward. Leaped up to avoid the accident.
Of course, Enzo the "winner" was right on the edge of the carpet, unaffected.
Woo!
In the cold wind, the carpet was rolled up, tightly wrapped several heretics, and then tightly covered their mouths and noses, and wrapped their throats.
At the same time, the round-bellied fountain pens on the desk removed their caps by themselves, flew out, and stuck into the neck of the man with red and swollen lumps on the side of his face, densely packed without any gaps.
The wooden armchair exploded with a bang, and the thorns swept out, not letting go of all the other cultists.
Near the wall, the pipe of the wall lamp was automatically split, and the gas inside leaked out.
The curtain spread on the sofa then stood up, twisted into a rope, and wrapped around the throat of the train conductor; several floorboards bounced and pierced the bodies of several heretics from bottom to top.
All of a sudden, everything in the room was full of aggression, trying to kill every life here.
Klein wanted to escape, but the shirt, pants, belt, coat, and top hat on his body all took on a life of their own, sealing him in place with force.
He opened his mouth suddenly and let out a sound: "Crack!"
He simulated the sound of snapping his fingers.
The crimson flame rose from his pocket, instantly covering his body and releasing the restraint.
At this moment, the curtain on the other sofa stood up, as if being covered by an invisible person.
Klein's eyes immediately reflected such a strange image, his body trembled, he froze in place, and was possessed by the "evil spirit"!
The flame that had risen before had not been extinguished at this time, and was about to further burn the clothes and flesh and blood, but it burned the whole person into a pitch-black paper figurine.
The back of this paper figurine is covered with feather-like patterns, giving people an unreal, semi-illusory feeling.
This is a "mutated paper man" polluted by the breath of artificial death!
��Klein knew from the very beginning that if he wanted to wait for the mutated doll, there were only two possible situations. Descending, digging traps for troublemakers, and the second is that the one who used the doll was indeed a hidden existence. He didn't know that the sacrifice had been destroyed, and he still descended as expected to give further "oracles".
And no matter what the situation is, it means that things are more dangerous, so why would Klein act unprepared?
According to the characteristics of the opponent's ability to descend or possess on the doll, he put the paper doll that was mutated by the pollution of the man-made god of death in advance into the iron cigarette case,
And maintain the performance level of the secret puppet at the level of ordinary people, and lure the target to directly possess him!
At this moment, the object possessed by the "god" worshiped by the cultists changed from Klein to the "paper man of death"!
The crimson flames rolled inward, and the jet-black paper figurines ignited, and the pale color suddenly spread, stained with a bit of dark green.
A slightly painful muffled sound followed, and the transparent afterimage on the window reflecting the crimson moonlight flashed away.
Almost in no particular order, the items that "lived" in the room fell one after another, returning to a state of dead silence, and the "winner" Enzo, the stream of fire flew into the air, enveloping him.
At this moment, in the port city at the northern end of the Southern Continent, the residents are enjoying the relaxation of the night and the warmth of their families in the houses, completely oblivious to the dimming of their glass windows and the surface of their wall lamps from time to time , and quickly returned to normal.
The dimming was accompanied by the growing and shrinking of the fire in the fireplace, and the rekindling and extinguishing of the residue in the kitchen.
During this process, the glass mirror of a house dimmed the most, as did the number of times the fire light changed. In the room, several believers were praying to the "primordial moon" without realizing it. JrNovels.com
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