Chapter: 2772
The dark clouds in the mid-air dispersed as soon as they said it, and everything in the Holy Wind Cathedral was as usual.
In a nearby corner, Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he muttered, "If you don't give it, you won't give it...why do you want to kill my secret puppet..."
He breathed out immediately, and his figure quickly faded away, disappearing�the duration of this historical pore image itself is almost over. After all, the high-level ability of the "Recorder" replica is significantly different from the original version. Sequence 6 summons Sequence 3 The burden is quite heavy, even if the "ancient scholar" can transfer his consciousness to reduce consumption, it can't make Forsi persist for too long.
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On the outskirts of Backlund, in the lower reaches of the Tussock River.
Leonard hid the red gloves and walked slowly towards a certain place.
Suddenly, Pales Zarathustra's slightly aged voice sounded in his mind: "How is that former colleague of yours doing?"
Recalling the previous exchange at the Tarot Club, Leonard suppressed his voice and said, "He just avoided a trap set by Amon's clone, and is now looking for the truth of certain things in the Land Abandoned by God."
After Pallez Zarathustra listened, he didn't speak again, allowing Leonard to move on.
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After setting the special coordinates, Forsi was thrown back to the real world by Gehrman Sparrow's messenger.
"I feel so tired, but I just woke up not long ago... It must be that the high-sequence extraordinary ability is too spiritually draining..." Fors stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and looked at Xio with a haggard look.
"It's possible." Xio agreed with his friend's judgment.
Her intuition told her that the summoned Gehrman Sparrow projection was by no means simple, and might even be equivalent to a saint.
After hesitating for a moment, Xio said, "Go to sleep for a while, don't try to be promoted in this state.
"In a case I tried before, the murderer was psychopathic. He would deliberately let his friends, his students, and the homeless he took in take magical potions in various negative states, and watched them lose control and change into All kinds of monsters, disgusting and scary monsters."
"...What is this guy's purpose?" Forsi was stunned for a second.
"Two purposes, one is to observe whether the same potion causes the same loss of control on different people, and the other is to record the corresponding scene in the form of oil painting. He believes that the madness, pain, and distortion are unparalleled. The beauty can inspire his strongest creative enthusiasm." Xio recalled the court trial at that time, with some hatred and inexplicable fear, "That is a complete lunatic."
"This kind of guy should be humanely destroyed!" Forsi Lue couldn't help but shudder as soon as he imagined it, and said with gritted teeth, "Is he a cultist?"
"Maybe, but there's no clue...he's ostensibly an excellent painter, well-known internationally, if not for the disappearance of more than five of his students and friends in the last few years, which caught our attention," said It might not be discovered until he went completely crazy and turned into a monster out of control." Xio paused suddenly before saying, "After the law enforcement team who arrested him opened his hidden basement, They all vomited, there were mutated and horrible corpses one after another, and one after another frightening but wonderfully charming oil paintings were hung..."
"It's a disgusting guy, but it's also a very attractive story." Fore thought for a while, and asked, "Is he a 'demon'?"
"No, he is a 'psychiatrist'." Xio denied his friend's guess.
"...You sentenced him to death?" Fors asked expectantly.
Xio shook his head and said, "His defense lawyer convinced me that he is more suitable to be a researcher of sealed objects."
"There are still lawyers? You have lawyers in the Abnormal Affairs Tribunal? Don't they all have direct trials?" Forsi asked in surprise.
Hugh straightened his yellow hair and said: "We have some Extraordinary people with the 'lawyer' path, and they also need to play. Of course, they don't know that they are playing."
"Okay." Fors yawned again, pointing to the easy chair by the fireplace, "I'll sleep for a while, hey, aren't you going to work?"
"You can ask for leave." Xio replied succinctly.
Forsi didn't ask any more questions, walked to the fireplace, and fell down.
Two or three hours later, she woke up and meditated for a quarter of an hour. JrNovels.com
In a nearby corner, Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he muttered, "If you don't give it, you won't give it...why do you want to kill my secret puppet..."
He breathed out immediately, and his figure quickly faded away, disappearing�the duration of this historical pore image itself is almost over. After all, the high-level ability of the "Recorder" replica is significantly different from the original version. Sequence 6 summons Sequence 3 The burden is quite heavy, even if the "ancient scholar" can transfer his consciousness to reduce consumption, it can't make Forsi persist for too long.
����
On the outskirts of Backlund, in the lower reaches of the Tussock River.
Leonard hid the red gloves and walked slowly towards a certain place.
Suddenly, Pales Zarathustra's slightly aged voice sounded in his mind: "How is that former colleague of yours doing?"
Recalling the previous exchange at the Tarot Club, Leonard suppressed his voice and said, "He just avoided a trap set by Amon's clone, and is now looking for the truth of certain things in the Land Abandoned by God."
After Pallez Zarathustra listened, he didn't speak again, allowing Leonard to move on.
����
After setting the special coordinates, Forsi was thrown back to the real world by Gehrman Sparrow's messenger.
"I feel so tired, but I just woke up not long ago... It must be that the high-sequence extraordinary ability is too spiritually draining..." Fors stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, yawned, and looked at Xio with a haggard look.
"It's possible." Xio agreed with his friend's judgment.
Her intuition told her that the summoned Gehrman Sparrow projection was by no means simple, and might even be equivalent to a saint.
After hesitating for a moment, Xio said, "Go to sleep for a while, don't try to be promoted in this state.
"In a case I tried before, the murderer was psychopathic. He would deliberately let his friends, his students, and the homeless he took in take magical potions in various negative states, and watched them lose control and change into All kinds of monsters, disgusting and scary monsters."
"...What is this guy's purpose?" Forsi was stunned for a second.
"Two purposes, one is to observe whether the same potion causes the same loss of control on different people, and the other is to record the corresponding scene in the form of oil painting. He believes that the madness, pain, and distortion are unparalleled. The beauty can inspire his strongest creative enthusiasm." Xio recalled the court trial at that time, with some hatred and inexplicable fear, "That is a complete lunatic."
"This kind of guy should be humanely destroyed!" Forsi Lue couldn't help but shudder as soon as he imagined it, and said with gritted teeth, "Is he a cultist?"
"Maybe, but there's no clue...he's ostensibly an excellent painter, well-known internationally, if not for the disappearance of more than five of his students and friends in the last few years, which caught our attention," said It might not be discovered until he went completely crazy and turned into a monster out of control." Xio paused suddenly before saying, "After the law enforcement team who arrested him opened his hidden basement, They all vomited, there were mutated and horrible corpses one after another, and one after another frightening but wonderfully charming oil paintings were hung..."
"It's a disgusting guy, but it's also a very attractive story." Fore thought for a while, and asked, "Is he a 'demon'?"
"No, he is a 'psychiatrist'." Xio denied his friend's guess.
"...You sentenced him to death?" Fors asked expectantly.
Xio shook his head and said, "His defense lawyer convinced me that he is more suitable to be a researcher of sealed objects."
"There are still lawyers? You have lawyers in the Abnormal Affairs Tribunal? Don't they all have direct trials?" Forsi asked in surprise.
Hugh straightened his yellow hair and said: "We have some Extraordinary people with the 'lawyer' path, and they also need to play. Of course, they don't know that they are playing."
"Okay." Fors yawned again, pointing to the easy chair by the fireplace, "I'll sleep for a while, hey, aren't you going to work?"
"You can ask for leave." Xio replied succinctly.
Forsi didn't ask any more questions, walked to the fireplace, and fell down.
Two or three hours later, she woke up and meditated for a quarter of an hour. JrNovels.com
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