No, it's more extreme and terrifying now!

how so? Isn't Lanerus only a bit of divinity bestowed by the "True Creator"? Add one or two corresponding items at most! How could it smell like the evil god is coming?

Before Klein could get rid of the trembling of his body and the runaway thoughts, he suddenly felt a deep, quiet, and deep black engulfing the previous taste that could not be directly seen, peeped, or resisted.

The two disappeared at the same time, and the surrounding gas street lamps jumped out of fairly bright flames one after another, and the airship that could not stop falling just now floated up again.

Everything has been restored to its original state, and it seems that nothing has changed.

But Klein didn't think so. He stood up straight and understood that something crucial happened in the small brick-red building.

There is no longer the feeling that the essence and level surpass Extraordinary, and there is no longer the taste of evil gods coming. This shows that the "True Creator" or Lanerus's plan has failed... But the Nighthawks should also suffer. After a severe blow, there may not be any energy left... At this time, Klein's heart moved, and he quickly untied the pendulum in the cuff of his left wrist, held it with one hand, and said in a low voice: "The current Lanerus is no longer dangerous. .�

After repeating it seven times quickly, he opened his eyes and saw the citrine pendant rotating counterclockwise, but the speed was not fast and the range was not large.

This shows that Lanwusi is still a dangerous person, but the degree is quite low.

Klein is more concerned about another point:

Divination never fails again!

This shows that Lanwusi has been separated from the divinity bestowed by the "True Creator", and is essentially separated!

As the bone-piercing cold wind blew, Klein shivered violently, feeling as if an electric current had penetrated from the soles of his feet into his mind in an instant.

Maybe, I can do something! Such a thought flashed through him suddenly, without further hesitation, he walked four steps backwards on the top floor of the dark clock tower, and entered above the gray mist.

He didn't waste any time, sat down directly, and manifested a piece of yellow-brown parchment with a divination statement: "Lanerus's escape route."

Klein leaned back, quickly meditated, and fell into a deep dream.

In that illusory, fragmented, and misty world, he saw ditches flowing with sewage, dark and dirty passages, and rusty metal pipes.

It's cramped, closed.

There are sewers!

Klein woke up immediately, covered himself with spirituality, and fell into the gray mist.

As soon as he returned to the real world, he immediately took a few steps back and came to the side of the bell tower facing away from the airship.

Klein didn't take the spiral staircase, and directly climbed out of the dark yellow fence. With the help of the platforms, protrusions, and decorations on the surface of the building, he jumped down layer by layer, balancing his body as if walking on the ground.

It only took a short time for his feet to step on the thick stone slabs of the street.

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In the small brick-red building, two night watchers wearing red gloves collapsed by the door, unconscious. The quaint silver-plated mirror rolled to the corner, but it was no longer special at all, and it could not be seen that it was "1" at all. "Level Sealed Artifact.

But it can be clearly felt that it is recovering bit by bit.

Creste Sesima knelt on one knee at the intersection, a line of liquid like blood and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes on both sides.

His short golden-brown hair was hanging limply, and the collar of his windbreaker and shirt had become ragged, revealing his pointed chin and thin, rigid mouth.

As he continued to pant, a distorted half-illusory and translucent face appeared on each of his teeth.

Sesima supported the ground with her left palm in the red glove. She straightened her neck with difficulty and looked forward. JrNovels.com