Klein stretched his arms, turned around suddenly, and broke Lanwusi's neck!

After doing all this, he took two steps back and looked at each other

Lanwusi stared forward with the cards stuck in his eyes, and his body gradually weakened. At the same time, he asked intermittently in great doubt: "Why..."

"To... kill... me..."

Klein, who was wearing a clown mask, stared at the enemy in front of him, and replied quite indifferently: "No reason."

"No..." Lanwusi's eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground of the sewer with difficulty, his breath finally dissipating.

At this moment, Klein, who seemed to be very calm, suddenly took a step forward, tightened his right leg, kicked with all his strength, and kicked Lanwusi on the head.

boom!

The already bloody and shattered neck could no longer bear this kind of pressure, and Lanwusi's head flew out like a rubber ball, hitting the wall heavily, creating a red and white patch!

Looking at this scene, Klein suddenly bent his back.

"Hahaha, hahaha."

"Hahahahahaha."

He was laughing maniacally, the "clown" mask on his face was so happy.

The corners of the raised mouth, the bright red nose, and the white face are so happy.

"Haha, haha...hahaha..." Klein laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. His laugh was worse than crying.

After a few seconds, he finally calmed down, slowly straightened his body, squeezed his left eye towards the darkest place in the sewer, then, he raised the corner of his mouth, and said silently to himself: "Captain..."

"Look, we saved Ruen again..."

Drop after drop of liquid slipped quietly and landed on his collar.

At this moment, he felt that his "Joker" potion was completely digested.

In the unlit sewer, Klein wiped his neck, then turned his attention back to Lanrus' cracked head and headless corpse, and to the two tarot cards stuck in the opponent's eyes.

He originally wanted to take back all the thrown "flying knives" and erase the corresponding clues, but he discovered a very real and serious problem.

That is he has no darkvision.

He was able to drive wildly in the dark sewer, and fought fiercely with Lanerus, relying on his spiritual vision!

He can see the color of the aura of Lanerus, the spiritual brilliance of various creatures, and vaguely grasp their "illuminated" places, so as to distinguish the way.

It's a pity that the tarot card he is using now is not the one from the Nighthawks team, it has no spiritual silver streaks, it is ordinary and has no characteristics.

In such an environment, Klein can use the color of his aura and spiritual brilliance to distinguish the outlines of things in a small range around him, but he can't see the objects inserted on the wall and ground scattered everywhere from a distance. The cards - he and Lanwusi fought fiercely all the way just now, and it was not limited to a certain place.

Of course, he believed that as long as he gave himself enough time, it would not be too difficult to retrieve all the thrown Tarot cards. Military personnel, maybe they will arrive in the next minute!

I can't be careless about this... I have been wearing gloves... This tarot card was bought before I came to Backlund, and it belongs to the national unified model... I basically never use it... Even if I carry it with me, most of it It was also placed together with Mr. Azik's copper whistle... No matter what method is used, it is difficult to locate me through them. At most, it can restore part of the battle scene, and I have a mask on my face and shoes with pads ... Various thoughts flashed in an instant, and Klein quickly made a decision.

He turned to the headless corpse of Lanerus, squatted down, stretched out his right palm wearing a black glove, and quickly searched for the leftover items on the other party's body.

�� Klein didn't have the idea of ??carrying out the psychic ritual. First, he was deeply impressed by the feeling of the evil god descending before, and he didn't dare to blindly communicate with Lanerus's spirit unless he took it to the gray mist. Second, the Nighthawks and With the military personnel likely to arrive at any time, he didn't think he had enough time to arrange the ceremony, summon himself, respond to himself, and then go to the gray fog to channel. JrNovels.com