Mystery: Undead don't die from passing fire

Chapter 156 Klein, You Don't Want to...

"Who gave this to you?!"

Raft Pound's small body was filled with a frightening and terrifying aura, accompanied by the extreme negative emotions that were almost condensed into substance, spreading to the entire church little by little, quickly thickening, dense like fog, cold and terrifying The breath is like a continuous mountain range, pressing down on the head.

And when looking at his blood-red eyes, it makes people feel like they are in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

Klein gritted his teeth tightly, and the other party's icy and majestic negative emotions turned into thousands of needles, which were constantly eroding his mind like ravings and pollution, making his spirit like a solitary boat on the waves of the sea. It may be overturned by rough waves and sink to the bottom of the sea.

At this moment, his thoughts were completely frantic, and not a single normal thought emerged.

But at this moment, Klein clearly realized that even though the evil spirit possessing Rafter Pound had been dead for many years, its essence was still a high-level mythical creature!And this is definitely not comparable to ordinary saints, at least it is an angel above Sequence 2!
Because of this similar feeling, he only felt it when divining the Eternal Blazing Sun above the gray mist!
But now that there is no shelter above the gray fog, this feeling will only be more intuitive.He even had to be thankful that the other party had been dead for at least a thousand years, otherwise he might have lost control due to pollution!Because this is the rule he summed up a long time ago—do not look directly at God!

But fortunately, this kind of pollution brought by the essence of high-level creatures did not last long, and the negative emotions that almost filled the entire church disappeared in just a few seconds.Rafter Pound still stood opposite them expressionlessly, his eyes were bloodshot.

Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously glanced at Miss Sharon next to him.Her face had always been pale, but now she was even paler than before, and even her figure seemed a little illusory, and her condition was simply worse than her own.

Rafter Pound said angrily and coldly:

"Answer my question, where did you get that thing?"

After finally recovering, Klein panted heavily, deliberately making a gesture of being out of breath and unsustainable, and did not answer the other party's question immediately.After finally regaining clarity, the brain that still had a tingling feeling had no time to rest, and began to think about his current situation non-stop.

"The essence of the other party is a high-level mythical creature, but after all, he has been dead for many years, and he is still bound by the seal, so he cannot maintain a long-term influence. He probably wanted to have a good talk with us at the beginning, maybe he wanted to lure Let's help him break the seal."

"But after seeing this string of crosses, he suddenly went mad and his spirit became extremely unstable. There is no doubt that he and the original owner of this string of crosses should be enemies..."

Klein quickly sorted out all the clues in his hand, and under the gaze of the blood-red eyes of the evil spirit, before he waited impatiently, he took a deep breath and said:
"This is the spoils I took from the others."

Rafter Pound asked as expected:
"Who? Which faction does he belong to?"

Klein quickly said: "Viscount Stratford, belongs to the royal family of Loen."

"The royal family of Loen?"

Raft Pound sneered, "What kind of conspiracy is that paranoid plotting?"

Although the tone was still cold, the blood red in Rafter Pound's eyes still gradually faded away.Although the eyes are still covered with bloodshot eyes, they look extremely terrifying, but at least they are not like before, even just looking at each other is full of pollution that ordinary people cannot bear.

"Bet right!"

Klein heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the change of the evil spirit.

Paranoia, conspiracy... It seems that this evil spirit should have been murdered by the "paranoia" he called, and finally sealed in this underground ruins for thousands of years.As for the identity of the paranoid, Klein also speculates that he is probably the organizer of the Twilight Hermit Society.

This is very consistent with the information he knows - the Twilight Hermit will always be secretly interfering with the progress of history, making it meet his own needs, so as to complete the goal at a certain point.If the tide of the times is not what they expect, they will try their best to reverse this trend.

And the evil spirit in front of him was probably killed because he hindered the trend of the times that the Twilight Hermit would want thousands of years ago.This is the same situation as the assassinated Duke Negan, but the rank of this evil spirit is more than a star and a half higher than Duke Negan.Originally, I wanted to use the power of this glorious cross to fight against the evil spirits, but in the end I was almost killed by it...

Rafter Pound's mood stabilized a bit, he changed from his previous madness, and instead sighed:

"Don't be nervous, I'm just an innocent who was murdered because of Arista Tudor's ambition. Because of the restraint of the corpse, I was trapped in that underground ruins for nearly or more than 2000 years. As you can see, the people who murdered me It's that paranoid, that's why I was so extreme just now."

"However, since you are not that paranoid person, there is room for us to cooperate."

"What do you want to do?" Klein asked directly.

"I want you to help me get out of this situation and let me be a free spirit. I swear, I will not deal with innocent people."

Rafter Pound looked at Sharon with bloodshot eyes:

"You should be a resentful soul of the alien path, and the next step is to become a key node of demigod. I don't know if you have the potion formula for puppets, but I can help you obtain it, and even become a part of your ritual. This is me promised reward."

The evil spirit turned to look at Klein:

"You also get paid. It was a magical and precious item. Due to a certain degree of attraction, its owner came to the underground palace and died beside the descendants of Tudor. This It's what it is."

While speaking, the evil spirit spread out his palms, making the crimson moonlight condense into a picture.

Inside the picture, there is a normal-sized Tarot card, the image on it is completely different from other types. The one sitting in the chariot is not a king, but a male priest wearing a dark red robe.

The appearance of the priest seems to be Russell Gustav!

Klein's gaze moved instantly, and he saw the starlight in the upper left corner condensed into a line of text:
"Sequence 0: Red Priest."

The evil spirit stared at Klein, with a terrifying smile on his face:

"Besides, if you let me go, I might be able to help you create some trouble for that paranoid! Believe me, we have common interests in this matter!"

"After all, you don't want to see his plan succeed, do you?"
-
In the West District, in a brightly lit villa-type house.

Emlyn White picked up the glass containing the scarlet liquid and took a sip hungrily.

At this moment, the host of tonight's banquet, Kasimiodella came over with a wine glass and asked with a smile:
"Like tonight's wine?"

"Of course, its owner is young enough and has good vitality." Emlyn straightened his back and assumed a noble posture.

Just from appearance, Casimiodella is a middle-aged gentleman with great temperament, but Emlyn knows that he is over two hundred years old, and he once witnessed the Intis under the rule of Emperor Roselle in Intis. Later, because he "lived" for too long, he was afraid that his neighbors would find out that he was wrong, so he moved to Ruen.

Hearing Emlyn's praise, he smiled and said:
"Yes, it belonged to a young lady who was stabbed by burglars and nearly lost her life. Luckily, she found me, and that was the necessary price for her recovery... yes, mine Grandpa wants to see you."

"Your grandfather?" Emlyn was taken aback for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and asked, "Lord Nibais?"

Following the stairs to the underground area, Emlyn White passed through several secret doors and entered a spacious gray hall.In the center of the hall is a heavy coffin made of black iron, with many symbols and magic signs painted on it.

After Casimiodella reported, a deep and old voice slowly came out from the coffin:

"Emlyn White, do you know why I summoned you?"

"Respected Lord Nibais, I think you intend to help me get rid of the psychological suggestion." Emlyn responded without hesitation.

The underground hall became silent for a while, and after a few seconds, Nibais Audra, who was lying in the coffin, laughed and said:
"This is one of the purposes, but it's not for me to help you. I just woke up from a long dream, because I got the revelation from the ancestor."

"Ancestor Him, He's revived?" It wasn't Emlyn who said in surprise, but Casimiodra.

Nibais ignored his grandson's question and surprise, and said in a deep voice:

"Emlyn White, I want to give you one thing now."

"Please speak." Emlyn said respectfully.

Nibais Audra said in a serious tone:
"The end is near, only flames and fools can save the world! So, you have to find an opportunity to pray to the fool."

"Huh?" Emlyn suspected that he had heard wrong.
-
Queens, inside the luxurious villa of the Hall family.

Not long after dinner, Audrey hurried upstairs with Ember.Because the evening dress customized for Ember had already been delivered to the villa, and seeing that the New Year's party was approaching, Audrey needed to hurry up to 'fix' Ember's makeup.

"Well, they all feel good, which one do you prefer, Ember?"

Audrey sat on a cushioned chair, looked at Ember who was wearing a brand new dress, and asked with some hesitation.

The tailor designed a total of three dresses for Ember, and Audrey thought they were all excellent.But after all, Ember wants to wear it, so he must be consulted.

Ember pondered for two seconds, instead of bluntly saying that he thought there was no difference, he said euphemistically:
"It's all right, I trust your vision. The only problem is..."

When Audrey heard the first half of the sentence, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, showing a little pride, but she showed a puzzled expression when she heard the second half of the sentence.

Ember tugged on the tie uncomfortably and said:
"Is it really impossible to pick this thing?"

"cannot!"

"Ok."

Ember shrugged, but didn't continue to insist.

"Really."

Audrey looked at Ember's uncomfortable appearance, and sighed, "Have you never attended a banquet before? Wearing a bow tie is a basic etiquette!"

Ember asked puzzledly, "But didn't you ask for it when you attended Viscount Slytherin's banquets a few times ago?"

"Slytherin?"

Audrey was stunned for a long time before finally realizing who Ember was talking about, she opened her mouth and said helplessly, "That's Viscount Grelint! Don't you even remember his name?"

"Almost." Ember said casually without changing her tone, "Just know who it is."

"Glarint will cry."

Audrey complained, and then said, "Besides, what Grelint held before was just a salon, and the members attending the meeting were not all nobles. You are casual, and there are actually no formal requirements for attire. What's more, he wants you to help collect potion formulas, so he won't accuse you of not dressing properly.

"And this time I'm going to participate in the New Year's party, and the members attending the meeting are almost all nobles! There must be no flaws in the dress, otherwise why do you have to customize these dresses?"

"Well, you convinced me."

Ember interrupted Audrey, and said seriously, "Then put on this suit. But even if you can't take off the bow tie, why don't you loosen it a bit?"

Audrey opened her mouth, but finally chose to give up, and said helplessly:
"Okay, but just relax a little bit."

"Wang Wang~"

At this moment, a dog barking suddenly came from outside the door.

"It's Susie."

Audrey's expression moved slightly. She deliberately left Susie downstairs before she went upstairs. Susie's sudden appearance might be something urgent.

Thinking of this, Audrey walked quickly to the door and gently opened it.

"Crack!"

The big golden retriever Susie stepped into the house, squatted there calmly, whined, shaking the surrounding air and said:
"Audrey, Alfred is back."

"When?"

Audrey showed some surprise, but soon realized that something was wrong, and frowned, "You heard it from Dad? Why didn't he tell me directly?"

Wouldn't it be a good thing that Alfred came back?Why can't you tell her directly?

Susie explained:
"A week ago, Alfred sent a telegram saying that he would return to Backlund in a few days, but there was no reply after that. Originally, Earl Hall thought that Alfred was delayed because of a temporary urgent task. time, but he looked through the army's transfer order with his contacts during the day, and confirmed that Alfred had returned to Backlund three days ago."

Audrey's pretty face changed slightly, and she finally understood why Earl Hall didn't tell her directly - Alfred had already returned to Backlund, but let alone go home and check, there wasn't even a telegram. It's really hard not to make people wonder if he has encountered some accident!
Ember pondered for two seconds and asked:

"Has Earl Hall found anything?"

"Have."

Susie nodded and said seriously:
"Earl Hall asked the Prime Minister to conduct an investigation, but according to the information obtained by the Prime Minister, the royal family is directly responsible for Alfred's transfer order, and even he has no authority to read the specific information."

"Is it related to the royal family?"

Audrey pursed her lips lightly, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.

Perhaps it was because Ember was about to attack the royal family soon, she was very sensitive to matters related to the royal family, and she had a very bad impression.She even subconsciously suspected that there was a mistake in Ember's plan, but she quickly denied this guess.

Because Ember of this plan has only told her alone, it is impossible to leak it.And if it really leaked, they were the ones who had the accident, and it wouldn't just involve Alfred who was still serving in the Southern Continent.

Based on these guesses, it is easy to draw a conclusion——

"Is this related to the content of the transfer order itself?"

Audrey immediately had an answer in her heart, but this made her even more confused:
"Is there any special task for the royal family that Alfred needs to complete? But why him?"

Ember suddenly asked:

"Do you want me to help with the investigation?"

Audrey hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slightly:

"No, not for now."

She knew Ember very well, and if he let him take action, it would definitely make a big fuss, because Ember would usually just flip the table directly.But right now it should not be that way, the purpose of the royal family looking for Alfred may not be a bad thing.

"Wait another two days."

Audrey hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "If it's really not a bad thing, there should be news in the next two days."

"Earl Hall thinks so too."

Susie wagged her tail and explained earnestly, "He said that he has already investigated this, and the royal family will definitely know about it. Someone should be sent to contact him in the next two days."
-
Klein and Sharon quietly left Williams Street, and walked around to another block in the silent darkness.

When Klein boarded the taxi, Sharon appeared and sat across from him.

She looked at Klein without blinking, and asked in an ethereal voice:
"Will you help it unseal?"

"No." Klein answered without hesitation, and then asked back, "What about you?"

Sharon shook her head, saying that she would not do the same.

Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:
"It has been dead for 2000 years, and now it is just a remnant of evil spirits. It should be dissipated or returned to the spirit world. My idea is, when we have a high-sequence, we will work together to clear it and give it real relief. .”

Although the "Red Priest" card, the hidden history of the Fourth Epoch, and the rewards promised by the evil spirits are very attractive, Klein doesn't have the slightest trust in it!The evil spirit and the Twilight Hermit Society may indeed be enemies, after all, his death must be inseparable from this organization.And now Klein and the Twilight Hermit Society are faintly standing on opposite sides. It seems that the two sides have common enemies and common interests.

But many times, the enemy of an enemy may not be a friend!

Klein had a premonition that if they really helped the evil spirit out of trouble, He would instead attack them immediately!
Sharon let out a "hmm" and gave the necessary response.

Klein thought for a while and asked:
"The Sequence 4 corresponding to the resentful soul is really a puppet?"

Sharon nodded.

"Do you have potion formulas or extraordinary materials?" Klein asked thoughtfully.

Sharon shook her head.

Klein tentatively asked:

"I have a friend who might be able to get a potion formula for a puppet."

"Also, he has a high-sequence power, maybe next time we can invite him to explore this underground ruin together."

Miss Sharron looked up at Klein, and after a long while, she nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)