Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 56 "The Clown"

Angel stared blankly at the open space downstairs.

Although it was chaotic just now, the situation was still clear. The battlefield is now in a mess.

Riel Bieber, who was more than two meters tall and estimated to weigh more than [-] kilograms, was blown apart after Lolotta took out the Antigonus notebook. His distorted body was more thoroughly shredded than the "dock worker" torn apart by it. Numerous pieces of meat, internal organs and mucus swept everyone on the field with the turbulent shock wave.

The tuxedo clown who tried to snatch the notes faced the explosion and was instantly knocked into the air, but it was a burning paper man that flew across the battlefield and hit the warehouse wall. Under the flames, the clown disappeared without a trace.

The other Nighthawks didn't feel well either.

In order to control Riel Bieber, Dunn was also very close. He was blown away by the shock wave more than ten meters away, his head hit the wooden box beside him, his body twitched and he fell down.

Lolota and Borgia were in the same direction, and landed at the same location. Lolota was seriously injured by Riel Bieber's silent howl, and then forcibly used her ability to find the monster's weakness and regained Antigonus' notes.Borgia was slightly better, lying beside Lolotta, moaning and shaking his arms, unconsciously fumbling for something in his pocket.

Leonard's situation was the worst. When he tried to control Riel Bieber through the Midnight Poet's ability, he was injured by the howling, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground.

Klein was the furthest away from the center of the explosion, and he didn't seem to have suffered much damage. At this moment, he got up from the ground, shaking his head in an attempt to stay awake.

Quickly assessing the situation on the field, Angel jumped from the roof, and landed slowly with the help of the assassin's "lightness", preparing to help Leonard who was the most injured first.

She didn't forget the tuxedo clown who escaped, but this wild Extraordinary with top-notch escape skills should also be injured at this time, and didn't immediately appear to snatch Antigonus' notes.

By the way, notes...

She glanced across the ground full of broken pieces of meat and internal organs, and found that the ancient and mysterious notebook, which was stained with Rhyl Bieber's body fluids, was lying quietly next to an arm that was torn apart and gnawed by a dog.

Is that from "The Dockers," or from "Rael Bieber"?

Suppressing the surging desire to vomit in his heart, Angel turned his gaze to Klein who was still standing aside, and said to Klein who seemed to be stupefied, "Klein, protect your notes. I'll check on Leonard's situation. He..."

Klein, who was covered in dust in his windbreaker and a tattered top hat, was standing motionless, his eyes glazed over, his feet twisted in a strange posture, as if the pause button was pressed in the middle of a tap dance.

Is it...

She saw Sealed Artifact 2-049. The iron box containing the Antigonus puppet fell at Klein's feet, not even a meter away. Perhaps due to Dunn's shooting before and the shocking explosion of Riel Bieber at the end, the box had already broken a large crack. The puppet's small hands wrapped in tan cloth strips were grasping on the crack, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes inside to peek out.

Klein was controlled by 2-049?How long has it been?
Angel bit her lip in frustration. When she looked down from a height just now, she mistakenly thought that Klein was blinded by the shock wave generated by the explosion. She didn't expect this unlucky guy to enter the effective range of five meters directly because of 2-049 being blown to his side, and was controlled by negative effects.

The only question now is, is there still time to save him?

Regardless of helping the seriously injured Leonard, Angel walked directly towards Klein, who had entered a completely stagnant state, and stopped about six meters away from 2-049, about five meters away from Klein.

She still remembers the changes that Sealed Artifact 2-049 experienced after feeling the breath of the descendants of the Antigonus family in Riel Bieber's home. At this time, in a place full of Riel Bieber's "breath", 2-049 is undoubtedly still in a state of mania, which means that it can control two targets at the same time.

Although he is eager to save people, it is meaningless to put himself in it. Now he is the only person present with the ability to move. If he rashly walks into the effective range of the sealed item, he may become the second victim before he can save Klein.For now, the only way is to find a stick beyond the range of influence of 2-049, and poke Klein's body to wake him up.

No, besides myself, there was also that tuxedo clown...

Thinking of this, she seemed to hear the sound of secret and slow footsteps.

But besides himself standing there and Klein whose whole body was stiff, there was no third person standing around.

It seems that the tuxedo clown has used his ability to hide himself again, is he going to kill her?Or deal with Klein who is like a living target?
Angel held the gun in one hand, his mind turned sharply, and his eyes swept towards the direction of the footsteps.

The notes are the notes of the Antigonus family!

The notebook on the ground that Lolotta took out from Riel Bieber's body caught her attention. The clown in the tuxedo seemed to provoke and interfere with the Nighthawks' operations aimlessly, but his purpose had always been this notebook.

At this time, she only regretted that she didn't stay up all night to make a few "Phantom Phosphorus Eruptions". If she had brought this special bullet to deal with invisible enemies, she would not have fallen into the current passive situation at all.

It's a pity that it's useless to regret now, she can only follow the general direction of the footsteps and the connection of the notes, and shoot two bursts according to her intuition.

"Bang! Bang!"

Unsurprisingly, this kind of blind shooting has no chance of hitting at all, but these two shots successfully stopped the invisible clown. Angel seized this moment and rushed to the Antigonus notebook, ignoring the disgusting red and yellow slime on the cover, and grabbed it in his hand.

Less than five meters in front of her, the air seemed to be distorted by heat, and like an invisible curtain being lifted, the thin figure of the clown in a tuxedo appeared.

Calling him a clown in a tuxedo is no longer appropriate, he is like a beggar who picked up worn out clothes. The black formal suit that he was wearing for a high-end dinner party has been torn full of gaps by the explosion just now, and one sleeve is missing, revealing a close-fitting white shirt with blood oozing from it.The silk top hat was thrown somewhere, and the clown paint on the face was also mixed with blood. At this time, the corners of the mouth of this face were depressed, full of anger, and the eyes emphasized by the red paint were staring at Angel.

Snapped!
The clown snapped his fingers, and invisible bullets were generated, firing at the same speed as the physical bullets.

Having seen the opponent's methods, Angel, who had been prepared for a long time, rolled on the spot to avoid the attack of the "air bullet", and raised his gun with his backhand to fight back.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One shot after another, Angel finally realized the helplessness of the Nighthawks who fought with the clown before. Even if the distance was less than ten meters, the clown could still twist his body or bounce and change directions, perfectly dodging the bullets shot at him.

Is it the speed of reaction?Or was it the special ability that the potion gave him?
Fortunately, the deterrence of the firearm made the clown dare not continue to pursue him. He bypassed the effective range of 2-049 and drew an arc away from Angel.

Does he know the effect of the sealed item?
Angel looked at the clown's movement path in doubt, and left his position at the moment the clown snapped his fingers to return the invisible bullet, avoiding the fatal blow.

"Crack!"

The trigger fired, and Angel, who ran out of bullets, still didn't hurt the nimble clown. She couldn't reload with the note in one hand, so she could only throw down the empty gun and took out a spare pistol from her armpit. But this delay, the clown had already circled behind Klein along the range of influence of 2-049.

"Tut tsk tsk," the clown who had the cover was no longer silent, and opened his mouth to say the first sentence of the day: "Stop doing these meaningless things, don't you want to quickly rescue your companion? In two or three minutes, he will never wake up."

At this time, the two centered on Klein, who was in a stagnant state, and stood in a straight line around the effective range of 2-049. Ten meters away, Angel tried to avoid Klein, but the other party was very alert, and immediately made corresponding movements simultaneously, hiding behind Klein.

Like cowboys dueling with guns, the two walked around Klein step by step, constantly adjusting their positions, looking for opportunities.

"My mission is only that notebook. If you throw it to me, I'll leave immediately." The clown's slightly shrill voice drifted in the direction of the wind, "You still have plenty of time to save him, it's a last resort, and your superior won't blame you."

"How can you guarantee that you won't kill us after you get the notes?"

Angel asked slowly with a hesitant expression. He kept moving his feet, trying to move left and right to find a shooting area that could bypass Klein and hit the opponent.

"I can't guarantee this, but I can guarantee another point. If you don't hand over the notes immediately, I will kill this idiot first, and then I will have a 'fair duel' with you."

The clown reached over his head with one hand to support the top hat, and snapped his fingers with the other. The invisible bullet made a shallow pit under Klein's feet. Unfortunately, the missing top hat made him feel empty, making this deliberately handsome gesture even more comical.

No, this position can only be hit at most, and with his vigilance, it is almost impossible to hit...

Angel watched the clown's hands and feet sticking out behind Klein from time to time, and tried to shoot several times, but couldn't find a good chance.

If anyone else can help...

"If you kill him, I'll throw the note next to the box right away, so you don't even think about getting it." While perfunctory to the clown, Angel turned his gaze around. Several injured Nighthawks were either unconscious or moaning, and no one could provide immediate support.

At this moment, she noticed that Klein's lifeless eyes seemed to have recovered, and he blinked at Angel.

Can people affected by 2-049 still blink?
When she was puzzled, Klein twitched the corner of his mouth again, as if he was afraid that the clown behind him would notice that the movement was very small, but Angel, who was observing carefully, still noticed it.

Has he already gotten rid of the negative effects?

Although I don't know how Klein did it, this is undoubtedly the best way to break the deadlock.

"How about this, I'll throw the note at his feet first, you help me rescue him, and then leave with the note." In order to prevent the clown from finding out that Klein had woken up, Angel casually made a suggestion to attract the other party's attention.

"Do you take me for a fool? If you dare to do that, I'll punch a hole in his head right away."

The clown seemed to be enraged, he raised his right hand, pinched his thumb and middle finger together, as if to fire an invisible bullet.

Klein, who had his back turned to him, blinked again at this moment, and then turned his eyes to his feet.

He is indicating the use of Sealed Artifact 2-049!

Angel reacted and didn't hesitate any longer. With a flick of his left hand holding the note, he threw the Antigonus note at Klein's feet... 2-049.

Klein also bent over and squatted at the same time, avoiding the invisible bullet shot at him by the enraged clown.

Snapped!
"boom!"

The snapping of fingers and the firing of the revolver sounded at the same time, and invisible and solid bullets flew over Klein's head at the same time. The former passed over Angel's left shoulder, which was dodging sideways, and left a bloodstain through the windbreaker. The latter penetrated the clown's right chest, creating an ugly wound that ran through the front and rear.

This guy!
How did he wake up?

The clown's eyes widened and he was terrified. He didn't care about continuing to attack the two of them. He covered the wound on his chest with one hand and wiped it on his shoulder, wiping away the fatal wound like a stain. A bloody wound appeared on his shoulder.

The other hand squeezed the two fingers together and snapped the fingers, and there seemed to be flames gushing out between the fingers.

The mission failed, now I can only...can... escape...

His fast-running thinking suddenly became sluggish and sluggish, his joints were filled with glue, and it was difficult to move. In his sight, the flames that jumped out from his fingers burned and disappeared, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.

It's...Anti...Brother...

The only eyeball that could still move turned to his feet, and the iron box that was still a few meters away had appeared beside him. In the crack, pure black eyes without pupils were looking at him.

(End of this chapter)