Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 150 Tingen’s story is over
Where will they be? !

Seeing this line of words, Ince Zangwill's pupils shrank. He felt the early warning of his spiritual intuition. He subconsciously retracted his hand and stepped back quickly, but it was already too late.

Between him and Klein, a gap suddenly appeared where 008 wrote which line. This gap was filled with various colors. The red ones were redder, the yellow ones were yellower, and the white ones were whiter. The layers of multiple colors depict a strange scene like an oil painting.

And in this gap, a hand with slightly darker skin color, slender knuckles, and neat cuffs suddenly stretched out, and gently pressed in the direction of Ince Zangwill.

Ince Zangwill, who was wearing a black double-breasted gown, was obviously blind in one eye, his eyes were dark blue and almost black, his facial features were like sculptures, without any wrinkles, and he had short dark blond hair, and he was quickly retreating. , and at the same time turned his head to look this way.

While pressing down with that hand, his retreating movement suddenly froze, like an uncontrollable puppet. He stiffly bent his back under Klein's surprised gaze, with mixed fear and fear on his face. With an expression of unwillingness and resentment, he faced the direction of the slightly darker-skinned palm and prostrated deeply, kneeling on the ground in an awkward and stiff posture.

Most of Klein's spirit body had already been pulled out by Ince Zangwill's forceful grip just now. At this moment, the entire spirit body was almost separated from the body, floating above his stiff and pale body, but now it was in this hand. With that press, it retracted a lot.

Klein looked at the hand in horror. Although the hand was not directed at him, he still felt an unimaginable majesty and terror from this hand.

But why does this hand still look familiar?
The next moment, in his eyes that gradually widened, two familiar figures walked out of the crack superimposed with numerous colors and came to his side.

One of the figures was tall, with slightly curly flaxen hair reaching to his ankles. He was wearing a snow-white cloak. He had a pair of slightly narrow blue eyes with slightly raised ends. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at him and smiled. Suddenly, it was Su Ya.

The other figure was the owner of the hand that saved his life. The man was of medium build, with bronze skin. He was wearing a long black dress and a half-high silk hat. He had a pair of brown eyes that revealed the vicissitudes of life. His facial features are quite soft, and there is a small black mole under his right ear.

"Mr. Azik?! Suya!" Klein was stunned for a moment, then shouted with joy.

My dear fellow, you are finally here. If you don’t come, I will be killed again by Ince Zangwill!But are you so reckless?Teleport directly to the underground of the Church of Night. This place is only one step away from Chanis Gate.

Most of the spirit bodies were still floating above his body. Klein, who was half-overlapping them, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in his heart.

"Kline, are you playing spiritual Jenga?" Suya silently glanced at Klein's current state, and also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He put away the "Apocalypse of the Night" that he had just been holding in his hand, and was in a mood to tease Klein.

Originally, he and Mr. Azik planned to teleport to Zotland Street and then walk in. However, during the process of traveling through the spiritual world, when they were about to arrive, Suya's spiritual intuition suddenly moved, which made him feel that he should directly communicate with Azik. Zick teleported to the underground together.

He followed the guidance of his spiritual intuition and asked Mr. Azik to change his original destination.

Of course, because it is really unreliable to teleport directly to the underground of the Church of the Night - that is the headquarters of the Nighthawks, and there must have been some ceremony arranged before Chanis Gate.

So Su Yasi thought about it, and finally silently recited the honorific and real names of the goddess of the night in his heart, and held in his hand the "Apocalypse of the Night" that Archbishop Saint Anthony gave him.

Perhaps it was because of the acquiescence of the goddess of the night, perhaps with the help of 008, or perhaps because the seal underground at the Tingen Nighthawks headquarters had been partially destroyed by Ince Zangwill. In short, he and Mr. Azik successfully teleported to The most suitable location and arrived just in time before Klein was killed by Ince Zangwill.

But why am I suddenly able to look directly at Klein's spirit body?Didn’t you feel like you were being stabbed blind every time you took another look?

Is this one of the consequences of restarting?
Su Ya looked at Klein's overlapping states with some confusion, and a question mark arose in his heart.

"Ince Zangwill is the gatekeeper of Sequence 5. I can resist him only if I can resist him, Mr. Stickman." Klein's spirit body rolled its eyes and said helplessly.

"I think you are in good condition now, and you still want to joke with me." Su Ya glanced at him and said with a smile.

He didn't pay attention to how Mr. Azik, who was looking at Ince Zangwill with a cold face, was going to deal with this guy, nor did he pay attention to the ferocious face and rich smell on Ince Zangwill's forced lowered head. Unwilling to do so.

Suya glanced at Klein's spirit body and determined that there was nothing he could do about his situation. He could only shake his head and prepare to ask Mr. Azik what he wanted to do later.

He turned around and looked at the classical quill that had been floating peacefully only an inch above the ground since he and Azik arrived.

"Alsuhod's Pen, our first meeting, I think you have already made a decision." Suya raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He bent down slightly and stretched out his hand to the quill from a few steps away. .

Alsuhod's pen spun around half a circle, then jumped up lightly, leaped into Suya's palm, and made a tick on his palm.

"Then, happy cooperation."

"I will follow my promise and take you to find the back-upon of the Dragon of Fantasy and the legendary 'City of Miracles' Lisiweide." Suya looked at the quill in his palm with a satisfied smile on his lips. He solemnly promised again.

The classical quill moved when he heard the words. It gently floated out of Su Ya's open palm and landed on his snow-white cuffs, leaving a line of words:

"It's Levished."

Ah, Su Ya blinked, silently held the quill, put it into the special pocket on his shirt, coughed slightly and nodded, "Yes, I understand, Levished."

"Poof!" Klein, who had been watching this scene, couldn't help but laugh, and received a threatening look from Su Ya.

Klein ignored his look. His laughing spirit body shook and almost completely separated from his body again. He was so frightened that he had to stop laughing immediately and could only give Su Ya a look to express ridicule.

My dear fellow, you have today too!
Thinking of the bitter experience of being fooled by Su Ya with various Riddler behaviors, Klein wanted to imitate Emperor Russell and write a diary to record the incident.Su Ya silently glanced at Klein and touched the pocket of his windbreaker. He was a little regretful that he didn't bring his camera with him before going out today in preparation for the battle. However, he already remembered Klein's current appearance. When he goes back, he can find someone powerful. The artist drew it and put it into the "Path of Fools" collection he had prepared, and later showed it to Klein together when the showdown came.

Hmm. It must be able to stimulate the humanity of the future Mr. Fool.

Azik, who was facing the prostrate Ince Zangwill, noticed their noisy movements and glanced over helplessly. The cold expression on his face could not help but melt a little.

Azik glanced at Klein's shaking spirit body and frowned slightly. When he turned to Ince Zangwill, his expression had returned to a cold expression.

"The child's ashes are on you?" Azik raised his hand and pressed the silk hat on his head, and walked slowly and slowly towards Ince Zangwill, who was kneeling on the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps, he stopped in front of Ince Zangwill, and said in a low voice:

"Give him to me."

Ince Zangwill's forehead was firmly pressed against the ground, gritting his teeth and trying to resist Azik's order, but his body refused to obey and moved on its own. From the inside of his black clergy robe, He took out a small and exquisite box from his pocket, held it stiffly with both hands, handed it to the front, and handed it to Azik.

And during this process, even though Ince Zangwill's face was almost distorted, and he even wanted to curse, it was to no avail. He could only watch as he obeyed obediently like Azik's most loyal and humble servant. Follow his orders.

Azik stared at it for a few seconds, closed his eyes, and then gently took the box. He gently stroked the surface of the box and looked at it tenderly with a sad and nostalgic look. After a while, Then he sighed and carefully put the box into his formal pocket.

Suddenly, a terrifying, deep and indescribable feeling of superiority spread out from him. The light source in the entire underground dimmed for a moment, and several spirits that originally belonged to Ince Zangwill suddenly appeared from the void. , fell to the ground, clung to the ground, lowered his head, and seemed to only dare to look directly at his leather boots.

The main bearer of this majesty, Ince Zangwill, was now suppressed and lying on the ground, unable to move even a finger.

Klein, who was still complaining to Suya, was floating on his body, watching this scene from a distance. He looked at Mr. Azik's back and this strange scene, and opened his mouth. , but said nothing.

"Remember what I told you before?" Su Ya glanced at him and explained softly.

"In the 'Reaper' pathway, the high-ranking person has a strong ability to suppress the low-ranking person."

"This kind of suppression is close to domination." Suya looked at Mr. Azik, who was standing there quietly and seemed to have made no other movements, but had left Ince Zangwill powerless to resist, and sighed:
“Even if they reach high-sequences, Extraordinaries of the ‘Death’ path often find it difficult to resist the dominance of higher-sequence Extraordinaries.

"It's a relatively sad path."

I remember that you mentioned it to me before, but I didn't expect that even Ince Zangwill, who is a Sequence 5, would be so vulnerable in front of Mr. Azik.

Klein nodded slightly, indicating that he remembered this matter. He could only describe Ince Zangwill at this time as fragile.

Thinking of Cornley and Ms. Siga Theon who were vulnerable in front of Ince, and thinking of the sacrificed internal watcher, he felt a little complicated.

But is it because the captain knew this that he asked Cornley to come to assist Siga instead of the more experienced Frye?It is very possible that the church should be very aware of the characteristics of the 'Death' path.

Leonard wants to use the Sealed Artifact '2-105' to assist the captain in the battle. Although Cornley is the 'Sleepless One' in Sequence 9, he will definitely be suppressed when facing Ince, the 'Gatekeeper' in Sequence 5 of the Path of Death. Frye is more suitable.
If Fry were here, he would probably be unable to breathe under the pressure of two higher-level Extraordinaries of the same path. Klein sighed softly and did not look away. Instead, he looked at Ince without blinking. ·In the direction of Zangwill, I want to see the ending of this guy with my own eyes.

Azik glanced at Ince Zangwill, then at the spirits who were completely kneeling on the ground, and said nothing.

But the next moment, the spirits that originally belonged to Ince Zangwill suddenly floated up at the same time, rushing towards Ince Zangwill's body.

"Ah, no!"

Ince Zangwill screamed and was covered by these spirits. He wanted to resist and escape. His body trembled violently, as if angry and unwilling, but in the end he did not raise his head or do anything. He resisted, just keeping his forehead close to the ground and was counterattacked by these spirits.

During this process, Azik just watched quietly, and at the end he spoke slowly:

"This is retribution for offending the descendants of Death."

When he said this, his eyes were as cold as two inorganic glass beads, and there was no emotion in them. He was like the spokesperson of the God of Death in the world, with an aura of terror lingering all over his body.

"Mr. Azik?" Klein's confused voice and Suya's worried call sounded at the same time.

Azik was startled for a moment. He turned around and saw the two people standing together with the same worry on their faces, and their expressions instantly softened.

The cold divinity gradually faded from his eyes. Azik gently rubbed his temples, and without looking at the screaming Ince Zangwill behind him, he strode towards Klein and Suya. Come.

"Klein, your current condition is not very good. You need to find a solution immediately." Azik frowned slightly, reached out and touched Klein's shoulder, and said worriedly.

"Mr. Azik, you should have a way to solve Klein's problem, right?" Suya's eyes lit up and he asked immediately.

Hmm. Mr. Azik, as an angel with the same path, should be able to solve the problem caused by Ince?

(End of this chapter)