Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 185 Klein: I surrender! (3K)

Emperor Russell said it well, bragging is fun for a while, and bragging is always fun.

Mr. "Fool" couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed at this moment.

However, even though it was bragging, Klein also maintained considerable restraint and did not say anything "saucy" all at once.

This guy who has made great achievements in mysticism did not mention the honorable names of any gods. Secondly, he just said some flowery words that were specious, confusing and difficult to understand.

The main thing is a scam.

As for whether there will really be such a god, Klein is not worried.

Because, even if his honorable name of Mr. Fool is translated, it can barely be related to these "saucy words".

And I will not dislike myself.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Klein stopped talking and used the cover of his robe to successfully take out a sleeping charm and a thin gold piece from the inner pocket of his pocket.

What a madman.
This strange scene gave Mr. Clown a chill in his heart, and he made up his mind not to wait for a better opportunity.

This does not mean that he has lost his mind, but that he tends to get into trouble when it comes to issues related to the "lord". This is also a characteristic shared by the madmen in the Aurora Society.

As a cautious night watcher, how could he carry out this mission without making any preparations!

That was the cross pendant held in Mr. Z's hand. This pendant seemed to have a will of its own, exuding powerful pollution, infecting the body and soul of the successor to Origin Castle.

The living room, which was not very bright, was actually eerily silent at this moment, as if something was being suppressed and accumulating inside the room.

As for how to kill the opponent and explain the inexplicable appearance of high-level spells to the captain and the others, that was a matter for another day.

'He is at least a Sequence 6, or a Sequence 5 shepherd. The frost just now is probably the soul of the Beyonder that he is grazing, or a magical item of some kind.'

Normal people can tell at a glance that this is a trick to fool themselves, but for this cultist whose sanity has obviously declined, it is not so easy to figure it out.

Mr. Z stood there in confusion. As a hidden madman, he had also experienced the secret pollution of the original will. His IQ at this time made even "The Fool" worry about him.

"Hahaha, Lord, I am guilty!!!"

The gentleman muttered something, trying to use his own knowledge and the great voice he heard to defend and loudly refute.

Suddenly, the divine messenger let out a maniacal laugh, and then knelt down on the ground, praying and repenting, completely ignoring Klein Moretti, who was staring at him cautiously.

His head hurt, his limbs were numb, and the call of a great being appeared in his ears, and his eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

As the saying goes, take advantage of his illness and kill him!
The opponent's completely undefended state is a good time for a sneak attack!

This is a magical spell that is enough to kill a demigod. This is a very important trump card in addition to the "0" level sealed object on his body.

The muscles of the young Nighthawk's body were tense, thoughts flashed through his mind, and he moved quietly, trying to find an opportunity to kill with one strike.

"No, no, the Lord can do it, no, the Lord can't do it."

"Abba."

Just when Klein was pinching a thin piece of gold, swinging his arms on his back, loosening his fingers, and chanting "sun" in the ancient Hermes language, his eyes swayed, and bursts of sounds appeared in his ears. The buzzing, blurted incantations turned into muffled cerebral palsy sounds.

However, Mr. Clown did not act rashly, because the cultists on the opposite side were obviously more than Sequence Eight. Combined with the information freely shared by Little Sun from the Tarot Club, Klein had already made an inference in his mind.

This golden piece is the Sun Talisman he made using the blood of the Eternal Fierce Sun.

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At this moment, just when Klein was so eroded that he was unable to move and was about to lose control, the murmurs from unknown sources suddenly appeared in his ears again.

This was the illusory murmur he heard after taking the potion. Klein itself regarded it as a scourge and a sign that he was about to lose control.

However, at this moment, this illusory murmur came in such a timely manner, like Mr. Clown's last life-saving straw, it magically suppressed part of the strange pollution that was eroding him and seemed to give him another personality.

"sun!"

The ancient Hermes language that was still not clear enough resounded in the room. Klein relied on the experience he had every time he entered the gray mist. Amid the sharp and illusory murmurs that gave him a splitting headache, he used all his strength to throw He took out the thin piece of gold in his hand.

The Yanyang Talisman circulated in mid-air, emitting a blazing light.

This light changed from weak to strong, and instantly enveloped Mr. Z, who was mentally abnormal. Silently, a violent light burst out, and actually formed a hot, golden light at the position of Mr. Divine Envoy. ball.

This blazing temperature, this purifying power from the blood of the Eternal Fierce Sun, instantly evaporated the Aurora Envoy of Sequence Six out of thin air without even a single scream.

Under the golden light, the floor, walls, and ceiling near Mr. Z were instantly melted to create a huge cavity. Outside, the sun suddenly shone dozens of meters nearby, causing the temperature near the single-family house to rise a lot.

This is the power from the gods, this is the purification from the sun!
The young Nighthawk knelt on the ground, panting violently, using meditation techniques to suppress the increasingly intense calls and the illusory murmurs in his mind that affected his state. He struggled to get up, not caring to glance around, and skillfully walked four steps backwards, chanted the mantras such as "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", and landed on the gray mist in the midst of illusory murmurs.

However, just when Klein's spiritual body entered Source Castle, the strange pollution that affected him actually wanted to sneak in with him.

But at this moment, the faint blue light ball that Nighthawk had kept close to him flickered slightly, causing the strange pollution to travel a certain distance out of thin air. In the end, it failed to follow and "regrettably" dissipated under the firewall of Source Castle.

"What it is!?"

Mr. Fool's scalp instantly went numb after seeing this scene. He didn't expect that there were weird things that even the gray mist couldn't solve.

You know, this is the gray mist that allows him to divine the eternal blazing sun and shields him from tracking. It is the warm little nest of his fool in the "different world".

'Fortunately, fortunately, I carry the Sealed Artifact that Ron lent me with me, but that Sealed Artifact still has this function. Why didn't I divine it before? '

'However, the fact that I was able to hold on for so long just now probably has something to do with the passive effect of this sealed object.'

'Although that little brat is tough-talking and saves face, he is still very generous with his actions.'

"The Fool" Klein slumped on the back of a bronze chair, meditating on layers of light balls in his head, suppressing the intense heartbeat caused by the intense stimulation just now.

'That Connor Patterson is undoubtedly a member of the Aurora Society, but what the hell is the Original Creator? Could it be that the two evil gods, the Original Witch and the True Creator, have joined forces? '

'Why does the other party appear here, and it seems that his target is me. '

'Gan, no way, am I so handsome that even the original witch has taken a liking to me? Even a fool can't handle this.'

As his thoughts drifted in the gray mist, Klein shook his head violently, denying his guess.

He believed in another judgment of his own more than this far-fetched conjecture.

'Could it be a coincidence? '

That may be true or false, misty, hidden in every little thing, a coincidence that has not appeared for a long time recently!
The person who created the coincidence seemed to be very keen on killing him. The experience of being attracted by the witch last time was still vivid in his mind. If it hadn't been for Ron, if it hadn't been for the gray mist space that made him realize that something was wrong with the other party.

Then he might actually go to the appointment and "learn history" with Mrs. Sharon in the room.

Even if he resists the temptation and refuses to "study history" with Mrs. Sharon, the witch who is not in the right state will probably throw him on the bed and force him to study.

After studying to the point of exhaustion, running out of ammunition, and dying stiffly, this is an outcome that Klein can definitely predict.

Thinking back to this, thinking back to that fragrant scene and Mrs. Sharon's vacuum skirt, Mr. Fool's cheek instantly turned red.

'That's a man! ! ! '

Taking a deep breath, Klein used meditation to suppress his chaotic thoughts, warning himself in his heart not to go astray.

Everything that just happened seemed normal, but looking back from the results, many problems can be found.

He also used the gray mist, the sealed object given by Ron, and the demigod-level Yanyang Talisman to break this near-death situation.

And these are not things that an ordinary Nighthawk should have, so excluding these "plug-ins", this carefully planned trap is enough to kill him hundreds of times.

'The goal of that member of the Aurora Society was too obvious. He came just for me. My identity as a Nighthawk was not exposed. '

'If this is the case, the level of the guy who created the coincidence has improved a lot. What on earth did he want to do? Because I noticed him, he wanted to kill me impatiently? '

'Wait, if the other party can create a coincidence, then my current body in reality'

When "The Fool" Klein thought of this, he instantly wrapped himself in spirituality, simulating the feeling of falling, and quickly returned to the real world.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a sight that made his heart sink. He saw that the flames that had been burning due to the high temperature had been extinguished.

In front of Mr. Clown, there were two strong men holding revolvers and pointing at him warily.

Klein watched this scene, and just as he was about to use the clown's extraordinary ability to deceive the other party with a fake move, he suddenly felt something cold pressing against the back of his head.

"Put your hands out from under your robe and raise them above your head. If you do anything abnormal, I will blow your head off!"

Threatening words came from behind, and Mr. Clown saw the next scene with the help of a premonition of danger. He no longer hesitated, immediately raised his hands, and once again made the choice to follow his heart.

"I surrender!"

Klein said this and threw the silver sleeping charm in his hand to the ground.

(End of this chapter)