Lord of the Mysteries

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In the exhibition hall where Russell’s diary was placed, the members of the two “Mechanical Hearts” squad suddenly heard a sigh of silence.

At the same time, they looked sideways and looked at the seals on the glass showcase.

In the scaled down museum model, a gray dot is flashing.

"There was an inanimate item in the nearest washroom." One of the players made a clear judgment.

The other player relaxed a little, frowned, and said in a guessing tone:

"The dead leaves that the wind blows in?"

"It is possible." The first member of the team opened his head and said, "Let's let the passing security personnel check it again and confirm the situation. The captain let us stay here, no matter what happens, don't leave, especially not Leave alone alone."

If they are in the most urgent situation, they can evacuate with the Russell Diary.

"Good." His companions had no objection to this.

............

In the office area on the second floor of the museum, Klein is like a floating wandering soul, passing through one wall after another, flying directly above the recovery study.

However, he did not fly too fast, always sensing the fire downstairs and calculating the distance.

When the straight line length between the two points was close to 30 meters, he raised his illusory and transparent right hand and made a silent voice.

On the first floor of the washroom, the box of matches burst open, giving a small bang.

Then, the red flames ignited, lit up the paper towel, lit the pot, and lit the isolation door of the wooden structure.

This raging fire has not spread for a while, but the momentum is amazing enough.

In the vicinity, the security personnel who heard the sound immediately rushed to the position, and in the exhibition hall that monitored the whole situation on the first floor, the two "Mechanical Heart" team members also saw the flame in the "model", subconsciously To get there, it is both trying to extinguish the fire and preparing to arrest the mess.

However, they just stopped two steps and stopped, remembering the captain’s instructions:

No matter what happens, don't leave this exhibition hall and leave the Russell Diary!

They looked at each other and looked at the two entrances of the exhibition hall with caution, quietly taking out their own extraordinary weapons.

- As the extraordinary of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, they never lack equipment.

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At this time, Max Levimore, who was carrying a lantern to patrol the different exhibition halls on the first floor, also noticed the movement, and rushed to the exhibition hall where Russell's diary was in the mood.

The priority for ensuring item safety is higher than catching the sneak!

Moreover, Max believes that no matter what purpose the other party has, as long as it enters the first floor of the house affected by the seal, it is not so easy to leave in the exhibition halls!

If there is a lack of help outside, the intruder will even be trapped here!

And even if there is a helper, it will take a short time to break the effect.

"Once you come in, you are the prey of the trap!" Max Levimore ran fast, passed through the exhibition hall, and finally saw the two companions.

At this time, Klein on the second floor of the museum has penetrated the door and wall according to the layout in memory, and came to the top of the restoration study.

He was not in a hurry to follow up, but first looked down at the bottom.

Because the slate was relatively thick, Klein could not obscure whether there was a gas field and emotional color below. He could only open his arms and fall forward, and slammed into the ground silently.

His illusory and transparent figure was quickly blurred and integrated into the floor.

............

On the ceiling of the first floor, which was hung with a huge crystal chandelier, it suddenly highlighted a face that was almost invisible and vague.

This strange face overlooks the exhibition hall, and the eyes rotate continuously, and the scenes in all corners of the area are stored in the line of sight.

There were no extraordinary people, no security guards... Klein muttered, and the whole figure penetrated the ceiling, and the half-flying half-speed fell to the Russell desk that covered the glass.

He glanced at him and did not hesitate to extend both hands at the same time, grabbing the bookmarks in the "Creative Manuscript" and the bookmarks like a child's graffiti.

He is a scene that prevents powerful and extraordinary people from going back to here with wonderful means, so it is necessary to show that they don't know which bookmark is abnormal, so that the investigator can't suspect that only one bookmark has been touched. "Miss.

The spirits that received the Aziz copper whistle blessed through the glass cover, holding the two bookmarks steadily, and then wrapped them in the spirit.

After doing this, Klein was so determined that there was no longer any obvious embarrassment and tension.

He extended his hands again and grabbed the other bookmarks.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The loud and screaming baby shouts suddenly echoed in the exhibition hall.

It is such an illusion, as it comes from far and far.

Klein’s body was stiff and stiff, like the lake’s ultra-low temperature, and there was a clear freeze.

He is in a state of spirituality and seems to be frozen!

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Along with the bursts of baby crying, there were black crevices that surrounded the Klein, like a discontinuous iron fence.

Just in a flash, one of the black slits cracked open, inside is a bloodshot eyeball, the center of the eye is a deep pupil, where the white-like bugs are constantly crawling and crawling.

One, two, three... those black slits were opened one after another, one after another, the eyeballs were highlighted in the air, they were dense, indifferent and mercilessly watching Klein.

As they emerged, everything around them solidified, and even the illusory spirit could not penetrate.

It is even difficult for Klein to sense the existence of the spiritual world. It is difficult to see the transparent figure of different shapes in infinite heights. It is difficult to see the different colors, and there are many clear brilliances of knowledge.

"Why do you only take bookmarks?" A soft but unfeeling female voice was introduced into Klein's ear.

He stood still in the same place, only to see that there was a two-story, high-rise bookcase that was fast against the ceiling, with stairs and passages surrounding a book.

Among them, the topmost step sits on the road covered by darkness.

The figure's feet in black leather boots hang down, leaning against the wooden stairs, hanging in the air.

I was completely unaware of her existence... Is this the strongest of the "mechanical heart"? No, maybe a high sequence strong! When the thoughts flashed, Klein didn't answer, and narrowed his eyes.

“Why are you only taking bookmarks? Where do you know where to bookmark?”

The figure asked again, the softness was a bit harsher, and the **** eyeball around it quickly expanded, seemingly to occupy the entire space.

Her voice did not fall, and Klein painted a greasy face, suddenly showing a big smile.

His illusory, almost transparent figure disappeared instantly, I don't know where to go!

Even the Azick copper whistle and two bookmarks wrapped in his body are gone!

............

Above the fog, in the majestic ancient palace.

Klein’s figure emerged at the top of the mottled long table.

He leaned back against the back of the chair and chuckled a bit:

"Fortunately, I am prepared."

His spiritual state is not its extraordinary power, it does not come from the mutual transformation of the flesh and the spirit. This is the product of calling yourself and responding to your own ritual.

The power of this ritual stems from the mysterious space above the fog, which stems from its speciality!

Therefore, as long as Klein succeeds, he does not need to try to escape. If he directly ends the call, he will return to the fog and then return to the flesh in the real world from here.

Because this space above the fog can block the power of the gods such as "eternal yang" and "real creator", Klein believes that the suspension of the summons will not be interrupted without the interference of the gods!

As long as the other party does not kill his spirit or directly stun him, Klein will be sure to escape!

This is why he did not want to become a spiritual body and then "long distance", the interval is too long, too many variables.

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The light and dark blushing light outside the window, the woman sitting at the top of the ladder between the bookshelves, looked at the desk in silence, looking at the location where Klein was originally, the crying of the baby around and the one only The eyeball has disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, the top of the ladder was suddenly empty, like no one has ever been there.

In the exhibition hall where Russell’s diary was stored, Max Levimore told the two players:

"You are guarding here, I am going to find the guy who sneaked in."

"He must have been trapped somewhere on the first floor by the power of the seal!"

While speaking, he looked at the seal and looked at the "model" on the first floor of the museum. He wanted to find the red dot belonging to the intruder and quickly locked the opponent's position.

However, he looked at it again and counted it, but he did not feel right.

The number of people has not increased at all!

"This..." Max Levimore stiffened in place.

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18 King's Road, the storage room of a wealthy businessman.

Klein’s eyes regained their brilliance, and the corners of their mouths rose a little.

He left the bookmarks and the Aziz copper whistle on the fog, saving time and returning to the body.

After extinguishing the candle and ending the ceremony, Klein took care of the scene and used the specially formulated syrup to remove the taste of the essential oil from the sacred powder and the ritual.

After doing all this, he dismissed the wall of spirituality and let the winds of Hoo Rang blow away the remaining traces.

Then, he took out the "master key" and went through a house to take a rental carriage in the distance.

With a cane to determine the direction, so as not to get lost back to the Kingdom Museum or go to a church, Klein began to move quickly, constantly using the "master key" to open the door.

In this way, I walked straight for a while, and suddenly he was somewhat uncertain about his position.

Um... Go out again in two houses. If you are no longer on King’s Road, look for a rental carriage, or, then, divination? Go home and study the "Big Card" immediately! Klein quickly decided to put the brass color, the quaint key on the wall, and gently twist it.

The invisible water rippled and he came to the next door of the townhouse.

At this time, his nose was pumped and he smelled a strong **** smell.

Strong **** taste! Klein frowned, looked up and saw a lady in the living room.

The lady’s expression was full of pain, and there was a big wound in the abdomen, and the internal organs seemed to have disappeared.

At the same time, Klein heard the sound of "荷荷荷".