Lord of the Mysteries

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After the bright sunshine in the afternoon, Klein, who was stained with dust, quickly adjusted the firing position of the revolver, opened the corresponding device, and let himself enter the state of shooting the enemy at any time, so that the brass color of the gun body reflected A rogue-like glow.

He held the gun with one hand and stretched forward, alerting to possible changes around him.

At the same time, he was quite worried about Captain Dunn and Mr. Al-Hassen, who was wearing a gray confrontation trench coat, because they were all "nightmares", and they were better at secretly affecting the enemy. The positive confrontation did not know how to do it.

Just as Klein’s thoughts turned, Al Hasen took the initiative to slow down the pace of the front, and the expression became quiet and sad.

His mouth opened and he picked up a poem that made people feel peaceful and made people feel like they were at night:

"Every time the sun sinks in the West"

"Dew beads are adorned with dusk clothes"

"She is pale and pale like a moon."

"Or as the stars accompanying the moon"

"The evening primrose is moisturized at night."

“The elegant and delicate flower is blooming”

"Like the hermits to avoid the sun"

... (Note 1)

The snoring echoed, and Klein almost lost his feeling of tension and relaxed completely.

Fortunately, he had a similar experience, and was not in the direction of Al Hasen, so he quickly precipitated the spirit and confronted the influence of "poetry" with a semi-meditation state.

Huh... He secretly sighed and no longer doubted the positive fighting power of Dunn and Ayr.

It didn't take long for the promotion of the sequence of potions, but he just forgot that the "nightmare" of sequence 7 was advanced by the sequence 8 "Midnight Poet", which can fully retain the previous ability and has a small range. Improvement.

Klein’s impression of the “Midnight Poet” comes from Leonard Mitchell, knowing that this profession also inherits the speciality of “sleepless”, good at fighting, shooting, climbing and sensing, and also good at different styles. The Psalms have different influences on the surrounding creatures. Simply put, they are violent poets.

In the snoring of Al-Hassen, there were water ripples beside the piles of large wooden boxes, and a man wearing a black tuxedo and a half-high silk hat was born.

However, the man's face was painted with red, yellow and white oil paint, and painted the "clown" with high and high angles on both sides of the mouth. It formed an absurd and ridiculous contrast with the official dressing of the dinner.

Hey! The black Luo Luo, who was introduced as a sharpshooter, sprinted quickly, with a handgun and a fist in one hand. He took the tuxedo clown in a few steps.

The tuxedo clown seems to be influenced by the Al Hasson Psalm, the body is slightly shaken, the eyes are calm and safe, and there is no desire to resist.

Snapped! The black-haired lady Loro Tower slanted at the pace of boxing, throwing a fist at the arm and slamming into the face of the clown in the tuxedo.

boom!

The air exploded, and the tuxedo clown suddenly broke like a mirror, and it disappeared quickly and disappeared.

At this time, a few steps away from the darkness of the wooden box pile, the figure of the tuxedo clown quickly sketched and re-presented.

The guy who was affected just now is just a phantom! Just a show!

The tuxedo clown was as open as his mouth, and his smile was funny. He pressed his half-high hat with one hand and raised it with one hand, and slammed his finger.

Pong!

His fingertips sounded the fire of guns, and Luo Luota rushed to the left, tumbling continuously, and escaping.

However, nothing happened except the virtual gunshot.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Dunn and Ayr each raised their guns and shot them in a stable manner. The tuxedo was left and right when they were clowning, and when they retreated, they seemed to be performing acrobatics.

Suddenly, the lady of the dark woman, Luo Luota, did not know where it was rushing again. She was called the sharpshooter, and she still twisted her arms and swung the boxing enemy.

boom!

The tuxedo clown had no time to escape, lifted his left arm and blocked his fist.

Seeing that he paused, Dunn and Ayr did not hesitate to aim at each other and pulled the trigger.

At this moment, the swallowtail clown slammed the orange flame against the arm of Lolotta's fist.

But if you can get it, the flame will wrap the tuxedo clown and spread to the Luoluo Tower.

Pong! Pong! Dunn and Ayr's left-wheels fired separately and hit the flame.

The flame burned quickly, and soon only the black dust was flying, but the figure of the tuxedo clown appeared not far away, half hidden behind several wooden boxes stacked.

He raised his right hand and made another snap.

Pong!

In the virtual gunshots, Luo Luota suddenly stepped and did not make a splash. She had mud spattered in front of her body and bullet holes appeared.

This blow of the tuxedo clown is no longer an illusion!

False and false, true and false, it is hard to tell.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

The tuxedo clown even slammed the fingers, and when they were hiding, they shot with Dunn and Ayr.

Seeing such a scene, Luo Luota raised his eyes and raised the dark gold long tube revolver held by the left hand.

Pong!

The tuxedo clown slammed down and shunned a fatal blow. His half-high silk hat was flying backwards and fell on the dust with obvious bullet holes.

A few tumbling, he was as flexible as a curled-up climbed up on the stack of wooden boxes, slamming his fingers and firing an air bomb.

Al. Hassan stepped back a few steps, dropped the pistol, and started again:

"Her beauty is only open to the night."

"But the night is innocent to the beauty."

"It is completely blind to her love"

... (Note 1)

The tuxedo clown continually jumped between the wooden boxes, suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and looked at Ayr with a fixed funny smile.

He won't block his ears beforehand? The sequence of potions mastered by the secret will be strange... Kline looks far away and has some guesses in his heart.

His thoughts just flashed, and suddenly saw a figure appear on the top of the side warehouse, and quickly ran to the innermost side of Riel Bieber's hiding.

The figure was dressed in gray-white docker clothing, and his face seemed to be painted with red, yellow and white paint.

The tuxedo clown is responsible for leading the captains and others to take notes. Klein's thoughts floated, and the subconscious raised his right hand and shot at the silhouette of the roof.

He just had to aim and gave the amount of advancement, and the figure was suddenly smashed and turned into a turn.

Pong!

Klein did not accept the place to pull the trigger, I saw that the figure suddenly stunned, and there was a **** bloom on his body.

The figure glanced at this side with amazement, endured the pain and continued to rush to the warehouse on the innermost side.

Let's take a look at the gunmanship... Klein's mouth is pumping, and the trigger is triggered again. This time, the bullet hit the wooden roof next to the figure.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Leonard and Borgia fired separately, but they failed to hit the figure.

Klein wanted to vomit their shots as well as their own, but the fingers that pulled the trigger stopped there.

correct! Why stop him?

Was it not dangerous for me to divinate the warehouse? Let this guy go to the road and step on a thunder, isn't it good?

Leonard and the Borgia should also be the purpose...

During the flash of thought, Klein raised the barrel and hit the bird.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

In a few shots, the figure came to the roof of the innermost warehouse without any hindrance.

He slammed down, hit his elbow, and fell in with the broken roof.

Accompanied by this voice, the eyes of the black-haired lady Luo Luota suddenly became dark, and the left hand made a strange action of pulling down.

The action of the tuxedo clown rolling and jumping was immediately stunned, and the ankle seemed to be tightly held by an invisible hand.

Dunn did not shoot immediately, but dropped the revolver.

He opened his mouth and, with the throat still moving, resonated with the surrounding air purely by himself, and the vain, erratic, eccentric sounds sounded:

"Her flowers bloom to the dawn of the night"

"But until the day, I opened my eyes."

"Being stunned, there is nowhere to hide."

"She is dying in dizziness"

... (Note 1)

The action of the tuxedo clown struggling suddenly became powerless and seemed to have lost the desire to survive.

Al Hasson raised his pistol, aimed at the enemy, and his finger was about to be pulled.

At the moment of this electric stone fire, there was an unusually scream in the innermost warehouse:

"what!"

The screams contained extremely strong fears, as if encountering something terrible that could not be imagined.

When Klein was creepy, the screams came to an abrupt end, and the innermost warehouse returned to the quiet, making the scalp numb.

Pong!

Ayr was affected, and the bullet hit only the belly of the tuxedo.

Lotus, lotus. Lotus! The quietness of the innermost warehouse was once again broken, and a very light breathing sound suddenly sounded, which grew from small to small, affecting everyone's nerves.

Hey! Hey!

The "2-049" in the iron black box suddenly became violent, and the madness reached the extreme.

Note 1: Quoted from the British poet Claire's "The Evening Primrose", flying white, translated.