Lord of the Mysteries

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When seeing Leonard Mitchell, Klein's back muscles instantly became stiff, and the spirit was as tight as the bowstring that was pulled to the limit, which could break at any time.

He remembers very clearly that the poet's classmates were parasitic with an angel of the "stealer" path, Pales Soroas, who could perceive his own speciality and sneak a sneak peek!

If the old grandfather told Leonard what the current caretaker had, the trouble would be big. He could only hope that the poet’s classmates would be afraid of their own secret exposure, pinching their noses and pretending not to know... before when they were in Tingen. Although he always said that everyone has their own secrets, don't care so much, but it belongs to the situation that is not directly directed at the church. Who knows if he will suddenly have a sense of justice, decide to be devoted to his duties, and take risks to break through. Ins. Zangweier's thing is very similar... This moment, Kline's forehead almost came out with a cold sweat.

Frankly speaking, he did not expect to encounter Leonard when he went to the Chanis Gate, because the other party is already a "red glove", not an ordinary "nighter", no need to work in shifts, this point should not be Ground.

However, Klein immediately thought of a key point.

That is to be aware of the special is Pales Soloas, not Leonard Mitchell, the attitude of the former is more important!

The grandfather knows that I know his existence. Once he smashes my disguise and puts me in danger, I must be prepared to be exposed by me. At that time, it must be hurting each other, no one is good, and one is right. For an angel who is a "stealer" and does not believe in the goddess, this is completely unnecessary... If I am Him, I will pretend that nothing has happened, and I will not remind Leonard Mitchell, not to be myself. The safety of the host is between the thoughts of the host... Klein, who quickly cleared his mind, regained his calmness, and Leonard Mitchell, wearing red gloves, walked over.

Leonard didn't care to look at the inner guards with thin, creamy white hair across the eyes. He couldn't help but raise his right hand, half-sucking his mouth and yawning.

This is not sleeping at night, nothing to do, go to the duty room to find someone to play cards? It’s a standard “sleeper”... Klein roughly understands why the poet classmates who are “red gloves” appear here.

He recalled that in the city of Tingen, the internal caretakers encountered the reaction of "nights", silently decapitating Leonard, using his right index finger and **** to point clockwise on the chest, as if drawing A full moon.

Leonard responded with the same movements and walked straight through the skin to relax the larger inner caretaker and straight ahead.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, kept the pace and stride, and went all the way to his destination.

The iron-black door was heavy and cold, and there were seven holy emblems inscribed. There seemed to be nothing to shake it.

Klein leaned over the body, slanting two steps, knocking on the door of the guard room, and witnessing the night of the shift, opened the Chanis Gate.

The deep darkness suddenly surged inside, even if there was a silver candle with a pattern carved in it, it could not dispel this feeling, and the blue flame deepened the dead and quiet taste.

At the same time, Klein felt that there was an invisible thing in the darkness that had blown through his skin, deep into the body, and crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, and connected with the "resent" Senol.

Huo Ran, he did not open the sight and saw the black thin lines that filled the entire Chanis door. They swayed gently, or hugged or extended, as if the lady was stretching her hair, or some strange creature was Waving tentacles.

Klein stepped forward indifferently, entered the land of the seal, then turned his body and pushed the Chanis door to close.

At this time, the voice of the outside world seems to be completely isolated. The inside is quiet to the country of the dead. People can't help but think of it, and they feel fear when they can't help themselves. This reminds Klein of being a child, even if he doesn't hear ghost stories, and occasionally. Will lie on his own small bed, staring at the darkness, not afraid to sleep.

It is no wonder that the goddess has the title of "Fear of the Queen"... Kline cast his eyes to the side, lifted the lantern placed in the corner, and ignited it skillfully.

The dim light suddenly poured out, and it was a little blue.

Klein, wearing a black priest's robes, did not rush into the ground, went to the second floor, looking for notes from the Antigonus family, but stayed behind the door and patiently waited.

He is prepared to guard against the "nights" who are in desperate need of certain things, but they are unable to take out at night and can only wait for dawn.

According to his experience, the first five minutes after the internal caretaker enters the Chanis Gate is one of the most easily disturbed time periods. As long as it can be smoothly passed, as long as there is no other accident in the middle, the normal material handling will be Wait until around 8 o'clock, which is the standard working hours of the "nights" and civilian staff.

In other words, once Klein has survived the first five minutes, it will not be disturbed by the "nights" in the next two hours. Of course, the actual time of action will not be so generous. The church in the night church will be 8 o'clock. To open the door, the servants will get up at least one to one and a half hours in advance, and after 6:30, other servants may find their companions missing at any time!

Time passed by, and Klein’s heartbeat was unpredictably accelerated a little, only to feel that these five minutes were so painful.

Finally, after the completion of the silent number, he turned his eyes to the stone steps in the darkness, which was the passage to the second floor.

At this moment, no one can limit him here!

At this point, Klein feels that he has overcome 70% of the difficulties, and the remaining 30% is mainly after the success.

Of course, all kinds of accidents always have a certain probability. Klein did not care about it. He took the lantern and stepped on the stone steps step by step.

For other extraordinary people, the first layer behind the Chanis Gate is actually more attractive than the seal. It contains a variety of extraordinary materials, potions and secret knowledge, and even the arrested cultists, wild Extraordinary, whether the intruder wants to make a fortune or save a companion, it only needs to be active here.

But Klein must go deeper and go to seal the places where there are harmful items.

When passing through a few locked stone chambers, he obviously felt that there were people inside, but they were not noisy, no roaring, no petition, no cry for help, all lying quietly or sitting, the breath had become cold.

The light of the horse shook and illumined the steps down the floor. Klein took back his attention and walked calmly towards the deeper ground.

He did not run, afraid to cause an overreaction in the core of the seal.

The darkness is getting more and more intense, and the faint blue light on the elegant candlesticks on both sides is getting weaker and weaker, giving people an illusion that they are about to go out. At that time, pure darkness may bring about unimaginable horror changes. Klein endured this instinctual fear and finally finished the steps and came to the second floor of the ground.

Looking at the night vision ability of "Resentment", Klein found that the steel, masonry, clay, and silver were used to shape the strange walls, separating one area after another, some places were open, and some rooms were closed. Each has a seal.

Carrying the lantern, turning left, Klein glared in front of him, saw the burning flame, and saw the bright red black coal and charcoal.

The area is semi-open, with a bathtub-type thing made of steel inside, hollowed out underneath, stuffed with anthracite, charcoal and various combustibles.

They have been burning all the time, causing a squeaking sound in the steel bathtub, allowing the water vapor to diffuse out, sinking into the ceiling, condensing into droplets, falling like rain.

An item that needs to be immersed in hot water to seal it... And internal caretakers must regularly add charcoal coal to prevent the flame from extinguishing... Well, if there is a seal that can constantly emit high temperatures, they can be combined to make the seal It became simple... Klein glanced at the steel bathtub, in the same way that he didn't accidentally disrupt his plan, and used the tools to add some of the coal that was piled outside to the fire.

When he looked up, the corner of his eye swept over and saw the silver in the steel bathtub. There were silver metal products.

They are combined to appear to be a heavy full body armor, and in some places there are dark red bloodstains that cannot be cleaned and red dots that are sputtered.

"1 - 42" ... ancient **** blood ... it is now stored in the Beckland Parish for a long time ... Klein saw this seal, and the corresponding information emerged in his heart.

Just as he was looking back, he saw the quaint silver helmet of the style.

The visor's visor has been pulled down to make it look dark. At this moment, Klein only feels that there is a gaze out and throws himself.

He shuddered fiercely and quickly retired two steps, his heart jumping fast and chaotic.

Not dare to look again, Klein calmed down his mind, turned his gaze to the front, calmly stepped away from the area.

After several closed places, his inspiration suddenly touched, and he felt that something in the right hand side was calling himself, and he sent out a heart-expanding contraction.

Sure enough, the Antignus family notes have been waiting for me to come... Klein calmly confirmed the previous judgment, followed the vain call, changed direction, and approached.

It was two or three minutes. He saw a stone door half-opened room with darkness and no light.

With the illumination of the lantern, an empty bookcase made up of white bones is reflected in Klein's eyes, with an ancient note with a hard, dark cover.

That Antignus family note!

"Honakis... Fregra... Hornachs... Fregra..." The illusory voice plunged into Klein's ear and made sure he found the target!

Things went well, but Klein didn't dare to have a little care and recklessness, carefully entering the room, slowly moving closer, fearing that the measures to seal the Antignus family notes would hurt themselves.

So, when the distance was close, he suddenly extended a hand in his chest and abdomen, his sleeves were dark red hands!

This is the hand of "Resentment" Senol.

One of the "Masters of Secret Masters" code, you can use the "secret couple" in the case of "secret couple", what is the problem, and the "secret couple" bears!

Just then, the sound of "啪" suddenly sounded at the door of the room, just like who came over!

Klein's pupil zoomed in, and when he didn't even think about it, he rushed to the white bone bookshelf, so that the "secret couple" hand in the chest and abdomen could grab the Antignus family notes as soon as possible. At the same time, he swallowed his right palm into his pocket. It is necessary to open the iron cigarette case and put on the "squirming hunger", and directly transfer it away before the seal core gives the reaction!

In the process, the scene of the door naturally emerged in his mind:

A hooded, classical robes stand there, beautiful but faceless, black and sly but lacking spirituality!

The one who directly erased Mr. A and suspended the high school of the Bakerland smog event? How could she hide in the ground? This is not logical! In the heart of Klein's horror, he instinctively looked down at his body.

His body is like a pencil drawing by an eraser, and it is wiped away quickly. It has disappeared completely without touching the Antignus family notes.

PS: On Monday, I would like to ask for a monthly ticket recommendation. By the way, I would like to thank Mr. Y for letting the real creator have a birthday. .