With Klein's spiritual touch, the point of light suddenly expanded into a picture in front of his eyes:

Daniz, cloaked in a cloak of shadows, bowed his head in prayer at the edge of the square, chanting the honorific name of the "Fool" in the ancient Hermetian language.

With the help of this positioning, Crane expanded the scene outwards to find the figure of Ince Zangwill.

What he saw through the gray fog was obviously different from what he had just seen, and at some point a huge church with bones inlaid with corpses was erected in the center of the square, and there was light and shadow in it from time to time, but no movement came out.

Seizing this opportunity, Klein answered Daniz's prayer:

"Get away from here and look for a hidden place to hide. ”

As he spoke softly, Crane, wearing a triple crown and dark blue robes, raised his left hand, causing the cyan gem at the top of the bone scepter to glow.

The sharp and piercing sound immediately echoed in the resurrection square in the real world, and the sudden howling wind swept through the area, making people who were casual or passing by hurriedly leave and go to the shelter from the wind, and even the stiff Anderson returned to that state of indifference, holding his stomach with one hand, and quickly rushed out of the danger zone.

In just a few seconds, the Resurrection Square became extremely deserted, and even if some passers-by were not fast and did not run, they experienced the feeling of flying under the impetus of the strong wind.

There was a brief silence in the empty area, and then a little fire lit up from the window of the Chapel of Bones, growing larger and more glaring.

Silently, the stained glass window shattered and cracked, and the blazing white and near-blue light burst out like a meteor.

The flame then disintegrated, condensing Ince Zangwill, who wore a black clergyman's robe, with a dark blue eye and a vein.

As soon as the "night watchman" appeared, his mouth opened uncontrollably, and he said "heh" to the classical quill in his hand:

"If you weren't an idiot who didn't listen to me, you wouldn't have gotten to where you are now!

"I don't even know what you're afraid of, let me pray to the Lord early, secretly return to the Rose of Redemption, join forces with the Great Serpent, get ready, set a trap, today is our hunt for Adam, not the other way around!"

The slightly dull and tattered quills flew up at once, and in the space of Ince Zangwill's clothes he wrote:

"Angry with shame, Sauron Einhorn Medici put all the blame for this incident on the 'pen of Alsuhod', but in reality, it was he himself who prevented himself from praying to the 'true Creator', and neither Sauron nor Einhorn wanted to believe in that evil god.

"Today's encounter has made the schizophrenia of this evil spirit even more serious! This is very reasonable, this is the diagnosis made by the most professional and top psychiatrist!"

Ince Zangwill's brow twitched, and he instinctively raised his left hand and pressed his head.

His dark blue eyes quickly regained their brilliance, and his classical sculptural face became extremely serious.

At this moment, he broke through the Chapel of Bones, and in front of him was not a square, but an ancient stone staircase that led to the top of a majestic mountain with a huge cross erected and countless angels circling around.

At that moment, an exaggerated bolt of silver-white lightning pierced through the deep sky and fell straight down, slashing at Ince Zangwill.

The whole enclosed and strange space cracked, and the fountains and flowers in the square reflected in the deep blue and almost black eyes.

Ince Zangwill's figure vanished abruptly, leaving only a transparent and vague spirit in its place, which was struck by lightning and instantly annihilated.

The "night watchman" didn't bother to think about what danger lurked outside, and seized the opportunity to turn into a fire, penetrate the gap, and rush out.

For him, no matter what lies ahead, it will not be more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than Adam, the son of the Creator and the king of angels!

Seeing the fire light on the square, freed from the shackles of the illusory world, and restored to Ince Zangwill, whose hair was dark and golden, and whose palms were pale, Crane raised his head slightly, and subconsciously sat up straight.

Countless images flashed through his mind, including himself pierced through his heart, the pair of shiny leather boots he saw before he died last time, Dunn Smith smiling and squeezing his left eye at him, and the Black Thorn Security Company in ruins.

The corners of Klein's mouth quickly opened and turned upwards into a comical smile.

Then he spoke in a low voice in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Doom!"

In his right palm, the silver-gray charm suddenly lit up with a dark light.

This is a Realm of Doom Charm that Klein prayed directly to the "Goddess of the Night" and made from the blood and precious metals of Will Unsetin, the "Serpent of Mercury".

It was a gift he had prepared for Ince Zangwill.

This is the arrow of revenge.

This is a curse of God!

Crane jerked to his feet, tugged at his shoulder, flicked his right arm, and flicked the dark light with the little power above the prying gray mist, and threw it into the extended scene of the prayer screen, and threw it at Ince Zangwill.

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

As soon as Ince Zangwill returned to the Resurrection Square, he saw a deep black light coming from nowhere, covering the entire sky and darkening his surroundings.

Such a change disappeared in a flash, and everything around him instantly returned to normal, looking no abnormal, but as a "night watchman" who can give others a certain degree of bad luck, Ince Zangwille keenly "smelled" the breath of danger, and without a little hesitation, he stretched out his left palm, and wanted to use the combination of the evil spirit in his body and the ability of the "gatekeeper" to enter the spirit world and shuttle away.

However, none of the bright red flowers, pure white fountain pools, and dark floor tiles around him became rich in color, let alone superimposed on each other.

Ince Zangwill's "Spirit Travel" ability is no longer available!

When his eyes froze, he already understood the reason, because the evil spirit in his body quarreled with himself, and he didn't lend his strength:

"Look, if you listen to me earlier, you won't have anything to do!"

"Phew, let me believe in the 'True Creator' than let me die!"

"What's the use of listening to you? wasn't like us when Arista Tudot made a potion. ”

"So you're not nervous at all? Didn't you notice that the curse just now had an obvious divine aura? The essence of that power is also very high, with our current state, there is definitely no way to avoid it, haha, noisy, keep arguing, I'm waiting to die with you." ”

......

Ince Zangwill's forehead throbbed when he heard this, and he was angry that the evil spirit of Sauron Einhorn Medici had been fighting himself at a critical moment, and he had no sense of being in danger.

As a former archbishop, as an extraordinary person who has been in charge of the holy relics of the Church of the Night, Ince Zangwill did not affect his judgment because of anger, he intuitively believed that the dark light just now was related to the doom authority of the "Goddess of the Night", and thought that Sauron Einhorn Medich suddenly entered a state of division was obviously affected by this aspect, otherwise the writing of "Al Suhod's Pen" would not have made the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" quarrel on the spot, regardless of the situation!

He immediately turned around and ran at high speed to one of the exits of the Resurrection Plaza, and tried to communicate with the rest of the spirits, trying to escape as quickly as possible with the help of their abilities, but there was not a single spirit here!

At this moment, a figure stood out from a hidden place at the edge of the empty square, a mixture of Rune and Bairan, with a fleshy face, loose clothing, and a thin sword at his waist.

This is "Admiral Hell" Ludwell!

This is a secret puppet who usually doesn't have any thoughts!

After throwing out the "God's Curse" spell, Crane has returned to the real world according to the plan and used the two secret puppets!

While he asked Enzo to find a corner nearby, take out the prepared items, and set up a ritual to ask for a gift, he manipulated "Admiral Hell" Ludwell to get out of hiding and face Ince Zangwill.

The "Admiral of Hell", who could no longer see what it was supposed to be, raised his right hand, and let his arms, forearms, and fingers quickly blur, swell and extend, and grabbed towards the target.

This is the ability he has obtained through the air to extract other people's spirits with the help of the underworld creatures in his body!

Ludwell's palms quickly turned pale, and a figure rose uncontrollably above Ince Zangwill's head.

However, Ince Zangwill, who was once a "gatekeeper", immediately saw a mysterious and illusory bronze gate take shape, pulling the spirits that were about to emerge back.

Originally, with his level and strength, this should have been easy to succeed, but for some reason, he made several mistakes in a row, and was almost succeeded by the "Hell General", and he could only form a tug of war for a short time.

At this time, two figures quickly outlined next to Ludwell, one was Leonard Mitchell with dark hair and blue eyes and transparent gloves, and the other was Dalie Simone with blue eyeshadow and the same blush.

They came so just in time that the enemy's doom often meant that their side was lucky!

The first thing Dai Li saw was the figure that she would never forget, and a flame of hatred rose in her eyes.

She didn't shoot blindly, but after a little observation, she came behind Ludwell and opened her arms.

A bronze gate with countless strange patterns descended and creaked open.

This is the gateway to the underworld, a gate full of temptations for all undead creatures!

An indescribable suction of terror was heard, and the figure above Ince Zangwill's head was completely gone.

It was a translucent man in blood-stained black armor, young and handsome, with red hair, a terrible mark on his face that was rotting and bone-like, and a flag-like mark on his eyebrows.

The young man was not too surprised that he had been pulled away from Ince Zangwill, but instead said "yo":

"It's bad luck today, you two, we've already died together, is it necessary to do it again? ”

On the left side of his cheek, a bloody crack stood out, and he said:

"Okay, let's get rid of the garbage around ...... first"

Before he could finish speaking, the man in the blood-stained black armor reached out in his palm and pulled out an illusory sword with dark red rust from his body.

A terrible oppressive force abruptly emerged, and the evil spirit easily escaped the extraction of Ludwil and Daly Simone, and plunged downward, trying to return to Ince Zangwill's body.

At this moment, a low voice sounded like an abrasive cloth, and Ludwell, the "Admiral of Hell," solemnly recited in the ancient Hermetian language:

"Fate!"

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