After a brief moment of stunnedness, Emlyn couldn't help but look left and right, a little suspicious that the "world" was lurking around him, and he was one of the few believers.

You know, he never mentioned the "Nightmare Candle" in the Tarot Society, and Bishop Utrawski rarely clashed with others, and almost never used any magical items, if it weren't for Emlyn's psychological suggestion that he was planted to come to the Harvest Church often, and was reminded by Sherlock Moriarty, and then asked the bishop later, it would be difficult for him to know about the existence of the "Nightmare Candle".

At this moment, Emlyn looked at everyone like the "world", whether it was the obese middle-aged man, or the old lady with a gray turban, or the fashionable girl with beautiful appearance, in his eyes, they all had something in common with the "world".

No, I have to ask if he knows so much about my surroundings...... Even in front of Mr. "Fool", there are some things that I have not mentioned...... Emlyn was really a little frightened, stood up, walked into the clergy lounge at the back, and responded in the quiet and uninhabited environment:

"Dear Mr. 'Fool', I want to speak directly to the 'world'. ”

In less than ten seconds, a tide of crimson light rushed in front of Emlyn's eyes, drowning him out.

Then he found himself back above the gray mist, back in the majestic palace, back to his place.

At the bottom of the mottled long table, the "world" with a blurred figure is already waiting.

Compared with the past, Emlyn has improved a lot, he is not in a hurry to talk to the "world", first bowed to Mr. "Fool", who was standing on the top and watching leisurely, before looking at the target and speaking:

"How do you know I can get the Nightmare Candle?"

"World", manipulated by Klein, said with a low smile:

"We may have met. ”

He didn't say much, only pointed out the key, as for whether the other party can guess the actual situation, that is his own problem.

Of course, Klein thinks that Emlyn can't relate to Sherlock Moriarty for the time being, because he lacks the necessary clues.

Emlyn's brow furrowed slightly, and there was one object of suspicion after another, but he couldn't determine who the "world" was.

"Believe me, I have no ill will towards the members of the Tarot Society. Seeing that Emlyn had not spoken for a long time, "World" added.

Oh, one day, I will be able to find you!" Emlyn muttered to himself silently, and asked instead:

"What are you doing with the Nightmare Candle? I have to have a good reason to lend this magical item. ”

Klein controlled his right hand, which wanted to raise and rub his temples, and silenced the "world":

"Treat my mental problems. ”

Treat...... Psychiatric problems...... Emlyn couldn't help but shrink back, and then straightened her back again.

Looking at the "world" again, the sparkle in his eyes clearly said that he was indeed a dangerous madman.

"...... 'Nightmare Candle' does have a role to play in that. Emlin thought for a moment, "I can only lend you half a day, no problem, right?"

"Yes. Crane replied, enduring the intimidation and pleading of the voice in his head, manipulating the "world".

If the "Nightmare Candle" works, Klein can solve the problem in a quarter of an hour, if it doesn't, then he will hold it in his hand for days and months, so the rental time is not critical, and he doesn't care about this requirement at all.

Emlyn did the math for two seconds and said:

"The rent was £300, and five pages of extraordinary abilities were recorded in 'Lemanno's Travel Notes'. ”

He divided half of his burden.

Five pages ...... How many pages did this guy use...... Klein slandered the "world" and said:

"No problem. ”

As soon as the deal was struck, Emlyn returned to the real world and walked out of the clergy lounge of the Harvest Church.

Looking at the half-giant Bishop Utravsky, who was standing next to the altar and waiting to communicate with the faithful, Emlyn suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

Although he was sure of what he said in front of the "world", in fact, he had never borrowed anything like that from the priest before, and he had no idea what the other party's attitude would be.

His gaze wandered unconsciously, and Emlyn subconsciously looked around the prayer hall that was not very good.

I helped the priest to help the church save many civilians infected with the plague, and have been teaching people who are willing to learn herbal medicine, so that the belief in Mother Earth God can be relatively well spread in this area, what happened to borrowing the "Nightmare Candle" for a long time? Emlyn raised his chin and walked to Bishop Utravsky, who needed to look up, and cleared his throat and said:

"I have a friend who has a mental problem and I want to borrow a 'Nightmare Candle. ”

He didn't mention his contribution directly, because his pride didn't allow him to do so.

Father Utravsky looked down at Emlin, who was dressed in a clerical robe, and said with a gentle smile:

"Good. ”

...... Emlyn was a little stunned, unable to believe that the priest had agreed.

He didn't accept it, and couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you afraid I'll get rid of that candle?"

Bishop Utravsky replied with a smile on his face:

"Every person and every object has its own end, and it will return to the earth, buried deep in the earth, and sprout again, grow and blossom, and live after life.

"This is the fate of all things, if the 'Nightmare Candle' is lost, it means that the connection between me and it has come to an end, and I must listen to fate and my mother's arrangement in my heart. ”

It is its fate to lose the "Nightmare Candle", and whether I will be killed by you because of it, is it fate?" Emlyn sneered, and without asking any more questions, he took the strange candle given by the Half-Giant Priest.

Then, under the pretext of treating a friend's illness, he left the Harvest Church, found a random hotel, and arranged the sacrificial ceremony.

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

Above the gray mist, Crane once again got the "Nightmare Candle".

The magical object seemed to have burned more than half of it, and was covered in layers of human skin, with several bumps protruding from it.

Its candlesticks are short, pitch-black throughout, and have fine scaly patterns.

Klein did not delay, did not give the deputy personality a chance to grow up, and took advantage of his weakness to completely solve the problem, otherwise what awaited him would be an unchangeable and uncontrollable fate, and the environment of this mysterious space above the gray fog could completely shield the negative impact of the internal battle of the two personalities on the body.

Call...... Crane exhaled slowly, reaching out and summoning the "Poseidon Scepter".

At this moment, he didn't do divination, because he couldn't determine who the noun "I" would point to, and the result was naturally meaningless.

Syllable!

Crane snapped his fingers and lit the "Nightmare Candle".

On the pitch-black candlesticks, the pale blue spiritual flame quietly emitted light, illuminating the palace like the abode of giants.

Before you know it, the environment changes, and the cabinets, desks, coal stoves, bunk beds, and gas meters meet Klein's eyes at the same time, and the crimson moonlight outside the window shines silently, making everything clothed in a light veil.

This is the same apartment room where the Moretti family used to live!

This is where Klein Moretti shot himself!

At this time, a figure was sitting under the high and low bed, looking at Klein with a distorted expression holding the "Poseidon Scepter".

He has black hair, brown eyes, a thin body, ordinary facial features, a deep outline, and an obvious bookish atmosphere, like another "Crane".

The "Klein" showed an angry expression and said:

"You occupy my body, do you still want to completely destroy my spirit?

"I'm Klein Moretti! You vile shameless traverser, parasite!"

He seems to have just grown up, and he can't take advantage of the outside world yet.

Klein didn't respond, and walked over step by step with a solemn expression,

The expression of "Crane" slowly changed, and fear gradually took over his eyes.

He curled up and pleaded with a slight shudder:

"Leave me alone, let me go.

"Isn't it enough that you robbed my brother, robbed my sister, and robbed my life?

"I will stay quietly in my body, help you analyze the problem, give you advice, and will never compete with you for control.

"Leave me alone, let me go......"

Crane still didn't speak, and raised his right hand holding the "Poseidon Scepter".

The "Crane" was already full of tears, and shouted angrily and fearfully:

"I just wanted to remind you!

"If it weren't for the reminder of you, how could I have exposed myself!

"Leave me alone, let me go...... I have no ill will!"

Crane watched the other in silence, causing the blue gems of the "Poseidon Scepter" to light up one by one.

Lightning bolts instantly stood out, twisted, and entangled, enveloping the "Crane" like a storm.

In the terrible scream, the figure quickly dissipated, and all traces were erased by the electric snakes.

"It's me...... I know where the soft place in my heart is, and I know how to plead most effectively...... However, I have already recognized myself before, it is Zhou Mingrui who fuses Klein's memory fragments and some emotions, if I let you go, it is equivalent to separating the two and admitting the opposite, then as long as I return to the real world, I will immediately lose control......" Crane put down his scepter, closed his eyes, and sighed in a low voice.

Then, always conscious, he left the world of his mind.

PS: Change it first and then change it, and it will be normal tomorrow.