The temporary number jù corresponding to the entire building hedges against the sky above the space, and the girl's face emerges. The huge face looked down on us and made me feel like a little man locked in a matchbox model. And this is not the first time I have encountered such a scene, and I will definitely not forget the owner of this face.

"Marceau!" I looked up and shouted. No one but me could come back to their senses in this oppressive scene, a man and a woman whom I had rescued, staring at the sky with lightning and thunder.

Marceau's appearance in this image made me realize for the first time that this temporary hedging space was not at all what I originally thought, and that it was purely based on this architectural space. It may be larger or smaller, but it is more likely that this is not a regular temporary hedge space, but an inherent enchantment of the specific electro-demon messenger "Marceau". I haven't forgotten that while looking for Marceau in this mental hospital, I was in the same situation at a manor where she was housed.

That time, Marceau was gone before I could figure it out, and this time might be different. John Bull had reminded him in previous negotiations that Marceau had joined the NOG and was working with the mysterious experts here as the NOG. Now, only two of the people to be rescued are left alive, so what about Marceau? I have no doubt about the power of this inherent barrier. With this power, Marceau and the others should not fall into such a situation, or is there an enemy here who is equal to Marceau's power?

In addition, the stunned expression of a man and a woman who were rescued in the face of Marceau's inherent enchantment also made people wonder. Before this, did they really not know Marceau's abilities?

I can only guess for the time being. John Bull has either hidden some of her information, or her information has become less reliable in the face of the increasing bias effect.

"Marceau." My mood calmed down. If you don't calm enough, you will miss the clues that could have been discovered. There are a lot of doubts to be answered. However, the most important thing at the moment is to complete the John Bull commission. It's not too late to ask about what happened to Marceau.

"That's Marceau?" The male occultist said as if talking to himself, while the female psychiatric patient next to him suddenly held her head and screamed. The giggling laughter of the great Marceau even drowned out the thunder, and her expression gave an eerie feeling, and the great malice fell like a waterfall.

Ahh

The female psychiatric person screamed loudly, as if she had been tortured by some terrible means, but on the surface, she was just alone. Suddenly I went crazy.

For me, Marceau's huge, weird face, and the malice that poured out from that strange expression, were still within the scope of acceptance. However, the love of the mysterious expert beside him also seems to be starting to become a little unstable. His changing expression and the malicious look in his eyes began to emerge, as if he had fallen into a hallucination. And in the illusion, he encountered something that hit him hard, and then his psychology began to deteriorate. If you walk with consciousness. Maybe you can understand what is happening in the spiritual world of this man and woman. If left unchecked, it is also possible that the two of them will become crazy and attack their own people.

However. Before I do that, the first thing I have to deal with is this temporary hedging space, or Marceau's inherent enchantment, a further anomaly. It was cut off before. But the shadow monsters, which really can't be killed, are like thick ink soaked in rice paper, and the floor is clearly and quickly blackened. I had to knock the two unconscious, one in each hand, and lift them to a higher place, finding a relatively less weird place to settle. The place where we are is is already at the highest point of this building, and the electric light that constantly flickers in the sky makes people a little worried that it will fall on us in the next moment.

However, this is not a normal illusion, but a different space formed by the temporary number jù hedge, although there is a scene of the sky, but I don't think that this temporary number jù hedge space has already covered the sky. Masona's face that appeared in the air became a strange reference, making it difficult to judge how much room there was for this temporary number jù hedge. There is also another possibility: although we don't feel it, maybe the hedging space of this temporary number jù is very small, and when we enter this temporary hedging space, our body is correspondingly narrowed.

In the observation of the chain judgment, in the office area below the rooftop, those who were still in human form are turning into an indescribable appearance, but it is impossible to find more people like the mysterious expert. Could it be that the danger to NOG's mystical expert refers to the temporary hedging space itself? Or is it a reference to the threat posed by Marceau's power?

There is no evidence that the death of these people was not Marceau himself, who was supposed to be their companion. Now, the malice exuded by the face of Marceau above the sky was almost about to turn into a more substantial taste.

Do you still have to wait? I thought, but what can I do if I don't wait? Fly into the sky to attack Marceau? Or destroy the entire temporary hedging space? These are things that are difficult to do in a short period of time. So, how about leaving this temporary hedging space? I can feel the turmoil of the entire temporary number jù hedge space, after Marceau's appearance, the drastic changes made the entire different space less stable than before, and radiated a large amount of information, and the world constant hedge, has reached the level that the fourth-level magic pattern can be used.

Such an idea was determined in an instant. Without any hesitation, I raised the long knife. The hurricane was wrapped around the long knife again, and although it was not as violent as when the "key" was made before, however, whether the anomaly was intense or not depended not only on the control of the fourth-level demon pattern messenger when using the temporary number jù to hedge, but also on the intensity of the temporary number jù hedge itself.

With my previous experience, this time, I feel that I can be more sure.

The howling hurricane spread from the center of the blade, and the distortion phenomenon covered the entire blade in less than three seconds, just like this sharply rotating wind cone, which was the blade itself. The power of rotation. It drove the air flow farther away, not as violently as it almost blew people away when the key was made for the first time, but it was enough to make people subconsciously grasp something.

Actually, I don't know why it lasts for so long, it feels like I'm saving power. Personally, I like to unleash quick mysteries, however, there is a kind of dark intuition. Let me maintain this anomalous cyclone until another feeling speaks in my heart: enough.

"That's enough." I can't help but say that.

Then, firmly stick the hurricane's long knife into the ground where you landed.

Three seconds is a relatively long time for a mysterious expert who is accustomed to high-speed combat, but in fact, when I inserted the long knife, the temporary number jù hedge space that had been mutated due to the appearance of Marceau still had not completed its own change. All the dangers that have been exposed, although they give a sense of swelling dramatically. But during this period of time, it was as if he was imprisoned, and he did not cause any damage.

Obviously, the speed at which I made the key was faster than the speed at which this temporary number jù hedged space to complete the alienation. Even if it took three seconds.

The cement surface inserted by the long knife seemed to become as soft as dough in an instant, and it was driven by a violent whirlwind covering the blade. It began to twist itself. The swirling "door" was formed in less than a breath, and at the same time as it was composed. I heard the sound of the clock. Because it's too familiar, I don't think it's wrong. It was the sound of the tick of the timer, and the sound of mechanical gears turning. In Nightmare Las Vegas, Marceau's watch shop will present this unusual sight when she shows her strength.

In the observation of the chain decision. In the office space below, all the timekeeping tools are activated. However, they are all electronic products, and they definitely don't make the sound of a mechanical clock. Hence the sound of such a voice. It's a further proof of the anomaly.

Marceau's power is expanding, and with it, malice from her. When she got along with Nightmare Las Vegas, she was already not normal, and now her viciousness is as if she has been thoroughly developed.

It's going to be bad if it goes on like this. I don't know why, but that's what my intuitive sense of danger reminds me.

Get out of here! At the same time that this thought was born, I and the two survivors suddenly fell into this swirling "door".

The feeling of falling is just a moment, a breath, maybe not quite accurate, but it shouldn't be long. When I felt grounded again, the scene around me had returned to normal. We still stood on the top of the building's rooftop, the sky still cloudy, lightning and thunder, fuchsia lightning between the visible and the invisible, and the storm beating our skin and pulling at our clothes. However, this natural power does not carry too much malice. The anomaly that can still be felt is limited to the building itself, and is quite small compared to the malice released by Marceau.

"I feel that something is wrong, but if I focus on something specific, I will subconsciously ignore this feeling of being wrong" is the best way to describe it.

Even so, I didn't leave in the first place. There are only two people left to rescue, which is probably a regrettable situation for John Bull, but I am more concerned about Marceau's situation than the safety of this place. What these people did, what they encountered before I arrived, these are also things that I am interested in.

I don't need to wake up, the icy rain will soon sober up the male mystery expert who is relatively in good health. He immediately drove away the confusion, turned to the side vigilantly, and looked at me directly. Even though the female psycho was still at my feet, I didn't look at her, as if I would attack her if I looked away.

Actually, until I figured out what was going on, I didn't have the idea of attacking him at all.

"You are?" Despite that, the occult expert doesn't seem entirely unaware of my identity. I was also a member of the NOG team, and although I didn't have much communication with the other team members, what I had done, and my identity as a fourth-level Demonic Emissary, was enough to attract the attention of other mysterious experts.

"Takakawa." I replied calmly. Sure enough, the male occult expert's expression didn't change much.

"So, it was Rivet and John Bull who asked you to come?" When the mysterious expert said this, he actually gritted his teeth a little, which made me feel that he and the two people he mentioned did not have a good impression.

In fact, although there have been judgments about the situation within the NOG team, such as splitting and reintegration, it is difficult to judge how consolidated the internal cohesion is. In many cases, the occult experts of the NOG team have shown a consistent cooperation, but in the information given by John Bull, the struggle for power is still very strict, as if at any time, someone will be framed and thrown into a more dangerous environment to fend for themselves. However, such a contradictory feeling is acceptable. The ability to act in line with organizational decision-making is indeed not to be confused with the wrestling in decision-making.

I still think that people like John Bull and Rivet can't let this kind of disagreement in decision-making be allowed to be divided in action.

In the same way, in many cases, I will not reveal who is working with me in the NOG team, even if the person in front of me is an insider, but this kind of thing, of course, should not come out of my mouth. In any case, I caused a huge casualty to the NOG team, and I am still the target of ostracism.

I am silent.

The male occultist hesitated for a moment before he said to me: "Father Edward appeared, he disguised himself as a doctor, and attacked all the patients who were taking medicine, as if he was studying something, and initially suspected that it was to complete the 999 disguise. We took away his best-kept patients. Saying this, he took a hidden look at the female mentally ill who was still holding her head and crying, and said to me in a low voice: "We only had time to rescue two, and we were driven back." However, no matter how much you hide, you can't get away from that guy's tracking. ”

"Complete the ninety-nine-nine disguise?" I can't help but say.

"Yes, we have confirmed that he has indeed perfected his past 666 disguise to 999 disguise, but until now, for various reasons, it seems that he can't fill in the extra disguise." The male occult expert said with trepidation: "However, the newly completed disguised demon has more distinctive characteristics and abilities. (To be continued......)