Grandin's hand slowly reached into his arms, and the thought of stealing the puppet using 'Stealing Gold Coins' for a moment would give him time to take Crane out of his control.

"Why is the box so far away from us...... Or did it come to us? ...... Coincidental? ”

When he thought so, the flame of spirituality automatically ignited in his eyes!

The moment the flames ignited, Grandin broke out of control and landed on the Black Lake. The flame robe was automatically added, and the chair with the ancient mystical pattern moved behind him to sit down.

But all his attention was drawn to the 'Akashya Catalogue', a book that would not normally appear without being summoned was turning the pages at this time.

Grandin, who was safe for the time being, simply took the table of contents and began to look through the contents.

"Seal '2-049' has successfully arrived at the ...... of Tingen"

"Arrangements for those who watch the night in battle......"

“...... Poor Ince Zangwill, he had to ......"

"Runaway Riel Bieber......

The words were fading line by line, and if he hadn't landed on the Black Lake, maybe after a while, there wouldn't have been any trace left here.

"It's ......" Grandin, who had never seen this phenomenon before, frowned.

"Smack!"

The 'Akaxia Catalogue' flips through again, and a piece of knowledge about the seal is unraveled - the seal '0-08', in the form of a quill, and the story it writes becomes true. When you know it, it knows you. The more you know about it, the easier it is to be written into the story.

The quill is weird and powerful.

But even knowing its properties didn't make Grandin panic. Because breaking the seal was his own spiritual choice, it meant that the danger was at least controllable.

At the same time, the word 'rejection' on the 'Akaxia Catalogue' also gave him great confidence.

"It seems that as my sequence level increases, my resistance to fate also increases." He began to consult the contents of the catalog in more detail.

"The handwriting on the front is fairly neat, but the back is getting more and more sloppy. And objective records are decreasing, and subjective descriptions are increasing. Grandin pointed to the pages with his fingers, "All this speaks, Mr. Ince Zangwill...... He was in a hurry. ”

He almost laughed out loud when he saw Ince Zangwill begin to guide the night watchers to doubt themselves and target themselves.

He could no longer bear it, condensed humanity into a pen, and wrote on the 'Akaxia Catalogue':

"First of all, Grandin Oudeh's long history of good credit has earned him the trust of his fellow Bakerlands. Secondly, he is a 'big game' player who always plays at a high level when it matters most, which makes sense. Again, it was hard for all to believe that a colleague who was keen to attend the Great Mass would have a problem. Finally, 'I'm sorry, your submission is not up to par, please come back next time.' ’”

When he finished writing, the 'Akaxia Catalog' closed with a coincidental 'bang'.

On the other side, Crane, who ascended the gray fog, wanted to pull Mr. Fate up as soon as he found himself free from the puppet's control.

But he suddenly found that the 'Pulling the Great Method', which was usually tried and tested, had encountered difficulties this time, and the light of the 'Destiny' stars was intermittent, just like a bad signal.

He had a feeling that if he wanted to forcibly pull Mr. Fate into the gray fog, maybe he would explode and die first.

"It seems that I can only try to wake him up in reality, but rushing back to reality is just giving people a head, I have to divinate first to see if there is any danger."

Crane's mind was spinning and he was quickly up and running on his own mind.

When the divination showed that there was no danger of returning, he immediately simulated the feeling of falling and returned to reality.

The sensation of the body came to his mind, and his movements were no longer sluggish. Just as he was about to run to rescue Mr. Fate, a hidden >> suddenly appeared in his ears

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Voices in the Wind:

"Want to be woken up? As long as you promise me one thing, you can be saved......"

This is the tuxedo clown who just wanted to get his notes? He's back again?

Klein instantly thought it was an opportunity! The Joker doesn't know that he's out of control, and he can lure the Joker over and pull him into this trap!

But when he thought of Mr. Fate, who was still controlled by puppets, he gritted his teeth and decided to save people first.

At this time, Klein saw Mr. Fate wink imperceptibly at him with one eye!

Klein quickly stopped his movements, which made him almost twist his waist.

Crane, who suspected that he had mistaken it, looked again, and this time Mr. Fate lifted the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He's not controlled! Why? He saw that I wasn't being controlled either? Why?

Crane's heart was filled with turmoil.

I have gray fog, relying on its peculiarity to get rid of the puppet's control, how did Mr. Fate manage it?

"Help me get the notes of the Antigonus family...... Nodding in agreement...... I know you're a 'soothsayer'. Don't you want to get the next stage of potion recipes...... Hurry up and decide! I'll only save one person, and don't forget that there's another trade partner next to you. Look, he's about to agree to my deal......"

The Joker's words drifted to Klein's ears again.

Deal with this enemy first.

The suspicion of Mr. Fate, as well as the exposure of his own particularity, were all forcibly suppressed by him. He mimicked the jerky movements of being controlled, and nodded.

"Hehe, don't play tricks, if you dare to push your teammates to wake up, I'll make a hole in your head!"

With this threat, a transparent 'curtain' slid down, and two or three meters away from Klein, the clown revealed his form. He folded the paper into a stick and poked it at Klein's shoulder, trying to wake him up in this way.

Klein seized the opportunity and grabbed the paper stick violently, pulling it towards him along with the Joker!

The clown screamed, leaned forward, and swung his hands like windmills before he managed to maintain his balance on one leg.

Just as Klein was about to draw his gun and shoot, Grandin swept past him, leaving only an afterimage in his retina.

It's like putting an air cushion on your feet! Grandin's feet even stirred up a cloud of dust when they stepped on the ground.

He stepped out and came to Klein's side. At the second step, he had already crossed the clown. In the third step, he braked and recoiled, wrapped his hands around his chest like a baby, then bent his knees and elbows, and then leaned his shoulders???.. coM

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The sound of impact was mixed with the cracking of bones.

The tuxedo clown shoots like a cannonball at Seal '2-049'. He bounced up and down on the ground, repeating it three times before hitting the wall and not moving.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and for a moment he wondered if there was any difference in the two men's understanding of being bad at melee combat.

"After taking such a beating, even if it's an iron man, it should be broken."

He thought so.

But suddenly the clown stood up in a distorted posture like a puppet, the expression on his face was still on the surface of horror, and a large cloud of blood spat out of his mouth.

"Let's put an end to his suffering."

Grandin approached Klein, and the two raised their guns together at the Joker.

"Phew!"

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