Grandin hid behind the couch, took three bullets from his coat pocket, expertly flicked the nest, and withdrew the cartridge case to reload.

The chaos in the streets continued, with screaming, barking, and a mix of sounds.

But the apartment was unusually quiet, with a quiet and gentle force that turned into ripples, spreading out in circles, enveloping the entire building, and it kept the occupants asleep in their dreams, so that they would not trample on each other and cause accidents due to panic and escape.

Was this Captain Dunn, or did Leonard do it? What a sophisticated response.

Grandin turned the nest back into place and calmly surveyed the room again, a rough observation that had made him aware of a number of problems.

It was lavishly furnished, with a thick, soft carpet beneath his feet, velvet cushions piled on the sofa, many of the furnishings inlaid with gold threads, antique paintings hanging on the walls, and a black robe on a hat rack with intricate and beautiful cut-outs at the hem.

But he immediately sensed the incongruity, and was it necessary for an extraordinary man who had wandered to Tingen from outside the country to arrange such a comfortable nest? There are some antiques that you can't buy with money, and it takes a lot of effort to get them. A wild extraordinary person who thinks about doing things all day long, can he have this spare time?

There is only one conclusion, the 'witch' and her accomplices, it was her accomplices who purchased these items and rented the room, and even this accomplice may be here tonight.

Almost at the same time that Grandin sensed that something was wrong, his hands and feet tightened, as if they were entangled in countless invisible threads.

And this sense of tightness is getting stronger and stronger, but Grandin, who encountered a sudden attack, did not panic, but closed his eyes, and after a breath, he suddenly opened them again, and the insubstantial and invisible 'spiritual storm' instantly spread, sweeping the entire room.

Because the power was dispersed, the damage caused was not severe, but the mental impact caused the unsuspecting sneak attacker to snort, and those invisible silk threads began to loosen.

This muffled snort actually came from behind Grandin, someone sneaked behind him, and even hid the murderous aura!

In the impact, a vague shadow appeared, and the outline of the shadow grew deeper and deeper.

Grandin didn't look back, but first swung his head to the right at a spiritual reminder.

An ice crystal spear grazed his cheek, and the nail stabbed into the wall with a 'doo', and the wall quickly formed a layer of hoarfrost with it as the center.

Then he leaned over and stepped forward, trying to cross the couch, but when he made this movement, he immediately felt a thread pulling at him, preventing himself from escaping.

Invisible silk threads! This person is not a 'witch', at least a Sequence 6 'Witch of Pleasure'!

The thought flashed through him, and Grandin turned the muzzle of the gun, put the pistol under his left armpit, and instinctively pulled the trigger backwards!

The power of restraint weakened instantly, and relying on this gap, he completed his stride.

Directly behind him, one of the sneak attackers twisted away from the muzzle of his gun, grasped the weapon and continued to stab forward, but the dagger covered in black flames did nothing, only pierced a cloud of air.

The all-out blow missed, causing the sneak attacker to snort again, as if he had strained his ligaments.

Grandin, who crossed the couch, was equally uncomfortable, he underestimated the softness of the couch, and his right leg as a support sank into the couch entirely, and one of them rolled up on the ground when he was unsteady on his feet.

The overturned sofa knocked down the kerosene lamp on the small table, and the fuel in the lamp polluted most of the carpet.

After an attack, Grandin lost his vantage point and was forced into the center of the room, facing the bumpy woman wrapped in black tights and guarding the bedroom with the door closed.

Triss hadn't shown up yet, making him wonder if the other party was hiding in the bedroom and brewing some kind of sinister attack.

"Whoa!"

"Phew! Bang! Bang! ”

Leonard slammed into the room through the window in an awkward position.

He had just wanted to grab the gas pipe and swing in, but the stressed pipe was suddenly crooked and deformed, this accident caught him off guard, he could only raise his left arm to protect his face, and when he fell into the room, he did not forget to hold the gun in his right hand, and fired three shots at the extraordinary man with a beautiful figure, forcing back the enemy not far from the window.

In the process of rolling, it seemed to press on the wound on his index finger, which made Leonard's expression twisted in pain, and as soon as he stood still at the window, he shouted at Grandin:

"Someone in the bedroom is performing a ceremony!"

His voice was very steady, but as soon as he finished speaking, his body seemed to sink into the water, and his movements became slow, and these ubiquitous silk threads were wound around Grandin again at the same time.

At that moment, circles of invisible ripples seeped in from outside the house, and the woman's eyelids uncontrollably fell.

Knowing that it was probably Captain Dunn who was providing support, Grandin seized the opportunity, shook his wrist slightly, and with the flick of his fingers, he held the 'stealing gold coin' in his palm.

The surface of the gold coin flashed, and Grandin instantly stole the idea of his opponent's attack, so the silk thread wrapped around him became more relaxed, and his arm raised and aimed at the enemy without any obstacles, and then a glare, 'Spirit Storm' and the bullet hit the opponent at the same time.

Not to be outdone, Leonard also emptied the nest of bullets against the enemy.

But the delicate female body disintegrated like a reflection in water, and the sound of glass shattering could be heard in the bedroom.

It's a mirror stand-in again, this trick is really useful!

Grandin was quite reluctant in his heart, but he didn't have much to do with this kind of Laipi's ability. This is the other party's nest, whether it is those invisible silk threads, or endless mirrors, or the rituals that are being held, they are all part of the other party's arrangement.

"Not good! Her ritual is complete! ”

Leonard's expression sank, and he seemed to be able to see directly through the wall into the bedroom.

Before he could make a move, he was forcibly held in place, only his eyes could move, and he was staring anxiously at the bedroom.

The ritual greatly enhances the control of the silk thread!

Grandin was also entangled in countless transparent silk threads, and the whole person was hung in the air, and then grabbed by an invisible hand like a yoyo, and smashed towards the restaurant.

The power of the dream reappeared, infiltrating the house, but this time it could only delay the opponent's movements slightly, and the two forces formed a brief confrontation, giving the two night watchmen in the room a moment of respite.

It is necessary to interrupt the forcible control of the other party...... I was able to do this by adding and subtracting good luck and bad luck, but the other party performed the ritual and I was too close to Him...... You need to be more cautious in using your Destiny abilities to avoid being snooped on by the evil god...... And those annoying stand-ins, those mirrors......

Hanging from the ceiling, Grandin had all sorts of thoughts coming to him for a while, and finally he turned his attention to the gas pipe that had fallen by the window, and thought of a way to break the situation.

Hey, I'm getting more and more proficient as a 'Priest of Calamity'.

With a sigh, Grandin closed his eyes, and the power of the 'Priest of Calamity' was induced, and he 'saw' that the explosion and flames were confined to the second floor and did not spread.

He could accept this result, so he no longer hesitated, reluctantly aimed at the gas pipe, and pulled the trigger.

"Phew!"

After the first shot, there was a noticeable dent in the pipe, and Grandin did not hesitate to fire a second shot.

"Phew!"

The shot made an explosive hole in the pipe, and a large amount of gas poured into the room along the broken area and through the window, mixing well with the air.

Leonard, who noticed this, looked horrified and began to struggle more vigorously, and after realizing that he could not break free with his physique, he nodded bitterly and closed his eyes in resignation.

Confirming that his teammates were ready, Grandin turned his wrist with difficulty and fired again at the kerosene lamp that had fallen on the carpet......

......

On the lawn in front of the apartment building, Klein was holding a gun, staring warily to the left and right. Not far ahead, Dunn leaned against the corner of the apartment with his eyes closed, his hands clasped to his forehead, the dark trench coat keeping the captain well hidden in the dark.

The gunshots that rang out from time to time on the second floor made him a little worried, but Crane knew that with his current strength, he could only help in the battle, so he didn't think about getting up, but tried to do his job well, such as guarding the captain who was in the dream.

The constant gunfire had shaken the entire street, and the panic was spreading like a plague, except for the apartment building.

Klein had tried to tell the results of the divination operation, but the citrine pendant would rotate clockwise and swing counterclockwise, making it impossible for him to tell.

There's a force in that apartment that's stopping me from divination.

Crane looked up at the second floor, and felt like a window with pink curtains like a giant mouth that would be devoured by people, chewing flesh and eating hope.

Just as he wanted to turn his gaze and look elsewhere, his neck suddenly locked, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the roof of the apartment building.

At the top of the third floor, a beautiful creature of pure white has been standing there since I don't know when, it is Mr. Fate's messenger!

On its smooth wings, there was a flow of brilliance, as if sensing Crane's gaze, and it turned its head to look here, Crane just wanted to say hello, but in the blink of an eye, the creature disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Crane looked around, but found no trace.

It's such a magical animal, but why does it open and close its mouth every time I see it, as if it's eating? What exactly is it eating? Could it be that they are eating air......

This hilarious thought flashed through his mind, and before he could delve into it—

"Boom!"

Crane's head was buzzing as the explosion shook the earth, and he looked at the apartment in confusion, only to see flames rising from the second-floor window, and the heat wave swept all the small gadgets into the air and threw them out of the window.

Under the apartment building, Dunn, who closed his eyes and clenched his fists, stumbled, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and without waiting for Klein to ask, he quickly explained:

"Turn off the gas pipes and evacuate the residents."

After speaking, without waiting for Klein to answer, he kicked on the bulge on the wall, climbed up to the second floor, and broke into the room from the balcony in the face of the red flame.

Crane, who had never experienced such a scene, was stunned for three seconds, and it was not until the heat wave hit him in the face that he suddenly woke up, first took a deep breath, then turned and rushed to the corner of the street, where there was a gas pipe valve!

He ran wildly with his hat on his side, flanked by the panicked shouts of countless residents:

"Murder!"

"It's an explosion!"

"Help!"

Crane's heart was beating wildly, and he left all the sounds behind, and all he could see was the gas pipe conditioning box, and before he could get close, he turned the revolver, grabbed the barrel with the palm of his hand, and then pulled out the nest to prevent it from being fired by mistake.

Three steps away from the tin box, he jumped high and, as he fell, plucked up all his strength to hold the revolver and slammed it into the padlock!

"Smack!"

With a single blow of the butt, the padlock was smashed, and Crane breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to steadily open the box, revealing a total of three rows of valves inside.

"26 Wendell Street......

"26 Wendell Street......

"Found it! 26-30 Wendell Street! ”

After a nervous search, Klein finally found the control valve, and he immediately grabbed the handle and twisted it to the right.

"Squeak-"

With the valve closed, he finally didn't have to worry about the fire spreading and spreading to the gas pipe, causing a more violent explosion. Then, without waiting for his breath to even, he took out the citrine pendant again and began divination:

"It's dangerous to use the 'Destiny Charm'."

"It's dangerous to use the 'Destiny Charm'."

After seven consecutive times, the pendant clearly begins to turn counterclockwise.

It seems that he has been out of the other party's sphere of influence......

Klein thought for a moment, then didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately took out the charm and activated:

"I hope the fire is under control!"

The golden spell quickly blackened and shrunk, but nothing changed around it.

Instead of waiting for the change to happen, Klein defied the shouts of the residents and ran wildly towards 26 Wendell Street, his teammates still fighting!

......

The room on the second floor was red, the precious fabrics and soft blankets were burning, and the impact of the explosion caused the bedroom to hear the constant sound of mirrors cracking.

Grandin, who was hanging in the air, opened his mouth to prevent his eardrum from bursting due to the shock of the explosion, but even if he had prepared in advance, the pressure generated by the explosion still made his eyes black for a while, and the whole person was dizzy and stuck to the ceiling.

This is exacerbated by elevated temperatures and a lack of oxygen.

Fortunately, the enemy was not at ease, and the explosion slammed open the bedroom door, and then Grandin swept through the long-stored 'mental storm'.

Under the double blow, a terrible cry came from the bedroom, the invisible restraint was lifted, Grandin rolled to the ground, his bare face was blackened, there were many slender wounds all over his body, and the left side of the rib was faintly painful, perhaps broken and broken.

That's when the 'Flesh Badge' on his hand came into play, stealthily and continuously repairing his injuries.

Grandin briskly ran over to the fallen Leonard, who needed to confirm his injury.