Panatia didn't wait outside the church, as if assuming that he was dead inside.

Calmly waiting for the red moon to end clearly, the secret couple from history was not too difficult to convince Panatia and Mr. A, maybe it was the desire to leave that overcame the hunting instinct, maybe it was the finger eating that really suppressed the madness, just like babies like to suck their fingers, anyway, the two who ate their fingers can now communicate and trade normally like people.

The two of them walked into the church after reaching the conditions of mutual checks and balances, perhaps it was the stability theorem of the triangle that gave Panatia a sense of security, when Zarathu grabbed a pen and paper out of thin air, and when Gelman suddenly stuffed a suspicious ball of fish into her mouth, she was only slightly confused and was distracted by impatience and excitement, like a gambler waiting for the lottery before the lottery, all his mind was about what to buy after winning the lottery, and Panatia was thinking about how many men she would sleep with after going out, which one to sleep with first, and which one to sleep with next.

The illusory door was opened, revealing the outside scene, and Panatia excitedly rushed through first, playfully looking back at the disobedient food, and then lit the cursed puppet that suddenly appeared in her hand.

However, Gelman in Panatia's eyes was not a little panicked and frightened, his eyes stared at the scene behind the door without emotion, but the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a strange smile, his body was motionless, swallowed by black flames, and the body wrapped in the clergyman's robe collapsed and melted little by little like black wax.

Panatia's smile turned into horror before she could put it away, and she screamed and turned into mirror after mirror, using all her power to save herself, and a deep despair welled up in her heart, and before her mind was completely free, her mind flashed with faces of extreme pain and despair, and the last one was her own beautiful distorted face.

Panatia's expression was quickly dull, hanging in the air by an invisible hand, like a fisherman's freshly prepared salted fish ready to dry.

Mr. A, who had been dumbfounded and silent, did not have time to pass through the escape gate and avoided the fate of being salted, but he did not escape the judgment of truth, and the mushroom of justice occupied Mr. A's body and brain.

Wearing a hat and a red shirt, Mario, who had done all this, was targeted by this crazy giant mushroom as soon as he approached.

Pushed forward by the strong wind, the big mushroom chased the enemy of his life with sparks and lightning all the way, and Crane jumped all over the town with the help of the flames.

When the red moon is no longer clear, when the summons of Zarathu are no longer left, when the scene becomes more chaotic, beware of a piece missing from the heart and body...... It still can't let go of that man, and it will never let go, revenge is the biggest waiting for the rest of its life.

After several songs, the red moon didn't even come out of the fog once, which made Klein can't help but ask, is the goddess of the night watching here!

Of course, if the lamp god was there, he might have told Crane that not only was the night watching, but he would even be tempted to call Mother Earth and ask him to take care of Frank's mushrooms. If the real Creator could see this, he would also call the Earth Goddess to strongly condemn the murder of Bishop Rose, and demand that illegal mushroom research led by Frank be banned as soon as possible.

When the mushroom finally fell, Crane picked up the super-double wriggling hunger, and silently thanked the true creator for the reward in his heart, but skillfully connected it four times in his chest.

Re-entering the church, Zarathu's ashes were gone, and Crane seriously considered whether to take his urn with him for a second, imagining what kind of seal would be formed if Zarathu's body was sealed in one day.

After a second, he gave up on the idea, feeling that he still had to be a little more reluctant.

Repainting the symbol of the goddess of the night, Crane left the misty town without incident, and after divination to confirm whether it was dangerous, Crane looked for the direction, teleported several times, and crossed the distance of several counties in reality, returning to his paradise on earth at 160 Berlund Street.

Quietly breathing a long sigh of relief in his heart, Crane decided to wait for the limelight to pass, and then go to St. Samuel's Church and donate a little more gold pounds.

Sending away Arodes, the smile of the lamp god emerged.

"Did you have fun?"

The corners of Dantès's mouth, who had already changed his face and put on his nightgown, twitched, and then sighed with a toothache on his face: "I was almost eaten." ”

The lantern god laughed and said, "Life always needs some excitement, fun, and anticipation, doesn't it?" ”

Dantès glanced at the lamp god and responded, "Stimulated me, amused you." ”

"No, you're our common expectation."

The lamp god smiled.

……

"The second time, this is the second time!"

Leonard's face was gloomy and he roared inwardly.

Once again, he watched as things happened, and there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, a teammate hurriedly walked in and announced the latest news: the internal caretaker had been possessed by a ghost.

"How is it possible for a resentful spirit to operate inside a church?" Another teammate immediately questioned.

How could it not be? There's also a Level 0 Seal that can intimidate the Red Glove in the church! Leonard thought even more resentfully.

After a cursory glance at him and no one paying attention to him, Leonard turned his head to the corner wall and asked in a low and vague voice, "Old man, you really didn't notice anything at that time?" ”

After waiting for two seconds, the old voice said earnestly, "The reason why I have been able to survive from the Quaternary to the present is because I have never been nosy. ”

Leonard was dumbfounded for a moment, but then lowered his voice angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You found out! Why don't you alert me? Do you know who the infiltrator is? ”

The voice echoed in my head: "I haven't been found by Amon until now, not only because I hide well, but also because I am deaf and blind and listen to people's advice. ”

It's Dawn Dantès! I knew it was him!

Many thoughts crossed Leonard's mind, and his face changed over and over again.

I need to guide the deacons to notice Daun Dantès's anomaly without touching him, especially since the investigation into this infiltration is being carried out under the supervision of His Excellency the Archbishop, as long as His Excellency the Archbishop knows......

Yes, and the organization that believes in the "fools", those cases......

Leonard suddenly felt that things had more to start with.

……

It had already been discovered that someone was watching Klein on 160 who had had luncheon, taking a nap as usual, and he was waiting for the night watchmen to ask about their dreams.

However, the dream was not peaceful, Crane could always see a slippery snow-white, a deep wound that was expanding, and the flesh that turned out opened on its own, turning into a giant mouth that swallowed the sky, wriggling and engulfing itself, and then Crane found that he was only left with a hollowed-out human skin, carried by an irresistible force, hanging on a huge hanger, and at his feet there was a monster covered in mushrooms, spitting a liquid as black as melting wax into a tin-white clay pot, stirring the gray powder inside......

It's good that the night watchman didn't come, or else...... I don't know if the nightmare will be able to eat my nightmares, maybe help them play ...... Crane opened his eyes and closed them again.

Let's ask Miss Justice to try it, if you don't look directly at the content of my dream, it shouldn't pollute her.

(End of chapter)