While Anderson was caught between two loaves of bread, Daniz was trying to restrain his presence and move resolutely to the side of the street.

Anyone on the field, whether they were dressed in black or white, made him feel great fear, and Daniz didn't think about coming to rescue Anderson.

Although this "strongest hunter in the Misty Sea" is a little annoying, it is far from the point where Daniz will watch him die, and since he can't do anything, Daniz naturally chooses to ask for help.

There was a god who once gave Daniz an "oracle" and prayed to him whenever there was an anomaly in Anderson's vicinity.

Daniz finally moved himself to the corner, and he shrank behind a signposted pole, and hung his head and whispered in Old Hermesian:

"Fools who do not belong to this age; the mysterious lord above the gray mist; The Yellow and Black King of Good Fortune......"

Of the few people at the center of the conflict, no one gave Daniz extra glances, only the nun turned her head slightly, and her closed eyes fell in Daniz's direction.

Ince Zangwille stared at the white-robed priest with a silver cross hanging from his chest, as if he was praying with his eyes down.

The blue eyes were full of fear, but in the red eyes full of veins, there was bloodthirsty rage, until the roar crossed Ince's grasp of his body and came out of his head, and another voice came through Ince's mouth:

"Adam!!"

The Creator's eldest son, the "Angel of Fantasy", made Sauron Einhorn Medici the mastermind behind the evil spirit he is today.

Hearing this shout, the white-robed priest opened his eyes, and his pale pupils had turned into brilliant gold and became erect, and the invisible wind and waves blew and dispersed from Adam's body, and the nun, who had been standing quietly behind him, lowered her head and folded her hands.

Her black turban fluttered behind her, but her figure faded and soon disappeared into thin air.

The pitch-black stone pillars rose from the ground like towering mountain pillars, and together they supported the phantom of a magnificent church, and this phantom turned into a physical object in the blink of an eye, and the bones embedded in each place drooped slightly, as if staring at Ince Zangwill, who was trapped inside.

The rest of the people and things on the street are excluded, and this is a strange space independent of the astral and spiritual realms.

The church of bones is not gloomy, but rather has a holy feeling against the backdrop of the tall cross.

The classical quill had long since broken free from Ince's grasp, and scrambled for time for the church to become a physical entity, and began to write on his robe:

"Anderson Hood was a friend of Gelman Sparrow's and was on the radar of Ulorius, and based on some unknown factors, it was logical that Ulorius had come here at this point in time!"

The light fell from the window at the top of the church, reflecting off the few particles floating in the air, but soon it condensed into an illusory cascade of pure white wings that stretched out to the sides to outline figures on their knees in prayer.

The long silver hair fell back as the figure raised its head, revealing a beautiful face and gentle eyes.

Ulorius slowly stood up, his eyes blankly falling into the void, but quickly focused on the white-robed priest.

Catching the faint hint of Ulorius' anger, Adam smiled compassionately.

Silver-white rivers flowed under Ulorius's eyes, and the symbols of the wheels of the wheels poured out from him, stacking on top of each other, until all the circles formed a long chain of silver streams, end to end.

The Chapel of Bones, which had just been fully erected, was reversed by the "restart" of the King of Angels, and instantly lost its physical body, returning to the state where the black stone pillars had just appeared.

The real-world plaza becomes an illusion on the outside, revealing a gap large enough to get the trapped out.

Ulorius caused such a change, of course, in order to fly away, and Ince Zangwill couldn't wait to seize this opportunity to communicate with the spirit world again, and the colors around him blurred into large patches of color, and it seemed that he could successfully launch the "Spirit World Shuttle".

However, a cross hundreds of meters high fell from a great height, fell straight down, and was inserted in the center of the ossuary.

It does not seem to appear suddenly, but gradually becomes real from the void, materialized by the unique power of the "utopian", and pulled out of the imagination!

There is a vague figure carrying it on the cross.

However, even if it was vague, the figure was still majestic and imposing, making people subconsciously want to bow down with respect.

Ulorius's eyes widened slightly, and there was a brief trance, and the vague figure carrying the cross also made the evil spirit in Ince Zangwill's body stunned for a moment, and then burst into another more sad roar:

"How dare you!? How do you match—"

The sun's brilliant light burst out, obscuring all the figures and voices in the church, and under the protection of the purest power, the Church of Bones took shape again, enclosing Ulorius and Ince Zangwill.

The square was full of people, and on the side street, a coffin pulled by a horse passed smoothly and peacefully.

Anderson was left on one knee, his body still stiff, Daniz wrapped in a shadow cloak behind a lamppost on a street corner, whispering a fearful prayer in Old Hermes.

A hundred meters away, the "winner" walked into the telegraph office, and the "secret puppet master" played the messenger harmonica.

A letter with the location and the name of "Ince Zangwill" was sent, as was a telegram reporting Ince's whereabouts, leading to the Church of the Night's strongholds in West and East Bayran.

The arrow is on the string, but the line between the prey and the hunter is blurred.

——

Ince Zangwill, who has survived since his defection to the Night Church, is convinced that it is the result of wisdom.

His cool mind, his mastery of judging the situation, and the damn quill of "0-08", the strange power that was enough to arrange everything in secret.

He didn't feel that he could have any strength to fight against an angel king like Adam, so Ince very decisively handed over the control of his body to the evil spirit of the "Red Angel".

The "gatekeepers" use their bodies as prisons to form vessels large enough to carry spirits.

Medici didn't have time to feel the rare freedom, and at the very first moment the light faded, Ince's body was enveloped in flying flames, fluttering and rising in the church like a flaming battle flag.

The huge cross and the sun-like light have not disappeared, but have become a shadow outside the church, constantly closing the place from the outside world.

The classical quill scurried like a mouse, and had slipped into Ince's robe, but it still didn't stop writing when it shrank inside the robe:

"All this turned out to be the plan of the 'Fantasy Angel', who would have thought that Ince Zangwill was the real prey, and he seemed so ridiculous at this moment!

"With such a failure, is Inss Zangwill's path going to stop there? But Sauron Einhorn Medich is still there, and his old friends, who once shared their blood on the battlefield, are also trapped in the Chapel of Bones.

"This is the moment when there are no words, they have long had that common enemy!"

Adam's eyes rolled slightly, and the invisible "spiritual breath" had fallen on Ince and Ulorius at the same time.

However, the round wheel of light unfolded again, and was dispelled from Ince before the pain could reach the point of crushing the spirit.

"Great snake! One minute! Medici, who controlled Ince's body, shouted loudly, and at this critical moment, the evil spirits of Sauron and Einhorn also tacitly kept quiet, leaving Medici, who was most familiar with Ulorius, in control.

Ulorius didn't respond, just vaguely hooked the corners of his mouth, or maybe it was just the illusion that his hair was falling with a shadow when he lowered his head.

He stretched out his hand towards the rotating wheel symbols around him, causing them to glow more intensely, and the huge Möbius ring spread out from Ulorius's feet, enveloping the positions where he and Ince stood, and at the same time turning the bodies of Ulorius and Ince into silver shadows.

A short cycle of time.

Adam's hand was lifted and placed lightly on the cross on His chest: "The date has not yet come." ”

The invisible wave crashed violently against the mercury-textured Möbius ring, making it tremble violently.

As a loud bell rang out from the cross outside the church, the silver ring shattered suddenly, bursting with a light that was not dazzling but unusually strong, and illuminated the entire church with silver glow.

Adam's clear eyes reflected all this, without any emotion.

The Möbius ring only lasted for five seconds in total.

But that's enough, in the short internal time loop, Medici, who is in a state of evil spirit, has grabbed the minute he wants.

The two silver phantoms returned to their original form at the same time, but Ince's right hand was raised high, and a dense stream of blazing white fire ravens hovered around him, dragging blue-purple tail feathers, and blood-red flames in their eye sockets, like tornadoes, flying around Ince in the center.

As Ince's right fist clenched suddenly, all the fire crows let out a terrible chirp at the same time, and when Ince's right fist slammed down, a certain red-haired and wanton figure seemed to flash on his face.

The flock of fire ravens spread throughout the church, and the moment they collided with any entity, the flames that were compressed to the extreme thundered like bombs, and more fire ravens rushed to the white-robed priest standing in front of the cross, and in an instant, they drowned his figure with their flaming wings.

The sound of the explosion was also sealed in the church, except for the continuous explosion of firelight, which shook the stained glass windows that let in sunlight.

The classical quill took advantage of this buffer period to swim again:

"Ince Zangwill can do nothing but tremble, but his enemies cannot be held back, and if Sauron Einhorn Medici drains his spirit, the scales of victory will surely tip again, and he must find a way to escape as soon as possible—and while the scene is stalemate, fate has already chosen the object of its favor!"

The silver river was rippling, and the subtle ripples swept under Ulorius's eyes, and he noticed it.

Urorius flipped his palm, and a little silver light suddenly appeared in front of Ince, slashing upwards and dissipating, and the silver light swept through, leaving the wound on Ince's forehead, and quickly oozing blood, as if a red mark was dotted on Ince's eyebrows.

Hints, as well as "lucky".

Medici did not hesitate, and he chose to believe in the only friend he had now.

The crimson flames enveloped Ince's body, then turned blazing white.

A meteor-like figure flew towards the stained-glass window, and the moment before it touched, a blue flame escaped from Ince, and the glass window made a loud popping sound.

I don't know when, it was actually blown out by the fire crow's attack A tiny crack, and in such an impact, the crack suddenly expanded.

As the glass shattered, a gap appeared in the seal of the Chapel of Bones.

Like a flaming javelin that had been thrown, Ince Zangwill flew out of that window.