In the empty streets in the early hours of the morning, only Rosago and Klein were figured.

From the reflection of the glass of the carriage on the side of the road, Klein saw the stiff body of Miss Bodyguard, not only him, but Sharon, who was originally quite powerful, was also completely controlled.

This is the consequence of a gunshot wound to her shoulder.

Yager's 'Evelyn' is infused with special mercury bullets, some of which are infused with his blood, and its lethality to the spirits has reached its peak.

If Sharon had just been promoted, this shot would have made her lose her ability to turn into a ghost.

Her overly weak state allowed the well-prepared Rosago to easily control her.

Have to...... Immediately......

Even though his mind was sluggish, Crane somehow gained a breathing space, and he immediately threw the rune he had prepared from his hand.

Fortunately, even when he was close to the church, he still did not let his guard down.

"Dirty..... Dirty! ”

The words of Ancient Hermes were pronounced in a sluggish voice, followed by layers of malicious whispers in Crane's ear.

The voice of the true Creator will descend on the material world and reach the ears of the beings closest to him!

3！

2！

Suddenly! A strange figure appeared behind Klein! Half of his face was wrapped in a blood-colored bandage, he was wearing a light gray trench coat, and the strangely shaped silver blade in his hand shimmered with a terrifying light.

From Crane's unobstructed angle, many small skeleton-like creatures stretched out their hands to welcome their dominants into reality.

It was Yager who rushed over.

His cold black eyes stared at Rosago across from him.

1！

Under Crane's tearful gaze, the true creator's spell took effect.

The closest creature to him is—

Yager.

“Убирайся！ ....*& amp; amp; amp; #滚出 %¥! Earth!!! ”

In the middle of a Victorian-style brickstone street, a black-haired youth covered his ears with a painful expression and was half-kneeling on the ground.

And around him, even though he was only affected, and did not directly hear the voice of the real Creator, several other extraordinary beings still let out a terrible scream on the spot. Sharon could no longer remain in a ghostly state, and fell uncontrollably along with Crane and Rosago, bleeding from her mouth and nose.

Crane's head hurt as if someone had been injected with cement and then stirred so hard that the whispers in his ear almost made him want to smash his head.

However, he was the first of several extraordinary beings to recover, and after a long few dozen seconds passed, he ignored the buzzing in his ears and looked up ahead.

In the trance-like vision, the black-haired young man who had just knelt down had already stood up again, but his left hand was still on the side of his neck.

Yager, who had his back to Klein, had a heart breakdown.

What's going on?! How can the extraordinary abilities of this world still have a larger version of the speaker!

His mind seemed to be cleansed by the roar in his ears, and now he felt that the whole of Beckland looked buzzing.

Yes, it all looks buzzing.

Yager took a deep breath, closed his eyes hard, and then opened them again, trying to shake off the vibration of being played at the maximum volume of the giant speaker.

The roar consisted of some nonsensical words, and the rest in a language he had never heard before, but none of them hindered his comprehension.

To put it simply, babbling means to get him out of this world.

It was as if he wanted to stay, but he told him how to leave.

Yager thought without self-awareness.

He took a few steps forward, and under Crane's gaze, he slitted Rosago's throat with the short knife in his hand.

Zheng –

Blood gushed out, and the scarlet on the dagger drew an elegant arc in the air.

"Hehe...."The handsome man with his throat cut his mouth grew as if he wanted to say something, but only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood with wriggling pieces of flesh.

Only the fluctuations of the Creator's voice were heard, but he mutated.

It makes sense.

"Who?!" Yager turned his head suddenly.

The momentum around him was unreservedly released, causing Klein in the range to suffocate suddenly.

In Yager's inky eyes, a blonde man loomed beside the church spire in the distance.

It seems to be tranquil and mild, but full of manipulative flavor.

Without hesitation, Yager chased after him.

He had just clearly felt the fluctuations of supernatural power around him.

He was yelled at in the face, absolutely! There's definitely a credit to that bastard over there!

The ground beneath Yager's feet rippled with purple, and several messengers crawled on his leather boots, and their figures flashed and disappeared in place.

Only Miss Sharon, who was still screaming, and Crane, who crawled towards the corpse, were left.

In the middle of the night, in the silence of the street, Crane struggled to clasp his fingers onto the uneven masonry and dragged it to Rosago's utterly silent corpse.

Despite the mutation of the voice, Rosago could not survive the bishop's stab.

Blood gushed from the horrific wound on his neck, scarlet flowing down the handsome man's motionless hands onto the black-and-gray masonry road, staining a pool of blood.

A lot of wriggling blood vessels poked out of the broken neck, and they swayed weakly on the ground.

His face still has remnants of the distortion and disbelief of his life.

This is the reason for the change in divination.....

Rosago's kneeling body slumped to the road as Klein reached out and grabbed it.

Even Klein, who was in the same camp, felt a chill down his spine at the crime scene of Mr. Bishop.

Obviously, this demigod killed him with a sword at most.

Although it is not known why the Bishop left, now is the perfect time for him to channel the spirit of this suspected Extraordinary Person of the same sequence.

Despite the dizziness of his mind, Crane stood up tremblingly, pulled out the Azk bronze whistle, and took four counterclockwise steps.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun.

Fusheng Xuanhuang God.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun.

He went into the gray mist.

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On the other side, Yager, who didn't know that he had given Klein an upgrade package, was speeding through the streets of Beckland.

A goddamn sixth didn't wait for him on the roof of the church.

The figure of the blonde man appeared and disappeared from the eaves of the residential area, but always kept a certain distance from him.

Fishing is blatant.

Yager's eyes locked on him.

His mind had calmed down from a momentary irritability, and his eyes stared at the figure flickering in the night sky without emotion.

The ability of the opposite side is related to the coincidences he encounters.

Yager was clearly aware.

It wasn't the first time he'd felt such extraordinary fluctuations, but it had been faint and hadn't acted on him, making it difficult for him to trace the cause.

But this time, the blonde man's ability directly acted on the spell behind him, as well as the mutated corpse. In order to create this coincidence, the other party spent several times more intensity than the previous few times, such as the girl who was following him in the alley.

As a result, abilities that were only vaguely felt were accurately captured.

What does he want to do?

The figure of the blonde man led him to the edge of Beckland.

Here, the Courier can no longer teleport with Yager, and the blonde man appears more frequently with his reduced movement speed.

Eventually, the figure disappeared in front of a house.

The villa's towering iron doors cut off visitors from the outside world, and the enemies who lured him here are gone.

"In a noble manor very close to the city, there is an evil spirit."

The black-haired young man staring at the dilapidated courtyard through the iron gate echoed the voice of the alley girl in his head.

This is a clear trap.

But can he really hold back and not step on it?