Angel stared blankly at the open space downstairs.

Although it was chaotic just now, the battlefield was still clear, and now it was a mess.

Riel Bieber, who was more than two meters tall and weighed an estimated weight of more than three hundred kilograms, exploded after being pulled out of Antigonus Notes by Lorota, and his twisted flesh was more completely shattered than the "dock workers" torn apart by it, and countless pieces of meat, internal organs, and slime swept through everyone on the field with a surging shock wave.

The tuxedo clown who tried to snatch the notes was shot away from the explosion in an instant, but it was a burning paper figure that slammed across the battlefield and smashed against the warehouse wall, and the clown disappeared under the flames.

The other night watchers were not comfortable either.

Dunn was also very close to control Rare Bieber, and was blown away by the shock wave more than ten meters away, hitting his head on the wooden box on the side, and his body twitched and he lay down.

Lorota and Borgia were in the same direction, and the landing position was also the same, Lorota was originally injured in the silent howl of Rare Bieber, and forcibly activated the ability to find the monster's weakness and recapture the Antigonus Note, and now it was thrown like this, and there was no movement. Borgia was slightly better, lying beside Lorota, moaning and shaking his arms, unconsciously groping for something in his pocket.

Leonard was in the worst situation, when he tried to control Rare Bieber with the ability of the Midnight Poet, he was injured by a howl, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground, and was blown into a corner of the clearing by the shockwave in the explosion, and there was a lot of fresh blood around him.

Crane, who was furthest from the center of the explosion and didn't seem to have suffered much damage, had risen from the ground by this point, shaking his head in an attempt to stay awake.

After quickly assessing the situation on the field, Angel jumped from the roof of the building and slowly landed with the help of the Assassin's "lightness", ready to help Leonard, who was most seriously injured.

She hadn't forgotten the tuxedo clown who had escaped and escaped, but the wild extraordinary, who had escaped with first-class skills, should have also been injured at this time, and did not immediately appear to snatch the Antigonus Note.

By the way, notes......

She scanned the ground full of broken pieces of flesh and entrails, and saw that the ancient, mysterious-looking notebook stained with Riel Bieber's bodily fluids lay quietly next to an arm with open skin that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog.

Is that "docker's" or "Rare Bieber"?

Suppressing the desire to vomit that was surging in her heart, Angel turned her eyes to Klein, who was still standing aside, and said to Klein, who seemed to be scared silly: "Crane, you protect your notes, I'll go and see Leonard's situation, he ......"

Crane, with his trench coat covered in dust and a tattered top hat, stood motionless, his eyes blank, his feet twisted in a strange position, like a tap dance that had hit the pause button halfway through.

Don't......

She saw Seal 2-049, the iron box containing the Antigonus puppet lying at Klein's feet, not even a meter away, probably due to Dunn's previous shooting and the shocking explosion of Rare Bieber at the end, the box had broken a big crack, and the puppet's small hand wrapped in brown cloth was picking at the crack, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes peering inside.

Klein was controlled by 2-049? How long has it been?

Angel bit her lip in annoyance, when she looked down from a high place just now, she mistakenly thought that Klein was blown up by the shockwave generated by the explosion, but she didn't expect that this unlucky guy was due to 2-049 being blown up to her side, directly entering the effective range of five meters, and was controlled by the negative effect.

The only question now is, is it too late to save him?

Without bothering to help Leonard, who was badly injured, Angel walked directly towards Klein, who had entered a state of complete stagnation, and stopped at a distance of about six meters from 2-049 and about five meters from Crane.

She also remembered the changes that Seal 2-049 had in Rare Bieber's house when he felt the breath of the Antigonus family's descendants, and at this time in a place full of Riel Bieber's "breath", 2-049 was undoubtedly still in a manic state, which meant that he could control two targets at the same time.

Although it is heartwarming to save people, it is pointless to put yourself in, and now that only one of you has the ability to act, if you rashly enter the effective range of the seal, I am afraid that it will be too late to save Crane, and you will become the second victim. The only way to do this is to find a stick that exceeds the 2-049 area of effect and poke Klein's body to wake him up.

No, in addition to himself, there was also the tuxedo clown......

As she thought of this, she seemed to hear the sound of covert, slow footsteps.

But there was no third person standing except for himself standing and Klein, who was stiff.

It seems that the tuxedo clown used his ability to hide himself again, and was he going to kill her? Or against Klein, who looks like a live target?

Angel held the gun in one hand, his brain teaser and his gaze swept in the direction from which the footsteps came.

Notes, notes from the House of Antigonus!

The notebook on the ground that Lorotta had pulled out of Rare Bieber's body caught her eye, and the tuxedo clown seemed to be aimlessly provoking and interfering with the night watchmen's operations, but his purpose had always been this notebook.

At this time, she only hated that she hadn't stayed up late to make a few "Phantom Phosphorus Eruptions", and if she had brought this special bullet to deal with stealth enemies, she would not have fallen into the current passive situation at all.

Unfortunately, regretting it now is useless, and she can only follow the general direction of the footsteps and the connection of the notes, and shoot two points according to her intuition.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Unsurprisingly, this blind shot had no chance of hitting at all, but these two shots succeeded in stopping the stealthy clown, and Angel seized the moment and rushed at Antigonus's notes with one lunge, ignoring the disgusting red and yellow slime on the cover, and grabbed it in his hand.

Less than five meters in front of her, the air distorted as if heated, and like an invisible curtain being lifted, and the emaciated figure of the tuxedo clown appeared.

It was no longer appropriate to call him a tuxedo clown, he was like a beggar in a shabby costume, the black dress that looked like he was attending a high-end dinner party had been torn all over the gaps by the explosion, and one sleeve was missing, revealing a close-fitting white shirt with a little blood oozing from it. The silk top hat was thrown somewhere, and the clown oil paint on his face was also mixed with blood, and at this time, the corners of the face were pressed down, full of anger, and the eyes of the red oil paint were staring at Angel.

Syllable!

The clown snaps his fingers, and invisible bullets are generated, shooting at a speed that is not inferior to physical bullets.

Having seen the opponent's methods, Angel, who had been prepared for a long time, rolled on the spot to dodge the attack of the "air bullet", and raised his gun to shoot back with his backhand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Shot after shot, Angel realized the helplessness of the night watchmen who had fought with the Joker before, even if they were less than ten meters away, the Joker could still twist his body or bounce to change direction, perfectly dodging the bullets that shot at him.

Is it the speed of reaction? Or is it the special abilities that the potions give him?

Fortunately, the deterrence of the firearms made the Joker not dare to continue the pursuit, and he bypassed the effective range of 2-049 and crossed an arc away from Angel.

He knows the effect of the seal?

Angel watched the Joker's path in confusion, and left his position the moment the Joker snapped his fingers back with an invisible bullet, avoiding the fatal blow.

"Click!"

Angel ran out of bullets and still didn't hurt the nimble clown, she couldn't reload the note in one hand, so she could only throw down the empty gun and take out the spare pistol from under her armpit, but this delay, the joker had already circled the back of Klein along the area of influence of 2-049.

"Tut-tut," the clown with the cover was no longer silent, and opened his mouth to say the first sentence of the day: "Stop doing these meaningless things, don't you want to hurry up and rescue your companions?" In another two or three minutes, he would never wake up. ”

At this time, the two of them stood in a straight line around the range of 2-049 in effect, ten meters away, Angel tried to bypass Crane, but the other party was alert, and immediately made corresponding moves synchronously, hiding behind Crane.

The two of them are like cowboys holding guns in a duel, constantly adjusting their positions around Klein step by step, looking for opportunities.

"My task is only that notebook, you throw it to me, and I'll leave immediately." The Joker's slightly shrill voice drifted along the wind, "You still have plenty of time to save him, it's a last resort, and your superiors won't blame you." ”

"How can you promise that you won't kill us when you get the notes?"

Angel asked slowly with a hesitant look, his feet moving, trying to move left and right, finding a shot that could bypass Klein's shots.

"I can't guarantee that, but I can guarantee another point, if you don't hand over your notes immediately, I'll kill this idiot first, and then have a 'fair duel' with you."

The clown reached over his head with one hand to support his top hat, snapped his fingers with the other, and an invisible bullet punched a shallow pit at Klein's feet, but the nowhere top hat made him feel empty, making this deliberate handsome gesture even more funny.

No, this position can only hit at best, and with his vigilance, it is almost impossible to hit......

Angel watched as the Joker's hands and feet stretched out from time to time behind Klein, and tried to shoot several times, but couldn't find a good opportunity.

If only someone else could help......

"If you kill him, I'll throw the notes next to the box right away, and you won't want to get your hands on him." While perfunctory as the clown, Angel glanced around, and several injured night watchmen were unconscious or moaning, and no one could immediately come to their aid.

At that moment, she noticed that the frozen Klein's blank eyes seemed to regain their brightness, and she winked at Angel.

Can a person affected by 2-049 still blink?

When she was confused, Klein twitched the corners of his mouth again, as if he was afraid that the clown behind him would find out that the range of movements was very small, but Angel, who was observing carefully, still noticed.

Could it be that he has gotten rid of the negative effects?

While it is not known how Klein did it, it was undoubtedly the best way to break the deadlock.

"It's better to throw the note at his feet first, you help me rescue him, and then take the note and leave." In order to prevent the Joker from discovering that Crane has woken up, Angel casually makes a suggestion to attract the other party's attention.

"Are you taking me for a fool? If I dare to do so, I will immediately make a hole in his head. ”

The clown seems to be enraged, and he raises his right hand, his thumb and middle finger pinched together, making a motion to fire an invisible bullet.

Crane, who had his back to him, blinked again, and then his eyes skimmed to his feet.

He's signaling the use of Seal 2-049!

Angel reacted, no longer hesitated, and with a flick of his left hand holding the note, he threw the Antigonus note at Klein's feet...... of 2-049.

Crane stooped down at the same time, dodging the invisible bullet that the annoyed clown fired at him.

Syllable!

"Bang!"

The snap of fingers and the sound of the revolver rang out at the same time, and both invisible and qualitative bullets flew over Crane's head at the same time, the former slashing through Angel's left shoulder as he was dodging sideways, leaving a bloody streak through the trench coat, and the latter piercing the Joker's right chest, creating an ugly wound that ran through the front and back.

This guy!

How did he wake up?

The clown's eyes widened and his heart was horrified, and he didn't care to continue attacking the two of them, he covered the wound on his chest with one hand and wiped it on his shoulder, erasing the fatal wound like a stain, and a bloody wound appeared on his shoulder.

The two fingers of the other hand were pinched together and snapped their fingers, and there seemed to be flames gushing out between the fingers.

The task failed, and now only ...... Yes...... Escape......

His fast-moving mind suddenly became sluggish and sluggish, his joints were filled with glue, making it difficult to move a bit, and in his sight, the flames that leaped out of his fingers burned and disappeared, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.

Be...... Anti-...... Elder brother......

The only eye that could still move turned to his feet, and the iron box that was still a few meters away had appeared beside him, and in the cracks, pure black pupilless eyes were looking at him.