"Are you alright?"

The voice of the "Rogue Black" Black Emperor was low and majestic, but there was a hint of concern in it.

Angel nodded slowly, indicating that she was fine.

Although the battle was fierce, it only lasted for a minute or so, and the attacks of the Apostle of Desire were almost all avoided by the stand-in, and did not cause substantial damage to her, and only a small part of her spirituality was consumed, and the only problem was psychological......

Until the end of the battle, the desire that had been ignited in her body still affected her thoughts.

Although he was already familiar with the attack method of the "Apostle of Desire" and made corresponding coping strategies, such as not wearing the "Ring of Madness", using the killing desire brought by the extraordinary characteristics of the "Dawn Knight" to cover up his other desires, and using the "Magic Pocket Watch" to quickly solve the battle in advance, Sequence 6 fought against Sequence 5 alone, which still allowed the other party to grasp a flaw, detonate the seeds of desire buried in her body unconsciously, and even had the power to fight back under serious injuries.

Fortunately, I am not alone......

She looked at the "Black Emperor" Sherlock floating in the air, who had just withdrawn his gaze from looking at her, and slowly floated above the dead "Apostle of Desire", capturing the spirit of the newly dead body.

According to the pre-battle plan, Sherlock would first channel him in a spirit state, in which only a brief ritual would be required to perform effective spiritism, and the best results would be obtained.

Seeing that Sherlock did not delay and quickly entered the state, Angel also dragged his tired body a little farther away and walked towards the suitcase thrown by the "Apostle of Desire" before.

What is it that can make this extraordinary person who fled in a hurry reluctant to give up?

Lifting the heavy suitcase and lowering it on slightly dry ground, Angel unfastened the clasp of the case and lifted the lid.

What appeared in front of her was a stack of 10 pound bills, and the serious round face of William I, the "Founder", looked so cute at this time that Angel wanted to kiss it.

"Greed is the greed that is detonated by the 'Apostle of Desire'......"

She quickly made an excuse for herself, resisted her impulse, and made a rough estimate that the gold pounds in this suitcase were more than ten thousand pounds, and with a small number of gold bars, the total value might be around thirteen thousand pounds.

This is more expensive than the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 5......

I couldn't believe this gain, Angel's hands were a little trembling when she closed the lid, she lifted the heavy suitcase and returned to the "Apostle of Desire", Sherlock also finished divination at this time, the black helmet turned, and his eyes looked this way.

"There's a lot of harvest, go back and tell me more, do you want to 'graze' him now?"

"Yes," Angel reluctantly put down the suitcase, removed the "Rose Necklace" from his neck, and pressed the blood-colored gem against the forehead of the Apostle of Desire, mobilizing his spirit and activating the magical item.

A breeze blew, swirling around Angel and the somewhat miserable bodies of the Apostle of Desire, faster and faster.

In the center of the whirlwind, an almost transparent figure appeared, it was the brown-haired and brown-eyed "Apostle of Desire", his expression was not as cold as when he was alive, but extremely painful, his mouth was open, as if he was letting out a silent roar, and his limbs were shaking in the whirlwind, trying his best to fight against "grazing".

Streaks of magma-like bright yellow light emerged from the corpses beneath the transparent figures, and instead of gradually aggregating like normal precipitation, they grew faster and faster as the whirlwind swirled.

Eventually, the light melted into the transparent figure, dyeing him with the color of fire, and finally merging into the blood-red gem on the rose necklace.

The inside of the gemstone seems to light up a dim lamp, with the same color as the light just now, making the gem even more sparkling.

Angel breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the necklace and put it back on her neck.

She has managed to herd her first soul.

The corpse that had lost its soul and extraordinary properties seemed to have become a little rickety, but the two people on the side knew that it was just an illusion, and the corpse had not lost any part of its substance, it just no longer possessed extraordinary powers.

At this point, all the objectives have been successfully accomplished, intercepting and killing the fleeing "Apostle of Desire", completing the channeling of him, and herding his extraordinary characteristics.

There is even an additional gold pound income......

Watching the "Black Emperor" Sherlock remove a deck of tarot cards from his body and do the final finishing work, Angel just grinned at the corner of his mouth, and a rich blood color appeared in front of him.

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Klein sat in a daze in the palace above the gray mist, sitting in the high-backed chair that belonged to the "Fool", with a smile still on his face, the corners of his mouth still grinning.

All that remained before his eyes was a remnant of the scene.

It was the silver-white armor with blood stains on his chest, the blood red and silver that could not be seen, and the smile on Angel's face, and her shattered body.

In the next instant, he lost contact with the "Black Emperor" spirit and returned to the gray mist space.

If he hadn't subconsciously protected the "sun brooch" in his body, he wouldn't even be able to keep the magical item he brought.

"1-42", this was the power of the seal, and at that moment he even felt no less than the "Blasphemy Tablet", perhaps the armor itself, or perhaps the congealed blood stains on it......

Without further thought, Crane quickly returned to reality, back to his residence at 15 Minsk Street, and quickly grabbed a pistol, ammunition, charms, and everything else that could be used in battle, before a flash of flame left the house and appeared next to the street lamp.

At this time, the sky had become dark, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and no one noticed the figure that suddenly appeared on the corner of the street, he took a quick look, but did not find the hired carriage, so he simply moved his legs and ran in the direction where the "Apostle of Desire" had died, and from time to time used the flames to flash through the buildings in front of him, and finally got into the sewers, and ran wildly through the stagnant water.

With the memory of rushing when he became the "Black Emperor" just now, it didn't take him a few minutes to come to the vicinity of the battle site, and after two more turns, he could see the remains of the Apostle of Desire, as well as ......

Stopping abruptly, Crane took a deep breath and calmed down his urgency a little, he knew that facing "1-42" would only die in vain, and only his own caution and calmness could save Angel, not recklessness and impulsiveness.

In the quiet sewers, there was no sound of battle except for the sound of his own breathing, and the slowly flowing water under his feet, he quickly made a decision, walked four steps backwards, and returned to the palace shrouded in gray mist, summoned pen and paper to write down the divination, closed his eyes and forced himself into a dream.

"Angel Granger's current situation."

Silently reciting the divination, the gray fog in front of Crane's eyes dissipated, and the first thing he saw was a remote garden, where several night watchmen in tweed coats were helping the seal "1-42" take off his heavy armor, and under the removed helmet was a familiar face of him.

That's Leonard Mitchell with black hair and green eyes.

Klein took a deep breath and almost interrupted the dream divination, he didn't expect that the seal that attacked Angel in an instant just now and cut off his "Black Emperor" spirit body turned out to be an old teammate in Tingen City.

After leaving his silver-white armor, the poet, who had been dissolute and dignified, quickly took off his clothes and plunged into a pit that had been temporarily dug in the grass beside him, filled with steaming boiling water, despite the fact that he was surrounded by bystanders.

Then, the picture changed, in the sewer below the garden, several official extraordinaries of unknown churches were gathered around the corpse of the "Apostle of Desire", discussing something with serious faces, and there was a pool of fresh blood near the corpse, but no other corpses were seen.

This scene made Klein's heart relax slightly.

The image in the dream continues to move, passing through several passages before being frozen at the end of a passage separated by a fence.

Crane's eyes widened.

He saw Angel, covered in blood and slumped in the corner.

The next chapter is still old time

(End of chapter)