The silver spell turned cold, like crystals piled up in layers of snowflakes. [with _ dream]ā

Klein shuddered, his mind cleared, and his emotions of fear and panic seemed to be frozen for a moment.

He hurriedly poured his spirit into the charm, and with his fingers pushed the thin piece of silver out of his coat pocket and landed at his feet.

Dark red flames appeared in the air, and the sound of a slight and continuous explosion echoed in a subtle way.

The quiet, deep feeling instantly permeated the small half of the bedroom, over Mrs. Sharon and the "Sleepless" Kornley, and over Klein himself!

The "Sleep Charm" itself is an item that does not distinguish between friend and foe, and when used normally, it needs to be thrown out and thrown at the enemy.

In this way, I will only be affected by the aftermath at most, and I will not be unable to resist the temptation to fall asleep.

And now, Crane's arm is entangled in countless invisible filaments, and there is no way to throw a spell, but to exchange his own sleep for Mrs. Sharron's deep sleep!

But for a similar situation, he had already considered and prepared for it, because it involved his own specialness, which was different from the special of most middle and low-level extraordinary.

In an instant, Crane's eyelids drooped, and he fell into an abnormal slumber and a dream, and Lady Sharon and the sluggish Kornley also slowed and paused.

In this abnormal pattern, Klein quickly regained himself in his dreams, knowing that he was asleep.

He can stay awake when it comes to obligatory dream invasion and hypnosis-like effects!

This is true when encountering Dunn's nightmare abilities, and it is also true when being channeled by Dali!

Click!

Crane forcibly broke the dream and woke up, only to feel that the countless filaments that bound his arms, legs, and body were slightly relaxed and no longer tense, and Mrs. Sharon next to the full-length mirror looked confused, as if she was about to get rid of the effect of the "Sleep Charm" but did not really wake up, Kornley collapsed to the ground, the "psychic's mirror" was upside down nearby, and the revolver bounced to the door.

Opportunity!

Seizing the opportunity for the filaments to relax, Crane pulled out his left palm and snapped his fingers, lighting up a pale blue spiritual flame and using it to scorch the countless filaments in front of him.

At the same time, he raised the left wheel with his right hand and pulled the trigger in succession.

Bang!

Two silver demon hunting bullets emerged from the chamber and shot at Lady Sharon.

Crane didn't check the result, his knees bent and his back strained, and he rolled towards Kornley, and in doing so, ripped off the filaments that were wrapped around his body.

The purpose of his shooting just now was mainly to inform the captain outside, to tell Dunn Smith that there was an accident inside and that he was in combat mode, please come to the rescue as soon as possible, of course, if he can directly hit Mrs. Sharon, it will be the best result, the best development!

But Klein doesn't think a Sequence 7, or even Sequence 6, Extraordinaire can be so easy to solve.

Soaring, wisps of pale blue flames burned in mid-air, all of which were ignited filaments, and in this dreamlike scene, two silver demon hunting bullets accurately hit Lady Sharon's body.

Click, click!

Mrs. Sharon's translucent dressing gown, her looming body disintegrated like a red moon in a lake, and the full-length mirror next to her cracked, most of them becoming fragments less than the size of a thumb nail, and a small number still hung on the frame, all like slaps, strange-shaped slaps.

The extraordinary ability of the witch sequence, Crane's eyes swept over, and he had already rolled to Kornley's side, because the filaments were torn off by his movements, and the light blue flames in the air did not spread.

At this time, Mrs. Sharon disappeared, and Cohenley, who was "sleeping", stretched out his hands, grabbed his neck, and pinched his spit out, and his tongue spit out, refusing to let go

But in Crane's vision, there was nothing strange nearby!

He thought of a description in the information of the seal "-0271":

The most dangerous situation is to see yourself!

"Could it be that Kornley just saw through the full-length mirror that the seal '-0271' reflected himself?" Klein's thought flashed, and he didn't have time to think about it, and he felt for another silver charm.

It is triangular in shape, and it is a "requiem charm".

"Crimson!"

Crane spat out the words of Old Hermes, infused with spirituality, and threw out the spell.

Then, he pressed down with his left hand and touched the "psychic mirror".

He had just confirmed with the corner of his eye that the seal was facing down, and would not reflect himself.

The triangular silver spell burned with ice-blue flames, and a soft, peaceful black enveloped Kornley and rippled Klein himself.

The nervousness dissipated, Kornley's choke-of-the-neck movement slowed suddenly, and Klein no longer looked like he was on the battlefield, but like standing in front of the convex belly window of his home, looking down on the streets in the dead of night, and his body and mind were at peace.

That's exactly the change Klein was hoping for!

At this moment, he entered a state of extreme tranquility, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, and nothing else existed.

With this feeling, an intuitive thought flashed through his mind:

Mrs. Sharon is going to attack my right side!

This is the "Joker's" ability to predict in battle, and without hesitation, Crane grabbed the "Psychic's Mirror" and rolled to the left.

As soon as he moved, a dagger burning with pitch-black flames silently stabbed at the place where he had just been, stabbing him in the right waist.

Once again, the figure of Lady Sharon was outlined.

In the midst of the tumbling, Klein suddenly lifted the "psychic mirror" and shone it on Mrs. Sharon!

He approached Kornley just now, and in addition to rescuing his companions, his main purpose was to pick up this seal.

Otherwise, he didn't think that he would be able to hold out in the hands of Lady Sharon until the captain came to his aid, and get a good ending - the "Yang Flame Charm" can be used against the extraordinary, but the effect is not as good as bullying the necromancer, and the other party will not stand stupidly and let you use the charm.

If that doesn't work, Crane will have to take the risk of using the "Azic Copper Whistle".

Explain the things until the life is saved!

However, things turned out better than Crane expected, and Mrs. Sharon chose to assassinate him, without interrupting his attempts to use the Requiem Charm and hold down the "Psychic Mirror".

So, Crane instantly devised a simple plan not to dodge the aftermath of the "Requiem" effect, so as to improve the "Joker"'s prediction ability, and then seize the opportunity to dodge the attack and use the "psychic's mirror" to reflect the enemy!

Mrs. Sharon, who was wearing a translucent nightgown, missed the blow and was about to chase the opponent who was quick to roll, when she suddenly saw a mirror, a mirror with three small cracks.

The water rippled in the mirror, and a woman's figure emerged, her hair black and thick, draped straight down, covering her face.

With a flick of his left hand, Klein's "Psychic Mirror" slid forward along the carpet for dozens of centimeters, facing up.

A pale hand reached out of the mirror, and the figure of a woman in a white sheet-like dress quickly crawled out of the mirror and pounced on Mrs. Sharon.

Mrs. Sharon's expression darkened slightly, and her brown, innocent eyes were darkened.

Seven black flames swirled around her.

With a whoosh, a black flame flew out and hit the woman in the white dress with long hair covering her face.

Woo!

The woman burned, a groan of pain coming out of her mouth, and soon vanished.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Black flames were like bullets, and the Ouroboros shot at Klein.

Klein's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly rolled, not daring to pause in the slightest.

However, his tumbling motion gradually became sluggish, as the nearly invisible threads wound up again, slowing him down and affecting his movements.

This is simply the nemesis of the "Joker's" fighting ability!

A black flame flew across Crane's face and landed on Mrs. Sharon's large bed, but it did not burn, and seemed to affect only living or spiritual things.

Before Crane could rejoice that he had dodged the blow just now, a premonition suddenly flashed through his mind.

So, he tugged on his spine and turned it from a forward roll to a sideways roll.

A clear spear of ice crystals protruded, stabbing into the carpet and stabbing into Crane's intended next position.

The white frost spread, affecting Klein, whose movements were affected by the filaments.

He shuddered suddenly, his body stiffened, and although he could move, he was rather sluggish.

Seeing a new black flame coiling around Lady Sharon, and a transparent frost spear condensed in his hand, Crane no longer hesitated, reached into his coat pocket, and grasped the Azk copper whistle.

Lotus, lotus, lotus.

At this moment, Kornley freed himself from the influence of "requiem" and "sleep", and rose to his feet, looking at Mrs. Sharon with a vacant gaze.

There seemed to be a shadow over his face, silent and eerie.

Kicking and kicking, "Kornley" pounced on Mrs. Sharon, who was closest to him.

Mrs. Sharon's eyes narrowed slightly, and the black flames around her shot out one after another, shooting into Kornley's body.

Poof, poof, poof, the black flames disappeared like snowflakes, and they didn't do anything.

Crane was startled for a moment, then raised his right hand and fired a shot at Mrs. Sharon's current location.

Bang!

Lady Sharon dodged ahead of time and threw the Frost Lance, but it only stabbed Cohenley, piercing the target's clothing, failing to penetrate the skin and freeze.

Klein fired another shot, and Mrs. Sharon flashed to the shattered full-length mirror, picking up a palm-sized shard.

She continued to swim with agility, dodging the bullets, and used the irregular fragments to shine at the "Kornley" who pounced on him again, allowing the other person's figure to be reflected in the mirror.

Immediately afterward, Lady Sharon dodged and smeared the mirror with her palm covered in black flames.

At this point, Klein ran out of bullets and had to throw out the wheel, causing the cartridge casings to fall on the carpet along with the pistol.

He had just rolled over to pick up Kornley's revolver when he heard his teammates screaming.

"Kornley" stopped, bent over and began to vomit, spitting out bile, spitting out a bright red heart, spitting out a lungs and stomach that were burning with black flames.

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