On the bell tower of the East Bailang Dockyard, Crane had been quietly gazing at the Dockers' Guild's quarters, the airship levitating above it.

He couldn't see the specific process of the battle, let alone know how far the action in the small brick-red building had progressed, so he could only forcibly endure it, judging whether the situation was good or bad from the changes in the surrounding scene and the small black dots that occasionally passed by.

Just then, he saw that the gas lamps in the area had gone out.

It's all out!

It was pitch black!

Immediately after, a feeling that impressed him to the extreme erupted from the small brick-red building, and even after a long distance, Crane couldn't help but shudder, his legs went limp, and his back bent down.

It's essentially the feeling of looking down and crushing the living.

It's a feeling of being invincible and unfacing!

No, don't look directly at God...... In a trance, Klein seemed to have returned to the beginning, back to the hall of the Black Thorn Security Company, as if he was turning on his vision, wanting to spy on Megoos's mental state and the baby in her womb.

It felt exactly the same as it does now!

No, now more extreme, more terrifying!

How so? Doesn't Lanerus have only a little bit of the divinity of the "true creator"? At most, add one or two corresponding items! How can it make the smell of an evil god coming?

Before Klein could shake off the tremors of his body and the looseness of his thoughts, he suddenly felt a deep, quiet, and secluded black engulfing the previous smell that could not be looked at, spied on, and opposed.

Both of them were extinguished at the same time, and the surrounding gas street lamps jumped out of the still bright fire one after another, and the airship that couldn't stop falling just now resurfaced.

All of them have returned to their original state, and nothing seems to have changed.

But Klein didn't think so, and he straightened up, knowing that something crucial was going on inside the brick-red building.

There is no longer the feeling that the essence and level are beyond the extraordinary, and there is no longer the smell of the coming of an evil god, which means that the "true creator", or the plan of Lanerus, has failed...... But the side of the night watchman should have also suffered a serious blow, and there may not be any strength left...... At this time, Klein's heart moved, and he hurriedly untied the pendulum in the cuff of his left wrist, held it in one hand, and said in a low voice:

"The current Lanerus is no longer dangerous. ”

After repeating it seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the citrine pendant was spinning counterclockwise, but not at a fast speed, not by much amplitude.

This suggests that Lanerus is still dangerous, but to a lesser extent.

Klein is more concerned about another point:

Divination has not failed again!

This shows that Lanrius has been separated from the divinity given by the "true Creator", and is essentially separated!

The cold wind that soaked in the bone marrow blew, and Klein shivered, feeling as if an electric current had penetrated his mind from the soles of his feet in an instant.

Perhaps, I can do something!" he suddenly flashed through the thought, and no longer hesitated, and took four steps backwards to the top of the dark bell tower, and entered the gray mist.

He wasted no time, sat down directly, and showed a yellow-brown parchment, and a divination statement:

"The escape path of Lanrius. ”

Crane leaned back, quickly silent, and entered a deep dream.

In that illusory, fragmented, misty world, he saw ditches with sewage, dim and dirty passages, and rusty metal pipes.

It's cramped, it's closed.

It's the sewers!

Crane awoke at once, immediately covered himself with spirituality, and fell into the gray mist.

As soon as he returned to the real world, he immediately took a few steps back and came to the side of the bell tower with its back to the airship.

Instead of taking the spiraling staircase, Klein climbed out of the dark yellow fence and jumped down one by one with the help of the platforms, protrusions, and decorations on the surface of the building, balancing his body as if he were walking on the ground.

It only took him a short time for his feet to step on the thick stone slabs on the side of the street.

............

In the small brick-red building, two night watchmen wearing red gloves fell by the door, unconscious, and the quaint silver-plated mirror rolled to the corner, but it was no longer the slightest special, and it was completely impossible to see that it was a "Level 1" seal.

But it is clear that it is recovering little by little.

Crestai Cessima's knees on one knee at the intersection were lined with blood-soaked liquid sliding from the corners of each of his eyes.

His short, blond-brown hair hung limply, and his erect trench coat and shirt collar had become tattered, revealing his pointed chin and thin, stiff mouth.

As he gasped, a distorted, half-illusory, translucent face appeared on each of his teeth.

Sesima's red-gloved left palm supported the ground, and she struggled to straighten her neck and look ahead.

Directly in front of him was a staircase leading to the second floor, on which stood Laneuse, whose linen shirt was completely open.

Lanerus stood upright, with the pure, white, moist Relic Bone Sword stuck between his chest and abdomen.

The flesh and blood, which had no skin, outlined the flesh of the hanging figure, all disappeared at this time, leaving a void.

Vaguely, you can even see through this void to see his back from in front of Lanrius.

Lanerus moved with great difficulty, and suddenly laughed out loud, and laughed madly:

"Haha, haha, thank you!"

"I really want to thank you!"

"Really, look at my sincere eyes, I do want to thank you!"

"If you hadn't discovered and arrived in time, in a few months, I would have truly become the vehicle of the 'True Creator', and at that time, what difference would there be between my state and my death?"

Sesima was visibly stunned when she heard this, and she couldn't believe that the guy who had been destroyed the most relied on by herself was so happy at this time.

He wanted to stand at this time, but he couldn't stand up, he wanted to resist, and he was powerless to resist.

Seeing his doubts, Lanerus coughed and smiled:

"You know what? For people like me, it's the saddest thing to have no one to share with when you've done something you're proud of. ”

"Ahem, when I was in Tingen, I was deceived by the 'true Creator', who not only returned by creating children, but also secretly planted a 'sapling' in my body. ”

"No, I even think that Megoos's child is just a front for him, and he didn't even ask the members of the Aurora Society to protect her, to draw attention, and he seems to have known that this thing was going to fail in the first place. ”

"His true coming was placed in me, and the divinity He gave me suddenly merged with the 'sapling' in me after I arrived in Beckland, haha, can you imagine? I am being replaced little by little, by Him little by little! ”

"Before I could figure out a way, I was found by the people of the Aurora Society according to the divine sense, fortunately, they are all simple-headed madmen, haha, there are always so many stupid people. ”

Ahem, ahem, ahem! Lanerus spat out blood and seemed to regain some mobility.

He took a step forward with difficulty, and for some reason his angular face suddenly softened a lot, more like the original.

Lanerus stretched out his palm to press the handrail of the staircase, and laughed sarcastically:

"Fortunately, the true creator wants to come completely and replace me completely, it takes a lot of pessimism, despair, numbness, resentment, and primal evil, and only Beckland, only the East End, the Factory District, and the dock area, can meet his request, which gives me the opportunity to contact other people. ”

"I know that it is not realistic to call the police simply through the people I come into contact with, because the people I come into contact with are likely to be members of the Aurora Society. ”

"I first tried to incite a strike to get the police department to notice me, but I was warned by the Aurora Society, tortured, and had to end in a hurry. ”

"I pretended to be a little out of control, and got the opportunity to go to the sewers to vent, in the process, I covertly contaminated some of the creatures that lived there with blood, making them turn into vicious mutant monsters, but unfortunately, before you took this opportunity to investigate, this matter was discovered by the Aurora Society again, and it seems that some of their members died at the hands of mutant monsters, hey, I have no divinity now, I don't have 'saplings', and blood no longer has this effect. ”

"After that, I was controlled more strictly, but I still found an opportunity, I killed a prostitute, using the most cruel method, trying to get the attention of the police, who knew that the people of the Aurora Society actually disguised this case as part of a serial murder case, and I still couldn't wait to be rescued. ”

"I don't have a similar chance, I can only change to a more ingenious way, I took the initiative to ask the most vicious, crazy and radical members of the Aurora Society to take care of me, and this is exactly what they think, hehe, can't they think about it with their brains? This kind of madman can cause trouble at any time, sure enough, you are here!"

Call...... At this point, Lanerus exhaled and moved his body, as if he had finally escaped the residual effects.

He drew out the holy bone sword inserted in his chest and abdomen, and said regretfully:

"It's a shame that I can't take it with me, or I'll be locked and found by you soon. ”

After the pure white bone sword completely left his body, the exaggerated wound did not leave a drop of blood, and the disappeared part did not seem to belong to Lanerwus.

With his right hand on his chest, Lanerus bowed to Crestai Cesima and others:

"The people on the airship outside should be almost recovering, and I can't stay any longer. ”

"Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart. ”

"You guys were stupid, but they helped me. ”

"It's your honor for you stupid guys. ”

At this, he straightened up and said with a mocking smile:

"Goodbye, stupid night watchmen. ”

"Spend your lives on my way. ”

Holding the relict bone sword, he took a few steps forward, trying to stab Crestai Cesima.

But at this time, his eyelids began to become heavy and heavy, and he just wanted to fall down and sleep.

"It turns out that you still have some strength, so this is troublesome......" Lanerus bit his tongue lightly, and suddenly threw the Holy Bone Sword in his hand and threw it at the night watchman who was unconscious by the door!

"No!"

With a wave of the power that she had not managed to accumulate, Sesima caused the invisible to divert the Relic Bone Sword.

Seizing this opportunity, Lanlius staggered to the side, and through the bathroom window at the end of the hallway, he climbed out of the small brick-red building.

Immediately afterward, he opened the manhole cover on the side of the street, climbed and plunged, and entered the sewer.

Lanlius seemed to be very familiar with the place, and even when it was pitch black, he could run, jump, turn, and quickly flee into the depths of the labyrinth of sewers.

Suddenly, he instinctively stopped and leaned back.

Burst!

A card was inserted deep into his right chest, and blood was dripping rapidly from the edges.

Lanlius looked up, seeing the attacker with his dark vision.

It was a medium-sized man in a worker's uniform, with a mask on his face with a red nose with a high upturned mouth.

That's a happy clown.

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