"Fate!"

The long, arduous words of Ancient Hermes echoed, and the location of the Spirit Marauder and Klein suddenly dimmed.

It's so inconspicuous, like a cloud just floating in mid-air and not stopping.

But by the time the hallucinatory shadow disappeared in an instant, the "invisible man" in a translucent white robe had already frozen in place, and the surface of the clothing was uncontrollably highlighted by the wriggling traces of insects, sluggish, slow, and difficult.

On the other side of it, Crane's eyes completely regained their clarity, and the face in the shadow of the triple crown was missing the flesh.

It looks like it's not the Spirit Marauder who is manipulating Klein's "Spirit Thread" and is close to success, but Crane is manipulating the Spirit Marauder's "Spirit Line" and is about to turn the other party into a secret couple!

"Stealer" spell, reverse fate!

This high-level spell made with the "Time Worm" can steal the target's subsequent fate and graft its own future in a short period of time to the other party, so as to complete the exchange.

Therefore, Klein and the spirit marauders reversed their situation, one from death to life, and the other from victory to Jedi in an instant.

After confirming that the Spirit Marauder is intelligent, extremely difficult to deal with, and difficult to hunt, Crane is performing a retreat, seemingly reckless, but in fact deliberately letting himself fall into the control of the Spirit Marauder step by step, luring it to appear, and always ready to use the "Stower" spell at a critical moment!

In that way, how ruthless the spirit marauders will be to their enemies, how desperate their own situation will be!

Of course, if the "Stealer" spell doesn't have an effect, or if the main soul of the Spirit Marauder doesn't appear, relying on other ways to control the situation, Crane also has a last resort to protect himself, which is to directly end the summoning, return to the gray mist, and exchange the loss of two secret puppets and a few magical items for his own innocence.

Don't be surprised that the "Stealer" spell is so magical, and the angel of the "Thief" path is so terrifying, Klein took advantage of the fact that the reversal of fate was not over, and raised the "Poseidon Scepter" in his hand without hesitation.

His dark blue papal robes unfurled with the wind, the golden triple crown reflected the interlaced light of blue and silver, and the tip of the white bone scepter burst out one lightning bolt after another, intertwined into a ball, and fell on the spirit marauder!

The silver white was blazing, flooding the target, illuminating the surrounding white expanse.

Once, twice, three times, Klein constantly spurred terrifying ball lightning, unsparing his spirituality.

Finally, he heard a roar that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and intuitively sensed that his target had disintegrated and collapsed.

Crane lowered the "Seagod Scepter" and watched the silver lightning scatter.

At this moment, his entire spirit body has become quite illusory, and even with the blessing of the "tyrant", it does not seem real enough.

As the lightning faded, the "invisible man" in a translucent white robe appeared in Crane's eyes again.

A little bit of vague light emerged from within, and the spirit realm predators as a whole suddenly split, turning into countless illusory bubbles, shattering one after another.

The "tyrant" hunt was successful.

At this moment, Calderón's deeper area suddenly shook violently, as if a behemoth had awakened from the death of a spirit marauder, or countless dangerous creatures had poured out.

The indescribable feeling turned into an illusory gray, like a flood, rising from the bottom of the strip.

The other spirit marauders?no, like more terrifying and terrifying creatures, the objects of the spirit marauders?, and the core area of Calderón, at the end of the underground pit, was still so quiet that no sound was heard, which made it even more terrifying...... Crane was distracted by the movement in Calderon's inner layer as he anxiously waited for the properties of the Spirit Marauders to precipitate and coalesce into materials.

He didn't have the joy of successful hunting for the time being, so he had to hover on the edge of the abyss.

In the process, Crane brought Enzo "Winner" and "Admiral" Ludwell closer to him, and threw the "Poseidon Scepter" to the former to hold, so that he could get rid of his irritable impulsive state and think more calmly about how to deal with the possible changes that may occur next, and whether other details have been left out.

The thought flashed, and Klein suddenly remembered something:

When he made the miraculous object sing, the "wriggling hunger" was in praise of the "true Creator" and recited the full honorific name.

Although the human leather glove was not in the language of ancient Hermes, which could pry the forces of nature, but in Hermes, the latter was also useful in the realm of sacrifice! This means that the "true creator" probably heard the praise of "wriggling hunger" and noticed the movement here.

In addition to the rising "gray flood" and the terrifying creatures in the depths of the city, there are other dangers...... Wait, I'm a spirit now, a little like a resentful spirit, not a normal state...... As soon as an idea crossed Klein's mind, an inspiration struck him, and he instinctively turned his gaze to Calderon's entrance.

There was a flash of light and shadow, and a figure entered.

The figure wore a simple and modest linen robe and had long silver hair.

He is a man, with soft facial features, a beautiful face, and a little indifference in his gentle eyes, as if he is watching fate and everyone in the world as a bystander.

Behind him, one ray after another of light formed illusory cascading pure wings, spreading outward, obscuring the entire entrance area.

"......" Klein hissed almost from between his teeth, and a series of nouns flashed through his mind:

"Ulorius!"

"Tail Eater!"

"Angel of Destiny!"

"King of Angels!"

He didn't care about the feasibility of the idea just now, and his body swelled as if it had no substance, encompassing both Enzo and Ludwell, as well as the remnants of the Spirit Marauder Bubble who were still precipitating and merging their properties!

At this time, Ulorius's silver eyes had already reflected the figure in the distance—an extremely majestic and tyrannical figure wearing a triple crown and a dark blue robe, and a gray-white mist that was extremely blurred by the aura of a "tyrant".

A shimmering river appeared in both of his eyes at the same time, encircling the Tyrant-like figure, encircling Calderón's outer area.

Silently, the square houses and pale pillars that had been destroyed in the lightning storm re-erected, and the giant blacksmith, with only two charred toes left, had his body again and appeared in the mausoleum, striking the chopping board.

It's all back to the way it was when the "tyrant" didn't come in long ago.

However, Klein, dressed as the Pope, was gone, as were his two secret couples and the remnants of the Spirit Marauder Bubble.

The corresponding figure could not return, and the scene that had just been restarted shattered, turning back to the devastated appearance after the war.

"Tail Eater" Ulorius watched quietly like that, and did not move for a long time, and the "gray" that rose in the depths of Calderon fell back little by little.

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

Above the gray mist, Crane sat down in the high-backed chair of the "Fool" exhausted, so tired that he couldn't even make Enzo and Ludville pinch their shoulders and legs.

The "Poseidon Scepter" had been tossed back into the clutter pile, the "Tyrant" card had left his soul body, and was upside down next to the "Black Emperor" card, and the remnants of the Spirit Marauder bubble floated in front of it, constantly exuding extraordinary properties and constantly combining with those points of light.

Klein paused for a moment, and saw bits of gray dust fall onto the surface of the mottled table, accompanied by a transparent thing that seemed weightless.

It was the size of a palm, made of a strip of worm-like stuff entwined, similar to a humanoid, filled with a colorless liquid, often foaming out and emitting a thin black glow.

Klein didn't dare to look closely, because the weightless transparent things had a richer structure in the subtleties, forming indescribable patterns and symbols, which seemed to directly integrate concepts such as knowledge, power, change, secret, weirdness, and madness, so that they were no longer abstract.

This gave Klein intense vertigo, and even a feeling that his spirit was close to breaking down, and his soul was about to get out of control.

"This should be the true soul of a Spirit Marauder...... The corresponding dust is also available, about 70 grams, more than needed, and more than I expected......" Crane nodded visibly, and put the dust into a box, along with the real soul, and threw it into the debris pile, covering it with gray mist.

After completing these things, he raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead, and silently laughed at himself:

"If it weren't for the 'Seagod Scepter' and being attacked by spirit marauders, I would probably have chosen to leave Calderón directly, and waited until I had a helper, and then did the safest hunting, so as to control the movement and not disturb the unknown things in the core area......

"Hey, I'm so reckless in the end, although the result is good, but it really doesn't fit my character, and it's completely contradictory to the role of the 'soothsayer' approach, and I have to try to avoid using the 'Poseidon Scepter' in the outside world in the future.

"Uh...... The Spirit Marauder has already hunted successfully, and there is no need to ask Miss Sharon for help, so in a few days, write to her so that she doesn't have to worry about this matter anymore.

"However, I have a hunch that I will go to Calderón in the future, and when the time comes, I may have to ask Miss Sharon for help.

"In addition, we have to gather information about the tricky monsters, and we can't completely pin our hopes on Silver City......"

In the midst of all these thoughts, Klein returned to his body without bringing his secret mate, ended the ritual, trekked to the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

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

"Escaped?" Sost looked at the man across from him, asking Dalie Simone, who was channeling.

They had just completed their operation and captured several more members of the Order, but the key figure revealed in the intelligence, Palenk "The Pale Hand" Tahib, was not in the secret stronghold.

This is a Sequence 4 demigod, so the Red Glove team not only used the "Level 1" seal, but also asked the "Goddess Eye" Illia to take action, but it was a failure.

Dalie Simone nodded:

"Yes. ”

She immediately looked at the captive, and asked in an ethereal voice:

"Where did Palenque Tarsib go?"

He said he was going to see someone. The Spirit Order member replied slowly.

"Who's that guy?" asked Dalie Simone, and Leonard Mitchell and the others turned their gazes.

The psychic man's voice did not rise and fall:

"Ince Zangwill. ”

PS: Thank you for the gray and white night sky classmates for rewarding the Silver League~