Chapter 105 Negotiation
Soon, the mumbling and worshipping sounds completely disappeared, and Klein was the first to rush into the town.
As soon as he went out, he ran straight to the dark church.
"Don't even think about running away!!" Mr. A rushed out of the room second, "You can't run away!!"
His face at this moment was like that of a beautiful woman, and a huge ice spear instantly condensed in his hand.
He stopped and threw out
The fierce cold wind pressed towards Klein. Feeling the fatal threat, Klein dodged the attack of the ice spear with a side jump and turned to face Mr. A.
He spread out his hands, and three dark blue fireballs condensed beside Klein. As he swung his hands, the [Sulfur Fireballs] flew straight towards him.
The blue light of the fireballs illuminated Mr. A's face, but he was not afraid at all. He swung his right hand diagonally upwards, and the three fireballs were easily cut off like a hot knife through butter.
He pressed his left hand forward, and invisible wind blades poured down on Klein like raindrops. The sharp wind cut through the solid stone ground and tore countless wounds on Klein.
The wind blade bypassed Klein and split to both sides. No matter how strong the wind was, it could not hurt Klein's noble and evil left hand that was blocking in front of him.
"Cough, cough, cough…" Klein began to cough again, and was infected with the disease again.
"Cough cough cough cough..." Mr. A also started coughing, and the wind blade stopped. Obviously, the disease was not caused by him.
There is no doubt that there can only be one person who can release this disease.
"Lord… ahem… praise you… Mr. A obviously didn't intend to let Klein go even if he was seriously ill.
"Praise you for creating everything!!"
Amidst his frenzied shouts, Mr. A transformed into a gigantic demon, dragging out a gigantic bone knife and charging towards Klein.
The fierce blow came straight at him, embedding deeply into the hard stone ground and shattering it into pieces.
"boom!!!"
The bone knife was pulled out of the ground under the tremendous force, exploded the ground, and chopped straight towards Klein's head.
"You are really crazy! Ahem..." "Klein pulled out the Magma Sword and blocked Mr. A's heavy blow, "Ms. Despair is right there... Ahem... She will kill us all!!"
"Who cares!! Cough cough cough cough..." There was no fear in Mr. A's eyes, only incomparable fanaticism, "It's just a death!! How can it compare to my loyalty? How can it compare to my piety?!"
"Praise you!! The omniscient and almighty Lord!!" Mr. A's muscles swelled again as he held the knife, and the huge force threw Klein directly away. "You are the master behind the shadow curtain!! All living beings live and work within your sight!!"
Falling far away, Klein immediately twisted his body
He stood up with a somersault and looked up.
Large swathes of shadows were like pitch-black tentacles or deadly thorns, flying over like an overwhelming force.
"Praise you!! The omniscient and almighty Lord!!"
The magma sword swung violently, and the hot wind accompanied
As the sword blade swung and slashed, it suddenly hit countless shadows. Wherever the sword passed, the sharp spikes of shadows were shattered. As the sword blade danced, large pieces of sharp spikes of shadows shattered one after another.
"You are the fallen nature of all living beings!! Praise you for hanging upside down on the cross!! Carrying all the sins of the world!!"
The sharp thorns of shadow broke through the magma sword and pierced into Klein's flesh, piercing through one piece of flesh after another until his body was completely torn to pieces, until Klein turned into a drifting piece of paper.
His figure appeared on the side, but he still
There were still many blood holes left. There was no doubt that his [Paper Man Substitute] did not completely block Mr. A's fierce attack.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
The silver-white lightning completely submerged Klein. When the lightning dissipated, only a burnt paper figure remained.
"Praise you!! The omniscient and almighty Lord!!"The muscles holding the knife swelled again, and the huge force threw Klein away. "You are the master behind the shadow curtain! All living beings live and work under your gaze!!"
Falling far away, Klein immediately twisted his body, stood up with a somersault, and looked up.
Large swathes of shadows were like pitch-black tentacles or deadly thorns, flying over like an overwhelming force.
"Praise you!! The omniscient and almighty Lord!!"
The magma sword was swung violently, and the hot wind accompanied by the swing of the sword suddenly hit the countless shadows. Wherever the sword passed, the shadow spikes were all shattered. The sword blade danced, and large pieces of shadow spikes shattered one after another.
"You are the fallen nature of all living beings!! Praise you for hanging upside down on the cross!! Carrying all the sins of the world!!"
The sharp thorn of shadow broke through the magma sword and pierced into Klein's flesh, piercing through one piece of flesh after another until his body was completely torn to pieces, until Klein turned into a drifting piece of paper.
His figure appeared on the side, but there were still many blood holes on his body. There was no doubt that his [Paper Man Substitute] did not completely block Mr. A's fierce attack.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
The silver-white lightning completely submerged Klein. When the lightning dissipated, only a burnt paper figure remained.
"Praise you!! The omniscient and almighty Lord!!" Mr. A rode the strong wind and rushed towards the emerging Klein, "Praise you for creating everything!! "
The bone knife combined with the sharp wind blade slashed down at a terrifying speed, directly cutting off the magma sword that Klein used to block.
Such a heavy blow directly cut Klein into two pieces, turning him into a thin paper man.
Klein's body emerged, but he couldn't stop coughing.
"This is not Ms. Despair's disease, but Mr. A's... He switched to [Corrupted Baron] and twisted the disease, "Did that woman take back the disease?"
"No, she just wants to watch us fight?
Klein thought about his limited inventory of [Paper Doll Substitutes]. He didn't think that he could defeat Mr. A and escape from Ms. Despair with just the number of these paper dolls.
Thinking of this, looking at the extremely enthusiastic Mr. A, Klein suddenly had an idea to break the deadlock.
"Have you ever heard of an angel named Ouroboros?" Klein looked at Mr. A who was about to attack him again. "I heard that he is the most loyal and greatest angel beside the True Creator!!
"According to reliable intelligence, Ouroboros came to Backlund in person!!" Klein said loudly, "Aren't you a pious and loyal messenger of God? Don't you want to see the face of that angel with your own eyes?"
Mr. A's eyes widened, his movements obviously stopped, and he stared at Klein motionlessly.
"I heard that two divine messengers are completing the mission given by Ouroboros himself. I think their names are Mr. X and Mr. J." Klein continued to induce.
"You used Lanevus to make [Real
Creator] has come, not a single semi-saint has come to Backlund to help you protect the law. Now the angels of the Aurora Society have come to Backlund in person. It must be for something more important than the coming of the True Creator!!"
"Aren't you going to get involved in that? If you can complete the task assigned by Ouroboros before the two gods, wouldn't it be more meaningful to the Lord you believe in?"
"You can continue to fight with me,
I, vent your anger, and then once again face your two indisputable shameful failures, and finally be eaten by Lady Despair or starve to death here without making any contribution, becoming the laughing stock and shame of the entire Aurora Society."
"Or, you and I can escape from here together, and you can return to Backlund and join the mission issued by Ouroboros, washing away your shameful failure with glory and victory. As for the grudge between you and me, we can fight again after we get out. It's your choice!!"
At this moment, the plague in Panatia rose again, and it was obvious that it did not intend to give the two a chance to join forces. Seeing this, Klein jumped into the fire again and ran towards the dark church.
Mr. A obviously did not intend to die as easily as a feather under the plague of Panatia. He rode the strong wind and flew towards the dark church.
"Deal, but only for now," Mr. A said.
Towards Klein, with intense anger suppressed in his eyesDeal, but only for now." Mr. A looked at Klein, suppressing the intense anger in his eyes. "After you escape, we will be enemies!!"Chapter 106: Dark Church
Inside the foggy town
There were a lot of spider webs gathered on Panatia's body, and those spider webs had stuck tightly to the houses around her. From a distance, it looked like a huge spider web covering her.
She licked her lips, and the horrible plague immediately dispersed -
Klein's lungs felt as if they were on fire, and the pain was excruciating. Even though he used a substitute repeatedly and [distorted] the disease, it was of no use.
Mr. A spat out a mouthful of blood, but at this moment he did not dare to switch to the [Physician] to treat himself. He could only use flesh and blood magic to forcibly suppress the diseased internal organs and cut off the mystical connection between the blood and himself.
Getting your blood taken by a "Witch" is a very dangerous act!!
Countless spider silk threads extended from behind Klein and Mr. A. Each thread was surrounded by tiny black flames. Once touched by the black flames, the outcome was predictable.
The spider silk spread extremely quickly and soon caught up with Mr. A and Klein. Their spiritual intuition also sensed an extremely strong crisis and they immediately responded accordingly.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
Mr. A changed his method and turned into a shadow to chase Klein. An illusory book page appeared above the shadow.
Long walls of fire stretched out, burning through the flammable spider silk.
Klein also switched his grazing target and [twisted] those invisible threads.
Soon the invisible threads were no longer released, and were replaced by heart-chilling cold frost.
Mr. A's wall of fire was quickly extinguished, and Klein's [Distortion] was also forcibly broken through.
"Even if the two of you join forces, it's nothing in front of me," Panatia said with two dark fireballs appearing on her hands, "This is the difference brought by divinity!!"
Two pitch-black fireballs shot out and hit Klein and Mr. A at an unavoidable speed.
The thin paper turned into ashes in front of the fireball. Klein's figure appeared on the other side and glanced at Mr. A.
The flesh in Mr. A's palm squirmed and turned into a bloody little man. Then, he crushed the little man into pieces.
The dark flames struck him, but only
Mr. A's body was unharmed after being hit by the void.
This is a secret technique that Mr. A gained from the great voice of the True Creator during his time as the Listener.
This secret technique can destroy the flesh and blood
People are used to simulate the effect of destroying themselves, allowing themselves to be briefly between existence and non-existence, thereby avoiding the real killing move.
At this moment, their bodies suddenly felt cold. A thick layer of ice had formed on their feet, thighs, waists and abdomens, and white frost accumulated around them, causing the temperature to drop sharply.
However, Klein was close enough to the dark church. He snapped his fingers and jumped into the fire, disappearing on the spot.
Mr. A is closer to the church, so close that he can reach out
If he hits a wall, he will immediately switch his grazing target and pass through the wall.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
At this moment, the crows flying around the spire of the ancient church opened their mouths and cried loudly.
Panatia stopped and looked at the dark church in front of her, showing a fearful expression.
Inside the church, Klein, who jumped in first, was initially blinded by the darker environment than the outside world. Then, as the frost melted, he adapted to the dim light and was able to see the scene ahead clearly.
"What…is this?" Mr. A had obviously adapted to the darkness faster than Klein, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
As far as his eyes could see, there were figures hanging in the air one after another.
It's all human.
Some of them wore black classical robes,wearing brown jackets, some were wearing puffy skirts, and some were wearing tattered clothes, like beggars.
Some of them have rough faces, some have deep and handsome features, some have delicate and beautiful features, and some are young, cute and quite young. They have no similarities at all.
No, they still had something in common. They all looked like bacon being dried, hanging from a high place, with their heads drooping, their eyes rolled back, and they were swaying.
"Are they drying bacon here?" Mr. A couldn't help but widen his eyes. "If I had known there was so much food here, why would I have been starving outside?"
"Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache? Or does Bishop Rose not have to worry about Beyonder rejection?" Klein looked at these figures hanging like hams. "Why didn't you come in before?"
"It's very dangerous in here. I can hear terrible muttering coming from here," Mr. A was still looking at the hung people, "Honakis...
"Honakis... Frege
The dried corpses began to open and close their cracked lips, constantly speaking the food language.
"Honakis... Frege
"Honakis... Frege
Klein's eyelids twitched. He finally understood the source of the mumbling. It actually came from the corpses here!
He immediately thought of the Kingdom of Night on the main peak of Honachis, where the Antigonus family treasure was located. He had already known about his connection with that mountain in countless places.
"Isn't he already here?" he thought. "But why doesn't the same mumbling in this church bring about a tingling sensation in the head and a tendency to lose control?"
In any case, a simple examination must be done, otherwise if something abnormal happens to the body, you won't know what's going on.
Klein immediately turned on his spiritual vision, and after noticing something strange, he turned on his spiritual vision.
Only then did he realize that his spirit thread was floating towards the ceiling!
He hastily controlled his own spiritual line and tried to pull down Mr. A's spiritual line, but was shocked to find that Mr. A's spiritual line was already being pulled down.
"You herded a [Puppet Master]?" Klein asked curiously, "The [Shepherd] is really omnipotent."
"I don't want to herd this guy at all," Mr. A's hoarse voice came, "[Master of Secret Dolls] is the most unsuitable type to herd. If he were in the outside world, I wouldn't even look at his soul."
"But this place is not the outside world. It is obviously related to the [Fortune Teller] path," he continued to look around, "In order to escape, I had to adjust the combination of my abilities."
"But before that, I still recorded a few times of [forced dream entry]."
"So he changed the position of the Requiem Master?" Klein recalled Mr. A's ability configuration and quickly came to the conclusion that at least one former colleague of the Church of Evernight could be spared from torture.
"Let's go inside," Klein said, "before the next red moon."
Mr. A nodded, glanced at Klein warily, and walked into the depths of the church first.
They had not taken a few steps when they saw a stone statue.
"It's her!!" Mr. A's eyes suddenly lit up with anger, "The one who threw me in here!!"
He opened his hands towards the statue, gathering strong winds in his hands.
If I were you, I would definitely not do that.
An old voice came from the darkness beside them, and the two turned around to look.
There was a figure sitting there, not hanging in mid-air.
Chapter 107 Invasion
Sitting diagonally behind the statue is an old man in a black robe. He is wearing a hood, with his head lowered and his eyes closed. The white beard around his mouth and face is long and thick, as if it has not been trimmed for several years or even decades, making it difficult to see his original appearance.
In Klein's eyes, this bearded old man was even more bizarre than the figures hanging in the air.
After his [Spirit Line] extended out from his body, it did not float high into the sky and converge towards the place where the [magnet] seemed to be hidden. Instead, it circled around his body and returned to the place where it came out. The source and the end point merged into one!
"Who are you?" Mr. A obviously also discovered the abnormality of this person's spiritual body line, "What is your relationship with this damn place?!"
"Hehe..." The old man laughed sinisterly, "Finally, another fortune teller has come here. I didn't expect that he would be followed by a shepherd."
"You can call me... Zaratul."
"What?!" Klein blurted out, "You are Zaratul?!"
"You seem to know me?" Zaratul raised his head, "Do I know you?"
"I have met the [Mysterious Queen]," Klein said half-truthfully. "I heard about the [Secret Order] from her, and also heard the name of its leader."
"The leader of the Secret Order?" Mr. A glanced at Zaratul. "An angel?"
"Dead angel," Zaratul grinned, "I have been dead for hundreds of years."
"But you can still live. Leave here alive and return to reality."
"I can tell you how..."
The red moon rose again. Klein and Mr. A had already left and returned to the town to hide, leaving Zaratul alone sitting in the dark palace.
Suddenly, He raised his head and looked away sharply.
A suspended secret doll fell from the sky and walked towards Zaratul under the light of the red moon.
"This is impossible..." Zaratul's eyes widened.
Eyes, "This is a secret world, the territory of the night, how could you possibly invade this place?!"
"Nothing is impossible, kid.
"This is the territory of the night, and even more so the territory of Antigonus."
"You can bypass it through his family notes
I can still enter the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains in the dark night," the secret doll smiled, "as long as I can parasitize that notebook, I can always find some mistakes."
Zaratul immediately stretched out his hand and reached into history, trying to pull out a demigod from history, but his hand fell powerlessly halfway.
Down.
It was as if someone had stolen His strength to raise His hands.
"Don't waste your time. Your current condition is even worse than mine." The puppet's eyes moved across a small insect with twelve segments. "Although my condition is very bad, at least the Beyonder characteristics of this clone are real."
"And you are just a person imprisoned in your own history
The prisoners in the historical gap image are trapped in this secret world and cannot return to their original bodies. "
"They are just like lambs to be slaughtered."
"You can't scare me, Zoroaster
"Even if you steal the extraordinary characteristic of [Mysterious Servant], you cannot become the Angel King of the [Fortune Teller] path."
"You need at least one more."
"The son of the night is in this church steeple
"Go up," Zaratul raised his head, "He may discover your invasion at any time. If you don't hide, you will be captured by Him on the spot."
"If I get caught, I get caught," Pales said indifferently, "It's just that I lost a clone and a little power. I have achieved my goal. I just want some extra gifts."
"This is simply a miracle, don't you think so?" Pales made a thoughtful expression, "Doesn't your family have a famous saying? What is it? By the way......
"To come back from the dead is a miracle."
The red moon fades, the ghost disappears, PanatiaWalked out of the hiding house.
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Her eyes showed madness and bloodthirstiness, and the extraordinary nature of the conflict tortured her mind all the time, giving her a splitting headache.
She wanted to vent her pain and despair, and the [Shepherd] and [Master of Secret Dolls] were the best targets.
At this moment, her spiritual intuition was touched and she turned her head to look.
A figure left the room in a daze, each step was so light, as if a feather fell to the ground.
This guy was completely unprepared, as if she was pinning her hopes for her life on the fickle fate, but unfortunately, fate did not favor her, and she had been seen by Panatia.
Panatia showed a cruel smile and lurked over silently. Her assassin instinct drove her to hide herself and give her prey the most fatal blow only at the most critical moment.
Slowly, Panatia approached the prey. She could already smell the prey's body scent and hear the prey's voice, but the moment she heard the sound, her eyes widened and she stopped immediately.
"Blessings be upon the Immortal Master Xuan Huang!!" The woman in the black robe knelt on the ground devoutly, worshipping the sky covered with thick fog, "Blessings be upon the Immortal Master Xuan Huang!!"
"Blessed be the God of Xuan Huang!!"
"Blessings to the Heavenly Master Xuan Huang!!"
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord...
"Those monsters under the red moon?" Panatia couldn't help but cover a tear in her pure white robe. "Has the mutation increased? Now there's no need for moonlight for monsters to appear?"
The crack was located at the collarbone, and one could see the fair skin underneath and a wound deep enough to see the bone.
Those were the wounds she received when she first encountered the red moon here, from the monsters wandering under the crimson moonlight. If she had not forcibly escaped into the [Mirror World] at that time, she would have died at the hands of those monsters.
"No, it doesn't look like a mutation," she rejected her previous judgment, "it looks more like someone was washed
"In this case, there will be no problem," she said as she was about to release the plague, 'kill this brainwashed guy as soon as possible to prevent any abnormal changes when the next red moon comes...
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Venerable... the symbol of destruction and doomsday, the witch who controls chaos..." The female figure covered her head and rolled madly on the ground, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun... the source of all disasters...
"Ah?" Panatia blinked, her face full of confusion.Chapter 108 Fury
Panatia tilted her head, and even the pain in her head caused by the conflict of Beyonder characteristics stopped.
"Why is the original honorific name mixed in...............Her face was full of confusion, "Is this guy from our [Witch Cult]?"
She looked at the witch with some surprise as she rolled on the ground, laughing. As she rolled, her black robe fell off.
This time, Panatia couldn't suppress the astonishment on her face.
"Triss?!" Her eyes widened. "Triss Chick?!"
She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't mistaken, but it was absolutely true. The person in front of her was Triss Chick, the divine vessel of the [Original Witch]!!
Panatia originally thought that after the great smog, this guy would also be exiled, but things turned out to be different from what she expected. This guy miraculously escaped the pursuit of the three major churches and is still outside.
If the Triss Chick in front of him was real, then there was no doubt that she had finally been found by the Church of Evernight.
"Blessings of the Immortal Xuanhuang, Blessings of the Heavenly Monarch Xuanhuang, Blessings of the Heavenly Lord Xuanhuang!!" The more Triss pronounced her honorific name, the more strange it became. "The source of all disasters, the symbol of destruction and doomsday, the devil who controls chaos!"
There is no doubt that Triss has gone mad.
Panatia watched for a while and lost some patience. She stopped watching and walked out, intending to kidnap Triss Chick directly.
But at this moment, her thinking suddenly became stagnant.
"We succeeded!" Klein, who was hiding in the dark, shouted, "Hurry up!!"
"I've been waiting for you to say this!!"
A large number of materialized shadows emerged from Mr. A's side and immediately enveloped Panatia, wrapping her up tightly.
He certainly didn't think that an attack of this level alone would be enough to kill or imprison Panatia, a demigod.
Mr. A simply intended to steal the obsidian, which was essential for escape, from Panatia.
This is a puppet show designed by Klein and Mr. A. Panatia is the only audience member of the show.
The plan was simple. Klein disguised the secret doll as Triss, pretended to be crazy, and muttered the honorific name randomly. He used overly strange behavior and Triss's special identity to attract Panatia's attention.
Klein and Mr. A's real bodies took the opportunity to approach Panatia and work together to control her spiritual thread.
As long as they can make Panatia cautious for three minutes, it will be their victory.
If two [Puppet Masters] want to turn a person into a puppet at the same time, it will be a long tug-of-war, because the two Puppet Masters will inevitably fight with each other on the [Spirit Line] for the ownership of the puppet, wasting a lot of time.
But if they simply want to initially control a person's spiritual line, it can have the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
Of course, Klein and Mr. A would not expect
It would take too long to turn Panatia into his own secret doll, at least fifteen minutes, but it would only take six minutes for initial control.
Since there were two of them, they could each do half of the work. In other words, it only took three minutes to initially control the spirit line of a demigod.
Of course, with their status, even if they could initially control the demigod's spiritual body, they would not be able to keep her thoughts delayed. At most, they could only keep the delay for a few seconds.
Because when the idea that the demigod is stuck is transmitted to the right place after the initial delay, it can forcibly break through all the stuckness, and there will be no subsequent stuckness at all.
But it was precisely these few seconds that gave Mr. A and Klein the opportunity to steal the obsidian.
A shadow emerged from the shadow that enveloped Panatia.
The tentacle threw out a piece of obsidian. Mr. A immediately took the obsidian and a violent gust of wind erupted around his body, and he flew towards the dark church in the distance at the fastest speed.
Klein immediately exchanged with Senior's secret doll
Position, distance, left hand snapped fingers bodyQuickly disappeared in the stream of fire.
"boom!!"
A huge black flame burst out from the back, instantly piercing through all the shadow tentacles. The white hands suddenly pierced through the curtain of fire and pulled it to the left and right.
The black flames were torn apart, revealing Panatia's furious face.
She opened her hands and raised them suddenly. A huge frost mirror rose from the ground, reflecting the figures of Klein and Mr. A. A dark stream swept across the reflections of Klein and Mr. A like cleaning a mirror.
Mr. A's body immediately fell like a dead bird, hitting the ground hard, smashing through the houses along the way, leaving a long trail, and the soil along the way was filled with dark magic fire.
He felt that every one of his internal organs was on fire, and even his soul was being burned by the black flame curse. If this continued, he would be burned to ashes in a few seconds.
However, this is not enough to kill Mr. A, because he still has seven souls in his body that can block the burning at the soul level for him.
He acted decisively and turned into a wriggling pool of flesh and blood, discarding all the parts that were ignited by the curse, and turned into a shadow to escape again.
Among them were two poor souls who were being herded. They were burned to death by the witch's black flames while wailing in pain.
With just this one strike, Mr. A lost the souls and extraordinary characteristics of the [Apostle of Desire] and the [Witch of Pain], losing a total of six extraordinary abilities.
On the other hand, Klein was not much better.
He used up half of his [Paper Man Substitute] to barely dodge the attack, but even so, he was still pale and bloodless.
This time he was purely lucky. He felt the alarming cold behind him in advance and used a paper man substitute to replace himself, so he was able to dodge the attack. His instinct told him that once this attack hit, it could not be shared or replaced by the substitute spell.
The [Fortune Teller]'s body is weak, and to survive in the fierce battle, he can only rely on the number of his Stands. Once the Stands are ineffective, the Fortune Teller will be in a very disadvantageous situation!!
Panatia was able to exert such power with just this one strike. What if she strikes again?
This is the natural barrier brought by divinity!!
"It's still some distance from the church," Klein looked towards the church, "It's impossible to run there like this."
"Mirror... The witch's curse requires the help of a mirror... In other words, I just need to hide in a place where I won't be reflected by the mirror."
"In the house? No, what if she spreads the plague?
"Wait," Klein blinked, "Why didn't she just release the plague to cover the entire town last time? Since her plague can cover the entire East District, she must be able to do it."
"Unless she doesn't dare, or...she can't?"
Thinking of this, Klein made a prompt decision, snapped his fingers, and turned into a stream of fire and flashed into the house.
Panatia looked around and saw nothing. She roared angrily and a huge black flame burst out, covering the entire town and turning it into a dark sea of fire.
This sea of fire burned all spiritual things, throwing black smoke into the gray sky.
Above the gray sky, on top of the dark church spire, a man with his eyes covered by a gorgeous silk blindfold raised his head.
"Intruder," He said simply, "Thief."
Then, his nose moved, as if he was sniffing something, and his head turned in another direction.
That was the direction where Panatia was.
He looked in that direction for a while, then turned his head back and continued to polish his harp.
There is no doubt that neither the intruder nor Klein Moretti could arouse His interest.