Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

During the process of escaping, Klein's clothes suddenly came to life. His belt, shirt, coat, and trousers all tightened, wrapping around him like a rice dumpling, with extremely terrifying force, as if from A hug from a giant bear.

His forward movement paused, his body lost its center of gravity, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably. At the same time, several thin green translucent ice crystal arrows condensed in front of him, carrying a strong aura of death, and headed towards him. The heart position hits.

Secret Puppet Gilcias stretched out his right hand forward, and light blue flames ignited in his palm, turning into a huge cage and solidifying thin green ice crystal arrows in mid-air.

As the thin ice crystal arrows shattered little by little, the ignited light blue flame also turned into a transparent ice sculpture, exuding a cold chill.

Klein, who was restrained by his own clothes, tried to rub his fingers together, trying to ignite the paper figurine in the inner pocket of his clothes to create some fire light so that he could jump in flames.

The hem of his clothes rolled up very spiritually and tightly wrapped his hands, making him unable to make any movements.

The surrounding leaves, newspapers and other items that were blown into the air by the wind suddenly changed their directions and were shot towards him.

Just when they were about to hit him, the leaves, newspapers and other items changed their direction contrary to the laws of physics, and all of them sank into the trunk of the street tree nearby.

The tree trunk, which was originally as thick as an adult's waist, was instantly turned into a hornet's nest.

A light yellow paper figure filled with various symbols and magic signs suddenly appeared, flew here with a sudden gust of wind, and landed next to Klein.

As soon as it touched the ground, the paper figure began to spontaneously ignite, bursting out with a burst of bright pale gold fire, and outlining strange symbols symbolizing light and the sun.

The next moment, a magnificent and pure pillar of blazing light descended from the sky, covering the surrounding area, exuding the majestic and pervasive aura of the sun.

The clothes that tightly wrapped and restrained Klein's body suddenly loosened, and a transparent and illusory body emerged in the air not far from him.

He looked extremely old, the wrinkles on his face formed deep ravines, and his white hair was as sparse as autumn leaves. He was none other than the Saint Jacks of the Rose School.

Under the blazing sunlight, his ethereal and erratic body had a faint tendency to melt.

Not far away, Gilcias, who maintained a devilish posture, was also sizzling in the blazing sunlight, with green and black smoke rising from his body.

The blazing sunshine came and went quickly, and the majestic and oppressive figure of the prophet's clone appeared at the location where the paper man had spontaneously ignited.

A little bit of brassy light moved quickly in front of him, outlining a pattern similar to a scale.

He recited ancient Hermetic words in a deep voice with an indescribable sense of majesty:

"The shadows of innocent souls are prohibited here!"

"Floating is prohibited here!"

"Curse is forbidden here!"

As his words fell, the aura of the transparent and illusory figure floating in the air quickly declined. His body became heavy and could no longer float in the air.

Without giving him a chance to react, the prophet clone continued to simulate the law spell:

"exile!"

An invisible majestic force suddenly burst out, directly blowing away Jacks who was still in the shadow state.

"Exile!" "Exile!"

The prophet's clone simulated the "exile" spell ability several times in succession, pushing Jacks to the other side of the street and roaring into the swirling wind.

After doing all this, he turned his head to look at Klein who had just gotten up from the ground and said:

"You can call the messenger lady over. I am certain that I can kill this saint of the Rose School."

"But you may need to face some dangers alone. The people of the 'Blood Pirate Group' are already waiting for you outside the city. Their captain is most likely a 'Witch King' of the 'Moon' path."

"I need to face a 'Witch King' alone, as well as an entire pirate group under her. Are you sure you don't want me to kill someone?" The corner of Klein's mouth twitched slightly.

He was not familiar with this new pirate king. He only knew that he was sent by the Rose School to take over the 'Blood Pirate Group' and the 'Tree of Flesh', and called herself the 'Crimson Queen'.

The prophet clone nodded slightly and said:

"You have to believe in your own strength, and Miss Messenger and I are two against one, so we have the energy to look after you."

Klein sighed softly, took out the mouth organ used to summon the messenger lady, brought it to his mouth, and played it hard.

Wearing a complicated, gorgeous, dark and gloomy black dress, holding an identical girl with blond hair and red eyes in both hands, the messenger lady appeared here silently.

"The saint who appears here from the Rose School is Jacks. Does he have what you need?"

The four heads held by Reinette Tinichole looked at the other side of the street at the same time, and said in turn:

"Together." "Kill." "Him"

The prophet clone nodded clearly. He turned back to indicate to Klein that he could leave first and said:

"Of course, but Si'a may arrive at any time, and we need an opportunity to kill him with one blow."

The head in Reinette Tinichole's hand that had been unable to speak first said:

"Can."

After reaching an agreement with the messenger lady, the prophet clone immediately raised his hand to create dots of light blue light, drew a mysterious symbol representing the secret in front of him, and at the same time recited in a low voice in ancient Hermetic language:

"secret!"

The starry night with a sense of tranquility and tranquility suddenly appeared, shrouding him and the messenger lady together, covering up the traces and atmosphere of their existence.

On the other side of the street, the howling wind in the air suddenly calmed down a lot, and the gloomy and dark environment became a little brighter, as if dawn was about to enter.

A golden translucent rain fell in the sky, with a sacred and warm feeling.

When the rain fell on the members of the Rose School, it instantly became hot, burning black marks on their skin and sending up bursts of black smoke.

"Humph!"

Jacks, who was bound in the air by the invisible and powerful wind, snorted coldly. His voice was hoarse and low, with an air of obvious malice and curse that could not be concealed.

The surrounding wind that turned into an invisible restraint suddenly became fierce, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly. The rainwater falling in the air condensed into fine ice crystals, and moved forward with the sudden fierce wind.

The roaring hurricane subsided in the next moment, but in a breath or two, only the breeze caressing the face was left.

Silver-white electric snakes were flowing in the dark clouds in mid-air, as if they would fall at any time.

At the same time, an extremely majestic spirit with a strong sense of anger "scanned" the entire Bayam in a very short time, including the prophet's clone and the messenger lady who were in a secret state. They all clearly felt that the gaze "scanned" "Up to myself.

The silvery white in the prophet's clone's eyes quickly appeared and disappeared. After a pause, he said: