Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The figure hidden in the black robe appeared next to Tatiana, stretching out a rotten, purple-black hand covered with pimples and scars to grab her shoulder. That looked more like a claw.

There was an aura of decay and decay attached to the hand, which quickly caused the surroundings to lose vitality. Tatiana's white clothes also rotted and turned into fly ash, and the vitality in her body also wanted to escape.

The sound of the ice wall breaking sounded, and she jumped to the other side, avoiding contact with the claws, and touched the exposed white skin of her shoulders with a hint of annoyance.

"Is there any conflict between us? There must be a reason."

"Please go back, this is our territory." Schiller responded to Tatiana who kept avoiding.

Tatiana was also a little frustrated and irritable now. The omnipresent sounds in her ears made her very irritated. From time to time, they would condense into a sharp sword and stab her heart and mind, causing severe pain and injury.

The entangled black-robed figure in front of him would steal his life and vitality if he wasn't careful. The power of decay and decay allows the diseases she unleashes to reach their end. How had she suffered all these grievances over the years?

"What a joke, this is the parish of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Aren't you still His believers?"

The entire area became corrupt and full of twilight, and the men in black robes disappeared and turned into a floating desert.

Tatiana opened her hands, and her whole body was filled with green light. The ubiquitous disease caused these decaying breaths to slowly stagnate, and several coughs sounded from time to time.

Schiller couldn't help but relax his breath, looked directly at Tatiana with sharp eyes, and spoke the whispers of death in a language that did not belong to this world.

Tatiana, who has become crazy, has spread the black fire to the entire purple-black area, forcing out the black-robed man inside. After hearing Schiller's voice, she covered her chest and took out the broken lens fragments.

"You guys underestimate me too much."

Schiller, who was originally sitting on the skeleton, appeared directly at Tatiana's position. The huge lightsaber that was originally stabbing her came straight down. When he saw it, Schiller hurriedly moved away, and the purple-black desert was quickly recovered. Go back and avoid contact with the lightsaber.

The rushing light of dawn directly blasted a huge pit into the ground. This was the result of another man in black robe who appeared and tried his best to control it.

Tatiana stood where Schiller was originally. There were already three saint-level people on the other side. No matter how crazy she was, she would not be stupid enough to continue. She touched the exquisite robe on her body that was almost completely broken. She was unwilling to accept it. With a roar, the hair floated forward together.

When the three of them took action again, they tore open the purple-black mist and disappeared here.

"The Ecumenical Society, the Resurrection Society, I remember you."

The purple and black lightsabers and musical notes that wanted to stop him all lost their targets.

"These old monsters are too difficult to kill. Each one is better than the last."

"Just fight them off. Report all the people they arranged here to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and let them help us trap these people."

"Don't worry, that old menopausal woman in Columpel will always have her traces, just enough to make this monster disgust her."

"It's a pity that I couldn't stay. I hope there will be no impact later."

The three people who sighed eliminated the atmosphere here, put away the purple-black mist and left.

The ruins of the mountain were exposed, and instead of the remains of dense trees and plants, there were large expanses of quicksand.

A moment later, Colombel appeared here, frowning, opening the book in his hand, and turning to a page full of hand-painted forest scenes of trees and wild grasses.

A gleaming green light shines on it, and the hand-painted trees and grass are separated from each other. The tattered ground is once again full of life, and trees and grass grow out of the piles of rocks and quicksand.

A vine penetrated the crawling ground, and a broken lens appeared on it. Colombier took it, sensed it carefully and left here.

Hermione and Father Brandt borrowed the townspeople's carriage to reach the flat area on the edge of the town. The greenhouse garden is built there, including other flower fields for breeding.

There are flat flower fields on both sides of the road. Flower farmers use horse-drawn carriages to pull small pottery dishes neatly stacked up. When they see Father Brandt, they all say hello to him.

In the flower field, there are weeders, sowing flower seeds for winter, and transporting the cultivated seedlings to the destination by carriage.

"No wonder the flowers in the square outside the church are so neatly arranged, with plants from all seasons. It turns out to be a local characteristic."

"It's all forced by life, and everyone just hopes to live a better life."

"It would be better to lay a railway here, which can greatly reduce the cost of transportation."

"Garcia cannot afford the cost of building railways and repairing railways! It would be great to harden and expand the roads."

After speaking, Hermione fell silent and heard many people whispering, all talking about what happened with Ren last night.

It seemed that he had lost too much of his happiness powder, and it was over so quickly. At least he had to be entangled until someone saw him.

With this kind of joyful pleasure, I hope he will have a good time with his lovers in the future.

There were two large parasols standing on the empty and flat black land. There were several women wearing petticoats and skirts standing underneath. Many servants were guarding the side, and several carriages were parked on the side of the road.

When they saw Father Brandt arriving, they looked a little excited. Before a problem broke out in the garden, everyone was helpless, and it was Father Brandt who led his people to solve it. Although they didn't know the process, they knew that three strangers from the church had been here.

Hermione next to them was also under their observation. Their eyes penetrated the veil of the top hat, trying to see Hermione's entire appearance.

The beauty radiating between the brows and the vitality on the face made them imagine that it was themselves.

They only reacted after being reminded by the people around them, and quickly looked away to avoid staring at Hermione for a long time. At the same time, the two men came to them.

"Father Brandt, you are finally here. Who is this?"

It was Lady Catherine whom Hermione had seen twice who spoke first. Mrs. Wren, who had changed her dress, stayed aside. Her face was obviously a little bad, and her hair had turned gray. The 50-year-old woman should be Mrs. Miller.

"Her name is Austin. She is the person sent by the church to handle these matters. Let the professionals take a look."

"Hello."

Hermione nodded towards them and observed the large flat piece of soil, which looked like it had been cut away directly.

I walked around casually for a distance, stopped in front of a small puddle, looked around, and then looked down.

A dark scene appeared in the small puddle, and the studio areas covered with thermal insulation films disappeared directly. It looked like they had replaced the scene with a mirror.

After watching it several times, Hermione noticed a spot of light in the sky. It seemed to change. When she zoomed in again, the picture shattered.

Could it be 'Natalia'? It was a ball of golden light. It seems that this cannot be said. Tatiana is blond, and her acquaintance Audrey is also blond.

I can only pray for the two gardeners, wishing them to go away peacefully. It was obvious that someone took them away on purpose. It seems that the Keeper of Knowledge did not deal with it properly last time. Some pollution is very subtle, and that's normal.