Mysteries: Arcana Wars

With a few loud bangs, three terrifying holes were blown out on the huge wall separating the hospital and the museum!

The thick and massive wall did not collapse completely. Amid the violent explosion, Klein keenly caught a few gunshots, and then the entire church seemed to come alive. Huge vines grew rapidly from the fractures between the walls and the floor, wrapping around the rubble and broken walls, twisting them into a new structure.

Those gunshots are guiding the church to heal its own wounds!

Huge vines rose from the ground, and a blond boy with broken ribs jumped out of the crowd and climbed onto the display case. The huge pain made Lin En regain some sanity, so he seized this moment of clarity and quickly chanted the oath.

"... Valkyrie followed by thousands of people, I swear to you with my blood..."

"...Please follow me and leave the church!!"

Under the authority amplified by the oath, the small group of tourists surrounding Lin En gained a moment of clarity. But before they could run a few steps outside, the weak Lin En was blown off the display case by a fierce poisonous flame and completely lost the ability to move.

The giant wall was still collapsing further, and the continuous explosions and holes completely shattered Klein's strategy of protecting the tourists while waiting for rescue.

The new battle plan was quickly prepared. Klein made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to pull out a black glove with an open mouth from the solidified air.

Historical Projection: Creeping Hunger!

Just a historical projection has become so difficult. Klein can feel that more than half of his spiritual power has evaporated in an instant. He doesn't know how long the remaining spiritual power can support this projection.

In the previous tug-of-war, Klein did not use the abilities of Sequence 3 and Sequence 2 because these skills would consume an unimaginable amount of his spiritual power in his current state. Klein was not sure whether the opponent would be able to stand up after he had used up all his spiritual power in the combo, and whether he would still be able to protect the crowd by then.

But now, the giant wall has been blown open, and Klein has to take a gamble!

Klein took on the wriggling hunger and, while the effect of Lynn's authority remained, raised his hand to drive the soul being grazed in the glove.

Light Sacrifice: Holy Light!

Circles of light shone around the museum with Klein as the center. Spirituality was drawn away like flowing water, transforming into pure white, warm sacred light, solemnly attacking the filthy forces that polluted the crowd.

The people bathed in the holy light gradually stopped running, struggling to hold their heads, revealing extremely painful expressions. The power of purification and the power of filth were fighting in their spiritual world, and the red glow that fell from the sky made it even more difficult to regain sanity.

Klein's own gradually exhausted spirit was not feeling well either. Severe pain immediately crept up his head, as if all the bugs that made up his head were splitting up from him. Klein even used his spiritual power to amplify the power of the holy light. The historical projection in its current state could not last long.

No matter what, the holy light effectively suppressed the filthy power that was spreading everywhere!

Nelson was instantly ignited by this divine power, and the filth and evil in his body ignited into pure white flames. The piercing pain and the suppressed divine light forced Nelson to retreat again and again.

But Nelson did not panic. The magician's attack suddenly changed and was very fierce, which made Nelson guess that a Holy Light magician of this level would not be able to hold on for long.

Sure enough, the annoying white light quickly dimmed. Ignoring the tourists who were about to wake up, Nelson, who was constantly harassing them from a distance, immediately grabbed the lava sword again and attacked the magician again.

Before Nelson could swing his sword, several emerald green light bullets flew past his sword and hit the display cabinet beside him. Nelson's crisis warning suddenly sounded, and he adjusted his direction in the air to avoid it, but vines as thick as several pillars rose from the ground in an instant, chasing the bullets and hitting the display cabinet.

It was Emlyn who crashed into the scene!

Even though Nelson had a strong warning of the crisis, he was still hit by one of the vines running wildly and fell to the ground. The injured Nelson quickly climbed up, absorbing the red glow in big mouthfuls, and swung his sword again without being discouraged, trying his best to ignite the flames of emotions and desires in the hearts of the people.

The crowd that was about to wake up once again slid into the abyss of filth and chaos.

The culprit Nelson gave the magician a malicious smile and turned around to distance himself from the magician. But Emlyn obviously didn't give him a chance. As the green light bullets were fired, more vines came from all directions. Under the harassment of Klein's flame long jump and air bullets, one of the vines actually caught Nelson.

At this moment, several sharp whistles streaked across the sky above the church.

It was a small, thin, hard drone with a pinhole camera, drawing sharp curves among the fallen rubble.

...It's a reconnaissance plane!

The people from the Steam Church have arrived!

Klein no longer had any worries in his heart. He took out a handful of void matches from the matchbox and held them in his hand.

The most prestigious item in Klein's hand right now should be this box of void matches.

In fact, Klein had completely figured out all the uses of this thing. He could only roughly guess its burning rules by setting fire to it a few times during battle: he could only give it an order to burn something. The more complex the composition of the object, the slower it would burn. On the contrary, the more spiritual and pure the object, the faster the black flame would burn.

Klein was not actually very sure about this guess. He did not know the extent of the black flame, what it could burn, and what it could not burn.

Then, let’s take another gamble!

This time... just click on the red glow!

Klein leaped out of the flames. Before he raised his hand to grab the match, he felt a calm and profound power sweeping over him. The agitated crowd beneath his feet immediately quieted down, fell to the ground with a thump, and fell into a peaceful dream.

The Church of Night has also arrived!

The hostages were temporarily safe.

Footsteps and shouts were heard, and professional teams of extraordinary people from the church entered the scene and began to carry out rescue operations.

Ten matches wrapped in gray mist origami were quickly thrown out of his hand. With a snap of Klein's fingers, ten balls of black flames ignited from all over the museum, quickly devouring the red glow around them. In the blink of an eye, they were entangled together and all exploded silently, turning into nothingness black smoke and dust, floating in the air and then dissipating, covering everyone's vision with a faint black veil.

In the smoke that had not yet dissipated, everyone was surprised to find that they could no longer use their extraordinary powers!

Void Match: The Realm of Silence!

…The sleeping crowd was actually not affected at all!

Whoosh—bang!

The next moment after the black flame exploded, several sophisticated missiles with long tails of flames accurately bombarded Nelson.

It doesn’t matter if you are silent, because the damage from high-energy explosives is real; it doesn’t matter if you are shielded by divination, because you are wearing the researcher’s mechanical prosthesis!

The mechanical heart directly guides the Dodge Rama's mechanical arm through the implanted chip!

As the black smoke completely dissipated, the severely injured Nelson walked out of the dust with a wild laugh. Having regained his extraordinary strength, Nelson quickly used his demonic limbs to make up for his damage.

“I had a lot of fun this time…”

The arrogant and sharp laughter made everyone feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Nelson took off the ruby ​​ring and held it in his hand. At this time, the strange ruby ​​had absorbed the red glow and showed strange patterns. The exquisite golden cup was also filled with blood-red liquid.

The final explosion caused a deafening noise and completely destroyed the huge wall that divided the church. Under the huge secondary structural damage, the ancient church vault also tottered, and large chunks of ancient wood fell to the shaking ground.

Nelson raised his hand, laughed wildly and crushed the ring!

"Then let's bring the show to its climax!"

Klein immediately felt something was wrong. He mobilized his remaining spiritual energy and stretched out his hand to perform a difficult snap of his fingers.

"...I wish...that this church will be restored to its original state!"

The collapsed church seemed to have suddenly been paused. The scattered bricks, flying dust, and tangled vines all froze in the air. Then Klein saw colorful threads appearing and disappearing in the air, and all the fragments were floating, moving, and connecting as if rewinding, following the guidance of the threads.

The shattered walls stood up again, the smashed beams returned to their original positions, the growing vines stretched down from the rubble, disappeared between the soil and the floor, and the people who fell into despair floated up from hell, landing lightly like feathers on yesterday's footprints.

Amid the flying of wood and rocks, Nelson turned into a ball of illusory, sticky black liquid and disappeared among the rubble.

"See you next time, magician!"

The last carving found its original place, and the wooden stick engraved with the holy emblem struck the ancient bell.

Waking up from a nightmare.

Harvest Church once again embraces the peace of yesterday.