Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

Before Klein's eyes, he seemed to see the figure with a slightly high hairline, wearing a black trench coat.

But soon, Klein restrained the anger of hatred in his heart. Compared to Ince Zangwill, he was still too weak!

At this time, Azik said in a deep voice, "You leave here first, go up!"

Klein glanced at Ince Zangwill again, then quickly turned around and ran upwards frantically.

He used the "Faceless" ability to transform into Zangwill's appearance, heading upwards all the way, constantly divining the location of the exit, and running in the correct direction.

When he encountered a door, he used the "Universal Key" to open it and continue forward.

As he walked, he arrived at a hall with thick stone pillars. As soon as he entered, Klein's spirituality sensed danger, and he immediately hid behind a giant pillar.

At this moment, a clear female voice entered Klein's ears: "Mr. A, are you ready?"

Klein was slightly stunned. Mr. A of the Aurora Order?

Mr. A said in a hoarse voice, "Ready."

Their subsequent conversation made Klein more and more frightened. Mr. A was going to prepare a ritual here to allow the "True Creator" to descend!

And the woman called "Lady Despair" would go to Backlund to provide Mr. A with enough life to maintain the passage for the "True Creator's" descent.

At the same time, this was also to divert the attention of the official Beyonders and cover up the consequences caused by Triss's escape.

Afterwards, "Lady Despair" left and went to the East End. Klein suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this time, Mr. A's ritual began: "Dedicate your lives to the Lord's descent."

Thump, thump~

Four members of the Aurora Order committed suicide, sacrificing their lives.

Klein took a deep breath. For him, the best choice at this time was to slip out of the hall while Mr. A was focused on the ritual and continue to escape upwards.

But suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned up in an exaggerated arc. He reached out and grabbed his revolver, then suddenly turned around and rushed out, firing continuously in the direction of the sacrificial ritual, emptying all the bullets!

These attacks, however, were met with a contemptuous smile from Mr. A, because the ritual had already begun. Under the protection of the ritual, these attacks had no effect on him at all.

… …

Backlund, East End, Black Palm Street.

Audis, holding a wooden staff, noticed that the fog in the East End seemed to have suddenly become thicker.

He was both nervous and relieved. He had been planning for more than half a year, waiting for this moment to arrive.

Audis immediately whispered a prayer to the "Mysterious Queen": "Holy Spirit who pursues knowledge…"

"The battle is about to begin, I need your help!"

A few seconds later, Bernadette's voice came from Audis's ear: "You are being watched."

Audis was slightly stunned: "Not people from 'Mechanical Hearts'?"

"No."

"Who is it then?"

… …

Also in Backlund's East End.

"Lady Despair" suddenly appeared in a secluded, deserted, dirty alley.

She pulled down her veil to cover her face, and looked up at the sky. The dim sun was quickly covered by clouds and mist, as if dark clouds had suddenly gathered, ready for a heavy snowfall.

"Lady Despair" strolled out of the alley and entered the street.

The places she passed, the fog suddenly became thicker, and was dyed with some iron black, and the visibility suddenly decreased.

After she left the street, a tramp wearing an old jacket with a sallow complexion suddenly coughed, coughing very violently, and soon fell to the ground.

Many people on the street also unconsciously covered their throats, feeling unable to breathe.

Iron-black and pale-yellow intertwined smog descended on the East End, and began to spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Various scenes in the distance were "submerged," and even the towering clock tower was only left with a faint shadow. One worker after another, one pauper after another, felt uncomfortable, and one after another, tramps who were struggling against the cold and exhaustion fell ill.

"Lady Despair's" expression was calm and gentle, as if she was completing a work of art.

She strolled among the passers-by, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and whispered with a smile: "The history of the Kingdom of Loen will remember this day: The Great Smog of Backlund… Huh?"

Whoosh!

Suddenly a gust of wind struck, blowing her veil into the air.

"Lady Despair" was stunned for a full two seconds before muttering: "The wind is rising! The wind is rising?"

Why is there wind?

The royal family promised that there would be no wind!

… …

East End, Black Palm Street.

Audis took a deep look around: "It's too late."

He suddenly smiled slightly in the direction Bernadette had just spoken: "Your Majesty, after this matter is over, I will leave Backlund and go to sea to join you."

Bernadette understood that what Audis meant was that since he was going to leave Backlund anyway, there was no need to care about those watchers, and there was no need to have any more concerns.

After Audis finished speaking, he took out a bottle of potion to replenish his spirituality and drank it "glug, glug": "Next, please protect me from being disturbed."

Bernadette agreed: "Okay."

Audis took a deep breath, pressed his hand against the magic circle on the wall, and injected spirituality into it.

In this instant, the magic circle was like a huge vortex, sucking away a large amount of spirituality from Audis's body!

The entire magic circle was immediately activated, and half of Black Palm Street flickered with illusory blue light.

Audis knew that it was a bit difficult to supply such a magic circle with the spirituality of a Sequence 7, so this time he could be said to have gone all out. Basically, all of the high-level spiritual materials he had purchased for 3,000 pounds before were used.

Therefore, Audis only needed to use limited spirituality to activate this extremely powerful magic circle.

For a time, all the pedestrians on the entire street heard the sound of wind.

Whoosh~

The East End of Backlund, which was windless today, suddenly had a strong wind blowing, and the pedestrians quickly pressed down on their hats and the corners of their clothes.

In the central area of the "Compound Magic Circle," Audis began to adjust the wind direction with his spirituality, and gradually increased the wind force.

The strong wind quickly turned into a gale, a hurricane. Many people with thin bodies were blown down, many clothes hanging outside were blown into the air, and many tiles on the roofs were blown off.

Dong~ Dong~ Dong~

The copper bell on the clock tower was blown by the strong wind, making a crisp and continuous ringing sound, as if announcing that Audis's counterattack against this world had begun.

Wherever the hurricane went, many people on the street were blown down, and even rolled continuously by the wind.

Many pedestrians actively lay on the ground, or entered alleys and buildings to take shelter from the wind.

The thick fog, with iron black and pale yellow, was first blown violently, and then, like a breached dam, was quickly blown back, and faded in the process.

This timely wind blew along every street in the East End, and the fog on the streets quickly "collapsed."

The tramps who fell on the ground suddenly felt their trachea and lungs feel better, and they could breathe again.

The poor people in the East End also coughed while feeling much smoother breathing.

As the hurricane blew through, the thick fog in the East End quickly disappeared, the sun shone on the dirty streets, and the sky became more clear than ever before.

… …

About half a minute ago, on a street deep in the East End.

Old Kohler hugged the ham in the paper bag and hurried back to his rented apartment.

He looked around warily, afraid that those guys whose eyes were glowing like wolves from hunger would pounce on him and snatch away his "New Year's gift."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Old Kohler secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look at the ham in his arms. Looking at the red meat mixed with a lot of white, his throat moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva: It's still too expensive and too big. I can only cooperate with others to buy one and saw it into several pieces… But this is enough for me to eat during the New Year holiday. I can have two slices, three slices, no, at least five slices of ham meat for every meal. I can also cut some and stew soup with potatoes, and even don't need to add salt.

As he walked, he felt that the fog around him had become much thicker. The church clock tower, which was still clear in the distance, was gradually swallowed by the colors mixed with pale yellow and iron black. Even the pedestrians were only left with blurry shadows.

Without a single error, a first, a first, a inside, a appearance, a at, a look, a look!

"Why is today's fog so smelly?" He muttered, quickening his pace.

Just a few steps forward, he felt tightness in his chest and discomfort in his throat, and soon had symptoms of difficulty breathing.

Old Kohler frowned: Am I sick? Damn it, I still wanted to have a good New Year.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the wind came!

Old Kohler quickly pressed the hand covering his mouth against his hat, and saw the surrounding thick fog rolling up: "Cough cough, this wind is just right, blow away the damn thick fog."

But those thick fogs seemed to be more tenacious than imagined. The ordinary wind only made them roll in the air, without any signs of dispersing.

Whoosh~

Immediately afterwards, the wind suddenly became stronger. Old Kohler was a little unsteady and held his hat tightly, and quickly found a corner of the wall: "This damn weather."

At this time, the fog on the street could no longer hold on and was blown away by the gale.

After entering winter, the air in Backlund has rarely been so clear.

… …

Inside an apartment on the edge of the East End.

Liv hung up the last piece of washed clothes, waiting for it to dry.

She looked at the sky outside, and was a little unsure of the time because of the fog that had become thick without knowing when.

Liv took a breath, turned, and looked at her eldest daughter, Freya, who was wiping her hands and glancing at the vocabulary book in the next room.

A touch of apology crept into the single mother's eyes: "The New Year is almost here, and most of our employers have left Backlund to vacation elsewhere. We can't keep going like this; we need to find new work."

She spoke as she walked towards the door: "During these holidays, the wealthy will host banquet after banquet. Their servants may not be enough, and they might hire temporary kitchen cleaning ladies. I'll go out and ask around."

"Freya, you stay home and pick up Daisy when it's time. We need income, and those bastard thieves, robbers, and slavers need income to celebrate the New Year too."

Freya replied cheerfully, "Okay."

Her thoughts had already drifted to the small table and vocabulary book in the next room.

Liv had just opened the door when she suddenly staggered: "Cough, cough, cough..."

She coughed violently, her face turning red.

Freya quickly ran over and supported her mother: "Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, cough cough." Liv glanced outside: "This damned fog... cough cough, it's a bit choking..."

Whoosh~

Just then, the wind came!

Freya helped her mother back into the room to sit down: "Wait for this wind to disperse the fog before you go out."

"Cough cough, alright." Liv didn't force it. If she got sick, no one would hire her as a temporary cleaning lady.

Whoosh whoosh~

The wind suddenly grew stronger, and Liv jumped up: "This damned wind... cough cough... Quick, go get the laundry!"

And so, Liv coughed and cursed the awful weather while quickly taking down the laundry she had just hung out.

But three pieces of clothing were blown into the air, and Liv told her daughter to watch the house while she coughed and hurried out to chase after them.

...

Backlund, Iron Hat Street, Leverett Cathedral.

Horamick Haydn was reviewing documents in his office.

Knock knock knock~

"Come in." Horamick looked up at the office door.

Captain Ikanos, his hair disheveled, rushed in: "Archbishop, we received a letter from Odyss, saying that the 'Witch Sect' is planning destructive actions in the East Borough of Backlund."

Horamick grunted in acknowledgement: "Immediately gather manpower to deal with it."

"The letter also says that the 'Witch Sect' will deploy a demigod!" Ikanos tried to quickly convey all the important points: "Moreover, this letter wasn't given directly to me or Max by Odyss, but was given to the front desk, instructing them to give it to me at 1:30 PM."

"At this time, Odyss had already left for over half an hour."

Horamick immediately realized something was wrong. Odyss had never provided information in this way before. It was as if... as if he was deliberately breaking away from the 'Heart of the Machine's' surveillance.

He asked Ikanos: "What have the trackers discovered?"

"The report from half an hour ago was that Odyss was in Black Palm Street in the East Borough," Ikanos reported.

The members monitoring Odyss were carrying a Sealed Artifact that allowed them to contact the 'Mechanical Research Society' every twenty minutes.

Horamick was about to make arrangements when a clerical staff member quickly walked in: "Your Excellency Archbishop, an urgent telegram from headquarters."

Horamick Haydn quickly took it and glanced at it. The content was: Stop Odyss Gar from leaving Backlund. If necessary, he can be captured.

Odyss is trying to flee Backlund!

Horamick said to Ikanos: "Gather all members and go to the East Borough immediately."

He took a soft hat from the coat rack: "I'll go ahead."

...

A street in the East Borough of Backlund.

"The Lady of Despair" was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why the wind would rise in Backlund today.

As the rulers of this city, the royal family's angels had already arranged for the winds blowing from the north to bypass Backlund, and the Storm Church's reaction shouldn't be this fast!

With a light leap, she arrived at the top of a building and saw that the wind was blowing from the west, blowing the fog towards the suburbs.

"The Lady of Despair" jumped on one mirror after another and quickly found the source of the strong wind.

Seeing the street reflected in a sea of blue, she was stunned and never imagined that the source of the wind would come from a huge magic circle!