Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"It hurts!" Klein, whose thoughts had returned to reality, almost fell in the bushes. He just relied on "Joker"'s excellent body control ability to stabilize his body.

It's over, he squatted for too long, his legs were numb... Klein gritted his teeth and adjusted his body movements, and withdrew his hands from the bushes with difficulty.

Clap, clap, clap.

After countless attempts, Klein finally succeeded in dragging his legs and the body above them from the bushes.

Mr. Azik's copper whistle is still above the gray fog... Klein dragged his windbreaker with more than a dozen scattered leaves, patted the dust on his body, and walked forward tentatively, the more he walked. Come faster.

"I have to inform the captain of this news, and I can't let a witch stay in Tingen."

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar. Klein's nerves tightened and he turned around quickly. Under the subconscious drive of his body, he endured the numbness and pain in his legs, and with a few quick strokes, he climbed up a not too high plane tree.

In just a few seconds, a galloping carriage pressed down on the road, causing the rocks on the ground to tremble. It swiftly passed the not-so-tall plane tree, and the brushed bushes fell backwards along the strong wind.

Klein, who was half-hidden in the tree canopy spread by the branches, didn't dare to turn on his spiritual vision. He just leaned against the road, and the faint light of a gas street lamp vaguely saw the coat of arms of the Hoy family on the carriage.

He watched from a distance that the ornately decorated carriage gradually slowed down and drove into the single-family villa surrounded by the expansive garden.

Under the light of orange-yellow light, Ms. Sharon, with her soft brown hair and eyes as pure as a deer, shook her slender and tall figure, and arrogantly threw the fur on her body to the short maid beside her.

This well-known "socialite", one of Tingen's richest widows, Ms. Sharon impatiently dismissed the housekeeper who wanted to show herself in front of her, shook off the servant, and walked alone into the darkness. The shrouded second floor, feeling the darkness, walked to his bedroom, and gently pushed open the mahogany door with intricate and gorgeous patterns.

The moment the door was pushed open, Sharon Hoy's spiritual vision opened silently, quietly examining everything he had arranged in the house.

Her pure and moist eyes suddenly condensed, reflecting the almost transparent and invisible filaments.

They do not possess spiritual brilliance, and they randomly fill the entire room, interlacing and overlapping each other, like a huge cobweb woven from diseased human hair.

At this moment, these fragile and tough silk threads are still faithfully guarding their "posts", still intertwined one by one, guarding the most important thick safe in the entire room.

Mrs. Sharon nodded with satisfaction, a sweet smile appeared on her smooth-skinned face, innocent and charming.

She casually took off her simple black long dress, and threw it on her favorite rocking chair, covering the layered silk clothes and the fragrance in the air.

The thick velvet curtains that shielded the outside world from prying eyes were automatically opened without being pushed, and the crimson moonlight scattered into the room like fragments, reflecting a different kind of brilliance on jewelry, gold decorations, or cosmetics.

Mrs. Sharon, who was already naked, walked through the luxurious and gorgeous room with familiarity, her fair skin was a touch of crimson, she tapped her toes, reached the easel, and continued to paint the fascinating unfinished work. painting.

While obsessed with her own beauty, she seemed to be under the influence of some external force, and she didn't notice that the only broken and almost transparent filament in front of the easel was drifting leisurely in the air with the wind.

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36 Zoetland Street, Blackthorn Security.

Klein was in a state of embarrassment. Taking advantage of the gap between Roshan's use of the toilet, he silently entered the partition and walked to the captain's office, which was not closed.

Dunn, who was originally holding a coffee cup leisurely and propped up the newspaper with one hand, looked at Klein, who suddenly appeared from the door frame, with a strange expression, and sighed silently:

"Aren't you following Mrs. Sharon today, why did you get like this?"

Klein didn't make some jokes as usual, but closed the door with a serious backhand.

"I just discovered some anomalies."

Dunn Smith, who was sitting leisurely on the soft chair, straightened up, put the coffee and newspaper in his hands on the table, and folded his hands.

"You were attacked?"

"No, I found that Mrs. Sharon may be a hidden cultist, a Sequence Seven or above Beyonder of the Witch Sect." Klein shook his head solemnly, and then explained.

Dunn pondered for a few seconds, let go of the hands that were clasped together, tapped the chair opposite the table with his right hand, and said in a mellow voice:

"Sit down first, I need to listen to a careful report."

Klein did not choose to sit down, but leaned forward and supported the edge of the desk with his arms.

"Didn't Mrs. Maynard say before that Mrs. Sharon's origin is unknown? This may not be a slander. I found a secretly preserved photo in her room, a male photo."

"Male?" Dunn chewed on the word and asked solemnly, "Anything else besides this?"

Klein nodded solemnly, and then asked the question:

"In addition to this photo of a man very similar to him, I also found a statue of the evil **** made of white bones, and used divination to reconfirm the cause of Maynard's death, confirming the involvement of extraordinary factors."

Dunn fell into silence for a while, and asked carefully:

"Can you describe the Evil God statue you saw?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, then quickly recalled and said:

"It is a statue with a glamorous female figure as the main body, but her hair is made up of poisonous snakes, and the eyes of the snake's head are still faintly glowing, spreading to the ankles, almost covering the whole body."

Primordial Witch... Dunn sighed suddenly, after a while, he nodded solemnly and said:

"This is indeed the evil **** believed by the Witch Sect, the image of the original witch, we need to act immediately."

Having said that, he immediately got up, picked up the formal jacket from the soft seat, and packed up the odds and ends on his body.

Klein also left the desk and walked to the door of the office.

Just as he was about to walk out of the partition, he suddenly heard the captain's call from behind.

Dunn's half arm was still outside the formal suit, and there were no ornaments such as a watch chain on his body, and he held a certificate in his hand.

"Go and call Keenli and take out a Sealed Artifact from Chanis Gate by the way, 3-0217, Mrs. Sharon may not be just a Sequence Seven. She can simply interfere with your divination, which shows her strength."

Klein, who received the captain's handwritten certificate, quickly recalled in his mind the sealed item that the captain asked him to take out—3-0217.

It is a mirror corresponding to the "psychic", a mirror that can reflect various things, and it is very dangerous for the members of the Nighthawks team.

The most terrifying danger it can create is to reflect the user's own figure, which may cause the split of the user's spirit, or through the connection between this sealed object and the spiritual world, from the vast spiritual world, directly. Summons a similar spirit creature.

This sealed item can only be properly sealed if it is placed in a dark environment, and it will not harm the surrounding creatures.

As the captain quickly overtook him, Klein immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the underground space that the spiral staircase leads to.

Just as he was about to walk up the first stairs, his inspiration touched him unconsciously, which led him to look at the captain who was explaining things to Roshan, who had just returned to his post, and asked:

"Captain, does the difference between a righteous **** and an evil **** lie in whether there is a human image?"

"I saw in mysticism books before that the hidden sage is often said to be an old man with a hood, and this time the primordial witch also has a specific image of her own, but the seven orthodox gods have only their own The symbol of the holy emblem, is this why they are called righteous gods?"

Dunn, who was standing in front of the front desk, first glanced at Roshan, who was full of curiosity, and then explained:

"This is not the whole reason, but it is also part of the reason why they were called evil gods. Because of their fall, they have human images to seduce the world."

Klein suddenly remembered the secret mechanism of the Nighthawks, and realized his sudden impulse just now. Not only did he straighten his head quickly, but he walked down the spiral staircase quickly.

Why am I as forgetful as the captain? I could have asked him in the office just now... Klein shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The pace on his legs quickened.

A few minutes later, Klein carefully retrieved the Sealed Artifact numbered 3-0217, with more mirrors in his hand so as not to be wrapped in black flannel, followed by a nervous Keenli, one after the other. went to the surface.

Dunn made a decisive judgment when he saw Klein and Kernley looked at them.

"Kenli, use this sealed artifact."

After receiving the order, Kernli's face suddenly turned white, he exhaled a few breaths, and took the tightly wrapped mirror from Klein's hand stiffly.

Klein, who was beside him, was also affected by his emotions. He was a little nervous and touched his coat pocket subconsciously. He didn't feel the familiar cold touch brought by the "Sleep" spell as usual.

Oops, I left all the spells above the gray fog... Klein couldn't help but bared his teeth, thinking silently:

"I don't know if I can take it down. After all, this time I was completely passively returning to the gray fog, and the items that I contained in my spirit body were also added together. Perhaps it can only be done by 'sacrifice' and 'gift'... ..."

Dunn didn't notice Klein's gaffe, but casually reassured Kernli, who was nervous in his heart. He didn't turn his head and raised his chin at Klein until the carriage dedicated to the Nighthawk was ready, signaling to get on the carriage together. .

After Keenli, who was in charge of using the sealed artifact, sat firmly on the carriage, Dunn, who was in charge of the drive, raised his whip and drove the carriage. Under the guidance of Klein, he drove towards Mrs. Sharon's mansion.

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More than 20 minutes later, the captain of the night watchman arrived at Olsner Street with two "rookies", parked the car far away from the house, and in the darkness, a few people bent over and touched Mrs. Sharon's expansive garden.

They carefully examined the tall house in front of them, and observed every window or door that could be Madam Sharon's escape.

After observing and exploring for a while, they lowered their footsteps and walked under the balcony that Klein had chosen when he entered the investigation. Looking at the quietly crawling house in front of him, they didn't show any strangeness, and started to act.

Because Klein lacked the citrine pendulum to assist divination, he could only pull out a coin from his pocket, tilted it with his thumb, and spun it in the air, thus completing the divination.

He raised his head to look at the captain who was watching him, and said with a solemn expression:

"It is indeed dangerous to enter now."

Dunn's gaze stayed on the coin in Klein's hand for a while, and then he made a judgment:

"Be careful, deal with Mrs. Sharon as soon as possible, and don't let her escape."

Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the height that needs to be climbed from here on the second floor, and couldn't help but add:

"Wait, don't act yet."

Why? Just as Klein was about to ask aloud, he saw that the captain's lips had moved, and he explained softly.

"In order to avoid the situation that happened when Triss was besieged before, I will first pull Sharon into a dream. You can take this opportunity to kill her and avoid unnecessary danger."

Keenli, who was holding the Sealed Artifact beside him, nodded in approval, and Klein, who was ready to act, also slightly relaxed his tense muscles and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

Dunn immediately stopped wasting time, lowered his head, and his eyes were instantly darkened ~www.NovelMTL.com~ pulled Klein and the two into a dream together.

In the dream, Klein quickly regained consciousness with his own special blessing, and then watched as Kernli, who was opposite him, was also awakened by the captain.

As for Dunn, who disappeared out of thin air, three or four seconds later, he suddenly appeared in the air between the two of them, and nodded calmly.

The captain has already dragged Mrs. Sharon into a dream... Klein's thoughts moved slightly, and he returned to reality together with Kernli, who also received the news. The two quickly exchanged glances, and began to act without delaying.

As the Sequence Eight in the team, Klein consciously assumed the role of the main force at this time.

He who had already climbed to the second floor, with the blessing of the powerful athletic ability endowed by the "Clown" potion, hung his body upside down, took the sealed object that hindered Kernli's movement with both hands, and exerted his abdominal muscles under the surprised gaze of the other party. , moved back to the upper body, and turned to the balcony on the second floor.

Kernli, whose hands were freed, did not hesitate, used both hands and feet, and quickly followed.

He consciously stretched out his hands and retrieved the sealed artifact he was responsible for. At the same time, he took off the black cloth on it, allowing the spiritual world behind the mirror to connect with reality.

Taking advantage of this time, Klein familiarly pried open the closed wooden balcony door, pushed it open gently, and looked at the bedroom where he had been.

Among them, Mrs. Sharon was sleeping naked on the chair in front of the easel, with a brush in her fingertips.

Captain succeeded! Klein couldn't help but feel joy, and looked at Kernli behind him with excitement.

He looked back, and clearly saw the change on Kernli's face from secret joy to horror.

At this moment, a burst of purple light silently erupted from the depths of the bedroom.