Although there were not many prayers in the Church of the Storm at night, Klein chose to appear on the corridor leading to the garden in order to avoid conflict.

"It's amazing ..." Pasha murmured, watching the fixed surrounding scene.

Roy forcibly restrained his feelings and glanced left and right:

"If the chief priest comes to the church to avoid the curfew, it should be in a similar place."

"If you are not worried about accumulating charges, an angel has too many ways to hide from ordinary people." Klein said casually, "I will take you to another church next time, and you try to stay where there are glass windows and mirrors. , As soon as an outsider suspected of a Fassac is found, find a chance to draw a symbol ... "

His voice didn't fall, his head turned suddenly, and he looked at the door of the large prayer hall leading to the garden.

A figure over two meters and six meters walked out slowly. He was wearing a robe with black and white edges, and his muscles supported loose clothing.

This is an old man with a white hat and a square hat, with pale blue eyes and few wrinkles. He has a kind of temperament that looks down on everything.

The chief priest of the Ares Church, Lalyon ... without any identification, Klein's spiritual intuition told him that the opposite was an angel, and that he was the target of the church.

Larion glanced at him, and said a little in surprise:

"Not Arianna ..."

Immediately he closed his expression on his face and said rather indifferently:

"It appears to be his helper.

"You can tell him that I have reached an agreement with '0-02', which has been activated to a certain degree, to give up its seal in exchange for permission to leave, and you will stay here, subject to changes in the rules and more and more strict Decree until death ... "

The Patriarch did not seem to worry that Klein would block himself, because when he spoke, his body was rapidly aging, and the surface of his skin was quickly covered with wrinkles, old spots, and rotten fluid.

With just a few blinks of his eyes, Larion was aging to the point where it seemed to evaporate.

Then he really became completely rotten liquid and completely evaporated.

This impactful picture made Byers and others sincerely feel fear, a kind of feeling that the spirit is about to be disordered, and the mood is about to collapse.

This is as thrilling and horrifying as the "magic" Mr. crawls out of countless bugs in the wounds of his wrists, forming a new palm!

"Strange abilities related to 'dusk'?" Klein didn't mean to stop Larion at all, but nodded as if thinking.

In the spiritual realm corresponding to Beltan, Lalyon's figure was outlined and returned to normal.

Immediately afterwards, as if he could drive spirit creatures, he penetrated the invisible barrier and escaped the bounds of the city of Beltan.

But when Larian started to "shuttle", he suddenly saw a dark, seamless "cloth".

It's like a wall that prevents La Leon from moving forward!

Larion discreetly stopped the shuttle and looked up at the infinite height of the Seven Pure Lights, but he could only see an illusive "curtain" hanging from there, enclosing the part of the spiritual realm corresponding to Berdan, isolated An independent world.

At the same time, Larion's intuition from the "Demon Hunter" told him that the barrier formed by the "curtain" was very strong and difficult to break through, and it took a lot of time and energy to make it possible.

For the Chief Patriarch, there is a strange sense of humor in what is happening now, making him irresistibly angry:

It's like he finally found the key to the secret room after hard work. When he had the opportunity to grab the door before others left, he suddenly found that there was an extra lock on the door of the secret room, a very strong lock!

The lack of a bit of truth is the image from the historical pores ... this is the crime of fraud! No, it is outside of the city of Beltan and out of the jurisdiction of the rule ... This historical projection should have existed here for a long time, and in less than two minutes, it will be unsustainable and dissipate on its own ... Larion quickly recovered his calmness , Let the anchor and crazy tendency balance again.

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In the hallway of the Church of the Storm, Roy and others who had slowed down finally turned their heads and looked at the "magic man" who was not inferior to the angel.

Pasha hesitated, and said in awe:

"He, he seems to have escaped."

In this way, it is impossible to obtain information on the location of "0-02". It really depends on the carpet search, and the time is definitely too late.

Moreover, no one in the audience knew what the terrible seal looked like. The description similar to the book was too broad.

"I can only think of another way," Klein replied with an upturned corner. "Do you have any suggestions?"

He was just waiting for Lalyon to return and negotiate with himself, but found that the chief shepherd would rather wait in the spiritual world to wait for the disappearance of the "curtain" historical projection, and although he could also enter the spiritual world, he could not break through "0 —02 ”Singular barrier created after the replacement rule.

While talking, Klein thought seriously about other ways, while letting a small number of "spirit worms" take control of the body, and talked to the extraordinary person beside him, trying to find inspiration from their discussion.

"We should take the initiative to create a 'contradiction' similar to Byers and keep ourselves in a relatively safe state. Only in this way can we start the search." Phil re-launched the ideas that had previously arisen.

Pasha shook her head:

"But if we use this 'contradiction' to do something, '0-02' will definitely add new rules to solve the corresponding problem."

"But at least this will get us more time," Phil emphasized.

"It can be done," Roy agreed, adding, "but our focus should be on finding '0-02'. Maybe we can create some 'contradictions' that expose it to itself?"

As for what kind of "contradiction" can achieve this effect and how to create it, he has no idea at present.

Paradoxical situations ... Adding new rules to solve ... Klein smiled, listened quietly, and the thoughts in his head collided fiercely, sparking.

Just then, the surface of the "Magic Mirror" in his hand glowed with water, and silver words emerged:

"Passa, do you want to know what's new on the notice board?"

This mirror asks me directly ... why does it ask me directly? Pasha nodded, and quickly nodded and replied:

"miss you."

The water in the silver mirror fluctuated and quickly restored the current state of the notice board.

Obviously, there are two new rules there:

"... the cathedrals closed in advance in accordance with the curfew ..."

"... All hotels only accept registered guests ..."

Phil panicked:

"... where are we going now?"

He had no idea how he, Roy and Pasha could escape punishment.

Roy and Pasha glanced at each other, and various thoughts came to mind, but none of them worked.

At this point, Klein, who had been quiet before, smiled and set his sights on Byers:

"Where is your home in Beldan?"

"In a rental house at 18 Hongfeng Street, but the apartment had collapsed during the artillery strike." Byers replied slightly doubtfully.

Klein smiled:

"You can give me a wish to leave my home intact."

"... Is this okay?" Although the magical "magic" on the opposite side healed Phil's broken hand with unbelievable abilities, Byers still felt that it was more difficult to make the collapsed house complete That thing, after all, Roy medic Webb could do.

"Of course." Klein reminded with a smile, "Hurry up."

At this time, the prayers in the church were leaving.

Byers did not dare to delay any longer, and immediately said:

"I want my home to be what it was."

"Okay." Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. "Your wish has come true."

Uh? While Roy and others were stunned, Klein turned on Teleport again, took them to 18 Hongfeng Street, and stopped outside a two-bedroom room.

Byers stared blankly at the familiar wooden door in front of him, subconsciously extended his right hand, and pushed it away.

Cabinets, coal stoves, high and low beds, oil-stained wooden tables, and messy old newspapers all came into Byers' eyes, making his eyes instantly moist.

Before the war broke out, when he returned from the mine, he could always see his mother busy at the coal stove, and his father and brother would take time to do some repairs or help deal with the broken parts of the fruits and vegetables. At home, the younger niece learned the shape of the word from the scrap newspaper under the instruction of her mother who made the matchbox.

Although this kind of life is hard and does not have any ability to resist risks, it is still a good memory of Byers, which is many times better than the dim mine tunnel, heavy ore, and supervisor's leather whip.

But now, even this little beauty is completely destroyed.

"Don't you invite us in?" Phil stood at the door, afraid to trespass into the house.

Byers turned back to God and hurriedly said:

"Please come in."

After entering the uninhabited house, Klein pulled down a chair that could break at any time, and fell into silence.

Roy and Pasha and others did not dare to disturb the gentleman and waited quietly.

Twenty or thirty seconds later, Klein suddenly looked around and said with a smile:

"I have an idea that needs to be verified. Who will cooperate with me?"

"I," Roy responded without hesitation.

Klein said with a smile:

"Wait a second, don't answer the question truthfully, I'm looking for the loopholes hidden in the '0-02' issued rules."

Roy nodded and said:

"no problem."

Klein immediately took out the "Magic Mirror" and said to Roy:

"You ask it a question."

Roy thought about it:

"Where can I find my next potion?"

On the surface of the silver mirror, a scene was presented, which was Lalyon, the chief patriarch of the God of War church waiting in the spiritual realm!

... Roy's expression instantly became stiff, and then he heard the "magician" say:

"It's your turn to answer its question, remember, don't say the right answer."

Roy calmed down his thoughts and looked back at the mirror, only to see that the scene had become Mr. "Magic" himself, with a few more lines of blood written like text:

"Who did you give to for the first time?"

Roy instantly remembered the past, flushed with a flushed face, and replied as Mr. "Magic" ordered:

"Unclear."

"Lying!" The scarlet text on the silver mirror's surface instantly condensed into a word that made people feel scary.

Snapped!

A not-so-strong lightning emerged out of thin air and split on Roy's body.

Roy screamed and screamed, his body was mostly black, and his hair stood up, but there was no real danger to his life.

Byers, Pasha, and Phil were all startled, wondering what was going on.

At this point, Klein looked around, and his mouth slightly tilted:

"You see, the mirror has not been punished for intentionally hurting someone.

"There is a real opportunity in it."