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In the early morning hours, the sky is slightly bright, and the corners of the lane are mostly quiet and dark.

With the cloak of Daniz, Klein blended into the shadows and walked fast. He felt that the surrounding area was gray and transparent, and the reality was blurred. All the sounds seemed to come from the depths of the stars, empty and distant.

After being far away from the Avenue of the Fragrant Trees, he identified the position and “grows out” from the shadows, which emerged in an unmanned alley full of bricks and gravel.

Klein waved his hands and smashed the "steel" Maviti wrapped in the peacock blue "flying carpet" and threw it in front of him, in order to complete the "grazing" before the other spirit began to dissipate!

He lost the "flying carpet", stepped forward, extended his left palm, and made a slight finger, aiming at the corpse with the remaining temperature.

The “squirming hunger” is then exposed to the original appearance, and the thin one is made of human skin.

Its palm position split two eyes, the pupil is bright red, as if blood stained.

Hey!

Suddenly there was a breeze chilling into the bone marrow in the alley. It swirled on the body of the "steel" Maviti, twisting to form a nearly transparent human figure, vaguely visible thick lips and steel balls. curls.

The expression of the Metiti spirit is extremely painful, trying to resist the attraction of “squirming hunger”, and the gray and black and green mixed light is like the surging Milky Way, which quickly flies out from the flesh and blood, and integrates into it. Transparent figure.

"Do not!"

Maviti made a silent scream, trying to beg for mercy, but he could only desperately drill into the human leather gloves, fixed on the blank finger, and advertised extraordinary characteristics, which occurred with the environment. Association.

This association determines which abilities can be used when grazing the soul of "Steel" Maviti, perhaps one, perhaps two, no more than three. The specific content is not controlled by Klein until it is fixed, purely random.

The "squirming hunger" quickly covered the pale, and eventually changed back to the previous disguise: an ordinary black glove.

Klein closed his eyes for a few seconds, and some relaxed and a little sighed.

This time, his luck is not bad, but not too good.

He succeeded in acquiring the three extraordinary abilities of "Steel" Maviti, but none of them wanted to be afraid of shooting, not afraid of fire, not afraid of the equivalent of a bomb like "steel" and tenacious vitality.

First, the power of "living corpses" allows me to make violent attacks to make up for the shortcomings of the style of the previous agile fighting. Second, the mastery of "ice", although not like the way of the witch, condensing ice guns and creating blizzards, Do the most direct attack, but you can freeze the surrounding ground, reduce the air temperature, effectively affect the opponent's actions, if there is physical contact, you can even freeze the enemy, stiffen his flesh and blood, perfect match fighting ability, the third is "manipulation The corpse", huh, huh, I am not afraid that people will not be able to stand up for the game in the future... Klein thinks a little and bends over to check the "Steel" Maviti's belongings.

He quickly found out 26 pounds, 11 sules, 8 pence cash, and a bunch of seemingly normal things, such as candles, clips, thorny whip, and so on.

Considering that the "steel" Maviti probability is a member of the "Rose School" and belongs to the series of indulgence desires, Klein vaguely understands what, snorted and put away cash.

"The 'wolf man' has super-self-healing power. The 'live corpse' has a steel-like body. It does not need to bring a therapeutic remedy or an item... consistent with Daniz’s judgment, McVeit has no magical items... The number of magical items is scarce, and many have obvious defects and negative effects. Not everyone wants to have it. Anyone can have it. Before the combination of 'resentment', 'live corpse' and 'werewolf', only two magical Items, 'Crimson Moonlight' and 'Biotoxin Bottle'..." Klein nodded and took a stack of paper from his pocket.

He unfolded the yellowed paper and placed it on the "steel" Maviti, covering the other's face.

This is a reward order with the portrait of Maviti and the corresponding reward amount:

"6000 pounds!"

Klein stood up straight, stepped back, stepped on the peacock blue "flying carpet" and pulled out a paper man.

Snapped!

He rubbed his arm and shook his wrists, threw the paper man out, turned it into fire, and sprinkled it.

Then he turned into a shadow and disappeared into the alley with the item.

After two or three minutes, Cordova Royer rushed to the team with some "defective" players, just to see a cool breeze blowing up the reward, revealing the "steel" Maviti flesh and blood, eyes round Awkward face.

La la la, the reward is dropped next to it, still facing up.

............

Córdoba and others who lost their target trails, with the body of "steel", silently returned to the area where the battle had taken place.

The team members who looked at the scene and looked at the Cordova as a deacon, calmly asked:

"The believers of the ‘Sun’?”

This is the most important issue for him and for the diocese.

The "deceptive" team member who is responsible for finding clues and using supernatural means to restore the truth is not the extraordinary person of the "storm" approach, but the sequence of "readers" corresponding to the "reader", that is, "detective", he did not Anxious to answer, came over, squatted down to check the body of Maviti.

After a while, he looked up and said:

“It’s not the believer of the ‘the sun’, it should be the power of magical objects.”

"Reason?" Cordova asked with a frown.

The "defective" team member said:

"There is a sense of evil from the depths of flesh and blood. One of the bodies is swallowed like this, leaving only its own speciality and objects. If it is a 'solar' believer, even if it depends on the goods, it will not be similar. Things, for them, the things in the 'real creator' field are filthy and must be purified or sealed immediately, and should not be borrowed."

Córdoba thought for a few seconds, agreed with this judgment, and asked:

"Aurora people?"

"No, the real 'Royal Bishop' or 'Shepherd' will not be so rough, they will definitely wrap the body in their own body, wait until they leave, and then do the treatment. There is no reason to dismember on the spot, which is a waste of time and leaves a The heap is still worthwhile. It’s like the negative effect of magical items, so eager to swallow.” The “scepter” calmly said.

"Do you have the magical items in the 'Sun' and 'Secret" fields? Or the kind of 'Shepherd' ability? Berg, what is your judgment?" As a deacon, Cordova has the right to understand The shepherds" and their special abilities, and the "scepter" knows that it is based on his position in the ranks, and the rest of the "offenders" do not understand what they are saying.

"The Sorcerer" Berg stood up:

"It's all possible."

“Is there a suspect?” Cordova asked quietly.

Berg shook his head:

"There is no target at the moment.

"But it can be confirmed that the ‘blood thorns’ are killed by the ‘flame’ Daniz, and the other is his helper, a rather terrible strongman, not worse than the pirate generals.”

"A terrible powerhouse..." Cordova whispered in a dignified expression, and immediately his eyes lit up. "Will it be Edwina? She can simulate some extraordinary abilities she has seen!"

"Skuggler" Berger indulged in the following:

"I don't rule out this possibility, but the intelligence shows that she was still near Sonia Island a few days ago, unless she could simulate the corresponding ability and use the spiritual world to shuttle."

Córdoba took a few steps back and forth and looked around:

"Handle the scene, don't alarm nearby residents.

"I will submit the mission report and hope to get more and more effective intelligence."

This involves a strong force with a combat power at least equal to the sequence 5, so that he can only restrain the violent mood and make the most rational decision.

............

In the house of Old Quinn, in the basement of the heavy stone gate blockade.

Sitting on the low bed, Alger, who was quietly looking at the candlelight on the table, suddenly saw a flower, saw the gray fog, and the high-backed chair in the deep fog, overlooking all the "fools".

A blurred figure was placed underneath, hands clasped, and reached the front of the face, in a pious tone:

"The great ‘fool’, the matter has ended successfully.”

Things are going to end smoothly? That is "steel" Maviti and several extraordinary people... "World" is really neat, the strength is stronger than I thought, it is worthy of the "fool" Mr.... Oh, he can still be in Tarot At the meeting, I sold extraordinary features, maybe more than one... How did he get around the seal "2-37"? What is the speciality of the oracle? Alger’s thoughts flashed and he instinctively thanked Mr. Fool.

Next, he pulled out a metal vial and applied the mint-like pure dew on the nose.

The intense irritating scent penetrated into the head and Alger instantly became sober.

He did not know when he had a white gauze mask and poured the "moon oil" up.

Wearing a mask in an orderly manner, Alger stood up and slowly walked to the heavy stone door.

He steadily removed a sealed metal can from the inside of the garment, twisted the mechanical switch, and pulled out a tube.

Then he stuffed the pipe into the gap in the stone door and extended it.

Silently, the gas inside the metal can quickly spread out.

This is the blood anesthesia gas provided by the "Moon" Emlin!

It can stun the strong ordinary people, the sequence 9 with the body's extraordinary, the higher sequence but the body is not good enough!

Even if the old Quinn can hold on, it will be obviously affected. As for his helpers and friends, huh... Alger leaned on the stone door and waited patiently.

When the gas in the tank dissipated nearly one-third, he took the tube back and closed the switch.

He turned his body and listened to the movement outside, and he got a satisfactory answer.

Alger showed a smile, his breath was fast and restrained, and he was doing a backlog.

Suddenly, his body muscles all swelled and he made a punch.

"Furious blow"!

boom!

The iron lock of the heavy stone gate collapsed directly and it was opened.

Alger took the fist and walked out, a sleeper outside.

PS: There are two modes of stagnation of hunger, grazing and engulfing. The former is aimed at spiritual and extraordinary characteristics, while the latter is aimed at spirit and flesh and blood.