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Inside the ruins filled with sea water and half-integrated into the spiritual world, Klein, standing in the black body armor, stands at the door of the central hall, where the blue-and-green serpents who have been foraging and the old priests with high belly.

The skin is gray and black, and the latter seems to have been dried for a long time. The latter eyes flashed blue and blue, staring at the "guest" wearing a black crown, as if thinking about where to go from the mouth.

Without hesitation, without hesitation, Klein leaned into the body with his right hand and took out a brown translucent vial.

Then, he stretched out his left palm, quickly unscrewed the lid, and slammed the “biotoxin bottle” to the corner of the hall.

The environment here, half on the bottom of the sea, in addition to burning the dead spirit and the evil "sacred fire", no flame can exist, which limits the two important abilities of Klein's "magician" sequence, so he can only Start by taking the other advantages to the limit.

While throwing out the "biotoxin bottle", Klein's left palm glove quickly became brilliant and seemed to reflect the sun shining directly at noon.

Around his body, the swaying waters were stained with gold, spreading layer by layer.

This is the ability of "the priest of light" within the "squirming hunger", "purifying the aura"!

The old priest who had eaten some of the body of the "Poseidon" Cavitewa would certainly not be civilized and courteous. He looked at Klein for pre-war preparations with a knightly grace, and the blue-green light in his eyes flourished, and the bulging abdomen became higher. A lot.

"Hey!"

An ethereal but stern voice came out of his body and covered the entire ruins in an instant.

This voice is like a nightingale soul singing, both beautiful and pleasing, quiet and chilly, piercing the soul.

Klein was stiff in place, and all the thoughts were like encountering extremely cold waves, which solidified in his mind in an instant.

The old priest's body swelled instantly, like the resurrected Cavitowan or the giant who came out of the myths and legends.

Underneath his torn robes, he smashed a blue-blue greasy tentacles. They lingered with the silver-white lightning, and quickly darted out, dancing in the air, and rushing to Klein, who was still there.

Here!

Silver and white hair, Klein flew out, and fell heavily at the door, the black body armor of the body was faint, cracked a lot of gaps, the cane in the palm was thrown into the distance by his unconscious.

When the thinking was extremely calm and almost solidified, he did not use the idea of ​​"paper man substitute" and hardened the other side.

If it wasn't for the "Black Emperor" card and the Aziz copper whistle that strengthened his spirit, and with the essence of his sequence 6, this would inevitably be hit hard and even spiked.

The root tentacle rushed over again and slammed down.

Kline, who was "wake up", swiftly rolled over and barely escaped.

He glanced at the other person's body shape, immediately turned around, ran out of the gate, did not hesitate to run, and ran firm and courageous.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Klein was half-flying and half-running, and he was running away. The old priest’s blue-blue tentacle with silver and white lightning chased behind him and wanted to pull him back to the hall, but he was always dexterously turned. Agile movements, timely rollovers.

It was hard to see, and the old priest’s abdomen swelled again, and the sound of clear and cold voice resounded again.

But this time, Klein had prepared, and although his body was stagnant, he was soaked in the sea and turned into a piece of rotten paper.

The old priest finally moved, taking a heavy but fast pace, trying to catch up with the enemy.

He was so big that he rushed to the door, and his huge body slammed into the roof and walls that fell down!

The gate here was originally designed to allow super-giant creatures such as Cavitowan to pass, but the collapse of the previous relics and the madness of the "Poseidon" before the death, the place collapsed, the door was buried only two meters high The one-meter-wide look, and the old priest whose mental state is obviously abnormal, hit it straight like it, and it almost caught.

Klein, who had been waiting for this opportunity, immediately stopped and turned his body.

He closed his eyes halfway, straightened his back and opened his arms.

A brilliant beam of light lingering with some golden flames descended from the sky and hit the old priest.

The robes of his robes hanging on his body surface burned directly, and the gray skin and flesh and blood fell in blocks, and evaporated in pure brilliance.

It wasn't until this time that Klein saw what was strange about the old priest's abdomen.

There was a lot of bulging there, and several of them were particularly visible, forming the overall outline of two eyes and a mouth.

It was like a man hiding in the belly of the old priest, who was putting his face there and trying to drill it.

boom!

The old priest covered the legs of the black snakeskin, and the whole man slammed directly from the collapsed door, hitting the stones and the sea was stirring.

He finally got out of the light column, but most of his body was a wound caused by falling flesh and blood, and even the "face" of the abdomen was full of melting marks.

Hey! The old priest's blue and blue tentacles fluttered, with silver lightning, pumping from all directions to Klein. The "face" of his abdomen was accompanied by a sound that made the spirit "quiet" from time to time.

Klein rushed, or tumbling, or circling, calmly circling with the other side, you left and right, you are before me, just like dancing in a wild dance.

In this process, he relied on the "paper man substitute", and once again withstood the ethereal but cold cry, and sometimes screamed, screaming the old priest with the scream of the resentment, grabbing the "face" on his abdomen Before the sound, forcibly interrupt it.

Time passed by, the crazy old priest had been hanging his hands and suddenly raised, pressed in his abdomen.

His arm was pulled, and the hard-skinned tear of the contoured mouth was a hole.

The blue pus was sprayed inside and the fine and sharp teeth grew.

Another screaming sound, the surrounding sea water poured into the mouth, forming the horror whirlpool that Cavitowa had ever created.

Klein, who was dressed in the "Black Emperor", was sucked up, and the lightning tentacles around him were recycled, and he was to be embraced.

Klein didn't panic, the glove on the left palm quickly became like pure gold.

In the air, his eyes fixed on the "face" of the old priest's abdomen and the whirlpool of water below. The brilliance in the pupil was illuminated by two lightning bolts.

"Interrogator", "spiritual piercing"!

The old priest suddenly froze, and the "face" of the abdomen wrinkled together, and the whirlpool of horror suction collapsed instantly.

In the rewinding waves, Klein whispered his body, swimming like a fish in the weakness of power, and escaped the blue-green tentacles of the roots.

In the flashing silver and white electro-optic, he rushed to the side of the old priest, and the color of the glove did not know when it had become pale and pale.

Klein had a drum in his back, and his fists were madly hit, hitting the old priest's thigh near his knee.

boom! boom! boom!

His fists blew out the cold, and the old priest fluttered and fluttered, and the other's right leg was covered with a thin layer of frost, and the surrounding sea water was completely frozen.

This is the "live corpse" control of the ice power!

In the screams of the old priest, the root of the tentacle whip pulled back, and the silvery light illuminated the entire ruins.

At this time, Klein did not greedy, stopped in time, tumbling backwards, and escaped the crazy attack of crushing the ground slate.

He stood up, and the old priest was still stiff in the place, letting the left palm's gloves bloom again in the sun.

Klein straightened his body and gestured to praise the sun.

The thick, clear, sacred pillar of light descended again, covering the huge old priest.

Klein saw the gray flesh of the enemy disintegrating rapidly, and the "face" of his abdomen melted, revealing the inside situation - the heart of the old priest, the heart, stomach pocket, intestines and other organs huddled together. I spelled a sea snake's face.

Cavitowan had a bit of spiritual remnant... The will of the demigod was really stronger than I thought... Kline was another tumbling, and escaped the blue-blue tentacle that was thrown by a rifle.

The root tentacles wrapped around the lightning, and the sacred beam of light was blown, inserted into the ground, twitching, twisting, and squirming.

The clear light column quickly dissipated, and the evil face of the old priest’s abdomen opened his mouth tenaciously.

At this moment, the old priest himself bent his waist and gave a violent cough, and the effort of the snake face came to an abrupt end.

The "biotoxin bottle" has finally come into play!

Klein did not miss this opportunity, stood up again, spread his arms and embraced the "sun."

The light column with many golden flames illuminates the area. The figure of the old priest is first smashed, then narrowed down, as if evaporating, and the snake face of his abdomen disappeared completely after a screaming scream.

When the light dissipated, the old priest had recovered its original size, the bones were almost melted, and a piece of gray flesh was hung.

His breath is bleak and the spirit disintegrates at high speed.

Klein rushed over and relied on his own state of resentment to directly psychic.

He wants to confirm whether the old priest is sinful.

He believes that he must stick to this bottom line. This is both his own will and prevention of corruption and madness.

In the twinkling of an eye, he saw a picture of the scene where the old priest presided over the living sacrifice.

Klein no longer hesitated, stretched out his left palm and let the hungry gloves taste the food.

The flesh and blood, the spirituality and the white bones swiftly poured into the cracked mouth of his palm, and the blue and blue rays were separated, accompanied by a little black.

In the previous psychic, Klein confirmed that the old priest was a "soul teacher" during his lifetime. The potion formula and extraordinary materials were all from the God of War Church in the Fossac Empire. When he became the "Poseidon Guard", he was lost. Reasonable, only knowing how to obey the command, after the death of Caviteu, following the instinctual desire, he ate the flesh and blood of the **** of his own belief, and finally the characteristics conflicted and turned into a monster.

Just as the “squirming hunger” saturated, all the extraordinary characteristics of the ground suddenly surged into a hurricane, rolled into the hall, and invested in the white fangs that were no longer curved.

Klein looked away and saw that the remnant of Cavitowan had completely collapsed, shaped like mud, and the snake tooth that absorbed all the extraordinary characteristics of it became a short stick, quietly inserted on a half-pillar. .

The top of the white scepter is inlaid with tiny blue "gems", some of which are stained with darkness and dyed in the morning light.

Klein saw that "squirming hunger" had satisfied his appetite, rushing into the hall, and carefully approaching the scepter.

He hasn't really touched it yet, and the illusion of illusion is heard in the ear, and there is an illusion in front of him. He sees a group of believers who pray and pray, and sees the rebel army that is crying and crying for the gods themselves.

PS: Today two chapters are sent, ask for a recommendation ticket~ Also, correct the two mistakes in the first two, the timeline in the sixty-four chapters of the spirit world, Alger should say yesterday morning, not this morning, Klein describes the punitive After getting the book of Scourge, I lost more than 20 hours to Cavitewa and changed it to more than a day. I didn’t know how to make time. . Also, Alger refers to getting anesthetic gas for a week, that is, this week, the Tarot party skipped, in order not to destroy the rhythm of the sea god, and the conversion of the front view of the account has been explained, there is no need to repeat.