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No, I haven’t gone anywhere... I’m having trouble with my legs, come over myself? Klein’s expression of a grin that was not in accordance with the setting of Gilman Sparo almost took a sigh of relief.

The only reason to stop him from doing this is that there will be no small movements that will cause "trouble" to discover his hiding place!

No longer a young man, he made a quick decision, held his breath, slowly stood up, and moved to the gate of the iron fence with almost no sound, and looked at the place where the footsteps came from a hidden and calm way.

He believes that since hiding is not necessarily useful, you need to identify the hazard-related situation in order to make the most appropriate choice!

Two rounds of miniature sun in the eyelids, Klein waited for a few tens of seconds, heard that the footsteps became more and more heavy, more and more clear, accompanied by the iron door was pushed open and hit the wall of the jingle movement.

Then he saw a tall figure appearing on the right side of the corridor.

This figure is close to two meters five, wearing a black armor covering the whole body, the cold feeling is like a real, seems to be a giant knight.

His breath is restrained, the silence is like the deep sea, the eyes are flashing with two deep red lights, and the hand is carrying a long and wide black straight sword.

Dangdang!

He pushed open the iron door of a cell, stepped forward, and turned around as if searching for something.

Uh... Is this looking for a prisoner? This will definitely find me... Klein hesitated, thinking that he should be close to the other party, leave the cell, find another way, or attack, simply solve the target, then continue to shrink here, waiting for the dream End.

Judging how much time is available for thinking, Klein quickly solved the citrine pendant in the left wrist cuff and started divination with a voice that almost only he could hear:

"The knight was very strong."

After reading it seven times, Klein blinked and saw the citrine pendant spinning in a clockwise direction, which was very large and fast.

This means that the goal is a very dangerous existence!

No longer hesitating, no time to hesitate, Klein used the extraordinary ability of the "clown" to control his muscles, without any additional movement to open the door of the iron fence.

Then, he slammed the black knight into another cell, and walked lightly into the hallway, shrinking his body and moving quickly to the left.

In the deep darkness, he listened to the movement behind him, while maintaining a secret and swift action, and quickly circumvented a bend and reached a front door of a suspected exit.

Trying to push and pull, Klein found that the iron door was not heavy, but I did not know who was locked.

After thinking for two seconds, he took out the key in the cell and inserted it into the keyhole, twisting it without much hope.

A slight click came out and the anti-lock on the open iron door was lifted.

Is this OK? Although it is a dream, but I can't just take the key is an important prop... I originally planned to draw paper into a soldier, insert it into the door seam, cut it continuously, cut it one by one... Klein is half doubtful. The bellows slowly pushed open the iron gate.

To his disappointment, behind the iron gate is not an exit, but a hall with lots of debris.

Closing the door and unlocking it again, Klein bypassed the messy items and looked for possible doors or roads.

A few seconds later, he noticed that there was a black wooden door in the corner that was not too eye-catching, so he carefully moved closer and explored the handle.

The scene inside naturally appeared in his mind, it was a storage room with a full-length mirror on the right side and a figure wearing a linen robe on the right side.

Someone? The escaped prisoner? Klein, who was forced to leave the comfort zone, decided to take the initiative with a limited amount of effort, so he slowly turned the handle and pushed the black wooden door open.

He wants to get a general idea of ​​what is going on, to decide whether to escape or fight at a critical juncture.

"Who?" The figure wearing a linen robes was hurriedly asked, and the tone was full of despair and pain.

"An adventurer," Klein replied briefly.

He has relied on the night vision ability to see the appearance of the figure:

This is a man with a weather-beaten face. The wrinkles on the forehead, corners of the eyes and mouth are quite deep, but the hair is black and shiny, without a silver wire.

His linen robes are simple and simple, his expression is distorted by pain, and his rare black eyes are difficult to conceal the strange and doubtful:

"adventurer?

"How did you get here?"

Klein stayed at a certain distance from the man who was not young or old, standing at the door and looking at the other side:

“It is necessary to introduce yourself before asking someone.”

As a "faceless person", just by taking a short time to look at it, he has already grasped the characteristics of the other side - in addition to the contradiction between hair color and wrinkles, there are still old scars on the cheeks.

The man groaned and looked at the hall with concern:

"You'd better close the door, we can't be caught by the demon, otherwise..."

The muscles of his face twitched significantly, seemingly recalling something bad.

"Demon?" Klein whispered, reaching back and closing the black wooden door.

The man sighed and smiled bitterly:

"Sorry, I was not polite enough.

"My name is Leo Master, a monk of a religious organization."

"A religious organization? It seems that it is not a believer in one of the seven gods." Klein found the problem from the other party's words.

If it is a monk who believes in one of the Seven Gods, it is obvious that it can be spoken straight out. Even the priests of the Sun Church and the bishops of the Storm Church will not fight in this dangerous place.

Leo Master laughed and laughed:

"Yes, I admire the original Creator, He is the omnipotent Almighty, the root of all greatness, He is the beginning and the end, He is the God of the Gods!"

This...the first creator who heard the other worship, Kline’s first reaction was the “Twilight Hermit”.

However, there are indeed some small sects in the North and South continents that are primitive worshipers. There are many people who believe in the original Creator... Klein asked at his discretion:

"What is the name of your religious organization?

"How did you get here?"

Leo Master hesitated and said:

"The easternmost part of the Sea of ​​Sonia is where my Lord sleeps. His holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrimage team to try to witness the miracles and redeem myself.

"Perhaps the inevitable test, we were caught by the demon, and died one by one...

"Later, I seized the opportunity and escaped from the cell, hiding here, waiting for the devil to leave."

Klein thought for a moment:

"Do you know what the devil is calling? What characteristics does he have?"

"He?" Leo Master shook his head and said with a little confusion. "I don't know his specific name, but many pilgrims seem to know him and call him "the Holy One."

Black sage? A half god? Is this Leo Master's dream, or the half-god dream? From the results of my divination, it should be the latter, otherwise it will not be too dangerous... Klein is going to ask which organization Leomarst belongs to and figure out the extraordinary ability of the "Black Saint". Yu Guang suddenly swept the full-length mirror opposite the monk.

In occultism, the mirror is a passage connecting the hidden and unknown world. It is easy to bring terrible accidents. Therefore, Klein, who is in a dangerous dream, walks cautiously and intends to directly destroy it with the ability of "the priest of light". This item.

"No, don't!" Leo Master seemed to notice Klein's plan and shouted in horror. "If there isn't it, I will, I will die immediately!"

what? Klein looked at the glasses again in confusion.

Although the environment here is extremely dark, the mirror clearly shows two figures, one is Leo Mast, whose wrinkles are black and black, and the other is Grimm, who is thin, dark-brown, and wearing a cap. Sparo.

At this time, when Klein had no movements, the mirrored Gelman Spalo slowly turned his head and gave him a gloomy smile!

The mirror suddenly swayed and one hand went out.

Klein just blinked, and the same person, Michael, Sparrow, climbed out of the mirror, and his face was markedly gloomy by the darkness!

It’s scary... Unfortunately, I don’t have a long time like Gelman Sparo, so you didn’t scare me... If, in the mirror, Zhou Mingrui is presented and drilled, I’m afraid I will wake up directly... Klein looked at each other calmly, raised his left hand, and there was a layer of sunshine on it.

Gilman Sparo, who was opposite to the gloomy smile, raised his left hand and let the gloves emerge a noble but evil dark.

This corresponds to the ability to "corrupt the Baron"!

My copy body? Klein thought about it and lifted his right hand with a blank expression.

In his palm is holding a milky white short scepter that does not know where it came from, and the right head is inlaid with a blue-green "gemstone".

"Poseidon Scepter"!

Although the behavior in the dream must be logical to achieve the desired effect, Klein suspects that this illusory world cannot affect the fog affecting the mysterious space, so he just tried to simplify the ritual process and tell himself "Poseidon" The scepter is preserved in a place similar to the unique area of ​​the spiritual world. When do you want it and when you can take it out.

The result of the experiment made Klein happy, and the dream world really couldn't distinguish the difference between the unique area of ​​the spiritual world and the fog. Under the premise that the "Poseidon Scepter" really belongs to him, this semi-god seal was " Take it out!

Really can do it... or else you have to fight against the opposite side... Klein sighed in relief.

He also believes that the mirror cannot replicate the parts associated with the fog.

The gloomy German Sparro looked at the opposite side with a sluggish look, instinctively followed his hand, but the right palm was empty.

Then, he saw countless silver lightnings rushing out, wrapping himself in layers, letting him consume the "paper man substitute" one by one but couldn't jump out of the area.

Zizz, a huge mine ball illuminates the room that could not be avoided because of the narrowness, and immediately disappeared with the mirror of the German Sparrow.

I don't know why, Klein felt that he was inexplicably quiet at this moment, just like entering the time of the sage.

He turned his head and looked back to Leo Mast Road:

"What is the religious organization you joined?"

Leo Mastres trembled and replied:

"Aurora will..."

Aurora? Klein was so stunned that he couldn't help but pick his brow.

At this time, there was a loud bang in the outside, and the anti-locking iron gate seemed to be kicked open.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Heavy as the footsteps of the drums go straight to the corner, as if you have found the hiding place of Klein and Leo Master.

Klein suspected that the lightning storm had just noticed the "Black Saint"!

Can't hide it... Klein held the "Poseidon Scepter" and kicked the black wooden door of the storage room and kicked it to the "Black Saint"!

When the wooden door rolled over, he saw what the target looked like:

The knight in black full armor did not know when he had pushed up the visor, revealing a deep wrinkled face, revealing a little black hair and revealing the old scar on his cheek.

He looks exactly the same as Leo Master, and even the subtleties are exactly the same!

The only difference is that his eyes are shining red.

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