Chapter 75: A Scene Full of Symbolism

In the unlit sewer, Klein wiped his neck, then turned his attention back to Lanrus' cracked head and headless corpse, and to the two tarot cards stuck in the opponent's eyes.

He originally wanted to take back all the thrown "flying knives" and erase the corresponding clues, but he discovered a very real and serious problem.

That is he has no darkvision.

He was able to drive wildly in the dark sewer, and fought fiercely with Lanerus, relying on his spiritual vision!

He can see the color of the aura of Lanerus, the spiritual brilliance of various creatures, and vaguely grasp their "illuminated" places, so as to distinguish the way.

It's a pity that the tarot card he is using now is not the one from the Nighthawks team, it has no spiritual silver streaks, it is ordinary and has no characteristics.

In such an environment, Klein can use the color of his aura and spiritual brilliance to distinguish the outlines of things in a small range around him, but he can't see the objects inserted on the wall and ground scattered everywhere from a distance. The cards - he and Lanwusi fought fiercely all the way just now, and it was not limited to a certain place.

Of course, he believed that as long as he gave himself enough time, it would not be too difficult to retrieve all the thrown Tarot cards. Military personnel, maybe they will arrive in the next minute!

I can't be careless about this... I have been wearing gloves... This tarot card was bought before I came to Backlund, and it belongs to the national unified model... I basically never use it... Even if I carry it with me, most of it It was also placed together with Mr. Azik's copper whistle... No matter what method is used, it is difficult to locate me through them. At most, it can restore part of the battle scene, and I have a mask on my face and shoes with pads ... Various thoughts flashed in an instant, and Klein quickly made a decision.

He turned to the headless corpse of Lanerus, squatted down, stretched out his right palm wearing a black glove, and quickly searched for the leftover items on the other party's body.

—— Klein didn't have the idea of ​​carrying out the psychic ritual. First, he was deeply impressed by the feeling of the evil god descending before, and he didn't dare to blindly communicate with Lanerus's spirit unless he took it to the gray mist. Second, the Nighthawks and With the military personnel likely to arrive at any time, he didn't think he had enough time to arrange the ceremony, summon himself, respond to himself, and then go to the gray fog to channel.

Give up if you should give up... Klein silently muttered to himself, and withdrew his hand from Lanwusi's body.

The demented con man seemed to have fled in a hurry, with no cash, no materials, no charms,

There is only an eyeball-sized badge next to the body, and there is a light and thin spiritual light shining quietly on it.

Klein wasn't afraid that this item could be located, because he planned to throw it on the gray mist and study it slowly, so he put the badge into his pocket while standing upright.

He stared at Lanerwusi's body, did not wait for the Extraordinary characteristics to be released, and took out the remaining tarot cards with his left palm wearing a black glove.

Immediately afterwards, he straightened his left arm so that the palm of his hand was directly above Lanerus's body.

Suddenly, Klein let go of his palm, allowing the tarot cards to fall down, covering the headless corpse like leaves. Some of them faced upwards, with pictures and numbers drawn on them, Some have dark red backs with looming patterns.

After finishing all this, Klein took out the Azik copper whistle and threw it a few times before running into the depths of the sewer without looking back.

After almost two minutes, a group of figures finally found this place. Some of them were wearing thick black trench coats, while others were wearing well-designed military uniforms.

The leader was Crestai Sesima, who was carrying a pure white bone sword. His red gloves were stained with dust, and his resolute face showed obvious fatigue and weakness.

They stopped a few meters away from the corpse, and with the help of dark vision, they saw Lanrus' corpse and the head by the wall.

There are two Tarot cards stuck in that head, one is "Emperor" and the other is "Wheel of Fortune".

The surface of the headless body is covered with more cards, which depict "the chariot driven by the victor", "the hermit in a robe and carrying a lamp", "death in armor on a white horse", And many more Holy Grails, Wands and more.

On the surrounding walls and ground, Tarot cards such as "Devil", "Sun" and "Judgment" are also inserted or lying.

All of this looks like the scene of some weird ritual, and Lanevus belongs to the sacrifice destined to be sacrificed.

Cresta Sesima took a breath silently, and frowned tightly. The Extraordinary around him were temporarily unable to recover from this horrifying and mysterious picture in the dark environment.

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After getting away from the death scene of Lanwusi, Klein quickly found an exit to leave, pulled off the clown mask, and walked quickly towards the East District in the shadow of the gas street lamp.

Before that, he had already dealt with the stains on the soles.

It wasn't until he entered the East District and reached Black Palm Street that he breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly held the ceremony of summoning himself and responding to himself in the rented one-bedroom house.

Klein in the spirit state moved the full set of clothes he wore tonight, the remaining spells, herbs, and essential oils, together with the badge he got from Lanrus, to the gray mist, and burned the corresponding clues with spiritual flames.

Huh... He let out a breath, and finally had the time to take a look at what the badge he got from Lanrus looked like.

This badge is only the size of an eyeball, with symbols of fate and concealment engraved on the front, and a small circle of ancient Hermetic inscriptions on the back:

"With this item, you can join."

What's the meaning? Is Lanwusi still a member of a secret organization? Klein rubbed his forehead, and when he was physically and mentally exhausted and the timing was not right, he resolutely gave up the research and planned to wait until after the Tarot meeting to ponder.

He quickly left the mysterious space above the gray mist, changed into another set of clothes, and removed the camouflage he made before.

However, he was not in a hurry to return to Minsk Street, and planned to sleep until the next morning before leaving. This was because acting on the street after midnight would easily attract investigation, and there was another incident just now.

Lying on the bed, Klein looked out the window at night where the moonlight was fading, his mind gradually calmed down.

After completing the initial revenge, he felt that he had unloaded a lot of burdens and lost a lot of depression. Compared with the previous period of time, his mental state was obviously much better.

"Ince Zangwill and the sealed item '0-08' are not something that I can handle at the moment, and the gap is very large. Only those who become high-sequence powerhouses and demigods can be qualified Blending this matter... Before being promoted to Sequence 4, I will pretend that they don't exist..."

"Well, my goal for a long time in the future is to work hard to improve myself. I have completely digested the 'Joker' potion now, and I can be promoted to a 'magician' when I gather all the extraordinary materials."

"Afterwards there will be 'Faceless Man', 'Master Puppet', and the corresponding Sequence 4 whose name I don't know yet."

"Other than that, be a normal detective."

Klein was in a peaceful state of mind, thinking about the arrangements for a period of time to come, no longer so impatient, no longer so depressed.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said silently to himself:

"Captain, Benson, Melissa, you should prefer to see me like this now..."

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Just after dawn, a group of people dressed as doctors wearing surgical caps and white masks came to the door of the Dock Workers Association's dormitory.

The old man who was the leader said to the bewildered residents:

"An infectious disease was found in your house, and a person named Kevin has already passed away."

"We will provide free treatment. There is a special medicine for this infectious disease. As long as you take it in time, you will be fine."

"Kevin?" Residents exclaimed in astonishment, looking left and right for the colleague named Kevin, but they didn't find anything.

That was the pseudonym of Lanwusi.

Seeing that this charitable medical organization was accompanied by a familiar policeman, the residents no longer had doubts, and began to line up anxiously to receive the medicine.

The first one was a middle-aged man with a big beard. He asked questions very nervously, fearing that a bottle of medicine would not be able to fight against that severe infectious disease.

It wasn't until the doctors showed their impatience that he raised his mouth and drank the bottle of blue-colored special medicine.

He was then held aside and pointed his mouth at a hole of the same size.

vomit! vomit! vomit!

The man suddenly felt nauseous, vomited violently, and spit out a mass of sour and bloody stuff.

He was about to half-support his body and move his eyes to see what he had spit out, but he was forcibly pushed away by two powerful nurses.

The mouth-sized hole was located in an iron-black metal barrel, the bottom of which was dark and deep with little light.

And right there, there was a pool of yellow-green liquid lying quietly. In the center of the liquid was a small piece of blood-colored flesh covered with fine black hairs!

vomit! vomit! vomit!

One of the resident staff took the medicine and vomited painfully in front of different metal barrels.

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Queens, in the luxury villa of Earl Hall's family.

"Why did you suddenly come to visit so early?" Audrey asked, looking at the sky outside, and then at Viscount Grelint in front of her.

Grelint looked around and only found a big golden retriever dog squatting beside him, so he lowered his voice and said:

"I was planning to go to the racetrack, but I met Kang Si on the way. He told me a very interesting thing. It was really interesting. I thought I would pass by here, so I came to share it with you."

"What is it?" Audrey asked with great interest.

Greint replied without paying attention to the words:

"You should have heard of the Aurora Society, right? It was the Aurora Society that assassinated Ambassador Intis. They were caught and killed several important members. A very big plot failed because of this."

I thought it was something related to the divinity of the "True Creator". Hugh and the others reported it to someone yesterday evening, and they happened to act at night... Wait, it seems that the Aurora Society worships the "True Creator"! Audrey's eyes lit up, and she asked reservedly:

"What plot?"

"I don't know. Kance refused to say. He only told me that the one who was in charge of this plot was a formerly wanted fraudster named Lanerus." Grelint spread his right palm.

Sure enough... Audrey nodded invisibly, and asked without hiding her curiosity:

"Has he been caught?"

"He died, but not at the hands of our people." Grelint paused, "This is what I said is very interesting. When his body was found, it was covered with many towers. Luo Pai, also around, you imagine that scene..."

Tarot? Corpse covered with many tarot cards? Audrey was startled for a moment, and then "understood":

This is what our "Tarot Club" does!

This was done by Mister Fool's favored one!

PS: I recommend a book, the author is an old Chinese doctor, no, a master of gynecology, no, that is all his previous profession, and now he is the author, the title of the book is "Ghosts Ahead", introduction: There are ghosts in this world, and there are also gods . But now, the gods are dead! When the old god dies and the new god is not yet established, it is also the time for the carnival of the ghosts, a chance to turn around...