Chapter 268 Numbers and People

In a small town on the outskirts of Backlund.

After changing into dry and clean clothes, Klein placed the soaked banknotes on the table one by one, waiting for them to dry naturally in the warm room.

During this process, he moved very carefully and gently, even forcibly suppressing the sneezing and coughing caused by the cold and fever.

In order to ensure that there are no mistakes, he did not control the fire to bake by himself.

After doing all this, he walked to the corner of the hotel room, where a full-length mirror stood.

In the mirror, Klein's black hair was neatly combed diagonally, he had a pair of dark brown eyes, and his face was rather thin and angular.

With gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose and no beard around his mouth, he looks young and experienced.

This is the appearance of Zhou Mingrui, which he modified according to the ethnic characteristics of the Northern Continent, and it is the appearance of vigorous and energetic when he was in college and has not been fattened by society.

He planned to return to Backlund for a while when the matter calmed down a bit, and get a legal identity for his current appearance by the way—compared with the time when he left Tingen, he does not lack corresponding channels, such as Ian in the "Brave" bar, such as Miss Sharon's circle, such as Detective Isengard Stanton.

I really miss it... Klein whispered, busy with the ceremony in the room where the curtains had already been drawn, preparing to bring "squirming hunger" above the gray mist to do foolproof research.

In the quiet ancient palace, he appeared at the top of the long bronze table, holding a thin glove made of human skin, leaning back on the back of the chair.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and extended his spirituality into the item that needed to be sealed.

He immediately felt the hunger of the glove, as if it had a stomach that could never be filled, but it was so docile above the gray mist, it didn't even dare to ooze any malice, as if lying there, not daring to move. moving hound.

Then, Klein heard unwilling cries and painful groans.

Distorted, ferocious, and howling transparent faces immediately stood out in his inspiration, brimming with unbearable sorrow and madness.

These "faces" are deeply integrated with the extraordinary characteristics of different colors, different states and different expressions. Wherever Klein's spirituality spreads, he can combine with the corresponding "faces" and use its abilities.

This is how to use it? Klein tried again and again,

Combined with divination, it roughly figured out which five souls "creeping hunger" is currently "grazing".

One is "faceless man", but only has the ability to change appearance and figure;

The second is a "psychiatrist", who can make the target fall into a state of frenzy, give certain psychological hints, simulate Longwei, deter individuals and groups, and create chaos;

The third is the "interrogator", who can make the wearer of the glove proficient in the use of various weapons, become an expert in blasting, and have the ability to gather spirit and pierce the target's spirit body;

The fourth is "Nightmare", which has only one ability, which is to silently drag people into dreams, but unlike the corresponding Extraordinary, this is mainly done by "squirming hunger", so, after entering the nightmare state, the wearer can still move own body;

The fifth is the "Priest of Light", which can produce a halo-like effect and purify undead and filthy creatures within a certain range. Weaker "Holy Light".

The limit is five souls, and the abilities that can be used are fixed during the first "grazing"... This is not something you can decide, it depends purely on luck, maybe there are three, maybe there is only one... Klein nodded thoughtfully, and sighed Tone, said to those suffering souls:

"No matter what kind of people you were before, I will gradually free you from imprisonment and gain complete liberation.

"In the future, the souls I will shepherd will only come from sinful and unforgivable people. Every time I kill such an Extraordinary, I will let one of you be replaced and be freed, regardless of whether his ability is needed by me or not. "

His solemn but soft voice echoed in the ancient palace, and those howling souls in pain quieted down, no longer twisted and hideous.

Phew... Klein exhaled, opened his eyes, tapped the edge of the ancient long table with his fingers, and said silently to himself:

"The ability of the 'faceless man' overlaps with my own, and it is completely worthless. When there is a replacement, I will release him first. Well, at that time, you can try psychic communication and talk to him, maybe you can get the 'Seer' 'Pass the high-sequence news, as well as the clues of where the mermaid haunts... No, there is no need to wait for a replacement. In a few days, when the cold is cured and the state is restored, you can try...

"The soul corresponding to the 'Priest of Light' should be able to complete the formula I obtained before, and he will also leave the corresponding Extraordinary characteristics, so that the little 'Sun' doesn't have to worry about subsequent promotions, um, he will be the second to be freed..."

"As for the fact that every time I use it, I have to use a human's soul and flesh to feed the 'squirming hunger', but I don't need to care about it. I will definitely not use it normally. When I need it, I must face terrible enemies. In such a battle, there is definitely no shortage of lives that can be harvested. Even if there is none, I can still throw the 'squirming hunger' on the gray mist, and I don't have to worry about it backlashing back, so I won't hurt innocent people. The worst result is It's no longer usable..."

Putting his thoughts away, Klein tried to use the magical item "Squirming Hunger" to divination the formula of the "Shepherd" potion, but in the end he only got the result of failure.

He didn't divination the source of "creeping hunger", worrying about attracting bad existence.

Although there is gray mist to block and block him, he is not afraid of endangering himself, but in that case, "creeping hunger" may be damaged.

Only when it's no longer necessary will I consider making a corresponding attempt... Klein leaned forward, allowing his elbows to rest on the table.

He quickly recalled the previous events, and keenly noticed a detail:

"After the 'Master Key' was annihilated, the Extraordinary characteristics did not disappear, but became light particles, trying to gather...

"It is foreseeable that the final form of the 'Apprentice' feature no longer originates from Mr. Men's cry.

"In other words, through this method, the spiritual pollution in the Extraordinary characteristics can be removed!

"But the problem is that under normal circumstances, it is impossible to destroy the Beyonder characteristics solidified into items. At that time, it relied on a ceremony that could allow the true god to descend. The prerequisites required included a large number of innocent lives...

"Moreover, once the 'All Black Eye' is shattered, the spiritual pollution of the 'True Creator' hidden inside will inevitably erupt. At that time, who can bear it? Do it above the gray fog?"

While thinking about it, Klein thought of the possible encounters in the East District, and hurriedly produced a pen and paper to do the corresponding divination.

After receiving the revelation, he lost his expression, and slowly, slowly leaned back on the back of the chair.

Below him, the endless gray mist floated silently as ever.

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Audrey stood by the window, watching the light yellow and iron black mist dissipate quickly, watching the heavy rain that does not belong to winter fall majesticly, and her mood calmed down a lot.

After an unknown amount of time, she and Susie finally waited for Earl Hall to come home.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Audrey asked with concern.

Earl Hall showed a gentle smile while handing over his coat and hat to the waiter:

"Solved, but the specific process is still unclear, my little princess, you really helped me a lot this time, you deserve a ton of medals!"

This is good, this is good... Thanks to Mister Fool's reminder, thanks to his favored one's adventurous investigation... Our Tarot Society once again prevented the evil god from coming, and saved the world again! Audrey's heart was filled with pride.

Earl Hall took the towel from the maid, wiped his face, and sighed:

"But this time it still caused relatively serious casualties. The smog in Backlund turned out to be so deadly... Although the statistical results have not yet come out, I estimate that more than 10,000 people died because of this in the East District, Dock District and Factory District , and the plague is still spreading, try not to go out recently."

More than 10,000 people? This is a number that Audrey can understand but cannot imagine. She can only see the scene of tens of thousands of people gathering together during the float parade on the National Day every year.

However, this did not prevent her from feeling heavy and depressed all of a sudden.

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Daisy stood outside the apartment, watching the doctors and nurses in white coats and large masks enter and carry out corpses one after another.

She already knew the result, her expression was numb, her eyes were empty, and she subconsciously approached the door.

At this time, the policeman in charge of the cordon stopped her:

"Don't go there, do you want to be infected with the plague?"

Daisy stopped there, watching the two corpses being carried out, watching her mother Liv hugging her sister Freya tightly, watching them being carried to the delivery wagon wrapped in black cloth, watching They were covered with white cloth and disappeared before his eyes.

The carriage drove slowly towards the other side of the street.

At this time, Daisy seemed to wake up from a dream. She turned around, ran fast, and chased the carriage.

The ground after the rain was extremely muddy. She fell down and got up several times, making her body covered in stains.

However, she still failed to catch up with the carriage and watched it disappear around the corner.

Daisy slowed down, her body swayed slightly, and her expression was extremely dull.

She held onto the trees beside the street and stared intently at the place where the carriage left.

Suddenly, her whole body softened, and a sob came out of her throat:

"Mother……

"Freya..."

The voice was thin, low, sharp and weak, lingering and endless.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people in the east area, in the dock area, and in the factory area were also screaming and crying.

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Queens, Sodrak Palace.

Wearing a crown, with a firm face and two moustaches, George III sat on the throne, looking at the Earl of the Palace in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.

"Your Majesty, people from the three major churches are waiting for your explanation outside." The Earl of the Palace asked with sweat on his forehead.

"Explanation? Prince Edsac was tempted by the witch, colluded with the cult, and attempted to rebel. This is the explanation! His conspiracy was revealed and he committed suicide. What explanation do they need!" George III was suddenly furious.

He took a breath and resumed his usual seriousness:

"You tell them that no matter what method they use to get the corresponding title, they can get a seat in the House of Lords, the property restrictions on elections will be relaxed, and invalid constituencies will also be cleared. This is to appease those factory owners and bankers.

"Similarly, the Air Pollution Investigation Committee will give a conclusion immediately, the relevant bill will be passed soon, and the minimum guarantee and working hours regulations will also be presented in the form of law in the near future!

"The Poor Law will be reformed according to their demands...Allow the three major churches to send personnel into the military!"

"Your Majesty..." The Earl of the Palace was startled.

Such a concession was simply beyond his imagination, especially the last one.

George III was furious again:

"Just tell them that! Since they want a new order, I'll give them a new order!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The Earl of the Palace did not dare to say any more and left the palace.

George III sat there without moving for a long time, like a stone statue.

After an unknown amount of time, his expression suddenly softened. To read books on this site, please use the latest domain name