Chapter 71 Stagnation Phenomenon

Bending his arms and extending them, Klein kept repeating this process, watching Dunn push open the door of the guard room halfway.

The captain's cautiousness, high vigilance and the absurd "protective action" made his mind extremely tense, just like when he was a child walking through the grave at night.

A Grade 2 Sealed Artifact is dangerous and must be used with caution and restraint... The official members of the Nighthawks can't understand the details... I don't know how dangerous it is... In tension, Klein couldn't help thinking a lot.

At this moment, his head suddenly froze, as if the processor was powered off.

In Klein's line of sight, everything slowed down, even the movement of bending his arms.

He saw Captain Dunn stop and move closer to him frame by frame in slow motion, and saw the opponent slowly stretch out his palm and push his shoulder.

Suddenly, Klein's thoughts and sight returned to normal at the same time, as if he had just had a hallucination.

"What happened?" he asked in a low, startled voice.

Dunn shook his head at him and said in a deep voice:

"You pay attention."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the guard room. Klein followed closely and saw four people sitting or standing inside.

One of them is Leonard the "Midnight Poet", and the other three Klein have never met before, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are all doing "flexion and stretching exercises" without the slightest relaxation.

"Klein Moretti has a wonderful connection with the Antigonus family's notes." Dunn gave a rough introduction.

Then, he pointed to the three strangers and said:

"These ladies and gentlemen are colleagues from the Diocese of Backlund, escorting Sealed Artifact '2-049' over here. This is Ms. Lolota, the 'Gravedigger' of Sequence 8, and also a sharpshooter."

At this moment, the black-haired lady in her mid-thirties nodded kindly to Klein.

She has a good appearance, without a hat, wearing clothes similar to men's clothing, a black coat, a white shirt, black tight trousers and leather boots of the same color, and the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned.

After Klein said hello, Dunn pointed to the man sitting behind the desk:

"Al Hassan, an old guy like me."

Before he could finish his sentence, Klein saw the "bending and stretching" of Mr. Al Hasson wearing a gray trench coat became jerky, as if the gears were not lubricated, or the joints were covered with rust.

What's the situation... In a daze, Klein saw Lolota push Al Hassen, so the gentleman's movements returned to normal.

I was just like that too? Klein was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized:

This is the manifestation of the dangerous leakage of the Sealed Artifact "2-049"!

What happens if you don't wake up in time?

Will it become a "living dead"?

With one doubt after another, Klein said hello to Al Hasson, who was very attractive to a middle-aged man.

"Borgia." Dunn pointed to the last night watchman.

It was an indifferent man with a knife mark on the side of his face. His brown-yellow eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he kept looking at everyone present.

"Let's go, everyone, finish as soon as possible, seal '2-049' as soon as possible." Al Hasson, a handsome middle-aged gentleman with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, got up and said.

Well, what about "2-049"? Klein looked around curiously and found no sign of the existence of the sealed object. Of course, he would not be able to see the place blocked by the table without "spirit vision" turned on.

"Okay." Dunn turned his head to Leonard Mitchell and said, "You are in charge of driving, and it's best not to let Cesar be involved in this kind of thing."

He said that Cesar was a civilian in the Tingen Market Night Squad who was responsible for the application and purchase of supplies.

The other party also worked part-time as a coachman, the one who drove when Klein went to Welch's residence to see "Psychic" Daly.

"No problem." Leonard put away his frivolity and nodded solemnly.

At this time, Klein saw Al Hasson bent over and lifted a black iron box from the place covered by the table.

Bright stars and a crimson full moon were engraved on the box, and there was an invisible sense of sealing around it.

Is there a seal inside? I don't know what "2-049" looks like... Klein looked at the box curiously.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

There was a sudden violent knocking sound from the iron-black box, so that its surface bulged again and again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There seemed to be something terrifying inside the box that had awakened, and the door was violently smashed, hitting everyone's heart in the guard room.

Live? As soon as Klein turned his head, he saw that Captain Dunn's "flexion and extension" was sluggish, and his joints were so hard that it seemed like they were filled with glue.

Borgia, the Nighthawk from Backlund, pushed Dunn's shoulders to make his movements return to normal.

The state after being affected by "2-049" is like doing a robot dance... If all of them are affected, wouldn't it be an awkward dance? It's okay, it's okay, "2-049" seems to only be able to do it at a time. Affecting a person... Klein relieved the tension in his heart by complaining, and didn't dare to slack off in bending and stretching his arms.

Following Dunn's example, he left his cane behind, followed behind the five night watchmen, walked through the corridor, climbed the stairs, and came to the second floor of the Blackthorn Security Company.

Because Leonard stepped up and notified in advance, Roshan and others temporarily hid on the third floor—for their civilian staff, similar things are not common, but they are definitely not unfamiliar, while another The night watchman Kernley temporarily replaced Dunn to guard the Chanis Gate.

It was not until he got into the carriage that Klein breathed a sigh of relief, looked out the window doubtfully and said:

"Won't '2-049' affect ordinary people on the street?"

Just on the way from the underground to the vicinity of the carriage, the Sealed Artifact "2-049" caused six delays, of which I got two, and I was awakened by Captain Dunn and Leonard Mitchell respectively. This frequency It can be said to be quite amazing!

"Don't worry, '2-049' will give priority to the humanoid creatures within five meters around it. The closer you are, the easier it will be selected by it, and as long as we keep at least three people around it, people passing by outside the carriage will not be able to. It will be affected." The good-looking black-haired lady Luo Luota explained in a lazy tone.

Strange Sealed Artifact... Klein, who was bending his arms, once again expressed a similar emotion.

On the way to Riel Bieber's house, Dunn and the others didn't speak, and kept paying close attention to each other's status. Only Lorota looked indifferent, sometimes admiring the unclean roads in Tingen City, and sometimes praising them. A few words about Backlund's sewer system.

It didn't take long for the familiar building to appear in Klein's eyes, and the group of six "monitored" each other and came to the third floor step by step.

The door of Riel Bieber's house has been affixed with the sign of the Tingen City Police Department, indicating that unrelated people are not allowed to enter.

Dunn took out the key while stretching his arms, opened the new lock, and then turned his body to let Al Hasson, who was carrying the iron black box, enter the room first.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sealed object in the iron-black box began to smash violently again, more violent than before. This made Al Hasson's arms sway uncontrollably from side to side, causing Klein to even suspect that the box would be directly pierced.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Klein keenly saw that Captain Dunn's arm bending became difficult. He was about to push the opponent to wake up, but his head buzzed, and the scene in his eyes instantly turned into slow motion.

Didn't he say that once... only affects one... person... Klein's thoughts were sluggish.

At this time, Luo Luota and Borgia, who were already prepared, pushed each other.

His ability to think recovered and his sight returned to normal. Klein looked around in fear, and almost blurted out a question:

Didn't it say "2-049" can only affect one person at a time?

Luckily I didn't stop bending and extending my arms!

"The sealed artifact '2-049' has entered a violent state, and the number of people affected each time has risen to two. It can be confirmed that Riel Bieber is a descendant of the Antigonus family." Al Hasson used a mechanized way described.

Luo Luota chuckled lightly, looked at Klein and said:

"As long as you meet the descendants of the Antigonus family, even if there is only aura left, '2-049' will become very excited, and his abilities will also be significantly improved. I think you should be able to understand its mood."

I don't understand... Klein asked curiously:

"So, it's a creature?"

Lolota smiled and did not answer directly:

"You'll find out later, as long as Riel Bieber hasn't escaped from Tingen, '2-049' will lead us to find him."

Klein had no choice but to put aside other questions, and followed several night watchmen around the room.

With a loud bang, they locked the door, walked down the stairs, and returned to the carriage.

Al Hassen glanced out the window and confirmed that there were no pedestrians within five meters. Then, he placed the iron black box on the floor, twisted the mechanical switch, and released the spiritual shackles.

The ferocious percussion suddenly stopped, and the entire carriage was silent, not even the sound of everyone's snoring.

Klein held his breath and saw the iron-black box slowly opening, making a creaky, sour sound.

bang!

The box tipped over, and a thin, tan arm stretched out, only the length of a child's finger.

The two arms took turns to press forward, and a tan normal person slap-sized things appeared one after another in front of Klein and the others.

It had prominent elbows, knuckles and knees, it was covered in tan greasy strips, and its face was covered in red-yellow clown paint.

It's a weird looking puppet!

"2-049" raised his head and looked at Klein with pure black pupilless eyes.

It slowly opened the corners of its stiff mouth, revealing a clown-like smile.