Chapter 99

When he saw Leonard Mitchell, the muscles in Klein's back became stiff instantly, and his mind was so tense that it seemed that the bowstring was stretched to the limit and might break at any time.

He remembered very clearly that there was an angel of the "Stealer" path parasitic in the body of the poet classmate, Pales Zarathustra, who could perceive his own specialness and thus see through the disguise!

If the old man told Leonard about the problem with the watchman in front of him, then he would be in serious trouble. He could only hope that his classmate poet would pinch his nose and pretend not to know because he was afraid that his secret would be exposed... When I was in Tingen before , although he always said that everyone has their own secrets, don't care so much, but that is not directly aimed at the church. What happened to Ince Zangwill was very similar... At this moment, cold sweat almost broke out on Klein's forehead.

Frankly speaking, he didn't expect to run into Leonard when he was going to Chanis Gate, because the other party was already a "Red Glove", not an ordinary "Nighthawk", and he didn't need to be on duty in shifts. Ground.

However, Klein immediately thought of a key point.

That is, it is Pallez Zarathustra who can realize that he is special, not Leonard Mitchell. The attitude of the former is more important!

This old man knows that I know His existence. Once He breaks through my disguise and puts me in danger, he must be prepared to be exposed by me. At that time, he will definitely hurt each other, and no one will benefit. For an angel who has the "thief" path and does not believe in goddesses, this is completely unnecessary... If I were him, I would just pretend that nothing happened, and would not remind Leonard Mitchell at all, nor would I His safety depends on the host's thoughts... Klein, who quickly cleared his mind, regained his composure, and walked towards Leonard Mitchell wearing red gloves.

Leonard glanced nonchalantly at the inner guard with thinning and frosty hair, couldn't help raising his right hand, half covered his mouth, and yawned.

This is not sleeping at night, nothing to do, went to the guard room to find someone to play cards? It's really a standard "sleepless"... Klein roughly understood why the poet classmate of "Red Gloves" appeared here.

He recalled the reaction of those internal watchmen when they encountered the "Nighthawks" in Tingen City, silently nodded to Leonard, and tapped his chest four times clockwise with his right index finger and middle finger, as if drawing a full moon.

Leonard responded with the same movement, passed the inner guardian with loose skin and a larger nose without any notice, and walked straight forward.

Klein breathed out silently, and walked all the way to the destination while maintaining the pace and stride length just now.

The iron black double door is heavy and cold,

Inscribed with seven holy emblems, nothing seems to be able to shake it.

Klein turned his body sideways, took two steps sideways, knocked on the door of the guard room, and opened the Chanis door under the witness of the night watchman on shift.

The deep darkness inside suddenly surged, even if there were silver candles engraved with patterns burning quietly inside, this feeling could not be dispelled, but the faint blue flames actually deepened the deadly silence.

At the same time, Klein only felt that in the darkness, invisible things scraped across his skin, penetrated into his body, crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, and connected with "Wraith" Senor.

Suddenly, without opening his spirit vision, he saw thin black lines filling the entire back of the Chanis Gate. They swayed slightly, or hugged or stretched, as if a lady was stretching her hair, or some strange creature was stretching her hair. Waving tentacles.

Klein stepped forward with an indifferent expression, entered the sealed place, then turned around, and pushed the Chanis Gate to close.

At this time, the sound from the outside world seemed to be completely cut off, and the inside was as quiet as the kingdom of the dead. People could not help but think of it and feel fear. This reminded Klein of when he was a child, even if he didn't hear ghost stories, he would occasionally He would lie on his little bed, staring into the darkness with his eyes open, not daring to sleep.

No wonder the goddess has the title of "Queen of Fear"... Klein turned his gaze to the side, lifted the lantern in the corner, and lit it skillfully.

Dim yellow light poured out immediately, dyed a little blue.

Klein, who was wearing a black clergyman's robe, didn't rush into the ground and went to the second floor to find the notes of the Antigonus family. Instead, he stayed behind the door and waited patiently.

He was in case the "Nighthawks" were in urgent need of something, but they couldn't take it out due to the night, so they could only wait for the dawn.

According to his experience, the first five minutes after the internal watchman enters the Chanis Gate is one of the most disturbed time periods. As long as it can be passed smoothly, as long as there are no other accidents in the middle, the normal use of materials will be Wait until around 8 o'clock, which is the standard working time for "Nighthawks" and civilian staff.

In other words, once Klein survives the first five minutes, he will basically not be disturbed by the "Nighthawks" for the next two hours. Of course, the actual action time will not be so generous. To open the door, the servants will get up at least one to one and a half hours earlier to get busy. After 6:30, other servants may find that a companion is missing at any time!

As time passed by, Klein's heartbeat accelerated a little uncontrollably, and he felt that these five minutes were such a torment.

Finally, after counting silently, he turned his gaze to the stone steps deep in the darkness, which was the passage to the second floor.

At this moment, no one here can restrain him!

At this point, Klein feels that he has overcome 70% of the difficulties, and the remaining 30% is mainly how to leave after he succeeds.

Of course, various accidents always have a certain probability of happening. Klein was not careless, carrying a lantern, and walked towards the stone steps step by step.

For other Extraordinary, the first floor behind Chanis Gate is actually more attractive than the Sealed Artifact, where all kinds of Extraordinary materials, potion formulas and secret knowledge are stored, and even arrested heretics, wild Extraordinary and infiltrators, whether they want to get rich and advance, or save their companions, all they need to do here is enough.

But Klein had to go deep and go to the place where those dangerous items were sealed.

When passing by several locked stone rooms, he clearly sensed that there were people inside, but they didn't make noise, roar, beg for mercy, or call for help. They were all lying or sitting quietly, and their breath had become cold.

The lantern swayed, illuminating the descending steps. Klein withdrew his attention and walked steadily deeper into the ground.

He didn't run, afraid of causing an overreaction from the core of the seal.

The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and the faint blue light on the elegant candlesticks on both sides is getting weaker and weaker, giving people the illusion that they are about to go out, and when the time comes, the pure darkness may bring about unimaginable terrifying changes. Enduring this instinctive fear, Klein finally walked up the steps and reached the second floor underground.

Using the night vision ability of "Wraith", Klein found that there are strange walls made of steel, masonry, mud, and silver, separating one area after another. Some places are open, and some rooms are closed. , each has a sealed item.

Holding the lantern and turning left, Klein's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw the raging flames, and saw the bright red black coal and charcoal.

That area was in a semi-open state, and there was a bathtub-shaped thing made of steel inside. The bottom was hollowed out and filled with anthracite, charcoal, and various combustibles.

They kept burning, causing the steel bathtub to make a rumbling sound, causing the water vapor to permeate out, pool on the ceiling, condense into liquid droplets, and fall like rain.

An item that needs to be submerged in hot water to be sealed... and the inner watchman must periodically add charcoal coals to prevent the flame from going out... Well, if there is a sealed item that can continuously emit high temperature, it can be combined to make the seal It became easier... Klein glanced at the steel bathtub, and with the idea of ​​not accidentally disrupting his plan, he moved closer and used tools to add some of the coal piled outside to the fire.

When he raised his head, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw silver metal products under the hot water in the steel bathtub.

When they are combined, they seem to be a heavy full-body armor, and some places have dark red blood stains and splashed red spots that cannot be cleaned.

"1-42"... The blood of the ancient god... It has been stored in the Backlund Diocese for a long time now... Klein saw this sealed item, and the corresponding information immediately emerged in his heart.

Just when he was about to look away, he saw the simple silver helmet.

The visor of the helmet has been pulled down, making the inside look dark. At this moment, Klein only felt that there was a gaze coming out from there, looking at him.

He shivered suddenly, and quickly took two steps back, his heart beating fast and chaotically.

Not daring to look any further, Klein calmed down, cast his gaze forward, and took a steady step, leaving the area.

After passing through several closed places, he felt a sudden inspiration, and felt that something was calling to him somewhere on the right hand side, and made a thumping sound like a heart expanding and contracting!

Sure enough, the Antigonus family notebook has been waiting for me to come... Klein calmly confirmed the previous judgment, followed the call of nothingness, changed direction, and approached all the way.

In just two or three minutes, he saw a room with a half-open stone door, and the inside was dark and dark without any light.

With the illumination of the lantern, an empty bookshelf made of white bones came into Klein's eyes. On it was an ancient notebook with a hard and dark cover.

That Antigonus family notebook!

"Honakis...Freguera...Honages...Freguera..." The illusory voice entered Klein's ears, making him sure that he had found his target!

Things went well, but Klein didn't dare to be careless or reckless. He entered the room cautiously and slowly approached, fearing that the measure of sealing the Antigonus family's notes would harm him.

So, when the distance got closer, a hand suddenly stretched out between his chest and abdomen, a hand with a dark red sleeve!

This is "Wraith" Senor's hand.

One of the rules of the "Secret Puppet Master", use the "Secret Puppet" as much as possible when you can use the "Secret Puppet", if anything goes wrong, the "Secret Puppet" will be responsible!

At this moment, there was a "pop" sound at the door of the room, as if someone had walked over!

Klein's pupils dilated, and he pounced on the skeleton bookshelf without even thinking about it, so that the hand of the "secret puppet" between his chest and abdomen could grab the Antigonus family notes as soon as possible. At the same time, he stuck his right palm into his pocket , is about to open the iron cigarette case, put on the "squirming hunger", and teleport away before the seal core gives a response!

During this process, the scene at the door naturally appeared in his mind:

A figure wearing a hood and a classical robe stood there, with a beautiful but expressionless face, deep black eyes but devoid of spirituality!

The church executive who directly erased Mr. A and stopped the Great Smog Incident in Backlund? How could she be hiding underground? It's not logical! As soon as panic surged in Klein's heart, he instinctively lowered his head to look at his body.

His body was quickly erased like a pencil drawing that had been patronized by an eraser, and it had completely disappeared before it touched the Antigonus family notes.

PS: Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket on Monday, and by the way, thank Mr. Y for letting the real creator have a birthday. .