Lord of the Mysteries

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In the bright sunshine of the afternoon, Klein, whose clothes were contaminated with dust, quickly adjusted the firing position of the revolver, opened the corresponding device, and let himself enter the state of shooting the enemy at any time, so that the brass color of the gun body metal reflected out of the rogue The kind of glory.

He held the gun with one hand and stretched forward, alerting to possible changes around him.

At the same time, he was a bit worried about Captain Dunn and the Mr. Ayre Hanson wearing a grey cardigan because they are both Nightmare, and they are better at secretly influencing the enemy. The positive confrontation is not cultivation.

Just as Klein’s thoughts turned, Ayre Hanson took the initiative to slow down the pace of the front, and the expression became quiet and sad.

His mouth opened and he picked up a poem that made people feel peaceful and made people feel like they were at night:

“When once the sun sinks in the west, ”

“And dewdrops pearl the evening’s breast ”

“Almost as pale as moonbeams are ”

“Or its companionable stars ”

“The evening primrose opes anew ”

“Its delicate blossoms to the dew ”

“And, hermit-like, shunning the light”

… (Note 1)

The snoring echoed, and Klein almost lost his feeling of tension and relaxed completely.

Fortunately, he had a similar experience and was not in the direction that Ayre Hanson faced, so he quickly precipitated his spirit and confronted the influence of “poetry” with a semi-meditation state.

Huh … he secretly relaxed, no longer doubting Dunn and Ayre’s positive battle strength.

Because it did n’t take long for him to get promoted, he had a special understanding of sequence magical medicine ca n’t be called. He just forgot that Sequence Seven ’s Nightmare was advanced by Sequence Eight Midnight Poet. It can completely retain the previous ability and improve it slightly. .

Klein ’s impression of Midnight Poet all comes from Leonard Mitchell. Knowing that this profession also inherits the specialities of Sleepless, he is good at fighting, shooting, climbing and sensing. He is also good at using different styles of poetry to cause different effects on surrounding creatures. Simple In other words, it is a violent poet.

In the snoring of Ayre Hanson, there was a wave of water swaying next to the pile of large wooden boxes, and a man wearing a black tuxedo and wearing a half-high silk top hat emerged.

However, the man’s face was painted with red, yellow, white and three colors of oil paint, and the appearance of Clown with two corners of the mouth was raised, which formed a ridiculous contrast with his formal dress like a dinner.

deng deng deng! Black hair Lolta, introduced as a divine spear hand, sprinted quickly, a pistol, a fist in one hand, and a few steps closer to the tuxedo Clown.

The tuxedo Clown seemed to be influenced by Ayre Hanson’s poems, his body slightly swayed, his eyes calm and safe, and he had no desire to resist.

Pa! black hair Ms. Lolta slanted at the pace of boxing, throwing her arms and slamming into the face of Clown in the tuxedo.

boom!

The air exploded, and Clown in tuxedo suddenly shattered like a mirror, one by one, quickly evaporated and disappeared.

At this time, the silhouette of the wooden box pile a few steps away, the silhouette of the tuxedo Clown’s silhouette quickly sketched and re-presented.

The guy who was affected just now is just a phantom! Just a show!

The tuxedo Clown, as always, opened his mouth and smiled funny. He pressed the half-high top hat with one hand and lifted it with one hand, and slammed his finger.

Pong!

His finger rang the sound of firearms, and Lolta rushed to the left, tumbling continuously, and escaping.

However, nothing happened except the virtual gunshot.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Dunn and Ayre each raised the gun and stabilized the shot. The tuxedo was left and right when it was in Clown, and it was rolling back and forth. It was as if it was performing acrobatics.

Suddenly, Ms. black hair Lolta rushed back from somewhere, she is still called the divine spear hand, still swinging her arms and swinging her arms.

boom!

The tuxedo Clown didn’t have time to escape, lifted his left arm and blocked his fist.

Seeing him pause, Dunn and Ayre did not hesitate to aim at each other and pulled the trigger.

At this moment, Clown in the tuxedo pressed against Lolta’s fist and the position of the arm suddenly ignited the orange-yellow flame.

But after a moment, the flame wrapped the tuxedo Clown and spread it toward Lolta.

Pong! Pong! Dunn and Ayre’s left-wheels fired separately, hitting the flame.

The flame burned rapidly, and soon only the black ash Chen Feiyang was left, but the silhouette of the tuxedo Clown appeared again not far away, half hiding behind the stacked wooden boxes.

He lifted the right hand and made another snap.

Pong!

In the virtual gunshots, Lolta suddenly stepped and did not make a splash. She had mud spattered in front of her body and bullet holes appeared.

This shot of the tuxedo Clown is no longer an illusion!

False and false, true and false, it is hard to tell.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

The tuxedo Clown even had snap fingers, and when they were hiding, they shot with Dunn and Ayre.

Seeing such a scene, Lolta narrowed her eyes and lifted the dark gold long tube revolver held by the left hand.

Pong!

The tuxedo Clown squatted down suddenly, avoiding a fatal blow, and his half-height silk top hat flew backwards, falling into the dust, with obvious scorch bullet holes on it.

A few tumbling, he was as flexible as a hairy baboon climbing up the stack of wooden boxes, playing the commanding head and firing the air bullet.

Ayre Hanson took a few steps back, dropped the pistol, and started again:

“Wastes its fair bloom upon the night”

“Who, blindfold to its fond caresses”

“Knows not the beauty it possesses”

… (Note 1)

Clown in the tuxedo constantly jumped between the wooden boxes, suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and looked at Ayre with a fixed funny smile.

He won’t block his ears beforehand? Secret Religious Order The sequence magical medicine is quite strange… Klein looks far away, and there is some guess in my heart.

His thoughts just flashed, and suddenly saw one silhouette appear at the top of the side warehouse, and quickly ran to the innermost room hidden by Riel Pipa.

This silhouette is dressed in ash-gray docker clothing, and the face seems to be painted with red, yellow and white oil paint.

The tuxedo Clown is responsible for escaping the captain, and someone else takes the notebook? Klein’s thoughts floated, subconsciously raised his right hand, and shot a silhouette at the roof.

He just had to aim and gave the amount of advancement, and the silhouette burst into the ground and turned to turn.

Pong!

Klein pulled the trigger without receiving it, only to see the silhouette suddenly slammed, and there was a bloody bloom on his body.

The silhouette looked at it with amazement and endured the pain and continued to rush to the innermost warehouse.

Take a look at Spear Art … Klein corner of mouth twitching, once again pulled the trigger, this time, the bullet hit the wooden roof next to the silhouette.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Leonard and Borgia also fired separately, but they failed to hit the silhouette.

Klein wanted to vomit that their Spear Art was not as good as himself, but the finger that could pull the trigger suddenly stopped there.

Yes indeed! Why stop him?

I was not a divination out of the warehouse, is it dangerous? Let this guy go to the road and step on a thunder, isn’t it good?

Leonard and the Mr. Borgia should also be for this purpose…

During the flash of thought, Klein raised the barrel and hit the bird.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

In a few shots, the silhouette came to the roof of the innermost warehouse without any hindrance.

He slammed down, hit his elbow, and fell in with the broken roof.

With this voice, the eyes of the black hair Ms. Lolta suddenly became dark, and the left hand made a strange action of pulling down.

The tuxedo Clown’s tumbling and jumping action was immediately stuck, and the ankle seemed to be tightly held by an invisible hand.

Dunn didn’t shoot immediately, but dropped the revolver.

He opened his mouth and, with the throat still moving, resonated the surrounding air purely with his own spirituality, and the vain, erratic, eccentric sounds rang:

“Thus it blooms on while night is by ”

“When day looks out with open eye ”

“Bashed at the gaze it cannot shun”

“It faints and withers and is gone”

… (Note 1)

The tuxedo Clown’s struggling movement was suddenly weak, and he seemed to have lost his desire to survive.

Ayre Hanson raised his pistol, aimed at the enemy, and his finger was about to be pulled.

At this moment in a flash, an unusual mournful scream came out from the innermost warehouse:

“Ah!”

The screams contained extremely intense fears, as if something terrifying things were unimaginable.

On the occasion of Klein have one’s hair stand on end, the screaming stopped abruptly, and the innermost warehouse returned to quiet, making the scalp tingling quiet.

Pong!

Ayre was affected, and the bullet hit only the belly of Clown in the tuxedo.

Lotus, lotus. Lotus! The quietness of the innermost warehouse was once again broken, and a very light breathing sound suddenly sounded, which grew from small to small, affecting everyone’s nerves.

咚 dong dong! 咚 dong dong!

The “2-049” in the iron black box suddenly became violent and mad.

Note 1: Quoted from the English poet Claire’s “The Evening Primrose”, flying white, translated.