No, I didn't go anywhere... Please, long legs, come here by myself?Klein showed a grinning expression that did not match German Sparrow's settings and almost took a breath.
The only reason to stop him from doing this is that there will be a lot of movement and will make trouble discover his hiding place!
He was no longer a young man at night and made a quick decision, held his breath, stood up slowly, and moved to the iron fence gate without making any sound, looking hidden and calmly at the place where the footsteps came.
He believes that since hiding and avoiding is not necessarily effective, it is necessary to confirm the danger-related situation in order to make the most appropriate choice!
The darkness of the sun shrank in his eyes. Klein waited for dozens of seconds, and heard the footsteps getting heavier and clearer, accompanied by the clanging movement of the iron door being pushed open and hitting the wall.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a tall figure appearing on the right side of the corridor.
The figure is nearly 2.5 meters tall, wearing a black armor covering the whole body. It feels cold as if it is a substance, and it seems to be a giant knight.
His breath was restrained, silent as deep as the sea, his eyes were flashing with two dark red lights, and he was holding a long and wide black straight sword in his hand.
Bang!
He pushed open the iron door of a cell, stepped in, and walked around, as if searching for something.
Hiss...Is this looking for a prisoner?
This will definitely find me... Klein hesitated for a while, thinking whether he should leave the cell before the other party approached, find another way out, or launch a sudden attack, and simply solve the target, and then continue to retreat here, waiting for the dream to end.
After judging how much time you have for your own thoughts, Klein quickly untied the citrine pendant inside the cuff of his left wrist and started divination with a sound that almost only he could hear:
The knight just now was very powerful.
After reading it seven times at a rapid speed, Klein opened his eyes and saw the citrine pendant spinning clockwise, with a large amplitude and a very fast speed.
This means that the goal is a very dangerous existence!
No longer hesitating, nor time to hesitate, Klein controlled his muscles with the extraordinary ability of the clown, and opened the iron fence gate without any extra noise.
Then, he took advantage of the opportunity of the Black Armored Knight entering another cell and came to the corridor with his hands and feet, huddled his body and moved forward quickly to the left.
In the rich darkness, while listening to the movements behind him, he kept his secret and swift action. He quickly turned around and arrived in front of a suspected iron door of the iron door.
Trying to push and pull, Klein found that the iron door was not heavy, but he didn't know who locked it.
After thinking for two seconds, he took out the key he picked up in the cell, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it without much hope.
A slight click sound came out, and the anti-lock of the iron door was lifted.
That's OK?
Although it is a dream, I can't pick up a key casually, which is an important prop... I originally planned to draw paper into a soldier, insert it into the crack of the door, cut continuously, and cut one by one... Klein slowly pushed open the iron door in confusion and half-heartedness.
To his disappointment, there was not an exit behind the iron gate, but a hall filled with many miscellaneous items.
After closing the door casually and locking it again, Klein bypassed the messy items and searched for possible doors or roads.
A few seconds later, he noticed an inconspicuous black wooden door in the corner, so he walked over carefully and approached the handle.
The scene inside naturally emerged in his mind. It was a storage room with a full-length mirror on the right and a figure in a short linen robe shrouded on the right.
Anyone?The escaped prisoner?Klein, who was forced to leave his comfort zone, decided to take the initiative with limited ability, so he twisted the handle slowly and pushed open the black wooden door.
He wants to roughly understand what is going on and decide whether to escape or fight in a critical moment.
who?The figure in a short linen robe asked in a hurry but soft voice, his tone filled with despair and pain.
An adventurer.Klein replied simply.
He had already seen the figure clearly with his night vision ability:
This is a weathered man with deep wrinkles on his forehead, corners of his eyes and mouth, but his hair is black and shiny without a single silver thread.
His short linen robe was simple and simple, his expression was distorted by pain, and his rare pure black eyes were inconcealed astonishment and doubt:
adventurer?
How did you get here?
Klein kept a certain distance from the man who was young or old, standing at the door and looking at each other:
It is necessary to introduce yourself before asking others.
As a faceless man, just by looking at him in a short time just now, he had already grasped the other party's characteristics. In addition to the contradiction between hair color and wrinkles, there was also a hideous old scar on his cheek.
The man was stunned and glanced at the hall with concern:
You'd better close the door, we can't be caught by that demon, otherwise...
The muscles on his face twitched twice, as if they had recalled something bad.
demon?Klein whispered, stretched out his hand back and closed the black wooden door.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly:
Sorry, I was really not polite just now.
My name is Leo Mast, a monk from a religious organization.
A religious organization?It seems that he is not a believer of one of the Seven Gods.Klein discovered the problem from the other party's words.
If you are a monk who believes in one of the Seven Gods, you can clearly speak it straightforwardly. Even the priests of the Sun Church and the bishop of the Storm Church will not fight as soon as you meet in such a dangerous place.
Leomaster laughed at himself:
Yes, what I worship is the first Creator, who is an omniscient and omnipotent being, the root of all greatness, He is the beginning and the end, He is the God of the Gods!
This...when hearing the other party worshipped the creator, Klein's first reaction was the Twilight Hermits Association.
However, there are indeed some small sects in the North and South Continents that do primitive worship, and there are not many people who believe in the Creator at the beginning... Klein asked carefully:
What is the name of your religious organization?
How did you get here?
Leomaster hesitated and said:
At the easternmost point of the Sunya Sea is where my Lord sleeps, and His holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrimage team here to try to witness miracles and save myself.
Perhaps it was a inevitable test, we were caught by the demon and died one by one...
Later, I seized the opportunity, escaped from the cell, hid here, and waited until the demon left.
Klein thought for a while and said:
Do you know what that demon is called?What are his characteristics?
he?Leomaster shook his head and said in a little confused. I don't know his specific name, but many pilgrims seem to know him and call him the 'Holy One of the Black'.
The saint of black?
A demigod?
Is this Leomaster's dream, or the demigod's dream?
Judging from my divination results, it should be the latter, otherwise there would be no danger... Klein was about to ask which organization Leomaster belongs to and figure out the general extraordinary ability of the Black Saint, suddenly swept the full-body mirror opposite the monk from the corner of his eyes.
In mysticism, mirrors are the channel connecting the hidden and unknown worlds, which can easily lead to terrible accidents. Therefore, Klein, who is in a dangerous dream, walked over carefully, intending to use the ability of the Priest of Light to directly destroy the item.
No, don't!Leomaster seemed to notice Clean's plan and shouted in horror. If it weren't for it, I would, I would die immediately!
Ah?Klein looked at the glass again in confusion.
Although the environment here is extremely dark, two figures are clearly reflected in the mirror, one is Leo Mast with a lot of wrinkles and black hair, and the other is German Sparo with a thin face, black hair and brown eyes, and a baseball cap.
At this moment, just when Klein was not moving, German Sparrow in the mirror slowly turned his head and showed a gloomy smile at him!
Suddenly, ripples spread out on the mirror, and one hand stretched out.
Klein just blinked his eyes, and the Gelman Sparrow, who was exactly like him, crawled out of the mirror, his face stained with a clear gloom in the darkness!
It's very scary... Unfortunately, I don't look like German Sparo, so you didn't scare me... If Zhou Mingrui appeared and came out of the mirror, I might be scared to wake up directly... Klein looked at the other person calmly, raised his left hand, and a layer of sunlight had flowed from it.
German Sparrow, the opposite side, smiled and raised his left hand, allowing the gloves to show the noble but evil darkness.
This corresponds to the ability of corrupt Barons!
My replica?Klein thought for a while, then raised his right hand expressionlessly again.
In his palm was holding a milky white short scepter that came out from somewhere, and a circle of blue gems were embedded in the head.
The Scepter of the Sea God!
Although the behavior in the dream must be logical to achieve the desired effect, Crane suspects that this illusory world cannot affect the gray fog to affect the mysterious space, so he just tried to simplify the ritual process and told himself that the Scepter of the Sea God was preserved in a unique area similar to the spiritual world, and that he could take it out when he wanted it.
The result of the attempt made Klein happy. The dream world really couldn't tell the difference between the unique area of the spiritual world and the gray fog. On the premise that the Sea God's Scepter did belong to him, this demigod-level seal was taken out!
It really works...or else you have to fight the opponent with a fierce battle... Klein breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
He also believed that the mirror could not copy the part related to the fog.
The gloomy German Sparrow looked at the opposite side in a daze, and instinctively raised his hand, but the right palm was empty.
Then, he saw countless silver lightning shot out, wrapping himself up layer by layer, allowing him to consume one by one. The Paper Man's Stand-in could not jump out of this area.
Way, a huge thunder ball illuminated the room that could not be avoided because of its narrowness, and then disappeared with German Sparrow in the mirror.
For some reason, Klein felt that he was a lot quieter at this moment, as if he had entered the sage time.
He turned his head and looked back at Leo Mast:
What is the name of the religious organization you joined?
Leo Mast replied tremblingly:
Aurora Club...
Aurora Club?Klein was stunned and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
At this moment, there was a loud bang outside, and the locked iron door seemed to be kicked open.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
The footsteps that were heavy as drums came straight to the corner, as if they had discovered the hiding place of Klein and Leo Master.
Klein suspected that the lightning storm was just now causing the Black Saint to notice it!
There is no way to hide... Klein held the scepter of the Sea God and kicked the black wooden door of the storage room away with one kick, kicking it at the Black Saint!
As the wooden door rolled, he saw clearly what the target looked like:
The knight in black full-body armor had pushed up his face at some point, revealing a face with deep wrinkles, a little black and shiny hair, and an old scar on his cheeks.
He looks exactly the same as Leomaster, and even the subtle features are exactly the same!
The only difference is that his eyes are blazing with a crimson red light.
The only reason to stop him from doing this is that there will be a lot of movement and will make trouble discover his hiding place!
He was no longer a young man at night and made a quick decision, held his breath, stood up slowly, and moved to the iron fence gate without making any sound, looking hidden and calmly at the place where the footsteps came.
He believes that since hiding and avoiding is not necessarily effective, it is necessary to confirm the danger-related situation in order to make the most appropriate choice!
The darkness of the sun shrank in his eyes. Klein waited for dozens of seconds, and heard the footsteps getting heavier and clearer, accompanied by the clanging movement of the iron door being pushed open and hitting the wall.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a tall figure appearing on the right side of the corridor.
The figure is nearly 2.5 meters tall, wearing a black armor covering the whole body. It feels cold as if it is a substance, and it seems to be a giant knight.
His breath was restrained, silent as deep as the sea, his eyes were flashing with two dark red lights, and he was holding a long and wide black straight sword in his hand.
Bang!
He pushed open the iron door of a cell, stepped in, and walked around, as if searching for something.
Hiss...Is this looking for a prisoner?
This will definitely find me... Klein hesitated for a while, thinking whether he should leave the cell before the other party approached, find another way out, or launch a sudden attack, and simply solve the target, and then continue to retreat here, waiting for the dream to end.
After judging how much time you have for your own thoughts, Klein quickly untied the citrine pendant inside the cuff of his left wrist and started divination with a sound that almost only he could hear:
The knight just now was very powerful.
After reading it seven times at a rapid speed, Klein opened his eyes and saw the citrine pendant spinning clockwise, with a large amplitude and a very fast speed.
This means that the goal is a very dangerous existence!
No longer hesitating, nor time to hesitate, Klein controlled his muscles with the extraordinary ability of the clown, and opened the iron fence gate without any extra noise.
Then, he took advantage of the opportunity of the Black Armored Knight entering another cell and came to the corridor with his hands and feet, huddled his body and moved forward quickly to the left.
In the rich darkness, while listening to the movements behind him, he kept his secret and swift action. He quickly turned around and arrived in front of a suspected iron door of the iron door.
Trying to push and pull, Klein found that the iron door was not heavy, but he didn't know who locked it.
After thinking for two seconds, he took out the key he picked up in the cell, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it without much hope.
A slight click sound came out, and the anti-lock of the iron door was lifted.
That's OK?
Although it is a dream, I can't pick up a key casually, which is an important prop... I originally planned to draw paper into a soldier, insert it into the crack of the door, cut continuously, and cut one by one... Klein slowly pushed open the iron door in confusion and half-heartedness.
To his disappointment, there was not an exit behind the iron gate, but a hall filled with many miscellaneous items.
After closing the door casually and locking it again, Klein bypassed the messy items and searched for possible doors or roads.
A few seconds later, he noticed an inconspicuous black wooden door in the corner, so he walked over carefully and approached the handle.
The scene inside naturally emerged in his mind. It was a storage room with a full-length mirror on the right and a figure in a short linen robe shrouded on the right.
Anyone?The escaped prisoner?Klein, who was forced to leave his comfort zone, decided to take the initiative with limited ability, so he twisted the handle slowly and pushed open the black wooden door.
He wants to roughly understand what is going on and decide whether to escape or fight in a critical moment.
who?The figure in a short linen robe asked in a hurry but soft voice, his tone filled with despair and pain.
An adventurer.Klein replied simply.
He had already seen the figure clearly with his night vision ability:
This is a weathered man with deep wrinkles on his forehead, corners of his eyes and mouth, but his hair is black and shiny without a single silver thread.
His short linen robe was simple and simple, his expression was distorted by pain, and his rare pure black eyes were inconcealed astonishment and doubt:
adventurer?
How did you get here?
Klein kept a certain distance from the man who was young or old, standing at the door and looking at each other:
It is necessary to introduce yourself before asking others.
As a faceless man, just by looking at him in a short time just now, he had already grasped the other party's characteristics. In addition to the contradiction between hair color and wrinkles, there was also a hideous old scar on his cheek.
The man was stunned and glanced at the hall with concern:
You'd better close the door, we can't be caught by that demon, otherwise...
The muscles on his face twitched twice, as if they had recalled something bad.
demon?Klein whispered, stretched out his hand back and closed the black wooden door.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly:
Sorry, I was really not polite just now.
My name is Leo Mast, a monk from a religious organization.
A religious organization?It seems that he is not a believer of one of the Seven Gods.Klein discovered the problem from the other party's words.
If you are a monk who believes in one of the Seven Gods, you can clearly speak it straightforwardly. Even the priests of the Sun Church and the bishop of the Storm Church will not fight as soon as you meet in such a dangerous place.
Leomaster laughed at himself:
Yes, what I worship is the first Creator, who is an omniscient and omnipotent being, the root of all greatness, He is the beginning and the end, He is the God of the Gods!
This...when hearing the other party worshipped the creator, Klein's first reaction was the Twilight Hermits Association.
However, there are indeed some small sects in the North and South Continents that do primitive worship, and there are not many people who believe in the Creator at the beginning... Klein asked carefully:
What is the name of your religious organization?
How did you get here?
Leomaster hesitated and said:
At the easternmost point of the Sunya Sea is where my Lord sleeps, and His holy mountain is hidden somewhere here. I led a pilgrimage team here to try to witness miracles and save myself.
Perhaps it was a inevitable test, we were caught by the demon and died one by one...
Later, I seized the opportunity, escaped from the cell, hid here, and waited until the demon left.
Klein thought for a while and said:
Do you know what that demon is called?What are his characteristics?
he?Leomaster shook his head and said in a little confused. I don't know his specific name, but many pilgrims seem to know him and call him the 'Holy One of the Black'.
The saint of black?
A demigod?
Is this Leomaster's dream, or the demigod's dream?
Judging from my divination results, it should be the latter, otherwise there would be no danger... Klein was about to ask which organization Leomaster belongs to and figure out the general extraordinary ability of the Black Saint, suddenly swept the full-body mirror opposite the monk from the corner of his eyes.
In mysticism, mirrors are the channel connecting the hidden and unknown worlds, which can easily lead to terrible accidents. Therefore, Klein, who is in a dangerous dream, walked over carefully, intending to use the ability of the Priest of Light to directly destroy the item.
No, don't!Leomaster seemed to notice Clean's plan and shouted in horror. If it weren't for it, I would, I would die immediately!
Ah?Klein looked at the glass again in confusion.
Although the environment here is extremely dark, two figures are clearly reflected in the mirror, one is Leo Mast with a lot of wrinkles and black hair, and the other is German Sparo with a thin face, black hair and brown eyes, and a baseball cap.
At this moment, just when Klein was not moving, German Sparrow in the mirror slowly turned his head and showed a gloomy smile at him!
Suddenly, ripples spread out on the mirror, and one hand stretched out.
Klein just blinked his eyes, and the Gelman Sparrow, who was exactly like him, crawled out of the mirror, his face stained with a clear gloom in the darkness!
It's very scary... Unfortunately, I don't look like German Sparo, so you didn't scare me... If Zhou Mingrui appeared and came out of the mirror, I might be scared to wake up directly... Klein looked at the other person calmly, raised his left hand, and a layer of sunlight had flowed from it.
German Sparrow, the opposite side, smiled and raised his left hand, allowing the gloves to show the noble but evil darkness.
This corresponds to the ability of corrupt Barons!
My replica?Klein thought for a while, then raised his right hand expressionlessly again.
In his palm was holding a milky white short scepter that came out from somewhere, and a circle of blue gems were embedded in the head.
The Scepter of the Sea God!
Although the behavior in the dream must be logical to achieve the desired effect, Crane suspects that this illusory world cannot affect the gray fog to affect the mysterious space, so he just tried to simplify the ritual process and told himself that the Scepter of the Sea God was preserved in a unique area similar to the spiritual world, and that he could take it out when he wanted it.
The result of the attempt made Klein happy. The dream world really couldn't tell the difference between the unique area of the spiritual world and the gray fog. On the premise that the Sea God's Scepter did belong to him, this demigod-level seal was taken out!
It really works...or else you have to fight the opponent with a fierce battle... Klein breathed a sigh of relief in secret.
He also believed that the mirror could not copy the part related to the fog.
The gloomy German Sparrow looked at the opposite side in a daze, and instinctively raised his hand, but the right palm was empty.
Then, he saw countless silver lightning shot out, wrapping himself up layer by layer, allowing him to consume one by one. The Paper Man's Stand-in could not jump out of this area.
Way, a huge thunder ball illuminated the room that could not be avoided because of its narrowness, and then disappeared with German Sparrow in the mirror.
For some reason, Klein felt that he was a lot quieter at this moment, as if he had entered the sage time.
He turned his head and looked back at Leo Mast:
What is the name of the religious organization you joined?
Leo Mast replied tremblingly:
Aurora Club...
Aurora Club?Klein was stunned and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
At this moment, there was a loud bang outside, and the locked iron door seemed to be kicked open.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
The footsteps that were heavy as drums came straight to the corner, as if they had discovered the hiding place of Klein and Leo Master.
Klein suspected that the lightning storm was just now causing the Black Saint to notice it!
There is no way to hide... Klein held the scepter of the Sea God and kicked the black wooden door of the storage room away with one kick, kicking it at the Black Saint!
As the wooden door rolled, he saw clearly what the target looked like:
The knight in black full-body armor had pushed up his face at some point, revealing a face with deep wrinkles, a little black and shiny hair, and an old scar on his cheeks.
He looks exactly the same as Leomaster, and even the subtle features are exactly the same!
The only difference is that his eyes are blazing with a crimson red light.
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