Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 201: It turns out that you are here too (recommend the recommended monthly ticket on Monday)

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The black "spiritual body string" from different lives appeared in the eyes of Klein's, but he did not immediately extend his spirituality to try to manipulate.

After identifying and confirming which "spiritual body string" belongs to Mosona, he grunted a malt beer and focused on the boxing match on the ring, just like a real Audience.

The two boxers were shirtless, without any protective gear, and they fought very hard. They collided constantly, **** to the flesh, and the situation soon became fierce.

Many drunkard gamblers watched adrenaline secretly, shouted the name of the boxer he supported, and shouted:

"Kill him!"

"Fuck this raised by a **** bastard!"

second floor and Mosona have also forgotten the cigar in their hands. Intently, the ring under the looks at has been clenched into one fist.

The people around him, in addition to being responsible for guarding suspicious people around and the important areas such as the roof and downstairs, so that they have to turn their backs on bodyguards, their attention is inevitably put on the boxing match that makes blood run hot .

Klein raised his hand again and grunted his beer, seeming to be out of breath due to the tight atmosphere.

At this time, his spirituality quietly spread out and grabbed the unreal black line corresponding to Mosona.

One second, two seconds, three seconds ... The rosy-nosed Mosona just wanted to move his fist slightly, just like he was fighting on the ring, and his head suddenly became numb.

He only felt that the surrounding scene became a little strange, as if he had added several layers of thick glass.

Mosona immediately noticed that his thoughts were obviously stagnant, and found that all the parts in his head seemed to rust suddenly.

Because the target is just an ordinary person, the strength of spiritual body is far less than that of Extraordinary, and Klein took the initial control of the opponent in less than 20 seconds.

7 seconds!

Just 7 seconds!

Oops ... something went wrong ... it should be ... comparable abilities ... special ... Extraordinary ... Mosona, who often interacts with pirates, is no stranger to the mysterious world, so it would cost him Extraordinary to protect himself. If it wasn't for the wine color that destroyed the body early, the spirit was weaker, the state was always bad, and the probability of taking magical medicine would be out of control. He wanted to let himself directly get the supernatural power.

At this moment, Mosona took more than ten seconds to figure out that he had been attacked because of his lack of thoughts and inexperience. He immediately stretched his arms, opened his mouth, and tried to call for help.

However, his movements are so slow, the voice in his throat is so weak, the bodyguards around him are focusing on the looks at intense and intense boxing match, Audience ’s cries are higher and higher, and The peripheral guard's attention is in the place where it may strike. The employers in the non-heavy protection, the obvious anomalies have been ignored.

When the climax of the game temporarily subsides, some bodyguards and their men look back at the boss, only to see that Mosona's eyes are a bit dull, the position of his hands is not too normal, it seems that he is still immersed in the boxing match, and is still anxiously waiting The final result.

The mobster's eyes burst into tears, trying to loosen his five fingers, trying to make the cigar fall to the ground to attract attention.

But he was desperate to find that his thinking was getting slower and harder, a simple action seemed to take more than a minute to complete, and his fingers were still fighting his ideas!

Pap!

The burning cigar finally fell to the floor, and the tears of Mosona slipped down the neck along face.

Several bodyguards discovered this and just asked if the boss was too excited because of the game. Mosona suddenly buried himself and picked up the cigar while wiping his face.

"This game is good! Add money to the final winner!" Mosona flicked the cigar, pulled the collar, and grinned at the corner of his mouth.

He did not specifically say how much money to add, because Klein does not understand the market at all, so he can only vaguely explain.

Yes, Mosona of New Ruen Club has become his puppet!

Because this gangster is just an ordinary person, the strength of spiritual body is even weaker than the normal human race of healthy body, so he only spent two minutes and fifteen seconds!

If it takes longer, he will be distracted to use illusion spell to create chaos, so that the bodyguards can only protect the Mosona, and have no time to find his anomaly.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

......

The shouts of Audience were suddenly neat, the contest on the ring came to an end, and Mosona also signaled the bodyguards to continue watching the game.

When a boxer fell unconscious, Mosona took a cigar and said:

"Go to the room.

"I want rest."

"Yes, boss (boss)." His bodyguards and his men immediately surrounded him into the second floor corridor and helped him open the door of the rest room.

After urging the guards to guard each key position, do n’t come in to disturb yourself, Mosona walks back and forth a few steps, opens safe, finds a document about new drugs, and screens out the most important ones.

Next, he put these documents and the address slips cut from the newspaper together with all the 758 pounds of cash into a briefcase.

With a squeak, he opened the door and called a man:

"Throw this bag under the third street lamp on Corner Alley."

"Yes, boss." His men did not ask why.

This is the rule!

Close the door again, Mosona turned to find three candles and item with spirituality, and carefully depicted the badge corresponding to Fool with a white paper pen-half a symbol of "eye without pupil" and half a symbol of change Thread of Distortion Special symbol.

Then, the gangster who had become a puppet, lit candles, replaced essence and pure dew with perfume, and seriously held a ceremony to pray for gifts.

He read the esteemed name of Fool low, read the corresponding mantra with ancient Hermes language, which he would never know, and then picked up spirituality item, let it blend into the wind, and build an illusory gate together with the changing candlelight-- If item rich in spirituality is not found, Klein's is intended to use the blood of Mosona. The blood of human race itself is a thing with spirituality!

In the bathroom on the first floor, Klein seized this opportunity and went back four steps to come to above the grey mist.

He did n’t use Dark Emperor Card, he directly plucked some power of this mysterious space, connected them with paperman, and shook it into the door of sacrifice and gift.

paperman immediately turned into Angel with 12 pairs of wings, flying through the gate of illusion and mystery, cross over's dark and deep void, and arrived at Mosona.

This is interfering with the subsequent investigation of divination, predictions and other extraordinary abilities!

Next, Klein picked up Hunger's Squirming and threw it into the ceremony gate!

Hunger's Squirming came to the real world with the prayer-giving ritual, and came to Mosona, and it suddenly became restless without eating for a long time!

At this time, Klein also returned to the bathroom, again at a distance of tens of meters, and used the Mosona, which had been frozen before, to close his mouth tightly and take up the gloves on the "altar.

A gap was immediately split in the center of the glove, and there were two rows of unreal, white teeth!

The puppet senses acquired by Klein soon weakened, and he immediately released control.

A slight backlash made his head dizzy, but it didn't take long to return to normal.

Then, nothing happened. He left the bathroom, went back to the bar, and continued to drink the malt beer he had n’t finished before.

At the same time, he used "spiritual body string" to find a mouse located in second floor, and in less than two minutes, the other party became his puppet.

This mouse movement is awkward and unskilled in finding caves and roads. It took a certain amount of time to enter the rest room of Mosona from the place where the bookshelf blocked.

At this time, a thin glove made of human skin was lying quietly on the ground, and Mosona had no clothes left.

The mouse climbed onto the table, picked up the paper with the symbol corresponding to Fool, and put it in front of the burning candle.

The paper was quickly ignited and turned to ashes.

After extinguishing the three candles and bringing them back to where they were, the mouse came to Hunger's Squirming and picked up the glove.

Then it returned the same way and left the rest room in Mosona.

It lurked all the way to the balcony outside second floor and climbed silently.

On the first floor, at the bar counter.

Klein took the last bite of beer, put down the glass, and stood up slowly.

He pressed the half-height silk top hat, inserted his hands into the pockets of the black double-breasted long dress, and walked slowly past the drunkard gamblers and walked to the street.

Following the glow of the gas street lamp, he came to the corner lane at a normal speed. While pulling out paperman and shaking it, he picked up the briefcase under the third lamppost.

At this time, a gray mouse with thin human skin gloves jumped from the dark place.

Klein stooped down again expressionlessly and picked up Hunger's Squirming.

Then, the gray mouse went away on his own, crawled into a trash can, and lay there, completely losing his breath.

In the night that had already arrived, Klein, which was shining under the gas street lamp, stood there, unhurriedly opened five fingers, and put Hunger's Squirming on his left hand.

Activated his lower finger joints and adapted to his gloves. With his briefcase in place, he passed the still lively and vibrant "Oak Bar" and disappeared at the intersection of the street.

…………

Put the address strip and stamp from the briefcase with only important information left in it, and put it in the postbox on the corner. The Klein changes back to Gehrman Sparrow and takes rented carriage to another bar in the port.

That is a bar with more pirates offered by Anderson!

Entering the bar, Klein glanced at her and took the rough look into her eyes.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

This figure is of medium build, with purple lips and brown pupils. There is a terrifying maliciousness hidden in it. It is second officer of "King of the Undead" Agarito, "Killer" Gilchies of bounty9500 pounds!

Obviously, after fleeing the dangerous sea exit, The Death Knell also came to the nearest Toscat island to seek supplies!

You are here too ... Klein has a slight hook in the corner of her mouth and finds that there is no better way to hunt "Devil" than by chance!

He just had a bad thought in his heart. Gilchies was aware of it and looked sideways at the bar entrance.

Klein grabbed the beer on the side table without hesitation and threw it away.

Next, he pulled out the revolver and aimed coldly there.

Boom!

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