Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 67: Peeping

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northern district, Church of Saint Samuel.

As soon as Klein entered the Great Prayer Hall, with the light shining on the wall behind the altar, he naturally looked around and gathered all the believers praying inside.

With just one glance, Klein quickly locked the target, and walked along the aisle to the front without any abnormalities.

In the first row, an old man with a black priest robe but a cold, pale, and yellow hair is sitting. He is closing his eyes and praying intently. It is one of the internal watchmen that Klein sensed before.

He usually takes turns on Friday ... Klein is not really close. He left the two rows of seats, found a place to sit down, and handed his hat and cane to the personal servant Richardson.

Then, while sitting down, he quickly pinched the index finger joint twice with his left thumb, quietly turning on the "spiritual body string" vision.

In Huo Ran, Klein saw a thin black line in front of them. They were densely drilled from different spiritual body, and a cluster of trees spread towards infinity.

Just sitting firmly, Klein moved his gaze and turned his attention to the internal watchmen.

At this point, he almost made a sound, but depending on Clown's self-control ability and his own anticipation of abnormal conditions, he still easily maintained a calm state.

In his vision, the old man with yellow hair also has "spiritual body string" sticking out, but the inside of the body is dark, engulfing the origin of the unreal thin lines, which is completely different from the normal Extraordinary!

Sure enough, they have been eroded by the power of the seal core, and there have been changes at the soul level ... so it seems that the problem is closer to the second guess I made last time. A part of the core, once there are signs of loss of control, will immediately arouse the instinctive response of that item, forcibly calm down ... No wonder the internal watchmen must be voluntary, and have entered the old age, they should have a full understanding of what will happen ... Klein Inexplicable sigh, ready to close the perception of "spiritual body string" and take back his sight.

At this moment, he saw a pair of eyes, the eyes of which were like black ink without eyes with any hint of emotion.

Next to this eye, fine and deep wrinkles extend a little bit, as if twisting a mysterious symbol of strangeness.

This is the eye of that internal watchmen!

He did not know when he had straightened his body, turned his head, and looked indifferently at Dawn Dantes!

The Klein's scalp instantly numb, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and directed nodded to the other party, as if this was just normal eye contact.

The internal watchmen slowly moved his head and responded.

Then, Klein only felt the surrounding environment pull away, first it became blurred, and immediately settled clear.

At this moment, he knew that he had entered the dream passively.

So, while maintaining the image of Dawn Dantes, he instinctively looked around and found that he was still in Church of Saint Samuel, but all the seats were damaged or dumped, and they were everywhere. Look.

The altar in front is covered with fissures, crawling with weeds and dust deposits, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

The watchmen with yellow hair inside stood beside the collapsed dedication box, staring coldly at Dawn Dantes in a black formal dress.

Seeing Klein looking back, he opened his mouth a little bit, revealing sharp, pale, uneven teeth.

And these teeth are inlaid with vague, vague, small figures, they have complete facial features and limbs, different expressions but with similar pain, it seems to be imprisoned here, difficult to release.

"He ..." The watchmen inside made a beast growl in the throat, and the back bent forward.

His ribs, his waist, and the clothing swelled up, brushing out four skinless arms covered with blood vessels.

Next, they grew fine black hair, and a sharp nail popped from the top of their fingers.

In just two or three seconds, the relatively normal internal watchmen has just turned into a monster with eight "legs" lying on the ground, which is like a spider that silently weaves its web in night waiting for prey, and it seems to be deformed. The black wolf brings strong fear to people.

At the same time, in the cracked and ruined altar, two huge palms covered with black hair stretched out without warning, pressing on the edge, and the black energy condensed and smooth tentacles spread in all directions. Filled the entire prayer hall.

The trembling breath, the extreme sense of fear, and the illusory and gigantic vague figure are penetrating through the invisible barrier.

Out of control? Is that internal watchmen out of control? Klein stood there, subconsciously wanting to respond, forcibly breaking out of dreams with his own special, but in an instant, he thought of what had happened before, his face changed, made a fearful expression, and ran to the door tremblingly , A look struggling in a nightmare.

That is, after a breath, the tide-like darkness froze silently from the outside, completely submerging the dream and calming everything down.

Klein opened his eyes violently and found that he did not know when he had fallen asleep, and the yellow-haired internal watchmen had already turned his head and continued to close his eyes and pray.

pupils turned slightly, Dawn Dantes looked around in a panic, implicitly, and seemed to be immersed in the dream just now, without completely getting rid of the emotion of fear.

After a few tens of seconds, he took two deep breaths, looked back at sacred emblem, and painted a scarlet moon on his chest.

Until this time, Klein had no time to recall the experience just now and speculate what happened:

Because of my peeping at his "spiritual body string", he showed signs of being out of control and gave an excessive response, forcing me into a dream and trying to deal with it accordingly?

After that, it should be that the seal core after Chanis Gate sensed an abnormality and rectified the problem ...

The key now is whether this internal watchmen still remembers the source of his own almost change ... If he is used to it, in his current state, it should be vague about how the problem happened ... Of course, it may not be mine The problem, maybe he was close to being out of control ... Klein looked at the old man with yellow hair in front of him again and observed what he would do next to judge how he should respond.

If not, use Hunger's Squirming directly to drive "travel" to escape ... Klein makes a quick decision and waits patiently for possible changes.

After a few minutes, he saw Bishop Electra coming in from the side door and walking towards himself.

With a tight heart, Klein opened his left five fingers and was ready to enable Hunger's Squirming.

At this moment, he suddenly flashed spiritual light and gave up the action.

If the internal watchmen has used the dream to tell the bishops that I have a problem, then I will be greeted by many church Extraordinary. After all, pulling into the dream can avoid accidentally hurting other believers, so they do n’t have to Come to a bishop who is familiar with me ... This should be more sympathy and comfort ... Klein withdraws his sight and continues to pose in prayer.

In less than a minute, he finally felt that someone was approaching, and he looked up to the side and saw Bishop Electra gently speaking:

"Don't you look too good?"

"I just didn't know how to fall asleep, I had a nightmare, and I still have some fear." Klein laughed at himself.

Bishop Electra sat next to him and said calmly:

"Dreams are sometimes an expression of inner fear.

"As long as you pray to Goddess devoutly and then take holy water, you can recover.

"Of course, the most important thing is not to suppress yourself too much. You must know how to confess to Goddess. Sometimes, a hidden cry will relieve you a lot of stress."

Klein secretly observed each other ’s attitude and read the tone, quietly relaxed said:

"I understand."

He turned his eyes to the front again, buried his head, held his hands, and began to pray quietly.

During this process, he saw the inside watchmen standing up on his own and walked to the side door, where he was waiting for a bishop.

Huh ... Klein sighed silently, and really blended into the quiet surroundings.

Suddenly, there was a voice in his heart, a voice that belonged to him but was not controlled by him:

"Do you think you are doing something secret?

"No! Not at all! Have you forgotten that you have been in contact with sacred item of Goddess of the Night?"

PS: I did n’t save the manuscript at the meeting. I secretly used the phone code, and the number of words was a little small.