1936 AD.

Shanghai, China.

Pronov Ticlow was sitting in the dance hall in Shanghai, looking through a newspaper.

The front page headlines of the newspaper were extremely shocking news.

"What are you looking at? Tickle?"

At this time, a glass of wine was placed in front of Pronov, and a blond white woman sat in front of him.

"I didn't expect such news would happen during my visit to China." Pronov Ticlow placed the newspaper in front of the woman and said, "I love Miss Winrent, the United States' attitude towards the Xi'an Incident should be consistent with China, right?"

"I think this should be true. After all, Mr. Jiang is currently the supreme commander of China. If something happens to Chiang, China will fall into greater turmoil."

Pronov's fingers hit the photo with a conspicuous news report that Zhang Xueliang was detaining Chiang Kai-shek, and then said: "I'm afraid the one who wants to see this situation the most is the Japanese... After all..."

However, when he said this, he suddenly looked behind him.

"Klaus Lee?"

Standing behind the two was a middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit. Unlike these two Westerners, he was a genuine Chinese.

"Can you give me a glass of whiskey?"

"sure."

A Chinese man named Klaus Lee sat in front of the two and then looked at the report of the Xi'an incident published on the table.

"Li..." Pronov Tikro suddenly asked with interest: "Do you know... what is the final result of this incident?"

"I cannot tell you any future information without approval."

"Okay...Okay..." Pronov Tikro shrugged and said, "I'm just a little concerned. Since the Northeast fell into the hands of the Japanese five years ago, our Soviet Union has been alert to these Eastern devils."

On the stage in Shanghai, dancers danced gracefully, and the beauties wearing cheongsams in front of the stage sang the beautiful "Singing Girl in the World". In the dance floor, people danced gracefully, and foreigners accounted for a large proportion. Most of the topics of communication among the upper class are concentrated in Xi'an. Obviously, once Jiang, the supreme commander of China, makes a mistake in Xi'an, the consequences will inevitably be unimaginable.

"As a foreign traveler... I must remind you two," continued Klaus Lee: "The demons you are facing are very powerful."

"I know. That's why the Tikro Magic Society sent me here. I also know the power of the demons and the King of Hell behind them."

Klaus Lee glanced at the man and woman in front of him with an empty, expressionless gaze, and then nodded.

"Then... I'll start explaining the resolution from the Vatican. This event is jointly executed by the European Exorcist Guild and the Ticro Magic Society, and in addition, the Earl of Tallo Klein is the commander-in-chief."

night.

The turbulent land of China was also covered with a shadow at this time.

The moon is bright, but no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Not to mention that the future will welcome the surging waves of this country.

Klaus Lee returned to his temporary mansion in the French Concession.

When he returned home and just opened the door, he felt...

A disorganized twist.

There was no light inside. Even if he turned on the desk lamp, it would be useless.

He walked in the dark room without fear.

And his consciousness is far away connected to a longer future, a future that is nearly a hundred years away from the present.

Providence, the United States, has been invaded by hell and gradually swallowed up.

Klaus Lee's footsteps had already reached the center of the mansion.

Then, in front of the surging darkness, the shadow began to concentrate in a certain area. That area gradually formed a dark outline.

His eyes stared at him, and then closed his eyes.

In the darkness, he felt like he was strangled by an invisible hand. Even breathing was no longer free.

He knew... how the visitor existed.

He looked at the dark outline ahead, and then... slowly turned around.

He saw... there was another dark shadow behind him.

"You are right?"

"Selas Bionch?"

The black shadow slowly walked towards Klaus Lee.

"You shouldn't touch the taboo realm. And now you have entered this realm."

"I don't need advice from the devil."

"A few years ago, the annihilation of the Tickle Magic Society in New England was the best proof. And... this is not a 'advice', but a 'warning'."

In the 1930s, the Tickle Magic Society hunted the Star Wisdom Cult in New England, but the final outcome was to be completely destroyed. After that, the Tickle Magic Society no longer dared to step into New England, and even the number of stationed in North America was greatly reduced.

This made Klaus Lee realize that the other party was not bluffing.

"You do not belong to this era, Klaus Lee. What you are parasitic now is just a body of the past."

Yes……

I don't belong to this era...

Of course, the same is true for Cylas Bionch.

Then...Selas Bionchi's figure disappeared in the darkness.

At this moment, Klaus Lee fully realized what he called "the field of taboo".

Whether it is New England in the United States or Shanghai in China, he feels the ubiquity of the witch and... the bottomless darkness.

1936 was the prelude to the next eight dark years for China, and for the Tikro Magic Society, it was also the beginning of a devastating blow.

When he woke up, the room was suddenly broken by the ringing of the phone.

He slowly walked to the front of the phone and... picked up the receiver.

"Hello……"

"Li... escape, escape from Shanghai quickly! Quickly! Never come back..."

This is the voice of Pronov Ticlow.

This is also the last voice he... stayed in this world.

His hands holding the receiver began to tremble, and his thoughts and consciousness began to be stripped away.

Then, the other end of the phone fell into a dead silence.

Then, his own consciousness... was completely swallowed up...

When he returned to consciousness again, he had returned to the moment when he was walking side by side in the dark maze with Constantine.

This is… Providence in the 21st century.

Just now, his consciousness, through the power of the great race of Is, returned to Shanghai, China in the 1930s.

Shanghai in the last century...and Shanghai more than ten years ago...

The Tikro Magic Society all encountered devastating disasters there. Pronov Tikro, the only Soviet-level first-level exorcist in the Tikro Magic Society at that time, also fell there.

"The Swelling Daughter..." At this moment, Klaus Lee spoke this word.
Chapter completed!