As Patrick Brann recited, the various skulls around the dark black coffin gradually dyed a layer of yin green, and they blended with their own white, giving a very terrifying feeling.

"Spiritual Dance" is becoming more and more intense, as if the sounds from the underworld are constantly echoing, and the skulls float one by one, as if they have their own vitality.

Then, they threw themselves into the heavy and dark coffin in an orderly manner, penetrated the lid without any physicality and entered it.

The coffin suddenly transformed into a deep vortex that would never be filled, expanding in place, icy, cold, and high above, making Patrick Brann tremble instinctively and lowered his head's breath.

This is the breath of an angel, a "death consul"!

At this time, the believers of the God of Death who were dancing the "spirit dance" twitched and fell to the ground, their consciousness became confused, and they felt like they were traveling in the underworld.

However, the "fool" Klein, who expanded his horizon with the help of the secret puppet prayer light spots, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because the leader of the artificial death sect of the spiritual clan, the angel sleeping in the tomb, the high priest Haitel used the temptation method that the high priest did not use the "death" path to enslave and control the lower ones by the superiors, and directly obtain the information they wanted from Patrick Brann.

To some extent, this is a kind of "question" at the spiritual level, and Klein is already quite skilled in dealing with it.

He immediately let the "Red Priest" card fly into his hand and enter his body.

Suddenly, Klein was covered in blood, dark red robe with rust and smoke, and a dark golden mask with stripes on his face, and a crown with a variety of gems inlaid with red, blue and green on his head.

Then, he mobilized all the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog he could mobilize, turning them into invisible torrents, surrounded by paper men prepared in advance, and rushed to the "undead" Patrick Brann through prayer light spots.

At this moment, Patrick, who was surrendering because of the teacher's trembling breath, shook slightly, as if he saw layers of sacred wings.

Klein hides the specific image of the Flame Angel and shows it only partially, that is, he interferes with the special effects by himself.

The sacred wings covered and disappeared immediately, giving Patrick a sense of confusion that he had an illusion.

As a demigod in Sequence 4, he quickly woke up and found that he no longer wanted to obey and no longer could not violate the teacher's orders. His consciousness seemed to be pulled out of part, lying high above the world of mind, looking down at everything calmly.

At the same time, as a crazy believer, Patrick Brann regarded the "Embrace of Angels" as the gift of "God of Death" without any hesitation, without any doubt.

At this time, in the deep whirlpool formed by the dark coffin, a voice that made the soul seem to be leaving the body directly:

“Good done.

“What have you gained from awakening God recently?”

Patrick Brann immediately described his efforts and intentions half-truely according to the words given by His Excellency the servants.

After some answers, Haitel, the Angel of Death Field on the other side of the vortex, said calmly:

"Very good, keep doing it, I will support you."

He paused for a moment, and said inadvertently:

"I'll send you an assistant first, the 'Nether Mentor' of Sequence 5, so that he can help you complete the corresponding matters and relieve your pressure."

This is what the Lord of the Petitioner said is not at ease with me? The teacher really doesn't want to see me win the favor of God and threaten His position... Patrick Brand, who has gradually changed his cognition by Crane, cannot refuse such "good intentions", and can only answer with respect:

"Yes, teacher."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pitch-black vortex suddenly unfolded and turned into a mysterious pattern that was difficult to describe the specific feeling of the bronze door.

With a creak, the door opened and a gap broke out.

Behind the gap was darkness that was so deep that there was no movement. There seemed to be one eye after another hidden deep in the darkness, staring quietly outside.

At this moment, a palm stretched out and put it on the crack of the door.

Its skin is quite pale and you can directly see the cyan blood vessels below.

As the hand grabbed and pulled, a figure jumped out from the door.

This is a tall young man wearing a robe with a black background and red pattern and pulling his hood up.

His face is soft and his skin is brown. He looks like he has the bloodline of the Southern Continent. His facial features are relatively good, but he lacks blood.

After stepping on the solid ground under his feet, the young man didn't even look at Patrick Brann, raised his head and looked into the air. His lips raised slightly, and his eyes were half-closed and he sighed:

"This is a fascinating atmosphere..."

As an extraordinary person in the "God of Death" path, Patrick Breen was undoubtedly a little angry in his heart, but in front of the teacher, he could not say anything, so he could only follow the process and end the ceremony step by step.

During this process, Klein, the "fool" above the gray fog, reacted more intensely than Patrick.

Because he saw the abnormality of the new "necromancer" through the "real vision" provided by the gray fog!

The "self-underworld" of the necromancer's strange expansion, encapsulating every part of the body. There was only one soul in that "underworld", young and handsome, red-haired, with traces of decay on his face, flag marks on his eyebrows, and a soul wearing blood-stained black armor.

Klein was not unfamiliar with this soul and recognized him directly:

The evil spirit of the "Red Angel" is Sauron Einhorn Medic!

This guy returned to Beckland and had a certain cooperative relationship with the angels of the Artificial Death Sect of the Spirit Clan... Klein instinctively took out the "Red Priest" card, accommodate the "Tyrant" card, took the "Sea God's Scepter", and prepared to give the "Red Angel" evil spirit a lightning storm, but when his thoughts turned, he restrained this impulse and gave up the corresponding idea.

This will expose Patrick Brann's problem and make the angel in the death field guess that something is wrong with the artificial death god!

This is not conducive to the "Goddess of Night"'s mastery and digestion of the "uniqueness" pathways of "Death".

With a lot of thoughts, Klein quickly left the grey fog and returned to the real world, allowing the secret servant to quietly but quickly stay away from the garment factory and "teleported" with the body.

He originally planned to create some thrilling experience for Patrick Bran after the ceremony and made some preparations in advance. At this time, he could only give up directly, so as not to be discovered by the evil spirit of the "Red Angel".

In the garment factory, the young "necromancer" possessed by Sauron Einhorn Medic pulled the hood a little lowered, turned his head slightly, and looked somewhere outside.

That was where Crane's Secret Puppet Cunas Korge had just been hiding, nearly 1 kilometer away from the garment factory.

After staring at him for a few seconds, a not-so-obvious smile appeared on the young "necromancer"'s face.

Patrick Brann was about to speak, but he said a few words to hit the teacher's messenger as the head of the artificial Death Sect Beckland, the spiritual sect, and suddenly felt aroused inspiration. His body turned strangely and he turned his attention to another building in the garment factory.

On the second floor of the building, behind the glass window of a certain room, there was a pair of emotionless black eyes staring here.

Patrick Brann's eyelids twitched and his body suddenly disappeared.

Hmm!

The cold wind blew, causing the glass window to rot silently and cracked into countless "snowflakes" without any movement.

In the corresponding room, Patrick, who was wearing a black robe and had a thin face, appeared and saw that the owner of the cold black eyes was a crudely made mud doll.

Who made the doll...Who moved it here? Patrick Brann looked around carefully and did not let any corner go.

Just as he turned his eyes to the corridor and his body was diagonally facing the glass-free window, the crude earth doll's eyes suddenly turned, and then he raised his hands and grabbed Patrick's neck.

Just as this action was halfway through, the dirt doll seemed to have lost its support and no longer had a little vitality. Many cracks appeared on the surface and instantly disintegrated into a pile of fragments.

Patrick Brann's figure disappeared first, then appeared in the corridor, staring at the collapsed earth doll like an enemy.

At that moment just now, he was really shocked. Although it was full of strange and terrifying things related to the spirit, it was still quite terrifying to a doll suddenly come alive without the influence of the external spirits.

The pieces of the dirt doll lay there quietly without any movement. Patrick Brand waited patiently for a while and finally confirmed that there was no abnormality here.

He traveled through the spiritual world again and returned to the place where the ceremony was just held.

At this time, the heavy and dark coffin had completely rotted, as if it had been buried under the soil for hundreds or thousands of years, and the believers around him who sensed the underworld slowly recovered from a semi-coma state.

Patrick Brann glanced around and a few times, but failed to find the young "necromancer" sent by the teacher. He had left here at some point.

Didn’t he come to monitor me? The demigod who was passing by the “God of Death” was confused.

Considering that the living earth doll that was abnormal just now, Patrick Brann did not delay any longer, and quickly awakened the believers, cleaned up the scene, and dealt with the traces.

When he finished all this, he suddenly heard a voice:

“Is this ready-to-wear factory yours?”

Patrick Brann's figure disappeared instantly and appeared again. He was already facing the speaker, the young "necromancer" who had gone somewhere before.

"No." Patrick frowned slightly.

How could he do these things in his own garment factory? If he is exposed, there will be no way out?

"It's not too stupid..." the young "necromancer" nodded slightly.

Patrick's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly and he said with anger:

"Where did you go just now?"

The young "necromancer" smiled and said:
Chapter completed!