In the early morning, it was a little brighter and the corners of the walls and alleys were mostly quiet and dark.

With the help of Daniz's cloak, Klein merged into the shadows and walked quickly. He felt that the surroundings were gray and black, and the reality was blurred. All the sounds seemed to come from the depths of the starry sky, empty and distant.

After staying away from Xiangshu Avenue to the greatest extent, he identified the location, "growed" out of the shadow, and emerged in an unmanned alley covered with broken bricks and gravel.

Klein shook his hands and threw the "steel" Maiweiti wrapped in the peacock blue "flying carpet" out and threw it in front of him, hoping to complete the "grazing" before the other party's spirit began to dissipate!

He threw away the "flying carpet", stepped forward, stretched out his left palm, slightly opened his five fingers, and aimed at the corpse that was still warm.

"Wrinkled Hunger" then reveals its original appearance, as thin as if made of human skin.

Its palms had two eyes cracked, and its pupils were bright red, as if stained with blood.

Wow!

A breeze suddenly blew in the alley with chills soaking into the bone marrow. It swirled over the body of "steel" Maviti, twisting and forming an almost transparent human figure, with thick lips and steel-like curly hair vaguely visible.

The expression of Maiweiti's spirit body was extremely painful, and she tried her best to resist the attraction of "wrinkled hunger". The little light mixed with gray and white and black green was like a surging Milky Way, quickly flew out of the flesh and blood body and merged into the transparent figure.

"No!"

Maiweiti screamed silently, trying to beg for mercy too soon, so he could only desperately penetrate into the human leather gloves, fixed on the blank finger, and show off his extraordinary characteristics, which had a certain connection with the environment he was in.

This correlation determines what abilities can be used when grazing the soul of "steel" Mavithi, perhaps one, or two, no more than three. The specific content is not controlled by Klein before it is fixed, and it is purely random.

"Crampant Hunger" quickly covered the pale, and finally changed back to the previous disguise: an ordinary black glove.

Klein closed his eyes and sensed it for a few seconds, breathing a sigh of relief.

This time, his luck was not bad, but it was not too good either.

He successfully obtained three extraordinary abilities of "steel" Maviti, but there was no one he wanted most that he was not afraid of shooting, fire, or the "body like steel" and tenacious vitality of a certain equivalent bomb.

First, the power of "living zombies" can make me make violent attacks to make up for the style of agile fighting in the past. Second, the mastery of "ice". Although I cannot condense ice guns, create blizzards, and do the most direct attacks like the witch's way, it can freeze the surrounding ground, reduce the air temperature, and effectively affect the opponent's movements. If there is physical contact, it can even freeze the enemy, stiffen his flesh and blood, perfectly match the fighting ability. Third, "manipulate the zombies". Haha, I will not be afraid of not being able to form a card in the future... Klein thought for a little, bent down to check the "steel" Maviti's personal belongings.

He quickly found 26 pounds, 11 sulle, and a bunch of seemingly normal but strange things, such as candles, clips, thorny whips, etc.

Considering that "steel" Maviti is likely to be a member of the "Rose School" and belongs to the indulgence of desire, Klein vaguely understood something, spat and put away the cash.

"The 'werewolf' has super self-healing power, and the 'living zombies' have an iron body, and it does not require healing potions or items... Consistent with Danitz's judgment, Maviti does not have magical items... Also, the number of magical items is rare, and many have obvious defects and negative effects. Not everyone wants to have it, and everyone can have it. The combination of the 'resentful soul', 'living zombies', and 'wewolves', were only two magical items, 'Crimson Moon Corona' and 'Biotoxin Bottle'..." Klein nodded and took out a stack of paper from his pocket.

He unfolded the yellowed paper and placed it on the "steel" Maviti, covering the other person's face.

This is a reward order with the portrait of Maviti and the corresponding reward amount:

“6,000 pounds!”

Klein stood up straight, took a step back, stepped on the peacock blue "flying carpet", and pulled out a paper man.

Bang!

He swung his forearm and his wrist trembled, throwing the paper man out, turning it into firecrackers, and flying down.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a shadow and disappeared into the alley with the items.

After two or three minutes, Cordoba Roye hurried to the scene with some of the "Punisher" team members. He happened to see a cool breeze blowing the reward order, revealing the "steel" Meveti's flesh and blood dissolved, his eyes wide open.

Hurry, the reward order fell next to it, still facing upwards.

…………

Córdoba and others who lost their target traces returned silently to the area where the battle had occurred before, with the corpse of "steel".

After looking at the team members on the scene, Cordoba, as a deacon, calmed down and asked in a deep voice:

“The believer of the ‘Sun’?”

This is the most important issue for him, for this diocese.

The "Punisher" team member who is responsible for finding clues and using supernatural means to restore the truth is not the extraordinary person in the "storm" path, but the "reader" corresponding to the sequence 7 "Knowledge", that is, the "detective". He did not rush to answer, walked over and squatted down to check Maviti's body.

After a while, he looked up and said:

"It is not a believer of the 'Sun', but should be powered by magical objects."

"Reason?" Cordoba asked with a frown.

The "Punisher" team member said:

"There is a sense of evil from the depths of flesh and blood. One of the corpses was swallowed up in this way, leaving only its own special and objects. If it were a believer of the 'Sun', even if he relied on objects, he would not do similar things. For them, things in the realm of the 'Real Creator' are dirty and must be purified or sealed immediately, and should not be borrowed."

Cordoba thought for a few seconds, agreed with the judgment, and asked instead:

"Aurora people?"

"No, the real 'Biography of Rose' or 'Shepherd' will not be so rough. They will definitely wrap the body in their bodies and wait until they leave before handling it. There is no reason to dismember it on the spot. It is a waste of time and leaves a bunch of valuable things. Devouring so quickly is like the negative effect of magical objects." The "intellectual" said calmly.

"Have magical items in the fields of the 'Sun' and 'Secret Prayer' at the same time? Or something like the 'Shepherd' ability? Berg, which one is your judgment?" As a deacon, Cordoba has the authority to understand the 'Shepherd' and their special abilities, and the "Knowledgekeeper" knows that it is based on his positioning in the team, and the other "Punisher" do not understand what they are talking about.

"The Intellect" Berg stood up:

“Everything is possible.”

"Are there any doubts?" Cordoba asked in a deep voice.

Berg shook his head:

“No target yet.

"But we can confirm that the 'Blood Thorn' was killed by Danitz, and the other one was his helper, a very terrifying strong man, no worse than the pirate generals."

"A terrible strong man..." Cordoba whispered with a serious expression, then his eyes lit up, "Can it be Edwenna? She can simulate some extraordinary abilities she has seen!"

"The Master of Knowledge" Berg pondered:

"This possibility is not ruled out, but the information shows that she was still near Sunya Island a few days ago, unless, unless she can simulate the corresponding ability and shuttle through the spiritual world."

Cordoba paced back and forth a few steps, looked around and said:

“Do not alarm nearby residents when dealing with the scene.

"I will submit the mission report, hoping to get more and more effective intelligence."

This involves a strong man whose combat power is at least equal to Sequence 5, which makes him unable to restrain his irritable mood and make the most rational decision.

…………

Inside Old Quinn's house, heavy stone doors blocked in the basement.

Sitting on the low bed and quietly looking at the candlelight on the table, suddenly a flower appeared in front of Alger, and saw the gray fog, as well as the "fool" sitting upright in the depths of the gray fog, looking down at everything.

A blurry figure stood underneath, holding his hands in front of his face, and said in a pious tone:

"Things have ended successfully, Mr. Fool."

Things ended successfully? That was the "steel" Maviti and several extraordinary people... The "world" is really neat in doing things, and its strength is stronger than I imagined. He is worthy of being the favored Mr. "Fool"... Haha, he can sell extraordinary characteristics at the Tarot Club again, maybe more than one... How did he bypass the influence of the seal "2-37"? The special thing about the favored man of God? Arger's thoughts flashed and instinctively thanked Mr. "Fool".

Then, he took out a small metal bottle and applied the mint-smelling pure dew on his nose.

A strong stimulating smell penetrated into his head, and Alger instantly became extremely awake.

At some point, he had a white gauze mask in his hand and poured "Moon Essential Oil" on it.

Putting on the mask in an orderly manner, Alger stood up and walked slowly to the heavy stone gate.

He calmly took out a sealed metal can from the inside of his clothes, twisted the mechanical switch, and pulled out a tube.

Then he stuffed the tube into the gap in the stone door and extended it out.

Silently, the gas in the metal can quickly spread out.

This is the blood clan anesthesia gas provided by Emlin, the Moon!

It can make strong ordinary people, extraordinary people who are known for their bodies, and higher-level targets with poor physical fitness unconscious!

Even if Old Quinn can hold on, it will be significantly affected. As for his helpers and friends, haha... Alger leaned against the stone gate and waited patiently.

When the gas in the tank was emitting nearly one-third of the time, he retracted the tube and closed the switch.

He turned his body, turned his ears and heard the movements outside, and received a satisfactory answer.

Alger smiled a little, his breath was quickly restrained, and he was making a backlog.

Suddenly, all his muscles swelled and he swung forward.

"Raging strike"!

Bang!

The iron lock of the heavy stone door shattered directly, and it also opened itself.

Alger retracted his fist and walked out, and there was a sleeping man outside.
Chapter completed!