In the dark town with fog, the women walking out of the alley seemed to be out of place with the entire environment. They were holy and dignified, without any dust, and their appearance was bright and brilliant, making people shine.

Her pure white and simple robe and loose hair added a bit of a combination of restraint and laziness. Even when Klein saw it through the eyes of the secret puppet, he could not help but imagine how such a lady would perform in bed, and whether she had a different charm when begging hard.

At this moment, he even had a little tyrannical desire in his heart, wanting to break the holiness and destroy the restraint.

It's not a witch... Klein instinctively bared his teeth and moved the corners of his mouth.

The bright and holy woman also noticed the "resentful soul" Seniore. Her expression was stunned at first, then she smiled and said in a soft and pleasant voice:

“Seniore…

"When did you become a puppet? If you hadn't been eroded into this by the power of the night, I would have almost never seen it."

She seemed to be talking to Seniore, but in fact she communicated with the manipulator behind the scenes through a secret puppet.

Alas, that dead and cold aura cannot be hidden at all, and it cannot be hidden from the extraordinary person with a higher level... I also want to hide in a place where no one pays attention and use the "President of Blood" Seniore to contact the other party, so that he can ensure his own safety to the greatest extent... The power of gray fog is isolated here. If you really die, you will probably not be able to resurrect... Klein shrank into the gray and white mill, and let the secret servant speak in a low voice:

"If you can go out, you can easily know that I started serving my host more than a month ago."

He answered with the tone and experience of "General of Blood" and seemed to be alive.

This is the code of play of "Secret Ode Master", which allows Secret Ode to have its own independent identity and settings!

At the same time, Klein laid the keyword "go out" and prepared to start this topic in the future.

In such a strange and mysterious town, he didn't think of killing a witch when he saw it. He would not mention the question of whether there is a good witch or whether he has the strength. It is just that everyone is trapped here and urgently needs to exchange corresponding information and find a way out, so that he can temporarily choose to live in peace.

The woman in a simple white robe laughed:

"I never forget to play the role. It seems that you will be able to digest the 'Secret Master' potion soon.

"Members of the Secretariat?"

She is very familiar with the "Divider" approach... Well, the Witch Cult is an active secret organization in the Quaternary Age. Even if there is no close contact with the families of Zarathu and Antigonus, she must be quite familiar with it. It is normal to understand the "Divider" approach. Of course, the premise is that this lady is indeed a witch... Klein felt a move in his heart and asked deliberately:

“Is there no other possibility?”

He wanted to trick the other party's words to see which organizations and who had mastered the "divinator" approach.

The bright and holy woman walked slowly forward, leaning towards the "General of Blood" Seniore, and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter which organization you are. We are exiled here and are imprisoned almost forever. The past is no longer important. What is important is the future, whether we can cooperate or find a way to leave here."

The cliché failed... Klein asked the "resentful soul" to respond:

“That’s exactly what I think.

"I don't know what to call you?"

As the lady got closer and closer to Seniore, he could smell the fresh and elegant fragrance with the help of the secret puppet's sense of smell, and because of the other party's words, he inexplicably thought of the scene where each other helped each other in such a desperate situation, gave up secular morality, and warmed the soul with his body.

It really looks like a witch... Hey, after listening to it for a long time, she always feels that her voice sounds familiar, but she can't recall it. Unfortunately, in this situation, it is impossible to use "dream divination" assistance. This will be captured by the other party in the lost space, and it is hard to predict what kind of result will be... Klein frowned slightly.

The bright and lazy woman raised her hand and pulled her hair, making her small and delicate ears more conspicuous:

“Panatia.

"And you?"

Klein originally wanted to find someone to pretend, such as Mr. X of the Aurora Society and the second deputy Gilsyace who "takes death" can use "Crazy Hunger" to simulate their abilities, but in the end he gave up his disguise and spoke directly:

"German Sparo."

He didn't know when the extraordinary person on the opposite side, who was suspected to be a witch, entered this foggy town, so he could not rule out the possibility that the other party knew that the "General of Blood" was missing.

Panatia nodded and asked:

"How did you come in?"

Klein did not hide it, and said through the secret doll's mouth:

"I met a lady who didn't know the origin.

"She wears a hood, and there seems to be a dark night in her eyes, but she lacks spirituality."

Panatia was silent for two seconds before making a sound:

"She, hehe..."

She didn't say it in detail, but instead smiled:

"What did you do? How could the Night Church send Him to deal with you?"

Panatia quietly changed the personal pronoun.

He? That lady is an angel and a monk in the church? Panatia seems to have a deep understanding of Him... Klein changed his mind and said vaguely:

"I sneaked into St. Samuel's church and tried to steal a seal, but it turned out..."

He didn't tell the story in detail, because he didn't understand why he met that lady.

Cline believes that as an angel, the lady could not have lived all the time behind the Chanis Gate of St. Samuel's Church, where there is nothing worthy of the great man of His level to guard day and night!

"So... He is indeed underground in Samuel's Church." Panatia seemed to have confirmed something.

Within the secret organization, the word "Saint" is removed from the title of St. Samuel's Church... I have to pay attention to this detail in the future... Klein secretly pondered the other party's words.

Panatia did not continue this topic and said with a light smile:

"Okay, don't care about the past, as I said just now, what is important is the future, how to escape."

Klein took the opportunity to ask Seniore:

"What do you know about this?"

Panatia looked at the dark steeple church in the center of the town and said:

"This is not in reality, not in the spiritual world, nor in the astral world, but in some hidden state.

"I have explored most of the places here, including outside the town, and I have never found a clue to leaving. Now there is only the church left, and maybe all the secrets are hidden there."

"Why don't you explore there?" Klein asked through the mouth of the secret puppet.

Panatia pulled the pure white robe, and there seemed to be multiple cracks on it:

"My intuition tells me that there are great dangers in it."

Speaking of this, she changed her mind:

"And now there is a certain way. Your secret puppet can help us explore the way. Even if it loses it, it will not cause any harm to you.

"Don't worry, as long as I can understand the situation inside, I will find you a better secret puppet, anyway, it looks like it's almost out of reach."

The reason is right, but I can't believe you. After all, you are probably a witch... Klein did not agree or refused, so he took the opportunity to ask Seniore:

“What else should I pay attention to here?”

Panatia pursed her lips and said:

"There are still many people who have entered here for various reasons, but they are gone now."

It's gone? Klein said in his heart:

"what happened?"

Panatia sighed quietly:

"Some of them are not clear about, some are hungry, and some are entering those houses and eating some of the food. Then, they evaporated and instantly evaporated.

"And this time, the results of divination show that they lost their lives and fell into a peaceful sleep."

In this misty town, will there be something else that will be wiped out and evaporated? And, no longer survive... Klein was shocked and immediately thought of another thing and almost blurted out:

Wouldn't you be hungry?

Fearing to cause a change, he forced his mouth to control his "resentful soul" Seniore asked from the side:

"How long have you been here?"

Panatia said as if she sighed and smiled:

“Maybe half a year.

"I have witnessed many people regarding their kind as food to continue. Fortunately, I need very little, and I can survive for a long time with just a little food. There are still some foods in humans that will not cause harm to their body."

Speaking of this, she raised her hand and pointed to the crimson moon in the mist in the air:

"One other thing to note is that when the Red Moon becomes clear, changes will occur here and become very dangerous.

“I have been seriously injured because of this.”

Speaking of this, she turned to a crack in her pure white robe.

Klein subconsciously made the "resentful soul" Seniore look at it, and saw that the crack was in the clavicle, and the white skin below and the wound deep in the bones could be seen.

At this moment, the skin changed, highlighting the dense mysterious patterns and dark and evil colors!

Klein's thoughts exploded, and murmuring and screams echoed in his mind.

At the same time, he became difficult to breathe, his body quickly weakened, and he couldn't help but fall down and cough violently.

Then he saw the pure white robe, two straight female legs, and Panatia.

The lady had entered the gray-white mill, looking at the struggling German Sparo, her mouth was slightly opened, revealing her neat and white teeth and blood-colored flesh hanging in the gap, and whispered softly:

"Catch you..."
Chapter completed!