Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Klein went all the way up, using the Faceless Man's ability to deceive the guards one by one, until he reached the exit of the ruins in the divination prompt.

Cautiously passing through the stone door, Klein saw a wide open space similar to a hall, and the dim sunlight falling from the dome proved that this was indeed an exit.

There is an altar in the center of the hall, with four hooded figures kneeling around, and another figure also wearing a hood is speaking to a woman with a graceful figure in a hoarse voice:

"I smell something unexpected, let's get started, before it comes."

The woman smiled softly, and said with a voice like a nightingale:

"I need you to send me to the East Side."

Klein leaned against the corner of the wall, shrunk in the shadows, and asked in a very low voice:

"If I rush out and smash the altar, do you think I can get out alive?"

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

"I……"

Forget the virtue of this reckless guy! I'm negotiating shit with it.

The figure was blurred, and she could already see the beautiful woman with a bright and pure brilliance in the infinite distance. Suddenly, her figure froze, and she suddenly got out of that strange state, and her figure became clear again in this dark hall.

With 12 eyes looking at the corner not far from the stone gate, Klein walked out helplessly. But his muscles are tense, ready to launch a Jedi charge at the enemy at any time, so as to break through the enemy's blockade and escape outside.

"It's you? Why is it you again!"

Mr. A recognized the person who came, it was the little reptile that accidentally broke into his residence and escaped strangely.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a small accident."

The beautiful woman only glanced at it, smiled indifferently, and continued:

"Mr. A, I'll trouble you to deal with this. I need to rush to the East District as soon as possible. If I can't teleport, it will take me a while to get there."

As soon as the words fell, the woman immediately hid herself and disappeared into the hall.

"I sincerely invite you to witness the coming of my Lord."

"You are one lucky man, and you will be honorably integrated into the body of my Lord."

Mr. A showed an evil, crazy and bloodthirsty smile, and he didn't immediately attack the little reptile.

Four of his attendants fell down one after another, and a strong spiritual brilliance suddenly lit up on the altar. Accompanied by illusory weeping and moaning, waves of sorrow, despair, pain, depression, and crazy negative emotions came together, as if on the altar. The waiting fuel ignited the altar with a bang.

Mr. A waited silently for a while, then suddenly raised his graceful eyebrows.

The negative emotions collected are so different from what I expected, what is that woman doing!

Klein watched Mr. A silently facing the altar with a gloomy expression.

Klein looked at the altar again. The ever-increasing terrifying aura that was constantly devouring negative emotions reminded him of Tingen, Megose, and that ray of light.

So he raised the ordinary revolver and pulled the trigger.

"bang bang bang"

One after another, golden and silver extraordinary bullets were shot at the pitch-black altar, and were swallowed silently, like a drop in the bucket, like a mantis holding a cart.

Mr. A glanced at Klein indifferently and disdainfully. Without stopping him, he turned to the altar again. The combination of the extreme madness on the verge of destruction and the pious desire to dedicate everything for the faith gave Mr. A an eye-catching and strange sense of beauty.

"The Creator of all;"

"..."

A's voice is firm and fearless.

"I am willing to dedicate my body and use it as a container to bear your great will!"

I really hope that everyone can live with full expectations for tomorrow, instead of this, Klein cried out weakly in his heart.

His sweat-stained palm suddenly touched a cold object. Without thinking about it, Klein pulled it out and threw it towards the altar.

"Fuck! I haven't been back for an hour!"

A golden parabola crossed the space full of depravity and filth, like a grenade with its fuse pulled.

"boom!"

The altar that Mr. A had worked so hard for a long time exploded.

Mr. A and his master were about to explode in anger.

The light and shadow on the altar blended with reality and twisted continuously, and finally collapsed into a pitch-black mass, as if it had reached the extreme. Suddenly, a huge destructive force suddenly burst, and the entire rock wall at the bottom exit vibrated.

Klein was like a cat that was being chased after stealing a fish. With a few vertical leaps, he deftly bypassed obstacles and escaped out of the ruins below.

Wang Zichuan felt that he had a concussion. He had just heard the sound of the real Creator that could impregnate his ears.

It's annoying!

Why didn't Sigui use a sound-proof formation when he made the broken lamp?

"I'm buried in this ruin today, and I can't get out again, and I won't look for that deadly second generation anymore!"

...

Desperate Nightingale quickly rushed to the East District through some preset means.

"Let's start here."

The stunning woman in a white robe raised the corners of her mouth, showing the most charming smile.

Iron-black mist slowly overflowed from her body, melting into the thick yellowish haze little by little.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The loud and eerie cry of a baby came from a distant void.

Desperate Nightingale was trapped in an invisible cage of black grids. In an instant, gaps opened in the black shadows, and countless bloodshot eyeballs looked at Despair Nightingale.

In mid-air, a tall woman sat on a pea vine woven seat, calmly looking at the Desperate Nightingale.

"Queen of Mysteries!"

Black flames suddenly rose up, coiling around the holy robe, resisting the power to freeze the soul.

"Why are you here?"

"The matter of Backlund will not hinder the king above the sea."

Bernadette didn't have any intention of answering. An old spear with dark red blood stains all over its body and a strong destructive aura condensed out.

As soon as the spear took shape, it shot at the desperate Nightingale in the cage with a "whoosh".

With an incomparable sense of destruction, the spear pierced into the body of the woman in white robe.

With a "crash", the white-robed woman's body was smashed to pieces, and the fragments of the mirror scattered all over the ground.

Desperate Nightingale took the opportunity to get out of the cage, her pupils flashed silvery white, and a light blue crystal ice spear formed instantly, throwing it at Bernadette in midair without hesitation.

Where the spear passed, hoarfrost condensed and sealed the world with extreme chill. Layers of solid ice condensed, Bernadette and her pea vines were frozen in the crystal.

Bernadette and the solid ice suddenly shattered into stardust, and her figure condensed on the other side.

Desperate Nightingale hid herself during the attack. She didn't intend to continue fighting with the Queen of Mysteries, she just wanted to leave quickly.

Whether it is to continue to spread the disease or to escape from Backlund as soon as possible, it is the top priority. The new cardinal of the Church of the Storm may have already resisted the wind.

The low-pitched horn sounded suddenly, and the surrounding space was violently turbulent under the superimposition of destructive sound waves. The desperate Nightingale felt her body tremble along with it, and there was a tendency to shatter into powder at any time.

Another mirror shattered, and the figure of the desperate Nightingale appeared at the end of the alley. Just as she was about to shoot black flames to ignite the surrounding houses and diseases in order to stop the Queen of Mysteries, a man wearing a belt suddenly appeared beside her. A classic robe with a cap, black hair and black pupils, a young woman with a beautiful but dull face.