Mystery: Paradox Path Chapter 391

"You're watching me, aren't you? Arrodes?!"

As the voice fell, a white mist suddenly rose, causing illusory cracks to appear on the rippling mirror. At the same time, bursts of harsh, noisy and uncomfortable babble spread along the mirror. The two demigods, Petman (correct), only felt as if a sledgehammer had slammed into the skull.

Fortunately, Arrodes was in control of the picture. After a few breaths, the picture on the mirror disappeared, and the noisy, harsh, and seemingly endless malicious whispers finally disappeared.

The members of MI9, the Church of the Storm, and the Church of Steam and Mechanism fell to the ground. Only the two demigods could maintain their standing positions, but looking at their heavy breathing and bloodshot eyes, they could understand that they were also together at this time. Not easy.

"The one just now, what was it?" A golden light flashed in Robert's eyes, as if he was recalling the face he had seen before through mysterious means, but what appeared in her mind was only a thick white fog.

Yin Kangse looked at Arrodes with a longing heart, but found that there was no handwriting on it, so he said:

"Although Arrodes is only a second-level Sealed Artifact, the authority it holds can even be watched by angels. The other party can detect Arrodes' peeping and even give countermeasures. I'm afraid the background is not small... But this person, and this A piece of white fog...it seems a little familiar..."

Yin Kangse tried hard to recall the similar picture in his mind, but Arrodes seemed to recover, and suddenly released a burst of red light. When everyone's attention was shifted to the mirror, a line of blood-colored words also appeared-

"According to the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions. If you lie or cannot answer, you will accept my assignment or be punished."

Although Yin Kangse was very embarrassed at this time, Arrodes was not used to his meaning. On the contrary, each word of Arrodes carried a dangerous atmosphere, as if he had just been teased but had no idea. Like a grumpy old man who vents.

The **** words that seemed to be the death message at the murder scene changed again, and a string of sharp words appeared on the mirror—

"The name of that angelic disciple in the peach-colored dream that made you toss and turn the night before."

Yin Kangse's already livid complexion suddenly turned into a state of pitch black. Arrodes generally does not use such precise words. Although he likes to let people die, there is still some leeway. But this time, Arrodes' words were full of obvious malice.

After all, the angels who can be called church members can almost be excluded by name.

Even so, Yin Kangse sighed, first took out a small pot from his arms, poured two mouthfuls of the medicine inside, and then took two deep breaths:

"I choose to accept punishment..."

"boom!"

Just halfway through the words, a silver-white lightning with a little red glow suddenly fell, Yin Kangse slammed it, and fell to the ground just like that.

The Archbishop of the Mechanic Church immediately rushed up to check, and after confirming that he was still angry, he relaxed and got up and put away Arrodes, who had regained his calm again, but the people in the room had all fallen into silence...

Klein, who was frightened by the telegram, didn't sleep much in the second half of the night. When Mr. Demon's super loud and super formal morning prayer came for some reason, he sacrificed his suitcase, wallet and most of the cash to the gray fog. above.

After dealing with the traces, he went to the hotel front desk to settle the bill, took the carriage to the edge of Bayam, and went out of the city to go up the mountain, as if going somewhere as a cemetery for the local indigenous people.

At this time, he didn't know that his little mirror had been bullied and then bullied others. He only knew that he was being targeted by a very dangerous guy and had to leave as soon as possible.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned into the woods, intending to walk straight to the edge of the cliff, where a huge underwater creature was already waiting below.

Klein walked briskly in the forest, as if he was racing against the **** of death, but at the moment when a fallen leaf slipped quietly over his shoulder, his spiritual awareness suddenly exploded.

However, before Klein could clearly see the scene in his mind, the leaf was like the palm of an adult, covering his mouth and nose tightly, making him completely unable to breathe.

At the same time, the surrounding tree branches also fell off, stabbing his body like a sharp blade.

The scraps and paper left over from the picnic, the turf, and the earth and rocks covering the ground also all moved, turning into a large net and covering it towards Klein.

At this moment, it was as if everything between heaven and earth had become the scythe of the **** of death, trying to take his life away.

Seeing that the debris made of all kinds of garbage was about to rush in, Klein's body suddenly collapsed and became thinner, turning into a paper figure, and then in the next instant, he was ravaged into debris by those suddenly activated dead objects. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Klein's body appeared seven or eight meters away. At this time, he didn't have to think about it. The attack he was worried about had already arrived.

He didn't make any observation, and he didn't hesitate at all. When he raised his right palm, he reached into his pocket and took out the adventurer's harmonica.

It's just that his paper figurines suddenly flew out of his pockets and covered his face one by one. Not only that, his first movements tightened, restraining his forearms and arms, preventing him from descending. palm. His jacket and shirt began to shrink, like a giant bear hugging.

Klein had already imagined various possibilities of being attacked. His unaffected right thumb and **** were stuck together, and he snapped his fingers.

The crimson flame suddenly rose. Although it was not as powerful as the flame of the arsonist, it was enough for clothes that were only ordinary items in essence.

The trousers wrapped around his legs were instantly burned, and Klein had no time to adjust his posture, so he completed the force in this awkward posture, and the whole person rushed out crookedly.

His choice was undoubtedly correct. Before he could land, the place where he was originally was dead, the green weeds withered instantly, and the dark ground turned pale. If this silent attack hits, the Lai En had no doubt that he would lose his ability to fight because of this.

With two snaps of his fingers, two more flames shot up. Within a short period of time, Klein used the magician's flames to burn his clothes to tatters, but he had no time to worry about purchasing them. The coins spent on these clothes, while continuing to snap his fingers and burning the paper figurine on his face that prevented him from breathing, took out the harmonica used to summon the messenger lady.

But just as Klein was about to play a 10,000-pound play, a voice suddenly rippled from the woods—

"It is forbidden to hide yourself here!"

Chapter end

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