Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 159

If I just read these letters, I can't see that Mr. Andre is a Beyonder with a cold personality... Klein's spiritual intuition was suddenly touched, and he slowly put the letter paper in his hand back to its original position. , the "substitute" of the right palm instantly touched a spiritual body line behind him.

I didn't even notice the weirdness here before... He looked back, and a gray-white shadow was standing stiffly in the air, with only a face with a mouth facing him.

This Mr. Andre can use the spirit body?

Is he a Beyonder of the "corpse collector" pathway?

Klein approached the spirit body that almost merged with the gloomy room in the room, and found that unlike the undead he usually encounters, it didn't seem to be thirsting for Azik's copper whistle.

boom!

The air bullet with spirituality was shot from Klein's fingertips, and the spirit body that was pinned in the air shattered into several pieces and disappeared in the air in an instant.

Is this the end?

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

So what is the purpose of this spiritual body, it can't even deal with the Beyonders of Sequence Nine, it can only scare ordinary people.

If this is the only anti-theft measure in this house, then it's a bit different from what I imagined... Klein quickly checked the entire house and found that apart from this incredibly weak spirit body, There were no traces left of the entire house.

Could it be that Mr. Andre's Sequence is not high, only Sequence Nine, so he can only use this level of spiritual body?

After Backlund saw too many mutations that did not belong to the "Clown" sequence, Klein suddenly felt that his thinking had a tendency to become dilapidated.

Right, low-level sequences like Sequence Nine and Sequence Eight are the largest groups in Beyonder World... He carefully returned the letters on the bedside table to their original positions, and then looked in the direction of number 32.

The owner of that house is also within the scope of Klein's suspicion.

But after experiencing the oolong on the 30th, Klein was not sure anymore.

Forget it, it's coming anyway... He shook his head slightly, and his body sank back into the shadows in an instant.

Ok?

In a low-cost hotel in the Backlund Bridge District, Neus Andrellard, who was reading the relevant materials of the Roselle exhibition, suddenly froze in place.

He lost contact with the spirit body he had kept at home!

"Could it be that the official Beyonder discovered my abnormality?" He stood up from the easy chair cautiously, took out a dark red eyeball from the coat hanging on the side, and placed it lightly on his right eye above.

Feeling the throbbing of spirituality, the dark red false eye instantly awakened, the shell that originally reflected the faint light softened a little, and the fine blood vessels grew from the smooth surface and slowly connected to the right side of Neus Andrellard. The eyelid replaced the field of vision of his right eye.

In the cloudy vision, the bedroom at 30 Wilde Street was in the middle.

On the decorative wardrobe pattern in the room, a translucent eye turned, swept the entire bedroom, and finally settled on the piles of letter paper on the bedside table.

No footprints and other traces left?

The translucent eyeballs moved through the darkness in the room and appeared in several other rooms in the detached house very quickly, sweeping roughly a few times.

There is no trace of anyone moving?

Neus Andrelade, who was still in the hotel, suddenly turned ashen.

His spirit body will not commit suicide innocently!

It was an accident, or there was a mid-sequence who was good at using spirit bodies to search my house just now... His cheeks suddenly trembled, and he slowly took off the eyeball that was connected to his right eye through bloodshot, and his right hand trembled. yank sharply.

The eyeball that lost its blood and spiritual supply instantly returned to its smooth surface, and the wet surface gradually hardened.

Neuss Andrellard wiped the blood on his eyelids, stuffed the dark red fake eye in his palm back into his coat pocket, and then took out some bottles and jars from the other pocket, familiar with him. Arranged a ceremony that did not know where to point.

"The great master of the abyss..."

Drops of crimson blood flowed into the ritual. In the house on Verdi Street, the spirit body in the bedroom that had just been penetrated by Klein's air bullet reappeared in the same place in a time-reversal manner. A dark corner.

In the hotel, the wounds that Neus Andrellard made on his fingers healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He sniffed the choking sulfur smell in the air and sat back in the easy chair without paying attention.

This is a ritual recorded in the Andrellard family inheritance, which directly points to the great being who calls himself the "dark side of the universe" in the abyss.

Although in a practical sense, a Sequence Eight "cold-blooded" like him cannot summon powerful servants through rituals, but this is the only means he can use to monitor now.

Even if the intruder finds that the servant is resurrected again, even if he wants to divination, he will only make the divination target point to the one in the abyss, and this usually only has one ending.

die!

Woo!

On the second floor of No. 32 Verdi Street, in the corridor that runs through the entire second floor, Klein flew by quickly, looking at the door that was opened at will, and following the guidance of spirituality, he flew straight to the only one that was still closed. door.

The owner of this place was not at home for a few days, and even the thief walked around and no one noticed... He stopped at the balcony, glanced around, and found that there was only one place here. The thief's poisonous hand has become the only door in the whole house that is intact except for the door.

No, this statement is not quite right. After all, there are no signs of violent breaking open in the other doors, but it seems that someone took the keys to open them in sequence... Klein thought for a while, the ability of the "substitute" was activated, roughly Sweeping away, only the thread of his own spiritual body floated in the air in the entire second floor, which was particularly conspicuous.

He moved his perspective and looked towards the first floor, and found that there were several strangely shaped spiritual bodies floating at the entrance of the stairs, and they did not move for more than ten seconds.

It's not like the thread of a living soul... Klein thoughtfully touched the entrance of the stairs a little bit. Using the weak perspective ability brought by his spiritual vision, he pushed the figure on the stairs deeper. deep into the eyes.

The figure was clinging to the wall at the corner of the stairs, with his back facing Klein's direction, his body was thick with hair, and the hair on the back of his head abnormally covered his neck.

It seemed that he felt the call of Azik's copper whistle, and before Klein could continue to observe, the strange figure suddenly turned his head with trembling, his neck creaking.

It was like a broken puppet, the skin on the surface of its neck was twisted, and its body was still firmly fixed on it, but its head had turned around and looked at Klein who was standing behind it.

"Ha..." The eyes that were flickering with illusory light were wide open to the limit, the already cloudy eyeballs still retained the last emotion before death, and the closed mouth was difficult to open.

Klein scrutinized the fear remaining in its eyes, and his lips twitched.

"boom!"

The air bullet pierced the corpse's neck, and the shriveled head rolled back into the darkness along the **** of the stairs, but the body remained sculpturally in place.

He's already dead... Klein shook his head indifferently. At the same time, he raised his right hand if he felt it, without even looking, wrapping his spirituality around his fingertips, and tapping his finger three times in the air .

"Bang bang bang!"

Bye bye... He looked towards the direction where he shot just now, a translucent phantom on his fingertips was struggling in the air, and faint blue blood was left in the air.

This is a ghost, but its spiritual body has long been exposed under the vision of the "substitute".

"Hehehe." A non-human throat friction sounded, and the translucent shadow in the air struggled to raise his arm, trying to touch Klein's body.

It keeps squirming forward, but its illusory limbs are like lead, and gradually it can't even move its fingertips. It can only let the blue blood flow more and more.

Klein watched all this coldly, and counted down silently in his heart.

"Four, three, two, one."

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers, and the shadow in front of him finally returned to the spiritual world, and the blue blood dripping on the floor lost its color instantly.

There are no Beyonder characteristics, and there are no other spiritual bodies in the room... The corpse just now was a thief who "patronized" after the death of the Beyonder in this room, and this ghost was affected by the death of the Beyonder. product?

Could it be that the residual characteristics of that Beyonder are still here, and have been combined with something to form a Sealed Artifact, so it affects the surrounding environment?

Klein carefully performed a divination, but got no dangerous result~www.mtlnovel.com~ He frowned, the shadow cloak that wrapped around his body tightened, and led him into the ground, swept across the first floor, and descended. into the basement of the house.

Penetrating the thick wall, Klein opened his eyes again and keenly caught a brown notebook on the wooden table. Around it, black iron pots, glass jars, and many candles had already been extinguished. Bronze lamp stands and other things are scattered everywhere and placed in a mess.

At a glance, no spiritual brilliance was found on these items, they were just ordinary items.

This is a set of utensils for mixing potions, but it is not complete... Although there is no experience in mixing potions several times, similar utensils are placed in the pharmacy room under the Nighthawks team all the year round. Seoul's most commonly used tools.

And I didn't find any Beyonder characteristics... Klein, who had gained nothing, frowned slightly, his lips slightly parted.

"There is no more danger here."

Because it is in a spirit state, Klein can do some simple divination even without using coins.

Danger has been lost here, and there is no more extraordinary existence.

After receiving the confirmation of the divination result, Klein slowly landed in mid-air. The palm wrapped by the "substitute" picked up the notebook placed on the wooden table, and gently opened the title page.

"This will be the history of the resurrection of a cursed family!"

Oh?

Klein raised his eyebrows and turned a few pages back with interest.

"I want to write down every key point! Future children and grandchildren, please remember every word I say next!"

"Our Abraham family is one of the top nobles of the Fourth Epoch and the main supporter of the Tudor Dynasty..."

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