Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

Soon, he used his skills to recall the source of the familiarity:

"The Hanged Man" once asked members of the Tarot Club to find a man with brownish-red skin, missing the third tooth on the left, and a strong Backlund accent.

That man's name is Barron, and he is related to many escaped and missing slaves on colonial islands!

At this moment, the man in front of Klein is almost identical to the Barron described by "The Hanged Man"!

“The colonial island slaves are missing…

“Many tribes in the southern continent evaporated out of thin air…

"Barron showed up here...

“Kaping, who controls a large share of the underground slave trade, is protected by four Extraordinaries suspected of being of the ‘Arbiter’ path, the strongest of which are Sequence 6 and even Sequence 5.

"Kaping insists that the target of kidnapping is a relatively pure and innocent girl...

“The passage of the Corn Bills, improvements in textile machinery, and the creation of massive unemployment…

"Many female textile workers got new jobs and quietly left the East District, leaving no clues..."

The scattered dots instantly formed a line in Klein's mind, pointing straight to the depths of the ground!

What are they doing that requires such a large population, and so many pure maidens?

ceremony?

A ritual so horrific that it must be performed in secret and take a long time? Klein's pupils suddenly shrank.

Squeak...bang!

The stone door closed and Barron disappeared from his sight.

There was silence in the hall for a few seconds, and then Mr. A's hoarse voice sounded again:

"I smell something unexpected, let's get started and get ahead of it."

Ms. Desperation responded slowly:

"That's exactly what I thought.

"But I need you to transport me to the East End."

East End?

Klein had a bad premonition again.

"No problem." Mr. Z replied without any emotion.

Wearing a hood, a transparent and blurry book quickly appeared in front of him, accompanied by a distant and ethereal chant:

"I come, I see, I record."

The book flipped quickly and stopped at one of the pages, which immediately glowed with light blue and illusory light.

This book originally belonged to Mr. A of the Aurora Society, but due to Mr. A's death, this book became his.

The light enveloped the desperate lady in a pure white robe, making her figure first blurry and then invisible.

Ms. Despair instantly saw countless transparent shadows of indescribable shapes, and found that there was a clear brilliance at the top that contained endless knowledge.

Her body was dragged forward by the strange force, and she shuttled quickly. It didn't take long for her to leave the place and come to a secluded, dirty and disgusting corner of the alley.

She pulled down her veil to cover her face and looked up into the sky. She saw that the afternoon sun was covered by clouds and fog, making it pale and dim.

The light yellow mist is not particularly thick, floating in every place in Backlund, with a slightly choking smell, cold and moist.

It's a pity that I didn't wait until the smog was at its worst and calmest...

Ms. Despair looked around and walked out of the alley and into the street.

Her pace was very slow, as if she was wandering in a sea of ​​mist.

Where she passed, the fog became imperceptibly thicker and tinged with iron-black color. It could be seen that the distance gradually became smaller.

After she left the street, a homeless man with a sallow face wearing an old jacket suddenly coughed so violently that he fell to the ground.

The two poor people who were very close to the homeless man backed away in fear. They immediately covered their throats and made loud noises. They seemed to be suffering from severe lung disease or bronchitis and were out of breath.

The iron-black and light-yellow smog descended on the East District, on the dock area, on the factory area that was spewing thin smoke, and continued to spread to the entire Backlund.

Various scenes in the distance were "submerged", and even the towering clock tower was only a pale shadow. Workers and poor people felt uncomfortable one after another. The tramps who struggled to fight against the cold and hardship gathered around the lady. Along the route, one fell ill one after another, and human life was as fragile as the foam in starching clothes.

Ms. Despair's expression is calm and soft, as if she is completing a work of art.

She walked among the passers-by without any abnormality, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she laughed in a low voice:

“The history of Loen Kingdom will remember this day:

"The Backlund Smog Incident."

…………

Over here, in the cave.

Olvia escaped from the encirclement, and she quickly took out the magic lamp.

Only the Djinn can save her now. After all, the Djinn is known as an old man.

Olvia put her hand on the lantern and wiped it a few times, and a cloud of smoke suddenly emerged from the lamp mouth.

Before Olvia could say anything, the Djinn looked at the situation in front of her and waved her hand. Suddenly, Olvia felt that all the sounds of fighting around her disappeared.

Olvia turned her head to look, and was startled for a moment. She only saw those skeletons and living corpses that seemed to be ridiculously still. Although they still maintained their previous movements, they were motionless, just like a sculpture.

this……

"Do you want to make a wish?"

Just when Olvia looked surprised, the voice of the genie pulled Olvia back from her thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about these things, it is more important to solve the current problem.

"yes."

Olvia said without hesitation,

"I want to make a wish and solve the situation in front of me."

"Can."

The lamp god looked at Olivia meaningfully, as if to say that this wish would definitely bring unexpected surprises to Olivia.

"Wait, tell me, how can I get you to help me make this wish."

Olivia obviously saw the intention of the lamp god, but now she didn't have time to argue with him and avoid these things in words.

Therefore, Olivia had a bold idea, which was to ask the lamp god directly for the price. After all, the lamp god was not a dead thing, but a living old day!

"Well!"

"It's not impossible!"

The illusory body of the lamp god touched his chin and said:

"I only have one request, that is, you let me enter the depths of consciousness!"

Deep consciousness?

Olivia frowned, the depths of consciousness is not a place that others can enter easily.

This place is more important and more fragile than Olivia's subconscious mind. If there is any carelessness, then I think I will die.

An ordinary person's spirit can easily destroy an angel by entering the deep consciousness of a Sequence 2, not to mention that this is an Old One.

So, now Olivia hesitated. She didn't know whether to do this or not. After all, this was related to her own safety!

Now she could completely rely on the Lamp Spirit to imprison time and space, and escape like this.

As for why she didn't take Azik with her, it was because with her current strength, there was no way to pull Azik away in the solidified time.

Because, just like Azik's position is at this moment, if you want to change his position at this moment, you have to resist the pressure of time.