Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

Klein had loaded his revolver while running. He was about to raise his hand to shoot Mr. Z's eyes when he saw a deep darkness in his eyes.

Suddenly, Klein realized that although the scene around him had not changed at all, he had been forcibly dragged into a dream.

He had killed a "nightmare" before, at least it was a "nightmare"...

Klein stayed awake and saw Mr. Z flash to the side against logic, turning into a blood-red blanket, covering him in an unavoidable way.

Want to rely on nightmares to scare my heart to stop beating?

Klein thought and responded.

This was his dream. When he was awake, he could simulate anything!

So, a pure, dazzling golden sun appeared on the spot, and the bright and scorching flames instantly ignited everything around.

Klein imagined the scene when he saw the "Eternal Sun" in the "Dream Divination"!

Almost at the same time, he left the dream and heard a muffled groan.

Mr. Z took a step back, with two streaks of blood flowing from the tip of his nose.

The surface of the robe made of flesh and blood slowly flowed, as if it had melted.

Snap!

Klein snapped his fingers and set the trees thirty or forty meters away on fire.

The weeds that had long been withered and yellowed at his feet burned, and flames rose up and wrapped around his body.

Mr. Z condensed a crystal cold and weightless ice spear in his hand and threw it at the burning trees dozens of meters away.

As soon as Klein jumped out of the fire, the dreamy transparent tip of the spear was reflected in his pupils.

The tip of the spear became larger and clearer, filling his entire pupil.

Klein suddenly pounced sideways, and his body was covered with a thin layer of white frost.

The transparent spear immediately extinguished the flames, and the thick ice layer spread rapidly around, and it was about to contain Klein.

Klein, who was in mid-air, suddenly shrank into a ball, half-turned his body, and turned his head downward.

He stretched out his left hand, pressed lightly on the ice, and soared into the air again, leaving the cold realm, but the surface skin of his palm was frozen at the contact point, and it was torn off with a swishing sound.

Rolling to his feet, Klein reached into his pocket and pulled out the homemade "Sleeping Charm".

Just as he opened his mouth and was about to spit out the opening spell, his nose suddenly itched and he sneezed.

A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!

He had a headache and a fever, and sneezed continuously, and he had no power to fight back.

Sick?

Infected with a disease?

As soon as Klein had an epiphany, he felt countless invisible silk threads rolling over, wrapping himself into a mummy in a sense.

He was not unfamiliar with similar experiences, and he knew that this was the extraordinary ability of the "Witch of Joy".

At the beginning, he relied on the use of the talisman to make both the enemy and us fall into sleep at the same time, and then relied on his own special ability to get rid of control, but now, Mr. Z kept a distance of about 20 meters.

On the other side, in a hidden place, a beautiful lady was quietly watching the scene.

"It seems that Klein is still okay!"

Olivia nodded.

That's right, this person is Olivia who used the scepter to find Klein, but she didn't act so quickly, but observed here silently.

However, now she moved her eyes to Mr. Z, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Here, Klein is no longer just a "clown", his fingers that can still move snapped and made a crisp sound!

In a flash, all the "spider silk" around him was ignited, as if it turned into a giant torch.

Klein just jumped out of the red, and began to sneeze again, accompanied by violent coughing, and many extraordinary abilities that wanted to be used were interrupted by themselves.

At this time, the feminine softness on Mr. Z's face disappeared, and a bit of high and mighty majesty was added.

He stretched out his right hand and gently grasped it, and Klein immediately had a premonition that if he ran away, he would only spin in place.

Mr. Z, wearing a blood-red robe, showed a cruel smile, and a transparent and illusory ancient book appeared in front of him.

A distant voice sounded:

"I came, I saw, and I recorded."

A sneeze! Cough! Cough!

Klein wanted to dodge, but he was powerless. At this moment, he felt the power of the "Shepherd" as never before. He was worthy of being the most comprehensive and strongest extraordinary person under the demigod! Even if he was not prepared and many magical items could not be used, being pressed into this state and having no power to fight back was enough to explain many problems.

A sneeze! A sneeze! Cough! Cough!

Facing the fatal attack that Mr. A was about to launch, Klein was infected with a disease, had a headache and a fever, and had difficulty controlling the flame and jumping.

At this time, he couldn't even make an air bomb.

The fear of the unknown outcome occupied his mind. The dangerous premonition from the "clown" made him "see" himself suddenly split and disintegrated into the smallest light particles, and perhaps there would be no chance of resurrection.

In an instant, Klein reached into his pocket and grabbed an item.

This was the plan he had considered in advance, for the most dangerous situations!

No matter how rushed it was, the "magician" was prepared and would not panic in the battle.

Olivia's eyes were getting more and more confused. She didn't know why the more she looked, the more confused she felt.

The more he looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him was Mr. A of the Aurora Society, not some Mr. Z.

As for why she had this idea, it was because she saw the extraordinary ability used by Mr. Z.

Although the extraordinary abilities of extraordinary people of the same path and sequence are basically the same, that is only for ordinary extraordinary paths, and the shepherd path is not included here.

You must know that the souls shepherded by the shepherd paths are different!

But now Olivia saw that Mr. Z and Mr. A actually shepherded the same soul.

Intuition told Olivia that there must be something wrong here.

Klein took out the Azik copper whistle, put it to his mouth, and blew it hard amid the sneezes and coughs!

Without any pre-movement, he saw through his spiritual vision that the bones gushed out like a fountain, and quickly outlined a huge messenger with dark flames burning in the eye sockets.

At this time, the book in front of Mr. A also stopped turning, and the distant voice stopped abruptly.

A burst of green light gushed out, and the nearly four-meter-high bone messenger suddenly cracked, splitting into countless pure light points.

Behind it, the power that had forced Klein to spin in place collapsed first, and the figure in the black double-breasted long dress was immediately shrouded, turning into a statue made of yellow sand, and was blown away by the wind.

But what was scattered were white spots, like shredded paper.

Klein's figure appeared on the other side, half-kneeling on the ground, coughing loudly and uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the skeleton messenger blocking him first, he wouldn't have had time to suppress the disease for a short time and use the paper man as a substitute!

After all this tossing, his disease became more serious, and he almost lost the ability to resist.