Lord of the Mysteries

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The 12th!

That demon killer!

Seeing the moment when the body heard the sound, Kleingengan was upside down and knew that he had encountered something bad.

In his sight, the decoration of the living room is dominated by bright yellow and bright, and the coffee table, sofa and other things are not abnormal. Only the carpet is stained with bright red blood and slowly drenched.

The empty female body in the abdomen wound is flanked by a large black dog with a half-mouth, revealing a white tooth with a sharp tip and sharp trembling, and a rust on each tooth. The dark red marks, which seem to be the result of long-term eating of flesh and blood but not often cleaned up.

At this moment, the teeth of the large black dog are still wrapped around the **** small intestine, and the shredded raw meat is dotted.

Its head moved over, and the magma-like eyes reflected Klein, who was dressed as a worker, reflecting his disguised face.

"Hey!" A large black dog's throat made a demonstration of snoring.

Really an animal! It is the "demon" of Sequence 6, the "Devil" that is about to be promoted! And the preparations I made today are not aimed at it... Kline’s mind flashed so many thoughts in his mind.

Between Horan, the black dog's body swelled rapidly and became a monster with two or three meters high. Behind it, a pair of huge bat wings slowly opened, and there was a mysterious pattern of horns next to the ears. Growing up.

It is moist and shiny inside, jumping out of the red and blue flames, and the strong sulphur taste spreads out.

Almost at the same time, Klein squatted in the same place, and swung his cane without retreating. He rushed to the demon giant dog like a cannonball.

Sting!

The black demon giant dog swiftly swooped forward, and the claws of the thorny claws waved the afterimage, and they photographed Klein's body.

Silently, its claws penetrated the figure, just like penetrating the air!

Klein's figure was bleak and quickly transparent.

This is just a phantom!

It is the illusion that Klein created!

At this time, he himself had rolled over on the ground, approached the convex belly window, and then the left hand pressed one by one, the whole body vacated and slammed into the glass.

After identifying who the enemy is, he made up his mind and immediately ran away!

The demon giant dog saw it, and the magma-like eyes suddenly turned bright, and there seemed to be a burning flame in it.

It opened its mouth and filled the stench with a word full of filth, a word derived from the devil:

"dead!"

puff!

Klein's body suddenly stagnated, and the heart seemed to be caught by the invisible hand.

This figure, which solidified in the air, instantly became thinner and lighter, turning into a rough-cut paper man.

And this paper man is covered with red rust, mottled red rust!

In the two movements, Klein’s figure reappeared and smashed through the belly window and slammed into the streetside where the stone was cast. The paperworker slowly fell and burned with sulfur. flame.

The demon giant dog snorted and slammed again, and it jumped to the window sill.

And a group of blue red fireballs flew out of its mouth and rushed to the path of the enemy's escape.

As soon as Klein landed, he immediately took another roll, and the blue red fireball squatted beside it, but it did not explode immediately. It seemed to be affected by the invisible force, and it was slow.

Bang!

When Klein leaped out of the distance, the fireball swelled and smashed, breaking the surrounding slate.

Seeing the demon giant dog to chase, Klein opened his mouth in preparation.

He shouted at the scorpion:

"Killing!"

"Help!"

"Killing!"

"Help!"

The sound seemed to be attached with special effects, and it was far away in the quiet night, awakening the residents of the entire street and passing it into the ears of patrols across the street.

The demons of the demon giants slammed and stopped thinking. After thinking for a second, it returned to the room and began to clean up the scene.

The figure of Klein's mad rush disappeared in the cry of "killing" and "helping".

In a house next to it, in the fireplace that was extinguished early, the residual charcoal ignited and ignited an exaggerated flame.

Klein was like a magician, flashing in the flame, and leaping, he jumped out with a cane.

Then, he used the "master key" to open the door at the door, across the wall and quickly fleeing in the other direction.

"Call, at this time, there is no extraordinary power to call for help than to use the simulated pronunciation to shoot." Klein sighed, took out a bottle of Amanda pure dew, dropped a few drops on his body. .

Because the original race of the "devil" is a dog, he has to be wary of the smell of the other party's special ability to track this one!

Just like this, he had been wearing another cross street, and Klein paused and looked around.

Seeing that it was quieter and unaffected, he was busy walking to the street and hired a rental carriage.

When the carriage drove a long distance in the middle of the night, Klein really breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the "devil" would not catch up.

"Master key" is really weird... I am so lost to the scene of killing, use it later, be cautious and cautious... that is really the "devil" that animals become... its potions and formulas from Where is it coming from? Does it still have a human companion? How was the target of the serial killings selected?

Well, it is gratifying that after determining this point, it will be much harder to think about it again, and the probability of being caught will increase greatly...

One by one, one doubt and one doubt appeared in Kline's heart, and the carriage quickly ran on the wide and unmanned road, running between the gas lamps.

Suddenly, Klein’s heart moved, and a picture emerged in his mind:

A pea vine hangs down from the sky and interweaves into a dense forest road. The coachman does not know how to drive the carriage and continue to drive on those green plants.

not good!

Klein didn't hesitate, slammed into the window and jumped to the street.

boom! The carriage was shaking and he was bounced back.

At the same time, that root pea vine really hangs down!

Klein frowned and tried to manipulate the flame to ignite the carriage, but his fingers did not make any noise.

At this time, the surrounding area has become extremely quiet, and even the sound of the horseshoe stepping on the green plants and the wheels running fast has disappeared.

Klein tried to calm himself down. He looked out the window and saw that the carriage had traveled along the road woven with pea vines into the air.

This, this is not Beckland... He blinked his eyes.

At this time, the carriage stopped, and the window was a hammock-like seat in the middle of the pea vine.

A pair of feet in black leather boots fell from there, and a soft but emotion-free voice was introduced into Klein's ear:

"What were you doing?"

It was the woman in the museum... suspected of high sequence strong... She didn’t seem to recognize me. After all, I used to pretend to use Aziz’s copper whistle... She should have heard the cry for help... Klein’s Thoughts became very active at this moment.

He deliberately swallowed his mouth:

"I am a private detective. I am with a lot of friends and are investigating the recent serial killings."

“I have a magical item called ‘universal key’ that can open the door through the wall, but it will cause lost.”

"It is in this process that I directly hit the crime scene, because it is not an opponent, I can only run and call for help."

Every sentence I said was true... Klein silently added in his heart.

After he finished speaking, there was no response outside, but he felt that there was a line of sight that penetrated the carriage, penetrated the obstacle, and directly looked at the items carried on him.

Fortunately, I was on the safe side, leaving Azick copper whistle and bookmarks on the fog... At this moment, Klein was so lucky.

Caution and caution are really useful!

After the unspeakable extraordinarily hard silence, the soft but unfeeling female voice finally opened:

"The key has a certain curse, not a must, don't use it."

Her voice just fell, everything around her change, what pea vines, what forest road, what way to go to the air, all disappeared, the carriage is still driving on the street, driving between the elegant iron black gas street lights.

Klein kept his heart until the carriage arrived near the East, and he paid 8 Sule's fare.

- Under normal circumstances, the rental carriage will not enter any street in the Eastern District, because it is likely to be robbed.

In the one-bedroom room on Black Palm Street, Klein changed his clothes and went straight to sleep. He did not try to return to Minsk Street after the early hours of the morning. The 12th murder occurred. Beckland’s situation is definitely tighter. There are various types of checks.

He did not immediately go to the fog to study the secret of the "bookmark", acting as he described to the mysterious woman, just a low-sequence, some extraordinary detective.

"It’s really an accident tonight, it’s quite exciting. I just stole something... Well, most of the questions blame the ‘universal key’...” Klein ridiculed himself and soon entered the sleep.

The next morning, he breathed his nose and irritated his throat, and slowly returned home, taking the newspapers and letters in the letter box.

After opening the door, he spread the newspaper and found that the headline of the front page was not unexpected:

"12th!"

"The demon reappears, the police claim to have locked the murderer!"

......

As for the theft of the museum museum, only in the inconspicuous place, was mentioned, not even what was stolen.

The letter of the unpaid stamp sent with the newspaper was a water bill. Klein needed to pay it. He glanced at it and threw it on the coffee table. He returned to the second floor and took a bath.

When the mist filled the bathroom, he seized the opportunity and took four steps back into the fog.

In the unchanging old palace, Klein sat down and picked up the bookmark depicting the image of the Emperor Russell.

"It's not easy to get you!" He gently rubbed the hard paper surface and sighed silently.