Mystery: The Last God’s Path

In the early morning, Klein locked the bedroom, jumped from the second floor, and stood firm.

The carriage of the Nighthawks team was already parked opposite, waiting for him.

Without any extra communication, they quickly arrived at the Tingen City Lunatic Asylum in the North District. According to the prompt, he came to the corner of the wall without street lights and saw Al Hasson who had been waiting for a long time.

Apparently, he had not left the vicinity of the insane asylum since the afternoon surveillance.

"Let's go in." Al Hassen nodded lightly and said, "I've confirmed that there is no one around here."

"Okay." Klein quickly approached.

Going in... As a 'clown', entering a lunatic asylum... This reminds me of a famous saying: It's like going home... Klein covered his face in his heart.

He followed Al Hasson closely, and with the help of some protrusions on the wall, he turned into the madhouse lightly and quickly, and his movements were very agile.

Alhasson glanced back and nodded lightly in recognition.

The two passed through the shadows and secluded places, entered the third floor of the insane asylum unnoticed, and came to Hood Eugen's room somewhere on the top floor.

Because Hood Eugen has a certain aggressiveness after going crazy, he was placed in a single room, and the monitoring of the Nighthawks during this period did not do anything, and secretly copied a key.

Click!

With the slight sound of the door opening, Alhasson entered first, and Klein's eyes went beyond his figure to see the person sitting on the thin sheet.

Hood Eugen had a slender face, sunken eye sockets, and messy blond hair.

At this moment, he looked at the window with the iron railings with his grey-blue eyes, at the crimson moon in the sky.

Klein closed the door gently, thinking of something, suddenly laughed, and asked casually:

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Al Hasson was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Klein suddenly said such a sentence, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Only then did Klein remember that Al Hasson didn't know about the 'acting method', so he was careless and explained solemnly:

"It's a pre-psychic method that pulls in the relationship and makes the channeling easier."

Al Hasson looked stunned, nodded, and praised Klein with his eyes.

In fact, I made it up... Klein turned his eyes away, not daring to confront Al Hasson.

At this time, Hood Eugen also turned his head, looked at Klein, and said with a smirk:

"I'm waiting for my cake."

Waiting for the cake? This is really beyond my imagination... Uh, but he's a mental patient, if I guessed... Klein hurriedly interrupted the thoughts in his mind, maintaining a leisurely smile, as if he was chatting with a friend. road:

"Who's going to give you a cake?"

When Al Hassen saw this scene, he was extremely convinced of what Klein had just said.

Hood Eugen's expression suddenly collapsed, his face became more and more slender, and he said in a mourning:

"No, no cake...no cake!"

"You stole my cake!"

His voice was suddenly high, and his eyes widened at Klein.

Before Klein could figure out how to answer, he gave a sudden 'wang' and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Immediately after, he jumped off the bed with a quarrel, approached Klein in one step, reached forward with both hands, tried to grab Klein's shoulders, then dragged the target in front of him and bit down hard.

Faced with this sudden attack, although Klein was a little flustered, he responded in time. He instantly bent his knees and squatted down. At the same time, he turned his waist and raised his left arm.

boom!

He bumped his elbow into Hood Eugen's abdomen, causing the opponent's eyes to turn white, and more saliva flowed out of his mouth.

But Hood Eugen didn't stop. He fell down and opened his arms to hug the target tightly. Klein tilted his body and rolled out to the side, as familiar as if he had practiced it hundreds of times. Same.

He propped up his right hand and stood up with a backflip, intending to switch from defense to attack, Meng pounced on it, and subdued his opponent.

At this moment, he saw Hood Eugen standing there stupidly, his eyes out of focus, empty and blank.

... Klein was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to the corner of the wall, only to see Deacon Al Hassen in a black trench coat clasping his hands and lowering his head.

Deacon Hassan dragged Hood Eugen into the dream... I hope to find something related to the descendants of the evil **** in the dream, otherwise, I can only try to psychic... Well, if I psychic it, I can't find anything. , or pretend to be psychic.

In short, we must let the Nighthawks know about the offspring of the Heretic God... Klein took a deep breath, seized this opportunity, pulled out a ritual silver dagger that could not hurt anyone, and used it to create a wall of spirituality, blocking this order. people ward.

Immediately, he took out three candles doped with mint, and prepared to set up the altar of the psychic ritual.

...

At this time, in the dream, Al Hasson looked at the scene in front of him in horror:

I saw that the originally clear dream world was suddenly distorted, and the light and shadow changed rapidly, condensing a gloomy, terrifying, and dark altar.

On the altar, there is a cross, a huge cross, a cross that fills the sky!

There seemed to be something hanging upside down on the cross, and at the bottom was a heap of indistinct objects.

The light and shadow wriggled, and Al Hasson could see the blurry thing clearly. It was a naked man with his arms outstretched, his feet on top, his head hanging like a pendant, and his body had blood stains one after another. There were black nails on him.

As soon as he saw such a picture clearly, Al Hasson felt like he was hit hard, as if he was caught in a chaotic thinking storm.

Countless glimmers of light came oncoming, and millions of people uttered all kinds of babbling chaos into their ears at the same time. The babble was very confusing and illogical. Some were praising the elegance of women, and some were talking about the smoothness of the toilet. Some cry, some revel...

Unlike Klein, who was trained by terrifying ravings and terrifying roars every time he entered Origin Castle, Al Hassen fainted instantly.

...

In reality, Klein also discovered the abnormality long ago. Hood Eugen was trembling and roaring like a beast.

At the same time, he saw Deacon Al Hasson swaying constantly, his face turned pale, and his entire face was tightly wrinkled, as if he was suffering great pain.

Seeing this scene, Klein knew that he probably didn't need to channel himself!

He quickly raised his hand, reached under his arm, and took out his revolver, which already contained five silver-white demon hunting bullets.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a 'thump' sound, and Al Hasson suddenly fell to the ground in a coma.

In an instant, he saw black scales grow on Hood Eugen's face, and his blank pupils stood up, becoming extremely cold and ruthless.

He is out of control! Klein's pupils shrank, and he reacted instantly. He raised the revolver in his hand and pressed it against the opponent's head.

Bang bang bang bang!

Klein took five shots in a row, and instantly poured out all the bullets in the revolver.

Hood Eugen's head swelled, like a watermelon falling to the ground from a height, and a red and white rainstorm poured over every corner of the room.

Hood Eugen's headless body slowly fell softly.

He took care of Hood Eugen before he completely lost control!

However, he was only fifty centimeters away from each other, and his face was covered with blood and stains.

"Huh, it's really... thrilling." Klein let out a long breath. If Hood Eugen was completely out of control, he would definitely not be an opponent, and Al Hasson fell into a coma again, even if he was lucky enough to escape. , he also...

Klein hurriedly shook his head and threw out this terrifying thought. He looked down at the psychic ritual altar that had just been set up. The material on it was the same as himself, and his body was stained with blood.

"It can't be used!" Klein felt distressed, "It should be reimbursed."

But these are secondary now. The main thing is to check Al Hasson's situation. Klein came to squat beside Al Hasson, but fortunately he was still breathing.

"Fortunately, it should have been a huge shock to the spirit that led to the coma."

Klein flipped the mattress on the bed, spread out the neat side, and moved Al Hassen to the bed.

At this time, he looked at Hood Eugen's body again, and found that the headless body was actually a puddle of muddy flesh, covered with the hospital clothes of a lunatic asylum, and it seemed that even the most basic structure had been tragically damaged.

"This is out of control, it's really scary." Klein just sighed, and soon discovered that there were still a few intact things left in the corpse. One was the dozens of scales that shimmered with black light, but he was infected with it. A pale blue, crystalline heart.

The heart circulates this dreamy color, like a diamond receiving the light of the light.

It is sometimes quiet, sometimes manic, sometimes tense, sometimes chaotic.

"Hmm~ Extraordinary characteristics!" Klein already knew the functions of Extraordinary characteristics at this time, "It's a pity that Hood Eugen lost control, and the Beyonder characteristics left behind can only be made into Extraordinary items."

Klein took out the black glove and put it on his right palm, then squatted down and picked up the crystal heart.

"Ugh!" At this moment, Al Hasson woke up.

"Deacon Hassan, you're awake, are you alright?" Klein asked with concern.

Although he urgently wanted to confirm whether El Hassan had seen Hood Eugen and Lanvus conspiracy the birth of the descendant of the evil god, it was not the time yet.

Al Hassen's face was quite pale at this time, and his eyes were slightly cloudy, and he was a little dazed.

"It's okay, I saw something that I shouldn't have seen in Hood Eugen's dream just now."

After speaking, Al Hasson covered his head, as if something was piercing into his mind.

Seeing what you don't dare to see, could it be... Klein asked with concern as a night watchman: "Deacon Hassan, what did you see in your dream?"

Al Hasson didn't rush to answer Klein's question. He glanced around and saw Hood Eugen who had turned into a puddle of mud. He didn't seem to be surprised.

After a while, he frowned and recalled:

"I saw Lanvus, he found Hood Eugen and said to him:"

"Hood Eugen, this is the worst of times and the best of times. As long as we can seize the opportunity, we can also become the masters of the world and become truly immortals!"

"As long as you help, I will not only tell you how to master the power of the potion and avoid losing control, but also promise to give you a little bit of divinity in the future, immortal divinity!"

This, absolutely can't be wrong, Hood Eugen really participated in the matter of the descendants of the evil god... Klein asked at the right time:

"What kind of help does Lanvus want Hood Eugen to provide?"

Hearing Klein's question, Al Hassen sighed and shook his head:

"I also want to guide the dream to see what it is, but as soon as I do the guide, the dream is directly out of control."

Speaking of this, Al Hassen's voice suddenly became a little trembling, and his eyes showed fear and said:

"In the dream, a gloomy, terrifying, and dark altar suddenly condensed. On the altar, stood a cross, a huge cross, a cross that filled the sky! On this cross, black iron nails nailed a naked man. The man with his arms outstretched, his feet on top, his head hanging down like a pendant, and his body covered in blood stains."

"As soon as I saw such a picture, I fainted and left Hood Eugen's dream~www.wuxiaspot.com~ huge cross, upside-down, blood-stained man... Deacon Hassan, I doubt this It's the real creator! Especially at this time, it is also related to Lanvus, a member of the Aurora Society!" Klein pretended to speculate:

"Deacon Hassan, is it possible that Lan Erwus planned something directly related to the true creator, and what he used to tempt Hood Eugen is the so-called immortal divinity!"

"Also, could the altar you see be an altar that allows the true creator to descend? Or, even if it is not for him, it can descend the descendants of the evil god!"

Klein made a series of so-called guesses.

Al Hassen was a little confused by Klein's big speculation. He thought about Klein's so-called guess, but he felt a headache. He quickly covered his head and said:

"You have some truth in what you said. In short, this matter may be quite serious. We must re-investigate Lanvus and try to find some clues. Well, we will deal with the scene, cover up the traces here, and let everyone find Hood Ou The root is dead, but it is impossible to know who killed it, so that the Psychology Alchemy Association or the Beyonders who are watching the madhouse jump out, and they may find something."

"We will intervene in the previous 'fraud case' of Lan Erwus on the grounds that the investigation of the Aurora Society is to obtain clues, and cooperate with the 'Punisher' and 'Heart of Machinery', concentrate the power of Tingen City, and carefully investigate Lan Er People and things related to Uz, when necessary, ask the Diocese of Backlund and the Holy Church for assistance!"

After speaking, Al Hassen turned his head to the side, looked at Klein, covered his head and asked:

"Do you have anything to add?"

"Yes." Klein said solemnly, "Deacon Hassan, as far as I know, someone is pregnant with Lanvus's child. That person is called Megaos, who once asked me to do divination!"