Chapter 370 Miracle
In just one hour this afternoon, Klein had been dragged by Mr. Azik into a colorful, illusory world for the third time. He held Angel, who had lost her body temperature, tightly in his arms, his eyes subconsciously watching the rapidly receding scene around him.
Black Palm Street... Dharavi Street... Backlund Bridge in the distance. So, it seems Mr. Azik can fly across the entire city of Backlund in about two minutes...
If he had found me faster, had he reached the East District faster, would there have been a chance...
No!
Klein's somewhat sluggish brain finally reacted and he immediately suppressed the dangerous thought.
In order to divert attention, he asked in a hoarse voice:
"Mr. Azik, our presence in Backlund now will attract the attention of... Ince Zangwill and his '0-08'?"
Azik held Klein's arm with one hand and held the Beyonder characteristic he had just picked up with the other. He glanced slightly sideways upon hearing this, and then looked forward.
"In the battle just now, he was seriously injured, and the Level 0 Seal Artifact also consumed most of its power. By now, he should have left Backlund to avoid the subsequent official Beyonder investigation and attempt to recover from his injuries.
"You won't be in danger in Backlund for a week, but it's best to leave after that. He'll definitely try to find my whereabouts through you and take revenge on you."
He answered in a calm and confident tone, just like answering a student's question in class.
This steadiness also infected Klein, causing a slight ripple on his numb face. After a moment, he nodded and said:
"That's enough... It's right in front, on Minsk Street, the two-story building."
The next moment, he appeared in the bedroom on the second floor of his house. The rich red, yellow and other oil paints around him faded, and the afternoon sun shone into the room through the window. Everything was just as it was when he left in the morning.
Only she was different from when she left yesterday...
Klein slowly walked to the bed, gently laid Angel flat on the bed, and carefully wiped the dust off her face with his hands. Suddenly, he felt a little sore in his eyes, and wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands covered with dirt.
The foreign sensation of the dirt irritating his eyes made him feel as if he were back in the Raphael Cemetery in Tingen City, back to the night he had crawled out of his grave and seen another tombstone beside him...
He twitched his lips in self-mockery, but ultimately failed to force a smile.
After standing by the bed for a while, Klein turned around and looked at Azik, who had been waiting nearby. The latter was holding the dark green, crystal-clear crystal between two fingers, frowning as he examined it.
"This should be her... extracted Beyonder characteristic of the Witch of Pain. I'll leave it to you for safekeeping." Noticing Klein's gaze, he raised his head and handed over the crystal. "But it's a little strange. It seems to be a contaminated Beyonder characteristic. But after extraction, the contamination was separated, leaving only pure Beyonder power. It's even more condensed than what we usually see."
"Extraordinary Characteristics..."
The implications of the Beyonder characteristics sank Klein's original hope of a one-in-a-million chance of success into the abyss. He felt a renewed pain in his chest, as if a blunt knife was constantly stirring it.
The fact that her characteristics were once contaminated meant that Angel had lost control before her death. The "Witch of Pain" of Sequence 5 meant that she was promoted to the next sequence before she completely digested the potion.
Was it to increase the chances of victory before the battle? Or was it to put an end to this smog?
In terms of results, she did succeed, but the price was...
Klein didn't dare to think about it. He reached out to take the "pain" and carefully put it into the cigarette box he was carrying. Then he turned back to look at Angel who was lying quietly.
"I'll be waiting for you in the living room downstairs. I can stay in Backlund for a while before being discovered by the Church of Evernight's trackers. If you need to go somewhere else, I can give you a ride."
Seeing that Klein stopped talking, Azik tightened his windbreaker and left the bedroom.
Thanks……
Klein silently thanked the other party for leaving him enough private space. He slowly walked to the bed and sat down, so that his eyes were level with the lying Angel.
Looking closely at the face that had recently become familiar again, to the point of being somewhat dull, as if it had become a part of his life, Klein slowly reached out and stroked her slightly cold cheek.
"I never thought that the things I said in the cemetery last time, the things you never got the chance to hear, would give you another chance this time..." He felt his vision blurred by tears, and Angel's face in his eyes was shaking. He quickly blinked and squeezed out the tears. "This time, we really are going to Dixie Bay. I have quite a bit of money left after my promotion, enough to buy a house."
The emotions that had been numb since he found Angel in the East District finally recovered. The tears that kept flowing from his eyes flowed down his face to his chin. He hurriedly wiped them with his sleeves, but found that his wet coat had not been changed yet, so the more he wiped, the dirtier it became, making his whole face feel wet.
"I might stay there for a year, or even longer, to see the sea with you and enjoy the scenery throughout the four seasons..." Klein simply gave up wiping his tears, sniffed, and continued, "If you don't like Disi Bay, we can go to the north of Feysac. Mr. Azik said there are many seals there..."
He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and couldn't help rubbing the corners of his eyes with his hands.
"Disi Bay?"
The heavenly sound that came to his ears stunned Klein.
"ah?"
He squeezed out an unformed question from his throat and looked at the pair of purple eyes that had reopened with doubt.
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"This is what happened. I lost consciousness in that dark street and woke up here."
Angel, Klein, and Azik sat around the coffee table in the living room, discussing what had happened today.
After arriving at the familiar living room, she unceremoniously occupied her own single sofa, while Azik sat cross-legged on another sofa, leaving Klein with no choice but to drag over an armchair and sit next to Angel.
Ever since he left the bedroom and went downstairs, he had a faint smile on his face, which made Angel look at him from time to time, feeling confused.
I definitely saw the red circles under his eyes when I woke up, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye. Could it be the ability of the "Faceless Man"... Angel frowned and turned his gaze to Klein again.
He hadn't cried, had he? And when I woke up, I heard words like "Disi Bay" and "Feysac's seal." Was he talking to me?
Angel was feeling a bit confused, and had a vague idea in mind. However, Mr. Azik, who was sitting opposite her, was looking back and forth between her and Klein with great interest, causing her to quickly put away these strange thoughts.
The most important thing at this moment was to exchange information, and all other doubts could be put aside. This was because Azik believed that as a Beyonder on the "Death God" path, he had been targeted by certain powerful beings in the Church of Evernight, so he would leave Backlund as soon as possible to prevent those around him from being affected.
Klein's true identity shouldn't have been exposed, but "Sherlock Moriarty" had undoubtedly been caught in the sights of Ince Zangwill and his Sealed Artifact "0-08." Within a few days, he would return to Backlund after regaining his strength and attempt revenge on this "supporting character" who had disrupted his plans. Therefore, he needed to leave the city as soon as possible and take shelter for a while.
Therefore, efficient communication and quick decision-making are what are most needed at this time.
As for Angel himself...
Her resurrection this time was similar to her time in Tingen. There was no clue at all. Even Azik, a High-Sequence Beyonder, didn't notice anything unusual. When he left the bedroom, Angel was still a corpse. A few minutes later, Klein led her down the stairs to the living room.
"Even though I've recovered some of my memories, this method of 'resurrection' is unheard of..."
This "immortal" who claimed to have entered the coffin many times and woken up again said so.
"The dark streets, distant volcanoes, and shattered moon you described, from a mystical perspective, all signify some kind of 'end' or 'death'. They're probably not some place in the real world."
"Could it be the underworld where one goes after death?"
Angel asked back in confusion.
"No, the underworld is not what you describe."
Azik shook his head and spoke with certainty, as if he had seen the underworld before.
"And you've also developed Beyonder characteristics... Are you still a Beyonder now?"
Klein poured out the "Witch of Pain"'s characteristics from the cigarette box, watched it rolling on the coffee table, and suddenly asked.
The dark green crystal that was about to roll to the edge of the table suddenly stopped moving, and then was suspended by an invisible force, slowly flying towards Angel and landing in her palm.
"This is the strangest thing. I am still the 'Pleasure Witch'..."
Angel said with a bewildered look after dispersing the invisible spider silk and holding the extraordinary characteristics of the "Witch of Pain" in his hand.
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