10 o'clock in the evening, in the alley behind the Brave Bar.

Klein, who was wearing a black double-breasted frock coat and a top hat of the same color, simply walked around here and strolled to the nearest street like he did last time.

As soon as he walked out of the alley, a carriage stopped in front of him, and behind the glass window were Maric's brown eyes that always suppressed malice.

Klein lowered his top hat and climbed onto the carriage calmly, holding his sturdy cane. It was as if he had waved to stop the carriage himself.

He sat down and adjusted his tie, like a gentleman on his way to a banquet.

"This kind of attire is not suitable for fighting." Maric, who was wearing a white shirt, black vest, and tight pants, looked him up and down and pinched his suddenly frowned brows.

It was clear that he still had some doubts about Klein's ability, but he chose to trust Sharon.

Klein smiled lightly and said:

"You and I have different extraordinary abilities and fighting styles. This kind of clothing will not cause any negative effects. It is even very suitable for me. For example, it has many pockets, and different items can be placed in different places to avoid taking the wrong items when in a hurry and burying my life in a ridiculous mistake."

As he spoke, he took out the remaining three sedatives from a secret bag he had sewn - special sedatives prepared by the "pharmacist"!

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure quickly appeared next to the other car window.

A figure wearing a black court dress and a small soft hat.

This is none other than the Sequence 5 warrior from the alien path, the “Ghost” Sharon.

"You've explained too much." Sharon looked at Klein with her azure eyes and said in an erratic tone, "It's not natural enough."

...I just want to gradually get into the performance state... Klein laughed dryly and responded:

"Maybe because I'm a little nervous."

Without waiting for Sharon to speak again, he handed the three sedatives to Maric:

"Drink it yourself when you get a chance."

"I believe you are more experienced than me. You will not drink too early, too late, too little or too much."

Maric looked at the sealed and transparent glass test tube, shook the liquid inside gently and said:

"Two and a half. If there are more, I will be really calm and won't want to do anything for a short period of time."

"Very good." Klein praised and turned to look at Sharon. "Have you decided on the ambush location?"

Sharon nodded slightly and said:

"We're on our way there."

She did not directly reveal the scheduled battle location to Klein.

Very cautious, very careful... Klein thought for a moment and asked:

"Will you be harmed by the purification?"

"The zombies do, and so do I when I become a spirit." Sharon answered very concisely.

In other words, when a Sequence 5 “ghost” is still in a physical state, it is difficult for purification to be effective... Klein asked thoughtfully:

"What about exorcism?"

"What about demon hunting?"

Because they were dealing with a strong man from the same path, Sharon did not hide anything:

"Hunting demons will cause harm to our bodies, and exorcism can harm both the body and the spirit, but neither is fatal enough."

Klein smiled and exhaled:

"I see."

He thought for a moment, then asked carefully:

"Do you feel the power of purification and exorcism now?"

"No." Maric answered hoarsely beside him.

Very good. The spiritual cage that evolved from the spiritual wall can indeed isolate the influence of the "Sun Brooch". However, I am so hot... Klein sighed secretly and confirmed:

"Besides the Crimson Moon Crown, do 'Ghost' Steve, 'Zombie' Jason, and 'Werewolf' Tyr have any other magical items or extraordinary weapons?"

"We don't know." Maric pinched his brows again, looking a little annoyed.

With the war approaching, it is inevitable that he will have some emotional fluctuations as he has already suppressed his malice and desires.

Sharon listened quietly and replied calmly:

"Under the influence of the Crimson Moon Corona, Jason and Tyr will be in a relatively crazy state."

"Even if they have magical items, they don't have the sense to use them."

"Unless it's passive," Maric added, "For Werewolf, the claws are his extraordinary weapons. This is true for me, Tyr, and Jason. They can cut through steel and are poisonous."

Klein's eyes turned slightly and he nodded:

"Okay, I have no more questions."

In the night when there were few passers-by, the carriage was running fast, and its wheels occasionally ran over puddles, splashing tiny stains.

After about ten minutes, Maric asked the zombie driving the car to pull the reins.

Klein looked out the glass window and saw a dark and layered area of ​​a dilapidated building. Not far away, he could hear the sound of running water.

"This is the West Balam Dockyard that has been abandoned for a year and is about to be renovated. Our planned ambush location is in its warehouse area." Maric began to introduce.

The abandoned West Balam Dockyard... If something unexpected happens, the Tussock River is the best escape route... According to my previous survey, about 2 kilometers northwest of here, there is a "Lever Church" belonging to the god of steam and machinery... Klein quickly recalled the surrounding situation.

He got off the carriage, tidied his clothes leisurely, took his cane, and followed Sharon and Maric into the dock that was about to be renovated.

After walking for about five or six minutes, they came to an open space surrounded by several warehouses.

The soil here is dark brown, with dead weeds lying everywhere, and a wooden box quietly placed in a secluded and dim corner.

"That's the explosive you wanted." Maric pointed.

Klein nodded and said:

"Aren't you afraid that some homeless person might steal it?"

"My zombies are sleeping underground here. If anyone enters, they will scare them away." Maric pointed to several places and said, "Avoid them when you bury the bomb."

“No problem.” Klein chuckled and nodded, then asked, “Will my use of purification and exorcism abilities hurt your little guys now?”

"No, they are like dead bodies in their sleeping state, and there is also thick soil blocking them." Maric gave an affirmative answer.

Sharon looked around and said, for once, "I'm not going to say much.

"You make your preparations here, and we will lure the enemy over here."

"This won't take more than thirty minutes, so take your time."

"After you have made your preparations, hide in a random warehouse. Don't rush to attack. Be patient."

"No matter how dangerous the situation is, you should treat it as normal."

"When I become weak and the Crimson Moon Crown appears, you can use that 'eye' to find Steve and launch a surprise attack on him. I will also use my magical items to cooperate with you."

Klein listened carefully and chuckled, saying:

"It's a simple plan."

"The simpler the plan, the more effective it is," Sharon responded calmly.

Maliqi pinched his forehead, shook his head and said:

"Steve is not a stupid guy, and a complex plan can go completely bankrupt if there is even a single problem."

After the exchange, Sharon disappeared instantly, and Maric quickly left the dock.

After watching them leave, Klein took out a small square iron box from his pocket. On top of it was a layer of spiritual "film". This was the "spiritual cage" that evolved from the "spiritual wall".

It can isolate certain magical items from the outside world to a certain extent, but it cannot improve the negative effects on the holder.

Of course, seals that are too powerful or too strange are definitely not something that the "Spiritual Cage" can deal with. They require a special corresponding sealing environment.

There were four warehouses, all overgrown with weeds, and the ground was a little muddy due to the previous rain... Klein pulled out a piece of paper and shook it casually.

Bang!

The piece of paper quickly became taut and hard as iron.

Klein held the note in his hand and quickly dug a shallow hole in the middle of the clearing. He buried the small square iron box in it, with only a thin layer of soil separating it from the outside world.

Then he took out sticks of explosives from the wooden box and buried them in different corners and warehouses.

He buried the last few remaining ones near the center.

After doing all this, he took out his revolver and adjusted the ratio of the bullets again, 3 for "purification" and 2 for "exorcism".

After stuffing the revolver into the gun bag under his armpit, Klein straightened his clothes and came to the gap between two warehouses. He threw a paper man there and onto the buried bomb.

He looked around again, then took out another square iron box, removed the "spiritual cage" outside, took out the dark golden brooch in the shape of a sunbird, and solemnly put it on his left chest.

Huh… Klein exhaled, left here, walked around outside, threw away some inconspicuous things, and set fire to the used note.

After returning, he climbed to the top of a warehouse and hid in the shadows.

After counting and confirming the various spells, hydrosols, and herbal powders, Klein touched the iron cigarette box and snapped his fingers.

The paper man he had thrown between the two warehouses suddenly stood up and turned into a gentleman wearing a black double-breasted frock coat, a half-high silk hat, and holding a sturdy cane.

This gentleman's location is quite remote and hidden, and it is difficult for people coming in from outside to see it.

With it replacing him, Klein's figure completely disappeared from the spot.

However, his vision was not affected in any way, and he could clearly see the road leading to the open space.

Even though he was well prepared and had experienced many battles, Klein was still a little scared and nervous at this moment.

Even the best performance can be seen through!

Moreover, the opponent was a Sequence 5 warrior holding a magical item! There was also a Sequence 6 and a Sequence 7!

"Is this the state every magician is in before going on stage?" Klein took a breath silently, suppressing all the emotions in his heart and the heat in his body.

Tonight, the crimson moon was always hidden by clouds, leaving only a tiny glimmer of light in the clearing.

Not long after, Klein saw three figures approaching at an extremely fast speed.

One in front, one in the middle, and one behind!

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