Crack!

Klein saw that Isengard Stanton's back was obviously sunken, and he felt a dull pain in his spine.

With a thud, Isengard, who had already fallen forward, fell to the ground and seemed to lose consciousness in an instant due to the pain.

Kaslana, who had thrown that punch, stood there, panting with a blank look in her eyes, her forehead covered in sweat, and she did not launch any follow-up attacks.

She seemed to have just woken up from a long nightmare caused by emotions, and all the strength in her body had been completely lost in the previous outburst.

Huh, huh, Kaslana's body was shaking and she was about to fall down.

Klein narrowed his eyes, rushed forward in two steps, and rushed to the side of Isengard Stanton.

He half squatted down and tried to support the other person.

Isengard, who was lying there, cried out in pain:

“Run away!

"Leave me alone!"

Obviously, he didn't think that the trio, one of whom was seriously injured and the other had lost their power, could hold back the "** Apostle" in an instant, so he asked Klein to flee immediately and meet up with the official Beyonder, otherwise all three of them would die here.

At the same time, Isengard raised his right hand with difficulty and tried to use some extraordinary abilities to the outside, so as to make the official extraordinary people who were a little further away notice the abnormality inside.

As for the miniature "telegraph" with a loudspeaker, it had already flown to the wall when Isengard fell to the ground.

Klein showed hesitation on his face. Just as he was about to make a decision, he saw sticky black "liquid" flowing down from the ceiling and quickly condensing into a dark figure.

The figure seemed to be completely wrapped in black curtains, with only a pair of cold blue eyes exposed.

As soon as he saw him, Klein seemed to see the strongest emotions and desires of living beings:

Fear, anger, greed, jealousy, hunger, lust, and so on and so forth.

The "Apostle" did not waste the situation he had worked so hard to create and entered the living room immediately.

At this time, among the three detectives, Kaslana collapsed due to an emotional outburst, and Isengard Stanton suffered a serious spinal injury and basically lost his combat power. Only Klein was intact.

However, except for the revolver and extraordinary bullets, all his magical items are above the gray fog, and opposite him is a Sequence 5 "**Apostle", a strong man who has the ability to cultivate demon dogs!

At this moment, the corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly.

He placed his right hand on the wound on Isengard's back and suddenly wiped it, causing the obvious dent to strangely move to the side, to a rib!

The most amazing ability of the magician:

"Damage transfer"!

It can transfer the wound to one's own body once, turning a serious injury into a minor one, but it cannot transfer the damage to other people or objects!

As soon as Klein saw Isengard Stanton injured, he had already thought of the follow-up countermeasures:

First, he pretended that there was no way out and let the "** Apostle" show up. Then, he transferred the wounds of the great detective, leaving him with only minor injuries such as broken ribs. At this time, Klein believed that Isengard would deal with the "** Apostle" at the same time. This was the most instinctive death struggle of mankind.

In this way, even if the "**Apostle" discovered that something was wrong, it would be too late to break away from the situation. Once Klein completed the "treatment" and teamed up with the Great Detective, he would be able to entangle the target and delay until the official Beyonder arrived!

Almost at the same time, the surface of Isengard's ring, which was originally pointing outward, began to glow with vibrant green. His body was quickly enveloped by a faint light, and his wounds healed rapidly.

His broken ribs healed instantly.

The pain that the great detective just felt was real, but the feeling of being helpless was fake!

However, this overlapped with Crane's help.

The "Apostle" who was about to take action saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened and his body stopped abruptly.

Not being harassed, he immediately turned around and ran to the window.

During this process, his body quickly collapsed and turned into a sticky black liquid.

The liquid seeped into the ground, soaked into the walls, and disappeared in an instant.

Klein raised his right hand only enough time to snap his fingers.

The air bullet passed through the open window and shot out, sending sparks flying everywhere, but the "Apostle" had completely disappeared.

You're running so fast, without any hesitation... Are you still a devil?... This will cause big trouble later... Klein twitched his lips and turned to look at Isengard Stanton who stood up beside him.

The great detective happened to be looking at him.

"Can you treat it?"

"Can you treat it?"

They both spoke at the same time and asked the same question.

After looking at each other, Isengard shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"I never thought that it was a trap I set up that he escaped."

As he spoke, his ring emitted a faint light, and he looked around to confirm that the "** Apostle" had gone away.

Isengard immediately explained two sentences:

"I didn't have the chance to simulate a similar healing ability this afternoon. Later, I thought I could use this to set a trap and make the 'Apostle' show up because of my serious injury, so I deliberately bandaged the wound in an exaggerated way."

He pointed to the raised mark on his left arm near the shoulder.

“Sure enough, this came in handy, but I didn’t expect you to be able to handle serious injuries, and the result…” Isengard sighed softly.

As a result, both of them put "treating" their injuries first, and no one bothered with the "** Apostle", so that the other party would immediately run away as soon as they found something wrong.

Whether it was me or Stanton, we both had cards or arrangements that the "** Apostle" didn't know about, and we wanted to use them to trick him, but who knew that we would cancel each other out and let the target go... Is this what they call a positive plus a negative? Klein smiled helplessly:

"This is because we don't know each other well enough and don't cooperate well enough."

"No, it's my fault." Isengard said sincerely, "When I saw that you didn't run away or defend yourself, but came to help me, I should have inferred that you were not panicking, you had the confidence, and you had a way. Unfortunately, when I wore this ring, my brain was always in a high-load state, and it was difficult for me to think too much about extra things."

“2-081” This seal also has the effect of passively reducing intelligence... Klein smiled and said:

"Mr. Stanton, this is not the time to discuss who is responsible. The 'Apostle' has already escaped. We have to consider what to do next."

Isengard took off the ring and turned to the living room door and said:

"The official Beyonders are about to arrive. I'm going to go outside to appease Stuart and the others, and then discuss a solution. Do you want to join me, or do your own thing first?"

Official Beyonders... Mr. Stanton mentioned the Nighthawks, the Mechanical Heart, and the military before... I hope they are not acquaintances... Well, my spiritual intuition didn't warn me, so it shouldn't be... Mr. Stanton is giving me a chance to pack up and deal with sensitive items, so as to avoid being troubled by unfriendly official Beyonders... Many thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, and he asked thoughtfully:

"Mr. Stanton, where was the 'Apostle' when you found his location just now?"

Isengard thought for a moment and said:

"Your bedroom, sitting at your desk."

...So arrogant... Klein pointed outside the door and said:

“I went there to check and see if there were any traces left.

"If we can understand the true appearance of the '** Apostle', it will be much easier to hunt him down.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

"Okay." Isengard walked to the side and helped up the weak Kaslana.

Seeing this scene, Klein suddenly felt it was funny:

We discussed so much, made preparations, and laid traps, but we still failed to stop the "Apostle" and ended up like this... There are always more accidents than preparations... So the "Magician" is only Sequence 7...

After leaving the room, Klein went straight to the second floor and walked into his bedroom.

The layout inside hadn't changed at all, even the distance between the chairs and the table was the same as before, but Klein seemed to see a figure wrapped in pitch-black.

He sat there, looking straight ahead, patiently and calmly waiting for his opportunity.

As expected of a “cold-blooded person”… Klein looked at the glass of the bay window, wondering if he could divine what it had reflected.

The "demon" path is very good at committing crimes, so it shouldn't be easy to leave clues... But you can try above the gray fog... Klein checked around and began to burn some of his casual mystic notes.

Not long after he finished dealing with it, he saw several strangers coming up to the second floor.

The leader was a man with a tough face, but with fluffy, messy, and stubborn brown hair.

In his hand he held an ancient silver mirror with a strange pattern, and on both sides of the mirror were black gems decorated as "eyes".

"Hello, Mr. Moriarty, I am Ikanser Bernard from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. Can I check this place?"

Klein nodded and said:

"No problem."

He immediately said politely:

"Do you need me to stay by your side and answer some questions at any time?"

"Okay, thank you for your help. Mr. Stanton has mentioned your situation." Ikanser said with a smile.

Several team members followed behind him, and their attitudes toward Klein varied. Some ignored him, some were curious, and some were quite hostile.

My situation? How did Mr. Stanton introduce me? What kind of story did he make up? Klein's thoughts raced as he followed Ikanser into the bedroom again. The other official Beyonders were divided into groups of two, responsible for different areas on the second floor.

"Is this where the '** Apostle' sat?" Ikanser pointed at the chair in front of the desk.

He had apparently asked Isengard Stanton.

“Yes.” Klein answered frankly.

Ikanser said nothing more, picked up the silver mirror, and stroked the surface three times with his right hand.

After a slight pause, he said in a deep voice:

"Respected Arrodes, my question is, what did the demon sitting here look like?"

The lights around suddenly became deeper, as if tinged with the mist after the rain, and a strange light flashed on the surface of the silver mirror, bringing together a scene:

A person covered in sticky black "liquid" sat on a chair, with his back to the window and facing the bed.

Then, the scene changed, and the dressing mirror in the corner of the room vaguely reflected the profile of the black shadow, a profile that was also obscured by "darkness".

But some outlines can be vaguely seen.

The "Apostle" has high cheekbones and a pair of cold blue eyes.

PS: The problem is solved. It is indeed the fault of the stupid win10 system that randomly updates. I reset the system and found the wireless network card. However, my computer partition was also restored, and all the data was gone. Fortunately, I know how to search for partitions and restore data. Now remember to turn off automatic updates.

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