The first thing that caught Klein's eyes was the altar surrounded by layers of light and the tall, thin figure standing on the altar.
The figure took off his hood, revealing a beautiful and eerie face that looked like a female. His left chest, shoulder, abdomen, and thigh were covered with wriggling, sticky, and disgusting flesh.
All around him, the light layer was filled with illusory and transparent figures, overflowing with feelings of numbness, despair, pain, and depression.
Outside the altar, the four figures who had been praying earlier had fallen down. Their skin was dry and tightly wrapped around their bones, like corpses that had been weathered for many years.
Above the entire hall, rays of light penetrated the void and flew along the stone pillars, floor, and air covered with symbolic symbols and magical signs, and quickly fell into the altar.
As soon as Klein came out of hiding, Mr. A opened his eyes and looked towards where he was.
His pupils were stained blood red, and his indifference concealed extreme madness.
If it were any other Beyonder, they would have subconsciously turned their eyes away, not daring to look at him. But Klein had faced the Eternal Sun and seen the Blasphemer Amon, so he was not afraid. He calmly pulled the trigger, and a silver "Demon Hunter Bullet" engraved with many patterns shot out and rushed towards the altar.
Mr. A, who witnessed this scene, subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but finally stopped and watched indifferently as the silver bullet penetrated into the light layer around the altar.
Silently, the patterned "Monster Hunting Bullet" melted in the layers of light and disappeared, swallowed up by countless resentment and negative emotions.
Eventually, it completely disintegrated, leaving no trace.
Klein's eyes narrowed, and he fired all the remaining bullets in his revolver. The light golden "purification bullets" and the brass-colored "exorcism bullets" glowed with golden light, one after another, and penetrated into the light layer around the altar.
However, they also disintegrated and disappeared without creating any ripples.
Mr. A laughed hoarsely:
"It's useless, little reptile. The ceremony has officially begun. You can't break or interrupt it with your power. Even a Sequence 5 Beyonder can't do it!
"But you are also lucky. You will live to witness the coming of my Lord and merge into His body."
After saying this, Mr. A ignored Klein and closed his eyes again, as if the other party was indeed just a tiny insect.
The "shepherd" half-raised his hands, made an open-arms gesture, and shouted in ancient Hermetic language:
“The Lord who created everything;
"The Lord behind the veil of shadows; (Note 1)
"The fallen nature of all living beings.
“Your devout followers pray for your coming;
"I am willing to dedicate my body to serve as a vessel for your great will!"
As Mr. A prayed, a light suddenly descended from an unknown source above his head, completely covering him.
The resentment and accumulated negative emotions that turned into human figures around him rolled inward like a tide and poured into Mr. A's body.
Bang, bang, bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and manipulated the flames, trying his best to attack the altar, but they were still irresistibly decomposed, extinguished, and melted in the surrounding light layer, without any effect.
What should I do? My other magical items are all above the gray fog. If I want to take them out, I must perform a ritual first, which will waste at least one or two minutes, and my unprotected body will be very dangerous... What should I do? Klein stopped trying rationally and stood there, his thoughts racing.
Moreover, no matter the Sun Brooch, the Biotoxin Bottle, the Eye of All Black, or the "Black Emperor" card that only improves the status, it seems that they are unable to break through the barrier of the altar!
Could he only wait for Miss Justice to send reinforcements in time? Or could he watch helplessly as the True Creator descended? Klein was tense, his thoughts racing, and he was thinking quickly about what countermeasures he could come up with.
He filtered the items on his body one by one, and cold sweat broke out on his palms unconsciously.
Suddenly, he thought of something!
Without time to consider the consequences, he reached into his pocket and grabbed a metallic object.
Dengdengdeng!
Klein took a few steps forward, swung his arm vigorously, and threw the object in his palm towards the altar.
There was a flash of brass-colored light, and the object entered the layered layers of light.
It was a key of ancient shape.
That is the "Master Key".
Within the light layer, the brass-colored "master key" began to decompose and melt.
And when its outer shell disappears, the curse hidden inside is directly revealed, connecting Mr. "Door" to the unknown.
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In Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.
Audrey stood by the French window, looking into the distance anxiously.
She saw the fog in the sky gradually thickening, the light yellow turned into iron black, and slowly spread towards her direction.
"There's something wrong." Susie, the big golden retriever, squatted beside her, also looking at the usual smog.
Well, I hope I can stop it in time... Audrey didn't know what the mist meant. She just prayed silently in her heart to the Goddess and Mr. Fool, asking them not to let the Original Witch come.
Suddenly, she noticed that the branches outside the window began to shake and the glass vibrated slightly.
"The wind is coming..." Audrey felt inexplicably happy.
Holy Wind Cathedral, Cherwood District.
A terrifying storm suddenly appeared outside it that was visible to the naked eye, and then an unimaginable hurricane swelled towards the east.
Woo!
The accumulated mist was blown away, and the rich yellow and iron black quickly faded.
Woo!
Dry branches fell to the ground, dust and dirt rose into the air and drifted away with the fog.
Woo!
Many pedestrians' hats left their heads and their bodies swayed so much that they had to hold on to trees or walls.
The sailors on the docks seemed to be back in the port city, witnessing a typhoon.
The smoke in the East District and the factory area has become lighter, and the minor discomfort of healthy people has been alleviated.
Boom! Boom!
Lightning leaps and thunder explodes.
They soon subsided and the heavy rain began to wash the earth.
"The Storm Church reacted very quickly this time... It's also because we acted in advance and were not fully prepared... Haha, those middle-class people and those wealthy people, if they don't have corresponding protection, will be no different from civilians in such a 'fog'. They are all lambs to be slaughtered..." Lady Despair sat in a rented carriage, leisurely listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass windows.
Even if it was destroyed in time, according to her estimation, the "smog" just now could directly cause the death of more than 20,000 people, and there would be a spreading plague afterwards.
At this point, my potion has been almost digested, but this is just a side benefit... The traces of a large number of missing people will be erased, pointing to the Aurora Society, to the "true creator". No one can guess what the royal family really wants to do... I should leave and take Triss with me... Lady Despair thought in a good mood.
Her whereabouts were secretive, and she had made arrangements beforehand, so she didn't have to worry about being blocked by Backlund's demigods in the short term.
By the time the other party found any trace of her, she had already left the city!
Just as Ms. Despair was about to leave the carriage, her eyes blurred and she saw a figure.
The figure sitting opposite her was a young woman wearing a classical hooded robe. Her eyes and hair were black, and her face was beautiful but dull.
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After throwing out the "Master Key", Klein held the Azik copper whistle again, then held his breath and waited for the result.
If his idea fails to come true and the barrier of the altar remains unbroken, he will use the Azik Copper Whistle to see if he can get help from the "Messenger".
If all else fails, he will go above the gray fog, take out items such as the "Black Emperor" card, try every possibility, and fight to the last second!
At this moment, it was still afternoon. There was no crimson moon, let alone a bright full moon. Therefore, Klein lacked sufficient confidence in the curse contained in the "Master Key". He only hoped that the dissolving effect of the altar barrier would threaten its existence and make it react instinctively, such as communicating with Mr. "Door" in reverse and transmitting his cry for help.
In just a second or two, Klein saw the "Master Key" decompose into the tiniest particles of light and a piece of illusory, distorted crimson.
The blush struggled hard while fading quickly, and suddenly exploded!
In an instant, Klein lost his hearing and saw countless figures in the light layer, formed by resentment and unwillingness, all looking up and screaming.
They changed rapidly, becoming black and green, growing a second brain, a third eye, or a fifth leg...
They merged into a torrent and poured into Mr. A's body.
Mr. A suddenly opened his eyes, and beneath the indifferent look was a look of disbelief and astonishment.
Then, the entire layer of light surrounding the altar twisted and collapsed.
Boom!
The huge explosion spread outward from the center of the altar, causing terrible winds and waves.
Crack! The four nearest thick stone pillars broke instantly, and Klein, who was far away, only had time to roll before he was blown away by the shock wave.
Bang!
He hit the wall and was flattened into paper.
The thin paper was quickly torn into pieces by the subsequent wind and waves and scattered all around.
Klein himself appeared in the corner, using the wall to fight against the wind and waves caused by the explosion.
The destructive effect caused by the "Master Key" was beyond his imagination!
The curse that was forcibly dissolved did react instinctively and transmitted the cry of Mr. "Door". The voice of this exile, who was at least angel-level, polluted the unwilling resentment and numb despair required for the ritual. As a result, the altar lost its balance and went on the path of self-destruction!
As soon as the wind and waves subsided, Klein rushed out to confirm the results.
The illusory figure and oppressive feeling transmitted from the air had disappeared, and only some debris remained on the altar.
Mr. A was kneeling forward beside the collapsed stone pillar. He was missing an arm, half of his face and many of his internal organs. The only remaining eye was filled with hatred that was engraved in his bones.
However, the wounds were soon covered by wriggling flesh and blood.
After taking a quick look, Klein ran away without hesitation.
For him, destroying the advent of the "True Creator" would be the ultimate goal. If he didn't leave now, would a Sequence 6 have to stay and have dinner with the "Shepherd" Mr. A to welcome the New Year?
Note 1: I originally wanted to use the God behind the shadow curtain, but after thinking it over I decided not to do that.
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