On the clock tower of East Balam Dockyard, Klein, wearing a clown mask and hiding in the deep darkness, has been quietly staring at the dormitory of the Dockworkers' Association and the airship floating above it.

He could not see the specific process of the battle, nor did he know how the action in the brick-red building had progressed. He could only endure it and judge whether the situation was good or bad based on the changes in the surrounding scenes and the occasional passing black dots.

Just then, he saw the gas street lights in the area suddenly go out.

All off!

It became pitch black in there!

Then, a feeling that left a deep impression on him burst out from the brick-red building. Even though he was a long distance away, Klein couldn't help but tremble all over, his legs weakened, and his back bent.

It was the feeling of essentially looking down upon and crushing all living things.

It's an irresistible and unfavourable feeling!

No, you can't look directly at him. In his trance, Klein seemed to be back in the past, in the lobby of the Blackthorn Security Company. It seemed that he was using his psychic vision to spy on Megose's mental state and the baby in her belly.

That feeling is exactly the same as it is now!

No, now it's more extreme and more terrifying!

How could this happen? Didn't Lanevus only have a little bit of divinity bestowed by the "True Creator"? At most, he could add one or two corresponding items! How could it sound like the evil god was descending?

Before Klein could shake off the trembling of his body and the unbridled thoughts, he suddenly felt a deep, peaceful, and profound blackness engulfing the previous smell that could not be looked at directly, could not be peeped into, and could not be resisted.

The two were extinguished at the same time, and the surrounding gas street lamps began to emit relatively bright flames one after another. The airship that had been unable to stop falling just now floated up again.

Everything returned to its original state, as if nothing had changed.

But Klein didn't think so. He stood up straight and realized that something crucial had happened in the brick-red building.

There was no longer the feeling of surpassing the Beyonders in essence and level, nor was there any smell of the advent of an evil god. This meant that the True Creator or Lanevus's plan had failed. But the Nighthawks should have also suffered a serious blow, and they might not have any strength left. At this moment, Klein's heart moved, and he hurriedly untied the pendulum from his left wrist cuff, held it with one hand, and said in a low voice:

"The current Lanevus is no longer dangerous."

After repeating it seven times quickly, he opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant rotating counterclockwise, but not very fast and with a small amplitude.

This shows that Lanevus is still a dangerous person, but the degree is much lower.

Klein is more concerned about another point:

The divination didn’t fail again!

This shows that Lanevus has been separated from the divinity bestowed by the "true Creator" and has been separated in essence!

A chill wind blew past him that penetrated into his bones, and Klein shuddered violently. He felt as if an electric current instantly penetrated from the soles of his feet into his brain.

Maybe I can do something! This thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and without hesitation, he walked four steps backwards on the top floor of the dark bell tower and entered the gray fog.

He didn't waste any time and sat down directly. He produced a yellow-brown parchment and a divination statement:

"Lanevus's escape route."

Klein leaned back, muttered rapidly to himself, and entered a deep dream.

In that unreal, fragmented, and hazy world, he saw ditches flowing with sewage, dark and dirty passages, and slightly rusty metal pipes.

It's cramped and closed in there.

That's the sewer!

Klein woke up immediately and covered himself with his spirituality, falling into the gray fog.

As soon as he returned to the real world, he took a few steps back and came to the side of the clock tower facing away from the airship.

Klein did not take the spiral staircase, but directly climbed over the dark yellow fence. He used the platforms, protrusions, and decorations on the surface of the building to jump down one floor at a time, with his body balanced as if he was walking on the ground.

It only took a short time for his feet to step on the thick street stone slabs.

In the brick-red building, two night watchmen wearing red gloves fell unconscious by the door. The ancient silver-plated mirror rolled to the corner, but it was no longer special and could not be seen as a "1" level sealed object.

But it can be clearly felt that it is recovering little by little.

Crestessima knelt on one knee at the intersection, tears like blood falling from the corners of her eyes.

His short golden brown hair hung limply, and the collar of his windbreaker and shirt had become tattered, revealing his pointed chin and thin, hard mouth.

As he continued to gasp, a distorted, half-illusory, half-transparent face appeared on each of his teeth.

Cecima supported the ground with her red-gloved left hand, straightened her neck with difficulty, and looked forward.

Directly in front of him was a staircase leading to the second floor, on top of which stood Lanevus, his linen shirt completely open.

Lanevus stood there straight, with the pure white, smooth holy bone sword inserted between his chest and abdomen.

The skinless flesh that outlined the upside-down figure now disappeared, leaving behind a void.

Through this hole, one could even vaguely see Lanevus' back from the front.

Lanevus moved with great difficulty, then suddenly burst into laughter, a crazy laugh:

"Haha, haha, thank you!"

“I really want to thank you!”

"Really, look into my sincere eyes, I really want to thank you!"

"If you hadn't discovered me and rushed to me in time, in a few months, I would have truly become the carrier of the True Creator's arrival. At that time, what would be the difference between my state and death?"

Cecima was obviously stunned when she heard this. She couldn't believe that the guy whose greatest support she had destroyed with great effort was so happy at this moment.

He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't. He wanted to resist, but he was powerless.

Lanevus saw his confusion and said with a cough and a smile:

"You know what? For someone like me, the saddest thing is that after doing something big and something I'm very proud of, no one shares it with me."

"Well, when I was in Tingen City, I was deceived by the 'True Creator'. Not only did He come back by creating offspring, but He also secretly planted a 'seedling' in my body."

"No, I even think that Megose's child is just a cover for Him. He didn't even ask the members of the Aurora Society to protect her or divert attention. It seems that He knew from the beginning that this matter would fail."

"His true advent was arranged upon me. The divinity He bestowed upon me suddenly combined with the 'sapling' in my body after I arrived in Backlund. Haha, can you imagine? I am being replaced little by little, by Him little by little! In the end, I will become the 'True Creator'."

"Before I could come up with a solution, the Aurora Society found it based on their divine induction. Fortunately, they are all simple-minded lunatics. Haha, there are always so many stupid people."

Cough, cough, cough! Lanevus spat out a mouthful of blood and seemed to have regained some mobility.

He took a difficult step forward, and his angular face suddenly softened for some reason, becoming more like before.

Lanevus stretched out his hand to hold the handrail of the stairs and said with a mocking smile:

"Fortunately, the True Creator wants to come down completely and completely replace me. This requires a lot of pessimism, despair, numbness, resentment, and primitive evil. Only Backlund, the East District, the Factory District, and the Dock District can meet his requirements. This gives me an opportunity, a chance to come into contact with others."

"I knew it was unrealistic to call the police simply through the people I came into contact with, because the people I came into contact with were likely also members of the Aurora Society."

“I initially wanted to incite a strike to draw the attention of the police department, but I was warned and tortured by the Aurora people, so I had to end it hastily.”

"I pretended to be a little out of control and got a chance to vent in the sewers. During this process, I secretly used blood to contaminate some creatures living there, turning them into vicious mutant monsters. Unfortunately, before you could investigate, the Aurora Society discovered this matter. It seems that one of their members died at the hands of the mutant monsters. Alas, I no longer have divinity and the 'sapling', so my blood no longer has this effect."

"After that, I was controlled more strictly, but I still found an opportunity. I killed a prostitute in the most cruel way, hoping to attract the attention of the police. Who knew that the Aurora Society disguised this case as part of a serial murder case, and I still didn't wait for rescue."

"I don't have a similar opportunity anymore, so I can only try a more clever method. I took the initiative to ask the most vicious, crazy, and radical members of the Aurora Society to look after me, and this is exactly what they thought. Hehe, can't they use their brains to think about it? This kind of lunatic can cause trouble at any time, and sure enough, you guys are here!"

At this time, Lanevus exhaled and stretched his body, as if he had finally gotten rid of the remaining influence.

He pulled out the holy bone sword that was stuck between his chest and abdomen, and said with regret:

"It's a pity that I can't take it with me, otherwise I will be targeted and found by you soon."

After the pure bone sword completely left his body, not a single drop of blood was left on the exaggerated wound. The disappeared part did not seem to belong to Lanevus.

Lanevus placed his right hand on his chest and saluted to Crestessima and the others.

"The people on the airship outside should be recovering soon. I can't stay any longer."

"Thank you, from the bottom of my heart."

"Although you are stupid, you helped me after all."

"For you stupid people, it's your honor."

Having said this, he straightened up and said with a mocking smile:

"Goodbye, stupid night watchers."

"Please use your lives to send me off."

Holding the holy bone sword, he took a few steps forward and tried to stab Crestessima.

But at this time, his eyelids began to become heavy, and he just wanted to fall down and sleep.

"So you still have some strength. This is troublesome." Lanevus bit his tongue lightly and suddenly threw the Holy Bone Sword in his hand towards the Night Watcher who was unconscious at the door!

"No!"

Sesima waved her hand with the strength she had accumulated with great difficulty, causing an invisible object to divert the holy bone sword.

Lanevus seized the opportunity, ran to the side, and climbed out of the brick-red building through the bathroom window at the end of the corridor.

Then he opened the manhole cover on the street, climbed down and fell into the sewer.

Lanevus seemed to be very familiar with this place. Even though it was pitch black around him, he could run, jump, turn, and quickly escape into the depths of the maze-like sewer.

Suddenly, he instinctively stopped and leaned back.

puff!

A card was inserted deep into his right chest, and blood was dripping rapidly from the edge.

Lanevus looked up and saw the attacker with the help of his darkvision.

He was a man of medium build wearing a worker's uniform, with a mask on his face that had upturned corners of his mouth and a red nose.

That's one happy clown.

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