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Tentacles of various shapes rioted, as if they had their own thoughts. Some just squirmed madly, some whipped around aimlessly, some opened their mouths and screamed, and the rest locked onto the culprit and launched a torrential attack on Klein. 'As/text¢王¢ /蕪^错¢content\

Klein used the dexterity granted by the clown to roll over and use fire to jump to avoid the monster. He put on the sun brooch to inject spirituality and continuously summoned multiple holy lights to shoot directly at the monster.

The intense burning caused it to feel great pain. Its tentacles rose high, like sharp arrows shooting at it at high speed, covering the entire church.

Pop.

Klein snapped his fingers and turned into flames and arrived outside the church.

The tentacles were not willing to give up their target and swarmed towards the church entrance like a horrific torrent of flesh and blood.

But the moment the tentacles touched the door, they seemed to be in great pain. Amid strange cries, they hurriedly retreated into the church and even fought with each other.

"Can't we leave the church grounds?"

Klein took out a thin gold piece covered with mysterious patterns. This was the last Yangyan Talisman in his hand. "Even if I can't kill you, I will tear down this church! Then we'll see where you can hide!"

——Of course, there is another possibility, the monster is free.

He poured most of his spiritual energy into it, threw the golden piece into the church, and whispered in ancient Hermetic language:

"Light!"

The golden flames expanded in the church, bursting into a ball of light like a small sun, surrounded by countless flames.

boom!!!

The ball of light expanded to its maximum size and then exploded with a loud bang.

The ground began to shake violently, and cracks appeared in the land around the church, as if there had been a devastating earthquake. Klein jumped and dodged frequently, like a clown jumping on a tightrope, and he almost fell into the cracks several times.

But the church at the center of the explosion remained motionless and was not affected at all.

Half a minute later, the explosion subsided and the flames dissipated.

Klein exhaled a breath of foul air, dusted himself off, and walked to the church door with extreme caution.

The monster was killed!!

The several-meter-tall, densely packed tentacles on its lower body all disappeared in the explosion of the Yangyan Spell. The remaining upper body was suspended from the ceiling by spider-web-like mucus, emitting a low wailing sound.

However, the surprise on Klein's face soon froze.

The monster was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, first its body, then its scales, and finally its tentacles and the sticky liquid. In just over ten seconds, a scene of "time going backwards" played out before Klein's eyes.

Even if this recovery only happened once, he no longer had the Yangyan Talisman in his hand.

"Oh."

Klein reloaded his bullets. "It's already this late, why hesitate? Keep going!"

He took out a bottle and threw it hard, but the huge monster swallowed it in one gulp.

...

Snow town, inside the church.

Jessica suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Fors walked up quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her smile still warm: "Your friend has successfully found her."

"…"

Fors looked at her steadily and was silent for a moment. "You know everything?"

"Of course, he is different from the people here. I have been paying attention to him for a long time. He has died time and time again, and lost his memories time and time again, but he has never given up, and even started to get closer to the truth step by step."

"So I could only force him to die again and again, erasing the clues he left behind, but he was always able to piece the story together again. So I left him with psychological hints so that he could no longer leave direct clues for himself."

"He also discovered this, and soon left himself new clues in another way - the three seemingly plausible sentences that followed."

"Unfortunately, he had already lost most of his memories at that time and was about to become a puppet without consciousness. I thought his story ended there, but the day he met you, he suddenly recovered most of his memories. -捖?本¢榊′栈` ?耕′欣.醉`全?"

"At that time, it suddenly occurred to me that maybe he was destined to be the one who helped you to the end, so I never interfered with him again - and he really didn't disappoint me. Haha, what an interesting man."

Jessica's mumbling probably helped Fors piece together Klein's previous experiences. She couldn't help but admire this gentle-looking boy next door. If it were her, she would have given up long ago.

For thought for a moment and then asked:

"You said Crane found her. Who is 'her'?"

Jessica put down the quill. "She is me... To be more precise, the dark side of me born out of jealousy and madness."

"Too bad your friend couldn't kill her."

"Why?"

"Because her power comes from this town and its residents. She has as many lives as there are puppet residents."

Fors lowered his voice and said, "What if I kill you?"

"Then 'she' will be completely free, and no one in this world will be able to survive."

"…"

Jessica smiled again, "Now, the only one who can help your friend is you."

"You said that the story I wrote was okay, but the characters were poorly portrayed, like puppets without emotions who existed only to tell the story, so there was this town full of puppets."

She stretched out her scaly hands and handed the book and pen to Fors. "Now, it's your turn to prove yourself. Use your talents to give everyone fresh flesh and blood, a brilliant soul, and give them real life."

"For every person you bring to life, 'she' will lose a life and become a little weaker."

"When you have brought all the characters to life, the book will also come to its end."

"How about it, do you like this story?"

Fors's hands began to tremble again, but this time it was not because of nervousness or fear. She felt as if she was crazy - because she was inexplicably excited.

Seeing Fors take the book and pen, Jessica raised her lips and said:

"You know what? It was after reading your novel that I came up with the idea of ​​writing a novel."

"...real?"

"Of course..."

She laughed: "I was kidding! Haha, you in real life are far less intelligent than the protagonist in your story."

Fors clenched the quill and lit the last cigarette.

As a puff of hazy green smoke rose, she entered a creative state.

...

Edward's spiritual world.

dark.

dark.

Still dark.

The man whose face could not be seen walked around here again and again, and found everything except endless darkness - even Edward's soul.

"Could it be that I am mistaken, and he is also a puppet forged by the Church of Steam and Machinery?"

"No, after living for so long, I can still tell the difference between a puppet and a living person. Haha, so his soul is hidden?"

Edward certainly didn't know how to hide his soul.

Instead, the moment she heard his words, she decisively used the third ability of the Resurrection Stone, [Ghost], to allow the soul to leave the body.

Edward then summoned Phoenix immediately and asked for help from Bernadette, Mr. Azik, and Renette. After doing all this, he waited patiently for a moment, and then threw himself into the body without hesitation.

Even though there was a demigod waiting for him in the spiritual world, and even though he had never fought in the spiritual world, it was impossible for him to consume his spiritual energy to maintain the [Ghost] state. Once his spiritual energy was exhausted, even if he did not become a vengeful spirit due to negative effects, he would become a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others!

The next second, he came to a dark world.

I couldn't see anything in all directions, as if I had fallen into a huge dye vat full of ink.

"Why is my spiritual world like this? Is it because my soul has left my body? Or is it because of the invasion of the audience's demigods?"

"Oh, you're here? I didn't hypnotize you at all. You really do have a secret."

Hvin Rambis suddenly appeared. He lightly snapped his fingers, and violent wind sound emerged from the surroundings, which seemed to come from reality, but also seemed to come from illusion. The wind sound blew towards Edward with a certain will, and instantly invaded the psychological islands deep in his heart.

Crackling.

Edward decisively Apparated to avoid it, but this kind of mental shock from the dragon's might launched an attack around the opponent with no blind spots.

Although Edward adjusted his position repeatedly, he still felt a shudder from the bottom of his heart and lost control of himself.

Hvin Rambis took a step forward and came in front of him, his old eyes revealing an order that he could not help but disobey:

"So, tell me now...all the secrets you have hidden deep in your heart."

Edward resisted the urge to blurt out what he was saying and decisively distorted Hvin Rambis's current plan.

Amplify! Distort!

Edward immediately changed his tactics and amplified the surrounding "air", allowing it to tightly bind Hvin Rambis, and then twisted it to increase the damage caused by the air binding.

However, golden scales appeared all over Hvin Rambis's skin, and he easily broke free from the restraints, then waved his hands violently.

"boom!"

An even stronger storm swept in, and every time Edward was swept by the storm, his mind relaxed a little, until his consciousness began to blur under the storm's impact, and then he suddenly felt a chill in his mind.

This is the result of [Unruly] finally succeeding in exerting its effect after consuming a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Edward, who had regained control of his "body", immediately flashed away, and began to wonder, "Just now, I only had one-sixth of my spiritual power left outside (after drinking Sequence 6 wine). So where did the spiritual power I consumed when using [Unruly] come from?"

That's right.

Edward suddenly realized.

This is the spiritual world, my dream world.

Of course I have the final say over my dreams!

Chapter 336 Hvin Rambis fights against two angel kings

"Lihuo!"