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"No! She knows, but she doesn't care... For the sake of acting and promotion, she doesn't care about the death of these ordinary people."

"This is the Beyonder..."

Klein clenched his fingers into his palms.

"Just like the photos just now, the royal family of Loen wantonly trafficked and kidnapped people to help them build mausoleums... They don't care about the lives of ordinary people at all. In their eyes, ordinary people are just consumables that can be thrown away at will."

"This world really is... rotten."

At this moment, all the colors before his eyes became rich, as if they were splashed with oil paint by a god.

The feeling was fleeting, and Klein found himself at 13 Minsk Street. He saw Azik Eggers, who had a bronze complexion and soft features, appear next to him.

"Mr. Azik, why are you here?"

Azik looked out the window and said calmly, "I sensed that something happened to Backlund, so I came back to check."

"This smog…"

"It was done by a high-sequence witch from the Witch Church."

"Why?"

"Play, digest the potion."

It's true!

"By the way, Mr. Azik, could you please help those..."

Klein knew that his request was extremely inappropriate, but he couldn't help but speak.

Azik said calmly, "Someone has already taken action, don't worry."

A gust of wind blew, making the window glass rustle. The haze that was spreading towards this side from afar was quickly blown away, followed by a thunder and heavy rain.

"That's good, that's good. I hope..."

He didn't say the rest because he knew that this smog was bound to cause huge casualties.

"Mr. Azik, what is going on?"

Mr. Azik said, "If my memory serves me correctly, this should be the demigod of the witch path using the plague to create a disaster in order to digest the potion."

Klein's pupils shrank. "In order to digest the potion, do we have to kill so many innocent people?"

"...The performance and promotion of witches are always accompanied by disasters, especially high-sequence witches. They are the representatives of disasters. They rarely regard ordinary people as the same species as themselves. "After a pause, he said lightly, "In fact, no matter which path you take, the higher the sequence, the less humanity you have."

Klein was silent.

Even though he had long known the twisted and pathetic nature of this world, when such a thing really happened before him, he still couldn't accept it!

Those photos suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Mr. Azik."

Klein took out a handful of photos from his pocket and handed them over. "This is what I just saw..."

He quickly recounted what had happened during this period, "Do you know why the royal family of Loen went to great lengths to build a mausoleum?"

A few memories flashed in Azik's eyes, "This... should be the Black Emperor's promotion ceremony."

Klein was stunned, and suddenly remembered the information about Sequence 0 promotion on the Black Emperor Card: Own a country of your own, and have your name associated with the title of emperor... Drive the people to secretly build nine pyramid-like mausoleums, and then enter one of them, and take the Sequence 0 potion in the corresponding sacrificial ceremony scattered in different cities, which is participated by most of the people.

As expected, it is related to the Beyonders again!

Klein felt increasingly heavy-hearted and angry.

Chapter 341: I was deceived

Although he had known this for a long time, he had never really thought about it. After all, according to regulations, the royal family, especially the emperor (king), were not allowed to become demigods.

But if those mausoleums were really for the purpose of promoting the Black Emperor, this would mean that the Loen royal family... no, King George III, was actually a Sequence 1 angel?

But how did he manage to do this without telling the church?

The photos and the people from the three major churches that he had just seen suddenly flashed through his mind. So...so those photos were deliberately shown to the people in the church? In order to expose George III's plan?

Klein suddenly realized that this matter was more terrifying and complicated than he had thought before.

At this time, Azik took out a glove from his pocket that was so thin that it looked like it was made of human skin. He handed it to Klein and said, "I'm so glad to see you again."

"Remember this seal? Edward got it from the pirate vice admiral before. I borrowed it from him because it was helpful in my memory search. However, last time I helped him hunt down a demigod, Edward gave it to me as a reward."

"But recently I met a...several beings from the Fourth Epoch or even earlier, so I no longer need to use it to restore my memory. It's useless for me to keep it anyway, so you can use it."

Klein was stunned and stared at the glove in surprise. This thing was a powerful seal that could allow Qi Lingos, who was at Sequence 6, to become one of the seven pirate generals.

Azik continued, "I put some seals on it so that it won't be hungry normally. But every time you use it, you must feed it with the flesh and soul of a human, otherwise, it will devour you."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Azik."

Klein did not refuse, because he really needed such a powerful seal to enhance his strength.

Azik said at this time: "In the next period of time, Backlund will probably be very unstable."

"I know."

He laughed at himself, "Especially for a guy like me who experienced the 'Royal Scandal' firsthand, you can imagine what I will encounter." After a pause, he said seriously, "So I plan to leave Backlund temporarily."

"Where are you going?"

"It has not been confirmed yet."

However, Klein had a vague idea in his mind: he could now be promoted to a Sequence 6 Faceless Man, and to be promoted from Sequence 6 to a Sequence 5 Puppet Master, he needed to take a potion while listening to the mermaid's song.

Where to find mermaids?

Of course I have to go out to sea.

After Mr. Azik left, Klein hurriedly packed up and prepared to leave. Suddenly, he heard an anxious voice, which sounded like Miss Justice.

He immediately took four steps backwards and came to the top of the gray fog, extending his spiritual power to touch the crimson star that symbolized Miss Justice:

"Mr. Fool, Edward... Mr. Hightower is being hunted by an angel. Please... help him."

As soon as Audrey opened her mouth, she dealt a heavy blow to Klein.

No, Edward, you were only provoking a demigod before, how come you became an angel so quickly? Even if I were to cheat, I couldn't keep up with this outrageous expansion of strength.

Wait, hasn't Edward been outside this whole time trying to find a way to get me out?

He... He couldn't have offended the angel because of me, right?

When he thought of this possibility, Klein suddenly became anxious:

"Ask Mr. Azik for help!"

Klein replied to Audrey, "I understand," and left the gray fog. He then took out a bronze whistle and blew it hard.

However, no sound was made.

What's going on?

Klein blew hard again, but there was still no sound.

Is it broken?

Just as he thought of this, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man was wearing a black classical robe and a pointed hat of the same color. He had black curly hair and black eyes, a broad forehead and a thin face, and a crystal monocle above his right eye.

He looked at Klein with a smile on his face, a faint light flashing on his monocle: "I found you."

In just a moment, Klein felt the spirituality around him boiling, and boundless fear seemed to devour him like a monster. This kind of fear and despair was something he had never encountered before - even when he faced Lanevus who was contaminated by the evil god!

He knew the person in front of him.

It was the terrifying figure who hid in Little Sun last time, trying to use him to get above the gray fog, as if he was planning to take over the other's nest.

The moment Klein saw him, he wanted to escape by leaping into flames, but he found that his body couldn't move at all, and even his thinking became sluggish.

This feeling is like being targeted by a hunter.

He could only watch as the man in front of him slowly approached, then stretched out his slender white fingers and grabbed towards his head.

At the same time, he clearly felt something squeezed into his mind - it was the consciousness of the man opposite him. He had felt a similar feeling before when he helped Sharon deal with the vengeful spirit.

But this moment is different from the last time. Being possessed by the vengeful spirit only made him lose control of his body, but this time it felt as if the other party wanted to replace him.

This is the parasite of the thief's path!

The last time he went to see Leonard, Edward gave him some basic knowledge - deep-level parasitism is equivalent to taking over another's body, which is in some sense more terrifying than death.

Boundless fear surged in Klein's heart, but he still could do nothing. He could only clearly feel the other party invading and replacing him little by little.

His vision began to blur, his awareness began to fade, and his consciousness gradually faded.

Until one moment, the parasitism suddenly stopped.

No, not termination.

Instead, it was as if nothing had happened, and there was no person with a broad forehead in front of him.

Klein held a bronze whistle in his hand, put it in his mouth, and blew it hard.

There was no sound, still unable to make any sound.

"No, I seem to have experienced this scene before!"

Klein's heart was beating wildly, and he vaguely realized something.

The next second, he snapped his fingers without hesitation and disappeared into a ball of fire.

But after landing, Klein found that he had only come from the bedroom to the living room, and his body once again fell into an uncontrollable state.

Then, the man with a broad forehead and wearing a black classical robe and a pointed hat of the same color appeared again. He looked at Klein with a smile on his face, and a faint light flashed on his monocle: "I found you."

After saying that, he was suddenly stunned, and then laughed: "Oh? Has anyone restarted the time here? Interesting."

He performed the same action as before, and stretched out his finger toward Klein as he stepped forward—the feeling of being invaded and replaced reappeared.

Everything seemed to be repeating itself all over again.

Klein once again experienced the despair of being replaced bit by bit.