"General, where have you been..."

Klein's arms had some room to move, but it was still not enough to escape. Fortunately, he was no longer Admiral Amyrius, and he was no longer Cynthia's first target. He immediately used his extraordinary ability to remove the burst wounds on his eyes.

Transferred to left shoulder.

Klein looked at Cynthia's head in the pile of flesh and blood with pity. While his left shoulder became a bloody mess, the "creeping hunger" was stained with a dark green luster. He planned to use the power of the "living corpse" to break free first, and then use

The power of the "Sun Priest" purifies it.

Just as he started to move, the stranger who had been watching the show suddenly started to move too.

The figure came to the pool of completely collapsed flesh and blood, "reached out" and picked up Cynthia's still beautiful head.

Cynthia's eyes turned left and right, and finally she had to look at the blurry shadow, still whispering:

"General, have you seen him?"

"General, where did he go?"

"Close your eyes, beautiful child." The Decline King said to Cynthia, "Go and outline the position of the star in your dream, and go to your mother's side. Close your eyes, and I will send Admiral Amyrius to find her.

you."

...Sir, I seem to have heard a very scary word... The cold hairs all over Klein's body tend to stand on end again.

This sentence seemed to evoke some memories of Cynthia. Her eyes gradually became misty, her eyelids gradually closed, and only a sleepy voice came slowly:

"Mother, I hope the general and I will have a child..."

"Mother, I want to find mother..."

Cynthia's eyes finally closed, her expression was not peaceful, but full of sadness.

Her head gradually melted, and the pieces of flesh on the ground gradually melted. The essence of those disgusting tumors was flesh and blood that had been alienated and contaminated by extraordinary abilities. At this time, they were gradually returning to normal flesh and blood, as if the spirituality on them was being stripped away.

.

A gust of wind blew by, and the disgusting, mutated flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a messy room.

Cynthia's head melted completely, leaving behind an object that shone with spiritual light.

The figure "picked up" the shining object and "sticked it to his face."

A spiritual omen appeared in the eyes of the declining king. He saw the crimson moonlight getting thicker and thicker, and finally seemed to become a red "curtain". Then, an image appeared on the "curtain".

The centerpiece of the scene was a mummy wrapped in yellow bandages, "it" was pierced by countless brown branches and hung in the air.

Its belly is bulging high, sometimes bulging and deflating in certain places, as if it is giving birth to new life.

The mummy opened and closed its mouth and kept screaming. Although Klein couldn't hear the actual sound and couldn't see the picture clearly, there was still a terrifying and strange pain resonating in his body and soul.

"The Bound God"!

Edward, who was walking on a wasteland somewhere in the southern continent, suddenly stopped and looked at the sky in the distance. He caught sight of one of the stars twinkling above, and the corner of his mouth raised strangely:

"I saw you..."

"I see you."

On the ruins of the Oravi Naval Base, the Declined King lowered his hands, and the spiritual things in his hands were shining brightly. He turned his head and looked at Klein, then at the Eye of Total Blackness, and finally at the thing in his hand.

"You have helped me. For His sake, I will spare you once."

He turned around and left, and the blurry figure quickly disappeared in the air.

At this moment, Klein noticed a drop of blood flying up out of thin air on his shoulder, and it disappeared in an instant.

In occultism, all kinds of evil rituals require blood and hair as a medium to activate. For example, a witch must not leave these mediums in the hands of a witch under any circumstances, otherwise he will be quietly cursed to death. Klein

He didn't think that killing a little person like him required the stranger to curse him with his blood, but Klein didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't think of any reason.

He went back to the gray mist to see if there was any way to make the blood medium ineffective... His whole body ached and he stood up with great difficulty.

With the death of Cynthia and the departure of the strangers, the ruins of the base returned to a deathly calm. A gust of night wind blew, causing Gehrman Sparrow, who was wearing a general's uniform, to shiver.

"What should we do?" After the life-and-death crisis was over, Klein broke out in a cold sweat. "How should I explain it to Admiral Amyrius later? On the third day after you left, your mistress mutated into a monster for some reason.

And it attracted a strange strong man, and finally the strange strong man destroyed your base, killed your mistress, and then he left?"

"What exactly is Cynthia involved in? The Mother Tree of Desire?"

On the ruins of the base, which was almost reduced to a wasteland, Klein was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

How could a good substitute mission turn into this!

Ten seconds later.

Klein's drop of blood appeared on Edward's hand through a simple ritual. Edward wiped the drop of blood in the air, wiping out dozens of bloody thin lines.

He grabbed all these thin threads, rubbed them and observed them carefully, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"interesting."

"In the near future, will I have the opportunity to walk on the earth with my true appearance?"

"This possibility is actually seen through Klein's eyes?"

TBC

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