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"Beria will definitely attract the church's attention. The seeds in human hearts that Klein encountered were planted by him and have nothing to do with me."

"Well... the devil is still Sequence 5, with anti-divination and crisis intuition. These two characteristics are enough for one or two churches to cooperate. Although cooperation may not necessarily kill him, it can at least protect the detectives who are threatened."

"Sherlock Moriarty believes in the God of Steam and Machinery, so the Heart of Machinery should be dispatched. I don't know who Isinger is a believer, but basically everyone living in Backlund believes in it.

There is a high probability that the three gods and three major churches will be dispatched at the same time."

Amon sat cross-legged on the spacious single sofa, holding a large round embroidered tassel pillow in his arms, resting his chin on the pillow, and analyzing the current situation word by word with Edward.

"Will the demigod bishops take action?"

"No, the difficulty of this mission is to find the demon. The official team usually takes the lead in Sequence 6 and has sealed objects. The three teams can overflow their combat power, provided that they can successfully catch Beria's tail."

Amon stretched out his hand and clicked it in the air. The black gem representing Beria floating in front of the two of them floated to the side of the "divineer"'s pendulum, while the other gears, red beads and blue crystals floated far away.

Some.

"I remember you said that Beria is very close to Klein and the others."

This symbolizes that the Church of the Three Gods is still on alert, but the crisis is lurking around the detectives. The kid from the Beria family seems to be very confident that they can't discover him. On the second floor of Klein's house, he has no idea what happened.

I felt something, but still didn't run away quietly immediately.

Maybe he was boldly testing the limits of this "shielding" ability. Fortunately, he detected it without me noticing.

It is possible that Fabuti, who only has one more Sequence 1 characteristic and uniqueness than him, can do it, but he is eroded and controlled by the Mother Tree of Desire. It is more likely that the Mother Tree of Desire will directly attack him.

"The fight is about to begin," said the Outer God.

Edward did not directly look at most of the scenes he saw. This was to prevent him from having too deep an impression or thoughts on Beria, so that he could realize the danger and escape in time.

After a while, another sentence came to mind: "Beria ran away."

Who? Who ran away? Edward was stunned. Against a Klein, a Sequence 7 who was not good at melee combat, he actually ran away?

...This is a complete embarrassment to the devil.

No matter how you think about it, this development shouldn't happen, unless something wrong happened in the middle... Could it be related to Origin Castle? Could it be that we guessed wrong, and it's not Klein who controls Origin Castle, so there really is someone else above it?

He looked at Amon, who also looked at him, and then shook his head: "I didn't feel Origin Castle, what happened?"

Edward simply relayed the process that the other person saw to Amon. Amon was a little surprised. He pinched his eyes subconsciously and said hesitantly: "I am more inclined to think that some special circumstances happened over there, such as they also

There is a hidden trump card, a passing strongman helps, or the team is taught to run very fast. Your current path is good at fighting, but it is slightly short of divination and prediction. Maybe the devil is not sure, or maybe the official staff is timely

After arriving, in short, he gave up his plan to kill people and silence them for the time being."

"What you said makes sense. His original purpose was not to silence himself, but to attract official attention by silencing him so that he can accomplish his real purpose." Edward affirmed, "Of course he will not go all out on this kind of thing.

Escape can also delay time."

"However, according to your guess, Klein and the others - a few low-sequence people and a group of ordinary people - used some special means to scare away the apostles of desire, which would be even more shameful."

Amon chuckled, and the gems floating in the air fell one by one. He took out a Fourth Age gold coin, placed it flat on top of the thumb of his right hand, and bounced it high, with the bright gold coin flipping upwards.

Fly away.

"Let me divine whether official members have arrived at Klein's side now."

They raised their heads together and their eyes quickly followed the gold coin.

"Snapped!"

Amon clapped his hands and caught it steadily. He unfolded it, with the relief of the hand holding the scepter facing upwards.

"Overse." The reverse is the symbol of the hidden thread, the gate of infinity and the shadow dial. Amon put away his favorite circulating gold coin of the Fourth Age. Its gold content was almost the same as the current gold pound, but because of

The smelting technique was flawed and it was a bit bigger, giving it more weight.

"It seems that the Church of Steam is moving very quickly this time."

After getting the result, Edward stopped thinking about other things and continued to conceive of the plan from the side: Klein did not die in Beria's sneak attack, and he and others successfully waited for the church's assistance. In such a short time

The internal defense should be tighter. I have no reason to visit, and I don't want to interact with members of the Zhengshen Church.

There is no need to observe secretly or wait and see.

Because they are not the real target. Beria may not come.

"If you continue to divine things related to him, he will be aware of the threat you pose to him, so this is enough."

Amon held the shining stone in his hand and asked without raising his head: "Then what are we going to do now?"

"There is no need to do anything, because 'I didn't find him at all', just let nature take its course. For the purpose of the Beria family, he will take the initiative to die in front of me, I just need to wait. Of course, I can't

Do nothing and I will not give the initiative to them."

"so……?"

"Go out with me and go to the Aurora Show."

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Isengard Stanton deliberately pretended to be seriously injured. In fact, he had simulated an extraordinary healing ability and was waiting for the devil to take the bait.

The devil successfully took the bait, but he didn't expect that Sherlock Moriarty also had the ability to heal and mitigate injuries. The lack of tacit cooperation allowed his wounds to be healed instantly. Upon seeing this, the menacing Desire Apostle turned around and left.

Klein and Essinger looked at each other, laughing and laughing. They didn't expect that their preparations would just hit each other and be self-defeating. They didn't expect that the demon would walk away so easily.

The devil once stayed on the second floor of his residence, right in front of his desk. There may not be any occult connection left there, but the scene and the evidence must still be preserved.

Not long after Klein took care of it, he saw several strangers coming up to the second floor.

The leader is a man with a strong face, but he has fluffy, messy, and stubborn brown hair.

He was holding an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns in his hand, with black gemstones decorating "eyes" on both sides of the mirror.

"Hello, Mr. Moriarty, I am Ikanser Bernard from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. Can I check here?"

Klein nodded and said, "No problem."

He immediately said politely: "Do you need me to follow you and answer some questions at any time?"

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." Ikanser showed a smile.

"This is where the 'Apostle of Desire' sat?" After entering the bedroom, Ikanser pointed to the chair in front of the desk and said.

He had obviously asked Isengard Stanton.

"Yes." Klein replied calmly.

Ikanser didn't say any more. He picked up the silver mirror and stroked the surface three times with his right hand. He paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Dear Arrods, my question is, who was sitting on the mirror before?"

What does the devil here look like?”

The surrounding lights suddenly became dark, as if stained with the haze after the rain, and a strange water light flashed on the surface of the silver mirror, converging into a scene:

A man covered in sticky black "liquid" sits on a chair, with his back to the window and facing the bed.

Immediately afterwards, the picture changed, and the full-length mirror in the corner of the room vaguely reflected the side face of the black figure, which was also covered by "pitch black".

But some outlines can be vaguely seen.

The "Apostle of Desire" has high cheekbones and a pair of cold blue eyes.

Glancing at the picture that appeared in the silver mirror, Klein suddenly showed a thoughtful expression:

"I found such an important clue as my appearance so easily. This mirror is very powerful. It also has my own name. It seems to be a living sealed artifact..."

"This kind of thing may not necessarily be too harmful, but it is very difficult to seal. It is not a special case and is rarely used. This member of the Heart of Machinery named Ikanser Bernard seems to have a high status.

, should be a deacon, and it’s not simple either..."

"The limit that divination can achieve is almost the result shown by that silver mirror just now. Even if I go above the gray fog, I won't get better results."

"But we can't be sure based on the appearance of the 'Desire Apostle' alone. There are countless people in Backlund who meet this condition..."

While Klein was having many thoughts, the picture shown in the silver mirror quickly faded.

Then, words as bright as blood were outlined on the mirror:

"Based on the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions. If you lie or cannot answer, you will accept the task assigned by me or be punished."

"..." Klein raised his eyebrows.

Is this Truth or Dare? It’s kind of interesting...

A few seconds later, a silvery white lightning appeared out of thin air and struck the top of his head.

Zizizzi, Ikanser's hair stood up straight, and his body fell down with a bang, and some black smoke came out.

But the mirror didn't follow him to the ground. Instead, it floated up on its own and landed on the table.

After two seconds, Ikanse stood up from the chair tremblingly, then sat there, shaking and panting.

Klein watched all of this speechlessly, not knowing how to react for a long time.

Ikanser, who had calmed down a little, looked at him, forced a smile and said:

"You should have heard about what Sealed Artifacts are, and you should also know that they all have certain negative effects."

"Yes." Klein looked at Ikanser's hair that stood up, and suddenly understood why his previous hairstyle was so fluffy, messy, and stubborn.
To be continued...