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Minsk Street 15, bathroom.

Klein took out a paper figurine from the hidden pocket of his clothes, flicked his hand, and turned it into a stand-in.

He asked the substitute to sit on the toilet, holding a newspaper in his hand, to deceive others, while he used this to hide in the shadows, walk four steps backwards, and enter above the gray fog.

In the grand ancient palace, Klein sat at the top of the long bronze table and let Jason Beria's handkerchief appear in front of him.

——This is just a projection, but it can also be used for divination.

Let's try it. The effect of projection may not be good, but under the supervision of the church, it is too dangerous to hold a ceremony and sacrifice physical objects... If it doesn't succeed, I will go back and think of a way... Klein muttered, manifesting On parchment and a round-belly pen, I wrote the divination statement:

"Jason Belial's current location."

Normally, it is impossible to divine the target's whereabouts and whereabouts by relying on a handkerchief that the other party has only used in a certain ceremony, because the connection is not close enough and there are too many interferences. For example, it is easy to provoke the person whom the other party's ceremony points to. The Grand Duke of the Abyss.

But for Klein, this level of interference can be ruled out, because he speculated that the so-called Grand Duke of the Abyss is at most a high-sequence demon, not the incarnation of the abyss, the "dark side of the universe."

And this title... He vaguely remembered that he should have seen the name of Demon Path Sequence 2 in Russell's diary, which was "Blood Archduke". In this way, the demon related to Jason Belial was the same. An angel, on the same level as Mr. Edward Vaughan, I don’t know who is stronger.

The objects he entertained in this mysterious space above the gray mist were gods such as the "Eternal Blazing Sun" and the "True Creator". The most recent ones were Mr. "Gate", who was at least an angel-level one, and the ship has not capsized so far.

Klein held the handkerchief and the parchment with the divination sentence written on it, and leaned back on the chair.

He used the method of dream divination to quickly enter a meditative state, and kept reciting "Jason Belial's current location" silently. After seven times, Klein fell into a deep sleep and came to the dream world.

In the gray sky and earth, countless pictures flicker continuously, intermittent with each other, and are extremely divergent.

Soon, a picture became clear. The lights were dim, the desk was dark red, and a figure stood in front of the oriel window, looking out at the garden outside.

There is a glass shed in the garden, and roses are blooming inside, bright red in the cold December.

The figure's appearance was projected on the window. He was a man of medium build, slightly curly brown hair, and cold brown eyes. He appeared to be in his thirties.

This... isn't I divining the location of Jason Belial? Who is this? It feels a bit familiar... Klein was confused for a while, but did not think about it and allowed his spirituality to continue to remain divergent, as if he was wandering somewhere. A mysterious world.

Just as this thought came to his mind, he saw the scene change again. He saw Jason Beria entering a strange private house, walking to the corner of the room, suddenly taking off his clothes one by one, and then reaching out his hand. There was a gash in the back of his head!

Klein was startled and almost woke up from his dream, but then he discovered that there was no blood flowing out of the hole, but instead revealed a slightly darker skin color. Then, he watched in horror as "Jason Belial" In just ten seconds, he completely took off his skin.

He shook out the pale human skin and folded it up. Under the dim and blurry light, the demon in human skin raised his face, and the halo of light illuminated his face. It was the brown-haired man that Klein saw just now.

strange man!

At this point, the picture suddenly shattered, and Klein opened his eyes.

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Klein returned to the real world and immediately divined, but got the result that it was not appropriate to go out now.

He was a little anxious. Although there was no doubt about the power of the church, they had found Jason Belial in just one night. It was foreseeable that he would be arrested or killed. But if they found the wrong person and got delayed information,

, leading to the demon escaping calmly?

They had already seen the devil's mansion in the morning, and there were layers of corpses inside. The earliest ones could even be traced back to several years ago, and there were hundreds of skeletons. If he could not be arrested this time, he would not be able to escape the siege again.

Do you know how many innocent people were harmed?

But there was no point in rushing this matter. Klein had no choice but to suppress it and perform fortune-telling every ten minutes or so, looking for opportunities to go out.

However, after thinking about it, after the initial nervousness, Klein gradually calmed down: the fact that Jason Belial has been operating in human skin cannot be deduced from the current clues and intelligence.

The results obtained by the mysterious gray mist divination are results that only you can get.

But this information is too critical. If it is reported directly to the church, when asked, even if you make excuses afterwards, find reasons, and use "connections" to justify it, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Even if you can't find a suitable reason, you may be suspected of being involved with the devil.

If things get worse and the Church of the Night finds out that he is the resurrected Klein Moretti, he will go to prison behind the Chanis Gate and eat until the next life!

What if Mr. Edward is informed?

No, even though there are frequent disappearances around his residence, and the walls, gardens, and foundations of the villa are full of corpses, Patrick Jason is still a good neighbor with great spirit in the hearts of the surrounding residents.

And Mr. Edward is also a demon or an angel, on the same level as the one who failed to summon him. It's hard to tell which side is true... If I inform him rashly, I may be exposed to the secrets of the gray fog space. Even if not,

There is no guarantee that the other party will care about the safety of ordinary people... In other words, it is better to inform Mr. Edward than to tell the church. At least the church is more upright...

Klein's thoughts were racing, and it took him a while to calm down. He decided to wait for two days and then use a suitable method to inform the night watcher in charge of the revelation he had obtained.

He was silent for a while, and after about an hour, the doorbell rang.

Isengard Stanton came with the latest information on the Desire Apostle.

According to the news from Essinger, Jason Belial took action again. The families of the two stubborn detectives who believed in the Lord of Storms felt that they would not be implicated, so they did not put themselves under the protection of the church. During lunch, they were discovered

They died in their own offices. One was frightened to death by his own fear, and the other was so excited that he died of heart failure.

"However, in this way, the Punisher has officially intervened in this matter. Now, it is said that several major churches and even official high-sequence powerhouses have set their sights on the 'Apostle of Desire' incident."

The two detectives discussed for a moment. Judging from the results, now that the three major churches have all mobilized, it is only a matter of time before the devil is caught. Jason Belial's behavior of seeking death is in line with the devil's crazy characteristics, but it also violates the "cold-blooded"

Those who have no fear of extreme rational common sense.

Such unusual clues made the detectives think.

"The actions of the 'Desire Apostle' today have confirmed one of my guesses. Haha, it's also the question you thought of before."

"His main purpose is not revenge?" Klein understood the other party's words.

Essinger leaned forward and said solemnly: "Since Jason has passed the 'cold-blooded' stage, it means that he must have become cold-blooded, and it is impossible to do this for that demon dog.

"But, Sherlock, you see, up to now, all of Backlund's official extraordinary forces have been mobilized, and even high-sequence experts have shifted more attention to this matter. At this time, Jie

If Sen wanted to deal with another, real target, wouldn't it be much easier?"

Klein thought for a moment and responded in a deep voice:

"That makes sense!"

……………

After communicating for a while, Essinger continued to look for Kaslana. After Klein tossed a coin, he decided to go out and head to the Krag Club.

They have not disclosed their speculations to the official Beyonders for the time being, for fear of causing harm to Jason and causing him to give up his actions.

As soon as he entered the Cragg Club, Klein met surgeon Alan in the lobby.

"Long time no see." He greeted with a smile.

"I've been too busy recently." Allen responded in a friendly manner, but kept a cold expression as usual, "and my wife is pregnant recently, and I want to be a father again."

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Edward walked on the road with no purpose or direction, and deliberately did not think about his destination. He walked slowly on the streets of Backlund relying solely on the guidance of his spiritual intuition.

"Paras Negan is a believer of the Storm Lord. He seemed to have been assassinated by a pirate once. At that time, I was still in Tingen, preparing for the ceremony of the true creator's descent."

He muttered words as he walked, and the crow squatting on his shoulders turned to listen, sometimes answering in spiritual communication: "So we have to wait and wait, focus on Negan, and wait for an encounter with Beria?"

"Yes. Unfortunately, we don't have items related to Pallas Negan on hand, so we can't locate it through divination."

Crow said regretfully: "My divination skills are not that good, and since I am a Duke and have been assassinated once, I must have corresponding anti-divination measures now, so it is not so easy to be discovered."

"..."

Edward suddenly stopped. Their position happened to be not far from a park in the middle of the street. The ground beneath their feet shook slightly. There was yellow and white smoke floating up from the hidden outlet of the park in the middle of the street. There was probably a steam train passing by below.

"You are right, Amon."

Edward spoke slowly: "...This reminds me of one thing. The Beria family has nothing to do with pirates, but they all focused on Duke Negan and came one after another to assassinate him. The pirates are okay

Explain that enough money can drive them to do dirty work, but the Beria family is different. Their purpose should be to go to the abyss and worship Fabuti, and because the problem of the path itself has long faded from the eyes of the world, they should not

Impressed by money and benefits.”

"No one thought there was a problem at the time. If you think about it carefully, you will find that it is unreasonable and illogical, but it did happen. Doesn't the style look familiar?"

The crow calmed down and answered uncertainly: "Paranoid?"

"If it hadn't been for the Mother Tree of Desire giving the Beria family a gift, and He couldn't have borrowed the power of the external gods anyway, I would have suspected that the Beria family's preparations were his ghostly arrangements for me."

"However, according to our memory, killing a secular duke does not require his hands. It is the organization's responsibility to peel away the cocoons from the chaotic connections, find the most critical point, and then destroy it, causing the entire balance to collapse.

Things one should do for Him.”

The crow sharpened his talons on a piece of metal decoration on Edward's shoulder, tilted his head and looked at the white circles under his eyes in the reflection of the metal piece. He suddenly asked: "What is the current era heading towards?"

"...It seems that for the war that Russell did not start, someone will take care of it this time. It's really good, and he is also a shadow of order."

Edward silently calculated in his mind, and then nodded: "Indeed, it is time to redistribute interests, clean up the redundant population, and solve the problems left by Russell. The 'war sweeping the world' cannot be accomplished by one person or one country.

The fight does not depend on people, countries, or kings, but on gods. When the Black Emperor was dictatorial, everyone wanted to resist or temporarily avoid the edge, but when they and they both had this idea, this fight

War will naturally present opportunities."

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, wars on both sides, and a complete man-made disaster in the near future." He read, "It's great, this boring world can always give me some old things to sort out."

At this moment, the strong wind howled and blew away the gloomy clouds. Edward reached out and held down the top hat on his head, pulled up his collar, and the cold wind cut the faces of the passersby like a knife. Everyone involuntarily lowered their heads and shrank.

Neck, no one noticed a figure crossing the sky very quickly.

The crow leaned down to prevent himself from being blown away, the haze dispersed, and the faint sunlight temporarily fell. Edward looked back at the disappeared storm demigod, and paused thoughtfully for a while.
To be continued...