Mystery: The Transcendental Path From Angels

　　 Olbia got up, planning to cook a meal for herself and her captives.

　　 After all, people are iron rice or steel, and the ghost knows how long it will be before Azka arrives. He doesn't want his plan to die midway.

　　 She cooked some simple meals, ate some by herself, took some and got up and brought them to Xma, the Dark Saint.

　　 walked to the door of the secret room, she pushed the door open, and walked in without a trace of doubt.

　　 But after entering, she was stunned.

　　The dark saint Xima is gone!

　　 Olbia quickly explored the whole house and the surrounding environment spiritually, but still did not see the dark saint Xma.

　　 Seeing this dark saint really escaped.

　　 This is a lot of trouble.

　　 Olbia didn't know why Xema, who was bound by her own rope of darkness, would slip out of tune quietly, or without disturbing herself.

　　 This is simply impossible.

　　 But what is impossible like this is happening now.

　　 Is there someone who is of the rank of an angel like himself to save the dark saint Xma?

　　 Olbia was a little irritable, pacing around the room.

　　 But, the strongest in the Aurora is only a demigod!

　　 And even if the angel wanted to save the dark saint Xma, it was impossible not to disturb him, and it was so easy to find the secret room.

　　 You must know that you use rituals to cover up the door.

　　 Olbia rubbed her eyebrows and sat on the chair.

　　 It seems that this is not easy!

　　 Orvia is no longer planning to think about how the dark saint Xmar will go out.

　　 She now has to consider what kind of lineup Xima will use to deal with herself, even though she is an angel.

　　 But after all, he has reached the point of endless death. If he is the weaker party, it is definitely better to find good people first.

　　 And I have to beware of the Extraordinary who walks to the Dark Saint Xma, maybe it is a Sequence 1 Angel King.

　　 Olbia had a wry smile, but she didn't expect that the excuse she made up would come true. Although the process was different, the result was the same.

　　 It seems that I am going to drop Elna White to my side, and depending on the situation, I have to go to the Dark Night Church for help.

Ugh!

　　 Olbia was a little helpless.

　　 I didn't expect that I would go to the church for help in the end, but this would also work, filling my last loophole.

　　 Olbia got up and wanted to leave, but after looking at the crimson moonlight outside, after thinking about it, I decided to go tomorrow!

　　 Anyway, it's not in a hurry.

　　…………

　　 In the open space surrounded by the abandoned warehouse, the "Machine Heart" came and went, and went and came again. The person in charge of this incident has changed from a team leader to a deacon-level powerhouse.

　　 Ikanser Bernard’s brunette hair is always messy, stubbornly stretching out, even if he wears a hat, he can’t hide it.

　　 so much so that many members of "Mechanical Heart" secretly joked that the deacon might be using a bomb to cut hair.

　　 At this moment, Ikanser, whose face is firm and clear, is holding an ancient silver mirror with patterns.

　　 There is an eye-like decoration on each side of the mirror. They are based on black gems and look secluded and charming.

　　 Ikanser looked around and said:

　　 "Although the rats in the sewers are experts in interfering with divination and channeling, and have done effective treatment on the scene, this is a mysterious and extraordinary world, and there is no way to guarantee 100% success."

　　 While speaking, he looked at the silver mirror in his hand and stroked the surface with his right palm three times.

　　 After a two-second pause, Ikanser took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

　　 "Dear Arrods, my question is, who was involved in what happened in this place just now?"

　　 The surrounding darkness suddenly became turbulent, and water gleamed on the surface of the silver mirror.

　　 Soon, a picture appeared in the silver mirror:

　　 In the crimson moonlight, there was a person floating in the air. She was wearing a black cloak and a black iron mask. Bats scattered from her body.

　　 As the water flashed, the picture changed, and a middle-aged man in a dark red cloak appeared. His arms were burning with bright flames, but his head was hidden in the darkness.

Scenes alternated, Ikanser and others saw a woman with a complicated black court dress and messy light blonde hair. However, her face was not clearly visible, but strangely she was also wearing a black iron. mask.

　　 Next to this lady, there are two men with black hairs, their backs being pulled by strange arms.

　　Finally, the change is over, and it freezes on the picture of bunches of flames roaring into the sky, "fireworks" blooming brilliantly, and bright shining.

　　 In such a dreamy scene, the man in the black double-breasted long dress just appeared again.

　　 His body twisted and stretched horizontally, and another person appeared. He was wearing a black double-breasted gown and a half-height silk top hat. His body was distorted and his face was so fuzzy that it was difficult to see clearly.

　　 Facing forward, with the hand holding the top hat, he pressed his chest, bowed slightly, and saluted.

　　 His face is not only disturbed to the extreme blur, but also vaguely showing the oily color.

　　 Ikanser frowned. He didn't care about the others, but those Extraordinary people wearing black iron masks had to care.

　　 He clearly felt that the Extraordinary who could scatter bats from his body was definitely above the demigod.

　　 It doesn’t matter if it’s just an ordinary dress that hides the identity.

　　 But if it is a secret organization, UU reading www.uukanshu.com would be a big one.

　　 This is an organization that has Beyonders beyond the demigod level!

　　 This is much more threatening than the Aurora Society.

　　 Ikanser was waiting to ask the players what they thought, and suddenly a few lines of ancient Fusac words appeared on the silver mirror:

　　 "According to the principle of reciprocity, it is my turn to ask questions."

　　 "If you answer incorrectly or lie, you will be punished."

　　 The word "punishment" is as red as blood, as if still dripping with liquid!

　　 The expression on Ikanser's face was distorted for a moment, and then became very solemn.

　　 Immediately afterwards, water flashed on the silver mirror, and a new line of words appeared:

　　 "What is your sexual orientation?"

　　 Ikanser was stunned, only to feel all the eyes of the surrounding players cast over.

　　…………

　　 Secluded suburbs, in a dilapidated house.

　　 Several people are sitting on a round table!

　　 "Let's talk about it!"

　　 "Why the dark saint Xma is interested in inviting us today."

　　 is a beautiful woman who has a long white neck and small and delicate ears.

　　 is holy, dignified, not stained with dust, and has a bright and splendid appearance.

　　 And her pure white robes and loosely rolled up hair add a little introverted and lazy temperament to her.

　　 This kind of temperament and figure is undoubtedly Miss Desperate Nightingale-Panadia.

　　 "To deal with an angel."

　　 "To deal with angels?"

　　 "Xima, have you been a saint for such a long time, have you regarded yourself highly."

　　 "I am only a saint, not a king of angels."

　　 "How did you tell me to deal with angels."