Chapter 419: Acting or Reality?

Ten seconds, eleven, twelve... Duke Negan counted the numbers silently. One-third of the time had already passed, and he seemed to have already heard the sound of the storm appearing above Saint Wind Cathedral.

That Archbishop was approaching rapidly.

"Witch..." Duke Negan looked at the Witch being besieged by three Sequence 5 bodyguards and suddenly developed some other thoughts.

Capturing her alive in this situation did not seem impossible, it was just that a Witch was truly too dangerous...

Duke Negan simply stayed where he was and waited, not going far. He still had two other bodyguards by his side, but leaving might cause him to fall into other traps; it was better to wait here for God's Singer.

Click!

In a corner of the battlefield, a subtle sound rang out; it was a group of noblewomen who had been frozen stiff.

"Heh!" Trissy glanced at Klein and God's Singer with contempt, not in the slightest bit worried about her current predicament.

Of course, it wasn't entirely an act...

He felt the death of Duke Negan, and rage burned through his reason.

God's Singer struck suddenly, and the storm and thunder descended, as if to destroy the entire Backlund Queen District.

The distance between the two was no more than fifty meters, and Duke Negan had been in the same spot for over thirty seconds.

This caused the Mirror World to manifest at the scene, and everyone could see the Deputy Director of MI9 frozen in mid-air, confronting this terrifying Witch Demigod.

The Witch's expression was somewhat strange. She stared at Klein, fierce light flickering in her eyes; she was already suspecting that this was a trap set for her.

She raised her proud head, as if looking down at this Storm Church Archbishop, "Remember, this was done by my Witch Sect."

His "Distortion" was of no use at all; he could not "Distort" this action.

"Duke, what are you thinking about?" The tone was soft and teasing, full of Charm.

"Please, by all means, do not hold back." Trissy also had a bit of a talent for Provoke.

A certain power spread out, and Trissy's flickering figure suddenly solidified.

He acted too well, as if he really wanted to keep Trissy here completely.

This was the same as the first Witch who carried out the assassination; both were Sequence 5!

To kill Duke Negan, the Witch Sect dispatched one Demigod and two Sequence 5s in total.

At a certain moment, Klein really had thought about joining forces with God's Singer to trap Trissy here.

"Let's see where you can run!" God's Singer landed on the scene, storms and tsunamis in his eyes.

"Die!" The Ice Spear in the Witch's hand pierced directly through Duke Negan's chest. Not a drop of blood splashed out; his body was completely frozen.

The scene suddenly became interesting; the Witch and the Archbishop both looked at Klein.

Among that group of frozen noblewomen, there was still another Witch!

"Quick..." The bodyguard's words came to an abrupt end. In the space, strands of subtle but tough spider silk emerged, imprisoning both Duke Negan and the two bodyguards.

"No rush." Trissy glanced at Klein and struck a lethal blow!

At this moment, the entire Mirror World had black strands of hair connected with invisible transparent threads rising up, forming an exaggerated spider web that enveloped Klein.

Just now, when Duke Negan was assassinated, they had also been unluckily frozen, and no one at the scene paid them any mind.

Crack!

Klein's vision blurred. He subconsciously looked up and saw God's Singer under the dark clouds with an extremely ugly expression.

This Archbishop, who had a fairly good relationship with John Constantine, had a face even gloomier than the clouds in the sky. His blue hair danced in the wind, sparking with bolts of Lightning.

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Klein watched as Trissy raised her hand wearing the Sapphire Ring, and his Spirituality began to scream.

"Distortion," "Amplification"! Klein distorted the existence of the mirror space, amplifying the imbalance between it and the Real World.

Disease infected him without a doubt. At the same time, this Duke, whose health was not very good to begin with, was affected by Pleasure; blood surged downward, desires fluctuated, the Disease worsened, and his brain was filled with lewd thoughts, causing him to lose the ability to resist.

"You're late." Trissy's body, which had been struck by the thunder, shattered directly, and she appeared in another direction.

After all, opportunities like this were definitely rare.

"Primordial Witch, you are the Doomsday, you are Chaos..."

It was just that this was not only a Despair Witch!

Klein also timely used "Amplification" and "Distortion" to enhance the Lightning and hinder Trissy's movements.

Now, it had been no more than twenty seconds since Duke Negan blew the strange Conch.

God's Singer looked at Klein and nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude for his timely assistance.

"Utilization"! Klein leaped directly into the air, utilizing the Rule to hover, avoiding falling into the spider web and flames.

This greatest landed noble of the Loen Kingdom, the leader of the conservatives, had died after all.

With a Storm Demigod who excelled in attacks, plus his support, killing a Despair Witch was very simple.

Of course, strictly speaking, Klein's current behavior had no problems at all. After all, on the surface, the two sides were enemies, and doing everything possible to keep the enemy here was exactly what he should do.

"You should go too, God's Singer is almost here." Klein moved his gaze away from the dead Duke Negan and said, looking at the dark clouds gathering in the sky.

Klein pressed the pocket watch in his hand, "Forbidden Teleportation!"

Although the two bodyguards were imprisoned, they still made corresponding obstructions, but the Witch did not entangle with them, directly leaving behind a broken Magic Wand and a shattered mirror, using a substitute to evade them.

A Witch rushed out from the ice sculpture. She glanced at Duke Negan, and the Witch's Disease and Charm fell upon him simultaneously, disintegrating his will to fight.

Whoosh!

A high-speed sound of breaking air rang out. From the middle of that pile of frozen noblewomen exuding a biting chill, an ice cone rose suddenly and pierced toward Duke Negan at high speed.

"Go!" Starlight lit up on this Witch's body. Her figure flashed behind the other Witch, and she reached out to bring her companion directly into the Spirit World.

Boom!

Terrifying thunder came from the horrific dark clouds in the sky, and that incandescent Lightning had already struck toward Trissy before the sound arrived.

Sizzle!

Deep, silent black flames surged up from the thick, long hair and the illusory threads simultaneously, using Spirituality as fuel, intending to burn Klein to ashes.

The ancient and awkward chanting in Giant Language drifted into Klein's mind, as if the scene of an ancient tribe sacrificing to the "Witch" of Primordial had appeared.

The Sapphire Ring lit up slightly amidst such chanting, its faint glow illuminating the faces of Klein and the "God's Singer".