The deteriorated divine blood of the real creator Snow sold to Klein was made into three blasphemous spells, one of which killed Master Luo and the other used outside Baiyam. Now the last one, the target is not Ince!

Even with the goddess' curse of bad luck, Klein was not sure that Incezangewell, who was already vigilant.

However, this is not a big problem!

While the black iron talisman turned into stream light, Klein's spirituality touched the deep red stars representing Leonard. In reality, Leonard immediately understood. While raising his left palm against his forehead, he took out a "traitor" talisman. With the help of the old man, he maximized the effect of this talisman-

"destiny!"

Ancient supernatural language echoes in the air, countless dazzling silver-white lightnings come from the sky, falling one after another on Leonard. At the same time, another ancient Hormis word comes from the lightning-

"Light!"

The dazzling sun fire even suppressed the silver white of the thunder. Under Leonard's suicide attack, all the damage was fed back to Ince!

Ins was immediately electrocuted and then roasted, his whole body was charred, and the endless murmur in his mind made him start to grow fine and thick black body hair.

His deep blue and dark eyes were full of confusion, because with Leonard's strength, it was impossible...

At this moment, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw 0-08, which had begun to write again at some point. On his already burnt priest robe, a string of words appeared faintly-

"Oh, poor Ince Zangwell, he actually tried to use a young man with a thief angel parasitism! Poor Ince Zangwell, he only discovered that his dream was successfully used, but did not notice that while Leonard committed suicide, the dream was stolen! Ha, sure enough, every high-level thief is an excellent scam master, even if he is the conscience of the thief!"

Ince Zangwell's eyes were scarlet, and the damage on his body had become a fact, but the filthy words still echoed in his ears. A spirit suddenly floated out of his body. The body's body quickly turned black and darkened, then twisted, distorted, and exploded into a ball. Ince used this to escape the influence of the filthy words spell, and grabbed the 0-08 that jumped randomly and quickly wrote:

"Ince Zangwell's mental state is far better than he thought. Even though he has endured the attack of whispering from unknown sources, he still has the ability to effectively control his mythical biological form. He decided not to make any reservations and try his best to escape from here!"

As the last stroke of the classical quill fell, Inszangewell's body also changed. His eyes became dark as ink, and the fine runes extended little by little, forming one and a twisted mysterious symbol.

His waist, his ribs, his clothes swelled, and his flesh squirmed. Four skinless and blood-wound arms grew, and the arms were quickly covered with white feathers, and the breath of death continued to spread around.

At the same time, Inszangewell's teeth were lifted up one by one, becoming sharp and sharp. When you look closely, you can still see countless blurred and tiny faces embedded in the surface of the teeth.

In just a blink of an eye, the night watchman lay on the ground and became a strange monster with eight legs and white feathers.

The entire square was suddenly shrouded in the night, and the insects in the soil and bacteria on the floor tiles died one by one, entering an eternal sleep.

This is the combination of night and the power of death.

"Close your eyes!" Pales' voice suddenly exploded in Leonard's ear. Leonard did not hesitate at all and immediately closed his eyes. Klein, who was located above the gray fog, had already made a response. He reached out to Leonard, allowing him to gain a strange vision like God's perspective. At the same time, a talisman like a ruby ​​was thrown to the battlefield by him-

"life!"

A red moon suddenly appeared on the night sky shrouded in silence and darkness. A strong vitality spread, spirituality was growing, and everything was reviving, directly suppressing the realm of silence that had just spread.

The scepter in his hand fell down, and silver-white lightning bolts hit Inszangewell, who entered the form of an incomplete mythical creature. Ins, like a big spider with a wolf's head and feathers, ran on his eight legs in the square, trying to shake off the thunder's bombardment at a high speed that dragged out the afterimage.

only……

"What am I going to do?" Inszangewell's body suddenly froze. When he came to his senses again, countless thunders had completely wrapped him up.

Seeing that he could not escape the lightning strike, Inszangewell immediately put away one of his legs, held the classical quill, and wrote on his feathers while running:

"It is obviously not only Renette Tinikol who is watching the fun. After being attracted by the battle by chance, a great existence sympathized with Ince Zangwell's situation and decided to help him and take him away from the spiritual world!"

But as soon as the text was settled, the quill shaking uncontrollably, adding a sentence to a very small amplitude—

"It's a pity that Renette Tinicol seems to be very dissatisfied with someone breaking into the 'theater' where she booked the venue without authorization. The two started a clash in the spiritual world. For a moment, no spiritual creature dared to get close!"

While writing, Ince Zangwell ate several more thunders, while Leonard took out another Yang Flame Spell, looking for an opportunity to throw it out.

In the dark eyes of Ince Zangwell, surrounded by mysterious symbols, a blood-red light flashed away. He held the quill in his hand tightly and waved it forcibly-

"Another unknown existence was attracted to try to enter the real world while Renette Tinicol was entangled..."

But before he finished writing, a door of sacrifice suddenly appeared suddenly. A man who had been neglected before and was hidden in the corner picked up a crystal bottle that had been soaked in gold from the door of sacrifice.

Almost in an instant, an extremely terrifying aura descended on this square. Whether it was the red moon in the sky or the dead and dark environment, they were completely cleared in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the golden crystal bottle disappeared again in the door of sacrifice, and the quill in Ince's hand, which was covered with black smoke, quietly wrote a new sentence-
Chapter completed!