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"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"
In the gloomy world echoing with crows' cries, the corpses hanging inside the Black-Spired Church all fixed their gazes on Klein as he appeared.
At the same time, slow footsteps sounded from the depths of the church, as though an elderly person were slowly approaching from within.
Klein did not need to think to know who was approaching. Maintaining the special state of his Spirit Body Threads, he quickly snapped his fingers.
Snap!
A brilliant white flame surged from his wallet. This flame was a group blessing from Red of War, and it instantly enveloped him. But after flickering a few times inside the black church, the white flames rapidly died out, leaving Klein where he stood, unable to jump away.
The War Angel is too far away! With only this little mystical connection, there's no way I can jump outside. If he were nearby, or if there were members of Red of War nearby, I should be able to use this Flaming Jump to move somewhere a little farther away...
Without showing any disappointment, he immediately activated Creeping Hunger and attempted to teleport.
Klein's body turned transparent, then reappeared. He had not moved a single step.
His starting point and destination seemed to have been strangely connected.
Grafting? Grafting from the Marauder pathway? Or a High-Sequence Beyonder ability of the Seer pathway? Klein's thoughts raced. He had long known that he could never escape Zaratul without paying a substantial price. Without hesitation, he reached for the charm in his inner pocket, which could still be used once more.
The charm radiated warmth, gradually calming Klein.
But just then, the footsteps from the depths had already reached a point less than ten meters directly in front of Klein. A beam of light shone from somewhere, illuminating