Suddenly, Klein had that familiar feeling again, as if every tree, every leaf, every stone, and every blade of grass around him wanted to kill him.
Just as the strange net of fragments, papers, and other trash was about to pounce on him, his body suddenly collapsed and thinned, turning into a paper figure.
Whoosh whoosh!
The arrow-like branches pierced through the paper figures and fell into the distance, while the strange net then completely enveloped everything there, binding it into a sphere that gently undulated.
Klein's body appeared seven or eight meters to the side, knowing that the attack he had feared had finally come.
Without any observation or hesitation, he raised his right hand to reach into his pocket and take out the Adventurer Harmonica.
The situation he just encountered made him realize that the attackers were most likely Demigod from the Rose School of Thought, enemies he couldn't currently defeat!
The one who was hunting Sharron back then gave him a similar feeling!
Just then, the paper figures in his pocket suddenly flew out and stuck to his face, one after another, layer upon layer!
At the same time, Klein's sleeve tightened on its own, binding his arm and forearm and preventing his hand from reaching down.
His tarpaulin and his brown jacket both seemed to shrink inwards, like a giant bear giving a hug!
Within a second or two, he was bound to the spot by his own clothes, pants, and shoes, his face covered in paper figures, his ribs felt like they were about to break, and he was having great difficulty breathing.
Klein was both mentally prepared and had extensive combat experience, so he didn't panic at this moment. His unaffected right thumb and middle finger pressed together and made a snapping sound.
A crimson flame suddenly erupted from the back of his knees, burning the trouser legs tightly wrapped around his knees completely, and then spreading upwards and downwards.
Seizing the opportunity, Klein straightened his knees, sprang up with difficulty, and lunged to his right like a cannonball that had just been fired but had no power to fall to the ground.
While he was in mid-air, he snapped his fingers again, this time igniting the sleeve at the joint of his right arm!
Where he had been standing, the green weeds suddenly withered, and the dark ground instantly turned white, as if it had been weathered for a long time.
The attack came silently and without warning. If Klein hadn't known the enemy was powerful and that staying in one position would likely have resulted in an unbearable attack, and hadn't first removed the effects on his legs, he would now be severely injured, incapacitated, and possibly dead.
With a snap, two spots on Klein's sleeve caught fire, finally giving his right hand room to move. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the Adventurer Harmonica.
thump!
He fell to the ground, rolled over, and then used his right hand to propel himself up, snapping his fingers with his left hand, which was gloved with human skin.
This time, his target was the paper figures pasted on his face, suffocating him.
Snap!
The paper figure burst into flames, the crimson tongues of fire nearly burning Klein's hair.
Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind:
A thin arrow, formed from condensed ice crystals and tinged with a dark green, hurtled toward his head at incredible speed!
Because of its high speed and its transparency, this thin arrow is normally undetectable!
Even though Klein sensed danger, it was already too late, because his movements were still restricted by his clothing, and he didn't have time to completely avoid the danger.
In a flash of thought, he bent his waist with difficulty, his upper body fell backward, and he shifted quite a bit to the right.
puff!
The cold, thin ice arrow struck his left chest, instantly shattering the brown jacket and all-white crew neck shirt in that area, sending them flying into the air.
However, the deadly ice arrow could not proceed further, because a dark brown book stood in its way.
The book looked ordinary, with its inner pages bound from common yellowish-brown parchment, but unlike the two outer layers of clothing, it wasn't torn or even had a single tear.
Groselle's Travels!
This item was undamaged after being directly struck by the " Lightning Storm " of the " Sea God Scepter " combined with a small amount of power from the mysterious space!
Klein, who was terrified by the telegram "I saw you" last night, has undoubtedly added new protective measures, preparing every method he can think of!
Besides hiding the travelogue close to his vital parts, he also carried an iron cigarette case in his other pocket containing a contaminated " Kindling " glove. If things went wrong, he would dismantle the Wall of Spirituality and throw out this item to see if it could attract the attention of the " True Creator " and prompt Him to send His powerful subordinates to make the situation even more chaotic.
He knew that even evil gods like the " True Creator " loathed the " Mother Tree of Desire "!
After blocking the ice arrow, Klein fell to the ground, rolled to the side, and brought his Adventurer Harmonica to his lips, giving it a sharp blast.
At this moment, his face was blackened by the smoke from the burning paper figures, but thanks to the " Flame Manipulation " ability, he was unharmed.
Then, he felt the clothes binding his left arm, waist, abdomen, thigh, neck, and feet suddenly return to normal, giving him freedom again.
As he played the harmonica, he quickly activated his Spirit Vision and saw the messenger girl emerge from the void, carrying four blond, red-eyed heads that turned on their own and looked in the same direction.
One of the heads snorted, opened its mouth, and inhaled.
A chilling wind howled, and a hundred meters away from Klein, a figure was forcibly pulled from the green trees by an invisible force.
The figure could no longer remain invisible to others and quickly became semi-transparent and semi-real.
He was an elderly man with sparse white hair and deep wrinkles, his features reminiscent of the Southern Continent Reinette Tinekerr's image, his brow twitched involuntarily, and then he opened his mouth without hesitation, as if to deliver the ultimate curse brewing within her long silence.
Just then, the other head that Reinette Tinekerr was holding opened its mouth, as if making a silent Scream.
So nothing happened in the woods.
Upon seeing this, Jax quickly turned his head slightly to look at Klein. Before Klein could react, the image of the other man with sparse white hair and exaggerated wrinkles appeared in his left and right eyes respectively!
His mind went cold instantly. His thoughts weren't slow, but he lost control of his body and could only watch helplessly as the white-haired old man disappeared, before turning to face the messenger girl.
The two heads that Reinette Tinekerr was carrying suddenly flew out and came to Klein. One of them opened its mouth and inhaled, while the other's red eyes darkened and its teeth grew longer and sharper, existing between illusion and reality.
Klein saw the translucent, sparsely-haired old man being forcibly "pulled" out of his body, and then the messenger's head, with its teeth growing longer, bit down on his shoulder, tearing off a large chunk of something that was both a spirit and a flesh.
Jax frowned, but didn't scream. His figure vanished abruptly, leaping into a shard of glass a hundred meters away.
Then, as if being chased by an invisible hand, an invisible enemy, he appeared and Blink in shallow puddles, animal eyes, dewdrops on grass, and other places, finally getting a chance to catch his breath. At this time, Klein's body was still a little stiff, and he felt cold from the inside out.
Whew... Jax entered the Spirit World and came out again, holding a wet, sticky, palm-sized little figure in his hand.
The little man's face had only one hole, from which Klein was exhaling a grayish-white mist that he found familiar.
Without hesitation, Jax stuffed the little man into his mouth.
Seeing this, the other two heads that Reinette Tinekerr was carrying also detached from her grasp and flew towards Jax along with the previous ones, arriving almost instantly.
But Jax had already begun to change.
His body turned black, his skin wrinkled, and he secreted obvious water stains. His hair, eyebrows, and other hair withered and fell off, and his limbs became thinner and longer.
In the blink of an eye, Jax seemed to have been assimilated by the little man, becoming a large, black, long-limbed, swollen, wrinkled, wet baby!
His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears had detached from their original positions and moved towards the center of his face, as if they were about to come together and coalesce into a completely new organ.
His skin, his arms, the shape of his new organs—all carried an indescribable mystery and evil. Klein only glanced at them, and his body, which had just recovered from the cold, became extremely itchy, with patches of red spots made up of fine granules rising on his skin.
His eyes were undoubtedly stinging unbearably, and he instinctively closed them tightly, squeezing out tears.
After he calmed down through Cogitation and reopened his eyes, he found that the messenger and the Demigod of the Rose School of Thought had vanished without a trace.
However, Klein's Spirituality intuition told him that the two were still nearby, engaged in a fierce battle that sometimes took place in the Spirit World and sometimes outside. The falling leaves, the swaying grass, the crawling insects, and the running wild beasts all represented one confrontation after another.
With a sudden thought, Klein took out the " Death Knell " revolver while quickly pinching the first joint of his index finger twice with his left thumb.
Countless illusory lines appeared before his eyes, allowing him to see things different from normal vision and Spirit Vision:
Two dense black threads, swirling and intertwining rapidly around him, symbolized Reinette Tinekerr and the Demigod of the Rose School of Thought!
In addition to these, Klein also discovered a dense mass of illusory black lines in the distance rapidly approaching his location, pausing occasionally to avoid the two Demigod engaged in fierce combat.
Another enemy? Someone who was hiding in the distance waiting for the outcome, but has now decided to join the battle? In any case, under these circumstances, the one approaching stealthily is definitely an enemy! Klein's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned the hammer of " Death Knell " so that it hung naturally, ready for Fatal Attack.
Then, pretending not to notice the illusory black line, he reached into his pocket with his left hand, grabbed a gold coin, and let it secretly bounce and roll between his fingers in a Divination- like manner.
He's interfering with those nearby's Spirituality intuition about danger!
After losing the paper doll, this was the only method he could use.
After patiently waiting two seconds until the enemy entered firing range, Klein's eyes narrowed, and he abruptly raised his right hand, aimed in that direction, and pulled the trigger!