Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 91 I can save him
Klein hurried upstairs, his expression solemn.

Seeing him like this, Luo Shan spoke with some concern:
"What's wrong, Klein? Aren't you in the armory?"

"Roxanne."

Klein's voice trembled slightly. "Take Mrs. Orianna and Brett and the others out of the company. Today is a day off. Immediately."

After hearing Klein's words, some long-forgotten dark memories appeared in Roxanne's mind.

She nodded with a serious expression, immediately picked up her handbag and left quickly.

"Actually, as much as I hate others becoming Beyonders, I admire Nighthawks just as much..."

Before leaving, Roxanne lowered her voice and spoke to Klein.

……

After making sure all civilian personnel had been notified, Klein immediately turned around and returned to the empty armory.

He quickly wrote a note, then lit the candle and placed it on the table, reciting sincerely:
"I! In my name I call:

"A spirit wandering in illusion, a rabbit-shaped rat chasing territory, a messenger belonging exclusively to Metersbonwe."

Since there is only one person in the world with such a strange name as Metersbonwe, it can be pointed to Roger in the mystical sense.

Soon, a pika carrying a silk bag appeared. Klein handed it the note and said:

"The payment will be made by the other party. This matter is urgent, please hurry up."

The De La Hoya Rat nodded, turned, and disappeared.

It also sensed the dangerous aura that was slowly approaching.

Roger, who was bored and watching Hana and others pack up their instruments, suddenly felt an intuitive feedback in his heart.

He quickly walked to the bathroom, locked the door, and the "De La Hoya Rat" really appeared from the shadows.

"Your letter." It handed the note to Roger, took five different nuts from him, glanced at the surroundings with disgust, and then disappeared.

There was only one short sentence written on the note:
"Come to Zouteland Street, Klein."

"It happened so soon?"

Although Roger had expected this day to come, he had to admit that the timing was too tricky.

It just so happened that I was on duty at the dock area and couldn't take a leave.

Although it is not known how Ins knew his schedule, it did cause him trouble.

"I still need to use the 'Traveler's Dice' to return to the West District first..."

Thinking of this, Roger quickly left the bathroom, told Faye that he was going out for a while, and then quickly walked out the door under the latter's puzzled gaze.

"This transmission is safe, this transmission is safe."

Roger flipped a coin and got tails.

This result happened twice in a row, and he cursed unconsciously:
"Damn, 0-08!"

Roger immediately knew that it was probably because Ins used 0-08 to affect the probability of his successful transmission!

Now there is one last choice before him.

He began to recite in ancient Hermetic language:

"Play with the hands of time, travel..."

Before Roger finished his second sentence, the scenery around him changed rapidly.

The next second, he arrived at Zouteland Street, inside the building where the Blackthorn Security Company was located.

Although he didn't know where the Ammon people were, he still bowed slightly and ran quickly to the end of the corridor.

As soon as he entered the office of Blackthorn Security Company, he saw Klein, his eyes red, using the Joker's "Card Knife" to attack Dunn, who was deeper in the room, from a distance!

However, this attack had no effect on Dunn and could only delay his actions briefly.

"Klein!"

Roger grabbed Klein's shoulders.

The latter saw him stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "You are finally here, the captain is out of control... Be careful!"

As the two were talking, the bony arm on Dunn's chest suddenly stretched out, and his "fingers" clenched into a fist, striking hard at the place where Roger and Klein were!
Fortunately, Roger and Klein both reacted in time and dodged backwards at the same time.

"Don't stay here, let's go out. The man who plotted against your captain is outside." "Don't hesitate, listen to me, I can save him!"

When Klein heard Roger's words, he nodded without hesitation.

Right now, he can only trust Roger!

Outside Blackthorn Security Company, Zouteland Street.

For some reason, this street, which was not deserted to begin with, is now deserted.

Sitting on the bench across the street was a middle-aged man in his 40s wearing a black double-breasted robe.

The man wore a soft hat and had dark golden hair. His facial features were as clear as a classical sculpture, his skin was pale and his face was without a single wrinkle.

From the difference between his dark blue, almost black pupils, it could be seen that he was blind in one eye.

This was Ince Zangwill.

He sat in a relaxed position, leisurely waiting for Dunn Smith, who would bring him Saint Selina's ashes, and Klein Moretti, the only remaining night watchman in the Blackthorn Security Company.

As soon as they come out, he will kill them instantly, and the saint's ashes will belong to him.

Although this wasn't the optimal solution that Ins had initially considered, what did it matter if he could obtain the Sequence 4 "Night Watchman" Beyonder characteristic?

Hope is right at hand.

However, just as Ins was thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He turned his head in surprise, only to see a rapier made of flesh and bone pointed at his neck.

Mr. C, who had been promoted to "Shepherd," stood quietly behind Ince Zangwill. His face had transformed into that of an ordinary person, his eyes cold and ruthless.

At the same time, the door of Blackthorn Security Company opened, and Roger and Klein retreated at the same time.

"Metersbonwe?"

Ince Zangwill's eyes widened, as if he had not expected the executive director of the Tingen City Stray Animal Protection Association to appear here.

"I clearly chose a time when he couldn't take a vacation, and even used 0-08 to block his dice..."

"Yo, Ince."

Roger turned around to look at Ince Zangwill, who was being held hostage by Mr. C, and taunted him:

"Finally caught you."

"Ince? Ince Zangwill?"

Klein blurted out, and he immediately recalled the wanted poster about the former Archbishop of the Church of Evernight that he had seen from Dunn.

"Well, I'll explain later."

As Roger spoke, he looked towards the end of the corridor in front of him.

There, Dunn Smith could already be seen.

Ince Zangwill already felt something was wrong at this time, because the current situation was beyond his control.

At the same time, Mr. C suddenly felt an inexplicable premonition of danger.

He subconsciously exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist, and just as he did so, a sickle made of bones chopped down heavily where he had been standing!

On the other hand, a strong light suddenly appeared in the exploding flesh and blood.

The strong light instantly burned the huge undead creature holding a sickle in the shade of the tree behind Ins, and instantly melted it into nothingness.

This is the power of the "Priest of Light"!

Although Mr. C managed to escape, while his flesh and blood were being reassembled, Ins stood up holding the notebook in his hand, and his figure quickly faded.

But the transformation was just halfway through when it suddenly stopped with a crisp snap of fingers.

The pale-faced Ins was forced out of the teleportation state, staggered back and sat back on the bench.

"Want to run?"

Roger looked at him with amusement. Ince should be some kind of ability or magical item that can be used to teleport through the spiritual world, similar to his "Traveler's Dice".

So he immediately used the ability of "One of All Things" to block the surrounding time and space!
　The fifth update, finished today, the Tingen chapter will officially end tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)