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Leyton's figure abruptly appeared inside the brick-red building, with a paper figure folded from a light yellow piece of paper appearing beside him simultaneously.
Before Cesimir and the other Nighthawks could react, the surrounding scene was rapidly torn open like a curtain being pulled apart.
"What is this?" Cesimir froze, looking at the suddenly brightened surroundings; she and the others had been teleported from that building into a desert that was still in broad daylight.
Cesimir plunged the bone sword in her hand into the yellow sand on the ground, and a dense Darkness quickly spread, engulfing all the surrounding light.
"Concealment? How is that possible!"
Cesimir murmured in disbelief, her already furrowed brows creasing even deeper.
The connection between the Goddess's Sword and the Evernight Goddess was severed.
After isolating the Church of the Evernight Goddess's Nighthawks squad in the Ideal Homeland, Leyton didn't hesitate and directly chanted the honorific name of the Hidden Sage, knowing that the True Creator's aura was not something he could handle.
"The Sage who perceives the world, the Eye that probes truth, the embodiment of endless knowledge and numerology!"
A ray of light, invisible to most Beyonders, suddenly appeared. It seemed to have shifted from the infinite reaches of the Spirit World, disregarding distance, and suddenly descended here.
This light had no physical form; it seemed to be composed of complex information streams, moving like a torrent in an illusory state.
A black mass covered in countless eyes peered out from the information torrent.
Leyton, having sensed it in advance, immediately closed his eyes, cutting off all his perceptions of the outside world.
The Hidden Sage appeared in its True form this time without any concealment, and Leyton's spiritual intuition was frantically alerting him.
At the same time, Leyton also noticed that the Sage characteristic within him was stirring, even giving Leyton the illusion that his own Beyonder rank was rapidly rising.
In the distance, on the clock tower, Klein had not yet managed to escape the trembling of his body and the runaway thoughts when he felt another terrifying aura descend. This aura was even denser and more True, as if a great existence had truly descended.
"What did Al do?"
Klein muttered hoarsely, feeling as if his head was about to explode, as if everything around him was turning into information, trying to force its way into his mind.
The Hidden Sage's descent lasted only a very brief moment before it hastily departed.
It seemed that as the Hidden Sage descended, a grand consciousness also descended simultaneously, and the Hidden Sage was avoiding conflict with the other party.
Leyton opened his eyes again, and a transparent amber, the size of an adult's fist and encasing distorted flesh, floated in front of him out of thin air.
The moment he saw it, Leyton understood that this was what the True Creator had left on Lanevus, a carrier seedling prepared for his descent.
Leyton reached out and took the crimson flesh, which was encased and restricted by the transparent amber, as if frozen in time. Its shape resembled a Hanged Man, or a strangely shaped sapling, bearing the divinity of the True Creator.
He glanced in the direction Lanevus had fled, a faint smile playing on his lips.
During the Hidden Sage's brief descent earlier, the other party had not directly lost control and collapsed due to the True Creator's residue on him. After the True Creator's residue was stripped away, he very decisively took the opportunity to flee, not even saying a word.
The surrounding Darkness deepened, like a mass of ink that couldn't be dissolved, as if something was about to emerge.
"As expected of the Goddess's Sword, it's breaking through the isolation of the Ideal Homeland so quickly."
After a low murmur, Leyton swiftly stepped into the Spirit World, returning to the top of the clock tower.
"Lanevus took the opportunity to escape into the sewers. Should we pursue him now? I remember his aura; he can't escape my sight."
As soon as his figure appeared, Leyton immediately asked.
Klein, who had been about to ask what had happened just now, stopped thinking further upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly, saying:
"Pursue him, right now."
Leyton reached out and put his hand on Klein's shoulder, leading Klein into the Spirit World before the people on the airship recovered from the Hidden Sage's influence.
Following Lanevus's aura, Leyton pulled Klein, and they materialized in the labyrinthine sewers.
Streaks of starlight appeared around Leyton, dense and dazzling. These starlights quickly flew in all directions, scattering rays of starlight, miraculously constructing a transparent and brilliant barrier.
Lanevus's forward dash paused; he instinctively sensed danger. Using his Darkness vision, Lanevus clearly saw the people chasing him.
One was a young man with golden hair and brass-colored metal-framed glasses, the same fellow who had chanted the Hidden Sage's honorific name earlier.
Next to him was a person wearing a long black trench coat and a comical Clown mask on his face.
As soon as he saw the pursuers, Lanevus quickly lunged sideways.
Clang! A Tarot card was embedded in the sewer wall behind him, its height exactly level with where Lanevus's neck had been.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Without giving the other party time to react, Klein threw out more cards.
"Slow!" Leyton, standing still, chanted an ancient hermes word, inflicting a negative effect on Lanevus.
Lanevus only managed to dodge clumsily, his heavy body making it difficult to completely avoid the flying card knives aimed at him, leaving wounds, shallow or deep, on his shoulders, thighs, and other non-vital areas.
The fierce attack prevented Lanevus from even having time to think about who the other party was or why they were relentlessly pursuing him.
A card depicting stars, an Aquarius, and holy water on its front plunged into Lanevus's right ankle.
Lanevus, who had just made a stepping motion, immediately fell to the ground. Lanevus tumbled continuously on the filthy, sewage-filled ground, as cards plunged into the ground one after another.
The next moment, a Tarot card depicting an angel and a horn plunged into Lanevus's neck.
But then, all the Tarot cards inserted into Lanevus's body were instantly ejected. His neck, chest, and all exposed skin began to writhe madly, and one after another, disgustingly shaped flesh sprouts grew out.
The flesh sprouts glowed with an iron-like metallic sheen, densely connected, like a suit of armor.
This was the flesh magic Lanevus had acquired from his contact with the True Creator during this period.
Clang! The Tarot card Klein shot out was blocked.
"Sun!" Klein chanted an ancient hermes word.
A golden, gold-like rune in Klein's hand turned to dust. The next moment, Klein shot out a Tarot card covered in pure, bright light.
The card knife, as if passing through nothing, plunged into Lanevus's chest, entering his heart.
The light with Purification power purified all the remaining evil power on Lanevus, and the flesh that wanted to writhe and heal quickly died.
Lanevus's eyes aimlessly gazed forward, his voice brokenly asking:
"Who are you…?"
"Why… are you… killing me…?"
Before he could get an answer, Lanevus's body fell to the sewer floor, his breath completely cut off.
"He's dead," Leyton reminded.
Klein was silent for two seconds, then took off the Clown mask he was wearing, calmly took two steps forward, then suddenly accelerated, kicking Lanevus's head with all his might.
Lanevus, whose neck had already been pierced by a card knife, had his head directly kicked off by Klein's kick. It crashed heavily against the starlight barrier in front, causing a ripple.
Lanevus's head was shattered, scattering red and white matter.
"Hahaha, hahahaha!"
Klein frantically lowered his head and laughed, his voice growing louder and louder, laughing worse than crying. Just like a mad Clown!
Leyton, standing by, watched with twitching brows. Although he knew the reason, Klein's current appearance was still somewhat unsettling, just like a mad Clown.
"Sometimes, in my opinion, the names of the potions are more like descriptions of a Beyonder's fate."
Leyton said this as if he had some insight.
"Fate? A Clown-like fate?"
Klein murmured softly:
"Captain…"
Drop after drop of tears streamed down Klein's face, forming lines.
After regaining his composure, Klein wiped away the remaining tear marks on his face and scanned Lanevus's body and the Tarot cards still stuck on him.
He had wanted to see how many Tarot cards were scattered around, but without Darkness vision, Klein could only see a little bit of things relying on the faint light emitted by the surrounding starlight barrier.
The previous battle relied entirely on Spirit Vision to discern Lanevus's position, but using Spirit Vision to find ordinary cards was completely useless.
"Can you help me with an anti-divination for the scene? There are too many Tarot cards scattered around."
Klein turned his gaze to Leyton, who had been standing still on the side.
"Yes."
Leyton waved his hand, and the surrounding starlight barrier rapidly disintegrated, turning into scattered starlight and dissipating.
With a layer of starlight covering his eyes, Leyton reached out and pulled twice in the void, disturbing the Spirit World area information around them. All divinations targeting the scene or objects would be interfered with, yielding Error or chaotic answers.
"Thank you!" Klein nodded slightly, sensing the spiritual fluctuations around him.
Approaching Lanevus's corpse, Klein rummaged and found an eye-sized badge, on which a faint spiritual glow quietly shone.
Besides that, there was nothing else, not a single piece of cash or materials.
Then, Klein took out his remaining Tarot cards and casually scattered them all over Lanevus's corpse, some face up, some face down.
Lanevus's corpse intertwined with the patterns, numbers, and symbols, outlining a highly symbolic picture.
Klein walked back to Leyton's side, nodded lightly, and said nothing.
Leyton understood, then pulled Klein into the Spirit World, leaving the sewers.
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