10 o’clock at night, in the alley by the back door of the Bravehearts Bar.

Like the previous time, Klein, in his black double-breasted frock coat and matching half top hat, had merely circled the bar once before he walked to the nearest street as though he were on a stroll.

Just as he walked out of the alley, a carriage stopped in front of him. Behind the glass window was Maric’s pair of brown eyes which were still suppressing any signs of malicious intent.

Klein pressed the top of his half top hat and, holding the sturdy cane in his hand, calmly boarded the carriage as if he had hailed it himself.

He sat down and straightened his bow tie like a gentleman attending a banquet.

“That outfit isn’t suitable for battle.” Maric, who was wearing a white shirt, black vest, and tights, sized him up a few times and frowned.

It was obvious that he still had some doubts regarding Klein’s strength, but he had chosen to trust Sharron.

Klein smiled casually and said, “My Beyonder powers are different from yours. Our fighting styles are different too. This type of clothing will not affect me negatively in any way; it even suits me very well. For example, it has a lot of pockets, and they can be used to store different items in different places, so as to avoid taking the wrong things when in a hurry and losing my life through such a laughable mistake.”

As he spoke, he took out the remaining three sedatives from a sewn concealed pocket—they were the special sedatives concocted by the Apothecary!

Just as he finished his sentence, a figure quickly outlined itself on a window of the carriage.

A figure wearing a long black regal dress and a small soft hat.

It was none other than the Sequence 5 Beyonder of the Mutant pathway, Wraith Sharron.

“You explain too much.” Sharron looked at Klein and said in an ethereal tone, “Not natural enough.”

… I just wanted to get into the act… Klein laughed dryly and replied, “Probably it’s because I’m a bit nervous.”

Without waiting for Sharron to speak again, he handed the three sedatives to Maric.

“Find a chance to drink it yourself.

“I’m sure that you’re more experienced than I am. You won’t drink it too early or too late, much less drink too little or too much.”

Maric looked at the sealed and transparent glass test tube, gently shaking the liquid inside and said, “Two and a half. Any more and I will really be sedated. I wouldn’t do anything for a short period of time.”

“Very good,” Klein praised and turned to look at Sharron. “Have you guys decided on the ambush spot?”

Sharron nodded.

“We’re on the way there.”

She didn’t directly reveal the intended location to Klein.

Very prudent, very careful… Klein thought for a moment before asking, “Will you be hurt by purification?”

a zombie, yes. Same when I’m in my spirit state,”

when a Sequence 5 Wraith is still in their physical state, the purification

“What about demon-hunting?”

the same pathway, Sharron didn’t hide anything

for exorcism, to both our bodies and spiritual bodies. But it wouldn’t

into a

“I understand.”

again after some deliberation, “Do you feel the power

“No,” Maric replied hoarsely.

Klein secretly sighed and confirmed, “Wraith Steve, Zombie Jason, and Werewolf Tyre, do they have any other mystical items or Beyonder weapons besides the Scarlet Lunar

Maric pinched his glabella, looking a bit

but be stirred by these emotions while suppressing his maliciousness and

influenced by the Scarlet Lunar Corona, Jason and Tyre will be in a rather fervent

mystical items, they would lack the reason to use

claws are their Beyonder weapons. It’s the

darted about

have

the night with few pedestrians, the carriage sped across the streets, its wheels going over puddles of

so, Maric had the zombie driver

and saw a dark, dilapidated building. Not far away, the sound of running water could

year and is about to be rebuilt. Our planned ambush point will be around

an accident were to really happen, the Tussock River would be the best escape route… According to my previous survey, there is a Lever Cathedral about two kilometers northwest of here, one belonging to the Church of the God of Steam and

carriage, tidied up his clothes in a leisurely manner, and, with his cane in hand,

for about five minutes, they came

brown, with withered weeds lying everywhere. A wooden chest quietly sat in

you asked for.”

said, “Aren’t you afraid that a tramp

enters, they will scare that person away.” Maric pointed to a few other spots. “Avoid them when you bury the

asking, “Will my

equivalent to corpses when in deep slumber, and there’s also

Sharron became

here and make your preparations. We’ll go and lure the

more than thirty minutes. Please make use

hide in a warehouse. Don’t be in a hurry to make

how dangerous the situation is,

the Scarlet Lunar Corona appears, you can use that ‘eye’ to search for Steve and launch a sudden attack on him.

and said, “A very simple

the plan, the more effective it is,” Sharron calmly

If any problem arises in a complicated plan, it will lead

finished their exchange, Sharron vanished and Maric quickly departed from the

leave, Klein took out a small square metal box from his pocket. Its surface was covered in a thin film of spirituality. This was the spirituality cage that had been

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